There's something wrong with my master.

With a loud bang, a crack shaped like a lip appeared on the trunk of the peach tree.

The branch dragged the monkey and put the whole monkey into this hole...

Moon Yin Yang: ...

"This...this...this..."

“This mountain is really interesting.”

He looked as if his worldview had been refreshed, and then waved the branch, ready to guide the peach tree.

"That guy over there, you're stirring the jar with a toothpick, it's useless."

As he spoke, the branch pointed to the bottom of the mountain.

"Do you see the two colors, one red and one blue, at the bottom of the mountain? These master and disciple are very skilled. They must have learned the skills of my Hehuan Sect."

peach:……

What do you mean?

"Feel carefully and see if the red side is very hot and the blue side is very cold."

Upon hearing this, the peach tree felt it with its roots and its branches nodded.

"It's called thermal expansion and contraction."

"You know how heat expands and cold contracts?"

The peach tree branches shook their heads.

"Don't understand? It doesn't matter. Anyway, you're right to listen to me."

"First, cast a cooling spell on yourself. The colder the better."

"The colder it is, the tighter it shrinks."

"Then, cast a spell to heat up this monkey. The hotter the better."

"Because the hotter it is, the bigger the rise will be."

peach:"?"

Although I don't understand it, it seems very powerful.

She waved the branches to cool herself down, and a layer of frost appeared on the trunk.

After a moment, she said in her heart: Phew~Comfortable~

Due to the epidemic, my brother in the detention center had to work overtime, so he celebrated the New Year in advance. After having the New Year’s Eve dinner, I felt a little tired. I will make up for it during the day today. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

My nephew wants to play cards.

Then I played cards with my brother's family for most of the night, and with the help of our family, I won the red envelope from my nephew.

My nephew even signed an IOU with ridiculous interest rates, hoping that he can pay off the debt with the New Year's money he receives over the next five years.

Chapter 144: The Love Story of the Peach Tree and the Monkey

When one’s cultivation reaches the stage of overcoming tribulations, it is almost equivalent to being a god walking on earth.

The world rejoices because of the joy of the monks who are transcending the tribulation, and feels sad because of the sorrow of the monks who are transcending the tribulation.

The celestial phenomena change wildly with the mood of the monk who is undergoing the tribulation, and the fate of people and things changes with the intervention of the monk who is undergoing the tribulation.

For example, the macaque that was originally just an ordinary monkey in the mountains.

Because the monk who was transcending tribulation was experimenting with his skills on him, he truly got the opportunity to practice and lived longer than any other animal in the mountains.

He became strong and quiet. Although he did not enter the worldly world, he saw through it.

He should have remained like this until he attained enlightenment, or died on the road to enlightenment.

Until the monkey came across a peach tree.

A peach tree that is different from all other peach trees.

The peach tree is very old, and I don’t know how many years it has been growing.

It’s just that flowers, plants and trees are slow to develop spiritual energy, so the speed at which they gather spiritual energy during practice cannot be compared to that of humans and animals.

Moreover, the transformation of plants requires a very high level of cultivation, so they have never transformed.

This peach tree used to be very quiet, but after it gained intelligence, it only thought about practicing.

She was very kind to all the birds and animals in the mountains.

She thought she would always be like this.

Until he met a monkey who liked to stay under a peach tree.

The peach tree found it amusing, but that was all.

Occasionally, she would give some guidance to the monkey in its practice like an elder, and would cast her gaze at the monkey as if giving alms.

It is always spring at the foot of Four Seasons Mountain, and the climate hardly changes.

But occasionally, there will be heavy rain.

The rain crackled, hitting the trees and the monkeys.

In the past, monkeys who had just started practicing would squeak when hit by raindrops as big as beans.

The peach tree was annoyed by the monkey's crying, so it cast a spell to provide shelter for the monkey.

The monkey finally found peace.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and the peach blossoms were covered with water. The misty water vapor made the peach blossoms look very attractive.

Every time this happened, the monkey would look at the peach tree with an obsessed look, as if waiting for something.

But no matter how long they waited, the peach tree never bore fruit.

One year, two years, ten years, a hundred years.

The obsessive look in the monkey's eyes faded and became numb.

I am still practicing under the peach tree just because I am used to it.

Maybe it's time to leave?

The monkey thought so and took action.

His figure gradually faded away, and he was ready to move to another tree.

The peach tree didn't care about it and just let it go.

Without the monkey, she could practice in peace.

However, the development of things gradually exceeded Taoshu's expectations. Since when did she become dependent on this monkey?

Mingming's original goal was to practice hard to achieve transformation, and then, like many former owners of this mountain, roam freely in the noisy and violent thunderstorms.

Finally it leads to thunder tribulation that leads to ascension to heaven, and from then on he becomes a god.

The goal was clear and she had been working towards it.

But if it was that monkey, she would be willing to wait for a while and stop practicing.

The peach tree told her wish to her beloved monkey.

The monkey ignored it and neither agreed nor refused.

It’s just that the monkey became more and more indifferent, with golden Buddha light flashing occasionally on its body.

It was not until a certain peach blossom turned pitch black that the monkey finally agreed with her opinion and continued to practice under her.

In fact, Taoshu misunderstood.

The monkey was willing to continue practicing under her because it mistakenly thought that the black peach blossom was about to bear fruit...

We have waited for more than a hundred years, so this final push won’t make a difference.

He, the monkey, is finally going to eat the peach!

The tree and the monkey continued to live in harmony, and the peach tree would still occasionally guide the monkey's practice.

This process made the peach tree feel very happy.

She thought they would continue like this, practicing together, transforming together, and traveling down the mountain together.

But...what's up with that little bitch?

This peach tree has only been here for less than a day, and you, dead monkey, have only known this new peach tree for less than a day.

As a result, you two, the adulterous husband and wife, fell in love with each other!

They actually got together!

Why!

She has raised this monkey and taken good care of it for more than a hundred years. Why should it be seduced away by some other little bitch!

“Be angry!”

A voice sounded in her heart, as if it was the little bitch speaking.

But at this time, the peach tree understood this as a provocation.

A peach tree that had just been born with spirituality actually dared to provoke her.

Today, let this little bitch see why the flowers are so red!

but……

Do not!

why!

Why are you stopping me!

I've been so good to you, and you actually want to fight with me just for a little bitch you've just known for less than a day?

You even put your beloved monk's robes on this little bitch! ?

If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!

What is intolerable is the tree, what is intolerable!

Destroy it!

Let me let you know today that everything you have is given by me.

You have no right to resist.

The peach blossoms all turned pitch black, and even the tree trunks merged into the darkness.

pia~

pia~

The branches whipped the monkey angrily, like a wife who caught her cheating husband and took drastic measures.

"That's not the way it is. I'll teach you."

That annoying voice sounded again.

It's that little bitch again.

"Wait for me to look for it. The reproductive organ of a peach tree that has not become a spirit is... peach blossoms. To round it off, the reproductive organ of a peach tree that has become a spirit is also peach blossoms."

"Tsk tsk, so many peach blossoms, it's really a natural talent!"

"It's a pity that you don't join my Hehuan Sect."

"Come, listen to me, focus your consciousness on a peach blossom, then drag the monkey over, and you will feel the new world."

"Eh... why is this peach blossom-shaped tree hole so big!?"