Wukong has a name.

But I still don't know where to go.

He hadn't felt this way for a long time. The sky was high and the road was far away. The world was like a giant beast in Hongmeng, everything was so huge.

When everything looked up to him, it was also like this. Now he is the only one who looks at the world with this kind of vision.

"Where am I going?" asked Goku.

How could Bodhi know where a monkey was going? He wanted to pick up the bamboo basket and go home... But he was stupid when he saw the monkey, but he was a demon after all.

Demons have obsessions. If they are not eliminated, their souls will never be able to remain calm.

If the monkey demon doesn't know where to go and just follows him like a fool, it will be troublesome.

Bodhi's eyes rolled in the skull socket.

"Where is the person you miss the most?"

Wukong shook his head.

"Then who did you see the last thing you remember?"

"Golden Cicada."

"Tsk..." Bodhi slammed his mouth secretly. He must have disbelief, but he was lazy to expose it: "Jin Chanzi, right? Then you just go to him. He is in heaven, then you go to heaven..."

Wukong raised his head and saw the black clouds above his head, so he couldn't jump up.

"How to go to heaven?"

Bodhi pointed to the opposite direction to the village.

"Walking west, there is a staircase behind the temple. If you follow the staircase and you can go up to heaven."

Of course, this heavenly stairs is a legend. The myths that ordinary people make up for their life in heaven. The gods and immortals go to heaven and earth, and they step on either auspicious clouds or cranes. Which gods will climb down the steps?

The steps are left to mortals, and mortals will not receive the attention of gods in heaven, so there is no heavenly rank in this world.

This is the truth that all ordinary people in the world understand.

But he knows nothing about a monkey.

Bodhi pointed like this... Wukong looked in that direction, his eyes passed through the darkness, and looked towards the deeper darkness.

"Go west?"

"Yeah, keep going west."

Before he finished speaking...

The strong wind blew up, and a roar on the flat ground!

Before Bodhi understood what was going on, he was lifted up several feet high and then fell to the ground with a bang after a while.

And when he stood up like a dispersed body, there was no longer the figure of the monkey demon in front of him.

......

There is a legend among demons.

It cannot be said to be a legend, because over the past 500 years, countless demons have verified it.

That is, 'Whoever eats more meat will be stronger'

Meat is naturally divided into many types, including the meat of insects and ants, the meat of birds, and the meat of wild animals.

There is meat everywhere in the world.

But demons can only eat human flesh.

Other meats are like chewing wax.

Eating one person can satisfy your hunger, eating a hundred people can be king, eating a thousand people can achieve enlightenment, eating a billion people can be the great saints... And if you eat the meat of "that guy", you can go to heaven and earth and be invincible.

As for who is ‘that guy’? No one knows.

But the ‘that guy’ does exist, because all the monsters became monsters after eating the ‘that guy’s’ meat.

These meats are all over the mountains, rivers and earth, and countless monsters travel around. They have to find another piece and eat it after spending their entire lives.

But so far, no monster or person has found the head of "it".

So, everyone thinks that guy should still be alive.

I didn’t know what happened in the sky 500 years ago. In short, the guy’s flesh and blood were cut into tens of millions of pieces and dropped into the world, but it did not die. It must have been recuperating somewhere.

Unlike the meat that has rotted on the land of China for more than 500 years, if you eat the fresh meat on that guy, you will definitely become a saint, immortal and immortal!

So the monsters in the world dream of eating its flesh, chewing its bones, and sucking its brains. Although they don’t know who it is, this kind of thought fills the brains of all monsters in the world.

And its name is still circulated among the monsters.

This is ridiculous. Although no one knows who it is, it has a name.

The Monkey King...

It is understandable that the saint fell from the sky called this name.

......

Lingxiao Palace, for thousands of years, will not be stained with dust.

Today, blood was stained with blood on the glazed bricks and tiles. The blood flowed from the other side of the clouds to the Lingxiao Hall, and rows of blood footprints were shocking.

Jin Chanzi stood humbly in the middle of the hall.

"That demon monkey is not dead!" The Jade Emperor was furious!

"I'm not dead!" millions of immortals shouted in unison. The little god was shocked and his blood was surging, but how dare he sprayed it out, he could only swallow it forcibly.

Jin Chan didn't speak... He lost his tongue and his cultivation level for thousands of lives.

"Why don't you kill him!" The Jade Emperor was angry again.

"Why!" millions of gods roared again.

The little fairy guarding the door felt that she was about to be driven to death by her own blood.

Perhaps Jin Chanzi also felt that it would not be a big deal to continue yelling like this one-sidedly, so he put his body in his bloody fingers and wrote a few words on the ground.

"Roar the ball, I'll kill you again."

After writing, he clasped his hands together and practiced Buddhist principles, and turned around and left without anyone allowing him.

It was not until the figure of Jinchan disappeared from his sight for a while that the Jade Emperor finally stood up: "What are you doing? The monk dared to leave without even saying he left. He was so rude, don't you stop him?"

All the gods in the hall lowered their heads and shouted together: "The minister is aware of his crime!"

The shouts were deafening and echoed wildly in the hall!

"puff------!"
Chapter completed!