Jiangzhou, Tongque Capital Building.

Diao Chan, Ba Qing, Shangguan Wan'er, Da Qiao and Lai Ying'er, the five girls, all gathered around the screen, looking at the news and comments on the forum.

These are posts and comments about the bounty on Jin Chanzi's head.

The bounty offered on the forum was the one issued by Bronze Sparrow Capital.

Lin Han told them that the Journey to the West calamity was related to the fate of the Great Xia nation, and they could not help to destroy the Journey to the West calamity.

The sisters discussed it together and finally decided to offer a realistic reward.

They have argued that this bounty is just as effective as the claim that eating cicadas can bring immortality.

The news that eating golden cicada seeds can make one immortal and cure all diseases is propaganda aimed at system figures.

Now a reward of 1 billion is offered, and publicity is targeted at players.

The common goal is to kill Jin Chanzi.

"What do you think? Should I tell my husband about this?" Ba Qing asked.

"Need not."

Diao Chan shook her head slightly.

"Wan'er and I have verified that the bounty we put up in reality is just a gameplay bounty, and it doesn't involve the cause and effect of the catastrophe. There is no heavenly law in this world, and the cause and effect of heaven cannot be attributed to us."

"If a player really succeeds, tell your husband. If it doesn't work, just make it more difficult for Jin Chanzi to obtain the scriptures." Shangguan Wan'er said.

"I agree. There's no need to distract my husband now. We can wait until we succeed. If we fail, we can just treat it as giving players an alternative activity experience." Da Qiao agreed.

"I agree. There's no need to distract my husband."

"Then it's decided." Ba Qing said, "This matter will be kept secret. If it doesn't succeed, just pretend it never happened."

The five women discussed it together and finally reached a conclusion.

…

dynasty.

It was dusk and there was no one around.

Sun Wukong and Jin Chanzi stopped beside a cave. The sun was setting and they could not continue their journey.

Jin Chanzi is a mortal and cannot travel like a monk, so he can only rely on his skinny white horse for transportation.

After what happened at the Five Elements Mountain today, Jin Chanzi was scared away. The road was bumpy and rugged, and everyone was already exhausted.

"Master, let's rest here for the night and leave tomorrow." said Sun Wukong.

After coming out of the Five Elements Mountain, he did not become a disciple, so now he is normally called Jin Chanzi.

The old man Baihu woke him up in advance, and he did not agree to Guanyin's request to take the monk as his master.

Today at the Five Elements Mountain, the emperor drove Guanyin away again. He took Jin Chanzi and hurried on his journey without mentioning the matter of becoming his disciple.

If he doesn't become his disciple, Sun Wukong will not like this monk very much.

"good."

Jin Chanzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out the water and steamed buns from his backpack and ate some, then sat upright on a rock and began to chant.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong didn't say anything and leaned on a rock beside him to sleep.

This was the first time he had slept since leaving the Five Elements Mountain. After five hundred years, he could finally relax and have a good sleep.

Until late at night.

"monkey."

A subtle sound came into his ears. The sleeping Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, but did not see anyone.

"Monkey, come to the back mountain."

The familiar voice appeared again.

Sun Wukong's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly realized that Jin Chanzi was already asleep. He quietly got up and went to the back mountain.

In the back mountain, Sun Wukong saw a familiar figure and hurried over.

"Old man, I, Old Sun, am out. Thank you very much."

"No need to thank me. You have some connection with Nuwa, so it's my job." Lin Han stroked his beard and said, "You said last time that you wanted to see Nuwa, but she is in seclusion and can only see you for an incense stick of time."

"Okay, thank you, old man." Sun Wukong nodded hurriedly: "As long as I can see the queen."

"Well, let's meet."

Lin Han made a hand gesture and then waved his hand.

The projection of Nuwa's Dharma image appeared in front of him. The shadow had pure holy light and a kind face, like a sister next door.

"Your name is Goku?"

"Yes, mother~"

Nuwa: “???”

Lin Han: “…”

"Yes, Goddess Nuwa, my name is Wukong, Sun Wukong." Sun Wukong realized that he had spoken a little, scratched his hand awkwardly and smiled.

Perhaps because he was conceived in the Sky-Repairing Stone, he feels psychologically close to Nuwa.

"I know everything about you. You were conceived by my Heaven-Repairing Stone. You are destined to be with me. After being suppressed for five hundred years, how much cultivation do you have left?"

"My Queen, my cultivation is not much, not even one-tenth of what it was when I caused havoc in Heaven. When Tathagata suppressed me, he used mantras to drain my cultivation. My indestructible body is weaker than before, and it recovers slowly."

Having said that, Sun Wukong was unwilling to accept it, with anger in his eyes.

"Do you want to recover your cultivation?" Nuwa asked.

"Of course I do." Sun Wukong nodded.

"I have asked Taoist Han to give you the items that will restore your cultivation. On this journey of calamity, you don't need to be constrained by Buddhism."

Lin Han took out three items, the peaches, the Nine-Revolutions Elixir and the Fountain of Youth, and handed them to Sun Wukong.

"These three items can help you quickly recover your cultivation."

"Thank you, old man, and thank you, my queen." Sun Wukong took the three items and said gratefully.

"Just follow the arrangements of Taoist Han in everything, and don't let yourself be conquered by Buddhism, otherwise you will be controlled by Buddhism forever." Nuwa said slowly.

"Yes, Wukong will definitely follow the old man's instructions."

"You have a pure heart. If you maintain this sincerity, you will surely attain enlightenment one day."

"Wukong, I will remember this, I will remember this." Sun Wukong said piously.

"I'm at the critical juncture of my retreat. Taoist Han will teach you the rest."

"Farewell, Your Majesty. Thank you very much."

Sun Wukong held the peaches, elixir and bottle of the fountain of youth in his hands and bowed devoutly to Nuwa. When Nuwa disappeared, he stood up and looked at Lin Han with gratitude.

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