Chapter 185: Gou Wukong's soul? Am I crazy? Little...

The little demon retreated, and soon after, a cheerful voice came in: "Hahahaha, Wukong, long time no see!"

Wukong took a few steps forward and saw a burly figure with a bull's head walking in. He grabbed his shoulder and patted it firmly. As he looked him over, he said, "Not bad, not bad. You have the airs of a mountain master."

"Brother Kuiniu, please stop making fun of me." Facing an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Wukong felt a little embarrassed, and his face covered by monkey hair turned red.

He pulled Kuiniu to sit down in front of the stone table, waved his hand, and ordered with great pride: "Pick all the largest and sweetest fruits from our mountain, and bring two jars of monkey wine. I will treat Brother Kuiniu well."

Hearing the word "wine," Kuiniu's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth, swallowed, and said, "I've been following Huaguoshan's account for a long time. When I have nothing to do in Biyou Palace, I watch your videos. I've been craving your monkey wine for a long time."

Kuiniu is none other than the mount of Tongtian Sect Master.

Now, the six saints have followed the order of the Taoist ancestor to leave the prehistoric world and live in the thirty-three heavens forever, so the mount Kuiniu has become unemployed.

However, due to his special status, he dared not leave Jin'ao Island without Tongtian Patriarch's order. This time, he also got the news from Kong Xuan that Fuli needed someone to look after Wukong, so he sent a private message to Fuli and asked for the job.

He didn't hide it from Wukong and told him directly: "Senior Sister Fuli was worried about you and asked me to help you."

As soon as Wukong heard it, he understood that it was about the five demon kings.

After observing for so long through the surveillance, Wukong also knew that the cultivation levels of the five demon kings were not inferior to his own. If a conflict really arose between them, he would inevitably suffer losses.

Now that he had Kuiniu's help, he felt much more at ease and immediately expressed his gratitude.

Kuiniu said with a smile, "Don't just say thank you. Bring me two more loads of monkey wine. Today, we brothers won't leave until we're drunk!"

"Good!" Wukong laughed. "There's nothing else on the mountain, but we still have the wine that Big Brother drinks. Guys, bring some more wine up."

As he spoke, he poured a large bowl for Kuiniu himself: "Brother Kuiniu, let me toast you again."

"Come on, let's drink!" Kuiniu drank the whole glass without any fear.

He drank several more bowls in succession, finally quenching his thirst for alcohol. Only then did he have time to instruct Wukong: "In the future, when I travel in the wilderness, I will no longer be able to use the name Kuiniu. From now on, everyone should call me Bull Demon King. Don't make any mistakes."

Wukong repeated it several times in his mouth and nodded to show that he had memorized it.

The two of them got drunk that day and didn't feel full until the third morning.

With the Bull Demon King, Wukong felt that the original plan could be brought forward.

It just so happened that this was the Bull Demon King's first visit to the Flower-Fruit Mountain, so Wukong, as the host, naturally had to treat him well and personally take him around to tour around.

The five demon kings naturally wouldn't let such a great opportunity slip by. The Monkey King and the Ape King, both of whom were monkeys like Wukong, happened to meet him first. Wukong and the Bull Demon King also took the opportunity to hit it off with them, and the two sides had a great conversation.

A few days later, the two monkey kings came to them with good wine, further deepening their relationship.

It was obvious that the two of them had made a plan. After drinking three or five times together, they began to reveal in their words, half true and half false, that they came from Uttarakuru.

Wukong suddenly realized: Do they really not know that in the prehistoric world today, there are surveillance cameras in all the immortal mountains and caves?

I’m afraid not.

He had preconceived ideas after listening to the lion demon's analysis, and was too arrogant when facing these old antiques from Uttarakuru.

He had already begun to reflect in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and continued to slowly carry out his plan of "those who are willing to take the bait".

Not long after, the Monkey King and the Ape King introduced the Dragon King, the Peng King, and the Lion King to Wukong. The seven of them drank and had fun together, fighting and competing with each other. They were so happy!

Suddenly one day, the Bull Demon King suggested: "The seven of us have similar abilities and aspirations. How about we become brothers of the opposite sex?"

Wukong, always innocent and naive, had drunk two more glasses of wine that day. When he heard this, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed, saying, "Great, great, this is a good suggestion, this is a good suggestion!"

The Lion King and the other five demon kings looked at each other quickly and agreed.

The little demons immediately brought the incense table and laid out the grains. The seven of them worshipped the mountains, rivers, and the country in front of the incense table, and swore that the seven brothers would never let each other down.

That evening, Fuli and Nezha received the news. Nezha immediately activated the chess pieces buried by the various mountain masters. Soon, the peaceful and tranquil Flower-Fruit Mountain was filled with a sinister atmosphere.

Wukong and the five demon kings became sworn brothers, and although both sides had their own agenda, he had been influenced by Fu Li since childhood and was extremely generous to his subordinates. Not to mention his sworn brothers, he was even more generous.

These demon kings were sensible of the situation. Seeing Wukong's sincerity, the frustration they felt at being forced to surrender gradually dissipated. Seeing someone attacking Flower-Fruit Mountain, they all joined in the attack, working tirelessly and wholeheartedly.

A real battlefield is different from everyday fights. The stick that Wukong often uses was broken by someone's magic weapon in the melee.

He lacked combat experience and was stunned at the time. Fortunately, the Lion King was right beside him and opened his huge mouth to suck his opponent and hundreds of little demons into his stomach.

"Goku, come back to your senses!"

He quickly came to his senses, drew his sword and rushed forward again.

When the war is over, the little demons will clean up the battlefield, and the brothers will come to the rear to drink.

The Bull Demon King said, "Wukong, you still lack a suitable weapon."

Wukong asked hurriedly, "Big Brother, do you have any recommendations?"

"I don't have any." He smiled meaningfully, "But don't worry, I think the weapons will be here soon."

Wukong seemed to be lost in thought. After a moment, he nodded in understanding and raised his glass, saying, "Come on, brothers, we've won a great victory today. We should celebrate properly."

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The seven brothers were drinking happily, but they didn't know that something related to Wukong was happening far away in the underworld.

An uninvited guest came to the underworld today. He had a bald head and entered the Ghost Gate under the pretext of looking for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but he went straight to the Fengdu Palace.

"It turned out to be Maitreya Buddha. What a rare visitor!"

Before the Emperor of Fengdu could speak, Lu Ya, who had come to discuss official business with the Emperor, could not help but become lewd.

He did not forget that the reason his nine brothers died tragically under Houyi's arrow was because of the Buddhist Taoist Zhunti who led the ten brothers out of Tanggu and the ten suns came out together to wreak havoc on the world.

The witches who fought with real swords and guns can reconcile, but Lu Ya will never forgive the despicable villain who played tricks behind the scenes!

Maitreya Buddha was born with a smile on his face, as if he could never get angry. He held his Buddhist beads and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha - this humble monk pays homage to the Great Emperor of Fengdu and pays homage to Judge Lu."

"Hmph!" Lu Ya sneered and turned his head away, bluntly expressing that he didn't want to pay any attention to him.

The King of Fengdu indifferently invited the man to take a seat, and asked the little ghost to bring him a cup of tea that living people could drink. Then he left the man there without asking the man the purpose of his visit.

Maitreya Buddha is truly tolerant and doesn't mind at all. Even if people don't ask, he will speak up.

However, what he said made King Fengdu feel that he had not woken up yet and was sleepwalking.

"What did you say? Whose soul are you trying to seduce?" Fengdu Emperor sneered, "If you haven't woken up yet, go back to Lingshan and continue sleeping. My underworld is not a place for you to have fun."

Maitreya Buddha smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, do you think I am making fun of you?"

Fengdu Dadi said with a wry smile, "If you knew who Wukong was, you shouldn't have said those nonsense to me."

Is Gou Wukong's soul dissatisfied with the smooth running of the underworld? The current Heavenly Court is only prioritizing the Northern Continent, not being unable to deal with the underworld.

The Emperor of Fengdu dared to guarantee that as soon as the ghost messenger took Wukong's soul, the Heavenly Court would have to adjust its strategy. Then, the Northern Juluzhou would cheer and, by the way, criticize the underworld.

The Purple Star Emperor loved his son like his own eyeballs, and while the Three Altars and Sea Assembly Gods loved to play tricks on his son, that was just a game between father and son. If anyone dared to touch Wukong, Nezha would definitely be the first to jump out to defend his son.

Not to mention that behind these two people, there are so many disciples from the three Xuanmen religions.

Hey, the three religions of Xuanmen?

The Emperor of Fengdu suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Maitreya with ill intent: "If I remember correctly, your Buddhist sect has many Arhats and Bodhisattvas. They are all disciples of the Jiejiao who followed Duobao Zhenren to the Buddhist sect for further training, right? Does Duobao Zhenren know that you are here today? Do those Arhats and Bodhisattvas know about it?"

The smile on Maitreya Buddha's face finally froze. After a long while, he forced a smile and corrected himself, "There is no Duobao Zhenren, only the present Buddha Tathagata Buddha."

"Okay, Tathagata Buddha." The King of Fengdu didn't argue with him, but just kept asking, "Do you dare to let him know?"

The two sides eventually parted ways unhappily.

Maitreya Buddha left the underworld and did not return to Lingshan. Instead, he went to the Sumeru Palace in the Thirty-three Heavens to pay homage to the two saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti.

The Taoist Jie Yin had a sad face, but his eyes sparkled. He said slowly, "It seems that the road to the underworld is blocked."

The Bodhisattva Cundi asked, "You actually went to the underworld, but didn't go to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? After all, he is one of the Four Great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, so he should contribute to Buddhism."

Maitreya's smile turned bitter. "Master, it's not that I don't want to visit you. It's just that I just passed through the gates of hell and the next thing I knew, I met a monk from the Ksitigarbha Temple. He directly conveyed Ksitigarbha's intention, saying that he would not see me."

—— If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had helped to resolve today’s matter, how could he have returned empty-handed?

Jie Yin sighed softly, "Forget it, forget it! After all, our paths are different, and we cannot work together."

Zhunti sneered in dissatisfaction: "If I had known this would happen, I should not have given him the status of the Four Great Bodhisattvas."

But it is too late to say anything now. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has too many merits. It is Buddhism that cannot let him go, not Ksitigarbha that cannot let go of Buddhism.