Chapter 180 Wukong's frustration made everyone...
After notifying everyone, Master Bodhi looked in the direction where Wukong left for a long time before he sighed and fled again.
What he said to Wukong was not an excuse. He really sensed some destiny and felt that he should go to Rhino Hezhou and find a suitable place to establish a sect and train some talents for the West.
It's just that the "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain" was just something he made up.
But it doesn’t matter. Once he finds a good place, no matter what the place was originally called, he will change it to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.
Since the mountain is called "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain", the cave may as well be called "Xieyue Sanxing Cave".
True Man Bodhi made up his mind and went back to Qianyuan Mountain first. After having a conversation with his master, True Man Jade Ding, he went directly to Rhino Hezhou.
Back on Wukong's side, after entertaining Huang Tianhua and his family, he spent the better part of a month playing with the little demons. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, and Wukong finally remembered to do some serious work.
Now he was considered a demon king, with no fewer than 30,000 lesser demons under his command. With so many mouths reaching out to him for food, could he truly be self-sufficient relying solely on the mountain's fruits?
An old, red-butted monkey told him, "Yes, my king, yes. As long as the little demons don't waste the fruit, and when the fruit ripens, they pick any leftover fresh fruit and store it in dried form, there's no need to worry about going hungry when the weather gets cold."
"Besides fruit, what else can we eat?" Wukong asked. "Also, no matter how beautiful and graceful Flower-Fruit Mountain may be, we can't prevent natural disasters or man-made calamities. How will we survive in years of famine?"
These are the most basic people's livelihood. Since he has become the king of Huaguo Mountain, he cannot help but ask about them and worry about them.
"Ah, this..." The roasted horse monkey, known for his wisdom among the monkeys, was stumped by the question. He looked up at the Tongbei monkey standing opposite him, hoping that this old friend could tell him something.
But the Tongbei Monkey is just like him, just a little older and has more experience. How could he have great wisdom?
Wukong sighed: Forget it, I'll figure it out myself.
He felt that his master's worries were completely unnecessary. These little demons couldn't even come up with a reliable idea. Who could be his master?
"Our Huaguo Mountain is such a long mountain range, it can't just grow fruit, right? Are there any medicinal herbs? Don't be too picky, as long as they're medicinal. Annual herbs would be even better."
"Yes, yes, yes." The Tongbei monkey nodded repeatedly, "We have a lot of medicinal herbs on our mountain. Not only are there annual ones, but we also have thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, ten-thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, and ginseng that has grown into human form... We have everything."
The red-butted monkey also came over and said, "Back when the Demon King of Chaos was around, he kept a close eye on these things. He wouldn't let us touch any herbs over a thousand years old. He would only have people dig them up when he needed them for his cultivation."
Hearing him mention cultivation, Wukong also remembered this matter, so he ordered: "Gather all the little demons tomorrow, and I will teach you some simple breathing techniques. If anyone is lucky enough to cultivate well, I have even better techniques here."
The red-butted monkey pressed on, "Are they all the little demons?"
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Wukong was a little unhappy: "If you have something to say, just say it directly. I won't eat you. You are hesitating and it's not fun at all!"
Tongbei Monkey guessed what he was going to say, his expression changed slightly, but it was too late to stop him.
The red-butted monkey said, "Then, my king, I've already told you. Animals like antelopes, elks, and jackals are not of our species, so how can they be on the same page with you, my king?"
Seeing that he actually said it, Tongbei Monkey closed his eyes helplessly, unable to bear to watch any longer.
As expected, Wukong's expression suddenly turned cold, and his usually lively and cheerful tone became steady and emotionless: "According to you, what should we do?"
The red-butted monkey also noticed Wukong's change of mood, but thought he was moved by his persuasion. He couldn't help but feel proud and said in a gentle and persuasive way, "As the saying goes: Those who are not of our race must have different hearts. If the king wants to teach magic, he must first teach us monkeys.
As for the others, Your Majesty's willingness to take them in at Flower-Fruit Mountain is already a great favor, so how could we possibly extend more grace to them? Remember, a little kindness can easily lead to resentment. I'm afraid they won't be grateful to Your Majesty."
Wukong was surprised to find that he could still laugh at this moment.
He laughed so hard that he rolled over on the tiger-skin-covered throne.
At first, the red-butt monkey also laughed, but gradually he realized that the atmosphere was not right, and the smile on his face became drier and drier. In the end, he could only force a smile, which was uglier than crying.
"Hmph!" Wukong sat up straight abruptly, his eyes sharper than ever before, shooting at him like a sword, and sneered, "No wonder Mother said that no matter whether it's the human race or the demon race, the fastest skill to learn is 'forgetting one's roots'.
How long has it been since the devil was killed? You've only had a few days of good times, and you're already trying to emulate his tyranny? When he was bullying you, didn't the elk, the antelope, even the timid rabbits, help you? Didn't they help the other monkeys, too?
The red-butt monkey knelt on the ground, trembling and unable to speak.
Wukong stepped down from the throne, walked up to him, grabbed his collar and lifted him up, forcing him to look at him, and shouted, "Yes or no? Answer me!"
"Big...big...big...King, I...I..." A fishy smell came out, leaving a puddle under his feet.
Wukong frowned in disgust, threw him to the ground, took two steps back, and looked down upon the old monkey even more.
——He is vicious, bullies the weak and fears the strong, and has absolutely no courage!
At this time, Tongbei Monkey stepped forward to plead, "Your Majesty, he is old and confused. Please don't argue with him. I will go and inform everyone to gather outside the Water Curtain Cave early tomorrow morning. I will tell everyone that Your Majesty is going to teach them magic, so that everyone can celebrate in advance."
To be honest, even among monkeys and other animals, the sylvanus is more partial to monkeys. Who wouldn't be partial to their own kind? It's human nature.
But he is different from the Red-Butt Monkey. He has a clearer understanding of Wukong's character and knows that Wukong is broad-minded and not a narrow-minded person.
With such a great king, although the monkeys could not receive more preferential treatment, they would no longer suffer any loss or hardship. In the long run, Tongbei Monkey hoped that Wukong would always be the king of Huaguo Mountain.
After experiencing the ravages of the devil, Tongbei Monkey has realized that nothing is more important than long-term stability.
Wukong stared at him for a long time, until he saw cold sweat dripping down his forehead into his eyes. Then he waved his hand and said, "Go. Take this old monkey out too. I don't want to see him again."
"Yes, my king." The Tongbei monkey carried the red-butt monkey and retreated.
The little demons have all gone out to play, and now only Wukong is left in the entire Water Curtain Cave, which is a good time for him to think quietly.
In the past month, he had been busy playing and hadn't thought about his duties as a traveling demon king at all, so the monkeys took advantage of the fact that they were all monkeys and got in front of him first and stood up to him.
Because of his inaction, the elk, antelope, and others probably thought he condoned it. After all, he was also a monkey, and in the animal world, it was common for members of the same species to stick together.
Thinking of his mother's words and deeds, Wukong realized: I can't go on like this. Now that I am the king of Huaguo Mountain, I must lead all the little demons on the mountain to live a good life. There must be no more oppression. Otherwise, what is the difference between me and that devil?
The most urgent thing he had to do was to select a close minister who was not born in the Year of the Monkey. He did not have time to take his time to examine and select; he had to make his position clear with action as soon as possible.
It just so happens that I have to gather the little demons to teach them magic tomorrow, so I might as well do this as well.
With an idea in mind, Wukong quickly relaxed and took out his cell phone to ask Huang Tianhua to play duo.
However, this time he showed rare restraint and logged off after only playing for an hour.
Huang Tianhua: No, I just felt like you were about to leave?
Wukong: Then you feel really slow.
Wukong: [contempt][contempt][monkey sticks out tongue]
Huang Tianhua: [Anger] [Anger]
Wukong: I have important things to do tomorrow, so go to bed early tonight and get some rest.
Huang Tianhua: No, you are a Taiyi Golden Immortal, what will happen if you don’t sleep?
Wukong: I advise you to go to bed early. Mother said that staying up late can cause brain atrophy.
Huang Tianhua: ???
Huang Tianhua: That’s not what you said when you asked me to stay up late to play duo queue.
Wukong: The past was the past, and the present is the present.
Wukong: Okay, I won’t talk to you anymore. Goodbye.
After clicking send, he put away his phone, rolled onto the stone bed with the tiger-skin mattress and fell asleep.
The next day he got up early, washed up, changed into a striking red robe, and wore a golden crown with red pompoms, then walked out with a swagger.
All the little demons have arrived. With the promotion of the Tongbei Monkey, everyone knows that they are here to learn magic, and they are all very excited.
Wukong stood on a big rock and looked up. He saw these little demon monkeys gathered together, antelopes gathered together, elk gathered together, and a few gray wolves gathered together...
In a word: clear distinction.
This is not a good sign for Wukong.
He wailed in his heart: I shouldn't have been lazy. I've only been playing for a month, how come it turned out like this?
You know, when these little demons were first rescued by him, they were all the same because of their friendship of sharing hardships.
At this moment, Wukong completely understood what Fuli often said about "timing". Many times, seizing the right moment can save a lot of trouble, but the opportunity is fleeting.
He cleared his throat and said excitedly, "I asked you all to come here today, and I think you all know why. That's right, I want to teach you the art of breathing."
If anyone practices well, whether it's a monkey or an elk, whether it's a herbivore or a carnivore, I will promote them and teach them more advanced magic."
The little demons cheered immediately. Although the situation had changed, they still respected Wukong, the king who saved them.
After letting them cheer for a while, Wukong raised his hand and pressed them down: "Silence, silence. Besides this matter, I have another announcement to make."
He looked around and saw that all the little demons in every direction were looking up at him like pilgrims, waiting for him to announce the next big thing.
——As long as it is the king’s business, it is a big deal to them.
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