Dongsheng Shenzhou, proudly coming to the country.

This is a mysterious country, gently nestled in the arms of the sea, and in the sea stands a magnificent mountain called Huaguo Mountain.

The mountains are full of peaks and towering ancient trees, colorful flowers and abundant fruits. They are full of exotic flowers and rare fruit trees. The spiritual energy is extremely abundant. Thousands of monkeys live in the central area, enjoying a self-sufficient life.

However, the outskirts of the Flower-Fruit Mountain are full of monsters. There are several monster kings from the Tribulation Realm, Earthly Immortal Realm, and even Heavenly Immortal Realm. But what is puzzling is that these monster kings never dare to rashly intrude into the central area of ​​the Flower-Fruit Mountain, always leaving the areas with the most abundant spiritual energy and resources to the groups of monkeys.

These monkeys were ignorant and did not know how to practice cultivation. They just relied on the magical flowers and fruits in the mountains to gain a long life of hundreds of years.

Every monkey can live peacefully for at least two or three hundred years. If people in modern society could have such a long life, they would be extremely happy.

However, in Cheng Long's opinion, ordinary people may not be happy. After all, the longer the lower-class people live, the longer they have to work. In the past, they could retire when they were in their sixties or seventies. If they had a lifespan of two or three hundred years, they would have to work until they were at least two hundred years old to retire. Just thinking about it makes them want to die.

"I'm actually in the Flower-Fruit Mountain. Isn't that stone on the top of the mountain the five-colored stone that gave birth to Sun Wukong?"

Cheng Long, who descended into the forest, habitually released his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding environment. Ever since he broke through to the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal in the Wahuang Palace of the Painted Wall World several years ago, the coverage of his spiritual sense has become extremely vast, more than enough to cover the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Withdraw your spiritual consciousness and observe the sky and the ground in a small range.

After confirming that there is no one around.

Cheng Long cautiously approached the five-colored stone, reached out to touch it, and invaded his spiritual consciousness. Soon, a human-shaped embryo appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, like an eight-month-old baby.

"It seems that Monkey King is not ready to be born yet. No wonder there are no gods secretly guarding nearby..."

Cheng Long sighed to himself.

Since his birth, Sun Wukong has been living under the surveillance of immortals and Buddhas. His entire life is a script preset by others, just like Truman in "The Truman Show".

The stone fetus that looked like a baby turned into a monkey after it was born because there were many monkeys here. When Sun Wukong was conceived in the fairy stone, his consciousness was influenced by the surrounding environment and he instinctively chose the form of a monkey.

Secondly, the image of Sun Wukong is derived from the depiction and symbolic meaning of monkeys in traditional Chinese culture. Monkeys are often seen as symbols of wit and flexibility in Chinese culture, which is consistent with Sun Wukong's personality traits.

"Since Monkey King hasn't been born yet and there's no one to look after him, don't blame me for replacing him."

Cheng Long subconsciously glanced around, as if to confirm that there was no one around, and then he decisively split off a trace of his soul and merged it into the colorful stone.

Then, he teleported away without looking back.

……

Wa Palace.

The extremely holy Nuwa goddess, dressed in palace clothes, suddenly frowned, calculated with her fingers, then slightly raised the corners of her mouth with a smile, squeezed out a drop of blood with a flick of her hand, and through the law of space, teleported to the colorful stone on the top of the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

"Although I don't know who you are, but since you have chosen to steal the Stone Spirit, then just be a good child to me!"

Nuwa had obviously figured out some information about Cheng Long, and even sensed a trace of her own aura on him. Cheng Long had stayed in the painted wall world with Nuwa for too long.

It would be very difficult to completely dilute the unique breath of life of Nuwa with just one month of rest time in the Hong Kong variety show world.

What's more, he was able to be promoted to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal thanks to Nuwa's unreserved teaching and answering of his questions, which was based on the way of creation.

Of course.

The most important point is that Nuwa saw the golden wheel of merit behind Cheng Long's head, which was as dazzling as the sun.

A mysterious quasi-saint who has done countless good deeds to save the world would definitely not do something that is against the will of heaven and earth for no reason. Devouring the stone monkey's true spirit must be the reason.

Anyway, the stone spirit bred by the five-colored stone has not yet been born, and Cheng Long's act of devouring Monkey King's true spirit and replacing it is not a big evil in Nuwa's view.

Because at this time, Monkey King has no independent consciousness.

Some pregnant women in the supernatural world even have to wait until they are about to give birth before a ghost that is qualified to be reborn can enter their wombs.

Cheng Long split out a wisp of his soul and devoured Monkey King's true spirit to defeat him. To the goddess Nuwa, the newly born Sun Wukong was still her child.

Especially after she injected a drop of essence and blood into the stone fetus.

When the stone fetus is fully conceived and breaks out of the stone, it will be a complete descendant of Nuwa possessing the divine body of creation.

A drop of blood from Nuwa might not be as good as that from Pangu, but it is definitely not a problem for the stone fetus to give birth to a divine body.

This drop of her blood also made Cheng Long, who had swallowed the stone spirit and replaced it, feel puzzled.

"This drop of blood actually contains the breath of creation. Where did it come from? Could it be from Goddess Nuwa?" Cheng Long, who escaped to the Southern Continent, was completely dumbfounded.

He was too familiar with this aura.

In private, he stayed with Nuwa for a hundred years. During this period, when Nuwa preached to him and answered his questions, she also showed from time to time the laws of creation and the way of evolving life that she had mastered.

"Looks like we have to go to the Wa Palace!"

Cheng Long sighed softly, then tapped the ground with his toes, soared straight up, and appeared in the Queen Wa Palace above the sky.

Now that it has been discovered, there is no need to hide it.

But just as he was about to open his mouth to pay his respects, a beautiful woman in green suddenly flew out from the Wa Palace and said respectfully, "Young man, my queen wants to see you."

"Fairy, please lead the way."

Following the fairy in green, Cheng Long once again arrived at the Wa Palace. Different from the Wa Palace in the Painted Wall world, the Wa Palace in the Journey to the West world was far superior to the Painted Wall in terms of Taoism and spiritual energy.

The world of Journey to the West is a vast universe opened up by the great god Pangu, and its foundation far exceeds that of the worlds of Painted Wall and Marvel.

Even the world of Precious Lotus Lantern is far inferior to it.

The Nuwa goddess in this world is extremely powerful, so powerful that even Cheng Long, who is in the early stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, feels a sense of oppression that he cannot contend with, like an ant, when facing the smiling Nuwa up close.

"Nuwa goddess, I am honored to meet you." Cheng Long said respectfully.

"Why are you so obedient now? Weren't you very brave just now?" Nuwa looked at Cheng Long with a smile, seeming very angry, but there was an unconcealable smile between her brows.

Cheng Long smiled awkwardly and explained awkwardly: "Madam, I just can't bear to see Shi Ling living in a script set by others, and I want to change his fate."

"Since you know its future, you should know that the Stone Spirit is the key figure in the next catastrophe. If I hadn't accidentally sensed it today and covered up your aura, you would have been dead when the two saints from the West found you."

Nuwa doesn't care whether the stone spirit born two hundred years later is Sun Wukong or Cheng Long, but the two Buddhist saints are not as easy to talk to as her. Once discovered, Cheng Long will most likely be forcibly converted.

It won't involve fighting and killing.

Cheng Long's merits are not just decorations, even saints would be envious when seeing them.

Killing him is too risky.

"My Lady, I will not change the general trend of Journey to the West. I just want to do my best to change Sun Wukong's future and make his life more comfortable. That's all."

Cheng Long devoured Monkey King's true spirit and replaced it. In fact, he just wanted to add a clone with potential so that he could go further.

Superman's clone in the DC world has great potential, but is still far inferior to Sun Wukong.

Faced with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he couldn't help but be excited.

"You speak in high-sounding terms, but I'm afraid only you know what you really think." Nuwa rolled her eyes at Cheng Long, then smiled and said, "But now that things have come to this, it's useless to say anything. You should just change your name! You know what to call me."

"mother?"

Cheng Long asked tentatively.

"Oh, what a good kid!"

Seeing a quasi-saint calling her mother honestly, Nuwa was delighted. She rubbed Cheng Long's head affectionately and said with a smile: "My child, mother doesn't even know your name yet!"

Cheng Long: "..."

This is really ridiculous.

But who can blame Nuwa for being a saint?

She also donated a drop of blood to her clone. Once the Shi Ling clone was born, Nuwa would automatically be promoted to a higher generation and become his mother.

Since you're going to be yelled at sooner or later, you might as well just accept it now.

Nuwa didn't expect that he would call her "mother" so readily. After agreeing, she couldn't regret it.

The saint's words are followed by the law. It's okay for Cheng Long to call her mother. She responded, which means she has accepted the mother-son relationship. Heaven will not allow her to regret it.

In fact, Nuwa had no regrets at all. It was only because she saw Cheng Long's merits that she gave her clone a drop of blood to help him.

Becoming mother and son was part of her plan.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer.

That's how the mother-son relationship was established.

Therefore, Cheng Long stayed in the Wahuang Palace, chatting with his beautiful "mother" every day and discussing the heavens.

Time flies, and it is already several decades later.

On this day, Cheng Long ended his ten-year retreat and came out to see his stepmother soaking her feet beside a pool of Sanguan holy water, so he took the initiative to go forward and massage her shoulders and back.

"Mom, you've never soaked your feet in the Three Lights Divine Water before, right?"

As he was rubbing, Cheng Long suddenly remembered that before he went into seclusion, he had used a ladle to scoop up several gourds of Sanguan divine water to drink. His expression instantly became dull.

If my mother had soaked her feet like this before, then wouldn't he be...

"Yes, this was originally my mother's bath water. What's wrong with using it to soak my feet now?"

Nuwa had a smile on her lips, she of course knew that Cheng Long had drunk the Three Lights Divine Water in the pool, but what did it matter? The saint was pure and flawless, and she was taking a bath in the pool just to practice and absorb the benefits of the Three Lights Divine Water!
"No, nothing." Cheng Long shook his head.

Nuwa smiled and asked, "Did you gain anything from this retreat?"

“Not much to gain.”

During Cheng Long's retreat this time, he had only comprehended 30% of the Law of Killing. Ever since he raised his cultivation level to the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan through the Law of Creation, the Law of Killing and the Law of Devouring broke through the shackles and increased from 29% to 30%, which was almost a natural thing.

After all, the laws he mainly studied were killing and devouring, and the law of creation came later and took over, all thanks to Nuwa.

"It's enough to have some gains. Don't be so greedy. How many years have you been practicing? Do you have enough for a Huiyuan?" Nuwa knew at a glance that Cheng Long was very young, but she didn't know his real age.

"My total training time is less than three thousand years..."

Hearing Cheng Long's answer, Nuwa opened her mouth in shock. She was stunned for a long time before she said, "Is this true? You have only been practicing for more than two thousand years?"

"Mom, there's no need to lie about this. I'm sure you must be feeling very sorry. Why do I have such a short period of time in my cultivation, but I have the cultivation of a Primordial Golden Immortal, and so much merit that it makes people doubt whether it is an illusion..."

"In fact, I am not from this world, but a traveler walking through the heavens."

“Where I used to live…”

Next, Cheng Long told his story to Nuwa without any concealment. Except for the existence of the system, he told her every world he had been to and every person he had met without reservation.

After listening.

Nuwa was speechless for a long time.

Cheng Long gently massaged the other person's shoulders.

"Xiaolong, can you summon the Three Pure Ones?"

"can."

As Cheng Long's voice fell.

The Three Pure Ones who stayed in the Painted Wall world to bully the new Heavenly Dao arrived quietly. When they saw Nuwa with a deep aura and Cheng Long standing behind her, the three brothers were about to explore the new world but were stopped by Cheng Long.

"Tianzun, there is a Taoist in this world, so please be careful."

Cheng Long hurriedly spoke out to stop them, in case the Three Pure Ones of the Precious Lotus Lantern world were discovered by the Taoist Patriarch.

The Wahuang Palace is the Taoist temple of my stepmother. Even the Heavenly Dao would not easily pay attention to this place, so he dared to summon the Three Pure Ones here at will.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded and said, "I can feel it. The Wahuangtian in this world is much bigger than the Wahuangtian in my world."

Taishang Laojun bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, I wonder what your current level of cultivation is?"

Nuwa said calmly: "The third level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian."

"..."

Sanqing was delighted.

As they left the Precious Lotus Lantern world, their cultivation immediately regressed to the peak of the Quasi-Saint level.

With such strength, they can only bully the weak Heavenly Dao of the Painted Wall World. If they are discovered by the Heavenly Dao of the Journey to the West World, they can be reduced to ashes by just a few heavenly punishments.

"My fellow Taoists, how do you feel after leaving your original world?"

"Free, freer than ever before."

Yuanshi Tianzun replied without thinking: "It's a pity that our strength is not enough to achieve true freedom, but the three of us brothers are working hard for it."

"Do you need my help?"

"of course."

"Then I will notify the three brothers to come over. With them preaching to you, I think you should be able to break through the shackles and become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian very soon..."

"That's great. Thank you, fellow Taoist."

The Three Pure Ones were ecstatic.

The Nuwa of this world has the cultivation level of the third level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, so the Three Pure Ones who have the same origin as them must also have the strength of the third level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, or even above. (End of this chapter)