Deep in the netherworld.

"Boom! Boom!"

The strong and powerful heartbeat was as rough and heroic as the Longmen war drum. Every beat of the heart would promote the sublimation of the blood. The three drops of the ancestor witch's blood entangled in Cheng Long's heart were constantly enhancing the activity of his blood, and transporting the blood rich in the breath of laws and power to all parts of the body, meeting the needs of the body's cells and constantly strengthening his internal organs.

"As expected of a creature with holy blood, it only took half an incense stick of time to tame the blood of my brothers. This kid will definitely achieve great things in the future."

At the side, Empress Pingxin, with her arms folded across her chest, was amazed to see Cheng Long refine the essence and blood of her third brother, the ancestor witch, in such a short time.

If Sun Wukong had not been the offspring of Nuwa, she would have wanted to accept him as her disciple.

Unfortunately, such a piece of uncut jade with the potential to become a saint has already been given to Nuwa.

If this had happened during the time when demons and witches were fighting for supremacy, even if Empress Pingxin was extremely compassionate, she would probably not be able to resist killing the other party, let alone giving away the blood essence of the ancestor witch.

The reason why I still want to help the other party is mainly because I want to take a gamble.

Because she vaguely sensed that Sun Wukong had a great opportunity, but she didn't know what it was exactly, but what she was sure of was that even a saint would be jealous.

This feeling comes out of nowhere.

The sixth sense arose in an instant when Cheng Long admitted that he had swallowed the stone spirit and replaced it.

"Thank you, my lady, for giving me the blood of the ancestor witch!" After a while, Cheng Long slowly opened his eyes, stood up and said gratefully: "If you need me to do something in the future, I will do my best to help you."

"I don't need to wait for another day. I am very interested in your secret method of clones right now. I wonder if you can lend it to me to study?"

Even though Pingxin is the master of the tunnel and has a powerful cultivation second only to Daozu Hongjun, when she became a saint, her body turned into reincarnation and was completely bound to the tunnel, unable to get out at all.

Especially since she was born into the witch clan, even her soul was born after reincarnation due to great merits, and she does not have the three corpses of the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, or the Two Saints of the West.

Therefore, she particularly needed Cheng Long's secret method of clone, so that she could create an incarnation that could conceal the truth and travel through the three realms.

"Wait a moment, I need to ask you something."

Cheng Long's clone cannot make the decision in this regard. Even though Sun Wukong is an independent individual, since the two are the same person, they will naturally put their own interests first.

The secret method of splitting oneself into two bodies is Cheng Long's life-saving trump card, especially the second soul, which is completely a spare number and is no different from the original one.

Therefore, the second soul has always stayed in the soul-nourishing jade and rarely goes out.

In this way, once Cheng Long encounters a powerful enemy or dies, he can be resurrected instantly through his second soul. This second soul is a spare number split from his original soul, so naturally there is no rejection.

Since the clone devours the true spirit of living beings and replaces them, it does not originally belong to Cheng Long. Therefore, whether it is Sun Wukong or the Superman clone Long Yi in the DC universe, they will eventually turn into nutrients to help the original body grow.

Of course, that will be a long time later.

He could even leave behind a clone, especially Wukong's clone, which had excellent comprehension and would be of great help to Cheng Long himself. If it weren't for Wukong's help, Cheng Long would never have the powerful cultivation level of the late Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Of course, the fact that Wukong could cultivate to this level in just five hundred years was also due to the good foundation laid by Cheng Long himself. Without Cheng Long's solid foundation, no matter how extraordinary Wukong's comprehension was, he would not have been able to grow to this level.

It is even more impossible to become a descendant of Nuwa and make friends with Niangniang Pingxin.

The clone and the original body have always complemented each other.

If it is not necessary, Cheng Long would most likely not devour them, but keep them to help himself grow.

Sustainable development is a thousand times better than swallowing it all at once.

"Empress Pingxin, I have agreed. I will pass on the secret method to you now."

Cheng Long made a decision quickly and signaled Wukong to teach Pingxin Niangniang the secret method of splitting her soul, but it was limited to the secret method of splitting the soul to devour living beings and replace them. No profound content about the second soul was revealed.

He doesn't want outsiders to know the trump card on which he relies for survival!

But even so, Empress Pingxin, who obtained the abridged version of the secret method of clone, was still overjoyed and excited.

After Cheng Long left.

Empress Pingxin summoned her most trusted subordinate, the Great Wizard Jiufeng, and secretly went to the Kingdom of Daughters...

……

In the Yellow Wind Cave.

After soaking in the hot water tub for a quarter of an hour, Tang Sanzang felt like he was about to be cooked. His whole body was red and hot. There was no doubt that this would be the most painful experience he had ever received since he embarked on the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

It is even possible that you will end up here and become dinner for a group of monsters.

"Brother Sun, why don't you come and save me!"

The disciple Bajie has been defeated by the Yellow Wind Monster. The only person Tang Sanzang can rely on now is Sun Wukong, the mountain god of the Two Worlds Mountain. The little white horse can no longer be relied on!
In Tang Seng's mind, Xiaobailong is a white horse that is not afraid of being lost and has super endurance.

It's no wonder that he belittled Little White Dragon so much. It was really the identity that Guanyin Bodhisattva arranged for Little White Dragon that made him unable to be in awe. The Third Prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea was willing to turn into a white horse for him to ride. It seems that he would not have much power in Taoism, and naturally he was no match for the King of Yellow Wind Cave.

Sun Wukong is the guard assigned to him by the Bodhisattva, and his strength is definitely above that of his disciples and men.

Moreover, in daily life, Tang Seng was also used to Cheng Long's help, mainly for food and shelter, which were all placed in Cheng Long's storage ring...

"The monster inside, come out quickly!"

Just as Tang Seng was enduring the burning pain and standing in the tank where the temperature had dropped slightly, expecting Sun Wukong to kill everyone, Cheng Long's voice floated in from outside the cave.

"It's Brother Sun, that's great, I can finally be saved!"

Tang Seng was overjoyed, and the pain from the large areas of burns on his body disappeared instantly.

Seeing this, the monster nearby suddenly picked up a bucket of boiling hot water and poured it at Tang Seng.

"Ouch..."

When Tang Seng was splashed with hot water, he screamed in pain from the scalding.

Normally, if an ordinary person was scalded like this, he would have blisters and his whole body would be swollen and painful. However, Tang Seng did not have a single blister on his body. His skin was just red and felt burning.

It can be seen that this monk is not as delicate and tender as he looks.

Or perhaps, after years of reciting scriptures, one has developed some Taoist skills without realizing it, making the body more resistant than that of an ordinary person.

"Who are you, young boy? How dare you shout in front of my cave?" The Yellow Wind Monster led the Tiger Vanguard and a group of strange-looking little monsters out of the cave with a murderous look. When he saw a man standing outside the cave, who looked ordinary, he couldn't help but reveal a bit of disdain in his eyes.

"It turned out to be a yellow-haired mink, dressed like a human, but it looked too ugly."

The Yellow Wind Monster in front of the monsters was indeed well dressed, with a golden helmet shining in the sun and golden armor gleaming. The tassel on the helmet was like a pheasant tail, the robe and armor were light yellow, and he was wearing deerskin boots and willow leaf velvet makeup. If he were a person with more regular features, he would definitely look very attractive.

Unfortunately, behind such attire, he is actually a monster in the form of a rat.

"I think you want to court death!"

The Yellow Wind Monster was so angry that he screamed and picked up the three-pronged steel fork in his hand, ready to poke a few holes in Cheng Long's body.

Seeing the king take action, Tiger Vanguard and a group of little demons immediately began to cheer.

"The king can defeat two enemies with one move!" "This guy is dead!"

"King, stab him to death with a fork! Have an extra meal tonight!"

"..."

The monsters shouted slogans louder than each other, but the results were far beyond their expectations.

A stick fell from the sky and suddenly appeared on the head of the Yellow Wind Monster. The sudden change made it panic. It raised its hands and tried to use the steel fork to block the menacing golden stick.

With a bang, the three-pronged steel fork blocked Sun Wukong's stick, but the Yellow Wind Monster's body had already sunk deeply into the ground. His face was pale and he was seriously injured by just one blow.

Such an abrupt scene left the monsters gathered at the entrance of the cave stunned.

Seeing that Tiger Vanguard easily captured Tang Seng from Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, the Yellow Wind Monster and his subordinates subconsciously thought that Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were just people with a false reputation.

However, he did not think about it. How could Sun Wukong, who had cultivated to the Daluo realm five hundred years ago, be the kind of person who had a false reputation and just wanted to make Tang Seng suffer?

But Bajie was really fooled!
Tiger Pioneer had mastered the magical power of escaping from his shell to perfection, and because Bajie was easily careless, he was accidentally deceived by Tiger Pioneer.

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Seriously speaking, Bajie can take on the entire Yellow Wind Cave alone. It is simply wishful thinking for Tiger Vanguard to kidnap Tang Monk.

"Little mouse, your time of death has come."

Cheng Long raised the golden cudgel in his hand again.

This time, he prepared to use one thousandth of his strength, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang instantly turned into a golden light, and smashed on the head of the Yellow Wind Monster with a "bang".

"Crack!"

The three-pronged steel fork, a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, exploded immediately, and the golden hoop, under the strong inertia trend, smashed steadily on the head of the Yellow Wind Monster.

Bang!
Red and white, splashed everywhere.

The clean and neat blow frightened the little demons, led by Tiger Vanguard, into submission.

"It's your turn!"

Cheng Long suddenly raised his head and looked at Tiger Pioneer, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining an evil smile.

What happened next was, as expected, all the monsters that were tainted with evil spirits became dead souls under the stick.

It's not that he has a murderous heart, but there are a lot of dry bones in the cave, including some human remains, and there are tooth marks on many of the bones.

It is obvious that the Yellow Wind Monster, which was released from Lingshan by the Buddhist sect, began to show its true nature once it lost restraint, and began to harm lives and slaughter civilians.

Although the scene inside the Yellow Wind Cave was not as horrifying as that in the Lion Camel Ridge, bones were still piled up like mountains.

There was no rotten meat turned into dust. It might be because the Yellow Wind Monster had been the king of the mountain for a short time. Even if he caught people to eat every day, he could not achieve such an effect.

……

Small Mount Sumeru.

"Lingji Bodhisattva, you must help me today no matter what. The monster has the magical power of Samadhi Divine Wind. If we are not careful, our eyes will be sore from the wind. If it goes on for a long time, we may even be blinded by the wind..." Zhu Bajie, who rushed here in a hurry, began to cry as soon as he saw Lingji Bodhisattva, who was wearing jewels and holding a flying dragon staff.

"You fool, I didn't say I won't help you, why are you grumbling?"

Bodhisattva Lingji cursed with a smile and was about to take out the Wind-Fixing Pill when his expression suddenly changed.

"Buddha, what's wrong?"

Zhu Bajie said cautiously: "Your face looks a little strange, is there something wrong?"

"..."

Bodhisattva Lingji took back the Wind-Fixing Pill and was silent for a while before speaking: "Go back, Tang Monk has been rescued."

"Rescued? Did Brother Sun help?"

Zhu Bajie slapped his thigh and murmured, "That's right, it must be him. Why am I so stupid? Brother Sun is the Golden Immortal. Why bother looking for someone far away..."

"Go back! Stop complaining here!" Lingji Bodhisattva shook his hand with a dark face.

The tribulation at Yellow Wind Ridge was a disaster caused by his intervention in the Journey to the West to share the merits. Now the Wind-Fixing Pill had not even been given out, and the yellow-haired sable was beaten to death by Sun Wukong with a stick.

How could he not be angry?

The merits are gone, so don’t kill the house mouse.

If Sun Wukong did not have someone to protect him and was not destined to be the one to obtain the scriptures, Lingji Bodhisattva would have wanted to kill someone.

But after Bajie left.

Bodhisattva Lingji could not help but go to Lingshan to report the matter to the Buddha.

"Great Master Guanyin, go back and talk to Sun Wukong, tell him not to worry so much, and that he can seek help if he has any problems. Also... don't just beat the monsters to death with a stick. Buddhism should focus on educating people."

When the Buddha heard the complaint from Lingji Bodhisattva, he was also helpless. Sun Wukong was protected by Nuwa, and he had cultivated into a Daluo Jinxian five hundred years ago. Now he was only one step away from the realm of quasi-saint.

There are only a few monsters and golden immortals on the journey to the West, let alone quasi-saints.

If Sun Wukong is not allowed to hold back, it would not be easy for the powerful people in Heaven and Lingshan to share the merits of the Journey to the West.

We can't let Cheng Long and Tang Seng take all the benefits.

Treating everyone equally is the way of human nature.

"Yes, Lord Buddha, I will have a chance to talk to Wukong about this later."

Guanyin didn't care about these things. After all, she was the director of Journey to the West, and all the monsters on the way were killed by Wukong, so she would get a share of the merit afterwards.

The same is true for great Buddhist figures such as the Tathagata.

This was a major event that benefited the entire Buddhist community. Sun Wukong acted decisively without asking for help, and most of the interests harmed were on the side of Heaven.

For example, in the previous stage where the Guanyin Temple was burned down, in the original book, Sun Wukong borrowed a fire-proof shield from heaven.

But Cheng Long didn't even think of asking for help. He directly cast a spell to protect Tang Seng for a night. Now he killed the Yellow Wind Monster, cutting off Lingji Bodhisattva's share of merit. If he didn't secretly warn others, who knows how many participants would lose the merit that should have been within their grasp in the future.

"Guanyin, we can't look back now. You have to hurry! After passing Huangfeng Ridge, next is the Liusha River. Time waits for no one!" Manjushri and Samantabhadra Bodhisattvas said hurriedly.

They are participants in the Four Sages' test of Zen Heart. If they don't warn Sun Wukong quickly, their disguises will not be concealed at all. The Golden Eyes that Can See Through Illusions are not an infinitely weakened version of the Fiery Eyes. Their true colors can be seen at a glance.

"Okay, okay, I'll go tell Wukong right away."

Guanyin had no choice but to go to Huangfeng Ridge immediately and secretly told Wukong to understand the ways of the world and not to do everything by himself.

Otherwise it will easily cause public outrage. (End of this chapter)