As the saying goes,"He who touches vermilion is red, and he who touches ink is black."”Ever since King Hou Shi got to know the Bull and Bear Devils and became a powerful devil king, he would travel with the two devils every day, drinking and feasting. Although he wasn't as evil as the Bull and Bear Devils, he was no longer the simple and honest King Monkey Shi he was when he was born. Hundreds of years had passed without anyone realizing it. The Flowerfruit Mountain monkeys had also learned cultivation spells, and the natural phenomenon of birth, aging, illness, and death had slowed down. They had already grown to more than two thousand. This was because the monkey group had grown and the Water Curtain Cave had started to become crowded. King Hou Shi had set the mountain rules to control the growth of the monkey group.
One day, King Monkey Shi gathered the monkey soldiers and generals outside the cave and said,""It has been several hundred years since I returned to the mountain to take revenge. Our Flowerfruit Mountain tribe has grown to about two thousand. Ever since this king has awed the demon world, we can't consume the food and supplies that the demons, devils, and demonic beasts pay tribute to us every year. It's a pity that those tribal brothers who were harmed by pigs, wolves, and leopards didn't enjoy this day.”Speaking of this, King Monkey Shi recalled the past and couldn't help but feel dejected. After a long time, he continued,"Because I have many friends and have many external affairs every day, I don't have enough time to guide you in the mountain. Therefore, the king wants to choose a marshal and a general from you to help the king govern the Flowerfruit Mountain.”
Looking at the monkey soldiers and generals who were chattering and whispering to each other, Wukong jumped onto a huge rock and said loudly,""Little ones! You can recommend yourselves, or recommend each other. Today, you will be your own 'Bole'. If you pass the selection, you'll have the same seniority as the cave leader, and your authority will be higher than the cave leader. I'll also focus on teaching you spells and divine arts, and you'll help me govern Flowerfruit Mountain in the future.”He waved his arms and continued to say agitatedly,"In this election, regardless of age or seniority, anyone can participate. I'll head out in an hour. If you can't choose one, I'll name it directly.”At this point, he put down his arms and swept a glance at the noisy monkey group. He shouted,"There's not much time left. The election begins now!”
As soon as Wukong finished speaking, the monkeys below immediately started shouting. Wukong listened carefully and found that the names shouted by the monkeys in each cave were all the names of the leaders of their caves. He couldn't help but feel happy. He wondered when these descendants of his tribe had learned this set of unspoken rules of the secular world. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think to himself," Perhaps when I was happy, I often told these monkeys about how I used to live in the human world as a beggar in order to find a teacher. I accidentally mentioned the tricks of the mortals in the human world. In the end, these extremely smart tribes learned them.”Understanding this, he made a gesture to the monkeys, signaling them to quiet down. Then, he asked the monkeys,"Have any of you recommended yourselves and thought that you could be a general or marshal? If you think you can, please raise your hand to me.”
The monkeys suddenly became strangely quiet. Everyone looked at each other, but none of the monkey soldiers or generals raised their hands. Wukong was puzzled and could not help but say with some disappointment,"Since none of you are willing to be generals or marshals, then the king can only choose from among the eight branch cave masters.”
However, just as Wukong finished speaking, a monkey soldier raised his hand and shouted at Wukong,"Big…big…king, I…I want to be…be a general!”
Wukong immediately knew that the one who raised his hand was the stutterer Sun Yuanmeng of Cave of Kun. He could not help but say happily,"Alright! Sun Yuanmeng will be the general of our Flowerfruit Mountain monkey soldiers.”
Among the monkey tribes in Flowerfruit Mountain, except for the eight cave leaders and the stuttering monkey Sun Yuanmeng who had received Wukong's true teachings and learned the divine power, the rest of the more than 100 tribes that Wukong had returned to the mountain for revenge had all died of old age. The leader of the Cave of Kun was Sun Yuan. Although he wanted to be a general, he was worried that if he raised his hand, the leaders of the other sub-caves might laugh at him for overestimating himself. In addition, he stole a glance and saw that the other cave leaders did not have any intention of raising their hands."Let the king choose and try his luck. Perhaps, based on his usual performance, the king would take the initiative to make him a general…or perhaps even a marshal.”
Just as the leaders of the eight sub-caves were waiting for King Hou Shi to choose the generals and marshals from among them, no one expected that the stuttering Sun Yuanmeng in the Cave of Kun would unexpectedly raise his hand to express his desire to be a general, and the king even agreed. And looking at the king, it seemed that he was quite satisfied with this little monkey Sun Yuanmeng, who couldn't even speak clearly, being the general. At this moment, the leader of the Cave of Kun, Sun Yuanshi, raised his hand and said,"Your Majesty, Sun Yuanmeng can't even speak clearly. How can he be the general of our Flowerfruit Mountain? Your Majesty, you should choose another monkey!"
Wukong heard this and said disapprovingly,"Those who don't speak fluently usually don't necessarily speak wrongly. Those who were usually fluent might not be right. Sun Yuanmeng recommended himself and thought that he could be a general, and I think he can too. Although his speech is not clear, he has more courage than you and dares to express his wishes. Therefore, he is the most suitable general. Now that the general had been chosen, who would be the marshal?”Wukong ignored the Cave Master of the Cave of Earth Mining and continued to ask the monkeys.
This time, as soon as he finished speaking, from the leaders of the various caves to the monkey soldiers, dozens of them raised their hands at the same time, indicating to their king that they wanted to become an elementalist. Wukong pondered for a moment and chose the most popular Xundong leader, Sun Yuanwu, as the marshal. After selecting the marshal, Wukong asked the monkeys,""Now that Sun Yuanwu has become the marshal of the Flowerfruit Mountain's monkey soldiers, the Xun Cave is only lacking a leader. Who would be willing to be the leader of the Xun Cave?”
The group of monkeys started to shout loudly. Dozens of monkey soldiers raised their hands first. Wukong continued to stir up the monkeys,""You have a chance to do so. You might be the leader of Xundong. If you didn't raise your hand, you wouldn't even have any luck. Luck would be snatched away.”
With Wukong's encouragement, dozens of monkey soldiers immediately raised their hands. After careful consideration, Wukong chose a long-armed female ape to be the leader of Xundong. Wukong was having a hard time naming this new leader. He scratched his ears and thought for a while before looking at the new leader of Xun Cave and saying,""The leaders of the sub-caves are all of the 'Yuan' generation. This king…really can't think of a suitable name.”
One day, Wukong invited his adopted brothers Niu and Xiong to Huaguo Mountain for a banquet. After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the Bull Demon King picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp. He burped and looked at Wukong drunkenly." Third brother, I think that although the three of us are not immortals, we are happier than immortals." Now, even if there really is an immortal who can enlighten me to become an immortal, I really have to consider it carefully.”As he spoke, he reached out and patted the shoulder of the Bear Demon King beside him. Then, he patted the shoulder of King Monkey Shi. He had a satisfied expression on his face." Big Brother, I really can't bear to live such a happy life!"……Hah! Hah! Ha!"
The Bear Demon King looked at the Bull Demon King with a drunken expression and said,"I think Big Brother…is saying that the grapes are sour because he can't eat them." Back then, the purpose of us brothers putting in so much effort to cultivate was to be able to get on the God roll in the future and become immortals, right? If it wasn't for the fact that we've done so much damage to the heavens in the lower realm…"
Although the Bull Demon King looked rough, he was someone who would keep one eye open even when he was asleep. Although he had drunk a little too much, he was still drunk. He saw that the Demonic Bear King had no filter and knew that the Demonic Bear King had drunk too much. He quickly gave the Demonic Bear King a look and said," Second Brother, you drank too much and are talking nonsense again." Big Brother really feels that our current days are…are a hundred times happier than the gods. Didn't Second Brother think so? Hahaha!"
The Bear Demon King had indeed drunk a little too much. He didn't even see the Bull Demon King's gaze. He was still chattering to the Bull Demon King," Big Brother, you've never been an immortal. How do you know that the life of an immortal isn't as happy as ours?" I think the days of immortals are still happy. Otherwise, why do people always like to say 'as happy as immortals' when they live comfortably? He had never heard anyone say that they were living happily like monsters.”
"Humph! What's so great about immortals?" Wukong snorted coldly and patted the stone platform. He stood up and said,"Old Sun will recite the mantra now. Soon, there will be immortals who will accompany us to drink." Eldest Brother, Second Brother, do you believe Old Sun's words?”
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