The ancient pine tree had been growing for hundreds of years, and its crown was extremely dense and huge. It was just right for Sun Wukong to use it. Long Yan sat under the shade of a tree with his legs crossed, feeling smug. Sun Wukong was trained by him. If his senior brothers shouted good for him, wouldn't they be shouting good for him? While he was boasting, he didn't know that the crowd's cheers had attracted someone over.
This person was Gu Qing. Today, he was wearing a green cloth Daoist robe and did not wear a Daoist crown. His ink-dyed hair was tied up on his head. When he saw his senior brothers shouting, it turned out that they were watching Sun Wukong practice martial arts. This monkey was quite creative. He practiced martial arts up on the tree. It had only been four months since he joined the sect, and his master was in seclusion. It was said that Dragon Flame had taught him his skills, but he was actually so skilled. There was indeed something unusual about him.
According to Sun Wukong's character, he was not competitive. Perhaps he had been praised too highly by his senior brothers today, so he had forgotten his form and deliberately showed off. Halfway through the use of the cudgel, he actually somersaulted a few times in the air. Everyone was watching with interest, and there was another round of cheers. At this moment, everyone's attention was on Sun Wukong, so no one noticed Gu Qing's arrival.
This Gu Qing was usually used to being pampered by his senior brothers. No matter where he went, the limelight was always his. Long Yan was already a troublemaker in the temple, but in front of him, he was even shorter. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him today and that all the limelight had been stolen by Sun Wukong, he rolled his eyes and a wicked thought popped up in his mind.
He lit up the ink-like paint, and his clear and bright eyes rolled. The corners of his eyes were stacked, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up. A trace of a mischievous smile floated up. His eyebrows were curved and thin, as if they had been specially embellished. The tips of his eyebrows were raised, and there was a faint coquettish look. He pretended that nothing had happened and casually moved forward, choosing the easiest position to ambush. His ten fingers were slender and long, and no matter how one looked at it, it did not look like a hand that had wielded a knife or a gun. Long Yan was about the same age as him, but his fingers were very thick. However, his hands were a little like a woman's hands. If he used them to embroider, he would be very dexterous.
Long Yan's vision was blocked by a familiar figure, and his eyes seemed to be stung. He was too familiar with this person. Just because he fought with him, he would never be as glorious as him in front of his senior brothers. It was also because of this that he deliberately hid a little secret about himself from Sun Wukong. Moreover, up until now, through his observation, the monkey was still in the dark. Long Yan's gaze fell on Gu Qing's hand and he couldn't help but snicker in his heart. There was going to be a good show. He had already vaguely guessed what Gu Qing was going to do to Sun Wukong.
Perhaps it was because of his age, but Gu Qing had suddenly become well-behaved recently. It had been a long time since he had played a prank. Today, he finally had a sudden impulse. How could he not watch this good show? Long Yan knew that Sun Wukong was going to be in trouble, but he did not help him. He was just waiting for the show to begin. He was really too disloyal.
Gu Qing's hands were behind his back, and he was walking as if nothing had happened. In fact, his right hand had already grabbed a handful of stones. He had never bent over since he came here. Although this was an empty space on the mountain, it was usually cleaned up very well. It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to find a stone. He really did not know where he got this handful of stones from. Could it be that he usually carried some stones with him?
Each stone was the size of a peach pit, but as his fingers kneaded it, the stones became smaller and smaller, and more and more shattered. However, he acted as if nothing had happened. To be able to crush a stone with just a pinch of his fingers, how much strength would that require? You really can't judge a book by its cover, and the sea can't be measured by a bucket!
Sun Wukong didn't know that someone was plotting against him. He jumped around on the tree and used all he had learned to dance his iron rod. He had lived in the forest for a long time, and most of the time, he had been searching for food on the trees. What he learned was shallow, but it was also the orthodox Taoism. He integrated this method of borrowing strength into it and felt that his body was as light as a swallow. His feet stepped on pine needles as if they were walking on flat ground. He was just short of ascending. For a moment, luck had come to his mind, and he was able to understand everything. His martial arts had actually grown by another piece.
In just a moment, the stone in Gu Qing's hand had already been kneaded to the size of a soybean. The stone powder slipped down through the gaps of his fingers, and his fingers were dyed greenish gray. He saw that his senior brothers were still focused on Sun Wukong. A slight breeze blew from behind him, blowing in Sun Wukong's direction. The time had come, and a strange smile flashed across his eyes. He imagined Sun Wukong's unlucky appearance and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He really wanted to shout," Ladies and gentlemen, the good show is about to begin…" He raised his right hand and threw it at Sun Wukong.
Throwing a handful of stones would at most catch Sun Wukong off guard and cause him to fall from the tree. With his current skills, he naturally wouldn't be hurt by the fall. He wouldn't run away like a rat, right? This was a little too child's play. Why was he so excited?
He obviously thought highly of me, because he didn't just throw a handful of stones. The small stones left his hand and turned into a hornet's nest. There were probably no less than a hundred of them, and they all flew toward Sun Wukong.
There was a handful of stones in his hand, but now they had all turned into wasps. Each wasp was as long as a finger, and it was terrifying to look at. If every single one of them stung him, even though Sun Wukong was thin and shriveled with no flesh on his body, he would still swell up like a pig!
Long Yan laughed and danced around. He knew that this was Gu Qing's camouflage. The wasps created by this spell looked scary, but they did not hurt people. However, Sun Wukong did not know that he would be scared witless when he saw these hornets. He knew that these hornets could not harm Sun Wukong, so he was not worried. However, there was a lot of fun to watch.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the hornet nest. When the older senior brothers saw Gu Qing, a helpless look flashed across their faces. Although they felt that it was inappropriate for Gu Qing to tease Sun Wukong like this, no one stopped him. They all knew the temper of this junior brother. Going against him was no different from jumping into a fire pit. Moreover, Sun Wukong would at most be frightened. It was all for fun. Naturally, no one wanted to provoke him. On this point, everyone was surprisingly on the same side. This time, Sun Wukong was in trouble. Gu Qing puffed out his chest and raised his eyebrows. It was a kind of complacency from having his scheme succeed.
Sun Wukong was in high spirits when he suddenly heard a strange buzzing sound. Since he practiced martial arts, the first thing he had to do was to train his eyes and ears. When he heard the strange sound, his eyes moved and he saw a black mass of hornets flying towards him. Whether it was Mount Emei, Flowerfruit Mountain, or the current Mount Fangcun, wasps were the most common in the warm season. However, he had never seen such a large hornet. Its wings were more than half a foot long when spread out, and its earthen yellow shell was as hard as iron. The poisonous needles on its tail were dazzling under the sunlight. If they were to stab its body like this…he really did not dare to think about it anymore.
The wasps flapped their wings and let out a terrifying buzzing sound. All of them flew towards him, and none of them chose the wrong target. When did he poke a hornet's nest? Seeing how united they were, it would be strange if they didn't sting him to death. He was already starting to panic…
On the other hand, Gu Qing was already gloating. When Long Yan saw his brother suffer, not only did he not have a trace of pity, but his gloating expression was actually even more than Gu Qing's. The group of senior brothers from the same sect also had wooden expressions. No one actually helped.
Just as Gu Qing used a spell to turn a handful of gravel into a hornet and flew toward Sun Wukong, a neigh suddenly came from the horizon. The sound came very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to have reached the top of his head. Everyone had been cultivating and comprehending the Dao with Patriarch Subhuti for a long time, so they were knowledgeable. When they heard the deep and long sound that seemed to come from the nine heavens, they could tell that it was a dragon's roar. The clearer and sharper sound was a phoenix's cry. Their expressions could not help but change. They did not expect to hear the dragon's roar and the phoenix's cry at the same time. This kind of auspicious divine beast, which had been regarded as high and mighty since ancient times, actually appeared at Mount Innerheart at the same time. This was an auspicious omen. Could it be that some immortal who had attained the Dao had come to visit the ancestor on a dragon and phoenix? It was a pity that the Ancestral Master was in seclusion. If they were to visit the Ancestral Master, they would probably have to make a trip in vain.
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