Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

"I should not interfere in the contest between Marquis Wen and King Black Wind, but I hope that innocent lives will not be harmed."

Uncle Nine gripped the peach wood sword upside down and pushed his hand away.

Following his gaze, the aftershocks of their battle were only a dozen miles away from the village at the foot of the mountain. If they continued fighting with all their might, Black Wind Mountain would soon become a dead end.

The fault does not lie with the Black Bear Spirit, but with Lü Bu.

The military aura cultivated by Lü Bu emphasizes absorbing all kinds of energy to condense into weapons. However, thanks to the black bear spirit's magical power, the ecological environment of Black Wind Mountain was not devastated.

“Troublesome…” Lu Bu thought for a moment, but did not continue to make a move.

There was no way around it; having reached this point in the God Realm, he hadn't been without progress.

If it were according to his old temperament, he would naturally ignore everything and pick up his halberd to give you a good beating. But now that he has been in the Main God Space for a long time and has been through many near-death experiences, he has learned what it means to listen to others and eat well.

The main point is to listen to advice.

Seeing that Lu Bu had indeed stopped after being persuaded by Uncle Jiu, the Black Bear Spirit secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The black wind swirled past, transforming into human form. He put away the steel fork, walked up to Uncle Nine, and cupped his hands in greeting. His attitude was much better than before: "I am very grateful for the kind words from this Taoist priest. Now that Master Jinchi's remnant soul has been dispelled, does the Taoist priest have anything else to attend to? If not, why don't you come and sit in my cave?"

"Your Majesty is too kind. However, I have two disciples waiting for me at the foot of the mountain..."

When invited by a demon king, Uncle Nine was naturally interested, especially since the demon king was capable of fighting Lu Wenhou to a standstill.

Who is Lü Bu? More than ten years ago, he was one of the top figures in the God Realm.

When he first entered the industry, Lü Fengxian was already a renowned figure in the God Realm.

He was able to make a name for himself in such a short time thanks to the beings of all the heavens and myriad worlds.

According to some busybodies, of the hundred Chinese reincarnators on the leaderboard, at least forty were his disciples, thirty had received favors from him, and the remaining thirty had made some kind of deal with him.

Because of these factors, when he first participated in high-level missions, he basically didn't have to do anything; the big shots on the leaderboard would be busy helping him.

"Master, just tell me the location, and I'll send two fast-moving little demons to fetch your disciple." The black bear demon waved his hand, grabbed Uncle Nine's arm, and headed up the mountain. When he passed Lu Bu, he glanced at him and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "As the saying goes, no fight, no friendship. If Lord Wen doesn't mind my humble abode, you're welcome to come up the mountain for a gathering."

“Alright.” Lu Bu thought for a moment. The mission issued by the main god was exploration, and the reward would be calculated after death. Since he had a free life, it wouldn’t be a pity to die. He might as well go to the cave and see if he could get the black bear spirit to tell him what exactly happened in this world.

Before long, the three who had been fighting to the death returned to the Black Wind Cave.

The scholar in white was waiting anxiously when he saw the three men approaching in a friendly manner, which puzzled him.

"Brother, come and see my two new friends." The black bear spirit put his arm around the white-robed scholar's shoulder and introduced them one by one: "This is Lin Fengjiao, the Taoist priest of Maoshan, and this is Lü Bu, the Marquis of Lü Wen."

"Lord Wen, Lü Bu?" The scholar in white raised an eyebrow.

He was not present when Lü Bu fought the Black Bear Spirit, so he only knew the name but had never seen the person. Now that he saw the person in person, he couldn't help but be amazed.

This person looks exactly like Lü Bu from the Three Kingdoms period. If you didn't know better, you would think that Lü Bu had come back to life.

And what about the Taoist priests of the Maoshan School, like Lingbao Tianzun?

"Are you that flower snake spirit? Weren't you killed by Sun Wukong's staff on the journey to the west?" Uncle Nine was wondering how the white-robed scholar had come back to life, but he didn't dare to ask because of the situation. Unexpectedly, Lu Bu was straightforward and blurted out the truth.

The white-robed scholar's lips twitched at the question. It was only because he wasn't a real snake spirit that he realized a fight was inevitable, given Lu Bu's questioning style.

"Hahaha, you two are unaware of the truth..." The Black Bear Spirit laughed twice, invited everyone to sit down, and arranged for the little demons to serve fruits and tea. He then explained everything from how he was subdued by Guanyin Bodhisattva on the journey to the West, to how he was conscripted by the Monkey King when he rebelled against Heaven for the second time after the journey ended, and how he learned the art of reversing death and being reborn from the Bodhisattva.

"Reversing death and being reborn?" Uncle Nine thought of the ghost in the valley, and then looked at the white-robed scholar with his pure and spiritual light. These two were actually products of the same resurrection technique.
"Actually, there was another brother... But he's dead, so let's not talk about him." The black bear spirit sighed, thinking of Ling Xuzi, who refused to drink the blood essence of his own kind to prolong his life.

"Could I possibly learn this method?" Upon hearing about the so-called side effects, Lu Bu not only didn't find anything wrong with it, but instead inquired with great interest.

It's nothing else. The cost of resurrecting others in the God Space is too high. If he mastered this kind of technique, wouldn't he be able to bring back all of his fallen troops?
"That's impossible. I only know how it works, but not why. If I want to learn it, I have to go to the South Sea and find Guanyin Bodhisattva." The black bear spirit shook his head. Not to mention that he didn't know how, even if he did, how could he pass on such a technique? If the Bodhisattva found out, she would probably cut off his bear paw to eat with her wine.

"How does the Guanyin of the South Sea compare to you in strength?" Lü Bu then asked.

"I dare not compare myself to a Bodhisattva." The Black Bear Spirit was startled by Lu Bu's question.

Dude, do you really want to go?

This person must be crazy, daring to even touch the tiger's whiskers of a Bodhisattva.

In this world of the Three Realms and Six Paths, there are only a handful of powerful beings who dare to say they can definitely defeat Guanyin; you can count them on two hands.

"Such a big difference?" Lu Bu could tell from the Black Bear Spirit's reaction that there was an absolute gap in strength, and then he began to think.

This shouldn't be the case.

He had visited the original Journey to the West, and he had even fought against Guanyin and the Monkey King.

Although Guanyin is strong, she is no match for the monkey. She mainly relies on her magical weapons to maneuver and suppress him.

How come the Guanyin in this world is so powerful?

"And what about the monkey? How does your fighting strength compare to the monkey's?" Lu Bu then asked.

"Never comparable to the Great Sage," the Black Bear Spirit continued, shaking his head.

That thief Lü Bu is truly insane; why does he enjoy competing with those he can't beat?

He originally thought he was almost on par with the monkey, until he himself put on the golden headband and felt that his magical power had been sealed off. Only then did he understand how Sun Wukong had caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

Later, at the invitation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he joined forces with Huangfeng Dasheng, Baiyan Mojun, Huangmei Zhenren, Niu Mowang, and Yang Jian to besiege Sun Wukong, where he witnessed firsthand what it meant to be the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

In that battle, only Yang Jian and the Bull Demon King were truly capable of fighting the Monkey King.

Don't you see, even if Sun Wukong had been given the six great spiritual vessels after his death, they wouldn't have been able to refine them. They either had to integrate them into objects or keep them hidden away, otherwise they would have suffered the consequences.

"I see..." Lu Bu took a sip of wine and remained silent.

No wonder the main god is so generous; the level of this world is frighteningly high.

Should we just run away?

Frankly, given the current level of this world in Black Myth, he had some doubts about whether he could successfully return to the Main God Space if he encountered these powerful beings. At their level, destroying the physical body without harming the soul was incredibly easy.

If they fall into their hands, even suicide might be a problem.

There's even a spell that can resurrect someone; it's just so despairing to think about.

"Where is the Great Sage's 'eye' located?" Uncle Nine asked.

In the myriad realms, all sorts of derivative works have emerged endlessly. He had seen many of them, so he wasn't particularly surprised by the death of Sun Wukong in this world. Instead, he asked questions out of sheer curiosity.

The main god only said to explore; even if you can't take anything with you, just taking a look will increase your mission progress.

"It's on the pagoda at the top of the mountain. If you two are interested, I can take you there to see it." The black bear spirit didn't care about revealing the location of his spiritual essence.

After all, the five demon kings had become famous throughout the demon realm since they defeated Sun Wukong.

Who in the world doesn't know that five of Sun Wukong's six senses were taken by them?
Those who don't know the truth assume they are too powerful to dare to rob them, while those who do know the truth would not interfere and ruin the Heavenly Court and Mount Ling's plans.

Therefore, the root of their potential has always been safely and securely placed in their hands.

The two demons then used their respective abilities to reach the mountaintop, where pagodas stood in rows, their gray-blue bodies covered in moss, and copper bells on the eaves swaying gently in the wind. A seven-story pagoda stood in the very center, the robes of the flying apsaras in the reliefs on the pagoda walls seemingly fluttering, and the gilded spire pierced through the clouds, a point of golden light shimmering on the top of the pagoda.

The black bear demon raised his hand to release the seal, and the golden light transformed into a stream of light that fell into his palm, where it took the form of a glass-like object containing a lark: "I have tried many methods, but I have not been able to refine this eye root. The divine power of the Great Sage is indeed beyond the comprehension of a little demon like me."

"If I can refine it, will this weapon be mine?" Lu Bu took the 'Eye of Joy', a greedy glint in his eyes.

"Of course, such a treasure should belong to the virtuous." The black bear spirit readily agreed. Since someone was willing to take on this hot potato, he naturally had no reason to object.

"Good! Haha! My virtue, Lü Bu, is known to all, both in heaven and on earth. Do you have any objections, Taoist?" Lü Bu's palm ignited with blood energy. He was not going to concede any responsibility to Sun Wukong.

"Wenhou, please do as you please." Uncle Nine shook his head. He had neither the grounds to refute nor the ability to refute.

To put it bluntly, Lü Bu was only willing to give him some face because of the friendship with his disciples.

Seeing that Lü Bu had already begun to act, the white-robed scholar rubbed his temples, unsure whether he should send a message to his elder brother.

The fate of all these forces is unknown, and they are left to their own devices. Leaving aside the schemes of the Heavenly Court and Mount Ling, that monkey is probably really going to die.

Just then, the appearance of a wolf demon gave him a glimmer of hope.

A ball of fire shot up from the mountain and landed in front of the black bear spirit, solidifying into a wolf demon wielding a double-headed longsword.

"Guangzhi? What are you doing here?" the black bear spirit asked in astonishment.

Elder Jinchi is dead, but this matter cannot be blamed on Guangzhi and Guangmou.

"The monkey! The monkey is back, it went up the mountain with a monk!" Guangmou gasped for breath, swallowing hard before he could catch his breath.

"A monkey and a monk?" The black bear spirit was stunned; this combination seemed familiar.

"Do you know who that monk is?" the white-robed scholar asked. The monkey was undoubtedly a chosen one, but where did this monk come from?

"I don't know. That monkey's staff technique was fierce, and I was no match for him. If it weren't for Junior Brother Guangmou risking his life to buy time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get up the mountain." Guangzhi coughed heavily, vomited a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground, dead.

The monkeys are here, this...

The black bear spirit glanced at Lu Bu, who was absorbing the joy in his eyes, and then at the white-robed scholar beside him. Finally, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and decided to ignore the matter altogether. He transformed into a wisp of black wind and fled for his life.

The scholar in white ignored the Black Bear Spirit's escape. As long as the chosen one arrived, it didn't matter whether the guard was the Black Bear Spirit or Lü Bu. It was just a pity that he couldn't test the guy's strength for his elder brother beforehand. Let's just watch the battle.

Only Uncle Nine stood there, stunned and at a loss, because he could smell the scent of his two disciples on Guangzhi.

You're really causing your teacher a lot of trouble...

Uncle Nine sighed and gave up the idea of ​​leaving as well.

A teacher for a day is a father for life. Although he has countless disciples in the myriad realms, many of whom have become immortals and ancestors, in his heart, they are not as good as these two good-for-nothing disciples.

……

"It's a real pity that the wolf demon got away."

At the foot of Black Wind Mountain, in a dilapidated temple, Feng Lang raised his hand and fired a palm laser, turning the charging, bony figure into powder.

Behind him, the man of destiny, dressed in tattered clothes, stood silently in place, waiting for his two fellow disciples, who were running around, to finish looting the treasures.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are characters in Mr. Vampire, notorious troublemakers and traitors in all the worlds.

To be honest, he was a little confused to run into them here.

Through conversation, Feng Lang learned that reincarnators not only come from the real world, but also from many dungeon characters, who, if destined, will be chosen by the main god.

Moreover, they said that their master went up the mountain to exorcise demons.

A few moments.

After Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai finished their looting, they came to the courtyard with great joy, took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into Sun Wukong's hand: "Brother Monkey, we brothers won't let you work for nothing, please accept these pills."

The monkey nodded and casually put the pill back into its gourd.

"So aloof, not saying a word," Wen Cai muttered, pursing his lips.

Feng Lang said he had a lot to say about this, saying that the Monkey King didn't utter a single word during the month-long journey from Flower Fruit Mountain to Black Wind Mountain.

However, none of this is a big deal. According to the woodcutter, all six of Monkey King's senses have been removed. The reason he looks like this now is probably because of this. Once he gathers all six senses and returns to his rightful place, all the problems will be solved.

“If you two have nothing else to do, let’s go up the mountain.” Feng Lang looked up at the top of Black Wind Mountain. The Black Bear Demon had stolen the Great Sage’s eye, and this time he was determined to make him vomit up everything he had eaten.

Just then, a sudden change occurred. A ferocious, blood-red Dharma image rose abruptly from the mountaintop, looking down at the monkey and his companions.

Upon closer inspection, the double pupils in the eyes of that Dharma image were particularly striking. (End of Chapter)