Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 180 Three Hundred Years of Peach Blossom Wine
Two years later, on the west bank of the Tongtian River, in the Daojun Palace.

Yuan Ze, clad in full armor, and Fang Cheng, dressed in temple priest's robes and holding a medical book, stood by the railing on the second floor of Daojun Palace, gazing into the distance. Their eyes shone brightly, as if they were intently studying something.

"But a fight has already broken out?"

Hearing the deep voice behind them, the two quickly turned around and bowed, saying:
"Master Dao."

"Ah."

Niu Yi's divine physician Daoist incarnation slowly walked in front of the two, looking into the distance with a distant gaze.

Fang Cheng quickly replied:

"Daojun, the forces led by Tongtian Sect and Fenghua City have completely broken into each other. The two forces have launched a full-scale war, and the outside world is now engulfed in flames."

Niu Yi nodded slowly, but sighed inwardly.

Even knowing that the banks of the Tongtian River would rise and fall, and having anticipated and prepared for this, and considering that throughout history, which dynasty hasn't fallen and been reborn amidst war? But when he actually witnessed this scene, he still couldn't help but sigh.

The number of people he saved in the Daojun Palace over the past ten years may not be as many as the number of people who will die today.
But then the divine incarnation raised his hand, and the Dao Lord Seal quickly appeared in his palm.

"Yuanze, Fang Cheng, have all the mountain gods, local deities, city gods, and others keep a close watch recently. If any demons appear in the world, no matter how big or small, report to us immediately. And every seven days, communicate with each other using divine sense."

"In times of chaos, demons and monsters appear. I have a premonition that as war breaks out and the faith in gods and immortals weakens in various places, demons and monsters will inevitably become restless and start to stir."

Yuan Zefang's expression turned solemn, and he quickly cupped his hands and bowed, saying:
"Yes, Dao Lord!"

"It seems that things have completely descended into chaos over the Tongtian River."

Niu Yi looked at the Hunyuan Furnace in front of him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Above the Primordial Chaos Fire in the Primordial Furnace, a jade fan with a dragon and a tiger swimming around it was slowly suspended, and the aura of the Great Dao of Slaughter and the Great Dao of Water permeated the surrounding area.

At this time, the True Dragon Bone and White Tiger Bone had been completely refined into the fan, but Niu Yi's magic weapon was far from being completed.

First, the White Tiger Killing Sword has not yet been fully refined into the White Tiger. Second, these two forces are still constantly clashing. Once they leave this Primordial Furnace, it will be an earth-shattering battle between dragons and tigers.

Judging from the current situation, it should take about ten more years to completely refine this Dragon Tiger Fan.

During this time, he couldn't leave Rotten Peach Mountain. As for the Divine Avatar, he was the one who sent the God-Locking Chains there. The Divine Avatar himself wasn't good at fighting, so he ordered Ao Xuan to send two letters, asking a few friends to come and help him, just in case.

Just then, Niu Yi looked up and saw an eagle soaring among the clouds. A moment later, it suddenly transformed into a brown shadow and swooped down toward Niu Yi.

Niu Yi, however, remained calm and smiled, simply sitting there quietly.

Sure enough, the eagle quickly descended and landed, transforming into the figure of Sun Wukong with a smiling face.

But then Sun Wukong strode forward, took out two bunches of grapes from his robes, and handed them to Niu Yi, asking curiously:

"Hehe~ How did you recognize me, senior brother? This eagle is me in disguise~ But where is there a flaw in my disguise?"

Niu Yi took one of the bunches of grapes and smiled:

“Junior brother, your technique is flawless, but what ordinary eagle would dare to circle and hover here on this mountaintop? Besides, that eagle is quite clever.” Hearing this, Sun Wukong’s eyes flickered, as if he understood something. He chuckled and nodded. At this moment, Niu Yi continued:

"Junior Brother's supernatural abilities are indeed quite extraordinary. It seems you have received the true teachings of Master. It would be best if you didn't show off in public."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's eyes darted around, and he tilted his head slightly, a sly look on his face. He then offered the grapes in his hand to Niu Yi, smiling ingratiatingly:

"Junior brother understands~ Senior brother, please eat~"

Niu Yi shook his head helplessly and took the grapes that Sun Wukong handed him. He knew perfectly well that the monkey had not listened to his words.

Ten years have passed, and the two brothers have become familiar with each other. It makes sense; if this monkey were so easily persuaded, he wouldn't be called Sun Wukong.

After a moment's thought, Niu Yi patted the gourd at his waist, and a small jar of earthen wine appeared in his hand.

“Junior Brother Wukong, after today, your senior brother will go into seclusion to focus on refining magical treasures.”

"This jar of wine was brewed from the first peach blossoms of the first spirit peach tree I planted at home. I only brewed five jars back then, and now only this one remains. It has been three hundred years since then."

As Niu Yi spoke, he looked at the jar of wine in his hand, a hint of melancholy on his face.

"Junior Brother Wukong, now that I'm in seclusion, it seems we won't be able to meet for a long time. How about we have a drink together today?"

Sun Wukong noticed the smile on his senior brother Guangyi's face, a glint of something flashing in his eyes. He quickly composed himself, nodded emphatically to Niu Yi, and solemnly said:

"Alright, alright, I'll do whatever you say, Senior Brother. Please rest assured, Senior Brother, once you emerge from seclusion, I will definitely host a welcome feast for you."

When he first arrived at the mountain, his fellow disciples all disliked his uncouth behavior. Although they were teaching him on the orders of their master, they were unwilling to associate with him. Only his senior brother Guangyi had never disliked him and had always been kind to him.

The senior brother in front of him was the one who treated him the best, besides the patriarch.

Niu Yi smiled and nodded, but didn't say anything. He just patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and walked with him toward the stone table.

After a while, Niu Yi looked at the empty wine cup in his hand, and then at Sun Wukong, who was walking down the mountain, turning back every few steps, reluctant to leave. He sighed softly.

If this monkey were still showing off within the mountain gate, his fellow disciples would likely be unable to meet in person for quite some time, unlike today.

But the path ahead is for him, Wukong, to walk himself. Nothing in this world will change because of Niu Yi's will. Let's see what this monkey can do.

"Why has my junior brother become so sentimental these days?"

"Senior Brother? You've emerged from seclusion?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Niu Yi was pleasantly surprised. He turned around and saw that Senior Brother Guanghui and Senior Brother Guangwu were standing not far away, smiling at him.

"Hehe~ I was originally planning to wait a couple more days, but the aroma of your wine, junior brother~ has whetted my appetite~"

Niu Yi glanced at the half-full jar of wine still on the table and couldn't help but smile, saying:
"In that case, I urge Senior Brother and Senior Brother Guangwu to have a go at it!"

The remaining half-jar of wine was intended for my two senior brothers, but I never expected that my eldest brother would emerge from seclusion today.

(End of this chapter)