Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 231 Up and Down the Mountain, Inside and Outside the Mountain (Part 2)

Deep in the mountains and forests, there is a clear stream and a blue pool.

Chen Xu commanded the puppet soldiers to lie in ambush outside the Jade Pool, watching silently.

The monkeys gathered in an open space by the pool, sometimes anxious, sometimes annoyed.

More questions, like a whirlwind, rained down on the little monkey Twelve.

The big monkey was furious: "Little Twelve, how could you be so foolish? You smelled the healing medicine but didn't tell us."

"If you had said so earlier, we could have gone together and maybe we could have gotten the medicine back!"

A group of other newly awakened monkeys gathered around and mocked, "Squeak squeak squeak, little twelfth monkey, you're so stupid..."

Another, particularly strong young monkey sneered, "So what if this idiot said it earlier? In my opinion, its nose is only sometimes accurate, and what it says may not be reliable."

What kind of healing medicine can cure the illnesses of our ancestors?
Even the Heavenly Lotus can't do that; it's not like our ancestor hasn't eaten such a good thing before.

In my opinion, it would be better if we extracted essence blood every day...

Snapped!
Suddenly, an old monkey with long arms leaped over and slapped the young monkey on the face.

This slammed the young monkey's entire body off the rock, causing it to let out a miserable "howl," its vision blurring and its mind completely blank.

The old monkey said in a deep voice, "The king said that evil magic is forbidden. If you dare to talk nonsense again, Monkey Seven, you will leave our tribe and go find those black monkeys in the outer mountains!"

The young, strong monkey named Monkey Seven immediately sat up listlessly, clutching its head and speaking in a muffled voice, still stubbornly refusing to admit it:
"It's all voluntary! I'm completely voluntary! I'm willing to offer my lifeblood to the Ancestor. Since it's voluntary, how can it be considered an evil practice? Ah—"

boom!
"How dare you say that! The King has already said that this is absolutely forbidden. If you really do that, then you've fallen for those black monkeys' trick. I think you deserve a beating!"

Haven't you seen how terrifying those people down the mountain are? Is this something you can imitate?

I'll make you learn bad things and not good ones!

clap clap clap!
"Ouch, ouch... Uncle Curly Tail, go easy on me! I was just trying to save the ancestor! Awooo, waaaah..."

Another round of slapping followed. Although the old monkey looked shorter than Monkey Seven, its speed was incredibly fast.

Each move left behind a strange afterimage, and bursts of air explosions could be heard from time to time.

Even though Monkey Seven was agile and quick, he still took at least dozens of hard blows in the short few breaths of their conversation.

After this beating, Monkey Seven's once strong and muscular physique seemed to have become hunched over, and his once glossy gray fur was now scattered and disheveled.

It was bald in patches, with red and gray mixed together, looking quite pitiful.

Some of the monkeys quietly hid to the side to watch the commotion, while others cowered behind a nearby peach tree, chirping softly. Of course, some stood by, wanting to break up the fight but unable to do so, and in the end could only stomp their feet and shout:
"Uncle Curly Tail, Uncle Curly Tail, Little Twelve has sneaked into Hundred Fruit Cave!"

"Ouch! Ouch—"

It was still Monkey Seven who screamed in agony.

Monkey Seven was furious: "Ugh, this isn't fair! It was Monkey Twelve who went into the Hundred Fruit Cave, so why am I the one who got beaten up? Ah..."

boom!
Monkey Seven was knocked aside again. The old monkey with the curled tail beat it up, but a glint of tears flashed in its eyes.

“My children, the king is seriously ill. At this time, what harm is there in letting the twelfth child give it a try? No matter what it brings back, it is better to try than not to try.”

"But Little Twelve said that the man is unwilling to change the medicine for our wounds."

A light gray monkey, which appeared particularly gentle, was crouching by the pond.

The monkey sighed and said, "Even if Little Twelve takes our spirit wine, we might not be able to get the medicine he wants in return."

The old monkey with the curled tail pondered for a moment, then said, "Since that's the case, Little Nine, you'll go with Little Twelve. Go...go get our Hundred Treasures Wine!"

Monkey Nine was immediately startled: "Uncle Curly Tail, how can you so easily promise the Hundred Treasures Wine? I... I... I can't leave Hundred Fruit Cave so easily either. If I go, how will you guard the cave?"

"Don't be afraid." The old monkey with the curled tail laughed. "Little Jiu, before you developed your intelligence, your Uncle Curly Tail had already been enlightened for a hundred years."

Although you are young and I am old, you should not underestimate my fighting ability.

Even if those black monkeys come, do you think I can't hold out for a short while?

"Just go ahead. If there's any danger here, I'll send a message, and you can come back immediately."

While Monkey Nine was still hesitating, Monkey Seven, whose face was bruised and swollen from being beaten, shouted, "Old Nine, what are you so smug about? You only know two more spells than me now. If it comes to punching, you're no match for me... Ouch!"

Snapped!
Monkey Seven got beaten up again. It fell to the ground, its vision filled with white light, and finally fell silent in anger.

The little monkeys on the periphery giggled and laughed, carefree, unaware of the troubles their people were experiencing by the pool.

The monkeys' concerns, though complex, are actually quite simple.

The old monkey with the curled tail sighed, its gaze sweeping past the clear stream and pool, and looking toward the stone wall and cave on the other side.

There is a group of monkeys in the mountains who call themselves the Gray Monkey Clan, and there is another group of monkeys on the other side of the mountain who call themselves the Black Monkey Clan.

The two monkey groups live together in this long mountain range. Although they are both monkeys, their territories are far apart, and they did not have much interaction in the past.

Until nearly a hundred years ago, several strong monkeys in the gray monkey tribe suddenly gained intelligence and magical powers, and became monkey demons.

Grey monkeys are born with the ability to brew spirit wine. Even before they gain intelligence, they can brew top-quality wine. After they gain intelligence, the spirit wine they brew has all sorts of magical effects.

It could prolong life, enhance magical power, or promote wisdom, and so on.

This fine wine was originally meant for Grey Monkey's exclusive enjoyment and was rarely leaked out, much less shared.

However, several decades ago, a few injured black monkeys suddenly wandered into the territory of the gray monkeys. Among the gray monkeys were a few kind-hearted little demons who had just begun to develop intelligence. Out of consideration for their fellow race, they healed the black monkeys.

The treatment involved using the monkeys' homemade spirit wine, which, however, sowed the seeds of future trouble.

Despite being of the same kind, the black monkey is naturally irritable and fond of fighting.

They reigned supreme in the northern section of the Wanqiu Mountains, defeating countless ferocious beasts in the mountains.

Ever since learning about the efficacy of the Grey Monkey Clan's Spirit Wine, he has been relentlessly pursuing it day and night, openly and secretly trying to steal more of it.

Fortunately, the gray monkey tribe has a powerful monkey king who can keep the black monkeys in check and prevent them from slaughtering the tribe and causing too much destruction.

After decades of this entanglement, the gray monkey would occasionally be at a disadvantage, and after negotiations, it would give up some spirit wine to the black monkey.

Overall, however, the Grey Monkey King did a good job protecting his tribe, preventing it from being swallowed up by the Black Monkeys and allowing it to continue to grow stronger.

However, this balance gradually showed signs of being broken as the Monkey King grew older.

Especially in the last two years, the Black Monkey Clan has learned the method of refining essence and blood, and a new young and strong Monkey King has ascended the throne. The Black Monkey King's demonic powers have grown stronger day by day, and in a recent battle, he even ambushed and injured the Gray Monkey King.

If the Gray Monkey King hadn't used his secret technique to severely injure the Black Monkey King at the last moment, the Gray Monkey clan would probably have been completely swallowed up on the spot.

Even so, the situation of the gray monkey tribe is not optimistic.

Now it all depends on which of the two monkey kings recovers from its injuries first. If the black monkey does so first, then the entire gray monkey tribe will be in danger of extinction.

This is also the reason why Monkey Seven was so determined to sacrifice his blood essence to save the Monkey King.

Because the Black Monkey has been practicing the method of refining essence and blood for the past few years. The Black Monkey was already more warlike and had stronger combat power. After these years of plundering and refining, the Black Monkey King has risen to power.

If the gray monkeys continue to adhere to their old ways of cultivation, even if the monkey king can survive this ordeal, what will happen in the future?
Thinking of the hardships faced by its people, even though Monkey Seven was beaten and was lying on its back on the ground, two streams of tears still flowed from its eyes.

Tears streamed down my face, and for a moment I couldn't tell if it was from sadness and anxiety or from unbearable pain.

What the gray monkeys didn't notice was that, just as they were discussing exchanging their Hundred Treasures Wine for the "healing medicine" in Monkey Twelve's mouth, a small monkey with slightly darker fur was squatting on a tree in the woods not far from the edge of the Blue Pool.

The little monkey squatted on a peach tree that was at least two zhang tall, looking down at everything that was happening by the pool.

It memorized all of this, then darted through the trees and forest, disappearing into the distance.

Monkey Twelve and Monkey Nine took several grades of rare wines, carefully hiding them in their bosoms. They then bid farewell to the old monkey with the curled tail and prepared to find Chen Xu to exchange them for medicine.

The old monkey with the curled tail dared not stray even slightly from the Blue Pool Monkey Cave. It had to guard the Monkey King, fearing that if it went too far away, another powerful monkey demon from the Black Monkey's side would come to launch a sneak attack.

The old monkey instructed the two monkeys: "Although you are going to change the medicine, don't have too much hope. The king is not completely without a way to heal himself."

The king said that it might be able to take this opportunity to break through to the Demon Core Realm in one fell swoop.

If the Great King can condense his core, then no matter what injury he suffers, it will be no problem, and he won't need to worry about the black monkeys at all.

In short, you must be careful not to get into any conflicts with those people outside.

Humanity now boasts many powerful experts; we shouldn't provoke them too much.

Upon hearing this, Monkey Twelve's entire expression relaxed.

The little monkey squeaked happily, nodding repeatedly and saying, "That's good medicine! I can smell it, it must be good medicine! Don't worry, Uncle Curly Tail, I won't get into a conflict with that person. He's very friendly and not a bad person."

Monkey Nine's expression was more serious, but he solemnly said, "Uncle Curly Tail, don't worry, I will keep an eye on Little Twelve."

"Squeak..."

Little Twelve protested.

It was unconvinced. Even though Monkey Nine was a little more composed than it, how could it have a nose as sensitive as its?
Two little monkeys leaped into the dense forest and darted away swiftly through the mountains.

The Taoist soldiers did not leave; they remained on the outskirts of the Jade Pool, quietly lying in wait.

Chen Xu sat on the mountain peak, by the cliff, admiring the sunset glow on the horizon, and smiled slightly.

So this is the world of demons.

Of course, it cannot be said that all demons are like this, but today we have seen a glimpse of the whole picture.

People always say that demons are cunning, but for some reason, Chen Xu found that most of the demons he had encountered had a kind of innocent charm.

In essence, they are even more honest and straightforward than people.

Even the most ferocious demons are wildly and bluntly ferocious.

The little hedgehog was still sleeping soundly on the rock, with a cushion under its body, the glow of the sunset on its head, and a small blanket covering its belly. Even its breath seemed to carry the breath of nature.

Chen Xu neither cultivated nor entered the kitchen; he simply sat in the rosy light, letting his mind wander, and watched the world be at peace.

Interestingly, even under these circumstances, his cultivation level continued to increase.

[Cultivation Level: Late Stage of Meridian Opening Realm 73.9%]

It has increased from 73.5% to 73.9%.

The primordial Qi gradually becomes stronger.

Chen Xu summoned the white-clad carrier pigeon that had been circling and following him.

He simply uttered a soft whistle, and the white-clad figure landed in front of him.

This white dove is beautiful, with a graceful and spirited appearance.

Chen Xu took out a handful of red jade spirit rice and fed it to the white-clothed creature. The creature gurgled twice, took a few steps, raised its head slightly, walked up to Chen Xu, gently rubbed against his palm, and then lowered its head to peck at the rice.

After Bai Yi finished eating the Crimson Jade Spirit Rice, Chen Xu suddenly had an idea and took out another Crimson Vermilion Robe.

As soon as the crimson robe appeared, the man in white suddenly tilted his head.

Then he leaped forward suddenly.

"Cuckoo!"

Suddenly, the woman in white spread her wings, circled Chen Xu twice, and then landed on his shoulder, nuzzling him against his ear.

Its snow-white little head rubbed left and right...

Chen Xu was both amused and exasperated. He actually saw flattery and fawning on the face of a seemingly proud pigeon.
Finally, the white-robed creature flew down from Chen Xu's shoulder, pecked off the crimson pearl, and happily ate it.

After eating the Crimson Robe, it obediently waited beside Chen Xu.

After Chen Xu took out paper and pen and wrote two short letters, he put them into the small mailboxes on the left and right feet of the man in white.

Chen Xu instructed: "Give this letter on the left to Brother Feng Yuanbai, and this letter on the right to my teacher, Master Wu. Do you understand?"

The white-clad creature raised its head and cooed, flapping its left and right wings, then its right wing, indicating that it remembered everything clearly.

It's a spirit pigeon, a professional homing pigeon, so how could there be any mistake?
Chen Xu trusted it completely, so he gently stroked its back and released it into the air.

Hula la——

The white-clad figure flapped its wings and flew away, about to disappear into the rosy glow of the sky as it ascended into the air.

Suddenly, a black wind abruptly swept in from the dense forest on the east side.

The black wind howled fiercely, carrying a strong stench of blood. As soon as it spread, a strange sense of dizziness would come over people.

Chen Xu sat there, his brows furrowed slightly.

A little further away, Monkey Twelve and Monkey Nine, who were darting through the dense forest, suddenly looked into the distance.

Monkey Nine exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! That's Black Wind! Twelve, is that the person you mentioned who has the best healing medicine up ahead?"

Monkey Twelve panicked too: "Yes, that person is in that direction. What do we do? How did those black monkeys find this place? Squeak squeak squeak!"

In its haste, it forgets to speak human language again.

"Quick, let's go save them!"

Monkey Nine clasped his hands together and suddenly spat out a ball of white light, which enveloped him and Monkey Twelve.

Then the two monkeys instantly accelerated to a speed that surpassed even afterimages, covering dozens of feet in the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xu sat on the mountain peak, stretched out his palm, but slowly and deliberately, and then gently waved it backward as the black wind swept in.

(End of this chapter)