Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 422 Guanyin's Killing Intent, Six-Eared Macaque Appears

The old white monkey was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, the stone monkey chimed in, "Yes, with your skills, old white monkey, which monkey on Flower Fruit Mountain can rival you? You are the only one worthy of being the Monkey King."

The old white monkey was immediately dumbfounded. He made the stone monkey the monkey king in order to further stimulate the stone monkey's desire for immortality, to get the stone monkey to go to sea, and for the future prosperity of his Buddhist sect. How did it become that he wanted to be the monkey king?

The old white monkey quickly waved his hand in refusal, saying, "I'm so old, and my energy is waning. How can I still be the Monkey King? This position should be given to you young people."

The gray monkey laughed, "Ambition knows no age; without ambition, a hundred years is wasted. I think the old white monkey is most suitable to be the monkey king. Just say the word, and I'll be the first to support you."

"Me too!"

The stone monkey echoed his agreement.

Not only did the old white monkey fail to persuade the stone monkey, but he was also encouraged by the stone monkey and the big gray monkey to become the monkey king. He had no choice but to make up an excuse and flee in a panic.

The stone monkey and the gray monkey exchanged a glance and smiled at each other, everything understood without a word.

For a while afterward, the old white monkey intentionally or unintentionally tried to guide the stone monkey to become the monkey king, but each time the stone monkey refused firmly, or the big gray monkey interfered and ruined the plan. After several such incidents, the old white monkey was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Is this big gray monkey doing it intentionally or unintentionally? Why does it keep going against him?

Time flies, and another two or three years have passed. On this day, thousands of monkeys from Flower Fruit Mountain gathered in front of a waterfall.

It was summer, the season with the most rain. The waterfall cascaded down, its torrents flowing endlessly, creating a misty spray and splashing water, giving it the appearance of surging waves crashing against the shore!

A poem says:

A white rainbow rises, and a thousand-foot snow wave flies.

The sea breeze blows relentlessly, and the river reflects the winding path.

Cool air scatters across the green peaks, while the remaining stream moistens the verdant hills.

The famous gurgling waterfall really looks like leaning on a curtain.

Countless monkeys, big and small, young and old, gathered together, all watching with great interest the cascading waterfall before them, the water splashing on their bodies, a refreshing and invigorating sensation.

"I haven't seen such a large body of water in a long time! This waterfall is truly a blessing bestowed upon my Flower Fruit Mountain by heaven and earth!"

One of the monkeys exclaimed in genuine amazement.

The old white monkey hid among the monkey troop, its eyes darting around. Seeing the rapids of the waterfall, a thought suddenly struck it. The stone monkey was very clever; since it couldn't lure the waterfall itself, it would let someone else try.

The old white monkey flicked his finger, and a wisp of golden light flew into the body of a yellow monkey whose seniority was second only to the old white monkey.

The yellow monkey shivered, a fleeting cloudiness crossing its eyes before quickly clearing again. It danced with excitement, exclaiming, "Beautiful water! Beautiful water! This waterfall comes from the sky, rushing down without end! We have so many monkeys on Flower Fruit Mountain, but who dares to cross this waterfall and explore its source? Whoever can go in and out unharmed will be hailed as king! What do you all think?"

The big yellow monkey's words immediately caused an uproar among the monkey troop. A strong, large black monkey eagerly shouted, "I want to try!"

"I want to try it too!"

Count me in!

Before long, dozens of monkeys excitedly stepped forward; the position of monkey king was too attractive to them.

The stone monkey was also eager to try. "Old Grey, what do you think, should I give it a shot?"

The gray monkey shook its head at the stone monkey, "Being the monkey king isn't so easy. In my opinion, it's better not to be the monkey king."

After the gray monkey finished speaking, he glanced meaningfully in the direction of the old white monkey.

The stone monkey, being so clever and intelligent, immediately understood what the gray monkey meant. He pulled the gray monkey back a step and began to quietly watch the excitement, never mentioning the struggle for the position of monkey king again.

The actions of the stone monkey and the gray monkey were all observed by the old white monkey. Seeing that the stone monkey had been persuaded and even wanted to compete for the position of monkey king, but was thwarted by the gray monkey, the old white monkey was so angry that he could hardly speak.

It's all that gray monkey's fault. If it weren't for the gray monkey constantly causing trouble, the stone monkey would probably have been the monkey king for who knows how many years.

But right now, the old white monkey can no longer encourage the stone monkey to fight for the position of monkey king. That would be too obvious, and with the stone monkey's shrewdness, it would definitely be noticed.

Encouraged by the crowd, dozens of monkeys walked to the edge of the cliff. They looked down and saw the waves crashing against the shore and the current extremely rapid. They also saw that the waterfall on the opposite side was far away. Their initial enthusiasm was suddenly extinguished.

We looked at each other, neither daring to make the first move. This waterfall was no joke; if we made a mistake, we'd be dead.

After an unknown amount of time, a muscular, blond monkey took a step back, its face showing fear. "The current is too strong, I'm not playing anymore."

After saying that, the monkey blushed and quickly retreated back into the monkey troop.

Once the first one appeared, a second one followed, and before long, dozens of monkeys scattered in a flurry, and not a single one could be seen.

Among the monkey troop, the old white monkey silently clenched his fists, a murderous intent flashing through his mind. No, he had to get rid of that gray monkey, otherwise his Buddhist plan would never be able to take its first step.

A few months later, the old white monkey came to invite the gray monkey to eat peaches. The gray monkey happily agreed. The stone monkey also wanted to go, just then the big black monkey came to invite the stone monkey to drink the monkey wine he had just brewed.

So the stone monkey followed the big black monkey to taste the monkey wine, while the gray monkey was taken away by the old white monkey to taste the peaches.

The old white monkey led the gray monkey into a very remote part of Flower Fruit Mountain before stopping and coldly asking the gray monkey, "Just who are you?!"

The gray monkey knew that the old white monkey had already noticed something was wrong with him, so he didn't hide it anymore and swaggered out, "I am the Mischievous Demon King of the Dirty Cave of Kanyuan Mountain!"

After saying that, the gray monkey transformed and revealed its true form, which was about three meters tall, with a strong physique and bulging muscles. An extremely strong pressure slowly spread around it.

"Kanyuan Mountain, Dirty Cave, Demon King of Chaos?"

The old white monkey clearly hadn't heard of this name. He sized up the Mischievous Demon King, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "Do you even know who I am?"

"Who is it?"

The Mischievous Demon King looked puzzled. His teacher had only instructed him to come and keep a close watch on the Stone Monkey, but hadn't said who was trying to harm him.

"I am the Venerable One of Buddhism, the Greatly Compassionate Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva!"

As the last word fell, the old white monkey suddenly revealed its true form. Its hair was tied in a coiled dragon bun, and it wore a plain silk robe. Its eyebrows were like crescent moons, its eyes like twin stars, its jade-like face was filled with joy, and its lips were a touch of red. It held a pure bottle of sweet dew and a willow branch. An indescribable terrifying aura slowly spread outwards from Guanyin Bodhisattva as the center.

From a distance, although Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Demon King were of vastly different sizes, the Demon King was retreating repeatedly, his rugged face filled with fear!

The old white monkey was actually Guanyin Bodhisattva, the supreme deity of Buddhism.

"Although we don't know who sent you to approach the Stone Monkey, anyone who obstructs the flourishing of Buddhism will be killed without mercy!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's expression was extremely calm. She stretched out her slender hand and slapped the Demon King from a distance.

With the power of a quasi-saint, this strike possessed overwhelming force, enough to crush the Demon King into nothingness.

With this palm strike, the power of the laws surged, and countless mysterious lights flowed. The Chaos Demon King felt as if his entire body was frozen, unable to move, and he couldn't even cry for help.

Just as Guanyin Bodhisattva's overwhelming palm force was about to engulf the Demon King, a calm yet sharp voice suddenly rang out from the surrounding area.

"Is this how a revered Buddhist deity like Guanyin Bodhisattva bullies the weak?"

(End of this chapter)