Under One Person: I Have a Billion Taoist Gods Within Me

Chapter 68 Wugensheng Meets "Sun Wukong"

Wugensheng continued to delve deeper.

The canyon was getting narrower and narrower, and the stone walls on both sides seemed like they might close in at any moment.

The narrow strip of sky had become an almost invisible silver line, and only the occasional rays of sunlight that peeked through the gaps in the clouds could make one realize that there was another world above.

Those patterns are still everywhere.

Densely packed, layer upon layer, covering every inch of the stone wall.

In some places the patterns are sparse, and you can clearly see the direction of each engraving; in other places the patterns are so dense that they almost overlap, like countless thin snakes intertwined.

They extend from the ground to the highest point in sight, covering every inch of the stone walls on both sides.

As Wugensheng gradually ventured deeper into the Twenty-Four Heavenly Valleys, the circulation within his body became increasingly smooth.

The power guided by the patterns is gradually smoothing out the rootless meridians.

Like an invisible hand, it grasped the Qi within Wugensheng's body, slowly correcting his previous rough, incomplete, and even erroneous paths.

That feeling was very strange—

It was clearly his body, and he had trained for so many years, yet at this moment, it felt as if he was truly recognizing them for the first time.

Wugensheng felt as if he was being reforged.

With each step, a meridian is reopened.

With each breath, a key point is re-examined.

It's as if this valley is shaping him into a more complete person in its own way.

But just then, "Whoosh—!"

A sudden gust of wind descended from the sky!

It raised its head vigorously, without roots!

A huge golden figure leaped down from a height of several dozen feet above the stone wall!

The figure was enormous, and its speed was too fast. The height of the fall was over ten zhang, almost the height of a four or five-story building, but the figure leaped down as easily and effortlessly as an ordinary person jumping down a staircase!

Wugensheng had no time to react.

He could only watch helplessly as the golden light crashed down three zhang in front of him!

The earth trembled!

Gravel flew everywhere!

An invisible wave of energy emanated from the figure and spread outwards.

The shockwave was visible to the naked eye. Centered on the golden figure, the pebbles, fallen leaves, and dust on the ground were pushed outwards, forming a ripple that spread outwards!

A blast of air hit him in the face, making Wugensheng's robes flutter wildly, and he could barely open his eyes!

He instinctively raised his arm to shield his face, and was pushed back two steps by the shockwave. He barely managed to steady himself by pressing his heels firmly against the ground!

Once the dust settled down and the gale subsided,

Wugensheng finally saw the figure clearly.

That was a monkey.

"Bang!"

No, it can't be called a "monkey" anymore—

That thing was practically a moving golden mountain!

It's over two meters tall!

Even with his body slightly hunched over, he was still two whole heads taller than Wugensheng!

Its entire body was covered in thick, long hair, which shimmered with a pure golden luster in the sunlight streaming down from above.

It wasn't a dull yellow, nor a muddy brown, but a true, pure gold—each strand like a fine golden thread, shimmering brilliantly.

The gold was so rich and so brilliant that it stood there like a solidified ray of sunlight, dazzlingly bright in the dark valley.

Its limbs are extremely thick.

How thick is it?

Those forearms were thicker than Wugensheng's thighs!

That palm, when opened, could cover Wugensheng's entire face!

Each of those claws was like an iron hook; a light scratch on the stone wall could leave a deep mark!

His shoulders and back were as broad as a mountain. Standing there, the muscle lines of his body were faintly visible under his long golden hair, and every muscle seemed to contain explosive power.

It doesn't even need to move; just standing there, it exudes an invisible sense of oppression that makes it hard to breathe.

It's like a statue made of gold.

A living, breathing statue that stares at you with those eyes.

But that's not the most shocking part.

The most shocking thing is—

It stood up.

It's not like a monkey standing with its body half-bent over and its forelimbs on the ground.

It's not like a gorilla standing with its back hunched and hands on the ground.

Instead, it stood upright, just like a person.

It slowly stretched its back, straightening the spine little by little.

The movements were extremely slow and unhurried, as if deliberately letting Wugensheng see clearly how I was standing.

First, it's my waist.

The thick waist gradually pulled back from its slightly forward-leaning position until it straightened out.

Then comes the back.

Those broad shoulders and back, as the spine straightened, slowly unfolded, like two doors slowly opening.

Finally, there's the neck.

With a slight tilt of its short, thick neck, it steadily supported that enormous head.

Until it is completely straight.

That is a spine that only humans can straighten.

Wugensheng has seen countless animals.

Having traveled all over the country for so many years, what strange and unusual things hasn't he seen?

In the old forests of Northeast China, he had seen black bears larger than oxen; in the deep mountains of Southwest China, he had seen giant apes capable of tearing tigers and leopards apart.

In the deserts of the Western Regions, he had seen packs of wild wolves, whose eyes shone like will-o'-the-wisps in the night.

But he had never seen any animal stand like that before.

He stood as straight as a towering, muscular man.

It stood so upright that it seemed no longer to be a monkey, but a person covered in monkey fur.

Wugensheng's gaze fell on the face of the monkey king.

What kind of face was that?

Short, golden hair covered his cheeks, fine and dense, like a layer of golden velvet.

Its facial features are similar to those of a common monkey—a prominent snout, a flat nose, and a wide mouth.

But that expression—

That was a person's expression.

Its eyebrows were slightly raised, not as an animal's instinctive reaction, but as a conscious and purposeful movement.

That expresses a certain emotion: curiosity, surprise, or both.

His eyelids were slightly lowered, half-closed and half-open, and the light shining through the gaps made it seem as if he was examining an interesting object.

There seemed to be a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth; it wasn't a bared tooth, a threat, or the expression of any wild beast.

That's a smile.

Or rather, it's an expression similar to a smile.

That was a form of scrutiny.

Looking at it.

Thinking.

Wugensheng could even read its inner thoughts from that face: "Oh, finally someone has arrived."

""

"It looks alright."

Let me take a closer look.

Those eyes made Wugensheng's heart skip a beat.

What kind of eyes were those?

His eyes shone brightly, full of brilliance.

His dark, bright pupils seemed to hold two flames, or two deep pools.

There was light in those eyes.

It wasn't the ferocity of a wild beast, nor was it animal instinct.

It is a light that truly thinks and has emotions.

The gaze swept over Wugensheng's body, from the top of his head to his shoulders, to his waist, to his legs, examining him inch by inch with great care.

From childhood to adulthood, countless people have said that Wugensheng's eyes "don't look like those of an ordinary person" and "you can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person."

But at this moment, looking into the eyes of this monkey king, Wugensheng suddenly realized that he didn't seem so special after all.

Because in those golden eyes, the spirituality, the light, the sharpness that seemed to pierce through everything was even greater than his own.

It was even brighter than him.

Even more than him—

It's more like a "person".

Wugensheng was stunned.

He stood there, motionless.

And the monkey king was also sizing him up.

It tilted its head slightly, as if trying to figure out where this two-legged creature came from.

Then, it did something even more astonishing to Wugensheng—

It crossed its arms.

He stood there, his two thick forearms crossed in front of his chest, looking relaxed and waiting to see what would happen.

That posture was all too familiar to Wugensheng.

When I was traveling the world, the old men in the tea stalls and taverns all acted like this when they were watching the excitement.

With his legs crossed, arms folded, eyes squinted, and a faint smile playing on his lips, he was just waiting to see a good show.

But this behavior, appearing on a golden-haired giant ape over two meters tall—the contrast, the absurdity, the indescribable eeriness—almost brought Wugensheng's mind to a standstill.

He looked at the monkey king standing with its arms crossed, at its "I'll just watch and not say anything" expression, and at the hint of mockery hidden in its gleaming eyes—finally, he couldn't help but blurt out, "This...this has become a spirit?!"

"What kind of look is that? Are you sizing me up? Are you trying to figure me out?"

"Are you just watching the show?"

As Wugensheng spoke, he took a half step back and then a half step forward, his steps hesitant, as if he wanted to both stay away from the thing and get closer to take a closer look.

The monkey king watched him leaping and bounding around without even blinking.

But the way he crossed his arms made him look even more relaxed.

Even the curve of her lips seemed to have risen a few more degrees.

That expression clearly said, "Fine, go ahead and jump, I'm watching."

"Can...can you understand me?"

Wugensheng got more and more excited as he talked, and even took two steps forward and waved his hand in front of the monkey king.

The monkey king watched as his hand waved in front of his eyes without even blinking.

But the way he crossed his arms made him look even more relaxed.

That expression clearly said, "Fine, go ahead and wave it, I'm watching."

Wugensheng felt a little uneasy under that gaze, so he withdrew his hand and scratched his head.

"Okay, okay, you're amazing, isn't that enough?"

"But speaking of which, what do you eat, such a big guy like you, living in this valley? Can this valley even support you?"

The monkey king still did not answer.

Of course, it won't answer either.

But its eyes twitched slightly.

The gaze shifted from Wugensheng's face to the deep canyon behind him.

It's as if it's saying: This place is bigger than you imagine.

"Also, you're the Monkey King, right? Those little minions from earlier, were they your subordinates?"

Wugensheng pointed in the direction he had come from, which was the place where he had just encountered the group of golden monkeys.

"They came out first, you came out later."

"Did you deliberately let them see me first while you waited behind? Or were you waiting here all along?"

As he spoke, he suddenly realized something, his eyes widening: "You...you didn't really wait here for me all this time, did you?"

"Did you know I was coming?"

The monkey king still did not answer.

But in those piercing eyes, a hint of something seemed to flash within them—

A smile?

It was truly a smile.

It wasn't that Wugensheng misread it.

The eyes curved slightly, the muscles at the corners of the eyes twitched slightly, and the light in the pupils flickered with a hint of a smile.

It's that kind of "you finally guessed right" smile.

Wugensheng was stunned.

Before he could react, the monkey king moved.

It lowered its arms that were embracing it.

Then, he took one last look at Wugensheng.

That glance was very long.

They looked so good that it seemed they wanted to etch the person in front of them into their memory forever.

From head to toe, from eyebrows to the corners of the mouth, from the dust covering his body to his bright black eyes, remember everything.

Then it turned around.

That enormous body suddenly displayed an agility completely disproportionate to its size!

It leaped up, its two thick hind legs slamming into the ground, propelling its entire body into the air!

Its front paws precisely gripped a protrusion on the rock face.

It was a protruding rock, only the size of a palm, but when its claws gripped it, it was firmly and steadily held, as if it had grasped an iron pole!

Take advantage of the momentum and swing!

Its enormous body drew a graceful arc in the air, soaring higher and higher!

With its other forepaw outstretched, it precisely grabbed a vine hanging down from the top of the rock wall—the vine was only as thick as an arm, yet it held the two-meter-tall giant ape without making a sound!

One more swing!

We climbed to an even higher crevice in the rocks!

The golden figure moved with ease on the near-vertical stone wall, each claw strike precise and each leverage perfectly timed.

Its movements were fluid and seamless, as if it were taking a stroll in its own backyard rather than climbing a cliff.

It climbed higher and higher.

It climbed faster and faster.

In just a few breaths, it leaped several dozen feet high and disappeared into the layers of vines and tree shadows above the canyon.

Only a few fallen leaves drifted down gently.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces.

Slowly and gently, it drifted down from a great height.

It fell before Wugensheng.

Wugensheng tilted his head back, staring at the direction where the golden light had disappeared, and remained motionless for a long time.

He just stood there with his head tilted back, mouth agape, eyes wide open, as if he had been frozen in place.

half an hour.

Wugensheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the few fallen leaves on the ground.

He looked again at his hands, which were trembling slightly with excitement.

Then, he suddenly laughed.

"interesting..."

He muttered to himself.

"This is so interesting..."

"This valley, these monkeys, that monkey king..."

"Li Yuan Dao Zi, how many secrets does this place you brought me to still hold?"

No one answered Wugensheng.

Only the wind from the depths of the canyon blows gently.

With those ubiquitous patterns, it continued to instill in him those ancient and simple mysteries.

The body's internal energy channels continue to circulate slowly.

The power guided by the patterns was still gently smoothing his meridians, inch by inch.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just a minor incident.