Journey to the West: The gods and Buddhas panicked when the monkey was trapped inside him.

"boom--!"

At the top of the Water Curtain Cave, a huge rock weighing ten thousand jin was crushed by Sun Wukong with just one hand.

For three whole years, this intelligent stone monkey led its troop of monkeys to roam the mountains and fields during the day, climbing trees to raid bird nests and swimming in rivers to catch fish, almost turning over every inch of Huaguo Mountain.

When the night is deep and quiet, he climbs up the cliff, sits cross-legged, and practices breathing exercises.

A massive amount of spiritual energy surged into his body, but under Li Chen's strict requirements, it did not enter his dantian or gather his primordial spirit. Instead, it was all forcibly sent into his limbs, bones, muscles, and tendons.

Li Chen didn't understand cultivation. No matter how many online novel settings he had in his previous life, they were all just theoretical concepts in this real Journey to the West world.

But one thing is certain: a strong physical body is never a disadvantage in any system of gods and demons!

Moreover, he will have to go to Fangcun Mountain to become a disciple in the future. If he goes to see Patriarch Bodhi with profound magical power, he will definitely be suspected.

If you simply focus on improving your physical body, you can claim that you have a naturally good foundation, and no god or Buddha in the world can find fault with that!

"Big brother," Sun Wukong called out in his mind, his voice filled with undisguised excitement.

"I feel like I could punch right through this Water Curtain Cave! Shouldn't we head out to sea?"

After three years of quiet development, Sun Wukong's temperament had become much more composed, but the wildness in his bones was still stirring.

"It's time," Li Chen affirmed.

"However, as I said before, we can't just leave."

Sun Wukong scratched his cheek: "Big brother, I get it! It's acting! So how do I act tomorrow?"

"Starting tomorrow, you are no longer allowed to go to the mountains with the monkeys," Li Chen instructed.

"Go to the beach, find the highest rock, and sit there every day, looking towards the sea."

"Do nothing, say nothing."

"To see the sea?" Sun Wukong was taken aback. "What for?"

"Pretending to be profound," Li Chen chuckled.

"If you go to the sea every day, the monkeys will definitely find it strange and will come to ask you what's wrong."

"Then you can take the opportunity to tell them that you've been in Flower Fruit Mountain for three years and are already tired of it."

"You want to go to the other side of the sea and see what's there."

"In that case, your motivation for going to sea becomes perfectly logical."

"It's not about seeking immortality or enlightenment; it's just that wild monkeys are very curious and want to go to farther places to play."

"Although the gods and Buddhas in heaven don't have time to watch over you bunch of ordinary monkeys right now, the necessary procedures cannot be skipped."

"Got it! Watch me, brother!" Sun Wukong grinned and readily agreed.

The next morning, Huaguo Mountain experienced an unusual day.

At this time of day, the Monkey King would usually be calling out to his monkeys to go to the back mountain to pick fruit.

But today, the Water Curtain Cave is quiet.

The monkeys searched everywhere and finally found their king on the eastern coastline.

Sun Wukong sat on a protruding black reef.

The sea breeze ruffled his golden hair as he rested his chin on his hands, gazing intently at the horizon.

His silhouette conveyed an indescribable sense of loneliness and vicissitude.

On the first day, the monkey troop thought their king was playing some new game and didn't pay any attention.

On the third day, the little monkeys came to him with wild fruits, but Sun Wukong just shook his head and sighed, continuing to look at the sea.

On the seventh day, the old ape finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He walked to the reef, his face full of worry: "Your Majesty, you've been staring at this sea every day these past few days, is something troubling you?"

That's exactly what Sun Wukong was waiting for.

He slowly stood up, turned his head, and looked down at the dense troop of monkeys.

"My children." Sun Wukong's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly across the beach.

"This Flower and Fruit Mountain is indeed a wonderful place."

"But I've been in this mountain, in this Water Curtain Cave, for three whole years."

Sun Wukong pointed to the surging sea, his tone filled with longing.

"I'm tired of it."

"I want to know what lies at the end of this sea. I want to go to the other side of the sea and take a look."

Upon hearing this, the monkey troop erupted in uproar.

"Is Your Majesty going to sea?"

"Your Majesty, the sea is too far! We can't cross it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, what if we encounter a great storm?"

"There's a big fish in the sea, it's dangerous!"

The monkeys chattered and tried to dissuade them.

The old ape waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Your Majesty, please reconsider! We are carefree here on Flower Fruit Mountain, why take such a risk?"

Sun Wukong leaped and landed steadily on the beach.

He walked up to the old ape and patted him on the shoulder.

"My mind is made up," Sun Wukong said firmly.

"If you acknowledge me as your king, then help me cut down some dead pine trees, weave some vines, and build me a raft."

Seeing that their king was resolute, the monkeys knew they couldn't persuade him otherwise.

Although I was extremely reluctant to part with him, the king's command was paramount.

The monkeys immediately sprang into action, searching the mountains and fields for sturdy, withered pine logs and supple, centuries-old vines.

In front of the Water Curtain Cave, a bustling scene unfolded.

For three whole days, the monkeys of Huaguo Mountain worked together and finally pieced together a large, simple wooden raft on the beach.

Although the raft was simple, it was tied very securely.

On the morning of the fourth day, the sea breeze was gentle, making it a good day to go out to sea.

Sun Wukong stood in front of the raft, looking at the monkeys around him who were staring at him expectantly. Many of the little monkeys had already started to wipe away tears.

"What are you crying about!" Sun Wukong laughed loudly, pulling up a long bamboo pole and holding it in his hand.

"I'm just going for a stroll across the sea, it's not like I'm never coming back! You all stay home and keep an eye on our Water Curtain Cave!"

"I'll come back to you guys when I find something fun!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong jumped onto the raft without any hesitation.

He suddenly tapped the beach with the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Let's go!"

Using this enormous reaction force, the raft shot into the waves like an arrow, and sped towards the deep sea with the receding tide.

On the shore, the monkeys waved goodbye and chirped.

Sun Wukong stood at the front of the raft, facing the salty sea breeze, feeling every cell in his body cheering with joy.

"Big brother! I'm out! I'm finally out!" Sun Wukong shouted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In his mind's eye, Li Chen watched Flower Fruit Mountain recede into the distance, but a sense of unease began to creep into his heart.

"Don't get too excited," Li Chen muttered.

"Your rickety raft doesn't even have a sail. How do you plan to cross this ocean?"

In my past life, when I read Journey to the West, the book described how the monkey made a raft and drifted to Jambudvipa.

At the time, it didn't seem like much, but now that he was experiencing it firsthand, Li Chen realized just how outrageous it was.

Crossing the East China Sea with just a few rotten logs and a bamboo pole? That's ridiculous!

"Don't worry, brother! I'm strong; I can paddle just as fast with a bamboo pole!"

Wukong didn't take it seriously and swung the bamboo pole a few times in the water, and the raft indeed sped up considerably.

Li Chen frantically tried to reassure himself: it's a law of Journey to the West; the monkey will inevitably reach the Southern Continent when he sets sail.

"Sun Wukong is the protagonist of Journey to the West, the chosen one. His voyage to the sea will definitely be a success...right?"