The temple gate was pushed open vigorously, and the moonlight shone in. Outside the moon gate was a huge black shadow, and the fluorescent light from the universe in the temple was painted in the temple to illuminate the black shadow.

The mandrill is a huge monkey, cruel and aggressive, able to kill mountain wolf, leopard, not afraid of tiger, black bear, and is a domineering bully in the mountains. Outside the door is a mandrill, a demon, wearing an exquisite fish scale armor, a bow bag on his waist, and a nine-ring sword in his hand. His face is sour, his face is abominable, his two fangs are exposed from the corner of his mouth, his eyes are full of hostility and murderous intent.

Although she was facing the door, the fishy demonic wind still made Jiang Xiaozhi feel cold on her back. Thinking that this was the monster who rushed into the village to kill her adoptive parents, Jiang Xiaozhi immediately closed her eyes by the scene that day. If she hadn't been thinking about her brother, she would have fainted.

"Pen!"

Wang Fang's voice made Jiang Xiaozhi, who had closed her eyes, immediately opened her eyes again, and quickly placed the ink-dip pen in Wang Fang's hand.

The arrival of the monster did not cause Wang Fang to feel distracted. He fell down with his pen, and a stubborn stone cracked on the paper, and a stone monkey emerged from the stubborn stone...

The mandrill outside the temple gate had already seen Wang Fang who was writing quickly, and saw Jiang Xiaozhi, who was trembling but insisting on grinding, and also saw the painting of the world unfolding in front of him.

The mandrille grinned and looked at him disdain... The painting scroll Qiankun sounded scary, but he could also capture some low-minded beast monsters. As a demon general with a level 12, even if the painting master of the 15th level is intimate, he might not be able to introduce himself into the painting scroll Qiankun.

The yellow-haired child is really ignorant of the world.

The mandrill coughed and spit it on the ground with thick phlegm, then stepped into the temple...

At this time, in the painting scroll in the temple, the stubborn stone on the top of the cliff suddenly burst, and a stone monkey churned out from it. Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, the rays of light were shining, the waterfalls flowed against the flow, the rivers and seas rushing, and the heavenly court flashed above the colorful auspicious clouds, some gods were amazed, and some immortals bowed their heads.

Look at the stone monkey again. After she was born, she stood on the top of the cliff and worshiped all directions, with golden light on her eyes and stormed into the Dou Mansion. It seemed that the sky was vast and the earth was vast. Looking around, I was the only one!

The mountain mandrill, who was disdainful just now, has never seen such a spiritual object that seizes the creation of heaven and earth? Have you ever seen this auspicious sign that is inverted by the world? But the spiritual object and I belong to the monkey tribe, and the spiritual roots are born from the source. This stone monkey is so majestic and so charming, like... If it were me, how great it would be...

As soon as this thought came out, the mandrill looked tense and his eyes were dumbfounded. He took another step forward and entered the painting world.

At this point, the stone monkey is a mandrill, and the mandrill is also a stone monkey.

When Jiang Xiaozhi heard that there was no sound outside the door and the demonic energy disappeared, she plucked up the courage to look back and found that the monster was gone... Jiang Xiaozhi knew that the monster had been introduced into the scroll by her brother.

Such a powerful monster was so simply taken away by her brother. Jiang Xiaozhi felt infinite admiration for Wang Fang. If Wang Fang hadn't been writing paintings and writing articles, she would probably have jumped up and jubilant.

"Pen!"

Wang Fang asked for a pen again. Jiang Xiaozhi suppressed the joy in her heart and quickly put the pen in Wang Fang's hand, not daring to let his brother be distracted.

The grinding hands are also harder.

Jiang Xiaozhi, who often accompanied Wang Fang to study, knew that the game between his brother and the monster had just begun. Before he truly defeated the monster, any negligence could bring them back to a state of no return...

The mandrill was lured into Journey to the West. In Wang Fang's writing, he was immersed in the story of a legendary hero with the role of a stone monkey.

As a must-play TV series every summer vacation, Wang Fang has been brainwashed and bombarded by "Journey to the West" for more than 20 years, and he has read the book more than ten times. The stories in it unfold, and he still remembers them all, and some wonderful passages of poems are memorized.

After knowing that the monster encountered this time was a mandrill, Wang Fang, who was preparing to use the painting scroll, did not make a second choice except Journey to the West.

The mandrill is a monkey, and Sun Wukong is also a monkey. Whether the mandrill can be introduced into the painting scroll depends on how charming Monkey Brother is.

Everything went smoothly at the beginning. The mandrill really couldn't stand the wonderful opening of Sun Wukong. He couldn't help but put himself in this role and lost in the Journey to the West scroll written by Wang Fang and painting.

Eat grass and trees, drink stream springs, pick mountain flowers, and find fruits; accompany wolves and insects, tigers and leopards as flocks, roe deer as friends, and macaques as relatives; stay at night under the stone cliff and go to the peak cave.

The experience of the stone monkey is so similar to that of the mandrill before becoming a demon, which makes him unable to extricate himself, and the resonance makes him fall deeper and deeper...

Then I found the Water Curtain Cave, and gathered a group of monkeys to be king. The stone monkey left the word "Stone", also known as the Monkey King. A group of monkeys and grandchildren were comfortable serving and were free and easy every day. The mandrill had long forgotten all his responsibilities for coming to Zejun, and he was even more unaware of himself falling into the world of paintings and could not extricate himself.

The mandrill is free in the painting scroll, but it is not easy for the king to put it outside. The mandrill is now just addicted to the story of the painting scroll, without erasing himself, and can rush out at any time after enlightenment. What Wang Fang has to do is to continue the process of Journey to the West story until the mandrill is no longer a mandrill but Wukong... He must not stop until the end.

The painting scroll in the middle of the temple continues to be interpreted.

Once the stone monkey suddenly became worried and shed tears. The monkeys hurriedly bowed to each other. Why? The stone monkey said: Although they will not belong to the laws of the human king today, they will not be afraid of the power of animals. In the future, they will be old and weak, and they will be under the control of the King of Hell in secret. Once they die, they will not be born in the world in vain and will not be able to spend a long time into the heavens?

All the monkeys were mourning and shed tears, but one monkey said that there were fairy mountains overseas and immortals in the mountains, so that they could learn the method of immortality.

The stone monkey was overjoyed and went out to sea with a boat to search for immortals to study the supreme magical methods.

The mandrill was even more ecstatic. Any spiritual thing in the world doesn't want to live forever. So he followed the stone monkey and kept pace with him, not thinking about anything else.

At this point, a two-meter-long piece of painting paper was already filled with Wang Fang's paintings. He waved his hand and swept the paper aside. Jiang Xiaozhi quickly spread a new blank piece of painting paper on the ground in front of Wang Fang, and said in a low voice: "Brother, there are not many painting papers."

Brothers and sisters were running for life and didn’t carry much paper. Wang Fang knew that when painting, he tried to save as much as possible when painting. He used the least fine brushwork to only draw artistic conception, and the characters were also small characters on the fly. Not all the words of Journey to the West need to be written. Some verses can be saved as much as possible, and if they can be written, they will not be written.

Fortunately, Wang Fang has a good foundation in calligraphy and painting, and is even more familiar with Journey to the West, so he can't be more familiar with it. Only in such simple conditions can he keep the painting scrolls from the world to the world, and use layers of excitement to make the mandrill think he is a stone monkey.

However, when will the mandrill have no self at all? Wang Fang doesn't know. But the drawing paper is already in a hurry. Not to count the one in front of him, there are about two left... maybe one left.

"knew……"

Wang Fang just answered simply and drew a mountain on the drawing paper. There was a winding path on the mountain. A woodcutter was walking down the mountain with firewood. At the foot of the mountain was the famous stone monkey. It looked at the fairy mountain with spiritual energy everywhere, looking at the look of expectation.

The characters behind the drawing are smaller.

"Not far or far. This mountain is called Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. There is a cave of Sanxing in the slanting moon. There is a god in the cave called Patriarch Subhuti. There are countless disciples who have gone out. There are still thirty or forty people who practice from him now. You follow that path and walk south seven or eight miles away, and it is his home."

After the woodcutter's guidance, the stone monkey worshipped Fangcun Mountain, the Three Star Cave of the Shaky Moon, and was named Sun Wukong under the disciple of the Patriarch Subhuti.

Wukong carried water and firewood in Sanxing Cave for seven years. He passed the way through the third update of the ancestors, and learned "Seventy-Two Changes" and "Somestos Clouds".

Later, because Wukong was naughty and showed off his skills to his brothers, he was expelled from the mountain gate by his master.

The Monkey King returns to Huaguo Mountain.

After running out of one piece of drawing paper, Jiang Xiaozhi put another piece for Wang Fang and said, "Brother, this is the last piece of drawing paper."

"I know, pen."

Wukong returned to Huaguo Mountain and learned that the monkey grandson at home was bullied by the Demon King of the World, and rushed to the door with anger. He killed the Demon King of the World in a few seconds and grabbed a sword.

However, Wukong felt that the sword was not easy to play, and stole a batch of weapons from the human kingdom. Who knew that no matter how swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, halberds, hairs, sickles, whips, palladiums, bows, crossbows, forks, spears, all of them were in harmony.

At this time, the monkeys on the back of the monkey said that there are many treasures in the East China Dragon Palace, so Wukong went to the Dragon Palace to find the Dragon King of the East China Dragon King to find the weapons that were handy...

"Pen!"

When he wrote this, Wang Fang put down Mo Dan's brush and spread his hands to ask Jiang Xiaozhi for a pen. At this time, Jiang Xiaozhi was almost crying because the ink had been used up.

The inkstone is empty, and there is no ink ingot found in the bamboo book.

Without ink... how my brother writes and draws. If the painting scroll collapses, the monster will come out... I will die if I die, my brother cannot die. He is so smart and talented that he will definitely become the most powerful painter in the future.

He must survive.

"Hurry! Pen!" The pen has not been delivered to your hands for a long time, and it is difficult to continue painting the world. The mandrill seemed a little unstable, which made Wang Fang even more stressed and urged him.

Jiang Xiaozhi looked at Wang Fang, who was in the painting of the universe with resentment, and resolutely picked up the knife of the ink-cutting ingot and slashed it hard at his palm. The red blood flowed out into the inkstone, and the pens placed in the inkstone were soaked in red.

Jiang Xiaozhi took out a blood-soaked pen, scraped off the excess blood next to the inkstone, and put it into Wang Fang's hand, saying, "Brother, pen."

Wang Fang fell down with his pen... The word is red.

In Wang Fang's eyes, there are only the painting scroll and the painting scroll Wukong and the mandrill in the universe, and there are no black and red.

Pen tip, knife head, swallow tail.

In the paper scroll, there is a divine iron on the bottom of the East China Sea. The rays of the sky are bright and the auspicious spirit is radiant, and the golden light is emitted from the top and bottom. A monkey is under the divine iron, and his head is excited, and the Dragon King laughs aside.

Wukong got the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, weighing 13,500 kilograms. He asked the Dragon King for a hanger, and obtained a pair of lotus silk-stepping cloud boots, a lock of golden armor, and a phoenix-winged purple gold crown.

Wearing golden armor, wearing golden crowns, dancing with golden cudgels, Wukong was playing all the way, and he was shocked by many shrimp soldiers and crab generals, turtles, tortoises, turtles, and turtles.

Wukong, who has returned from treasure, roams the clouds and mist, travels around the world, enjoys thousands of mountains, uses martial arts, visits heroes, and uses magical powers to make friends.

But in Wang Fang's writing, every word is written in blood.

"Pen!"

Put down one stroke, and come back. After the blood in the inkstone was exhausted, Jiang Xiaozhi cut the blood-coagulated wound and dripped it all over the inkstone again. He decided to drip blood into ink, Jiang Xiaozhi put her life and death aside... She just hoped that she could persevere until her brother took the monster and watched him leave peacefully.

With one inkstone and one inkstone, blood ink turns into a painting, a character, and a scroll of paintings that trap the mandrills. However, ink can be replaced by blood, but the drawing paper under Wang Fang's pen has already been used to the end.

In the painting scroll, Wukong has made a big fuss about the underworld and tampered with the life and death book. The Dragon King and the King of Hell sued the Heavenly Court to arrest and punish Wukong, but Taibai Jinxing suggested that the imperial edict and grant him a free job in the Heavenly Court.

The Jade Emperor allowed Zhao An Wukong, and Taibai Jinxing was heading to Huaguo Mountain... but the drawing paper was used up here.

The mandrill still has its own self, and it cannot stop painting the world. Wang Fang stood up, found a wall with complete and clean skin and walked over, and continued to write and paint on it.

Jiang Xiaozhi picked up the inkstone and staggered with the brush. Hunger and blood loss made her very weak, and there was almost no blood on her lips. But she did not dare to tilt, and did not dare to slack off at all, for fear that when her brother wanted the brush, the brush would not be delivered to his hands in time.

In the painting scroll, Wukong followed Taibai Jinxing to the heaven to meet the Jade Emperor, and was in charge of the Imperial Horse Supervisor. He worked hard to raise horses for half a month before he realized that this was an unparalleled official position.

Wukong was furious and waved the golden cudgel all the way out of the Nantian Gate and returned to Huaguo Mountain.

Wukong, who returned to the Water Curtain Cave, put on his ochre yellow robe by learning from the Heavenly Court, gathered all demons to be appointed as generals and marshals, and happily arranged for worship. He also laid a large banner on the top of Huaguo Mountain and wrote a letter to the "Sage of Monkey King".

Journey to the West reached a climax here. The mandrill in the painting scroll stood under the banner of the exhibition and had already forgotten who he was.

Under Qitian's banner, tens of thousands of demons in Huaguo Mountain bowed and called out to the "Great Sage"! The mandrill also gave up his last "I" at this moment and chose to truly become the protagonist in this scroll of the universe, enjoying this legend of its own. It stood on the cliff where the newborn stone once stood for countless ten thousand years, holding a golden hoop in his hand, looking at the coast of the East China Sea, and the sunshine in the sky shone on the golden armor and reflected a golden light.

I... am Sun Wukong, I am the Monkey King.

At this point, there is no more mountain mandrill pioneer in the world, only Hua Ling Wukong.

While the mandrill itself disappeared, the strange phenomena in the temple regenerated. A scroll of dozens of meters rushed out of the painting scroll, like a dragon circling and dancing, sucking in the illusion formed by the painting scroll scroll.

The painting paper on the ground flew up, and the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were peeled off, turning into dazzling lights, like backflowing water rolled into the long scroll.

In the painting, light and shadow suddenly appear, and Wukong in the painting scroll appears in the circle.
Chapter completed!