"Not bad." Seeing Zuo Xiaoyou again, Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction: "It's much better than when I met you last time."

"How much better?" Zuo Xiaoyou sat on the ground and handed him a glass of wine.

Sun Wukong drank the monkey wine beautifully and laughed: "Now you can find a good official position in heaven."

A good official position?

Zuo Xiaoyou was full of thoughts.

"Can you be the Star Lord?"

Sun Wukong smacked his lips, glanced at him, and said, "Absolutely."

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled and said, "As the Great Saint said, I am quite capable in the Three Realms now, right?"

"Sweet." Sun Wukong stretched out his empty wine glass, and Zuo Xiaoyou immediately filled it.

"Catch up with Nezha." Sun Wukong drank the wine.

Zuo Xiaoyou was shocked: "The Third Prince of Nezha!?"

"Look at your promising prospect." Seeing Zuo Xiaoyou's look incredible, Sun Wukong paused disdainfully: "It's almost the same if you don't use magic weapons, but Nezha has Huntian Ling, Qiankun Circle, and Fenghuo Wheel Three** Treasures, but you have nothing, and you will definitely lose when facing him."

Zuo Xiaoyou laughed: "I think your own skills are more important than magic weapons. If you rely on magic weapons, what if you think of magic weapons being stolen?"

"Hehe, this looks a little bit." Sun Wukong was very satisfied: "I remember that when I was a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, my magic weapon was just an iron rod in my hand. If you talk about real skills, there were not many people in the sky who could compete with me, Lao Sun, and that Erlang Shen had some meaning."

When Zuo Xiaoyou heard Erlang Shen, he was interested: "Who is better, the Great Sage or the Erlang Shen?"

"Um..." Sun Wukong thought for a rare moment and said not very surely: "If it weren't for the Snow Sky Dog, I, Lao Sun, should have a little advantage, but the Snow Sky Dog always restrains and harass me, which makes me, Lao Sun a little impatient. And the Supreme Laojun, if it weren't for the sudden attack on my magic weapon, I, Lao Sun, might not be able to win."

Understood.

Zuo Xiaoyou fully understood that simply put it, he had the strength to win, but he was not sure about winning. This is the same as those sports competitions. If the players of the same strength want to win, they look at the state of the game. Whoever is in a better state will have a higher chance of winning. Before the competition, there will never be an answer for who wins and who loses. Those with answers have huge differences in strength.

From this point of view, Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong should be between equal strength. Perhaps Sun Wukong would be a little stronger than Erlang Shen, but it was also a 51 to 49 gap, which was almost negligible. What's more, Erlang Shen was still restrained by Xiaotian Dog. Although Xiaotian Dog's combat power was not strong, as a loyal dog, he barked and bitten it a little while Sun Wukong was not careful. It was hard to say who would win and who would lose.

But on the left, he was more optimistic about Erlang Shen. It was not his preference for Erlang Shen, but a rational analysis. Erlang Shen was a war god who existed since the time of the Gods. He was considered a professional general. He had the iron-blooded wind on the battlefield and could make people feel at ease on the battlefield. But what about Sun Wukong? He was a wild mountain king with very poor self-control. He was also impatient and curious about everything, but he had no ambitions and acted too casually.

Just now, Sun Wukong himself said that Erlang Shen had the help of Xiaotian Dog, which made him very impatient, but on the battlefield, you will die, so there is no impatientness. Once you lose your calmness on the battlefield, you will lose your head.

So when facing a soldier of 49 and a bandit of 51, Zuo Xiaoyou will definitely put all his wealth on the soldiers. No matter how many bandits there are, they are just a mob, so how can they do a regular army?

What's more, Journey to the West itself is full of dark stories. Zuo Xiaoyou doesn't believe that with Sun Wukong's strength, he can really make a hole in the Heavenly Palace. There must be an ulterior py transaction behind this...

Don’t think about some things, as thinking too much will not benefit you.

"Great Sage." After eating and drinking with Sun Wukong for a while, Zuo Xiaoyou remembered his own affairs and asked, "Didn't the Great Sage say that the three disasters occurred every five hundred years? Why was my first disaster thirty years earlier?"

"This..." Sun Wukong was also a little inaccurate: "The ancestors did say so back then, and I think there would be no mistake."

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him and asked, "Has the Great Sage experienced three disasters?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "My old man, who entered the underworld and modified the book of life and death, had already jumped out of the three realms and was not in the five elements. What's more, he went to heaven soon after and ate countless peach elixirs. He had already lived forever, and the Vajra was indestructible, and the three disasters disappeared."

So good!

Zuo Xiaoyou was so envious that he was drooling. Sun Wuzi was worthy of being the protagonist of Journey to the West. After he was born, he had constant adventures. He first worshiped Master Bodhi as his master, learned the Seventy-Two Transformations and Somersault Clouds, and stole countless Peach Golden Elixirs from the sky. He also practiced fire-eyed golden eyes in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun. He could see through all the illusions and see through all the essence. It was simply amazing.

In comparison, what did he get when he came to this world? It was indeed that he met Sun Wuzi and learned magic from him, but he had been farming, farming, and accompanying monkeys to relieve boredom for hundreds of years. In order to protect himself in this world, he was practicing and practicing all the time. He had never passed a day of leisure. After finally practicing for nearly five hundred years, the first disaster of the three disasters was even ahead of schedule. If he hadn't had a flexible mind and turned himself into a lightning rod early, he would have been afraid that he would have been struck by the lightning disaster to become charcoal.

If you think about it carefully, as a time traveler, he is really sad enough. Five hundred years! Five hundred years of caution, hard practice, and hard life. If it weren't for the huge content of these magical materials taught to him by Sun Wukong, it would have taken hundreds of years to study alone, and there would be tempering in the world, I'm afraid he would have gone crazy long ago.

"The great saint's luck is really enviable." Zuo Xiaoyou sighed to the sky: "It would be great if I had the great saint's luck."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he laughed: "Give up! My old Sun's luck is not something that anyone can bear." Speaking of this, Sun Wukong's expression gradually became gloomy: "It's too easy to get it, but it makes me look down on everything, and this is why I will be suppressed for five hundred years."

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at Sun Wukong with some surprise, but he didn't expect that he had such enlightenment. It seems that these five hundred years have not been in vain. Even if he and the fairies are accompanying him, he still has plenty of time to think about life. Thinking about five hundred years of life, I am afraid that it is either a philosopher or a pervert. Obviously, Sun Wukong has not become a pervert, but it has a bit of a philosopher.

"It is impossible to correct mistakes when you know your mistakes, but there is no greater good." Zuo Xiaoyou comforted him: "I would like to congratulate the great sage on his understanding of his life and his future is bright."

Sun Wukong burst into laughter: "What does it mean to have a bright future? What I, Lao Sun, most now, is to come out early and live a happy life back to Huaguo Mountain. He never wants to pay attention to the world anymore."

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "People are in the world and cannot help themselves. As long as there are creatures in the world, the Great Sage cannot break free. Even if they open up a small world thirty-three days later, they will encounter all the saints and demons outside the domain, and they cannot escape."

Sun Wukong stared at him with his eyes burning, and for a moment, he smiled: "I didn't expect your brain to be so good, but I, Old Sun, underestimated you."

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head: "After all, I am a scholar and have a lot of thoughts. However, I am a great saint. Even if I am under the Five Elements Mountain, I can still make fun of my suffering. It is really enviable."

"If you can't move, you can't move. What can you do if you don't make fun of suffering?" Sun Wukong shook his head: "Don't say these despicable words." After a pause, Sun Wukong was excited and said, "Not long ago, Guanyin Bodhisattva from the South China Sea passed by here, and said that soon after, the Dongtu Tang Dynasty scholars passed by here, and then I will be able to regain my freedom."

"Oh?" Zuo Xiaoyou was excited: Is Journey to the West finally about to begin?

"I want to congratulate the Great Sage on his regaining freedom."

"Hehe, there is nothing to congratulate." Sun Wukong smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Before this, my old man, must first protect the Tang monk from the West to obtain the scriptures, and then he can regain freedom after the Buddhist scriptures."

"Oh? The Great Sage wants to protect Tang Monk from the West to obtain the scriptures?" Zuo Xiaoyou pretended to be thoughtful.

"What?" Sun Wukong saw his appearance and asked, "What's the problem?"

"It's not a problem." Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head and said, "It's just that Dongtu has always been a Taoist world. If this Tang monk went to the West to obtain scriptures, wouldn't it be that Buddhism would compete with Taoism in Dongtu?"

"Hmm?" Sun Wukong thought for a moment, shook his head: "No matter it, as long as I, Lao Sun, can regain freedom, and he, Taoist Buddhism, what does it have to do with me, Lao Sun?"

"You can't say that." Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head and said, "The great sage taught me is obviously a Taoist technique, but the great sage wants to protect Buddhist disciples to go to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West. Isn't this going from Tao to Buddha? If you really obtain the true scriptures, I am afraid that the great sage will not recognize your Buddhist identity, and the people in the Taoist sect will not believe in the great sage. If the Buddha is successful in protecting Tang Monk to obtain scriptures and is awarded the position of the great sage as the great sage, how can the great sage do it at that time?"

"What's wrong?" Sun Wukong sneered: "Isn't that heaven also the Taoist heaven? Didn't I make trouble for him? And Buddhism... I was suppressed by the Tathagata under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years. I just had to temporarily compromise for the sake of gaining my own possession. In the future, I will really have great freedom and great freedom. Let's see my old grandson's methods!"

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou found that his worries were unnecessary from the beginning. Sun Wukong was not a good man and a woman. He was rebellious by nature and would never succumb to anyone, otherwise he would not make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. It was just that five hundred years of imprisonment had allowed him to learn to compromise when he was not strong enough, but as long as his strength reached the level of ignoring everything, those who forced him would be in trouble.

Zuo Xiaoyou glanced at him, he was really a scheming monkey.

"Why do I, Lao Sun, think you seem to have bad intentions?" Sun Wukong suddenly said.

"The Great Sage must have read it wrong." Zuo Xiaoyou immediately denied: "I was just thinking, if the Great Sage accompanied the person who seeks the scriptures, where should I go?"

"You?" Sun Wukong looked at him and thought for a while: "Or else would you go on the road with me, Lao Sun? If you encounter some monsters on the road, you can practice your skills."

"Well." Zuo Xiaoyou was moved: "But I don't have decent weapons and magic weapons, I'm afraid I will be a drag on the Great Sage."

"Just just a weapon. When I, Lao Sun, get out, I will go to the East China Sea to ask you for a weapon." Sun Wukong didn't take this seriously at all: "What weapons do you like?"

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head: "You are proficient in all kinds of weapons, and you have no preferences, and you must be easy to use."

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Since that's the case, Lao Sun will take you to the East China Sea Dragon Palace and take it away when you meet a handy weapon."

"Thank you for your kindness." Zuo Xiaoyou was very excited, but also a little worried: "It's just that I won't make things difficult for the Dragon King of the East China Sea!"

"No, no." Sun Wukong smiled and said, "The East Sea Dragon King has magic weapons, giving three or five pieces is nothing."

"Then I'll feel relieved."

...

While waiting for the monks to obtain the scriptures, Zuo Xiaoyou did not relax his requirements. He still worked hard to cultivate his magical power and physical body every day, and practiced martial arts diligently. Most of the monsters on Journey to the West fought melee. If they did not have strong melee skills, they would suffer a great loss. Fortunately, Sun Wukong is the top melee master in the world. With his guidance, Zuo Xiaoyou's melee ability has steadily improved, and even Sun Wukong felt that he could get out of the army.

This day lasted for three months. On this day, accompanied by a tiger roar, a monk ran to the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain that was pressing against Sun Wukong in a panic. Behind him, a huge colorful tiger opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards him. Seeing that the monk was about to be buried in the tiger's mouth, Zuo Xiaoyou immediately shouted and threw the army in his hand out.

The army shoveled almost over lightning, and it was instantly inserted into the neck of the colorful tiger, and then nailed it to the ground. Blood gushed out from the neck of the colorful tiger, and in a flash it was covered in blood. After a little struggle, he swallowed his last breath.

Zuo Xiaoyou Yufeng flew to the front of the tiger, pulled the armed force shovel out of the tiger's neck, and swung the blood clean and inserted it back behind.

Zuo Xiaoyou made two back buckles behind his back, specifically used to install armed shovels. This armed shovel came with Zuo Xiaoyou. It has been carried by Zuo Xiaoyou for five hundred years and has been with him. Over time, it has been infected with some spiritual energy. Now the material has changed a lot and has become very tough. When used, it is like an arm command, which has invisibly improved Zuo Xiaoyou's melee strength. But it is a military shovel after all, and Zuo Xiaoyou never thought of it as an orthodox weapon again, so he asked Sun Wukong to take him to the Dragon Palace to find a weapon.

However, after all, I am used to using armed shovels. Even if it is not used to cut people, cultivate land, cut trees, cut vegetables, and open wine bottles, it is still very useful. Zuo Xiaoyou plans to use them for the rest of his life.

After killing the gorgeous tiger, Zuo Xiaoyou turned his head to look at the terrified monk and found that the monk didn't look very handsome. He could only say that his facial features were upright and fair, and his clothes were not very similar to those worn in Buddhism. However, the hat was a bit like the five Buddha crowns of Buddhism, but there was nothing on it, but it was just a shape.
Chapter completed!