My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 220 Heart Peach
Jiang Yuan pondered for a long time, and a bold guess came to his mind——

The six-eared macaque also came to Fangcun Mountain!

Even, the six-eared macaque, who was in Fangcun Mountain at this time, was also comprehending the Dao left by the Great Sage!

The latter guess made Jiang Yuan's heart thump and could not calm down for a long time.

However, he has been wandering in this mountain for more than a month, but he still hasn't found the slightest trace of Liu Er.

Or, the six-eared macaque has already left, and the evil monkey in the dream is the "reflection" left by him when he once enlightened.

Or, Jiang Yuan guessed wrong, the evil monkey was just the "evil thoughts" that faded from the Great Sage's practice.

However, Jiang Yuan still had another idea.

The Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai is the "heart", so everyone's heart is different, and the "Fangcun Mountain" they see will also be different.

In other words, Jiang Yuan and the six-eared macaque are probably both in Fangcun Mountain at this time, but their "hearts" are different, and the "Fangcun Mountain" is naturally different, so they will not meet.

It's just that they are both following Monkey King's practice path and seeking the "Bodhi Road", so they meet in the dream.

Thinking of this, a shudder surged, and Jiang Yuan suddenly understood why the evil monkey in the dream was obsessed with "Lord of Rotten Peach Mountain"——

Only the Lord of Rotten Peach Mountain can inherit Monkey King's "Bodhi Road"!
If Jiang Yuan's guess is correct, then he will "compete" with the six-eared macaque!
"So, are you a six-eared macaque?"

After a long sigh, Jiang Yuan put away his thoughts, looked down at the eyeless wood carving in his hand, and threw it into his cassock.

There are seven or eight of the same wood carvings in the ochre-yellow cassock.

As the sun sets, the sky is getting darker, but there are more and more birds and beasts in the forest, laughing and joking.

Looking at the satisfied expressions, Jiang Yuan was also very happy, packed some fruits casually, and rose against the wind.

Enough wandering in the mountains, it's time to go back to the cave.

Among the countless panicked eyes, the gust of wind swept across the mountains and disappeared in an instant.

The strong wind flew out of the mountain forest, and stopped on the cliff for half an hour to clean up the fallen leaves and weeds on the cliff, and then returned to the depression.

"Master, you are back."

Hearing the sound of the wind, Wuqian poked out his big head from the hole, his face was full of joy.

"The wild fruit you picked last time is ripe."

Jiang Yuan floated down, dissipating the strong wind, and handed the fragrant fruit in his arms to Wuqian.

"It smells so good!"

The donkey raised its nose, drooling from the corner of its mouth, quickly took the wild fruit, ate one, its eyes lit up immediately, and excitedly shouted: "This fruit is ripe, so it's so delicious!"

"No, this is not enough to eat, I'll go pick some more."

After all, a cloud rose into the sky, and disappeared into the forest in an instant.

Jiang Yuan smiled, walked into the cave, glanced at the bottles and jars in the corner, and a crooked clay stove, showing disgust.

But before he entered the mountain, he ordered Wuqian to make some pots and stoves, firstly to reassure the donkey, and secondly, to stay here for several years, not to eat barbecue all the time, and to change it occasionally.

Finding the golden thread futon, he sat down casually, Jiang Yuan suddenly smiled: "I've been wandering in the mountains for so many days, I kind of miss this futon."

After waiting for a while, Wuqian came back.

"It seems that I plan to eat enough there."

Jiang Yuan shook his head, no longer caring about the greedy donkey, kept his mind calm, and silently used the meditation formula to seek the inspiration for dreaming.

In fact, Fangcun Mountain is not big, with Jiang Yuan's current magic power, it would take nearly two months to search. After the initial excitement, he calmed down and began to wander leisurely in the mountain as before.

Didn't he have been unable to fall asleep before? Jiang Yuan speculated that it was due to a lack of understanding, so there was no guidance.

After realizing that he might not be able to find the six-eared macaque, he simply let go of his attachment and walked casually in the mountains to calm down.

Because he knew he couldn't do it intentionally, so Jiang Yuan didn't force himself to comprehend anything he saw, but just like before, when the breeze was blowing, he stopped to feel the breath in the wind, and when he saw the towering ancient tree, he looked at it. The traces of time on the tree, or the cutting of thorns with an axe.

If you are not interested, you can walk freely in the mountains, rest when you are tired, and sleep on the ground when you are sleepy.

Now that you are exhausted, you will naturally return to continue your practice.

"Ice and cold through the ages. No giving up, no abandonment, no action, no self"

The meditation formula flowed silently, Jiang Yuan gradually became unconscious, and his breath continued.

"Master, I'm back, hurry up and try my cooking stove"

A cloud of air rolled into the cave, and Wuqian shouted excitedly, carrying a few small animals.

The little beasts in the donkey's paws were the little beasts that had followed the wild boar, along the passage opened by Jiang Yuan, through the thorns, and entered the fruit forest.

Jiang Yuan sat on the futon, silently.

Seeing that his master had settled down, Wuqian hurriedly slowed down and closed his mouth, looked down at the little beast in his hand, curled his lips, quietly walked out of the cave, and threw it away.

"It's fate for you, my master will wake up at some point, I still have to keep you guys, go."

The little beast, which was lucky enough to survive, ran away as fast as it landed.

Wuqian sneered, turned around and closed the wooden door of the stone cave, jumped up the hill, began to swallow clouds and exhale, and began to practice.

The young man woke up leisurely in the peach grove, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up and stretched his hands and feet, and heard a crackling sound of his joints.

"How long have I been asleep?"

The young man squeezed his stiff neck, picked a plump peach casually, wiped the fluff on his body, and took a big bite, the sweet juice slipped into his stomach, and quickly turned into strength.

At this moment, a familiar figure—the woodcutter—entered the field of vision.

The woodcutter didn't bring an ax today, his hands were empty, and his face was full of anxiety, rummaging through peach trees for something.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

The young man dropped the clean peach pit and walked over quickly.

"Brother? Are you still in Taolin?"

Hearing the call, the woodcutter turned his head to look, his face full of worry was first surprised, then he sighed heavily, "I'm looking for peaches."

The young man pointed to the branch in front of the woodcutter, which was bent by the heavy peaches, "Aren't there peaches everywhere?"

The woodcutter shook his head sadly: "None of them are what I'm looking for."

The young man became curious: "What kind of peach are you looking for?"

The woodcutter looked over steadily, and said slowly, "I'm looking for a peach that is the same as my heart."

The young man was taken aback, scratched his head and said, "A peach that is the same as a heart?"

The woodcutter sighed, "My old lady suddenly had a heartache recently. She took a lot of medicine and saw a lot of doctors, but nothing worked. I had no choice but to ask the old fairy in the mountain."

The woodcutter showed fear on his face: "The old fairy said that there is an evil spirit eating my mother's heart!"

The young man was full of surprise, that such a strange thing happened.

"If you want to save my mother, you must find a big peach that is the same as a heart in the peach forest, and use that 'heart peach' to lure the evil spirit out."

As the woodcutter said, he rushed over and grabbed the young man's hand, begging: "Little brother, you have been in this peach forest for a long time, and you know this place best, please help me!"

The young man glanced at the peach trees all over the mountain, and suddenly felt a headache. He supported the woodcutter and sighed, "Uncle, how do you find 'Xin Tao' here?"

"Little brother, you must have a solution!" The woodcutter was full of confidence in the young man.

(End of this chapter)