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Chapter 391 Russell's Advice

"I didn't expect that only three people passed the trial this time." Zhang Zhiwei sighed, "It's true that each generation is inferior to the previous one."

Wang Zhenqiu, Gong Qing and Feng Baobao are still climbing the snow peak and will soon reach the top of Four Seasons Peak.

Only Xiao Zizai, Mei Jinfeng and Zhang Chulan were still stuck in the same place. They were covered with a red light shield and their closed eyes were twitching, as if they were immersed in a dream.

"For those who practice Taoism, the journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. This is mostly because they cannot obtain what they want or cannot let go." Russell said calmly, "Even love and hate are just the product of the imbalance between the two."

Zhang Zhiwei raised his eyebrows, "That's a new idea."

"I guess the more you can't let go, the more you want, the more you hate?"

"No, that's not right either." Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said to himself, "There is no absolute more or less. Love and hate vary from person to person. It's not a simple matter of either love or hate."

"Brother, that's a good point." Russell complimented, "Mei Jinfeng couldn't let go of Wu Gensheng, even though she guessed he was no longer alive."

"Although she loves Wu Gensheng more than herself, she also hates him for not loving her."

"Although Zhang Chulan is unhappy about what Senior Brother Huaiyi did, he doesn't hate him that much."

"Humph!" Zhang Zhiwei's face turned cold. "It's all Wu Gensheng's fault. If it weren't for him, Huai Yi wouldn't have died. Zhang Chulan might have been the next Heavenly Master."

"And Feng Baobao, it's really pitiful that she has to deal with these two dishonest fathers."

Russell looked neither sad nor happy, but he didn't want to talk about Wu Gensheng and Zhang Huaiyi. "It's a pity for Xiao Zizai. He always falls short of the mark."

Coincidentally, Zhang Zhiwei was not willing to talk much about his junior fellow apprentice.

After all, what Zhang Huaiyi did after resigning from the position of Heavenly Master was against the will of Heaven and brought shame to the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

"It's easier to save others than to save yourself." Zhang Zhiwei sighed, "He has come up five times, right? If he commits suicide in the illusion every time, Four Seasons Peak will naturally reshape his character, and his bloodthirsty nature will gradually fade away."

"I want the best of both worlds so much that I can't let go of either."

"He has not failed to observe any of the three Buddhist precepts of greed, anger and ignorance."

"Brother, the illusion will make them ignore the watch. If they die in it, they will really think they are dead." Russell defended Xiao Zizai and then joked:
"However, if Senior Brother Jiekong hears what you said, he will break his vow of anger and settle accounts with you."

"Let him come, I'll let him use one hand, hehe." Zhang Zhiwei was eager to try.

Russell smiled and shook his head, "Let's not talk about this anymore. The one who passed the trial is coming."

……

Feng Baobao, Wang Zhenqiu and Gong Qing had a little bit of snow in their hair and brows. When they reached the top of the mountain, they saw Zhang Zhiwei with a serious face.

They had heard of this extraordinary person for a long time, so they bowed and said, "Greetings, Heavenly Master!"

"Well, you are pretty good." Zhang Zhiwei acted like a master and said in a deep voice, "The one sitting cross-legged behind me is my junior sister Zhang Yeyu."

"She doesn't like to talk, just pretend she doesn't exist."

Although Zhang Zhiwei said so, Gong Qing and Wang Zhenqiu did not dare to take it lightly, and still bowed respectfully, "Greetings, senior."

Feng Baobao was the most down-to-earth. She just glanced at Zhang Yeyu who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and stood there without saying anything.

Zhang Yeyu didn't say anything either.

Gong Qing and Wang Zhenqiu didn't care. After standing up straight, they began to look around.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled, clasped his hands together and put them in his sleeves, and said with a playful attitude: "After reaching the top of Four Seasons Peak, there is still one last level."

After hearing this, Feng Baobao and the other two straightened their expressions and listened attentively.

"Find Captain Luo Men here."

it's here?
When the three of them first came up, they had already memorized the layout of the top of the mountain. Apart from Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Yeyu, there was no trace of anyone else here.

Feng Baobao opened her eyes wide, as if she had locked onto a target.

She squatted down, rolled a snowball, and threw it in front of her.

The snowball flew straight in the air, then flew over the top of the mountain and fell under the cliff.

"Huh?" Feng Baobao exclaimed in surprise. She clearly felt that something was wrong there.

But the snowball went straight through without touching anything.

As for what to do if the snowball really hit the leader of the Tang Clan, she hadn't thought about it.

Wang Zhenqiu and Gong Qing's expressions changed, and they obviously realized something from Feng Baobao's actions.

The two looked at each other, Gong Qing pointed at himself first, and then Wang Zhenqiu made a "please" gesture. Gong Qing opened his left eye and slowly closed his right eye.

His hair started from the middle, the left half was still black, and the right half began to turn from black to white as his eyes closed. When his right eye was completely closed, Gong Qing's hair also became half black and half white.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Gong Qing seriously. There was a chaotic aura of life and death intertwined in him.

If he closed his eyes completely, would he look like a "dead man"? Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but think so.

At this moment, he became somewhat interested in the head of Quan Xing.

"It is indeed a little different there." Gong Qing said softly, "But I can't see any signs of human presence."

After saying that, he opened his right eye and his hair returned to being completely black.

Wang Zhenqiu raised his eyebrows, took out a pair of purple gloves from his pocket, put them on and said, "Let me try it."

He put on his gloves and did some stretching exercises on the spot, stretching his waist and back.

Wang Zhenqiu took a deep breath, then suddenly squatted down and hugged his knees.

He pulled his right ear with his left hand and scratched his left ear with his right hand, and his cheeks moved back and forth as if he was holding a fruit core in his mouth.

Suddenly, colorful Qi rose from Wang Zhenqiu's body: his chest and abdomen were golden, his legs and feet were red, his head was flashing purple, and his hands were blue.

Behind him, four golden flags spread out, each with a Chinese character written in a flamboyant style. When read together, they read:
Monkey King!

"Hey hey!" Wang Zhenqiu suddenly jumped up and stood on one leg, with his right hand resting on his brow, and his voice was indistinguishable from human and ape, "Let me, Old Sun, see what's going on there?"

As he spoke, the golden scale armor on his chest revealed its true form, and he wore cloud-walking shoes with red soles and gold threads. The purple light on his head stretched out and turned into a purple gold crown with phoenix wings.

His left hand drew in the air, like turning a river or sea upside down, and the entire space began to fluctuate.

"Hiss, hiss, so aggrieved! So aggrieved!" Wang Zhenqiu's golden eyes flickered with flames, and his voice suddenly became irritable, "You little kid, your body is even smaller than the stone I had before!"

“It’s so frustrating! It’s so frustrating!”

"This dress is wrong, and I can't even summon my golden cudgel, which is even more frustrating!"

Zhang Zhiwei's pupils shrank slightly. He saw blood flowing out of Wang Zhenqiu's seven orifices and the Qi in his body began to twist.

broken!

Something went wrong with Wang Zhenqiu's performance of the divine mask!

"Great Sage, please calm down."

Russell suddenly walked out from the place where Gong Qing pointed out and where Feng Baobao had hit him with a snowball.

The world was just like a curtain that was pulled open by an invisible force. It was not until the protagonist Russell walked out from behind the curtain that the world returned to its original appearance.

"Wang Zhenqiu, you are too reckless. You will not get any guidance for reaching the summit this time." Russell flipped his right hand, and a white round bead appeared in his palm.

The bead was filled with mist, and one could faintly hear the roars of dragons and the cries of phoenixes.

He snapped his fingers and the ball flew out.

The "Great Sage" grabbed it, raised it to his eyes, took a look at it, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

He moved his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, "Miaomiaomiao, Master, your pills are just what I like!"

"As long as the Great Sage is satisfied."

The Qi in Wang Zhenqiu's body finally stabilized, and the form of the "Great Sage" also changed completely. The armor on his body, the golden crown on his head, and the flag behind him were all swept away.

Now is the time:

He has yellow hair with a golden hoop, and golden eyes with fiery eyes. He wears a cotton gown and a tiger-skin apron around his waist. He has a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth, with a star-like forehead, straight ears and a broad forehead, and fangs growing outwards.

With both hands stretched out, a golden iron rod appeared out of thin air; with both feet spread out, red tiger boots appeared in the clouds and mist.

At this time, Wang Zhenqiu was no longer the Monkey King, but the Monkey King Wukong.

"I have one more thing to ask." said the traveler.

"Great Sage, please speak."

"I want to learn from you, my young master. Is that okay?"

(End of this chapter)