Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

His arrival made Jiang Chen realize that things could not go on so peacefully. Even though the specific situation was not very clear, the name Sun Wukong was a household name in more than one life.

Who is Sun Wukong?

Absolute justice in punishing evil and promoting good.

He is a demon, not a monkey demon.

If he were unlucky enough to meet Sun Wukong, he would probably be hit on the head with the Sea God Needle without hesitation.

As for the reason why Sun Wukong did not take action while Jiang Chen was meditating in this life...

Demon, this reason is enough for the impatient Sun Wukong.

Of course, there were times when Sun Wukong did not take action against demons, but the premise was that the gods and Buddhas stood behind the other party or the other party was really innocent. Let me ask, as a person with blood on his hands and murderous aura around him, would Jiang Chen want to use his life to test the authenticity of the Fire Eyes and Golden Pupils?

He used to admire such heroic figures. He used to think that the death of all opponents of the protagonist was justified.

But...

Can he still speak for the righteous army so firmly now? He is broad-minded if he does not silence them.

Jiang Chen carved the palm-sized clear jade on the table. He carved the dragon head, put down the blade in his hand, and rested his forehead on the stone table.

He was a little uneasy. The dragon shadow on the sleeve emerged, as if it had consciousness, looking at the similar jade on the table without blinking.

In contrast to Jiang Chen's eyes, the dragon shadow swung its tail and disappeared again.

Jiang Chen's eyes sank slightly. Dragon clan.

He had known for a long time that there was a dragon hidden among the many souls. However, its breath was almost non-existent, and it was even more difficult to detect among the complicated souls. After reincarnations, the dragon gradually disappeared. In the last few lives, when he could sense it, it was almost gone.

It was related to the soul of the ghost light in the heavenly soul.

When mentioning the ghost light, Wan Lian hesitated and tried to conceal it. The matter of guarding the ghost completely concealed the dragon breath in the soul. Did they think that hiding it would make him unaware?

In this life, it solidified again.

There must be something attracting it.

Abnormal situations must be investigated clearly. Jiang Chen is not a person who can tolerate the development of hidden dangers and unknowns.

After looking at the courtyard, Xiong Bin said that although the scenery is beautiful, it is not very spacious. When Jiang Chen was warmly invited to live in Black Wind Mountain for a long time, Jiang Chen finally remembered that the first person to die in the Black Wind Mountain disaster was a snake spirit who didn't even have a name and was called a white-clothed scholar...

He couldn't help but look down at the white clothes transformed from the snake skin, and declined, "Thank you for your kindness. However, the old tree at home cannot be left without someone to take good care of it. If you have free time in the future, you will certainly keep the appointment."

This bear is a little strange today. It doesn't transform into a human form, but carries a triangular gourd on its back. However, perhaps for a natural monster, the original form is more comfortable.

"How can I not be left?" Li Yan replied.

"Really?" Jiang Chen didn't take this sabotage seriously at all, and asked calmly, "Can you leave?"

As if it dared to say the word "leave", he could immediately turn around and leave without a trace.

Li Yan was annoyed and said nothing. Even if he knew that Jiang Chen's character was just using this as an excuse, it was not good to disrupt the situation.

Only Xiong Bin, who didn't know him and was fooled by his elegant appearance, said regretfully, "It's just like that. He is so considerate and caring to the tree demon. The immortal is really kind. He deserves to be called an immortal."

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, "I am just a snake demon, I don't deserve the word immortal."

Xiong Bin said decisively, "The immortal is polite. Anyone who has a talent in the human world can be called an immortal saint to show respect. The immortal's piano music is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, so what's wrong with saying immortal."

Even mortals... By the way, for example, the one named Taibai in the East is a wine immortal and a poet immortal.

Jiang Chen said it three times, and Xiong Bin knew that he was a snake demon. However, as he said, anyone in the human world who has a skill and can be superb in this skill can be called an immortal. How can the word immortal express his respect for him?

He never changed his words, and Jiang Chen couldn't either. "You are too kind."

Xiong Bin's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to praise again, but Li Yan snorted, "If you have the time, listen carefully."

Seeing Jiang Chen turn around and sit in front of the stone piano table, Xiong Bin said apologetically, "I am rude, please don't blame me, Immortal."

Jiang Chen did not answer immediately, but Xiong Bin did not hear any displeasure from the sound of the piano.

The uneasy mood was calmed down at once.

The music was melodious, and the flying birds landed on the branches of Li Yan's tree, looking at the figure under the shadow of the ancient tree carefully, quietly, without any of them making a sound. When the beasts came out of the surrounding woods, they saw Xiong Bin, and showed some fear in a human way, but they were calmed by the sound of the piano and became quiet.

After the song, Xiong Bin sat cross-legged, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Coming to listen to him play a song every day is really a joy in life. It's just that Elder Jin Chi wanted to invite him to attend the Buddhist meeting recently, and he has declined for several days. If he declines again, it's not right.

Wait until the discussion with Jin Chi is over, then come. If Elder Jin Chi hadn't become more and more eccentric, he was worried that Jiang Chen would be treated coldly, otherwise he would have wanted him to go to the Buddhist meeting. As for Jiang Chen's idea... In fact, in Xiong Bin's eyes, he is definitely a person who can't be talked to anymore. The immortal rarely makes things difficult for others' requests, which are just a small effort.

"Immortal, Xiong Bin has been invited by a friend to discuss Buddhism recently. I'm afraid I can't come, please don't blame me."

Jiang Chen said, "You are quite intelligent, I think you have a connection with Buddhism."

How can there be no connection.

Among the four, Jin Chi died of a serious offense, Canglang and Baishe both died under the golden hoop stick, and only Xiongpi was lucky enough to be appreciated by Guanyin and go to Luojia Mountain to become the mountain guardian god. How could he not have fate?

This sentence obviously gave Xiongpi great encouragement. Xiong Bin touched his head naively, adhering to the principle that humble people are more loved by people in the human world, "How dare the wild monsters talk about Buddhism? Buddhism is boundless, and Xiong Bin only knows the superficial principles. If there is a master, it should be Elder Jin Chi of Guanyin Zen Temple. Xiong Bin only knows the superficial principles. I will have to ask Elder Jin Chi for advice on this trip."

"Don't be too humble. Buddhism emphasizes the word enlightenment. If you can understand it, you can become a Buddha on the spot. If not, you will still be a mortal body after thousands of practices."

Xiong Bin's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, as the saying goes, the Bodhi mirror is not stained by dust."

"The immortal also understands Buddhism?"

"I just heard someone mention it in the past."

Enlightenment? Like him, he has a deep obsession and is almost a demon. How can he understand it?

Become a Buddha on the spot?

He is not interested in Taoism, let alone trust in Buddhism.

He only knows that the only one who can give self-salvation is himself!

When he said that, Xiong Bin believed it. "If he is the friend of the immortal, he must be a wonderful person."

"..." It is indeed wonderful. It's just that people living in this world will never meet him.

"Immortal..." He finally hesitated, took off the triangular gourd from his waist, and handed it to Jiang Chen, "I often listen to the immortal's music, but I have no thank you gift. Yesterday, I passed by the forest and took some things. Although they are not valuable, I just want to express my gratitude!"

He finished these words very quickly, and felt a little ashamed, and ran out of the yard quickly.

But there are indeed no treasures in Black Wind Mountain, otherwise, he would definitely give the immortal a better treasure.

Yesterday, he shook several beehives and was stung. Fortunately, he was smart and ran here in his original form today.

I have no idea whether his original form of three feet tall is unsightly.

But Jiang Chen has long been accustomed to it.

Opening the half-human-high gourd, a sweet breath hits his face.

Jiang Chen took a look and snapped it on again.

...It's probably very difficult to make a snake like honey.

Considering that this was a "gift" without murderous intent, he didn't deal with it deliberately, but just put it into the pool in the yard.

If he... or Xiaoxi were here, he would probably be able to make some cakes and fruit wine. Jiang Chen has never lit up this talent.

In his life, he is best at the temperature of cooking medicine.

To make the best of a hardship, maybe the method of cooking medicine often leads to cooking. But it is still a means of longevity, and there is nothing to compare the two.

After eating grass for many years, I think he won't pay much attention to the taste. No matter how unsatisfactory the three meals are, they will always be much better than the taste of medicine.

No one is here, and the sound of the piano is also dingdong. It's just that compared with human performance, it lacks a bit of affection.

Li Yan watched him carefully carve the jade dragon, stared at the zither for a long time, and then said, "It's left to you."

Li Yan didn't understand what he meant for a moment, "Huh?"

"I'm leaving."

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "Leave? You clearly said you wouldn't leave?"

"It's different now, people's hearts are always changing."

"But you're not a human!"

"What does it have to do with human demons?" Human hearts and demon hearts, what's the difference when you get to the bottom of it.

"..."

"The outside world is extremely dangerous! You will be captured, disemboweled, and mortals will dig out the snake's gallbladder as food and use the venom as medicine... Woo woo woo, can you not leave?"

"When the zither sounds, the pool will water you. Don't be afraid without me."

"..."Am I afraid that no one will water it?

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know. I just have a vague feeling." There will be clues in the place where the dragons live.

In this way, the sea cannot be avoided.

"Will you come back?"

"..."I don't know.

He has never made a promise that he doesn't know the outcome of. If he can't do it, there will be no promise.

"Yes." He answered.

So what if it's unknown. He is not a frank and sincere gentleman, so why bother about whether the promise is fulfilled or not.

Anyway, those gentlemen may not care.

It can be happy for a while, so it's just for a while. Living with hope is always better than waiting for death with despair.

...

A new musician has come to the Dragon Palace in the West Sea.

The race seems to be a water snake.

But he can vaguely sense the dragon's breath. I don't know which dragon son is willing to share his luck with a little snake.

But if he can do this, why not directly enlighten him to become a member of the dragon clan?

The snake demon and the dragon clan are one demon and one god. You can imagine their status.

That's the case, but his piano sound is indeed the best in ancient and modern times.

I'm afraid that none of the heavenly musicians exclusive to the Jade Emperor can match this.

The Dragon King was obviously happy about this, and couldn't wait to invite all the brothers to gather together. He pointed at the people in the curtain on the bluestone blue platform and boasted, "Big brother, third brother, fourth brother, what do you think of my West Sea water people?"

"Very good, very good." The Dragon Kings were a little dissatisfied with his arrogant tone because of their brothers' face, but they still praised him repeatedly.

After speaking, it is hard to say that this voice cannot be praised.

Ten months later, Jiang Chen determined the purpose of this visit, a pearl in the treasure house of the West Sea.

The most obvious thing for Shouyou to sense.

Rumor has it that it is a token of love exchanged between Ao Lie, the third prince of the West Sea, and Princess Wansheng of Wansheng Lake.

It is the dragon ball of Princess Wansheng.

It has nothing to do with the four seas dragons, but it is related to the dragons in a small lake near the Jisai Kingdom.

The dragon ball of the dragon clan is not easily shown to others, let alone leaving. If Ao Lie had not made an engagement with Wansheng, her dragon ball would not have appeared in the West Sea.

However, before March, their marriage had already fallen through. Princess Wansheng had a new lover, but was discovered by Ao Lie. Ao Lie burned the pearl personally given by the Jade Emperor in anger and was convicted of sin by the heaven. Guanyin interceded for her and imprisoned her in the Eagle Sorrow Stream on Shepan Mountain.

Jiang Chen thought for a while and heard from the relocated snakes that a big monster came to the Shepan Mountain where they lived three months ago. The monster had a good appetite. In order to avoid being eaten, the whole family moved to the Black Wind Mountain and followed the bear to Jiang Chen. In other words, Shepan Mountain and Black Wind Mountain are neighbors.

Juanlian broke the wine cup and was demoted to the Flowing Sand River. Ao Lie burned the pearl and imprisoned her in the Eagle Sorrow Stream.

No matter which era, the favoritism of the Emperor of Heaven always outweighs the fate of others. Others are always sacrificed to establish the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven.

Sun Wukong rebelled against the Heaven, and lived under the Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years.

Jiang Chen didn't know how he spent those five hundred years, nor how he dispelled his resentment and anger.

Five hundred years, it seems that a lot can be changed.

Jiang Chen didn't know how the Great Sage understood the universe, but he knew that there was a thousand years of darkness, and some people had struggled desperately but couldn't get out of the predicament, until finally it became a grudge. Yangyan invaded the body, and it was painful.

The redemption that was expected at the beginning had long been worn away bit by bit in the cold deep sea that surged day after day and year after year.

There was no Guanyin who would tell him that the holy monk from the East would save him from the sea of ​​suffering in five hundred years.

In the rotation of tens of millions of years, he hated the justice executed by the so-called fair people, the so-called relatives and friends brought unnecessary deaths, and unwillingly reaffirmed himself and his memory.

Unwilling. Until now.

So, he must change all this. For this, no matter what the cost.

The planning started long ago.