"Master... Master... the traitor who betrayed Fangcun Mountain was none other than Jueming! For the past three months, he has been lighting the lamps in Master's meditation room with lamp oil mixed with mermaid fat poisoned by a poisonous insect. Normally, no one would notice anything unusual. This time, when Master was using his magical power of creation, the poison that had been accumulated for many days broke out and disrupted Master's meridians. Jueming also took the opportunity to join forces with a masked man in black who suddenly appeared and severely injured Master. Now he and the remaining disciples have all hidden in the Bodhi Secret Realm. I escaped at the risk of my life to ask for help." Juean was a little excited and said a lot in one breath.
"Master is injured? How serious is his injury?" Sun Wukong asked, scratching his face.
"The masked man in black?" Shen Luo pondered.
"Master is seriously injured. He can only rely on the Bodhi Secret Realm to hold on now, but I'm afraid he can't hold on for too long. The disciples who were sent out for help before, except me, may have been intercepted and killed." Jue'an said hurriedly.
"By the way, senior, what's the matter with the Changshou Village at the foot of the mountain?" Shen Luo remembered something and asked hurriedly.
"The Changshou Village has been friendly with us since ancient times. This time, they warned us in advance and told us that a large number of cultivators had secretly sneaked into the vicinity of Fangcun Mountain, so they were retaliated by the other side." Jue'an said.
"What about the villagers..." Shen Luo said worriedly.
"Some of them were lost, and the others were rescued by my master. Now they are all hiding in the Bodhi Secret Realm." Jue'an said with a sad face.
"There is no time to lose, let's go up the mountain to rescue them immediately." Sun Wukong said with a frown.
"Junior brother, no." Jue'an said immediately.
"Why not?" Sun Wukong asked with a grin.
"There are more than a dozen sects gathered on the top of the mountain right now. They are numerous and powerful, and there is no shortage of Taiyi monks with profound cultivation. If we rush in like this, not only will we fail to save anyone, but we will also get ourselves involved. By then, the last hope of saving the sect will be gone." Upon hearing this, Jue'an said earnestly.
"Distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. Master and the others are in imminent danger. Even if we go to ask for help now, what use will it be? We might as well just charge up the mountain and have a good fight." Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, and the unruly wildness in his body was revealed again.
"Your Majesty, what Fellow Daoist Jue'an said makes sense." Marshal Ma said.
"It is indeed inappropriate to go up the mountain rashly without asking for reinforcements." Fu Donglai also pondered.
When he learned that the second king of Lion Camel Ridge had arrived in person, he knew that the matter would certainly not be resolved peacefully. Without help, Fangcun Mountain would be in danger.
After hearing this, Sun Wukong showed hesitation. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"In that case, Fellow Daoist Shen, I'd like to trouble you and this fellow Daoist from the demon clan to go to Mount Putuo and Wuzhuang Temple to seek help. I, Old Sun, have a good personal relationship with them and Fangcun Mountain has a good relationship with them, so I think they will not ignore you."
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo did not agree immediately and seemed a little hesitant.
"I'll leave this matter to you. I'll go up the mountain first." Sun Wukong didn't care whether they agreed or not. After saying this, he pushed the ground with one foot, flew up, and headed straight for the top of Fangcun Mountain.
Seeing this, Marshal Ma and General Beng, two powerful ape warriors, hurriedly followed.