In the blink of an eye, a few months have passed, and Han Yu has been staying under the holy cliff. During this period, he broke through to the realm of the second level of King Wu. He thought about various ways and looked for various ways, hoping to get to the top of the holy cliff, but the whole mountain was shrouded in mysterious power. step in.
Han Yu and the old monkey gradually became acquainted, and also knew the identity of the old monkey.
The old monkeys have been guarded under the holy cliff for generations, and they are the guardians of the holy cliff. Their mission is to find the descendants of the fighting holy monkeys to inherit the inheritance of the fighting holy monkeys and revive the divine power of the fighting holy monkeys. .
This time, the old monkey chose Sun Dayou.
Han Yu also knew from the old monkey why the three-eared monkey king was not good for Sun Dayou.
The three-eared monkey king is the descendant of the six-eared macaque. Since ancient times, the six-eared macaque and the fighting holy monkey family have been mortal enemies. The Three-Eared Monkey King found that the blood of the fighting holy monkey was flowing in Sun Dahou's body, and naturally he would not keep Sun Dahou. If the old monkey shot in time, Sun Dayou would have died in the hands of the three-eared monkey king.
After all, the old monkey is a monkey. He didn't want the monkey tribe to suffer because of the three-eared monkey king, so he came forward to stop Han Yu from slaughtering the monkey demon.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a loud noise came, and a person fell from the sky, knocking the ground into a big hole.
The old monkey and the little horn next to the wooden house didn't even look at them.
At this moment, Xiaojiao was holding a wine gourd in both hands, sitting on a branch, drinking the wine in the gourd constantly. The little guy's face turned redder than the monkey's face.
"Pfft..."
Xiaojiao's body crooked and fell directly from the branch to the ground, but the little guy didn't feel any pain at all, holding the wine gourd, constantly pouring wine into his mouth.
This wine is brewed by the old monkey with Zhu Hongguo, and it is a peerless wine. Even Xiaojiao, who never drank, could not extricate himself after drinking it once. For several months, he had been soaked in wine almost every day.
"Pfft..."
On the other side, the old monkey also fell to the ground, and he also drank north and south.
In the deep pit under the cliff, a unkempt young man climbed up, looked at the drunk old monkey and Xiaojiao, and shook his head. This young man is naturally Han Yu, who just fell from the sky.
This was the 101st time he fell from the sky. If it wasn't for his physical body, he would have already turned into a puddle of flesh.
Han Yu came to the outside of the pit and looked at the pitted ground around him. The pits and pits were all created by him during this period of time. He couldn't help sighing secretly. After all, he couldn't get to the top of the holy cliff.
He has tried various methods, to no avail.
Han Yu patted the soil on his body, turned around and walked over, hugging Xiaojiao, who was smelling alcohol at this moment.
"The wine made from Zhu Hongguo has a limited effect!" Han Yu scratched off the tuft of golden hair on the top of Xiaojiao's head, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
At the beginning, Xiaojiao drank the wine made from vermilion fruit, and after washing the essence and cutting the marrow, he even regained some blood power, but the recovery was very small, only a few dozen hairs turned from white to golden. Han Yu originally thought that drinking the wine made from vermilion fruit would revive Xiaojiao's blood power in a large area, but after the first revival, there was no sign of revival.
The medicinal power of vermilion fruit is limited. At this moment, Xiaojiao's body has already produced the force of repelling vermilion fruit, and drinking it again is useless to restore the power of blood. However, this wine contains a terrifying essence, which is a peerless treasure for cultivation.
Xiaojiao's cultivation during this period has advanced by leaps and bounds. At this time, he is already at the peak of the demon general. Even the old monkey is speechless when he sees it. He has never seen Xiaojiao's cultivation speed. At one point I thought I was dreaming because I drank too much.
Han Yu also drank a lot of wine made from vermilion fruit, but the effect was minimal.
Holding Xiaojiao, Han Yu walked up to the old monkey and said, "Senior, I'm about to leave."
The old monkey opened his eyes in a daze and asked, "Aren't you going to try again?"
During this period of time, Han Yu's tenacity after repeated defeats and battles made the old monkey admire very much.
Han Yu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I can't go up."
The old monkey asked, "Aren't you worried about Sun Dahou?"
Han Yu said: "I'm worried, but this is the chance for the eldest brother. The eldest brother has his own way. Since I can't help him, I should trust him. He will definitely succeed!"
The old monkey said: "You just figure it out. He has to walk his own way, his own way, and no one can help him. Before he went up, I told him about the dangers above. And he went up resolutely, he has confidence in himself, why can't we believe him?"
Han Yu nodded seriously. This was the first time that the old monkey had said something like this to him. He had never stopped Han Yu before, letting Han Yu try and fail.
He said this to Han Yu before, and Han Yu would definitely not listen, but after this period of failure, Han Yu himself realized a lot.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he can go to the holy cliff, can he really help Sun Dayou? The answer is obviously don't know.
Since Sun Dayou has the blood of the Fighting Monkey flowing in his body, this step is destined for him. Han Yu believed him.
And Han Yu also has his own mission, and he should go his own way.
The old monkey stood up, waved his hand, and said, "Go, go your own way, I believe you will meet again one day in the future."
Han Yu and the old monkey say goodbye.
"Don't you bring some wine?" Han Yu was about to leave when the old monkey suddenly asked.
"If senior is willing, I want to take them all." Han Yu turned around and smiled. The old monkey is a very approachable senior, and Han Yu gets along very well with him, so he doesn't have to take too much into consideration when he talks.
"I still want to take them all away, dreaming. During this time, you and Xiaojiao ate and drank so much wine and wine, and I didn't see you blushing." The old monkey gave Han Yu a blank look.
Han Yu pointed to Xiaojiao's face and said, "Look, senior, it's red."
"Smooth tongue!" The old monkey scolded with a smile, and with a gesture, he flew out two jars of fine wine from the cellar and gave them to Han Yu.
"Thank you, senior!" Han Yu put two jars of fine wine into the Qiankun bag. But don't underestimate these two jars of fine wine, if they are placed outside, I don't know how many masters will break their heads for them.
Not only is the raw material of this wine precious, but the way of making it is still a secret. These two jars of fine wine, the value of one jar is definitely comparable to a low-grade medicine king.
Han Yu left, standing in the distance and quietly looking at the direction of the holy cliff. The mountain where the holy cliff is located stands upright, surrounded by steep straight walls. It is not like a mountain born from the earth, but it is man-made, like a giant pillar reaching the sky.
At this moment, Han Yu has no worries in his heart, and some are just full of blessings and expectations for Sun Dayou.