But this golden monkey had a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth, was wearing a golden battle suit, had a pair of flying spikes trembling on his head, and held a big stick as thick as his arm in his hand.
Next to him stood a silver-grey monkey who looked a little old, but exuded a powerful aura from his body, as if he had returned to nature, and every move he made seemed to contain the principles of heaven and earth.
"Gibbon?" Feng Qingyang was stunned when he saw the two monkeys flying in. It was not because he was scared, but because he was too surprised. The two monkeys in front of him were so similar.
"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven? Monkey King?" The golden monkey muttered to himself, then looked up at the golden ancient seals on the edge of the cave, and a dazzling light suddenly reflected in his eyes.
"The blessed land of Flower-Fruit Mountain, the paradise of Water Curtain Cave." He muttered softly, and the light in his eyes became brighter. He turned to look at the silver-gray monkey beside him, and saw that his eyes were also shining, full of wisdom, but what he was thinking was unknown.
"What a nice name, what a Water Curtain Cave, haha..." the silver-gray monkey laughed, then walked forward, came to Feng Qingyang, and looked at him deeply.
"My little Taoist friend has been in a coma for more than a month. He just woke up today and is so elegant that he has the honor to write for my humble home. It really brings honor to my humble abode." The monkey looked weird and spoke in a very literary way.
Feng Qingyang was stunned, slightly surprised, and thought to himself, how could he be unconscious for such a long time? A month? It would be great if he could use this month to practice.
"Have you been protecting my safety during this period?" Feng Qingyang didn't waste any words. He was the kind of person who would repay kindness with revenge. If they really protected him for a month, then they should give something in return.
"You're joking, little Taoist friend. You fell from the waterfall and were lying on the rocks outside. If you say that we protected you, it doesn't really count." said the silver-gray monkey.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang felt a touch of warmth in his heart. He always felt very warmed when this monkey spoke, and he could not sense any murderous intent or weirdness in it.
"Excuse me, senior, what are the names of our brothers? By the way, my surname is Feng and my name is Qingyang." Feng Qingyang stepped forward and bowed. It is better to be humble when arriving in a strange place for the first time, at least to avoid some trouble.
Sure enough, right after he finished speaking, the silver-gray monkey and the golden monkey next to it both introduced themselves without hiding anything, as if they did not want to deceive Feng Qingyang and appeared extremely sincere.
"The Fighting Saint Ape Clan? The Fighting Saint Son! The old housekeeper Sun Wuxing?" Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, his mind was in turmoil. How could the names of these two people be so similar to the ones he knew in his mind? Could there be some connection between them
The three of them sat aside and talked happily. From beginning to end, they never asked where Feng Qingyang was from or why he fell from the waterfall. It seemed that they were not on guard against him at all.
Feng Qingyang felt particularly happy with this kind of mentality. He felt extremely relaxed talking with them. Through this conversation, he also knew where he was now and had a better understanding of the place.
"Putuo Mountain is a chaotic place. A hundred miles ahead of the waterfall, there is a demon city with a golden lion king in charge. Don't look down on this golden lion, he is a real Dao Realm expert. If he hadn't been in charge, the demon city would have collapsed long ago."
“But Qingyang, don’t think too much. Your cultivation is weak now. If you want to enter the demon city, you can wait until your cultivation breaks through the Nascent Soul stage before entering. Otherwise, you will probably die if you enter. The city is extremely chaotic, and it is home to countless demons and wandering cultivators.”
Since they knew each other, the old monkey naturally told Feng Qingyang everything he knew without hiding anything. The friendship between gentlemen is open and honest. This was what Feng Qingyang thought at this moment.
His eyes flickered, and after listening to the old monkey's introduction, he fell silent.
"Putuo Mountain is a city of chaos. If you want to get out of Putuo Mountain, it's best to borrow the teleportation array in the demon city. This way, you can teleport out of the demon area and return to the human area. The closest city to the human race is the Heavenly King City of the Wang family commander!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but some of them were bitter.
Just now, when the old monkey was introducing him to Mount Putuo and the surrounding forces, he mentioned the Wang family.
Originally he thought that the Wang family was just a small family, but now it seems that he was wrong. There are countless super families and large sects on this cultivation star.
There are countless geniuses, golden elixirs are as numerous as dogs, and Yuanying masters are everywhere. It is not like the world of cultivation, where there are clear command areas in Wei and Jin, such as the ten righteous ways, the one demon way, and the endless sea.
In the spiritual world, there is no distinction between good and evil, only a division of strength.
The Wang family is considered a large family in the west. It has several ancestors at the Tao level, who dominate the area and have countless powerful beings among them.
Wang Chen is not only the holy son of the Wang family, but also the designated successor of the Wang family, the next head of the family, a confirmed powerful person in the realm of Tao. Moreover, close to the Wang family's territory is another super sect - the Zhentian Emperor Palace.
When he heard the name, a hint of murderous intent flashed across Feng Qingyang's eyes, but it eventually dissipated. Every grievance has its perpetrator, and he had a grudge against the Zhengtian Sect in the world of cultivation, but he had already uprooted it.
As long as the Zhentian Emperor Palace here does not cause trouble for him, then he will understand it now. The most urgent task now is to snatch it away on the day of Qian Duoduo's wedding, and then go to the Goddess Palace in the east to find Zhu Xuezhu.
"Oh, why am I so unlucky?" Feng Qingyang smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, but his thoughts began to change again.
"This is actually better. The spirit world is so vast, and it contains countless secrets. I'm sure I can find the mystery of zombies in it."
Thinking of this, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes. Although the light was fleeting, it was still seen by the silver-gray old monkey beside him.
He secretly admired Feng Qingyang in his heart. Although it was just a simple exchange with him, in his heart, he liked this mysterious young man from the bottom of his heart.
It was a kind of trust. Although he didn't know where it came from, he believed in his intuition. The person he trusted was definitely not a sinister and cunning person.
"But this boy has something on his mind. Looking at the murderous intent that flashes in his eyes from time to time, I'm afraid he has some deep hatred. If this mentality continues for a long time, I'm afraid it will affect his cultivation."
Thinking of this, he was about to speak, but was interrupted by the Fighting Saint.
"Qingyang, don't think too much. If you want to go to the demon city, I will go with you."