When Zhang Ze and Li were preparing to interrogate Da Tou Cai, the Valley Master of dicine King Valley, Qin Lang, had already arrived in Chang State with Xiaoxue.
Chang State, by the sea cliff.
In Brother Monkey's Water Curtain Cave.
Qin Lang looked at the morial tablet on the wall and sighed softly, reaching out to brush away the omnipresent dust.
As the gentle breeze blew, the plaque of Monkey Master's White Wave Army's grandfather, Master Monkey Bai Shou Nan, beca spotless again.
The old stories of Chang State were just a trivial footnote in Qin Lang's long life.
But for so, they were a remarkable tale worthy of being rembered for a lifeti and passed on to future generations.
When leaving Chang State, Qin Lang revealed his identity to the old monkey, saying that if he wished, he could accompany him to the dicine King Valley.
However, the old monkey did not eagerly accept, only saying that it was hard to leave one's holand.
"I'm not foolish, Brother Qin, I've long had my suspicions about you, just didn't expect such a big shot.
"However, I should forgo going to the dicine King Valley with you.
"It was this Chang State's wonders that brought us together. But if I left Chang State, I would just be an old, lecherous monkey demon.
"There's no place for in the dicine King Valley, nor should I be there. What if, at that ti, we find each other annoying and I do sothing wrong, ruining this wonderful fate instead?
"It's better if we part ways due to the long road through the mountains and seas, never to et again.
"That way, when you think of , you'll only rember the beautiful na of Chang State's Cliff Mountain Monkey King, and the wonderful tis we had exploring the mountains and seas, rather than my pathetic state seeking life-extension as I near my end.
"This is for the best."
Recalling his old friend's last words, Qin Lang sighed once more, took out from his bosom the wooden box filled with Yellow Book authored by Zhang Ze and Miemie, and placed it before the plaque.
"It's all new stuff, you wouldn't have seen it yet."
Having said that, Qin Lang made a flower-picking gesture with his hand, and in the Suru Space, a withered branch appeared in his hand.
Without any visible action, peach blossoms blood on the deadwood in his hand.
After placing the peach blossom branch on the wooden box as a gesture of offering, Qin Lang turned back and softly asked, "Xiaoxue, what are you doing?"
"I've discovered sothing, Master, co take a look." Xiaoxue's voice echoed from the third cave deep inside.
Pulling aside the purple vine curtain, Qin Lang stepped into the back chamber and saw Xiaoxue squatting on the ground, staring intently at the black stone on the rocking chair.
"Master, is this an old man? Why does it look strange to ?" Xiaoxue asked.
In Qin Lang's eyes, the face of an old friend remained, only much older, with greying monkey hair on the temples, and his body much smaller, far less robust than when he used to traverse mountains and rivers.
"You're back?" The voice of the old monkey echoed in Qin Lang's ear.
Just like when they parted then, exactly the sa.
Except...
Qin Lang squinted slightly, everything around him, including Xiaoxue, turned into the colors of black and white qi, a fignt of his yearning constructing a phantom before his eyes.
He reached out and pointed, an invisible ripple spread, forcibly erasing the yearning attached to the black stone.
The shadow of the old friend dispersed, and the black stone turned back into a re black stone.
"Master is amazing." Xiaoxue sat on the side, clapping her hands.
"Is this the black stone you discovered in Chang State?" Qin Lang looked at his foolish disciple.
"Mm, mm, mm." Xiaoxue nodded vigorously.
But before Qin Lang could continue to inquire, thunder sounded outside the cave, and in the blink of an eye, Old Sect Leader Li appeared behind him.
"Where have you been all this ti? People might have thought you were killed by the savages." Old Sect Leader Li laughed heartily.
"Quiet down, this is the abode of an old friend," Qin Lang frowned and said, "Let's talk outside."
The two of them ca to the cliffside, in front of them the vast sea, the Giant Turtle Zhulu comfortably soaking in the sea, playing fishing gas with Fuji.
Zhulu was the boat, Fuji was the net, Xiaoxue was the captain.
Nodding to Zhulu in greeting, Qin Lang then said to Li Wenzhou, "Tell about that Earth Sea matter."
Speaking of this matter, Old Sect Leader Li imdiately perked up.
It was a rare opportunity to teach Qin Lang sothing, he had to make sure to seize the mont.
He stroked his beard and began narrating to Qin Lang from the ti of the Ancient Primordial, when the heavens and earth were first ford.
"It is said that when the heavens and earth first opened, desolation was all around, with heavenly fire descending..."
"Say sothing useful, if you don't want to talk, I'll go find Old Tang." Seeing Li Wenzhou starting to chat nonsense, Qin Lang said impatiently, ready to take out the small walnuts.
"Ahem, the Northern Territory Demon Race..." Old Sect Leader Li fast-forwarded.
Shortly thereafter, he briefly recounted the secret history of the Demon Race, summarized the concept of the Earth Sea, pointed out clearly the fact that the Earth Sea was heating up, and expressed that this was both the current opportunity and the challenge soon to be faced in the future.
At the sa ti, he emphasized that if the Human Race wanted to observe the Earth Sea and explore the path beyond Mahayana, they could not do without the Spirit Fusion Technique of his Beast Taming Sect.
Even though the Buddhist Sect could do it too, and the Celestial Sect understood it, neither was as pure or authentic as his Beast Taming Sect's version.
Finally, Old Sect Leader Li proudly said,
"If you want to learn it, call good brother, and I'll teach you right away."
But Qin Lang did not humbly bow as he expected, instead, just stared blankly at the sea, watching Xiaoxue and Fuji with their arms full of crabs in a daze.
"Did you hear ? If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Li Wenzhou patted Qin Lang on the shoulder.
"Hmm, what did you say? I didn't catch that?" Qin Lang turned to look at Li Wenzhou in confusion. He tapped his earlobe, and two jade buttons in the shape of green spiral shells flew out from his ears.
Old Tang's sowhat sticky voice ca out from within these two jade sound-locking green spirals.
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