I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

Besides, the strange behavior of the people on the street should be that even the people have seen through the king's tricks.

It's just that in order to cater to the king's intentions, they all pretend to worship the Tao and suppress the Buddha.

Monkey King was quite ashamed of his behavior towards destroying the king of France. After thinking about it later, he realized that this kind of thing is just a trick used by those bald thieves in the West.

……

Leave Destroy France and move on.

The road is getting wider and smoother.

After walking for another two days, a misty mountain appeared right in front of the caravan.

That is Hidden Misty Mountain!

finally arrived at home!

"Hidden Mist Mountain! I'm back!"

Monkey King stood on the carriage, looking at the hidden fog mountain in the distance, filled with emotion.

Hidden Mist Mountain is the origin of his life, and it is also the beginning of his first contact with this bizarre world.

Returning after 11 years of absence, I was inevitably a little excited.

As soon as the caravan entered the range of Hidden Mist Mountain, sentries greeted them.

As soon as Lang Rong said that the king was back, the sentinel ran over excitedly and knelt.

"Go. Tell them, Lao Tzu is back!" Sun Wukong said in a comfortable mood.

"Little one obeys!" The sentinel jumped up, turned around and ran towards the top of the hill.

"The king is back! The king is back! The king is back!"

The sentinel ran all the way, shouting while pulling his neck.

Not long after, people on the mountain heard the news.

As soon as the leaders heard that Monkey King had returned, they immediately gathered their monster soldiers and formed a team to meet Monkey King.

There are already many human races in Hidden Mist Mountain, and they are all laborers who depend on Hidden Mist Mountain to live.

Now that they heard that the owner of Hidden Mist Mountain had returned, they all came out curiously, wanting to see what the legendary mountain owner looked like.

"Master!"

Ling Xuzi was concocting alchemy, when he heard that Sun Wukong was back, he immediately put down his work, turned off the fire and rushed out.

Looking at it from a distance, sure enough, it was Monkey King!

"Long time no see. Lingxu disciple!"

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "I didn't expect to meet each other in Yinwu Mountain 11 years later.

"Master! This disciple finally saw you!" Ling Xuzi was very excited.

Eleven years have passed, and he now has the cultivation base of the peak of the Celestial Immortal, and his progress is not unpleasant.

"This is the Lord of the Hidden Mist Mountain? It turns out that he is a Taoist leader with a fairy spirit!"

"This is inevitable! Didn't you see that Taoist Ling Xuzi called him a master?"

The people of the human race talked a lot, and they all thought that Monkey King was a real person with Taoism.

At this time, eleven leaders arrived with the little monsters.

"My lord!" The eleven leaders of the fairyland clasped their fists together.

Hidden Mist Mountain is developing rapidly, and its resources are also abundant.

The original twelve little demon bosses who were in the Anti-Void Stage have now all been promoted to the Earth Fairyland.

There are even four who have reached the peak of the fairyland, faintly on the verge of breaking through.

"Meet the king!"

After the leaders finished shouting, the demon soldiers behind them shouted again in unison.

Behind the commanders are a thousand monster soldiers, and now the monster soldiers have changed their human appearance.

They are well-trained at first glance, and the teams are neatly arranged.

The seven thousand demon soldiers held their heads high and held their chests high, with the faint aura of a battle formation.

Sun Wukong swept away his consciousness, and the minimum cultivation level of these thousand demon soldiers was already at the stage of transforming gods.

This strength has increased several times compared to when he first left.

At that time, the lowest level of cultivation was the foundation-building stage, and many of them even had no ability to change their human forms.

The most important thing is that the demon soldiers are all wearing armor and holding standard spears in their hands.

Back then, it was difficult for them in Yinwu Mountain to gather a hundred or so sets of clothes, but now they can even have a set of armor!

"Let's go! Little ones, go back. Show me what you have done all these years!"

Seeing the development and growth of Yinwu Mountain, Sun Wukong was excited, and he waved his hand proudly and strode forward.

On the way back, Lang Rong had already talked a lot with Monkey King.

Although Sun Wukong was prepared in his heart, he was still shocked by the current strength of Yinwu Mountain.

The plan he formulated when he left was to develop the economy and live in harmony with the human race.

The Twelve Chiefs strictly carried out his orders, and they did very well.

The east-west roads on Hidden Mist Mountain are flat and wide, and it looks like they are maintained by special personnel.

There is a market town halfway up the mountain on the avenue, which is not only a transit point for trade caravans, but also a settlement area for the people of Yinwu Mountain.

Over the years, Hidden Mist Mountain has been under construction, attracting many alien races.

With their participation, the development of Yinwu Mountain will be more comprehensive and stable.

Passed the market town.

On the relatively flat slopes of the mountain, various crops are planted, the largest of which is tobacco leaves.

All the people working in the plantation are humans, some are weeding, some are pruning.

Tobacco leaves have become the flagship product of Hidden Mist Mountain, and one of the favorites of all countries in the business world.

Going forward, the terrain is slightly higher.

There are several farms in the woods here, and the people working in the farms are also human races.

In terms of work, the human race has this natural advantage.

After the unanimous decision of the twelve leaders five years ago, all the monster races in Hidden Mist Mountain quit the production field.

They are only managers and guardians of Hidden Mist Mountain.

After the Yaozu quit the production work, the human race fully participated, the production efficiency was greatly improved, and the tax revenue of Hidden Misty Mountain was also greatly increased.

The Twelve Commanders have the economic ability to transform Hidden Mist Mountain.

So from then on, the little demon on the mountain began to form an army.

At the same time began to forge armor and weapons.

It took five years to finally build a consistently strong team.

After passing the livestock area, the mountain here is relatively steep, and it is also the highest peak of the entire road leading to the mountain.

There is a cottage built here, which is where the monsters live now.

And the innermost part of the cottage is the location of Zheyue Lianhuan Cave.

"My lord. Over the years, my brothers have all moved from the cave to the stockade, and now the cave has become a place for us to worship. The little ones make decisions without authorization and ask the king to forgive you." Outside Zheyue Lianhuan Cave, Lang Rong pleaded guilty to Monkey King .

"Get up, what are you guilty of. Now this is exactly what I want." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

There is a school yard in the cottage, and a high platform in front of it.

Monkey King climbed onto the high platform and faced a thousand demon soldiers.

"Little ones, your king is back!"

"Long live the king! Greetings to the king!" The demon soldiers shouted in unison.

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===Chapter 1151 Docking the Tail to Survive===

Monkey King has been back for a month.

He has a complete grasp of the situation on the mountain.

In terms of military strength, there are only [-] elite soldiers, the team members of Yinwu Mountain back then.

There are more than 700 demon soldier families, the combat power is not very high, but it can be regarded as a reserve.

There have been less than one hundred foreign monster races these years.

And no more than twenty were accepted.

Without him, Yinwu Mountain now has extremely high conditions for absorbing foreign monster races.

It is the Nascent Soul stage to start.

You have to stop eating people and have no other bad habits.

These are nothing, the rarest thing is to be educated.

Just one piece stumped the alien monster race.

Besides the advanced combat power, apart from the twelve chiefs who are masters of earth immortals, the highest cultivation level is Ling Xuzi who is the peak of immortals.

At the level of Immortal Dao, Yinwu Mountain is not far behind Shituoling.

In terms of population, there are 2 people in the town where the human race gathers on the hillside, and most of them are adult laborers.

The work of these people is processing and manufacturing.

Except for the agate stones and sandalwood purchased from Shituoling and Zakong Mountain, which are sold halfway, they will be handed over to these people to be processed into various handicrafts and sold to the Buddhist Kingdom of the West Heaven when they are transported back to the mountain.

In addition, there are some daily necessities, furniture, weapons, armors and other supplies in Yinwu Mountain, all of which are also produced by them.

There is a human gathering town at the foot of the mountain near Fengxian County in the west, with a population of more than 7!

All of them are disaster victims from Fengxian County, and they are still growing.

The projects of Yinwu Mountain in the past few years have been built by these victims.

In addition, these disaster victims also worked in the fields and livestock farms.

There are also some fields on the gentle hillside to the east, which are rented to these victims for farming.

Generally speaking, they are engaged in manual labor and raw material production.

Although I earn less, I will not die of thirst and starvation.

Therefore, these disaster victims are most grateful to Yinwu Mountain and Monkey King.

"Oh! Difficult!"

Monkey King leaned on the wicker chair in the office and sighed.

This office is the largest room specially reserved for him by the twelve chiefs.

These days, it was arranged by Monkey King, which really looks like a company.

"Master is worried about the Journey to the West team?" Ling Xuzi asked.

In addition to their master and apprentice, there are all 12 leaders in the room.

After experiencing the changes in Heifeng Mountain, Ling Xuzi also understood many things.

Moreover, the rumor that Tang Monk could live forever after eating meat has already spread to Yinwu Mountain.

"That's right." Sun Wukong nodded.

"Can't we just not provoke him?" Lang Rong said.

"Yes! Let them go! We can even send someone to send them out of the country!" The other leaders agreed.

Lang Rong led caravans around all the year round, so he was no stranger to the news of Tang Seng and his party.