Chapter 456 The Power of Heart Fire The Monkey as Steady as a Rock!

Sun Wukong sat on the old peach tree, seemingly meditating with his eyes closed, not hearing anything outside the window, but in fact his eyelids were slightly opened, observing the seven fairies.

Seeing the seven Chang'es leave and pick their own peaches, Sun Wukong began to think secretly. He had heard a little about the Peach Festival.

The Peach Festival was proposed by the Great Heavenly Lord, the Jade Emperor of Heaven, and the Queen Mother of Yaochi. It was held once every ten thousand years. All the invited gods and fairies could come to the Heaven to taste the unique peaches of the Heaven.

This made the connection between the giant Heaven and the immortals and gods of the Three Realms closer, and it was also a means for the Heaven to win over people's hearts.

But this Peach Festival has always been held once every ten thousand years, and there has never been any change. Why did it have to be held in advance during the period when he was the manager of the Peach Garden?

Could it be another chess game played by the immortals and gods in the heavens to target him?

Sun Wukong was really depressed. He was just an ordinary monkey. Why did those powerful people focus their energy on him?

Unable to figure out the reason, Sun Wukong closed his eyes slightly and began to practice. The spiritual energy in the Heavenly Palace was comparable to the top paradises in the Three Realms. Not to mention the Peach Garden, the spiritual energy was so abundant that it was unimaginable. The key was that it was all innate spiritual energy. After running a big cycle, it could be easily absorbed. It didn’t need to go through the tedious steps of refining and purifying like breathing in acquired spiritual energy. Its efficiency was greatly improved.

Half a day was spent in meditation. In Sun Wukong's ears, the gentle voices of the seven Chang'e rang again, "Manager Sun, we have finished picking the peaches. We will leave now."

Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes, jumped down from the old peach tree, and asked with a smile, "How many small peaches, medium peaches, and large peaches did the fairies pick? Please tell me, so that I can record them."

Several Chang'e looked up in surprise, as if they were surprised that Sun Wukong was so loyal to his duty.

"Of course."

The seven Chang'e responded quickly and reported the number and size of the peaches they picked to Sun Wukong.

After Sun Wukong pretended to record it, he finally had time to ask, "I heard that the Peach Festival is held once every 10,000 years, but now, it has been less than 10,000 years since the last Peach Festival. Do you know why?"

"We are just following the orders of the Queen of Yaochi. As for why it was held 500 years earlier, I really don't know."

The Chang'es obviously didn't know the inside story and kept shaking their heads.

Sun Wukong showed no disappointment on his face, and continued to ask curiously, "In previous years, the Peach Festival would invite the famous immortals from the three realms to participate. I wonder who was invited this time?"

The Chang'es knew some of these things, and said, "There is the Zhenyuanzi Immortal of the Five-Zhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain, the Queen Mother of the West in West Kunlun, and the second-generation leader of the Some People Sect, the Great Master Xuandu."

After the Chang'es finished speaking, they covered their mouths and chuckled, "The manager is worried about whether he can participate in this Peach Festival?"

Sun Wukong smiled a little embarrassedly, "Nothing can be hidden from the seven fairies."

The Chang'es waved their hands, "The manager doesn't have to worry about this. All the people in my heavenly court, as long as they have received the immortal scroll and have a divine position, can participate in this Peach Festival. The manager is naturally qualified."

"I see."

Sun Wukong pretended to be enlightened and nodded repeatedly.

At this time, the red-clothed fairy seemed to have thought of something, and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "I won't talk to you anymore. There are still a lot of things waiting for us in Yaochi."

Looking at the figures of the seven Chang'es leaving, Sun Wukong suddenly laughed. Maybe he was too sensitive. Maybe this was a very normal Peach Festival, just a few days earlier.

Sun Wukong didn't think about it anymore. He sat on the old peach tree, continued to practice hard, accumulated magic power, consolidated his foundation, and waited for the future that would be amazing if he didn't make a sound.

In the Heavenly Palace, the Peach Festival was still being prepared intensively. Peaches, royal wine, and delicacies were being made non-stop.

In the Lingxiao Palace, Yao Chi suddenly asked, "Brother Haotian, did that monkey really rebel against the heaven and become a demon in the lower world as we expected?"

Haotian smiled and stretched out his hand, revealing a golden bodhi seed, which lay quietly in his palm, emitting a dazzling golden light, "With the Western wonders and the bodhi seed, nothing should go wrong."

"Alas, this monkey, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, was born by the creation of heaven and earth. If it weren't for this catastrophe, in fact..."

Yao Chi sighed softly. Although she was also one of the chess players behind this catastrophe, many things were not something she could change.

Time passed like flowing water. Half a month passed. Soon, the list of the Peach Conference was officially announced. As expected, Sun Wukong's name was not on it.

Just a few days before the Peach Conference, in the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian calculated with his fingers and felt that the time was almost right. He flicked his fingers, and a golden light drew an arc in the air and flew towards the Peach Garden.

Looking in the direction of the Peach Garden, Haotian's mouth slightly raised, feeling that everything was under control.

The Western sacred object Bodhi seeds are produced from the ten best innate spiritual roots, the Bodhi tree. After being guided and refined by Zhunti, they have all kinds of incredible magical uses.

At this time, Haotian seemed to have seen the resentment of Sun Wukong when he learned that he was not among the participants of the Peach Conference. Coupled with the catalysis of the Bodhi seeds, he was furious and rebelled against the Heavenly Court, became a demon in the lower world, and then the Heavenly Court took action. The scene of completing the plan step by step.

In the Peach Garden, when Sun Wukong learned that he was not on the invitation list, he was not angry, but felt a little relieved.

He really didn't know what was good about participating in the Peach Festival.

Eat a few peaches?

He had eaten almost all of them during his tenure. Who would care about those peaches at the banquet!

Instead of participating in the Peach Festival, it would be better to use the saved time to practice. Sun Wukong shook his head, closed the door, and entered the state of practice.

At this time, a burst of golden light flew in and sank into Sun Wukong's body. At the moment of entering Sun Wukong's body.

At Sun Wukong's heart, a ray of colorful heart fire ignited with a puff, and instantly covered Sun Wukong's whole body like a stream of light.

The golden streamer entered Sun Wukong's body, and before he could do anything, he was instantly wrapped, refined, and submerged by the heart fire!

Sun Wukong opened his eyes in confusion, looking at the colorful, pure and clean heart fire covering his body, wondering, "What just happened?"

After checking, he found nothing abnormal, closed his eyes, and continued to practice.

In the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian was concentrating on waiting for Sun Wukong to take action, but after waiting for a long time, on the eve of the Peach Festival, there was still no news from the Peach Garden.

Haotian frowned and ordered Taibai Jinxing to check. Taibai Jinxing hurried to the Peach Garden to check the situation.

After asking the water carriers and learning that Sun Wukong was in seclusion, he hurried back to the Lingxiao Palace to meet Haotian.