The Monkey King

Thirty-third heaven.

Among the shaded green trees, Qing Xin walked angrily, and Yu Xuan followed closely with broken steps.

"Uncle, you really can't blame me. You don't know the temper of Uncle Wukong. If he gets really angry, even the Nantianmen will be breached. Wouldn't the Jade Emperor also kill one for him? If I really want to let you go, if you are He saw it, but it wasn't as simple as hanging him up all night. Yuxuan really didn't mean to not let Uncle Master down."

Qingxin stopped and turned around, glanced at Yuxuan coldly and said, "Follow the monkey head, don't follow me."

"Uncle Master..."

"He is your uncle, I am not."

After saying that, Qingxin stepped forward and continued to walk forward, with a gloomy face.

Yuxuan hesitated for a moment, then she had to quicken her steps to follow, and whispered: "Uncle Master, Master Wukong is really someone you can't mess with. You see, even Master Taiyi can't do anything to him, so I need help from Great Immortal Wanshou. Don't I heard that Wanshou Immortal was taking care of people one by one. They were all just words. At that time, Master Wukong had not yet broken through to the realm of heaven. Wasn't he himself beaten to pieces? Wasn't it Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master? If we came to rescue him, he would have been completely destroyed long ago."

"So should I just swallow this? Is there really no one in this world who can cure him?"

"have."

"Who?" Qingxin immediately stopped and looked back at Shiyuxuan.

Blinking her eyes, Yuxuan replied coyly: "Tathagata."

"It's the same as not saying it. Do you want me to find Tathagata? Change it."

"There is one more. Only the Three Holy Mothers are left."

"Third Holy Mother?" Qingxin frowned involuntarily.

"Yes, look for the Three Holy Mothers." Yuxuan nodded and said: "Uncle Wukong will definitely not fight back even if she is hit or scolded. Uncle Master can try... try to go to Huashan to find the Three Holy Mothers. She is now being raped. Erlang Shen has been suppressed at the foot of Huashan Mountain for more than six hundred years. Maybe she will be willing to help my uncle in this matter."

Hear the words. Qingxin's eyes suddenly became much colder, and she murmured to herself: "Isn't it embarrassing to find his wife to help me vent my anger?"

After that, she turned her head and walked forward angrily. Yuxuan had no choice but to follow her.

The Taoist boys from Tushita Palace who met along the way all wanted to take a detour when they saw Qing Xin's expression. It was impossible to escape. Then he stood silently and saluted.

We really need to talk about it. All of them are still pure-hearted senior brothers, but it is a pity that the status of this disciple who entered the house is very different from that of the disciples over there. In addition, due to the favor of the Supreme Lord, Qingxin is willful. Once this little junior sister Qing Xin gets angry, what else can senior fellow apprentices like them do except hide away?

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had arrived in front of a small attic.

Qingxin stood in front of the building, looked up twice, and then took steps to walk in.

The Taoist boy holding the door quickly stopped him. He whispered: "Junior sister Qingxin, you are not allowed to enter here without the master's warrant."

Looking at him, Qingxin said coldly: "I'm looking for the master."

"The master is not inside."

"I'll know if the master is there as soon as I go in. You don't need to tell me."

"But there is no master's warrant here, and no one is allowed to break in."

After saying this, Qingxin immediately burst into laughter, which made the Taoist boy panic.

Pointing to his face, Qingxin said to the Taoist disciple word for word: "I am the warrant. There is no place in Tushita Palace that I cannot go to."

After saying that, Qingxin pushed the Taoist boy away and strode across the threshold of the attic.

The Taoist boy didn't dare to stop him, so he could only follow silently behind him.

Breaking into the empty attic, Qingxin angrily kicked open the doors one after another, and in the blink of an eye, he had searched the entire attic. Unfortunately nothing was found.

At the end of the page, she had no choice but to pace back and forth in the attic hall with her hands on her hips, thinking hard.

Four or five Taoist boys from Tushita Palace had gathered outside the door. They were all watching from a distance, and no one dared to stop them.

Yuxuan said cautiously: "Is it possible that Lao Jun is really not here?"

"He must be hiding." Qing Xin said angrily, "I shouldn't have told him in advance why I came to see him."

"Maybe something happened to Laojun?"

"He retired early, what else can he do? He usually talks about seclusion and wandering around for the Jade Emperor to listen to. Who are you kidding?"

At this moment, Que'er, who was already the chief steward of Tusita Palace, walked in from outside. Seeing the mess everywhere, he asked softly: "What's wrong with sister Qingxin?"

Qingxin glanced at her lightly, calmed down the anger on her face, pursed her lips and muttered: "It's nothing, I'm looking for the master. I don't know where the old man went."

"Master has some trivial matters to deal with, so he has to leave Tushita Palace for a few days." Looking at Qingxin, Que'er smiled peacefully.

After saying this, Qingxin couldn't help but look at Que'er in a daze.

For a long time, she turned around suspiciously and walked step by step to a delicate wooden box that was as tall as one person and placed aside.

Que'er was suddenly startled and unconsciously stretched out a hand to stop him.

Before Que'er could speak, Qingxin deliberately lengthened her voice and said, "It seems that there is only one way to prove whether he is here or not."

As she spoke, she reached out to open the lid of the wooden box and grabbed a handful of black powder in the wooden box.

Everyone present couldn't help but be a little stunned.

…

In the basement of the attic, two old men were squeezed into a small space and looked at each other.

Subhuti asked in a low voice: "That...is the powder of the Heavenly Dao Stone?"

Taishang Laojun nodded with a grimace: "I wanted to keep a souvenir."

Subhuti smiled while stroking his long beard and said, "What a good disciple you taught."

"Don't you have the right to teach me? Why is it my fault alone?" Giving Subhuti a blank look, Taishang Laojun said leisurely: "Don't worry, if she can't find me, she will naturally look for you. When the time comes, you will be there. It’s hard work.”

After a moment of silence, Taishang Laojun said angrily: "Why do you think of letting her meet that monkey? With her temper and the monkey's temper, how can these two people bump into each other without causing any trouble? "

"Didn't you ask me to let them meet earlier?"

"Is that the same thing? I asked you to tell them the truth and let them meet again. How could you do it like this?"

"What's wrong with me doing this?"

Taishang Laojun turned his face away and sighed: "It's a lot of harm to do things like this. Fortunately, you are still a powerful person. You are doing all the immoral things. It's just a false name, it's just a false name."

…

Holding the handful of Tiandao Stone powder, Qingxin walked around the attic hall a few more times.

After a long time, the frown finally relaxed slowly.

"Is it really not here?"

"Master is really not here." Que'er on the side agreed.

After hesitating for a moment, Qingxin reluctantly sprinkled the powder of Tiandao Stone back into the wooden box, clapped her hands, and closed the wooden box.

Slowly walked to Qing Xin. Que'er asked softly: "What's wrong with sister Qingxin? She's so angry. What happened?"

"There is a bastard...forget it, let's not talk about it." He turned his head and looked at the Taoist boys standing aside blankly.

The Taoist boys were immediately startled when she looked at them like this, and each of them quickly took two steps back.

Regardless of the situation, Qingxin pointed at the two Taoist boys and said: "You, and you. Take the master's magic weapon and follow me to the lower world to deal with the monkey!"

…

At this time, the monkey group had slowly arrived at the foot of Wanshou Mountain. When they saw the Wanshou City attached to Wuzhuang Temple, they couldn't help but sigh.

Different from ordinary mortal cities, this is an open city with no city walls and even few defensive formations.

Layers of houses, elegant courtyards, and spacious streets. There is an endless stream of pedestrians, and from time to time you can see monks gliding past with magic weapons in the air.

There are even some monsters mixed in among these monks, and it seems that the disciples of Zhen Yuanzi around them do not reject them.

It is not difficult to understand why several demon kings tried their best to exchange magic weapons and pills from Zhen Yuanzi.

First of all, Wuzhuang Temple is different from Kunlun Mountain in that it does not reject monsters very much. Secondly. Wuzhuang Temple is also different from Xianyue Sanxing Cave, which is located in a corner. They have huge manpower and material resources, and can afford to supply large quantities of low-value elixirs and magic weapons.

Of course, this is not entirely an open society for cultivating immortals. At any time, it is firmly in the hands of Zhen Yuanzi, and only Zhen Yuanzi follows his lead.

This is why Zhen Yuanzi was able to make the Six Demon Kings unable to get half of the elixir with just one order.

Looking back, the monkey looked at Xuanzang and asked softly: "Are you going in?"

"Why don't you come in?" Xuanzang said with a faint smile: "Now that I'm here, I have to take a look and gain some knowledge."

With that said, Xuanzang had already started walking along the spacious footpath towards Wanshou City, and the others followed him.

Not long after, a Taoist disciple blocked everyone's way, bowed and cupped his hands and said: "You must be going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, right?"

The monkey was the first to stop Xuanzang. He hit the stick, took a bite of the fruit in his hand, and replied lazily: "That's right. What advice can you give me?"

"This must be the Great Sage, right?"

The monkey looked at the Taoist disciple and said expressionlessly: "First tell me what advice you have."

When he was told this, the Taoist disciple's eyes flickered as he looked at the monkey, and he quickly turned to Xuanzang, who was kinder to him, and said with his hands in his hands: "Master Zhen Yuanzi wants to invite a few people to stay at Wuzhuang Temple, and specially ordered disciples to come and lead the way. "

"Going to Wuzhuang Temple?" The monkey suddenly laughed and said leisurely: "Are you going to send ginseng fruit?"

"My master has ordered two to be prepared, one for the Great Sage and one for Master Xuanzang. They should be treated as a gift for meeting each other."

"How can two be enough?" The monkey tossed the fruit casually and said, "You count how many people we have here. If you don't know how to count, I will help you count."

The Taoist disciple was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and nodded, saying: "There are... five people in total..."

"Did you count wrongly?"

"This..." The Taoist disciple raised his head and counted again. After counting back and forth for a long time, he said in a low voice with a bitter face: "The Great Sage, Master Xuanzang, plus this Brother Long, and Brother Xiong, and these Gentlemen, five in total, that’s right.”

The monkey pointed casually, but it hit the horse and said, "Doesn't it count?"

"Horse?" Upon hearing this, the corner of the Taoist disciple's eyes suddenly twitched.

The little white dragon on the side was already trying not to laugh.

The monkey took a step forward and leaned in front of the Taoist disciple, and said with a smile: "It is a horse, yes, but it is a horse with Buddha nature. Follow Master Xuanzang from the east to here, and even more It’s a wonderful horse. Tell me, should you give it a ginseng fruit too?”

"Great Sage, please stop playing tricks on me." After hesitating for a long time, the Taoist disciple wiped the sweat from his forehead, forced a smile and whispered: "This ginseng fruit is so precious, how can it be eaten by a horse? The holy master is joking, joking.”

Xuanzang also said quickly: "Great Sage, since the Immortal Wanshou sincerely invites us, let's go and stay for a while. Don't embarrass this Taoist priest."

Seeing Xuanzang speak, the monkey took a step back, then rubbed the Taoist's shoulders with his fingers and said: "As promised, five, half half missing, I won't be done with you."

The Taoist disciple nodded in horror.

Under the leadership of the Taoist disciple, the group bypassed Wanshou City and climbed up the stone steps of Wanshou Mountain step by step.

After reaching the top of the mountain, the group saw Zhen Yuanzi leading a dozen disciples guarding the door from a distance.

The moment he saw the monkey, the expression on Zhen Yuanzi's face froze slightly, and then he quickly returned to his faint smile and said softly: "Great Sage, Master Xuanzang, you have worked hard on your journey."

Xuanzang quickly replied: "Where is it? I have troubled Wanshou Immortal to wait for a long time. How can a poor monk be so virtuous?"

People on both sides slowly gathered together and bowed to each other, but Monkey just gave him a stick and looked up at Zhen Yuanzi meaningfully.

After calming down for a moment, Zhen Yuanzi turned sideways and made a "please" gesture, and said to Xuanzang: "Everyone has been tired all the way, so you should first go to the temple to put down your luggage and settle down, and make plans later."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said, "I'm sorry for bothering the Great Immortal Wanshou."

Then, under the leadership of a Taoist disciple, Xiao Bailong led the white horse towards the specially prepared stable. The rest of the people followed Zhen Yuanzi slowly up the wide stone steps, crossed the threshold of the gate, and walked step by step towards the depths of Wuzhuang Temple.

From beginning to end, the monkey said nothing and silently paid attention to Zhen Yuanzi, while Zhen Yuanzi deliberately avoided the monkey's gaze and concentrated on talking to Xuanzang.

Speaking of which, Zhen Yuanzi was defeated by Monkey in that battle more than 600 years ago. To this day, the grudges from that day have still not been resolved. As Zhen Yuanzi, how much face would it cost to ask him to bow his head to the monkey? How can the monkey not doubt this?

After walking through the broad square, crossing the exquisite arch bridge, and bypassing the long and narrow corridor, the group soon arrived at the courtyard on the side of Wuzhuang Temple.

Looking around, you can see the small independent attic, surrounded by birds and flowers, and an elegant landscape.

Entering the attic, you are greeted by a towering archaeological shelf, with all kinds of supplies furnished in an extremely elegant manner.

It may not matter to a monkey who has owned Qitian Palace, but if you really want to talk about it, this is probably the best house that Xuanzang has ever lived in.

After pointing to a group of disciples to help put away the luggage, Zhen Yuanzi turned to Xuanzang and said softly: "I was very curious when I heard that Master Xuanzang was determined to achieve enlightenment and universal salvation. Later, I also asked Master Xuanzang to help me with this. Let me tell you about this path to universal salvation." (To be continued~^~)

PS: I haven’t paid it back...but at least I don’t owe more today. Can I ask for a monthly pass?