Rebirth of Journey to the West

The ancestor of Tongtian Cult put away the mirror, thought for a long time, and suddenly smiled and said: "Good disciple, you can see clearly. Let's go down the mountain here. I will save your three senior brothers. With them helping you to become a god, you will have less hardships." ”

Lao Zhu understood clearly that Sun Wukong had obtained five hundred years of magic power, and now he was so powerful that he was in a mess. Not to mention the cultivation of the three Bodhisattvas, these three cheap brothers were no worse than Sun Wukong. Go and rescue them yourself? Well, as soon as the love came to someone's attention, before he could sacrifice the Sifang Ding, he was caught by three old demons and made into a plate of roasted suckling pig!

"Master, Master, Leader! What treasures do you have? Give me two more. Disciple, look at your future, it will be like that blind man walking into the deep pool in the middle of the night. It's not good!"

The ancestor of the Tongtian Sect chuckled and said: "Weren't you very heroic when you fought with that great force? Aren't you very arrogant when you took away the benefits of Kunpeng Demon Master? You stole the pagoda of burning lamps and Yun Zhongzi's demon mirror, how arrogant were you? ? Why are you so cowardly now?"

Lao Zhu said with a smile: "That was just a matter of young disciples, and they were frivolous for a while. Besides, when fighting against the great power, Brother Niu was there to help him. When he was trying to seize the power of Peacock King Bodhisattva, it was lard that blinded his mind. The demon master You don’t even bother to argue with me. You go to Heaven to steal the magic weapon with the support of your master. Now that the disciple’s magic needle has been snatched away by Ran Deng, he is naturally less courageous.”

The ancestor of the Tongtian Sect smiled and said: "You are so cunning, but you are also clever. I thought that you would take advantage of Kong Xuan and temper your soul. At least you could practice it to the point where the three flowers gather together and become a golden immortal. I didn't expect that you would only temper the nine. Zhuan Xuan Gong surprised me. If you are greedy for the magic power of the Yuanhui, it will be difficult to make any progress in the future. This cultivation level is no better than other things. It needs to be tempered slowly. , and suffered the consequences.”

Lao Zhu smiled and said: "Master, is there an elixir that can make a person become a saint immediately after taking it? I am a lazy disciple, a girl and a baby, and someone who refines lead and mercury. It is really troublesome. If you don't have the elixir of elixir, The disciples still have some here, so please help me, master, to make them out in a pot!" After that, he shook his sleeves and poured out the fairy grass as high as a hill, looking at the Tongtian Sect Ancestor expectantly.

It was okay for the ancestor of Tongtian Sect not to look at these herbs, but when he saw them, his hands trembled with anger, and he pointed at him and cursed angrily: "You have the nerve to say that! Ever since you came here, there is almost no grass growing on my Balo Mountain, except for the wild boar." After destroying the crops, there are still a few straws left! It's a good thing you just didn't dig up the land! I can't even give them the pill to build the foundation! Even if there is such an elixir, I won’t make it for you!”

Lao Zhu muttered, shamelessly put the fairy grass back into his sleeve, rolled his eyes, took out a palm-sized wooden sign, and said with a smile: "Master has no magic weapon or elixir, so why not make more for the disciple?" How many substitute talismans? The disciple hates the Great Sun Tathagata of Lingshan and is afraid of his nail-headed Seven Arrows Book."

The ancestor of the Tongtian Sect nodded and said: "The Seven Arrows Book of Nail Heads is indeed difficult for you to block." Glancing at the substitute talisman in his hand, the saint's Dharma Eyes could naturally see through the details in it. The various talismans are self-explanatory. It's just that the wood looks familiar.

"Could this be the Immortal Apricot Tree of Yuxu Palace?"

Lao Zhu nodded and said: "Isn't it? Yun Zhongzi was stingy. He only refined three of them and gave one to his disciple. But our family cannot be as stingy as his. According to his disciple, he chopped down all the apricots in front of the door. If I make it into a substitute, even if the Great Sun Tathagata wants to worship me to death, he will have to worship me for a hundred years!"

As he was talking, Lao Zhu noticed that the face of the Tongtian Sect Ancestor was not right. The saint's face was getting greener and greener, and he was probably about to get angry. He quickly turned around and left, only to hear the saint behind him curse angrily: "You prodigal! Unfortunately for Biyou, he is out of business." You are a prodigal, this fellow Xianxing has survived for countless tribulations, it is a wonder of the heaven, and you want to cut off its roots! Why don’t you cut off my roots too?”

Lao Zhu just pretended that he didn't hear anything, and pulled Xian'er out of the palace gate before leaving, saying: "Stingy, stingy! Even Yun Zhongzi, who has no relationship with me, gave me one as a gift, but his own teacher turned out to be more arrogant. The tip of my needle is still small!”

After hearing this, the saint was so angry that he trembled all over. He chased him out to beat him, but saw that the little pig was held in Xing Xian'er's arms and went to the lower world. The saint was annoyed for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "I haven't been angry for a long time, but now that I am angry with him, I seem to be a little popular." He said to the immortal apricot at the gate of the palace: "Fellow Taoist, please give up a branch, lest he get angry again. Come and make noise.”

The branch of the immortal apricot trembled, and it took off one of its own accord, and said in a voice: "The saint in charge is polite, but the poor Taoist is growing branches in the spring, but I feel that the branches are a little boring. Fellow Taoist, if you accept that person as a closed disciple, is it possible that you will not be able to do it in the future?" Isn’t it true that Shangqingtian has declined if we close the disciples again?”

"I don't know, fellow Taoist, after I talked with my senior brother the day before yesterday, I heard from his tone that it would be very difficult to save the disciples of the four sects in this calamity. If I continue to teach disciples, the power of the Shangqing Heaven will be too great and I will attract people's jealousy. How can I Aren’t you going to harm those who are blessed with good fortune? Soldiers are more valuable than others, not to mention having the support of two senior brothers. I may not lose to Lingshan in this battle.”

The saint took the immortal apricot branch and went to help him refine the substitute talisman. From then on, he closed the mountain gate and stayed at home. Confucius taught the Taoism to the named disciples without mentioning it.

But the little pig demon was lying in Xing Xian'er's arms, rubbing their hands together, smelling the fragrance of the girl demon's body, and listening to Xing Xian'er whispering in his ears. He felt extremely comfortable and thought to himself: "Throughout the ages, those immortal mounts They are all different kinds of spiritual beasts, including Taishang Laojun's green ox, Tongtian Sect's Kui Niu, Randen Ancient Buddha's sika deer, Jiang Ziya's four different elephants, and so on. They are all strange and weird. Wouldn't it be nice for me to be independent and independent, ride on people with beasts, and use Xian'er's arms as the most gorgeous and warm pig's nest?"

The little pig was so proud that he had just flown out of the clear sky, when he saw a stream of clear air suddenly flying down from the clear sky, like a comet across the sky, heading straight to the lower realm.

That ray of clear air fell slantly, split into two in mid-air, one yin and one yang, entangled, and flew towards the Shiwan Mountains of Hezhou, Xiniu.

Lao Zhu quickly wrapped Xing Xian'er with his true energy, and a Lihuo Changhong followed closely. However, he saw the two streams of pure energy falling to the ground, smashing the top of the mountain into a deep hole, shaped like a lotus flower, and steaming up. The heat dissipated, and there were two ferocious demon kings standing in front of the cave. One had golden horns on his head, and the other had silver horns on his head. They both had ferocious eyes and iron mouths, and they laughed and said, "It's rare that the master will show mercy and grant us thirty happy lives in the lower world." Nian! Brother, go grab someone and try it!"

The silver-horned devil hurriedly said: "Brother, be silent! Don't leak the news."

Lao Zhu saw the two people dressed up. One had a red rope tied around his waist, a purple gourd hanging on it, and a fan stuck behind his head. The other carried a sword on his back and held a mutton-fat jade bottle in his hand. He murmured in his heart: "Is this the case?" Are these two the legendary rich man of Tushita Palace, the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King?"

The rich man of Tushita Palace is what Lao Zhu said about the two of them when he read Journey to the West. Rich people, these two people came down from the sky, took advantage of the sheep, and got a lot of treasures. They can tie up the golden rope of Taiyi Golden Immortal and cut gold. The seven-star sword with broken jade, the mutton-fat jade vase that holds the ocean, the purple-gold-red gourd, and the banana fan that blows out the ferocious flames of spiritual fire are all so fat and oily!

Although these five treasures are used by Taishang Laojun every day, how can their power be ordinary if they have been with the saint for a long time? .