After Sun Wukong entered, he looked at the Golden Horn Boy and did not dare to break in casually.
This Golden Horn Boy is not simple. To be precise, all the creatures in this Tushita Palace are not simple.
There is a sleeping green cow in the corner of the yard, and the aura on it is so powerful that Sun Wukong can feel it!
Is that a diamond on the nose?
Sun Wukong trembled, he was an old man.
He bent down and saluted!
Qingniu opened his eyes and glanced at Sun Wukong.
"Eh? Are you so polite, monkey?" Jin Jiao looked at Sun Wukong in surprise.
"Alas... We are our own people, but I was born late. I don't even know what to call you, senior? Big brother?" Sun Wukong looked at Jin Jiao with a smile.
"Just call me little brother. You are different from me. The master values you very much. I am just a boy." Jin Jiao said with a smile and a wink.
"Hey! I would like to be a boy here. I can be as comfortable as here anywhere, and I can also eat golden elixirs from time to time." Sun Wukong said enviously.
"Giggle...you monkey is so interesting." At this time, Silver Horn Boy came out and said.
"Brothers, if you don't mind, eat a red fruit. It tastes good." Sun Wukong took out two fruits and said.
"Oh? Thank you, don't tell me, I haven't eaten it for a long time." The silver-horned boy waved at the red fruit, which flew into his hand and took a bite!
Jinjiao also smiled and took the fruit.
"Huh! Here's me!" A little girl in red suddenly appeared in front of Sun Wukong and stretched out her hand and said.
"Uh...yes!" Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile.
Then he walked up to Qing Niu, took out a gourd of wine given by Ye Buluo and placed it in front of Qing Niu.
"Senior, do you like wine? My master gave me this, you can try it."
Qingniu looked at Sun Wukong with a smile in his eyes, and the wine flew out of the gourd and into his mouth.
"Not bad!" Qingniu nodded.
"Come in!" a voice sounded!
"Yes!" Sun Wukong bowed and quickly walked into the hall.
I saw Taishang Laojun sitting cross-legged on the futon.
"Sun Wukong, a disciple of the Western Dynasty of Xuanmen Jiejiao, pays homage to the Supreme Patriarch!" Sun Wukong knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.
"Well, get up."
"yes!"
So Sun Wukong stayed in Tushita Palace and practiced with Qingniu Jinjiao and the others every day. If he didn't understand something, he would shamelessly ask Taishang Laojun for advice.
Taishang Laojun was also generous with his teachings, and he also ate golden elixirs from time to time. Sun Wukong's cultivation once again entered a period of rapid growth.
And Ye Buluo reached the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal in one fell swoop after ten years! It’s not very far from Daluo Jinxian!
I glanced at the jade slip left by Sun Wukong, but it went to heaven.
Ye Buluo is not worried. Since Taishang Laojun said it, Sun Wukong will definitely not be in danger.
Sun Wukong entered the middle stage of Golden Immortality that day, found Taishang Laojun, and saw Taishang Laojun refining weapons.
After waiting for a few days, Sun Wukong watched with his own eyes a weapon that was exactly the same as his Ruyi Golden Cudgel!
"Have doubts in your mind?"
"Master Patriarch, why did you create a treasure exactly like mine?"
"If your master wants to prevent you from entering Buddhism, then he can only let another monkey go to get the scriptures. Your Dinghai Shenzhen was also made by me to control the floods for Dayu of the human race. What's the difficulty in using another one?
Has your master ever told you about six-eared macaques? Tai Chi is divided into yin and yang, and yin and yang are divided into Western images. You are of the bloodline of the Chaos Demon Ape, and Buddhism asked the six-eared macaque to go to the West to obtain scriptures for you. This weapon is the cause and effect of my return to Buddhism. "Tai Shang Laojun said calmly.
"Disciple, thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much, Master!" Sun Wukong immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed with tears in his face!
Of course he knew what would happen without the protection of his master and the intervention of Taishang Laojun!
Five hundred years of oppression! Eat iron and swallow copper! Destroy its foundation and destroy its body! There is no longer the possibility of advancing to Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.
Since the beginning of the poem, he has been worried about the future. Although he has the protection of his master, he will not be able to rest for a day if the matter of the journey to the west is not solved! Every time I think about it, I gnash my teeth and wish I could destroy Buddhism! But strength doesn’t allow it!
"Get up! It's your master you should be grateful to! If your master is allowed to go crazy and I can't suppress it, the three realms will be destroyed. I have no choice but to do it myself, and I also feel guilty about Jie Jiao." Tai Tai. Shang Laojun said helplessly, remembering that Ye Buluo had Qingping Sword on his body, and there were other dangerous auras.
Taishang Laojun doesn’t want Buddhism to take action against Ye Buluo anymore. Ye Buluo’s body is surrounded by luck, condensing and never dissipating! No one can kill him! This is an opportunity for Jiejiao to come back to life, and it is also an opportunity for Taoism! It is also an opportunity to transcend the body of chaos!
Master Wudang’s nephew has taken on a disciple who defies heaven!
He doesn't care about a six-eared macaque!
"Yes!" The tears on Sun Wukong's face evaporated, but his eyes were red. He didn't expect that Taishang Laojun valued his master so much! Without a master, Taishang Laojun probably wouldn’t take him seriously!
"But you and your master can also participate in the catastrophe of the Journey to the West. The free luck cannot be enjoyed by Buddhism alone! In two months, you can go back and talk to your master about this. He will naturally know what to do and tell you Master, don’t kill too many animals, lest things turn into evil." Taishang Laojun said with a smile.
"yes!"
Sun Wukong said happily, but he was also wary of Buddhism taking the opportunity to destroy him. Like in the real and fake Monkey King, who knows who will die? Are you saying that the six-eared macaque is really dead? Or maybe it’s Sun Wukong, the spiritual-eyed stone monkey? It’s not just Buddhism that says whoever it is!
I don’t know if Master is impatient to wait. One day here may take a year down there.
Sun Wukong came out and came to Qingniu happily, and called him senior brother as Qingniu asked.
"Brother, I'm happy today, let's drink!" Sun Wukong said with a smile and took out all the wine.
"Oh? What's so exciting?" Qingniu turned into a heroic man and said with a smile.
"Haha... get rid of the shackles of fate!" Sun Wukong picked up the wine and took a sip!
"That's something to be happy about!" Qing Niu took a sip without hesitation.
"This Qingxi Immortal Brew is pretty good. I didn't even ask, where did you get it?" Qingniu felt the mellow fragrance of Qingxi Immortal Brew, and felt a coolness flowing through his body, really like a small stream flowing through his body, and his heart was filled with a feeling of peace and tranquility.
"This is my master's wine. He said it was brewed by my master's wife." Sun Wukong smiled.
"Your master is in your Huaguo Mountain?"
"Yes, senior brother will definitely see you in the future."
"Jie Jiao, except for you, I haven't seen any of Jie Jiao's disciples for a long time." Qingniu thought of the past.
"Brother, you must have met Nuwa, tell me what kind of person she is." Sun Wukong suddenly thought.
"Empress Nuwa, she has many deeds. I don't dare to talk about saints casually. In short, she has the same great love as Empress Houtu!" Qingniu drew casually, and two stunningly beautiful images appeared, facing each other deeply. A salute was given.
