"Wukong hid the golden cudgel beside him, stepped forward to face the goblin, and said with a smile: 'You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me! I recognize you, the goblin.'
Wukong took out the golden cudgel, afraid that The master recited the incantation, but did not take action immediately. He secretly called the gods and ordered: "This goblin has come to deceive my master again and again. This time, he must be killed. You will bear witness in the air." The gods are watching from the clouds. Then, Wukong picked up the golden cudgel and beat the goblin to death with one blow. The goblin turned into a pile of bones after his death..."
The Wanjian Dragon Nest Palace is due west of the palace, a distance away from the dragon clan that supports "dragon warriors" "A hundred miles away from the "Yanglong Tianhe" where "transform dragons and beasts", there is a teaching palace, which is a special place used to teach the younger dragons to cultivate dragon characters and learn the history of their ancestors. It is similar to a human academy.
In front of the gate, Xin Zhuo was dressed in white, with a golden crown tied up in his hair. He was unparalleled in grace, and he was talking eloquently. There were hundreds of dragon boys and girls in front of him, all of them had their eyes wide open, not to mention how serious they were listening. Xin Zhuo was a little distracted, and his eyes occasionally glanced at the "Dragon-Raising Galaxy" that was as bright as the Milky Way.
Old man Wuyunzi is right there.
It has been three months since I came to this ghost place. It has been like one day for three months, and the sky is moving around every day. Then I came to walk around the "Yanglong River". Unfortunately, I couldn't get close. There were two dragon kings guarding it. The dragon king was The giant dragon that sucked him in at the entrance to the Starry Sky was unable to transform, but its power was extremely terrifying. Its cultivation level should be equivalent to human Wuji training.
That’s right! Although he made up a random story that day, which moved a group of questioning dragon elders, the dragon masters were not fools either. They had always been half-confident about his identity. For several months, they neither forced nor controlled him, and just let him go. Only occasionally a few terrifying glances glanced at him.
The aura of the four quasi-emperor divine weapons has reached a certain peak in the past few months, completely sealing off the dragon clan’s habitat and preventing all dragon clans from leaving the dragon nest for thousands of miles, but that’s all. , the dragon clan is not worried, they have endured not going out for countless thousands of years, but they are trying to get rid of it every day.
The matter is settled!
Xin Zhuo didn't know how to break the situation. He thought of countless methods and overturned them one by one. It turned out that there were too many masters in the Dragon Clan, and it was not something that little clever people could solve.
Boring!
Unexpectedly, the dragon clan masters suspected his purpose of hanging around, so he had no choice but to come here every day to tell stories and nonsense with the "children".
"I'm afraid that Tang Monk will recite the tightening curse again. Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are like flies with mortal eyes. It's really annoying."
At this time, one of the young girls from the dragon tribe named The dark and majestic young man from Aogu sneered: "If I were that Sun Wukong, I would knock that old monk to death with one stick!"
"Aogu!"
Another dragon girl named Ao Xiaoman, wearing a coarse short shirt with a medicine gourd hanging on her waist, put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "You are rude, that Tang Monk is a disciple of Tathagata Buddha and the God of Destiny enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Man, if you beat him to death, you won’t be able to live!”
Ao Gu said angrily: “Okay, don’t mention Tang Monk, the monkey is too! There is a problem. He was so capable back then, and he used his innate vision to break illusions, so that the old Tang Monk could clearly see the true nature of the monster. Wouldn’t that be the end of it?”
Ao Xiaoman blinked and said: “ But... Bajie would say that it was a monkey trick!"
"Wow..." Ao Gu scratched his head and almost ran away.
Ao Xiaoman smiled proudly and said to Xin Zhuo: "Master, what happens next? Has Monk Tang recited the Tightening Curse?"
Xin Zhuo's lie that day was not without effect. At least his identity "may be the queen of the royal family", and people from the Dragon Clan would call him "Young Master" when they saw him.
Xin Zhuo had talked enough today and was a little tired, so he said casually: "Actually, these ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties are destined, and Tang Seng cannot be blamed..."
"No. Wrong!”
A clear voice from the distance interrupted, “If we look closely at the story of Journey to the West, we will find that it is just a game played by gods and Buddhas all over the world. Western religion wants to promote Buddhism, and Taoism turns a blind eye. Only one eye, so give them five years as master and disciple. People create nine-nine-eighty-one difficulties, just as a formality...
Monkey Sun actually has many ways to solve the problem, such as finding the monsters' lair in the middle of the night and knocking them all to death with a stick. How much easier would it be? But? He can't. Ever since he was pressed down by Tathagata Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years, it was like being shackled, imprisoning his strength, which made him fear the gods and Buddhas, and he no longer had the heroic spirit of the past. "
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but be in awe. It was amazing to understand this level. When he looked at the person, his eyes lit up. He saw that it was a girl about twenty-eight years old, wearing a gorgeous cloak, with a slender figure and double legs. The antlers are crystal clear, and the face is extremely handsome and smart, especially the pair of blue eyes, which seem to be able to speak. As he gets closer, his every move shows nobility and pampering.
“My heart is full of love, little princess!”
Ao Gu, Ao Xiaoman and the others immediately stood up and saluted.
The girl waved her hand and sat down aside. She held her chin in her hands and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Then what?"
Xin Zhuo said: "Then, if you want to know what happens next, just listen. Decomposed next time.”
The girl frowned: "When will the next time be?"
Xin Zhuo was uninterested: "It depends on your mood!" "Haha."
Behind the scenes, it was said that the palace was educated. There was a sneer, "I think you have exhausted your talent and can't continue to make it up!"
I saw a group of people walking out of the Jiaohua Palace. The leader was a man with wide robes and big sleeves, a Confucian shirt, and all his hair and beard. White old master.
Xin Zhuo was startled for a moment. This person was from the human race. This was the first time he had seen him in the dragon race.
"What? You have nothing to say?"
The old man walked to the front door steps, condescending and very arrogant.
Xin Zhuo looked at Ao Xiaoman and the others and said casually: "Who is this old Bangzi?"
"Hey..."
A group of dragon boys and girls couldn't help laughing.
The old master puffed his beard angrily: "I am the founder of Confucianism, a powerful man for ten generations, and the most holy one. How dare you, a child with a yellow mouth, dare to insult me?"
I have a great reputation. So scary!
Xin Zhuo looked at him carefully and couldn't see clearly his cultivation level, but an awe-inspiring righteousness shot straight into the sky, so majestic that no evil spirit could get close to him.
The girl princess opposite smiled and explained: "This is the Confucian sage who is neither an immortal nor a martial artist, Mr. Bai Chongyi. During the decisive battle between the First Immortal Emperor and the Ku Ling Emperor, Mr. Bai was injured and escaped into the Dragon Clan. , even Hualongchi could not desecrate him, and he has stayed in our Dragon Clan to teach since then!
Young Master, please stop blaspheming. "
Xin Zhuo nodded, stood up and looked in the direction of Yanglong Tianhe again, and left!
"Stop! You want to just walk away? "
Then Bai Chongyi waved his big sleeves, "You kid, you have been misleading people in front of my door for several months every day. I have tolerated you for a long time, and I must make it clear to you today! "
Xin Zhuo frowned and said, "How do you want to explain? ”
Mr. Bai Chongyi said: "I heard you talk about Journey to the West. This story is quite strange, and I heard that there are some Confucian classics in your words. Let me ask you, which Confucian generation of Confucianism did you study under?"
Xin Zhuo After thinking for a while, he said: "I have never studied with a great Confucian scholar. No great Confucian scholar in this world is qualified to be my teacher. I have even taught many Confucian classics to the Confucian sect. Since you are so serious, I think I should give you a word."
“Hahaha…”
Old Mr. Bai Chongyi looked up to the sky and laughed, “It’s so arrogant, so arrogant, it’s ridiculous for a kid, just tell me.”
“I don’t want to be a warrior. The great Confucian is not a good immortal! Remember to experience it carefully and then write three thousand words of reflection.”
Xin Zhuo felt bored and turned around to leave.
Bai Chongyi's eyes widened, first angry, then lowered his head and thought: "A great scholar who doesn't want to be a warrior is not a good immortal? What do you mean?"
"A great scholar who doesn't want to be a warrior is not a good immortal. ?”
The girl princess was also thinking, feeling a little dizzy. (End of this chapter)