Chapter 143: Great Immortal, why are you green
Not to mention, Sun Wukong is still vaguely carrying two innate spiritual treasures on his head.
Do you really think this spiritual treasure is given to you for free?
Between these two powers, the six-eared macaque is still at the peak of Taiyi. Even if he has practiced the seventy-two transformations and various wonderful techniques, he cannot stop Sun Wukong's violent stick.
With one stroke, it broke the law and destroyed the mind, sending it flying for dozens of miles.
"Don't mess with Lao Sun, Lao Sun is very angry... Bah, bah, bah!"
That is to say, Lao Sun doesn't like to provoke karma, he just likes to lie flat, and you, the monkey, are protected, otherwise...
Kill you!
It also saves you from becoming one of the eighty-one difficulties in the future, and playing the real or fake Monkey King? Die first!
After Sun Wukong gave the six-eared macaque a stick, he wanted to give the monkey a few more sticks and just kill the monkey.
But right now.
There was a certain throbbing feeling coming from the God-killing Spear that was faintly placed above his head.
I sensed carefully that someone had triggered this treasure.
"Damn it, Old Sun knew that this monkey would definitely not come to Wuzhuang to watch for no reason! It turned out that someone was instigating it. He just sat on the sidelines and watched, so that Old Sun could not find Xingzang."
"Kill a ball and beat the ass! Let's go, let's go!"
If you continue to fight, you will be fooled by others.
Or is it that he fell into the trap even though he knew he was being tricked?
Sun Wukong doesn't like it.
He casually smashed down a few sticks, scattering the forbidden light around him one by one, and ignored the six-eared macaque behind him that suddenly started howling like smoke and ghosts, and swooped towards him.
Sun Wukong turned around and turned into a rainbow light, and walked directly to the gate of Wuzhuang Temple.
Put away your true and false body, open the door, and step into Wuzhuang Temple.
When Sun Wukong turned around and closed the door, the six-eared macaque had already chased him to the entrance of Wuzhuang Temple, and even raised the iron soldier in his hand before landing.
Facing the suddenly closed door.
The iron soldiers in the hands of the six-eared macaque can't be knocked down by anything.
It's one thing to hit Sun Wukong with a stick, but it's another thing to smash the door of Wuzhuang Temple.
It is different from other Xianjia caves and dojos.
There are no restrictions on the left, right, and doors of Wuzhuang Temple. Most gods can easily break through the walls and doors if they want to.
That's exactly what happened.
Since time immemorial, I have never heard of any gods, Buddhas, or wandering demons breaking through the gate wall of Wuzhuang.
Just because the owner of Wuzhuang Temple is called Zhen Yuanzi!
If you dare to break through the door of Wuzhuang Temple, this great immortal will dare to exalt you, making it impossible for you to reincarnate!
"Ahhh!! Sun Wukong, get out of here, you courageless wild monkey, you Bimawen who only knows how to run away... If you don't think it's embarrassing, I think you are embarrassed..."
Seeing Sun Wukong escape into Wuzhuang Temple without looking back.
The six-eared macaque was really mad.
All kinds of shouts and abuses were made, and Sun Wukong was greeted by pointing fingers at the sky and the earth.
I almost didn't curse.
Fortunately, the six-eared macaque doesn't know that Sun Wukong has a mother yet, and he didn't really scold his mother, otherwise the consequences would be really unpredictable.
I don’t know if the six-eared macaque scolded so loudly that Qingfeng Mingyue couldn’t listen anymore.
The two boys walked out of the manor side by side. After they opened the door, they glanced at the raised iron soldier and then at the six-eared macaque.
The monkey's face suddenly became stiff.
Two boys, two Da Luo Jinxian! !
"Two fairy boys, Lao Sun is looking for trouble for Sun Wukong. It has nothing to do with you or Wuzhuang Temple."
"I know."
Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at each other, looking at the anxious monkey in front of them, and suddenly said in a crisp voice:
"If it hadn't been like this, you wouldn't be standing here. But your voice was loud and it disturbed us. Go away and scold us. Wanshou Mountain is the boundary of my Wuzhuang Temple."
The boy is just the boy of Zhen Yuanzi.
If it were any other place, Patriarch Qingfeng and Patriarch Mingyue would be worthy of the title! Moreover, the two boys have been practicing with the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi for who knows how many years. The spiritual treasures and magical powers in their hands are definitely not comparable to those of ordinary immortals.
It's really not difficult to subdue a six-eared macaque.
"The two fairy boys may call Sun Wukong out..."
"Huh? Remember, don't ask us to hear your shouts, otherwise."
Qingfeng Mingyue didn't care who the six-eared macaque was or what he wanted.
Just looking at him one more time, they turned around and walked into the door together, closing the door again.
This time.
The six-eared macaque held up the stick and opened and closed its mouth for a while, but it didn't dare to yell out a curse. It could only stand stiff for a moment, stamped its feet fiercely, and suddenly turned into a ray of spiritual light and went far away.
There is nothing he can do, no monkey like him dares to offend Wuzhuangguan!
We can only wait and look for opportunities.
The six-eared macaque didn't believe that Sun Wukong would never leave Wuzhuang Temple again in this life.
Wuzhuang Guanzhong.
After Qingfeng Mingyue turned around in the courtyard, she found the side courtyard and saw Sun Wukong lying under the pomegranate tree with his eyes closed and meditating.
"Great Sage, I invite you."
"The Great Immortal is looking for my grandson, are you sure?"
In the recent period, Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal, has been to the point of sacrificing and refining his origins, and rarely shows up again.
All in all, Sun Wukong has not seen this great immortal for more than four years.
"The master happened to be out of seclusion. I would like to invite the great sage to meet you."
"Qingfeng Mingyue, you two, please don't lie to me, Sun. Is that monkey outside making so much noise that the immortal... This really belongs to Sun, isn't it?"
Regarding the reshaping of the origin of the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi also talked to Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong naturally knows the dangers involved.
Even for great immortals like Zhen Yuanzi, it is impossible for those innate spiritual roots to return to their pre-ancient glory within three to five years.
"Tong'er doesn't know. If the Great Sage doesn't want to do it, Tong'er will go back and report to the master right now."
"No, no, no, no. My grandson is a guest, and a bad one at that. If the master invites you, there is no reason why he should not show up. As we go along, Lao Sun will go with you to see the great immortal."
See the breeze and the bright moon without leaking any words.
Sun Wukong didn’t ask any more questions.
Having known the two boys for a long time, Sun Wukong also knew the temperaments of these two fairy boys.
That's definitely very stable.
These two immortal boys would not argue even a single word of what the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi said, they would listen and do everything.
Following Qingfeng Mingyue all the way to the backyard.
The first time he met Zhen Yuanzi in the orchard again, Sun Wukong almost blurted out, "Master, why are you so green?"
They had not seen each other for only a few years, so Sun Wukong would naturally never forget the beauty of this great immortal.
But now Zhen Yuanzi's long green hair looks extraordinarily green, which made Sun Wukong really want to think about it.
"Great Immortal, what's wrong with you?"
"It's just contaminated with some A and B wood gases, and it will be fine after that."
Zhen Yuanzi didn't care at all whether his hair was green or not: "Great Sage, in half a month the centenary Wanshou Festival will come again. I wonder if the Great Sage would be willing to attend."
Didn't you ask Lao Sun, where have you come from Wuzhuang Temple? !
Sun Wukong blinked his eyes and asked: "Great Immortal, what kind of festival is the Wanshou Festival? Is it a festival unique to Wanshou Mountain?"
As soon as the festival of immortals and gods was mentioned, Sun Wukong had already become accustomed to it.
For example, Buddhism has the Bon Festival, Taoism has the Sanyuan Festival, Tiangong has the Yuanhui Festival...
Whenever a festival comes, the sky is full of gods and Buddhas, making it very lively.
(End of chapter)