Chapter 144 Your Majesty Beitian, please invite me
"Wanshou Festival is a festival to bless the saint emperor and achieve enlightenment."
Sun Wukong naturally knows who the Blessed Emperor is.
This emperor is one of the six emperors of heaven, the Lord of Beitian. He was once called the Dangmo Tianzun and the Northern Heavenly Martial Emperor.
Rumor has it that this emperor was born in the human race.
Zhuanxu, who was once one of the five emperors of the human race, was the one who had great power over the heaven and earth, and who furiously chopped down the sacred tree that reached the sky.
But there is another legend that this ancient Wang Zhuanxu had already taken refuge in Huoyun Cave, a holy land of humanity...
The rumors about his greatness are really inconsistent.
"The one who cut down the wood spirit roots?"
Sun Wukong smacked the monkey's mouth and said again: "Great Immortal, didn't you say that that man who once commanded countless sages of the human race almost leveled the heavens?"
Making havoc in the Heavenly Palace is not exclusive to Sun Wukong, the Monkey King.
As far as Sun Wukong knows.
Back then, both the great witch Xingtian of the Wu clan and Wang Zhuanxu of the human clan had done this, and they were actually attacking the sky.
Much braver than Sun Wukong.
"Who said that those who conquer heaven cannot go to heaven and become emperors and gods."
When Zhen Yuanzi heard Sun Wukong's words, he had a strange smile on his face, "You monkey, haven't you also become the recognized Monkey King? This title is not a heavenly achievement." The fate of heaven.”
"Is there anything else you can say?"
"No, no... Great Immortal, my old grandson's affairs are all trivial, and all the reasons must be understood by the Great Immortal. Let's talk about that man Wang Zhuanxu, how did he become an emperor?"
Whether Sun Wukong is causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace or not, he himself still doesn’t know.
I also believe that the dirty things caused by Buddhism cannot be hidden from the great immortal in front of me.
"The human religion contributes and the human race is willing, so why can't it be done?"
"His Majesty Beitian is different from ordinary human kings. He did not only practice the way of human kings, but also gained the merits of humanity. For this reason, after he became enlightened, his true form was divided into two parts. Once he went to the Holy Land of Humanity, Huoyun Cave, and Together, they went to heaven.”
"Of course, His Majesty Haotian also has some plans in this matter."
Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi really dares to say that.
Sun Wukong couldn't help but wonder if His Majesty Haotian did this intentionally.
Let you Zhuanxu attack the sky!
Now that you have become one of the six emperors, let’s see if you still have the face to mention the matter of defeating the sky in the future!
His Majesty can probably do such a slap in the face.
"It turns out."
"But I, the old grandson, have never seen that Your Majesty. It's better not to go."
Such a Longevity Festival symbolizes the enlightenment festival of His Majesty Beitian, so it is naturally worthy of celebration, but Sun Wukong does not think that there is anything to join in the excitement.
The sky is full of gods eating and drinking, which is interesting.
It would be nice to lie down in Wuzhuang Temple. Qingfeng Mingyue will not miss his Sun Wukong's food, drink and leisure.
"I don't know you, but His Majesty has a message for you."
Seeing that Sun Wukong had no intention of participating in the Longevity Festival, Immortal Zhen Yuanzi didn't find it strange at all.
Sun Wukong has been lying flat and dying in Wuzhuang Temple for more than ten years, and Zhen Yuanzi has long been used to it.
Turning his hands, Zhen Yuanzi took out a piece of divine tape about a foot long, exuding a strong sense of divine will from somewhere, and handed it to Sun Wukong.
"Decide for yourself."
"This divine message... His Majesty thinks so highly of Lao Sun?"
Opening the sacred invitation, I saw the Great Sage Monkey King Sun Wukong looking up. The beautiful words he wrote were so praising and beautiful that Sun Wukong looked at them and wondered if those words were talking about him.
When did Sun Wukong become so talented?
The great emperor of heaven sent me an invitation personally.
He also entrusted the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi to deliver it to his hands. If he didn't say anything and just "don't go", Sun Wukong himself would feel a little embarrassed.
"Da Xian, you said it would be bad if Lao Sun doesn't go." "After living for so many years, this is the first time that Lao Sun has received this thing. Is it good or bad? Otherwise, Lao Sun will still follow Da Xian to get together. Joining in the fun?”
"You monkey, you may want to go."
When Sun Wukong said he was going to attend the meeting, Zhen Yuanzi didn't think it was a big deal.
A few days later.
As the Qingfeng boy came to call, Sun Wukong rarely put on the lotus silk walking shoes and golden armor given by the Dragon King of the Four Seas, and went to the north together with Zhen Yuanzi.
……
In the land of Beitian, Zhenwu Palace.
Compared with the Lingxiao Palace and Yuhua Palace in the south, the land in the north has always been less windy and more warlike.
It's just that in the past few days, it's completely different.
As the lanterns of the Three Gods Palace are spread all over the place, the colorful auspicious clouds are suffused, and the spiritual rain washes up and down, the entire Beitian Palace becomes a bit more festive.
On this day of Longevity Festival, the sky will be filled with divine light and endless aura will be revealed.
The golden and jade steps of the Immortal Path extend from the left and right of the palace gate to who knows where, so they can attract all kinds of gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
This is also the day.
Sun Wukong followed the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi and ascended to the North Heaven together.
Just saw Beitianmen.
Before the auspicious clouds fell, two fairies from the golden fairyland came to greet them with several strong men and boys.
Along the way, two fairies sprinkled spiritual flowers and spiritual rain all over the place, and four boys even held stoves and fans, turning the surrounding area into a fragrant land and becoming a place for gods.
Several strong men lifted up the wind and invited the two gods to take their seats.
That posture, that card.
When Sun Wukong saw it, he couldn't help but admire it.
I don’t know how many times Sun Wukong has gone to heaven, but that time, he was treated like this.
"Great Immortal, you are so kind."
"What does this mean?" The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi lowered his eyes and said nothing, but Qingfeng Mingyue, a boy who was waiting on the left and right, glanced at Sun Wukong with no surprise, "I think back then, when my master traveled, there were dragons and phoenixes opening the way, and nine gods driving the chariot. , there are thousands of stars shining together, and the divine wind sweeps away..."
As the Taoist boy of Zhen Yuanzi, Qingfeng Mingyue has seen the world.
Their Wuzhuangguan is also good at playing cards.
In the temple, there are many kinds of sacred chariots, chariots, flags and cloaks, strong men, etc. It's just that Zhen Yuanzi, the great immortal, rarely expresses himself and likes to go about his own business.
The welcome guest in front of him was nothing more than His Majesty the Northern Emperor, specially prepared for Zhen Yuanzi.
"I have gained a lot of experience. I really have gained a lot of experience. From this point of view, Lao Sun is still far behind. Lao Sun does not have any of these backgrounds."
"If I have some free time in the future, I'd better prepare some..."
In fact, Sun Wukong didn't care. When traveling, all the spirits guarding the divine light would clear the way. How much face would it bring.
But having it and not having to try are two different things.
Zhen Yuanzi has cards, and other gods and Buddhas in the sky are probably not bad either.
Everyone has it.
When we arrived at Sun Wukong's place, there was a solitary monkey, something that even his own family couldn't even look past.
"The Great Sage doesn't know that those things were not prepared by the master himself, but were given to him by many of his disciples, Taoist friends, acquaintances and other close friends."
“I can’t do it even if I don’t want it.”
Sun Wukong...
Why does this little Qingfeng boy choke so much when he speaks?
He, Sun Wukong, doesn’t have any face, so what can he do?
"There will be, and my old grandson will also have it in the future. If you don't say this, why do you think this bike frame doesn't mean to stop?"
(End of chapter)