Chapter 43: Sang Haitian
Although Xunxiantai is named after Taiwan, it is just a mountain peak that has been erased by the Ascending Immortal Thunder Tribulation, and there is no grass on the ground in a radius of 100 zhang, and there are terrifying thunder marks all over it. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
After the disciple who carried the message landed on the Xunxian platform with Wukong and the others, he turned around and rode away on his own horse. Elder Pang and the other seven people all looked solemn, their eyes were closed, and they bowed down to the platform where they had nothing, not daring to make any mistakes.
Although Wukong didn't know the reason, he also bowed, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the thunder marks on the ground. Just by looking at it, I felt that the lightning and thunder in the territory of my heart were thundering, and a thunder directly slashed down.
Wukong hurriedly closed his eyes and silently chanted the meditation mantra! In the realm of the heart, the thunder still fell one by one, and it trembled even more under the pressure of the endless heaven and earth, if it hadn't been strengthened by the Prajna Heart Mantra in the Martial Hall just now, it is estimated that the original heart has been lost by now.
Wukong just chanted the meditation mantra over and over again, the best scripture to calm the heart on weekdays, but this time it was a little unenlightened! Busy and changed to a mantra of Prajna, and the effect was also lackluster. In the realm of the heart, there is still a sign of the thunder raging and gradually shattering.
"Om, the end of the bowl is in Tuoning, Suo Pohe."
At this time, Ah Qi in the divine court opened his eyes and chanted the mantra with the phantom shadow of the King of the Earth behind him. Wukong blessed his soul, followed by the silent chant, as the mantra echoed in the realm of his heart, the thunder gradually disappeared, and the realm of his heart gradually calmed down, and finally the mantra turned into words and golden texts, integrated into his consciousness and the realm of his heart.
I don't know how long it took, Wukong slowly opened his eyes, only to see the sky full of stars, looking through the fog on the top of Xunxian Terrace, it seemed that he could see the trajectory of the stars. The trajectories that seemed to be made into nature slowly formed a series of words in Wukong's eyes, and some of them were inexplicably related to the text of the talisman, the shape of the formation, and the bone of the magic pattern!
Wukong's consciousness sank into it for a moment, and he couldn't extricate himself. But seeing the sunset and the moon rising, the jade rabbit returning home, and the golden crow coming out of the nest, I don't know how many days passed, he finally slowly closed his eyes, with an endless aftertaste, and the words slowly blended into his bones, blood and viscera.
After a while, Goku let out a long breath and let out a comfortable moan. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the platform was still covered with thunder marks. It's just that looking at it now, the thunder marks are the thunder marks, and there is neither the thought of the Heavenly Dao, nor the reason of the Great Dao, nor the illusion that arises.
The sun was empty, and there was no one on the platform at this time, Elder Pang and the others had long since disappeared, and Wukong could only hear the system prompt sound in his consciousness, and he looked inward, but his concentration only doubled.
"Yes, it only takes forty-nine days to be freed from the illusion of heaven and earth, and now you can become my personal disciple."
At this moment, a peaceful voice sounded in his ears, and a person appeared in front of Goku out of thin air. This person is eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a broad face, and a chivalrous face. A Confucian shirt was casually draped on his body, and his long black hair was not tied up, but he was casually draped, but he had no momentum at all, and he was almost an ordinary person like Wukong. He looks like he is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but his eyes are full of wisdom that has gone through the vicissitudes of accidents.
"Wrong, wrong! Inspired by the Buddha, Master Wukong took the ordination of heaven and earth, summoned the Bodhisattva into the spirit, practiced the world's skills, practiced closed-mouth meditation, and volunteered tirelessly, but I have nothing to teach you! It's just that the right is a fate between you and me, enter my door, and go to the inner house of the sect as a disciple, but go to the outer house to walk! The man didn't pay attention to Goku's reaction, he just said to himself, and after saying that, the person was gone!
Forty-nine days is enough for such a big Taoist to find out his identity and origin, Wukong is not surprised to hear it, but this person accepted him as an apprentice without asking for his opinion, which is too ...... Just as he was thinking, the man instantly appeared in front of Wukong again without warning, and said to him:
"Oh! That's right! I forgot to introduce, for the teacher Sang Haitian, everyone in the sect knows about his life and the like, if you are interested, go and find out. Wukong only felt that this person's casual temperament was inexplicably compatible with himself, and smiled and bowed.
"Huh! You worship me, after a bow, you will recognize this master-apprentice relationship! ”
When that person saw Wukong saluting, he smiled with his eyebrows, and he didn't have the demeanor of an immortal cultivator. When Wukong saw it, he couldn't help but think of the figure of Master Bujie and several senior brothers in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth, and he bowed twice in a row, which was considered a full apprenticeship.
"Hurry up, you guys, I've found a little junior brother for you!"
After the man stood there and received three bows from Wukong, he shouted at the bottom of the mountain, but this time it was like thunder, only to shake the clouds and mist, and after shouting, he laughed and left, never to appear again. With a thunderous shout, several figures shot towards Xunsentai from different directions!
"It's just the capital of youth, or the second phase of the first realm, when did the master's standard for accepting apprentices become so low?" I didn't see anyone, but I heard his voice first, and a voice that was in the period of voice change said with a little displeasure.
As soon as the words fell, several figures had already come to Wukong's face, and Wukong looked at it fixedly! There are eight people in total, men, women, and children, all of whom are tall, short, fat and thin, but their cultivation is above the second realm, and even the one who just spoke is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old little fat man!
This person's eyebrows are almost the same as Wei Xiaopang, and almost all the characteristics of his body can be summarized in one round character, only the eyebrows and eyes are slender. The plump figure propped up the Dao robe on his body, and he carried a crimson flying sword behind him, and the clouds under him were actually red.
"Qi Xiaobai, put away your innocence, the master has its own reason for accepting the junior brother!"
Another sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl spoke. She was draped in a floral shirt, her body that had just begun to develop was looming, her head was tied in a double bun, and her slightly collapsed nose seemed to be born for her, which made her eyebrows have a touch of coquettishness, and an ice-blue sword only a foot long hung from her waist, but under her seat was a small sky-blue Pegasus.
"How many times have you said that you want to call me senior brother! Senior Brother Qi! Also, my name is Qi Bai, not Qi Xiaobai! The little fat man jumped straight to his feet on the red clouds and shouted at the girl with his fist like a ball of meat.
"You two shut up, it's noisy and unseemly every time you meet! Holding the eight precepts of asceticism to build an immortal foundation, this alone is qualified to be my Leng Ling's junior brother! A man with a figure like a sword, dressed in a dark color suit, and carrying an unsheathed long sword upside down on his arm, said coldly.
This person is only in his early twenties, and his facial features are sharp and angular, like an axe and a chisel sharpening, and at this moment he is as pale as frost, full of sword intent like the long sword in his hand. When their eyes swept to the little fat man and the girl, the bodies of the two of them shivered involuntarily. The black Pegasus underneath the seat also snorted at the Azure Pegasus, who lowered his head and looked at him with the intention of dodging.
"The twelfth brother and the thirteenth sister just didn't pay attention for a while, and the tenth brother accepted the sword intent!" The woman who spoke was about thirty years old, with picturesque eyebrows and red lips, a smile that captivated the city, and then a smile that captivated the country, giving birth to an independent appearance in the world. Dressed in palace clothes, with a light veil on his shoulders, he showed his graceful posture, and the looming coercion on his body was still above Elder Pang.
"Senior brother didn't notice it for a while, he didn't say anything, please forgive Senior Brother Leng and Little Brother for any offense!" The little fat man Qi Bai estimated that he had accepted the meaning of the child, turned back to the Dao heart, and had a little more immortal cultivator's bearing in his demeanor, standing on the clouds and bowing to Leng Ling and Wukong to plead guilty.
"Little junior brother, is there anything you have to honor your senior brother and sister when you meet for the first time?" After the girl also made amends, the palace beauty stroked her sideburns with her hands, unconsciously revealing thousands of styles, and said with a smile to Wukong.
"The little junior brother holds the eight precepts of asceticism, how can there be any external things to honor me?" The one who spoke was the last woman present, who looked about the same age as Wukong, with a delicate melon seed face, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, a cyan long skirt, a cyan jacket, cyan shoulders, and a figure and demeanor all revealing classical beauty.
Wukong smiled, bowed to a few people, sat down cross-legged, and a wooden fish appeared in front of him.
"The natal artifact is actually just an ordinary wooden fish? What a waste this is! Of course, the eyesight of several people is not comparable to Jian Miaomiao and others, and it can be seen at a glance that this is a natal weapon, and the little fat man Qi Bai screamed even more, looking at Wukong as if he was looking at a monster.
Each immortal cultivator can only have one natal weapon in his life! Because the exercises are undecided when the realm is low, and there are not many immortals, they generally start to look for a natal weapon that suits their own exercises and characteristics when they are in the fourth realm. Of course, if your immortal fate is against the sky, you can also do it when the realm is low, and even have the first realm to get an immortal level magic weapon as an immortal cultivator.
But Wukong, the wooden fish, is not good-looking, and there is no magic circle on it, and it doesn't look like a high-level thing horizontally and vertically, but it is exactly the same as an ordinary wooden fish in the mortal world, no wonder Qi Bai will treat Wukong as a monster.
"Extravagance of external objects is not conducive to cultivation, and this move of the junior disciple is in line with the original intention of asceticism." Senior Brother Leng moved slightly, revealing appreciation.
"Senior Brother Leng saw that the little junior brother was in harmony with his cultivation thoughts, and everything was good!" Qi Bai drove the cloud to the side of a man who was about twenty years old, with a thin body, a blank expression, a body of muscles like steel cast iron, and a body full of Momen weapons, and said softly to that person. I didn't want to be cold, but Senior Brother heard it, and the cold sword intent came again, and the little fat man Qi Bai almost fell from the clouds.
"Bang!"
At this time, Wukong had already gently knocked on the wooden fish, and several people, regardless of their cultivation, felt a shock in their hearts, and the sound of the wooden fish actually ignored their body protection weapons and exercises, and sounded directly in the realm of their hearts. The sword intent of the body turned invisible in the fluctuation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and Qi Bai escaped the catastrophe.
The expressions of several people have changed slightly!