"Journey to the West"

"Well, with the cultivation of the poor way, I'm afraid it's not easy to preach."

As he spoke, the clay sculpture fell off, revealing Chu Feng's fair face. I saw that he frowned slightly, obviously worried that the water was too deep in the west.

"The host can rest assured, this time is different from the past, this time the host, as a representative of the Daomen, participates in the journey to the west, and prevents the study of scriptures without directly using mana to Tang Seng and others, and will receive the support of the Daomen during the period."

"I see"

Chu Feng nodded slightly, never expecting that he would travel to the west as a representative of the Daomen.

Such a journey to the west is estimated to be unique.

"Now return the host's stuff"

The voice of the system fell, and a golden light flew up in the corner of the Taoist temple, carrying a bag of things to the front.

With a bang, several artifacts fell.

A silver-white bracelet looks very heavy, and it can faintly suppress other magic weapons; A gourd with a purple gold appearance is the previous purple gold gourd; A green plantain fan, with the power of the sun; One is a golden rope, slightly thicker than the ordinary rope, and the other is a common seven-star sword in Daomen, but the simple meaning is circulating, and it has gone through a lot of years at a glance; A sheep fat jade net bottle, shining; A gossip furnace, but compared to the previous one, it is more like a genuine product; A yellow-based robe, the divine sense probed the past, but it couldn't see through.

"These things are not all poor, but a bit like Taishang Laojun's belongings"

Chu Feng had a joking look on his face.

Every time the system wants to do something, it will do something strange.

"These things come from a different world, they are indeed the things of Taishang Laojun, and the host will use them, and in addition, these things, the corresponding refining methods, are all on the scroll"

At this time, a white scroll flew out of the gossip furnace.

Chu Feng stretched out his hand to take it and hid it in his sleeve. Walk up and take all these things away with the method of doing everything in your sleeve.

"Hu Erniang, have they come back?"

"In the side hall"

"Okay, let's go"

Chu Feng smiled slightly, his figure blurred, and disappeared along with the entire Taoist temple.

……

Two Realms Mountain, located on the border of the Tang Dynasty, adjacent to Wuzhi Mountain, once upon a time, demon beasts were rampant, it was a fierce place, five hundred years ago, a mountain that resembled five fingers fell from the sky, and the demon beasts scattered away.

Instead, some mortal beasts inhabited the mountains and forests, and gradually, there were also people here, but mainly hunters.

On this day, another big thing happened, there was suddenly a Taoist temple on the mountain, it was not big, because it was too remote, and there were not many hunters who knew it; It's not small, out of thin air, a Taoist temple appeared on the top of the mountain, and the mountain that resembles five fingers, the way it appeared is similar, and it is easy to make people think too much.

On this day, an old Taoist riding a green ox appeared on a mountain road with a steep slope, and the old Taoist priest was also a big-hearted person, and he actually fell asleep on the back of the ox.

Passing by a crystal clear stream, the green cow walked over and drank some water by the water's edge, with an expression on his face that seemed to be enjoying it.

At this moment, a brisk sound of the shepherd's flute came.

The old Taoist priest seemed to be awakened, opened his eyes, stretched his waist, patted the green cow's neck, told it not to drink water, and then looked casually in the direction from which the shepherd flute came.

It is a seven or eight-year-old little shepherd boy, who looks very delicate, has the graceful posture of Nanshan, and is not ordinary at first glance.

Lao Dao was itchy for a while, so he rode the green ox over and said hello.

"That boy, his appearance is extraordinary, but he has ever cultivated the Tao?"

"Never"

The little shepherd boy stopped, spoke, and continued to play the flute.

Lao Dao closed his eyes and listened for a while, and bowed his head quite satisfied.

"Pure and clear, pure heart, rare and rare."

The little shepherd boy stopped playing the flute with a pure smile on his face.

"Old man, where is this going? I grew up here and am familiar with every plant and tree. ”

Lao Dao stroked his beard and looked appreciative.

"It's even more rare to have a heart to help people, this time, I want to visit the Chu Daoist on the Mountain of the Two Realms"

The little shepherd boy suddenly felt that the expression on his face was even closer.

"Old man, it turns out that you are looking for Daoist Chu, I just met him, I fought with him and won a gourd."

As he spoke, the shepherd boy pulled out a gourd the size of earwax from his right ear, blew a few breaths, and the gourd grew bigger little by little, and became the size of a normal gourd in a few breaths.

The shepherd boy's hands were too small, so he held them in two hands, and his face was full of smiles, obviously pleased with the thing.

When Lao Dao saw the gourd, his eyes were glazed, and he muttered: "How is Lao Dao's purple gold gourd in your hands." ”

Hearing this, the shepherd boy was surprised and said: "Old man, is it wrong, this gourd is what I saw with my own eyes, and it was born from the old gourd on the wall of the Taoist Temple, and it is the gourd of the son of the Eight Classics." ”

Lao Dao came back to his senses and scolded with a smile: "Foolish, how can a gourd give birth, you are talking about gourd vines, and returning sons to gourds, is it infatuated." ”

"It's not a gourd vine, it's a gourd, I saw it with my own eyes"

The shepherd boy's little face was serious.

"Nonsense"

Lao Dao was a little disappointed in the shepherd boy.

Rao is shepherd boy is simple-minded, and he was a little annoyed when he heard this.

"I not only have gourds for my sons, but also banana fans for my grandchildren."

As he spoke, the shepherd boy pulled out a banana fan the size of earwax from his left ear, and blew a few breaths, the banana fan grew bigger little by little, and became the size of a normal banana fan in a few breaths.

"Basho Fan"

Lao Dao was stunned, how could his own things run into the hands of the little shepherd boy, and tried to summon it with a mantra, but there was no response.

Is it a fake, but why give yourself an exact feeling.

"This is the Shangyuan Festival, which I won when I guessed the lantern riddle with the Taoist chief."

The shepherd boy had a little joy on his face.

Lao Dao was speechless in his heart, this kind of treasure was given away casually, this unmasked Chu Dao Chang was even more generous than himself.

"Oh, the meal is here, I have to go back quickly, otherwise my mother will blame, the mountain road is steep, old man, be careful on the road"

The shepherd boy put away the banana fan and gourd, urged the oxen, and went down the mountain.

The old road was messy in the mountain wind, and after a long time, he suddenly looked at the sky, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was making some large-scale summoning, and after a while, a purple gold gourd and a banana fan flew from the thirty-three days of the sky.

Holding his purple gold gourd and banana fan, Lao Dao showed a relaxed look, and then frowned slightly, this unmasked Chu Dao Chang is not simple.

Along the mountain road, continue to go forward, about five or six miles, passing by a bamboo forest, the old road saw two beautiful women, playing the piano and playing the flute.

The sound is moving!

Lao Dao mistakenly thought that it was the demon vassal in the mountain, so he stopped to watch, and only then did he find that it was two people.

Poor countryside, a place lacking in spiritual energy, how to make the best use of such Zhong Lingyuxiu's talents, the curiosity of the old Taoist was suddenly aroused. 2510