"That's the way it is in the monastic world, if you do the cause, you have to bear the effect, and you don't have to think about it." The Golden Crow God King said.

"People, there is always a feeling of empathy for the deceased you know, alas!" Li Furen was helpless.

"Soon Sun Wukong will go to trouble the blue-haired lion spirit, you'd better go to him as soon as possible." The Golden Crow God King said.

"Since he is the younger brother of the Feathered Lion, do you want to help him?" Li Furen asked.

"Although he is Manjushri's mount, Manjushri treats him as a disciple, and he has a good life in Buddhism, so you don't need to meddle in his affairs at all." The Golden Crow God King said.

"In this case, why did he escape from the lower realm, could it be that the Buddha sect let him experience Tang Seng?" Li Furen said.

"Almost, otherwise Manjushri won't allow it, how can he have the ability to escape from the nether realm." The Golden Crow God King said.

Also, Li Furen nodded.

"You can go to the palace tonight to find him." The Golden Crow God King said.

"If you learn this strange technique, you won't have to worry about leaving Tang Seng too far in the future and have to find a way to find him." Li Furen said with a smile.

"That's why I'm giving you advice." The Golden Crow God King said.

Li Furen chuckled.

Night.

The Imperial Palace of the Black Chicken Country.

In the imperial study of the blue-haired lion spirit, just as he was restlessly criticizing the recital, Li Furen appeared in the hall under the leadership of the white bone spirit.

After seeing the white bone spirit wave her hand, and the palace maid guarding the hall fell directly to the ground, Li Furen slowly walked to the blue-haired lion spirit who was bowing his head in the inner room.

"Don't bother!" When she heard the footsteps, she thought it was the palace maid who brought her food, so she couldn't help but raise her head and shouted.

With a smile on his face, Li Furen came to him and picked up a yellow silk book and flipped it open to look at it.

"Bold!" Seeing him move, the blue-haired lion spirit slapped the table to look at him.

His gaze shifted from the words on the fold to the blue-haired lion spirit that changed color instantly after seeing him, Li Furen smiled and said, "Daoyou is polite!"

Looking at him and then at her side, he could see at a glance that it was not a mortal white bone spirit, and the blue-haired lion spirit couldn't help but squint and slowly got up.

"Don't panic, don't panic, there is no malice in the poor Dao!" After seeing that the content was a request for repairs, Li Furen couldn't help but put down the fold and smiled at him.

Needless to say, he had already discovered his identity, and the blue-haired lion spirit said coldly: "Who are you?"

Looking at his face that was exactly the same as that of King Wuji, Li Furen smiled and said, "I don't know if you still remember the Dao Conference in which Xiniu Hezhou and Brother Ling's Feather Lion participated in the Fengshen period?"

The green-haired lion spirit frowned.

"Poor Dao remembers, I talked about immortality with Brother Ling for a long time." Li Furen said with a smile.

"Immortal ......," the green-haired lion moved carefully, and couldn't help but look him up and down.

Knowing that he must have remembered, Li Furen smiled and said, "Daoyou was still nearby at the time, but Daoyou forgot?"

As the scene came to mind, the blue-haired lion spirit stared at him and said, "But I haven't seen you!"

"The Feathered Lion told him your name, and you told him your name directly." The Golden Crow God King said.

Nodding, Li Furen immediately said to the green-haired lion: "Poor Dao has changed a little, and his appearance has changed, but I don't know if Brother Ling has ever told Daoist friends the name of Poor Dao, and Poor Dao is called Li Furen."

Seeing his expression moving slightly, Li Furen immediately knew that he believed it, and said with a smile and clenched his fists: "It is the Three Treasures Hall that has nothing to do, and now the poor road has passed through here and happened to meet a Taoist friend here, and there is something I want to ask the Taoist friend to help, and I hope that the Taoist friend will not refuse!"

Sitting down again, the blue-haired lion spirit looked at him and said, "I have no friendship with you, why should I help you?"

"Brother Ling and I are friends, and Daoyou and Daoyou are naturally friends, isn't it normal for friends to help each other?" Li Furen deadlifted the relationship and laughed.

Thinking of the fallen feathered lion, the blue-haired lion spirit looked at him silently.

"I heard that there was a strange art in the Demon God Gate in the past, and only the elders and the door master would meet, I don't know if it's true?" Li Furen said with a smile.

"You're here for the Demon God Gate's magic?" The green-haired lion spirit said unexpectedly.

"This magic is useful for poor Dao, and I hope to teach it!" Li Furen clenched his fists and smiled.

"Why, just because you're friends with my brother, you think I'm going to teach you the magic tricks?" The green-haired lion is fine.

"Naturally not, if you teach poor Dao, poor Dao is willing to send a treasure to thank Daoyou!" Li Furen said.

"Arcana?" The blue-haired lion spirit asked.

Smiling, Li Furen raised his hand and took out an extra exquisite gift box in his hand, and then handed it to him.

He didn't speak, and after glancing at him, the blue-haired lion spirit reached out and took it.

Seeing that he opened the gift box and began to look at the Dingyan Pearl, Li Furen said: "This treasure is called the Dingyan Pearl, which is refined by the ancestor of the Taoist Sect, Taishang Laojun, and can be ......."

After Li Furen pulled the banner of Taishang Laojun and made Dingyan Zhu not exaggerate and boasted, he smiled at the blue-haired lion spirit with shiny eyes: "I don't know if I can exchange this treasure for some impractical memories of Taoist friends, Taoist friends are willing to exchange them?"

Quietly put the gift box in front of him and pressed it with his hand, the blue-haired lion spirit looked at him and said: "This magic was originally a stunt that was not passed on by my demon god, but now thousands of years have passed, things are people, and it is fate to be able to see you again, if you learn from Taoism, I can teach Taoism!"

"Thank you!" Li Furen smiled and thanked him.

"It's not difficult to learn this technique, as long as you draw all the spell patterns on your body, do you want to learn it now or when will you learn it?" The blue-haired lion spirit asked.

If you don't learn now, you will be arrested to be the West Heaven, and you are not stupid, Li Furen said with a smile: "Now!"

"Yes!" The blue-haired lion spirit agreed directly.

Early morning.

As the blue-haired lion spirit explained while using black special paint on his body from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, he did not let go of a place like a ghost drawing a rune, and after painting dense runes like a ghost, Li Furen looked down.

"It's okay, as long as these runes are integrated into the body of the Daoist after a day, the Daoist can use that magic technique." After finishing the painting, the blue-haired lion spirit also breathed a sigh of relief, put down the brush and said to him.

"Thank you!" Li Furen hugged his fists and smiled at him.

Without speaking, the blue-haired lion spirit took out an old scroll from the space magic weapon with a wave of his hand and handed it to him: "This is the explanation of the magic written by the editor-in-chief of my Demon God Sect before, each elder has a copy in his hand, this is my brother, since you are destined for him, I will give it to you."

Li Furen was slightly stunned and took it.

"Poor Dao has been restless recently, I'm afraid that I won't be in the human world for a long time, if I have the opportunity to see Daoist friends again in the future, I will definitely invite Daoist friends to have a drink!" The blue-haired lion spirit said with a complicated face.

Li Furen looked at the scroll full of small oracle bone inscriptions and put it away to look at him.

"Fellow Daoist put on your clothes and go!" The green-haired lion is fine.

Seeing him turn around and go back into the inner room, Li Furen smashed his mouth, so he had to signal the white bone spirit next to him to come over and dress him.

"What the hell is this drawing?" While dressing him, the white bone spirit looked at the black runes that were still exposed on his body.