Wukong was walking slowly with Qinghua Zhenren, and was walking to an attic, when suddenly his heart moved, and he stopped, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Qinghua Zhenren also stopped, and asked with a smile: "Why don't Brother Dao leave, why are you happy?"

Wukong didn't know how to say anything, but he didn't answer, turned around and pointed to a piece of golden light not far away with his hand, and diverted the topic and said: "Brother Dao**, the strength of Shushan is really extraordinary, this group of Heavenly Immortal disciples Imperial Sword has created such a magnificent scene, and it really makes the poor Dao admire!"

When Qinghua Zhenren heard this, he was very happy in his heart, but he no longer asked Wukong, just stroked his beard gently, and said with a smile: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Daoist friends praise it!"

"Brother Qinghua Dao, where is this?" Wukong was still smiling, and saw the pavilion next to him, on the top of the main entrance, there was a stone pillar, which was engraved with three large characters in regular script, but it was "Taiqing Palace" and asked again.

Qinghua Zhenren smiled again: "Haha! Lingyun Daoyou, but I am confused, you and I are both in the Taoist lineage, how can you not recognize the word 'Taiqing'? ”

Wukong pretended to suddenly realize, patted his forehead and said, "Oh, it's a joke for Brother Dao, Poor Dao was dazzled for a while, but he didn't pay attention." ”

He also said: "I have been bothering Brother Dao for many days, but the poor Dao has not come here to worship the Daode Tianzun, so I really don't want to go!

"This is nature! Dao friends, come in! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Wukong also recited to himself: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

At that moment, both of them entered the Taiqing Palace.

Wukong looked around and saw the scene in this hall.

This hall is full of half an acre in size, the ground is paved with boxy stone bricks, and there are four stone pillars standing at the four corners, all of which are coiled with golden dragons, lifelike.

Facing the door, stand a high platform, enshrine the golden body of Taishang Laojun on it, there are three zhang six feet five inches high, there is a golden lamp in front, the lights are endless, bright and bright.

Goku looked up with a smile on his face.

He secretly said in his heart: "Patriarch Sanqing, my grandson is also thanks to your help several times, and now I have just worshipped, thank you for your kindness, but when will I also have such a high level of creation?"

As soon as my mind turned, I already had a little realization in my heart.

At that moment, he took the incense candle and let the Qinghua real person go first, Wukong also stepped forward, knelt down on the futon, held the incense candle in his hand, and bowed three times, each of which was from the heart and extremely pious.

When he got up again, there was something more in his eyes, but as for what it was, it was Wukong himself, but I was afraid that he didn't know.

I only felt that the things I saw in my eyes were clearer, and there was an extremely pleasant feeling flowing through my heart for no reason, but it was just a flash, even if Qinghua was standing aside, he didn't notice it.

Wukong got up, turned his head to look at Qinghua Zhenren, and was about to speak, when a fresh breeze from outside the hall blew into the hall.

There is no smoke and dust in this Taiqing Palace, but the smoke and dust on a picture scroll hanging on the wall are blown away, and the handwriting on it is faintly revealed.

When Wukong looked at it, he saw that it was a two-line couplet.

The previous sentence is: The Tao judges the mixed element, and I have seen Taiji two instruments give birth to four elephants.

The next sentence is: Hongmeng passed on the law, and sent a letter to Hu Xidu.

Wukong was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward and wiped the dust clean with his hands.

But he asked Qinghua Zhenren: "Brother Dao, poor Dao has also heard that Li Laojun, the ancestor of Taishang, once crossed Hangu Pass to the west and turned Hu into a Buddha, it should be written by this couplet, right?

Qinghua Zhenren secretly wondered in his heart: "Oh! How can there be such a thing here, but this thing appears in front of this person, it's really strange!"

He was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Wukong asking, he hurriedly stepped forward and explained: "This thing was written by the ancestor of the Taishang Sect back then. ”

Wukong was shocked, thinking that Taishang Laojun was an infinitely pure saint above the thirty-three days, and he would not easily go to the lower realm and be contaminated with mortal dust if he had nothing to do.

As if he knew what Wukong thought, Qinghua Zhenren looked at Wukong and said with a smile: "Hehe! Brother Dao, don't doubt, don't be surprised, this is indeed the Taishang Sect Master's own handwriting, but it was in the Spring and Autumn Period that the Taishang Sect Master opened up this mountain fairyland." Leave this word, can you know what the name of this peak is?"

"Just about to ask Brother Dao!" Wukong hurriedly rejoiced.

"This peak is called Sword Casting Peak!"

After that, as soon as he turned around, he walked out of the hall, and secretly said in his heart: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Seeing this, Wukong hurriedly followed.

I saw that Qinghua Zhenren did not go far, but just stood at the door, looking up.

I saw that above the peak, there was a sword, straight into the center of the peak, faint, with a breath flowing, straight down, inviolable.

When Wukong came out, he naturally looked up.

Qinghua Zhenren said: "This peak is because of this sword to get the name of 'Sword Casting Peak', which is also the thing left by the Taishang Sect Master. ”

When Wukong heard this, he understood the meaning a little in his heart, and he already understood it a little.

Presumably, this sword is after the god was sealed that year, when the spring and autumn of the world was in the world, Taishang Laojun conformed to the number of days, passed through the Hangu Pass, turned Hu into a Buddha, and then stayed in the world, preached Taoism, and ignited the world.

The two of them watched for a while, only to see that the sword qi above rushed upward, divided into two strands, faintly intertwined into yin and yang qi, filling the nine heavens, and then gradually softened down, protecting the entire mountain.

Suddenly, Wukong and Qinghua Zhenren frowned at the same time, and they both felt something strange in their hearts, so they hurriedly stopped looking at it, and instead closed their eyes and calculated.

But with the way of the two of them, they can't see through the heavens, but they just feel wrong.

I didn't count for a moment, but I really had no clue, so I had to give up.

At this time, the sun had set, and only the afterglow shone in the sky, and those disciples had already collected their swords and returned.

The two of them have their own thoughts, but they are not in the mood to wander anymore.

Say goodbye to each other at the moment, Qinghua real person drove away in the wind, Wukong also turned into a streamer, and went to Lingyun Peak.

This is also strange, Wukong, the title of "Lingyun Daoist", is to conceal his identity, fabricated by himself, who knows, on this Shu Mountain, there is really a mountain peak, named Lingyun Peak, and Wukong lives, named Lingyun Pavilion, is also the residence where Shu Mountain was established before.

Now it's a coincidence, and naturally it is logical to give Wukong Ansheng.

Wukong also thinks it's strange, there is really such a coincidence in this world.

Although he was curious in his heart, he didn't have anything to ask, but he was also comfortable, but he didn't mention it.

Let's say that Wukong returned to Lingyun Pavilion, and two or three boys had already come out to stand and listen to orders.

Seeing Wukong coming in, he hurriedly saluted: "See Master Lingyun!"

Wukong was stunned: "Oh? When did I get that name?"

The boy replied: "Master Lingyun is a guest, and he is also a friend of the head of the real family, and his status is extraordinary. ”

Wukong nodded, told the boys to go out, closed the door again, and then found a futon to sit down, closed his eyes, meditated and refined qi, used the Yuan Shen, and went to settle down.

When night fell, when Shen Shi opened his eyes, a meaningful smile appeared on his face again.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and out of nowhere, a golden hair floated out of nowhere and landed in Wukong's palm.

Wukong threw the hair, and a scene appeared in mid-air, but it was the Qingyun Zhenren, Qingxin Zhenren, Qingkong Zhenren, the conversation of the three elders in the hall, word for word, all entered Wukong's ears.

Wukong secretly laughed in his heart: "Hehe, if you want to find out my identity, if my grandson asks you to calculate so simply, then how can I walk in these four continents?"

"I think my grandson used this hand to play Zhu Bajie's idiot, he has already tried a hundred times, behind the scenes, this old grandson is an expert, and I don't know how many Tang Sanzang masters and apprentices, and now he is still a Buddha on Lingshan as an ancestor. It's just that when we see it later, will it be a different scene?"

Wukong was lying on the bed, pillowing the back of his hand, looking at the mirror, a few Shushan elders who didn't know what to do, and they didn't know what was going on, and suddenly remembered Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, Tang Sanzang, Xiao Bailong, these former brothers and masters.

There was a bronze lamp burning in the hall, and the light of a little fire the size of a bean was blown by the breeze blowing down from the skylight above.

The westward journey of the past ten years flashed in my mind, but it was as if I had walked right in front of me.

He walked in front with the Ruyi golden hoop stick, leading everyone to the west, Tang Sanzang sat on horseback, Zhu Bajie carried the luggage, and Monk Sha led the white dragon, all of them just ran in one direction.

"I hope that the four of us will see each other again in the future, and we will still be brothers, not your mortal enemies, otherwise you will not blame me for not thinking about the brotherhood of the teacher when I started. Alas!"

Wukong saw a bright full moon in the sky outside the sky, sprinkled with silver light, and fell on his face, he waved his hand, withdrew his hair, and sighed in his heart.

Wukong understands that when he traveled west, although he was calculated all the way, and the master and apprentice were also at peace and intrigued, but they also did a brother and sister, although there were a lot of things to worry about in secret, but to say that there was no emotion, it was absolutely impossible.

It's just that I've come to this day, in the final analysis, it's still the cause and effect of that journey to the west.

Although he is now diligent in his Taoism, and his mana is far from being comparable to that year, he is probably still thinking about that feeling, but he has a big grudge with Buddhism, and one day he has to do a fight with everyone in Buddhism, which can be regarded as the end of this cause and effect. It's just that at that time, will you really be able to do it?

Wukong doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, but one thing he knows is that if it's an enemy, then it's by their own means, and they can't keep it.

Even if you really want to keep your hand, is that possible?

At this time, in this heart, a little obsession for many years has finally been let go.

Wukong sat up suddenly, "It's useless to think too much, I'll see until then!"

His heart was clear, naturally he didn't think about it anymore, but he didn't sleep, his heart moved, he blew out the light, made a way to escape, and quietly went out of the room.

His method of concealment and stealth has been perfected, but no one has discovered it.

Found a bamboo forest, used supernatural powers, laid out the formation, Wukong sat in the middle, took out the "Blood Underworld", and opened it to check. Not to mention that.

But it was said that thirty-three days later, a Taoist man's originally closed eyes slowly opened, and his face was happy. At that moment, he sent down a decree and asked the boy beside him to take it.

Naturally, the boy went out, turned into a crane, and went down for thirty-three days.

After a while, there were many immortals, immortals, men and women, a total of nine waves, all from below, and they had gone up for thirty-three days.

After greeting each other a few times, they all hugged each other and entered the cave, and when they saw the man, they listened to the decree of the law and did not mention it.