In the past two months, Wukong has been cultivating in this Shu Mountain, taking advantage of the abundant aura of heaven and earth here, recuperating and recuperating, and slowly refining those elixirs into the Yuan Shen together with the golden pill in his body, and his mana will gradually recover.

Rao is Wukong's Yuan Shen has been cultivated and polished, and it takes a lot of effort, which can be regarded as a lot of recovery.

During this period, Wukong also thought about using Xuangong to see if he could cultivate the Zhangliu Golden Body back, but first, this is the territory of the Shushan Sect of Daomen, but it is not good to practice the exercises of Buddhism here, and this has something to do with the old bald donkey of Rulai, so he dispelled this idea and practiced mana hard according to his patience.

It wasn't until more than ten days ago that he had just come out of the customs, and today he was invited by Qinghua Zhenren to sit down with the elders on the top of the main hall.

Just sat down, tasted the tea, and before he could speak, Wukong suddenly felt an itchy nose and couldn't help sneezing twice. He didn't care, but suddenly he felt uneasy, and he couldn't help frowning.

Seeing this, Qinghua Zhenren asked, "What's wrong with Daoyou?"

Wukong shook his head and silently calculated for a moment, but he couldn't figure it out, he just faintly felt that something was wrong, and his brows suddenly wrinkled even tighter. On the side, Qing Yan Zhenren smiled and said, "Lingyun Daoyou, you are too careful, why are you sad about this little thing?"

Wukong has been out of the customs for more than ten days, and he has also seen the characters of the elders of this Shu Mountain, he recognized this Taoist, but he smiled and said: "Oh, Daoist friends misunderstood, it's not that Poor Dao is too careful, but there are some things in mind that have to be taken care of." ”

After that, he raised his eyes and glanced at the elders present, only to see that Qingkong, Qingxin, Qingzhen, Qingyi, and Qingchen were all just sitting silently and smiling.

Only Qing Yun Zhenren, who was sitting next to Qing Xinzhen, had his cheeks slightly turned to the side, looking a little displeased.

"If there is anything to do, can you say it, see if the poor Dao can do his best. "Qinghua is really humane.

Wukong didn't have a good point to say, so he had to say: "It's not a big deal, it's just a little red dust, Brother Dao doesn't have to bother." ”

Qinghua Zhenren hadn't spoken yet, but Qingyun Zhenren was not happy, but he didn't speak, just snorted.

Although the voice was not loud, it was also heard by everyone.

Qinghua Zhenren squinted at Qingyun Zhenren, laughed dryly, and said to Wukong: "My junior brother has not changed, and Taoist friends are not strange." Since the Taoist friends are embarrassed, the poor Taoist will not say much. ”

At that moment, everyone drank tea and exchanged a few polite words.

Wukong asked Qinghua Zhenren: "I don't know what happened to my brother calling Poor Dao here today?"

Qinghua Zhenren said: "Previously, because of the retreat and healing of Taoist friends, it was difficult to disturb the poor Dao, but now that Daoyou is fine, Poor Daoist specially apologized to my reckless disciple Daoist brother." That Yuan Tiangang has been punished by the poor Dao to go to the back mountain to copy the "Tao Te Ching" to think, today he copied the scriptures satisfactorily, so he asked him to come out and meet with Taoist friends. ”

After that, he still called Bai Zihua over and instructed: "Zihua, you go to the back mountain and ask Yuan Tiangang to come here." ”

Bai Zihua took the order, and after a while, he took Yuan Tiangang into the palace.

Yuan Tiangang saw all the uncles and hurriedly saw them one by one.

At a glance, he saw that Wukong was sitting in the seat under the head of the real person, he was first angry, and then secretly frightened.

After seeing the master, he had to salute Wukong, he could only grit his teeth and say, "I've seen it, this real person!"

As he spoke, a wave of telekinesis reached towards Goku.

Where would Wukong not know, he just smiled and said nothing, all the breath on his body was constricted into his body, and it didn't leak out at all, where could Yuan Tiangang detect it.

Probably not as strong as others, he sighed secretly in his heart, and was about to withdraw his thoughts.

Wukong suddenly leaned down, blinked his eyes at Yuan Tiangang's eyes, and secretly said to himself: "Junior, how is it? Do you want to stop? Can you see it?"

Yuan Tiangang was startled, suddenly raised his head, and glanced at Wukong, before that little divine thought could be retracted, it was sucked over, like a mud cow into the sea, and it could no longer get out.

Yuan Tiangang's whole body trembled, and a divine thought came from the body of the Taoist in front of him, approaching the Mud Pill Palace, as if he wanted to drag his Yuan Shen out.

He was suddenly so shocked that his soul was not possessed, and he used the mana of his whole body to resist, and the sword he had just taken back on his body was also trembling, and the sword spirit also came from himself.

"How can this Taoist have such a strong divine thought, and he actually wants to accept my Yuan Shen......!

Yuan Tiangang's heart trembled, his body trembled slightly, and he looked at Qinghua Zhenren with his eyes.

How could Qinghua Zhenren not see it, but just looked at it with a blank face.

That Qingyun Zhenren naturally knew that there was fire in his heart, and when he turned his face, he was about to make a move, but he was stopped by Qingzhen Zhenren.

Yuan Tiangang's face was pale, the Mud Pill Palace was fluctuating slightly, he just wanted to scream, but suddenly he felt a lot more relaxed, the oppressive divine thought had been withdrawn, and he hurriedly used his mana, only then did he feel that nothing happened, as if nothing had happened, just now it was like a dream.

He knew that this was the other party letting him go, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and slowly spit it out without making a sound. After a while, he had to get up again, and he made a mockery to Wukong again, and said in a trembling voice: "See ...... I've seen ......."

Without waiting for him to finish, Goku nodded.

Qinghua Zhenren said to Wukong: "Lingyun Daoyou, this Yuan Tiangang is here now, what do you think should be done?"

Wukong has a good mind and has long known it.

He just arched his hand and said: "Brother Dao said this, but Poor Dao didn't dare to stand it, Tiangang Xiaoyou, how dare Poor Dao ask? ”

"Since the Taoist friend is magnanimous, the poor Taoist will thank the Taoist friend. "Qinghua is really humane.

Two sixteen or seventeen-year-old fourth-generation disciples were called in, but they were a man and a woman, both of whom were handsome.

The male, named **, the female, named Zhao Ziqiu, wearing a Taoist uniform and a sword, came in from the outside, walked between them, elegant, brisk, really like a pair of fairy boys and women.

When Wukong saw it, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart: "Oh! it turned out to be two disciples of the peak of Taiyi Sanxian! Good guy! Good guy!" He was thinking secretly in his heart, so he heard Qinghua Zhenren say to the two: "Ziyang, Ziqiu, you two take this guy out." ”

He also said: "Take three sticks of red sandalwood, teach him to kneel outside the hall, so that he can repent, the three sticks of incense are not finished, and he can't get up, and the two of you will guard them, and then enter the hall after the three sticks of incense, I still have something to explain!"

**, Zhao Ziqiu and the two secretly glanced at each other, and saluted Qinghua Zhenren: "Yes, Master!"

After that, Zhao Ziqiu helped Yuan Tiangang up, and outside the hall that came out first, Zhao Ziqiu also came out by himself.

Yuan Tiangang's expression was very calm at this time, and he didn't resist, he looked back at the hall, and he was pushed by Ziqiu, held down, and knelt on the ground.

"Uncle Shi, I'm sorry, the master commanded, the two of us have to respect!" Ziqiu said, and said to Ziyang: "Big brother, you look at him, I'll go get red sandalwood and incense burner." ”

With that, he turned around and went to the side hall.

Qinghua Zhenren saw Wukong looking at the two of them, with a somewhat surprised look, but he just smiled.

Wukong smiled and sighed to Qinghua Zhenren: "Shushan is really full of talents! Brother Dao's disciples have such cultivation at such a young age. I wonder if this is Brother Dao's first disciple?"

Qinghua Zhenren smiled: "Hehe! This is the fourth generation of disciples of the poor Dao sect, it is not a climate, and the Taoist friends praise it!"

"Oh, what a talent!" Wukong couldn't help but praise in his heart.

It turned out that these two fourth-generation disciples were originally two brothers and sisters from a large family in the Tang Kingdom of Nanzhan Buzhou, and soon after they were born, their parents died mysteriously at home, with no wounds when they died, and their bodies were lying flat.

It was also relatives who buried the two couples with kindness and raised their brothers and sisters at home, which can be regarded as having a basis for not dying on the streets.

When they were four years old, one day the two siblings sat on the threshold, and they didn't know if it was bad luck or what was going on, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and they were wrapped in the wind and taken away.

The relative was in a hurry, and sent hundreds of family members to search everywhere for several months, but they couldn't find a single hair, so they had no choice but to give up the search, and soon after, they were also killed.

And the two siblings Ziyang and Ziqiu drifted in the wind for two days, but they also strangely saved their lives.

As soon as the wind breathed, it fell to the foot of Shu Mountain, in a bush.

Wu cried for three days, looking at the fate of Huangquan, who knows, just when the sunset was about to set on the third day, he was rescued by Qing Zhenren on Shushan and accepted as a disciple.

Cultivating that Taiqing Immortal Formula, the foundation is also deep, after his teacher plucked the hair and washed the marrow, after a hundred years of hard practice, and finally achieved Taiyi Sanxian, among the four generations of disciples of the same generation, that is the absolute top person. Because Qing Zhenren didn't know who these two people were, they were just orphans, and because it was autumn when they met, when the sun was setting, the sky was purple, so they named the boy Ziyang and the girl Ziqiu, and Qingzhen Zhenren's common family name was Zhao, and these two naturally followed the surname.

These two brothers and sisters have made a lot of achievements in the future, and they are also two indispensable characters, so they have to be mentioned.

"Lingyun Daoyou, there is a sentence in the poor Dao, I don't know if I can ask?" Qinghua Zhenren said suddenly.

"Brother Qinghua Dao is the head of a sect, what are your words, please ask. Wukong hurriedly bowed his hand.

"Listen to what my disciple said, Daoyou was gambling with Zen Master Bodhidharma in Chang'an City that day, and was suddenly injured by the Wuchao Zen Master. It's just that as far as Poor Dao knows, that Wuchao Zen Master is the incarnation of the Great Sun of the Western Heavens, and I don't know why he wants to attack Daoyou?"

Hearing this, Qingyi Zhenren said: "Poor Dao also heard that the great day is the same clan as the Lu Zhuan Dao people, all of them are Jinwu Dao, and they have been the Buddha of the West Heaven, and they have always stayed in the West Heaven, but I didn't expect that it was him who had a grudge with the Daoist, the mana is not small, and the West Heaven is also powerful, but the Daoist friend should be careful!"

Wukong said indifferently: "Poor Dao and the Buddha Gate had some grievances before, but the poor Dao came to Nanzhan Buzhou this time, originally to form a fate, and it is expected that the West Heaven Buddha Gate will not interfere, but I don't want to wait for that, I really dare to do it, and I want to thank Brother Qinghua Dao for helping." ”

Qingchen Zhenren said: "That Buddhism is very rampant, last time I put on a situation of westward travel, and it was about to be destroyed halfway, but after all, he still let him become, took back the disciples, preached his Taoism, and competed with my Taoism, it is really hateful, and now let Da Ri Rulai enter the Nanzhan Continent, it is really a kick on the nose and face, Tian is shameless!"

"Senior brother, don't be impatient, lest you lose face and make Daoyou laugh!"

Qingchen Zhenren just glared at Qingkong Zhenren, snorted, and stopped talking.

Qingxin Zhenren sat silently and didn't say a word, Qingyun Zhenren just looked angry, put his hands down, and didn't say a word.

Only Naqinghua's face did not change, still smiling, his eyes swept towards Wukong intentionally or unintentionally, and nodded secretly.

There was silence for a while.

Later, a few junior female disciples came in, holding a few cups of tea in their hands, replacing them with a few empty teacups, and retired.

"Brother Dao, Poor Dao has something to ask for, can Brother Dao agree?"

When Wukong saw the disciple serving the tea going down, he opened his mouth, breaking the short silence.

"Lingyun Daoist is the matter, but it doesn't hurt to say it. "Qinghua is really humane.