Xiniu Hezhou, Si Hali country, seven years have passed in a blink of an eye. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This country is rumored to be the place where the sun sets, and it is called 'the end of the sky'.

In the middle of the country, the day is cool, and when it comes to Shenyou, it is extremely hot. Every evening, when the sun shines on the sea, the king sends men up to the city to welcome the sunset.

Sunset molten gold... The glimmer of yang fire that fell at the end of the sea was called, Sun True Fire.

At this time, on the beach, there will be a few children, barefoot, looking at the sunset on the sea, intoxicated.

And what excites these children the most is that above the sky, one by one chasing the sunset monsters, Taoist Buddhas...

Those people just want to get that trace of the sun's true fire and improve their mana at sunset.

All this, mortals do not understand. But that doesn't stop the kids from getting excited!

"Look, that youkai flies so fast!"

"Ah, that long-bearded Taoist priest is an immortal!"

The sturdiest of the children, no more than nine years old, but five feet tall, was the child king of the group, named Runsheng, whose father was a well-known wrestler in the kingdom of Shari.

The sun has sunk, the gods and monsters have left, but the walls of the Shali kingdom are still brightly lit, and there are many people worshipping the fire...

The lights reflected on the surface of the sea, shining in the eyes of the leap students, turning into a trace of proud show-off.

"I'll tell you a secret... Next month, I'm going to go to the 'Lushe Monastery' to study Buddhism! In the future, I can also become the immortal who chases the sunset!"

"Ah, Brother Run, you are going to study Buddhism, I envy you!" said a tiger-headed child, excitedly, his name is Shishi.

"Brother Run, after that day, I won't see you anymore!" A little girl named Rourou was crooked next to Runsheng.

"Hmph, what's the big deal... Those flying immortals are far worse than my father!" said a six-year-old child wrapped in a red belly pocket.

His name is Sun Hong, and his friends call him Red Boy, the child of the weaver in the city.

This child seems to have inherited his mother's character, arrogant, awkward, and unapproachable.

As soon as he spoke, all the children burst into laughter.

"Oh, the father of the red boy, the most powerful, the woven seat can be sold for 5 copper coins!"

"Haha, last time the red boy said that his father would breathe fire... Laughing to death, laughing to death... His father is not a trickster, how can he breathe fire..."

The laughter of the children made the red children's faces flush with anger.

"Don't laugh at my daddy! He's just amazing! He just breathes fire!"

In his immature eyes, a trace of fire flashed, fire in the air, fire in stone, fire in wood, all three fires, turned into Samadhi!

Samadhi is really a fire!Red boy, if this fire is displayed, it will definitely impress all the little friends.

But he, no...

Bowing his little head in annoyance, he ran back to the city with his bare feet low to the laughter of everyone.

Can't breathe fire, can't... Daddy won't let me.

He was thin and not tall, but he was so fast when he started.

The street vendors in the city, seeing the red boy's puffing appearance, knew that this child was arguing with the children again.

The red child is very cute, with red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, if he grows up, he must be a handsome child.

It's just that this child, at a young age, has a bit of a tyrannical temper.

Ma Bo, who was selling cakes, called out to the red boy, gave him a piece of cake, and touched his head dotingly,、。

"Red boy, don't be angry, you have to learn from your father, his temper is the best person in our country. Eat a cake and extinguish the fire, at a young age, you can't have such a big fire. ”

"Yes..."

The red boy took the cake, thanked Ma Boke politely, and then went home.

It's not that he's not rude, it's just that in the depths of his soul, there is a hint of tyranny and murderous...

When he came home in a huff, his mother had already cooked the meal, and his father had also sold the feast and came back.

When he saw the red child's puffed appearance, he smiled and hugged him into his arms.

"What's the matter, you quarreled with the Xu family doll again?" his father smiled, as if he was smiling at everyone on a daily basis.

If there are demons and immortals here, they will recognize that the mother of this red child is the 'Iron Fan Fairy' who has disappeared from Basho Cave in Cuiyun Mountain for seven years.

And his father made the Three Realms tremble... Sun Shao!

"There was no quarrel!" the red boy stubbornly stopped looking away, burying all the unhappiness in his heart.

"yes, then, let's eat... After eating, Daddy will teach you to read and write. ”

"I don't want to study, I want to learn Daddy's fire-breathing spells. ”

"Wait... When you finish reading all the techniques and understand the truth, your father will teach you. ”

"Oh," the red boy bowed his head in frustration.

This meal, he is still happy, he has a father and a mother, and the slightest unhappiness is quickly forgotten.

A month later, the leap student entered the Lushe Temple to study Buddhism, and the red boy and a group of children would go outside the temple every day to see the leap student and change the spells one by one.

Rourou likes leap births, stones worship leap births, and red children are envious.

Envy leap life, can conjure water and breathe fire.

I can breathe fire, but I can only breathe that kind, and that small flame is not as powerful as the leap fireball.

"I can't let the leap student overtake me..."

In the eyes of the red boy, a trace of fierceness flashed, and the true fire of samadhi came to his mouth again.

But remembering his father's advice, he stumbled to suppress the flames.

"Runsheng, you're better than me..."

The red boy is not only, on the streets of the city, Sun Shao, who sells seats, smiled lightly after seeing the red boy stop the flames.

"Yes, his personality is finally starting to converge. ”

The red child is the fusion of the Soul Dao Fruit, the Zimu River, and Sun Shao's essence and blood, among them, the formation of the Soul Dao Fruit is too tyrannical, bringing him countless killing intent.

This tyrannical killing intent, he doesn't know how to control it, and rashly cultivates spells, then in the future, he will become a ruthless monster who eats people, and becomes the Holy Child King who causes trouble.

The Holy Infant is very filial, caught Tang Seng, and knows how to invite his parents to enjoy, but there is nothing more, and he was finally accepted as a boy by Guanyin, which is really pitiful.

Even if because of Sun Shao's appearance, he can avoid the fate of being subdued by Guanyin, but this character, if he offends some immortal Buddha that day, maybe he will be suppressed...

"If you don't teach, it's your father's fault... I can pass on your unrivaled spells, but before that, I want to teach you how to be human. ”

...

Three years have passed, and the red boy is ten years old.

He went to a private school in the city to study, and gradually stopped dancing with guns and sticks.

He is the embodiment of the fruit of the living soul and cannot grow up... However, Sun Shao used his mana to make him grow up, and he was already a handsome young man.

He was taught by Sun Shao since he was a child, and his knowledge was already not shallow, which made the gentleman in the school love it.

And with Sun Shao's permission, the red boy did not tie the bun, but grew long hair.

He was 10 years old, but he grew old, and gradually, he began to understand the truth of dealing with people.

In this year, Leap became the strongest novice of Lushe Monastery. He was so arrogant that he no longer paid attention to his childhood friend, which made Stone and Rourou extremely sad.

This year, Sun Hong became the youngest celebrity in the kingdom of Sihari. He is modest, polite, and handsome, and even many officials want to choose him as their son-in-law... Rourou's father is one of them, but he is rejected by Red Boy.

Rourou's father, blamed the red boy for being a poor child, I don't know what to do, he was in charge of the election of officials in the middle school, ordered the private school, and expelled this person, otherwise all the students in this private school will not be officials for life.

His teacher argued with reason, but the red boy shook his head and went home, not wanting to cause trouble for the private school.

It's not suitable, it's not just the difference between immortals and mortals... Because of the red boy, I don't like that girl.

"Hong'er, that soft and soft, very good-looking, she must be a Peugeot beauty when she grows up...", her mother iron fan, persuaded with pity.

"I don't want her! That girl, short-sighted, once looked at me. So, I don't want to!" The red boy is already a beautiful young man, and his words are humble and reasonable, but a little pride in his bones is inherited from his mother, and cannot be erased.

I don't want to... These three words, the iron fan once said this, it was when he rejected the Bull Demon King.

She no longer persuaded the red child, she knew that this child, with the same temperament as her, could not be forced if she did not want to.

Sun Shao didn't say anything, this night, he went out quietly, and not long after, he returned.

On the second day, the father of Rourou, as if threatened by some terrible fear, immediately announced that the previous order had been lifted.

But in the end, the red boy did not return to the private school, but stayed at home, arranging and selling banquets with his father every day.

In his opinion, no matter how much knowledge there is, if in the end it is still decided by someone in one word, and the party is eunuchs, this is the way of officials, and there is no need to learn it.

It's better to make up a table with your father.

"Make up the table, be attentive... Thou shalt make forth thy own seat. Sun Shao taught.

"Is there a difference?" the red boy was puzzled.

"What is fire?" Sun Shao suddenly diverted the topic.

"Fire is fire, firewood for cooking, candles and lamps for fire, thunder for fire, lava for life, sunset, fire..."

"Want to learn spells?"

"Yes!" said Red Boy excitedly.

"So, I can't teach you yet, you make up the table, and after three years, your answer will be different. ”

...

Three years later, Red Boy was thirteen years old.

He is the same as Sun Shao, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with long hair scattered, and his body is thin and tall, already seven feet, a beautiful young man.

After three years of arrangement, he no longer lectured with others, and the name of celebrities and scholars gradually faded. His teacher once advised him to go back to private school, but to no avail, he sighed gloomily.

After three years of arrangement, he gradually came to his senses.

Bamboo strips into mats, pampas grass into mats, different types of mats. Even if it is the same kind of mat, there are differences because of the different techniques.

Even if they are woven with the same mat and the same technique, they are still different. There is no such thing as the same seat, no one with the same fire.

There is only plausibility, but plausibility.

But all the seats are called seats, and all the fire is called fire.

"What is their origin?" asked the red child.

"It's the way. ”

"Where is the Way?"

"In thy hand, the table which thou hast made forth is thy word... Do you still want to learn spells?" Sun Shao asked with a smile.

"No, I want to learn how to make a seat first," the red boy said in thought.

This year, Runsheng was thirteen years old and had become a well-known wrestler in the country.

In this year, Stone began to fish with his father.

This year, Rourou was promised by her father.

There are many trajectories in human destiny, which originate from one point and extend to different places.

The red boy gradually began to understand fate, and he began to think, heaven and earth, cause and effect, reincarnation...

When he was 14 years old, he suddenly didn't understand how to make a good table.

The seat that I have been weaving all along, although it looks good, but among them, there is a lack of a way...

"I'll teach you, weave a grass ring, this ring, you don't have a hundred years, you can't weave it, but you can use it to understand... In this ring, there is the way of heaven. ”

"Heavenly Dao..."The red boy showed a confused look, at this moment, he thought back to the leap sheng playing spells, and suddenly felt that the behavior was very ridiculous.

Spells, but trails...

What's even more powerful is the way of heaven!

And the one who is more powerful than the way of heaven is Daddy!

"Daddy, it's really hard. ”

"Well, but you can make it up. ”

Sun Shao looked at the young man and smiled with relief.

This child is no longer a minor in the Journey to the West, and he is no longer a troublesome personality like Nezha.

This, that's good.

Seven years have passed, and Red Boy is 20 years old, already a handsome young man.

He weaves rings of grass, and all of a sudden, they will be strangely burned to ashes.

Among them, there is the Heavenly Dao... If he can understand, he can become a ring. But that enlightenment needs to be experienced in life.

The ancients had twenty crowns and words.

Red child, name Sun Hong, word Holy Child.

Si Haliguo, Sun Xijiang's family, left...

Cuiyun Mountain, Basho Cave, Iron Fan Fairy, return!

At that moment, the speed of integrating into heaven and earth opened the eyes of Red Boy for the first time.

He always knew that his father was the strongest person, but what he said with his own eyes today was still shocking!

"The Holy Child... From today onwards, I can pass on your spells! Take you to learn the arts, and you can go to avenge your mother!"

On this day, the red boy learned about the humiliation of his mother when he was a child.

He knew the name of Ruyi True Immortal, and even more so that his father was a ruthless man who shocked the Three Realms!

It's just that when he learned that Sun Shao was powerful, he was not shocked and his mind was calm.

Knowing the grudge, his eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything, only silently picked up the fire-tipped spear and stepped on the hot wheels!

This magic weapon was brought by Sun Shao from Heaven back then, but it was just right for the red boy!

All spear skills in heaven and earth are on the same gun path.

This way, for the side door of the eight hundred left road, understand this way, spear skills are unmatched!

Fangcun Mountain spearmanship, the integration of Buddhism and Taoism and the two spear skills, implying the left way... In the past ten years, the red boy has only learned martial arts!

Peach peach, chaos lotus seed, ginseng fruit, and five elements walnut, he took them one by one and refined them. The Soul Dao Fruit, the Innate Dao Body, this Dao is the Extreme Fire Dao!

Twenty years later, his cultivation was already in the realm of Demon Venerable!

Ten years later, Sun Shao took him to travel the world and see all kinds of flames. His samadhi fire began to transform.

Forty years later, the Red Child returned to the kingdom of Shari and, at sunset, swallowed all the true fire of the sun!

Before and after, a total of 100 years!

Cuiyun Mountain, outside Basho Cave, Sun Shao stood for a long time, and left in the eyes of the iron fan and the red child.

This cause and effect, in this regard, understand!

And Sun Shao's Dao heart can be consummated for the second time at any time!

"Daddy is gone, mother, I'm going to do something too!"

He stepped on the hot wheels and went straight to Jieyang Mountain and Juxian Nunnery!

...

Ruyi Zhenxian was counting the money, and he was very dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.

Recently, there have been fewer and fewer people in the daughter country who mistakenly eat the water of the Zimu River, and the money from this abortion spring is becoming more and more difficult to earn.

"Hmm... It's better to put the water of the Mother River into the water tank of this country..."

As soon as he came up with a bad idea, a group of scoundrel demons under the door immediately applauded.

But the next moment, they couldn't call it out again!

But I saw a flash of firelight, galloping, and appeared in Juxian Nunnery, revealing a handsome young man.

"Ruyi True Immortal, today my Holy Child is here to take your life!"

"Holy Child, where is the little demon, I don't know how thick the sky is, I dare..."The golden hook of the Ruyi True Immortal was horizontal, and he was stunned before he finished his cruel words.

But when he saw the young fire demon in front of him, although it was just a demon venerable breath, it brought him the feeling of fire power that burned everything!

His soul, as if under the gaze of this fire demon, burned violently, and the pain was unbearable!

"This, what kind of magical power is this! This person is not easy to mess with!"

He took a few steps back and forced himself to compose,

"I am the brother of the Great Sage Bull Demon King of Pingtian, you dare to hurt me..."

But before he finished speaking, the young fire demon had already shot and stabbed into the chest of the Ruyi True Immortal, and then, its Yin God could not escape, and his body turned into ashes without warning.

"Who are you, what do you have to do with me!" said the Holy Child indifferently!

In his heart, the heart of the Tao has been completed, and he wants to start walking his own way!

Sun Shao led him to embark on the road that he did not finish!