The ancestor of Tongtian Sect took the mirror and thought for a while. Suddenly Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Good disciple, you can see clearly. Just go down the mountain here and save your three senior brothers. If they help you become a god, you will suffer less."

Lao Zhu understood that Sun Wukong had obtained five hundred years of magic power, and now he was in a mess. Not to mention the cultivation of the three Bodhisattvas, just talking about these three cheap senior brothers is not inferior to Sun Wukong. Go and save them himself? Well, as soon as the relationship arrived in front of others, before he had time to sacrifice the four-sided cauldron, he was caught by the three old demons and made into a plate of roasted suckling pig!

"Master, Master, Master! If you have any treasures, I will give you two more items. Please see your future. It's just that the blind man is approaching the deep pond in the middle of the night, and it's not good!"

The ancestor of Tongtian Sect laughed and said, "Aren't you very heroic when you fought with that Dashizhi? You are not very arrogant when you robbed the benefits of Kunpeng demon master? How rampant are you who steal the pagoda of the lamp and Yun Zhongzi's demon mirror? Why are you cowardly now?"

Lao Zhu smiled and said, "That's a matter of young disciples, and he was frivolous for a moment. Besides, when fighting with Dashizhi, Brother Niu helped him. When he seized the cultivation of the Peacock King Bodhisattva, it was lard that was shocked, and the demon master didn't bother with me. He went to the Heavenly Court to steal magic weapons, and he also relied on the support of the master's sect behind him. Now the disciple's magic needle was also snatched away by the lamp. There was no magic weapon to move in his hand, so he was naturally a little less courageous."

The ancestor of Tongtian Sect smiled and said, "You are so clever. I thought you would be able to temper the soul by stealing Kong Xuan's benefits, and at least you can practice the Three Flowers Gathering Top to become a Golden Immortal. I didn't expect that you would try to temper the Nine Turns Mystery, which surprised me. If you are greedy for the magic power of the One Yuanhui and cultivate the soul, you will definitely not be able to make progress in the future. This cultivation is no more than other things, you should be tempered slowly. If you are greedy for me, you will suffer."

Old Zhu smiled and said, "Master, is there any immortal pill that people will become saints immediately after eating it? The disciple is lazy, and is a girl baby, and a lead-refining and mercury-transforming. It's really troublesome. If you don't have some magic medicines for the disciples, you can help them to refine them in one pot!" After that, his sleeves shook, and he poured out the immortal grass as high as a hill, looking at the ancestor of Tongtian Sect with anticipation.

It would be fine if the Tongtian Sect ancestor didn't look at these herbs. When he saw them, he was so angry that his hands trembled. He pointed at him and cursed, "You have the shame to say! Since you came to Fuluo Mountain, you have almost no grass growing. Even if the wild boar arched the crops, you can still leave a few straws! You are so good that you just didn't dig the ground! I can't even give them elixirs to build the foundation!" Fuxiu said angrily: "Don't say that there is no such elixir, even if there is one, I won't be able to refine it for you!"

Old Zhu muttered, and with a thick face, he took back the fairy grass in his sleeve. He turned his eyes and took out a wooden sign as big as a palm, and smiled and said, "Master has no magic weapon or immortal pills. Why not make a few more substitute talismans for his disciple? The disciple hates the Great Sun Tathagata of Lingshan, and is afraid of his book of Seven Arrows."

The ancestor of Tongtian Sect nodded and said, "It is indeed not easy for you and others to block the book of Seven Arrows." He glanced at the substitute talisman in his hand, and the saint's eyes could naturally see through the various runes. The various runes were self-evident, but the wood was a bit familiar.

"Is this the immortal apricot tree in Yuxu Palace?"

Old Zhu nodded and said, "No? Yun Zhongzi was stingy. He only refined three pieces and gave his disciple one. But our family cannot be as petty as his. According to his disciple, he directly cut off the fairy apricots in front of the door and made them all as substitutes. Even if the Tathagata of the Great Sun wants to worship me to death, he will ask him to worship for a hundred years!"

As he spoke, Lao Zhu found that the ancestor of Tongtian Sect was wrong. The saint's face was getting bluer and bluer. He probably was going to get angry. He quickly turned around and left. The saint behind him cursed: "Biyou is unfortunate. Biyou has come up with you, a prodigal thing. This fellow Xianxing Taoist has survived for countless disasters. It is a strange thing from Shangqingtian. You are going to cut off its roots! Why don't you break my roots? "

Lao Zhu just pretended that he didn't hear it, and walked out of the palace gate and pulled Xian'er away, saying, "Stingy, stingy! Even Yun Zhongzi gave me one for no relatives and no reason. His teacher was even smaller than the tip of my needle!"

The saint was so angry that he trembled all over when he heard this. He chased him out and wanted to hit him, but he saw the pig being held in Xingxian'er's arms and left the world. The saint was annoyed for a long time and suddenly smiled again: "I haven't been angry for a long time. Now I've been angry with him, and I seem a little popular." Xian Xing at the gate of the palace said: "Fellow Taoist, please give up one branch to avoid him coming and making noise again."

The branches of the fairy apricot trembled and took off one branch automatically. He said, "You are polite, the saint in charge of the sect. I feel that the branches are a little bored when I come to spring. Fellow Taoist, do you accept that person as a closed disciple? Is it because you will not accept disciples in the future? Will the heaven go down in this way?

"Fellow Taoist I don't know. After I talked with my senior brother the day before yesterday, I heard his tone that it would be difficult to preserve the four sects of this sect. If I teach my disciples again, Shangqingtian is too powerful and attracts people to hate them. Wouldn't it harm those who have deep blessings? Soldiers are more important than elites, and more important than support from two senior brothers. I may not lose to Lingshan in this battle."

The saint took the immortal apricot branch and helped him refine a substitute talisman. Since then, he closed the mountain gate and did not leave the house. Kong Xuan taught those registered disciples the Taoist Dharma, without mentioning it.

But the little pig demon was lying in Xingxian'er's arms, his ears were rubbed with his hair, smelling the fragrance of the girl fairy, and listening to Xian'er whispering in his ears, he was extremely comfortable, and he thought to himself: "After all the time, the mounts of those gods were all spiritual beasts, the green bull of Taishang Laojun, the kui Niu of Tongtian Sect, the sika deer of the ancient Buddha of Lanting, and the four-witness of Jiang Ziya, etc., which are strange. They all rode beasts with humans, but I am unique, riding people with beasts, and using Xian'er's arms as the most gorgeous and warm pig's nest, wouldn't it be nice?"

The pig was proud and had just flew out of Shangqingtian, but saw a clear air suddenly flying from the Taiqingtian, like a comet crossing the sky, heading straight to the lower realm.

The clear air fell down obliquely, and it was divided into two in the air, one yin and one yang, and the entanglement was entangled and flew into the 100,000 mountains in Xiniuhezhou.

Old Zhu hurriedly wrapped Xingxian'er with his true energy, and a Lihuo Changhong followed closely. But he saw the two clear air falling to the ground, smashing a deep hole on the top of the mountain, like a lotus, steaming with heat. The heat dissipated, and two hideous demon kings stood in front of the cave, one with golden horns on the head and the other with silver horns on the head, all with fierce eyes and iron mouths and fangs. He smiled and said, "It's rare that the master is kind to you, I promise that we will live happily in the world for thirty years! Brother, hurry up and catch someone to try it out!"

The Silver Horned Demon King hurriedly said, "Brother, keep silent! Don't leak the news."

When Lao Zhu saw the two of them dressed, one with a red rope tied around his waist, a purple-red gourd hanging, a fan inserted behind his head, the other carrying a sword on his back, and holding a jade bottle with a mutton fat in his hand, he muttered in his heart: "Can these two people be the legendary rich man of the Tushita Palace, the King of Golden Horns and the King of Silver Horns?"

The rich man from Tushita Palace was Lao Zhu's evaluation of the two of them when he was reading Journey to the West. The rich man came down from the sky and took the lead. He got a lot of treasures, a golden rope that could tie Taiyi Jinxian, a seven-star sword that cuts gold and jade, a mutton fat jade bottle and purple gold red gourd in the sea, and a banana fan with fierce fire and flames, and a fat and oily one!
Chapter completed!