Chapter 104: Two Evil Spirits Retreat from the World, See You Again
"I'm afraid that Buddhism will be in trouble in the future."

The Jade Emperor didn't think much about it, and he was certain that Sun Wukong would bring countless troubles to Buddhism in the future.

Previously, the helpless Sun Wukong was restricted by the Buddhist sect, and they had almost no way to deal with him.

Now that he has the support of the saint, who knows what Sun Wukong will do.

least.

It is unlikely that the Buddhist sect will be able to use force to kill Sun Wukong at will.

It is true that after the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, saints will not enter the primitive times.

But that saint had no disciples or attendants.

"...That's for the future. Now let's think about what we should do."

"The laws of nature are so vast that it is truly difficult to fathom."

"Miscalculation."

The Queen Mother has not forgotten the promise she made before.

If the Queen Mother had known that Sun Wukong would encounter such a thing when he went to the Queen Mother's Palace, she would not have made the promise to Buddhism so easily.

The current Sun Wukong is really not the same Sun Wukong as before.

In order to persuade him to go to the West to worship Buddha and obtain Buddhist scriptures wholeheartedly, the Queen Mother couldn't figure out what price he would have to pay.

"That's right...if I had known this earlier...ah!"

There are really not many things in the whole world that can make the Jade Emperor sigh. "Otherwise, I will ask someone to summon the monkey back and try to find out from the side first, and then we can say it."

Since Sun Wukong has not been tricked this whole time, it is not a good idea to force him.

I had to take the soft approach.

What I’m afraid of is that this monkey won’t respond to any push or push.

"Forget it. Let's see what happens in Buddhism first. It's too early to go on the pilgrimage."

What the Queen Mother meant was to wait and see how things develop.

If there is an opportunity in the future, just grab it.

……

Qianning Mountain, Linguang Cave.

As a well-known mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Qianning Mountain is not short of various immortal caves and cultivators who practice Taoism.

It was the day when Sun Wukong returned from Taiqing Heaven and went to the Heavenly Palace holding several gourds containing elixirs.

The bright light of the sun in the silent winter seemed to have grown seven times brighter out of nowhere.

Even the few remaining winter days have a bit of the warmth of late autumn.

In the inconspicuous Linguang Cave, countless Thai and Japanese true lights gathered together, and finally turned into a faint light and shadow, falling down in an instant.

Sorrow!!!
Like three loud drum beats resounding throughout the cave.

next interest.

Deep in the cave, a thin Taoist in a red robe suddenly opened his eyes which had not been opened for a long time.

It may be because I have been in seclusion for too long.

When this Taoist moved slightly, there were crisp sounds like thunder and lightning, echoing from head to toe.

The aura of Taoism was accompanied by a continuous crackling sound that lasted for about half a cup of tea.

The Taoist finally let out a long sigh and blasted a stone table ten feet in front of him into powder. "I haven't moved for a long time. This body doesn't feel like my own. It's hard to bear. Who knows where the great sage is now?"

"I just can't think of anything. I don't know what to do."

When the Taoist stood up, there was a faint sound of a tiger's roar, which blew away all the dust and moss in the entire cave into ashes.

With a roll of his sleeves, he threw all the restrictions out of the cave.

Later.

The thin Taoist just wandered around his own cave twice, sighed from time to time, and finally turned into a colorful yellow light, passed through the cave's restrictions, and went far away to the southwest sky.

After half a day, the thin Taoist finally pushed down the clouds and appeared on the left side of a vast lake.

Standing beside a century-old weeping willow, the Taoist did not make any movement.

However, behind the Taoist, there was a winged tiger shadow about ten feet in size, which suddenly appeared and roared. Suddenly, in the vast lake in front of him, which was thousands of miles wide, countless waves and roars appeared out of thin air.

next moment.

A burst of water light exploded, and countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals from the water palace came out through the water with billowing water and evil smoke.

The current Water Palace Crab General was fierce and powerful, waving the magic weapon Water Fork in his hand, and was about to shout, "Where did you come from, you thief, to dare to run wild in my Qingshen Water Palace..."

But I saw countless water lights suddenly rising thousands of feet in the air, rising up like a shield covering the sky and the sun.

Covering the sky and the earth, annihilating countless people.

In just a moment, there were no more thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, no more water light covering the sky, and no more sense of vast extinction.

There was only one Taoist priest with a slightly hunchback, standing far away above the waves, looking at the thin Taoist figure under the weeping willows in front of the embankment.

"...Brother Hu Pao, it's been a long time."

"I heard that Brother Dao had gone to the Poro Immortal Palace to practice three thousand years ago. How could he have time to hang out in my Qingshen Lake?"

Obviously.

These two Taoists knew each other and were very familiar with each other.

But after listening to what this hunchbacked Taoist said, I felt like I didn't want to see the thin Taoist.

"Brother Xuanshou...it's been seven thousand years since we last met."

Taoist Tiger Pao waved his sleeves, and a low table suddenly appeared under the weeping willow. On it were a few gourds of fine wine and a few plates of spiritual fruits. "Brother, why don't you sit down and talk? If possible, I don't want to disturb your peace."

One's own family knows one's own affairs.

The Tiger-Pao Taoist is a demon, he was born that way.

Back then, those who were able to survive the calamity caused by the sorcerers and liches did not rely on their astonishing skills or their clever minds that could avoid disasters.

What we do know is that the Tiger-Pao Taoist back then was really just an insignificant little demon.

But it’s been too many years.

The current Tiger Pao Taoist is no longer the same as before, and his cultivation has already reached the Daluo realm.

But what can be achieved with such cultivation?

He temporarily abandoned his demon body and divine body, and went to the Poro Immortal Palace with his soul to practice in seclusion from the world.

If that man hadn't sent an envoy to find him, Taoist Hu Pao would never have gotten involved in this mess.

Unfortunately, there is still no way to hide and avoid it.

"Tiger Pao! If you have something to say, please say it. If not... I still need to continue my cultivation, so I won't send you off."

Taoist Xuanshou believed that he was not the same kind of demon as Hupao.

Hu Pao came to his door for no reason, and he really didn't want to hear Hu Pao's exact purpose.

Some troubles are just heard from others!
"Brother, take care. If you don't give me this favor now, I'm afraid it won't be me who comes next time."

Taoist Xuanshou had just turned around, and before he entered the water, he turned his head back angrily, "You monster, we have no hatred in the past or in the present, why are you trying to harm me?"

"Haha... Or maybe someone would say that you, Taoist Xuanshou, are the best at divination. It seems that you know why I'm here."

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. Where did you come from, where did you go back to, we have never met before."

Both are Golden Immortals, and both were demon soldiers and generals under the Demon Court in the past.

To be able to live to this day.

Who doesn't know who else? Who doesn't have some means to protect their life and avoid the world?

Unfortunately, someone still found me.

"Brother Dao, do you think I am willing to come? I can't avoid it..."

Hu Pao was sitting cross-legged in front of a low table. His words sounded like a whisper, but Taoist Xuanshou could hear them clearly, and he even felt sick.

(End of this chapter)