Chapter 159: Drawn by the Master (fourth additional chapter, please read on)
"I will remember this kindness from the Great Sage!"

After a little hesitation, the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi finally accepted the cause and effect, "If the Great Sage really wants to fall out with the Buddhist sect, I will help the Great Sage to block those Buddhas!"

In order to become the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo, Zhen Yuanzi was willing to give up the foundation of Wuzhuang Temple!

Big deal.

Just settle down in the chaos.

With the reputation of his teacher in the past, the immortal Zhen Yuanzi wants to see who dares to chase him into the chaos!
As long as one can achieve Hunyuan Daluo, there is no need to fear the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"Not really, you're overthinking..."

What can the Buddhists do? If they really dare, he, Sun Wukong, will not give it to them for nothing!
I'd rather give up a few strands of primordial purple energy. I don't believe that among all these immortals, gods, and quasi-saints in the sky, no one can withstand such temptation.

If Sun Wukong is pushed into a corner, he will do anything.

Isn’t it just the Hongmeng Purple Qi? With the system, you can even draw the Chaos Spirit Root. Is this purple qi not enough?

"Great Immortal, please be busy. Hehe... I am going to take a walk on Qianyuan Mountain!"

Sun Wukong’s mind was in turmoil.

With one somersault he traveled thousands or tens of thousands of miles.

With the guidance left by Mother Wu Dang before she passed away, Sun Wukong found the Qianyuan Mountain Pear Cave very smoothly without much effort.

After introducing himself, the door of Lishan Cave was opened.

Seeing that the Old Mother of Lishan was obviously much older than the Holy Mother Wu Dang, Sun Wukong was stunned.

The appearance of the Old Mother of Lishan is very similar to the Holy Mother Wudang.

It just smells a little old.

"May I ask, but Senior Sister?"

"It's okay for you to call me that." Seeing Sun Wukong coming in person, the old mother of Lishan knew that he had made up his mind and was in a good mood. "I am the incarnation of the good body of the deity, and I have been sitting in this Qianyuan Mountain. Since Junior Brother Sun is willing to become my disciple, please follow me."

The Old Mother of Lishan suddenly snapped her fingers, and the empty space of an acre before her eyes suddenly became dark and discontinuous.

Almost in a breath, he brought Sun Wukong with him and moved an unknown distance, directly to a quiet room somewhere in Qianyuan Mountain.

And the Holy Mother Wu Dang is waiting for you in this quiet room.

"Brother Sun, you are here. Please follow me and pay respect to our Master first!"

When Holy Mother Wu Dang saw Sun Wukong coming into the quiet room, she simply stretched out her hand and led him towards the three-foot Taoist scroll.

Later, Holy Mother Wu Dang led the worship, bowing three times and kowtow nine times to the Taoist holding a sword on his back in the painting!

At the beginning.

The Taoist in the painting had his back to the three people, but as the three people bowed, the Taoist suddenly turned around, revealing his handsome face.

The hidden aura of the Supreme Dao gradually permeated the painting and spread throughout the entire quiet room.

"Master, I am Sun Wukong's greeting! In the future, I will cause trouble for myself. I hope that Master will be so kind and not drive me out of the mountain..."

Having said this, Sun Wukong bowed again.

The young Taoist in the painting all smiled.

"You monkey, you are quite self-aware." The Sage Tongtian finally spoke, and the spirit attached to the scroll suddenly expanded. "Since you, a monkey, are not afraid of being implicated by the various causes and effects of the Jiejiao, what can a few disasters do to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingping sword on the back of Tongtian Sage rang without a trace, and the vast and unprovoked murderous intent distorted the time and space of the entire quiet room.

For a moment, the feeling of the dead souls making Sun Wukong feel that he would die cleanly at any time and anywhere! This killing sword art is too terrible!

And this is just a painting!

"Sun Wukong, remember this. From today on, you are my personal disciple! In the future, you can be eccentric, rebellious, sinister, or calm. As long as you still have me as your master in your heart, I will take care of all the causes and consequences!"

Such arrogant and overbearing words!
But Sun Wukong felt particularly comfortable listening to it and wanted to give a thumbs up.

Who wouldn’t like such a master?

If this leader was still in the ancient times, Sun Wukong could have imagined his own glorious journey to the West.

Unfortunately, the Jiejiao sect is gone now, and the leader was punished to reflect on his mistakes facing the wall.

Such a powerful backer can no longer be relied upon in the short term.

"Thank you for your protection, Master. I, Old Sun, have always liked to keep a low profile and don't like to cause trouble. Master, don't worry, I usually don't get involved in any karma. If I really get involved, I will blame the other party for having a bad fate!"

"Good! It's good that you have this intention. I don't have anything else to give you now. You can use these three sword marks to protect yourself."

As the portrait of the Sage Tongtian spoke, it suddenly caught fire.

Then three sword marks flew out from the scroll that was instantly burned to ashes and stuck directly behind Sun Wukong's ears.

When Sun Wukong wanted to use it, as long as he had a thought in his mind, the sword mark behind his ear, which was enough for one-tenth of the power of a saint, would naturally fly out to protect him!

"How could this be burned, Senior Sister..."

"No problem. This scroll was painted by Master when I was away from home for training. I asked him to paint it for me. I can take it with me when I travel, so I can see him from time to time and ask for Dharma. It has been a kalpa since then. If it is gone, it is gone."

Although Holy Mother Wu Dang said this, she still felt a little reluctant in her heart.

Now that the master is in Zixiao Palace, it is impossible for him to show up for tens of millions of years. It will be difficult to see the master again.

"Senior sister, is there any way to ask Master to draw another picture?"

"You monkey!"

Hearing Sun Wukong's unreliable words, Wu Dang Shengmu couldn't help but laugh, "The master is in Zixiao Palace now. If you can find the Zixiao Palace in the endless chaos and meet the master, let me paint you ten paintings, not just one."

The Holy Mother Wu Dang did not go into the chaos to pay homage to the Holy Saint Tong Tian.

It's not that the Taoist Ancestor does not allow it, but since the Taoist Ancestor achieved enlightenment, the Zixiao Palace has been like a rootless duckweed, wandering without a trace in the entire border of the inner chaos.

Zixiao Palace was originally the place where the Taoist ancestors practiced Taoism.

If the Taoist ancestor had not appeared and the saint had not arrived, who could have found him in that disordered chaos?

I can't even find the place, let alone pay a visit.

is also like this.

Only the Holy Mother Wu Dang would let Sun Wukong come to Qianyuan Mountain to pay homage to the Master Tongtian in front of his scroll.

"Hehe, Old Sun has always been lucky. When I have some free time, I will go to the Primal Chaos to look for my master. I have worshiped before him but have never seen his true face. This is not good. Who knows, I may get some treasures from him."

But Sun Wukong knew very well how wealthy this Shangqing Saint was.

No one knew how many innate spiritual treasures had been given away as rewards to so many disciples.

Now it is Sun Wukong's turn. It would be nice if he could just give him a few top-grade spiritual treasures!
"You monkey, don't even think about it. If it was before the great catastrophe, it wouldn't be surprising if the master was happy to reward you with eight or ten innate spiritual treasures. Unfortunately, it's not that time anymore. No matter how many treasures you have, they can't withstand a great catastrophe!"

"Everything that should be dispersed has been dispersed. However, Senior Sister still has a few treasures in her hand. You can choose one!"

(End of this chapter)