The worship was sincere, the chanting was ritualistic, and the offerings were quite good.

It's just the statue of the Three Pure Ones, but it lacks some of the spiritual charm.

It is clear.

These wild Taoists led by the Three Immortals are probably not truly recognized by the Taoist founder.

"It's already so late, isn't it really a bit late for the evening class? If it's a morning class, it's also a bit early."

"Practice is not something that can be achieved through worship!"

"If you have the time, prepare more. When the time comes, draw the purple air into your body, pass through the twenty-four floors, and wash away the foul air in your body. That's the right thing to do."

Seeing these Taoists all in the huge and bright Sanqing Hall, bowing again and again to the statues of Sanqing, and then chanting various scriptures, it was quite a lively scene.

But Zhu Bajie thought it was too complicated.

Since when did he become so acquainted with the Dao that he needed these mundane rituals?

"You idiot! What do you know?"

They are all considered ordinary Taoists. Are you Zhu Bajie, a disciple of the Human Sect?
I have received teachings from many people, so I don’t need to worry about anything else, just practice every day.

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhu Bajie and said, "Well, you want to pass on the Dharma to these three immortals, so you can borrow the divine appearance of these three ancestors and teach them some cultivation methods or magical powers."

"I think the ancestor won't blame me."

Sun Wukong dared to say this and do this.

But if it were Zhu Bajie, he really wouldn't dare to do so. He even had to wait until the three people finished their evening lessons before he stepped into the main hall silently.

Later.

Then Zhu Bajie picked up three incense sticks, lit them one by one with his heart fire, and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the statue of the Three Pure Ones, and bowed solemnly three times.

Sun Wukong was suddenly enlightened by what he saw.

This idiot, he says one thing and does another!
He had just been disdainful of those Taoists, but now that it was his turn, he worshipped very devoutly.

There are all kinds of truths, without any mistakes or omissions.

"That's right. Old Sun hasn't worshipped a master in a long time. It's time to do so."

Seeing Zhu Bajie paying his respects, Sun Wukong also stepped forward to light incense and offered sacrifices, "Master, and two other uncles, I pay my respects to you!"

Not to mention the discord between the orthodox and unorthodox sects, or the fact that the Saint Shangqing had suffered harm from the other two brothers, the cause and effect here did not involve him, Sun Wukong.

One is one and two is two.

Elders are elders, and paying respects to them doesn’t mean you can’t turn against them or use violence in the future, right?
Moreover.

When Sun Wukong went to Tushita Palace, if he didn't have Pangu Banner, how could he have inherited Pangu Axe!
For this reason alone, Sun Wukong did not feel that he was losing out by paying homage to the saint of the orthodox teaching.

Zhu Bajie, who was standing by, saw Sun Wukong following behind him, and he also bowed solemnly three times to the statues of the Three Pure Ones.

Zhu Bajie didn't know what he was thinking about, but he laughed out loud.

"Idiot, what are you laughing at? Hurry up and deliver the inheritance. The sooner you go, the sooner you can get back and have some sleep!"

"Monkey should go with Pig."

"Why go? Don't count on me, I haven't learned much of the Taiqing and Shangqing methods myself."

"Monkey brother is too modest. If Monkey brother wants to, with your current practice, you can easily derive the Dharma, and even the inheritance of the Heavenly Immortal will not be difficult for you. The inheritance of the Golden Immortal may also come from your hands. If that is the case, it would be easy for you to open a sect and become the ancestor."

Don't even say it.

Sun Wukong really does have such ability. After all, with so many inheritances and magical powers, Sun Wukong has not been lying down for nothing all these years.

He read some of the inheritances more than several times.

Although he has never practiced, it does not mean that Sun Wukong does not understand.

"Go, go, go, and get back to work. What do you mean by opening a door and being a patriarch? I have nothing to do."

"I am alone, and I can't get rid of the karma of my life. If I had more disciples, I would be fed up with it."

In the prehistoric world, a sect was established and opened to the disciples...

It's all about cause and effect, and destiny. If one thing goes wrong, the disciple will bring trouble to the master and the sect, and that's all.

Really speaking.

The reason why Jiejiao fell to such a state was because the disciples were not virtuous and brought harm to the saint Tongtian.

If, back then, all the disciples of Jiejiao had practiced in seclusion, silently reciting Huangting sutras and not leaving the mountains, how could they have ended up with only the Holy Mother Wudang left?

Even the Saint Shangqing is still confined in Zixiao Palace to reflect on his mistakes.

It's so miserable.

"Brother Monkey, you should come along too, so that you can be a witness for me." Seeing that Sun Wukong was unwilling to go, Zhu Bajie still pulled at his collar and said, "I don't know how to teach my disciples, so it would be good if Brother Monkey could give me some pointers."

"Let's go."

After hearing what Zhu Bajie said, Sun Wukong suddenly thought of something and actually agreed.

Later.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie followed the three immortals to the backyard of the temple and easily approached the residence of the three immortals.

Nor did it disturb their meditation.

When Zhu Bajie performed a common Taoist method of preaching in meditation, a ray of spiritual light suddenly flashed out, and together with the ray of spiritual light from Sun Wukong, they all sank into the meditation scene of the three immortals.

It’s like the Dharma being taught in a dream.

The three immortals, who were originally in a state of meditation with their minds free of distractions, seemed to have a dream in their hearts at this moment. In an instant, the heaven and earth changed dramatically, and the Taoist scene evolved between the invisible and formless.

Furthermore, two beings whose faces could not be seen but who exuded immortal light and Taoist aura, fell from mid-air.

"...Tiger Power Immortal, Sheep Power Immortal, Deer Power Immortal, because of the three of you, I have expanded the reputation of our Dao sect and promoted the teachings of our Three Pure Ones. Today, I heard that what you have done is quite pleasing to my heart, so I came to see you."

To play the role of a god or an immortal, Zhu Bajie doesn’t even need to act.

The fairy light and jade-like aura floating around him, and the magnificent Taoist light and rhyme, are so magnificent that everyone who sees him would exclaim that he is a god who has descended to the mortal world.

not to mention.

In order to demonstrate his true immortality, at this moment in the Taoist scene, when Zhu Bajie opened his mouth there was a sky full of golden clouds, and when he closed his mouth there was an endless spiritual charm floating in the air. The nearly endless Taoist patterns and principles were enough to blind the eyes of the three immortals.

No matter how the three immortals kowtowed.

As the sound of Zhu Bajie's preaching resounded throughout the Taoist scene, there were also scenes of golden flowers falling and Taoism. All kinds of great sounds of the Tao connected the Taoist realm above and below, causing the color of the Taoist realm to change a hundred times in an instant, implying that a single word could change the world.

It's simply impossible to pretend any more.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong was amazed in his heart, thinking that this fool was quite capable. If ordinary immortals wanted to preach like this, they would probably not know how to continue.

In just a short moment.

Zhu Bajie not only taught the three immortals the two Golden Immortal Methods and the Taiyi Method, he also passed on no less than seven or eight magical skills.

After the sermon was over, Zhu Bajie signaled to Sun Wukong that it was time for them to leave.

But Sun Wukong suddenly said secretly, "Wait a moment, idiot. There is no rush to leave later. Let me test their cultivation and their character!"

Calmed Zhu Bajie who was trying to escape.

Sun Wukong suddenly said, "Tiger Power Immortal, you are a tiger demon who has attained enlightenment, and you should become the image of wind and thunder. Now that you have obtained the method of Golden Eyebrows and Wind, you can bring it to me. If you have the talent, I don't mind teaching you another method!"

"Brother Monkey, what are you trying to do?"

Suddenly, Sun Wukong spoke up and wanted Hu Lixian to perform a Bifeng magic to see what was going on. He didn't know why.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out where this feeling came from.

I always feel that Sun Wukong had no good intention in doing this!

"Didn't you see it all? I just wanted to see what the cultivation roots of this Tiger Power Immortal were like."

"Don't think too much, idiot."

The more Sun Wukong said this, the more Zhu Bajie felt that something was wrong.

But before he could say anything or ask for clarification, Hu Lixian had already bowed to the two of them, and then he made hand gestures and used his mind to slowly display the Bifeng magical power that Zhu Bajie had previously passed on to him.

But I saw the Dao patterns entangled, and between the Dao patterns blooming, a wind rose.

When the wind blows, it is a gentle breeze.

As soon as the breeze blew, all things rose up, and the gust of wind penetrated the bones and shook the soul, causing the Dao realm within a radius of no less than a hundred miles to be shaken, and all of them were shining with all kinds of brilliance, until it turned into a huge wind without form...

What a good wind, what a magical power.

But neither Hu Lixian nor Zhu Bajie had ever thought about it.

Not only was Hu Lixian in the Dao realm performing spells by pinching his fingers, but his true body was also doing the same.

And I don't know if it's because of some invisible force helping him, the Bifeng magical power displayed by his real body is even more mysterious and formless, which further demonstrates the greatness and unparalleledness of his magical power.

As the wind blows, it instantly rises three thousand miles into the sky.

Not only did it instantly flatten the countless night clouds over the Sanqing Temple, but it also blew away the souls of people and animals within a thousand miles. Even after it swept away, as if following something, the wind that swept a thousand miles drifted straight to the Tongwen Pavilion.

The wind blew in from the window of Tang Monk's bedroom, and swept Tang Monk up from his deep sleep, taking him to the west, who knows how many thousands or tens of thousands of miles away, in an instant.

this moment.

I don’t know how many Bodhisattvas and Arhats were around, their eyes widened and they almost revealed their true forms.

They were patrolling in secret, angry and irritable, and they all followed Tang Seng and chased after him.

However, Sun Wukong had never seen such a scene.

But that didn't stop him from laughing secretly, and he even secretly created a clone, which was faintly following behind Bi Feng.

Among the three immortals’ Taoist scenes.

Sun Wukong seemed calm at the moment. Seeing the howling wind in the sky, he nodded repeatedly: "...Not bad, not bad! You, the Tiger Power Immortal, still have some character."

"Listen carefully. This immortal will only teach you the Three Winds Compass once. How much you can remember depends on your chance."

Sun Wukong started chanting scriptures.

There are no golden flowers appearing, no Taoist patterns ostentatious, and no scenes of heaven and earth displayed.

But as soon as the sound of the Great Dao came out, all kinds of principles manifested themselves in billions of wind appearances and wind principles, allowing the three immortals to completely immerse themselves in it, and see the true nature of the wind as the true flow of the wind.

Compared to Zhu Bajie, this is the Taiyi inheritance that he has the most.

What Sun Wukong opened his mouth was naturally the Daluo Sutra!

However, once the eight thousand Dao seals are chanted out loud, the true method will fall into the Dao scene.

Later.

Before the three immortals who were immersed in the endless Taoist rhyme of wind could come back to their senses, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie's spiritual thoughts had already left the Taoist scene and returned to Tongwenguan quietly.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Monk Sha went through a lot of trouble and finally woke up Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

He said that the master was missing.

In fact, when they came back last night, not only Sun Wukong knew that Tang Seng was missing, but Zhu Bajie also knew it. However, they seemed to agree with each other and pretended nothing happened and fell asleep.

"Junior Brother Sha, are you sure that Master is missing? How could he be missing, a living person?"

"Maybe he went to the market to have breakfast early in the morning."

"Brother Zhu, don't joke! I said that the master is missing, and it must be missing. I have searched all the places I should look for, and I have also asked the palace servants and the soldiers guarding the gate of Tongwen Hall, but I have never seen the master go out. He must have been abducted by a monster."

Although Monk Sha's practice is not that great now, his Dharma Eye is still quite good.

How could he not see whether Tang Seng was in the capital of Chechi State?

Moreover, Zhu Bajie's slightly confused eyes always seemed like he was avoiding something. Monk Sha might not know about it, but Zhu Bajie must have known that Tang Monk was missing.

"Brother Monkey, what should we do?"

"Let's look for it. Take our time." Seeing that Zhu Bajie's acting skills still needed to be improved, Sun Wukong patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not the first time, so there's nothing to be surprised about. At most, we can just wait and see."

Tongwenguan couldn't do without the food and drink of the three of them.

If he could live here for ten or eight years, Sun Wukong wouldn't mind.

Moreover.

Don’t you in Lingshan want to preach the Dharma, and don’t you in Nanhai want to close the mountain? If you don’t keep an eye on Tang Seng, who will?

Tang Monk still wants to accept disciples...

Let you take it! Your good days, Tang Seng, are still to come.

"Brother Monkey, just wait... I'm afraid this is not good."

Monk Sha was also helpless.

He knew that Tang Seng would definitely be punished for provoking Sun Wukong in the training ground, but he never thought that it would come so soon.

Even Sun Wukong couldn't wait for a day.

And Zhu Bajie also indulged himself. What's the point of learning the sutra? God knows what will happen in the future.

"Junior Brother Sha, please stop talking. If you are worried about Master, why not go around the city and look for Master first?"

After sending Monk Sha away with a few words, Zhu Bajie secretly sent a message to Sun Wukong: "Brother Monkey, where did you send Monk Tang to? You didn't send him directly to the West Heaven or the underworld, did you?"

"Brother Monkey, be careful that the Buddhist sect will react and come after you!"

"When have they stopped plotting against me?" Sun Wukong snorted, and then said, "Take your time. If they want to mess with me, I will mess with Monk Tang. I want to see who will suffer the most and be upset in the end."

As for where Tang Seng went?
In fact, at the beginning, Sun Wukong just wanted to follow Tang Seng's wishes and borrow the wind created by Hulixian to send him to the west.

But who would admit it?

Tang Monk did not reach the Lingshan Mountain in the West, but by chance he fell into the monster's den - the Lion Camel Mountain.

Now, Tang Seng was tied up and thrown into a bloody and bone monster cave filled with evil spirits.

Even last night.

If there hadn't been a demon patrolling the mountain, following the scent of human beings and discovering Tang Monk in the mountain first, thinking of eating alone and leaving Tang Monk alone so that he could have a good meal in the future, Tang Monk would have been eaten by some demon general or demon commander.

The tender and delicate Tang Monk is a top-notch delicacy in the eyes of the monsters in Lion Camel Ridge!

It's strange.

There were Bodhisattvas and Arhats guarding Tang Seng at all times, but they did not send him back at night, and continued to travel westward according to the book. Instead, they let Tang Seng fall asleep in the monster's lair.

If it weren't for Sun Wukong's real and fake clones following closely behind, we really don't know what would have happened to Tang Seng. (End of this chapter)