My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 63 Bamboo Order
The cage thrown by the youth in Tsing Yi approached the ball of light, and it opened automatically, creating a vortex suction, trying to take the ball of light into it.

The multicolored brilliance of the light group exploded, and while resisting the absorption of the cage, it tried its best to escape.

At this time, the girl who heard the senior brother shouting quickly put up her hands to make seals and cursed at the ball of light.

The multicolored light group began to tremble violently, and the light swelled and twisted, like dough being kneaded.

"Beast!"

The senior brother opened his eyes wide with anger, jumped out of the bronze chariot, swung his bamboo whip and slammed it on the light ball.

This was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The swollen and distorted ball of light exploded instantly, revealing a monster with a bird head and human body in gorgeous clothes.

The frightened monster turned its head to escape, but without the light ball, it could no longer resist the suction of the cage.

"I'm not going back to being a breeder—"

Before the shrill screams could be finished, it was already submerged in the cage and turned into a big gorgeous golden pheasant.

And the exploding light ball did not collapse, but gathered quickly, and the light flashed, turning into a feather fan.

The boy and girl in Tsing Yi cast a spell at the same time.

The feathered round fan dragged a stream of colorful light and fell into the girl's hand, while the cage containing the golden pheasant whirled and fell into the young man's hand.

The bronze chariot accelerated again, catching the jumping brother.

Only then did Jiang Yuan fall from the sky, seeing that he was about to fall into the sea, the senior brother pinched a curse and pointed, and the chariot dived suddenly.

As if a flash of lightning flashed across the sea, Jiang Yuan's eyes blurred, and his body was lifted up by a silky force. When he took a closer look, he saw the bronze chariot underneath.

The three teenagers in the car all smiled at him.

"Thank you for your help!"

When the chariot sent everyone to the island, the teenagers also jumped out of the chariot and bowed their hands to Jiang Yuan to thank him.

"You're welcome, it just coincides with the meeting."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand, but his eyes were attracted by the golden pheasant in the cage.

The golden pheasant has a crest of purple-red feathers, a bill like a blue hook, a pure white underbelly, metallic emerald green flowing from its chest and back, its wings are rich vermilion, and its tail feathers are covered with gorgeous black and white cloud patterns.

It is colorful and full of feathers, just like the legendary phoenix bird.

It's a pity that at this time, he was lying in the cage with a listless face, without the slightest attitude of a divine bird.

Even the golden-haired rat and the gray donkey, which came out of their hiding places, squeezed their heads to the front of the cage and stared wantonly.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan was very curious, the senior brother took the initiative to introduce:
"This is a golden pheasant raised by my teacher. A few days ago, my junior sister was negligent and let it steal my teacher's five-bird cattail fan and ran out of the mountain gate."

Five birds cattail fan?Jiang Yuan looked at the girl.

Sensing Jiang Yuan's gaze, the girl waved her cattail fan with a smile, and suddenly a colorful light shone.

Ordinary cattail fans are made of palm leaves, but this five-bird cattail fan has five different colors of bird feathers on the surface, silk strips and slender rattan wrapping around the sides, and a transparent mottled bamboo handle on the fan handle.

The production process is very simple, even random, as if it is made by hand.

However, Jiang Yuan not only did not dare to underestimate him, but his eyes were dignified.

The person who made the cattail fan was at least an immortal, with profound Taoism and extraordinary supernatural powers!
"Where are the three immortal mountains?" Jiang Yuan asked tentatively.

"We are together."

The girl opened her mouth happily, but was grabbed by the young man in Tsing Yi, who shouted in a low voice, "Junior Sister!"

The senior brother took the opportunity to interject: "We are Qingxiu disciples in Dongxiangling."

"I don't know which immortal sage your teacher is?" Jiang Yuan continued to probe.

The brother laughed and said, "My master just likes to raise some birds, he doesn't have a holy name."

There is no beginning and no end, who knows where Dongxiangling is.

You are both cattail fans and golden pheasants. I don't even know that you are good at raising birds.

It seems that although the three people have little combat experience, they are not low in vigilance, and they are not the kind of hermit disciples like Xiaobai.

However, "there is no holy name"?
Jiang Yuan pondered over these four words, then looked at the faintly proud expression on that senior brother's face, and understood.

The so-called "no holy name" is not because of lack of strength and status, but because of disdain for titles.

But in this way, it is not easy to be too reckless when planning to enter their practice circle, and one needs to be cautious.

Therefore, Jiang Yuan no longer questioned the roots of the three people, nor mentioned his own achievements, but looked up at the setting sun and said:

"According to what the three said, this golden pheasant may have escaped for a long time. Now that it is captured, it is getting late. The three should take it home quickly, so as to avoid further troubles."

This is advancing by retreating.

Sure enough, the three senior brothers and sisters looked at each other, a little embarrassed, thinking that they were too stingy, they were kind enough to help each other, and they didn't ask for anything in return, but they were perfunctory on guard.

The girl pursed her lips, glared at the seniors with big eyes, and blamed silently, seeing the good deeds you have done, you must have angered them.

The senior brother wanted to scratch his head embarrassingly, but just as he raised his hand, he suddenly found that he was still holding a bamboo whip in his hand, he was even more embarrassed, turned around quickly, and inserted the bamboo whip into the cage.

There was a crisp clicking sound, and the tip of the bamboo whip fit into the gap in the cage, and immediately, the bamboo whip bent automatically.

It turned out that the bamboo whip and the cage were integrated, and it was the handle of the cage.

Looking at the golden pheasant in the cage, Jiang Yuan couldn't help thinking, this cage is probably just a chicken coop, and it's a chicken cage for the golden pheasant.

The senior brother turned around, his expression had recovered, he pondered for a while, pointed at the young man in Tsing Yi and the young girl, and introduced to Jiang Yuan:
"My name is He Maocai. These two are my younger brother and younger sister, Zhou Junzi, and Qiu Bao. I don't know how you call them?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "I'm going to Jiang Yuan."

He Maocai immediately cupped his hands and said sincerely:
"Jiang Daoyou made a righteous move. We are very grateful. It's just that the teacher's school is special. It's really hard to speak out. It's not intentionally perfunctory."

"There's no need for that!"

Jiang Yuan hastily stretched out his hand to support him, and when He Maocai straightened up, he sighed:

"Speaking of which, it's also playing Meng Lang."

"Actually, the three of you should have noticed that I am a casual cultivator, so I was a little anxious to see the authentic sect of Xianmen all of a sudden."

He Maocai waved his hand and said: "My teacher often says that 'the way of life changes, and everyone's life is upright'. Apart from the Dao of Heaven and Earth, there is no real fairy school."

After humiliating himself, the young man looked at Jiang Yuan with piercing eyes, and praised:
"Although fellow Taoists claim to be casual cultivators, they are pure and upright, and their cultivation is of the righteous way, and the battles are astonishing, far beyond the comparison of my brothers and sisters."

"It's also our honor to meet such people as Fellow Daoists when we go out for a trip."

After putting on the high hat, Jiang Yuan had no choice but to say modestly: "Fellow Daoist praised you."

After He Maocai looked at each other with Tsing Yi boy Zhou Junzi, he took out a palm-sized bamboo piece from his body and handed it to Jiang Yuan:

"However, as practitioners, we also know that cultivation is not easy. We would like to contribute to the cultivation of fellow Taoists. Please accept this bamboo order."

The bamboo piece looks ordinary, but if you look closely, you can find that there are many bird cloud patterns engraved on it, and there are golden hidden lines.

"This is?" Jiang Yuan asked curiously.

He Maocai said with a smile: "It's not a fetish, it's just a guide."

"My ten, uh, our younger generation organized a party, and there are no rules. Meeting each other, drinking alcohol, is just a short break after practicing."

"Fellow Taoist, on the sixth day of June next year, use this bamboo order to find a mirage in the East China Sea, and a guide will appear."

A gathering of young monks?
Jiang Yuan's interest increased greatly, but he did not directly accept the bamboo order, but said:
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for an outsider to attend your party?"

He Maocai shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a party, besides, there are other comrades and friends to attend every year, and then fellow Taoists and my brothers and sisters will be companions."

"Furthermore, Fellow Daoist has an elegant demeanor and extraordinary heroic demeanor. Many of my fellow disciples like this kind of heroes the most."

At this time, the girl named Qiu Bao couldn't help interjecting, and said happily:

"You can read poetry, so you must join our poetry meeting then."

"Cultivators also hold poetry clubs?" Jiang Yuan was greatly surprised.

But He Maocai shook his head lightly, and said casually: "Their little girl's game."

The girl immediately glared at He Maocai, gritted her teeth and threatened, "Okay senior brother, if you dare to say that, I will definitely tell Sister Qian when I go back."

"Junior Sister!" He Maocai jumped up and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Yuan looked at the angry girl, glanced at the flushed boy, and called him a good guy.

Everyone is a practitioner, and I am running around desperately, and you have parties and poetry gatherings, but you are even in love.

For a moment, Jiang Yuan's jealous eyes turned red.

"cough cough"

Zhou Junzi, a young man in Tsing Yi, interrupted several people with a dry cough, and said to He Maocai:
"Brother, it's getting late, we still have to go to the uncle to return the chariot."

(End of this chapter)