Journey to the West: Nine-tailed demon emperor

Chapter 227
"Ke Lan watching chess, chopping wood, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley, selling wages and selling wine, laughing wildly at oneself."

"The green path is high in autumn, and the pine roots are pillowed on the moon, and the sky is bright."

"Recognize the old forest, step off the cliff and cross the ridge, and break the old vine with an axe."

"Collect it into a load. In the Xingge market, Yimi will cost three liters."

"There is no competition, and the current price is flat."

"No scheming, no honor or disgrace, calm and prolong life."

"Where we meet, there is either immortality or Taoism, sit quietly and talk about "Huang Ting"."

Just when Monkey King and the two were about to walk on the path and cross the hills, there was a burst of singing from afar, which seemed far away and seemed near, extremely ethereal.

Hearing the song, Sun Wukong's heart moved, and he said to himself that the second brother really didn't lie to me, all this is true.

At the side, Ling Tianfeng's eyes lit up when he heard the song, this song is not easy to hear, there must be a real god here.

The two looked at each other, both of them ran up the mountain excitedly, coincidentally.

While running, Sun Wukong felt the singing sound getting closer, and his heart was agitated.

It can't be done without agitation, because of the promise with Tu Shanhao, Monkey King was imprisoned in Huaguo Mountain for more than [-] years, which was extremely boring.

After hundreds of years of waiting, today she can finally rise officially and overwhelm the Three Realms.

Think about the events recorded in Tu Shanhao's transmission memory, the Seven Saints became sworn brothers, gathered in Huaguo Mountain, and made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, which one did not make the demon boil.

What's more, some time ago, Tu Shanhao also explained that the Three Realms changed to survive, and the other six sages suddenly established themselves as demon emperors, rebelled against the Tiangong, and strived for the rise of the demon clan.

Once he breaks through his cultivation, he can appear in the three worlds, stir up troubles with Tu Shanhao, and fight against his own banner of Monkey King.

As expected, after the two had run for a short time, they saw a middle-aged woodcutter suddenly appearing in front of him, singing leisurely while waving his hatchet with ease.

The moment he saw the woodcutter, Sun Wukong blinked his eyes. Although he didn't use his golden eyes, he could faintly feel the extraordinaryness of the woodcutter.

Such a high mountain, wild beasts everywhere, and thorny thorns, how can you, an ordinary mortal woodcutter, be so leisurely?

And regardless of other things, this high mountain is very difficult to climb.

What's more, there are many pines and bamboos at the foot of the mountain, and there are many dead trees. Even a long-headed person can't climb mountains to cut firewood, right?
However, after performing a full set of plays, Monkey King came to the woodcutter with reverence on his face and said:
"My old god, my old grandson is very polite."

Ling Tianfeng on the side also saluted respectfully, imitating Sun Wukong and eagerly said:

"The old god is above, and Ling Tianfeng is being polite to me."

Seeing the sudden appearance of the two, the woodcutter seemed taken aback, gripped the hatchet tightly in a panic, and said nervously:

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, I am a rough man in sackcloth, I can't read big characters, how dare I be a god."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and asked:

"If you're not a god, then how do you know the language of Fang Wai in the ballad?"

The woodcutter was puzzled and said: "Fang Wai's language, what Fang Wai's language did I say?"

Sun Wukong's expression remained unchanged, and he said:
"I just happened to go to the mountain stream, and I heard you singing that "the place where we meet, there is either immortality or Taoism, sit quietly and talk about Huangting."

"This Huang Ting is the supreme moral mantra. If it is not a god, how can it be known by ordinary people?"

Hearing this, the woodcutter smiled and said:

"To tell you the truth, this ballad is called "Man Ting Fang", and it was taught to me by the gods in this mountain."

"The god was merciful in his heart. Seeing that I was worrying about family affairs, he accidentally taught me this song."

"It's miraculous to say that whenever I feel bored, singing this ballad can relieve my doubts. In this way, I always think about it, but you listen to it when I don't want to."

So, Monkey King is asking:
"Since you are neighbors with the gods, why don't you practice with him and learn to live forever, wouldn't you be happy?"

The woodcutter sighed softly and said:
"My life has been miserable. My family was poor and my father was lost since I was a child. My mother is a widow. I have no brothers or sisters. I have only my own son. I have no choice but to serve my mother sooner or later."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong didn't think too much, and said admiringly:
"Hearing your words, he is still a rare filial son. I think he will have a source of blessing in the future."

Said, Sun Wukong rubbed his hands and smiled, said:
"But I don't know if you can guide the two of us to the fairy's residence, so that we can visit once or twice."

Hearing this, the woodcutter said generously:

"Of course, the name of this mountain is Lingtai Fangcun. There is an oblique moon and three stars cave in the mountain. There is an old fairy in that cave, and he is called Patriarch Bodhi."

As he spoke, the woodcutter said:
"The patriarch has taken countless disciples, and there are still dozens of them. You can go up the path and walk for half a day to arrive."

Hearing that the woodcutter made it clear, Sun Wukong was not bothering him anymore, saying:
"Thank you brother for your guidance, so the two of us will not disturb the brother chopping firewood, so leave it alone!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of the woodcutter's reaction, Sun Wukong pulled Ling Tianfeng at the side and went straight up the path, disappearing in place.

Watching the two leave, the woodcutter slowly put down the hatchet, shook his head and said with a smile:

"If you are so frizzy, you will be a hozen after all."

As he said that, the woodcutter was puzzled again:

"However, the patriarch once said that there is only one hozen apprentice, how could there be one more person suddenly, it's weird, weird..."

The sound gradually disappeared. From this point of view, there is no woodcutter in place, and there is nothing left.

…………

On the other side, Sun Wukong dragged Ling Tianfeng along for half a day, and he saw a mountain gate at the end of the path.

Looking up, I saw a stone tablet standing next to the mountain gate, on which was engraved "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Slanting Moon and Three Star Cave."

Seeing the stele, Sun Wukong and the two were immediately excited, and at dusk they saw a Taoist boy in white robes walking out of the mountain gate.

Dao Tong was only seven or eight years old, like a child, he looked around as soon as he came out of the mountain gate, and when he saw Monkey King, his eyes lit up immediately.

Xiaobu walked up to the two of them, and said in a childish voice:

"Master was just preaching, and suddenly sent me to the mountain gate to welcome guests. I think it was you two, come in with me, if I delay my listening, I will not spare you."

After finishing speaking, Daotong waved his small fist lively, and bounced back to the mountain gate.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong and Ling Tianfeng looked at each other and smiled, and quickly followed Daotong into the mountain gate, never thought it would be so easy.

Entering the mountain gate, you can only see clouds and mist around you, green pines covering the sun, Yaohuaqi grass on the roadside, it is really a fairyland on earth.

Not long after, Sun Wukong and Ling Tianfeng came to a hall led by Daotong.

Looking around, I saw more than [-] gray-robed Taoist priests of different ages sitting cross-legged in the main hall, listening quietly.

In one view, there is only an old Taoist with white beard and white hair above the main hall, sitting cross-legged on the futon with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, reciting Huang Ting in his mouth, and listening to the disciples below.

Dao Tong made a silence gesture to the Monkey King and the two, and walked slowly to the side of the old Taoist to serve him, quite well-behaved and sensible.

Seeing this, Monkey King knew without thinking that this white-haired old Taoist in a monk's robe, Taoist crown and straw sandals was the Bodhi Patriarch.

Rumor has it that Patriarch Bodhi practiced both Buddhism and Taoism, and was proficient in the scriptures of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary.

Pulling Ling Tianfeng beside him, Sun Wukong blinked lightly, motioning for the two to find a place to squat for a while.

After more than ten years of getting along, Ling Tianfeng and Sun Wukong had a very good understanding. The two walked to the door of the main hall softly, sat on the spot, and pretended to listen to the sermon.

After a while, Patriarch Bodhi finished his sermon, and all the disciples also closed their eyes and adjusted their breath, comprehending all kinds of wonders in the scriptures.

Seeing that Patriarch Bodhi had finished speaking, Sun Wukong and Ling Tianfeng looked at each other, walked quickly to a group of disciples, and knelt down on the ground.

poof...

After two muffled sounds, Sun Wukong and Ling Tianfeng said in unison:
"Master, my disciple Sun Wukong has kowtowed to you."

"Master, disciple Ling Tianfeng pays respects."

After the two finished speaking in unison, Patriarch Bodhi seemed to have just discovered the two of them.

Patriarch Bodhi raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the two of them calmly.

He glanced at Monkey King, his expression unchanged, but when his eyes fell on Ling Tianfeng, his brows twitched, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Patriarch Bodhi's expression, Xiao Daotong who was serving at the side was shocked, but was shocked by the change in Patriarch Bodhi's expression.

I don't know why the patriarch, who was elegant and indifferent in the past, suddenly changed his face today.

Swept by Patriarch Bodhi's eyes, Sun Wukong and Ling Tianfeng both had a feeling of being seen through.

Especially Ling Tianfeng, under the gaze of Patriarch Bodhi, was even more awkward, and he was short of saying "What are you looking at?"

In fact, it is no wonder that Patriarch Bodhi was surprised. Originally, Patriarch Bodhi only counted Sun Wukong as his mentor and apprentice, so he was indifferent, but now there is an extra Ling Tianfeng.

Moreover, under the insightful eyes of Patriarch Bodhi, he saw that Ling Tianfeng was not an extraordinary body, but an innate god in the form of thunder, one of the most innate gods, and his aptitude was not inferior to Sun Wukong in the slightest.

Putting aside the saying that there is no innateness after conferring the gods, let's just say that Ling Tianfeng is the innate god of thunder.

Now in the era of Journey to the West, when the aura is declining, it is not easy to give birth to an innate god like Sun Wukong as the son of luck, so how could Ling Tianfeng, the innate god of thunder, be born without warning?
"Well, the innate god thunder, could it be that thunder calamity a hundred years ago?"

Thinking of the innate god thunder, Patriarch Bodhi's heart moved, and suddenly recalled the strange thunder calamity that killed life in Nanzhan Buzhou a hundred years ago.

Staring at Ling Tianfeng, Patriarch Bodhi became more and more skeptical as he looked at Ling Tianfeng.

　What are you looking at?

　　How are you doing?

　　Are you looking at one?
　　Just try it!
　　Okay, I really dare to look at the demo, and to tell you the truth, I am the one who counts the words, and I will be beaten if I refuse to accept it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)