The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Huaguoshan.

Among the blue waves of the sea, a solitary boat floated.

The monkey king bid farewell to his monkey grandson in the mountain and embarked on a journey to find the way.

On Danya, Wu Zhi looked far away at the sea. He saw the wind moving in the sky and the lonely boat floating in the south. He wanted to go to Buzhou in the south. He shook his head: "This can't be done. The Lord is still waiting for you in Dongzhou!"

Wu Zhiji used a magic trick to mobilize the sky wind, change the direction, and the lone boat headed straight for Dongzhou.

"Fellow Taoist, isn't this against the rules?"

The void rippled, and Dragon King Ao Guang came out. He looked at the raft drifting toward Dongzhou in the sea and shook his head slightly.

"Anyway, we have to enter the human world. Where can we enter this world?"

Wu Zhiji grinned and smiled: "Besides, I am only doing things according to the Lord's instructions. If the Western leader has informed the Dragon King and the Dragon King feels sorry, I can use this sentence to explain it!"

Ao Guang readily agreed: "That's the truth."

Then he changed the topic.

"But you still have to abide by the rules!" Ao Guang looked at Wu Zhiji with a smile on his face, "My Taoist friends know what to do when they do anything in the East China Sea."

"It's just one thing!"

Wu Zhiji shrugged, not surprised: "It's just a good time to stretch your muscles."

The war between the two worlds ended at the Five Hundred Dollar Society. There were no big battles and constant small battles. He, a great power in the world, had no chance of ending.

"Refreshing!" Ao Guang clapped his hands.

A young man appeared. His aura was sometimes like a mountain, sometimes elegant and lively. He held a jade fan and bowed his hands to Wu Zhiji in a humble and polite manner: "The jade dragon has seen fellow Taoist!"

Wu Zhiji raised his eyebrows: "Canglong Qisu, the Jiaomujiao clan?"

"good eyesight!"

Jade Dragon opened the folding fan and shook it gently, with a smile on his face: "Today happens to be the day when I return to the Dragon Clan War Department for my shift, so I will meet you Taoist friends!"

"it is good!"

Wu Zhiji didn't talk nonsense, his golden eyes opened wide, the light was like lightning, boundless clouds and water vapor gathered from the eight poles of the sky and the earth, and thunder roared continuously.

boom!
  An iron rod like a jade pillar reaching the sky was pulled out from the void, a bloody wind sprang up, and a terrifying and unprovoked evil aura spread.

The folding fan in the hand of the jade dragon gently waved, and three thousand streams of light emerged, converging into a galaxy, and suddenly flicked its tail like a blue dragon, scattering countless clouds.

"Go beyond the sky!"

He moves gracefully and reaches the sky with his steps.

The giant ape figure as huge as a mountain rushed after him.

"This boy Jade Dragon's days in heaven were not in vain!"

Ao Guang looked at the white jade dragon full of immortality above the sky, and he smiled happily.

Then he turned his attention to the raft in the sea.

"A worthy neighbor is traveling far away, how can I not give him a gift?"

Ao Guang waved his sleeves, the east wind suddenly rose, the ocean currents changed, and the Monkey King had a smooth journey and arrived at the boundary of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

He stripped off the unlucky man's clothes, put them on, swayed through the streets and markets, learned people's etiquette and language in the city, had meals and stayed overnight, and so on for eight or nine years, he unknowingly arrived in Mengcheng City of the Song Dynasty.

Boom~~
  Three thousand Confucian chariots came from the horizon, mighty and powerful!

The Lord of Mengcheng saw this and was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Our country, the Song Dynasty, has always been friendly to its neighboring countries. Which country's army is this? How did it come to Mengcheng?"

Mengcheng is not a border city of the Song Dynasty, but with such a large army suddenly appearing in front of them, it is strange that the Mengcheng defenders did not panic.

"Hurry up!"

"Open the city defense formation!"

The city lord was shocked and angry. While offering his seal, he asked his deputy to move reinforcements.

"Quickly go to the outskirts of Xicheng to invite Zhuangzi!"

"Here!"

The deputy general turned around and left.

"General! The enemy troops don't seem to be coming for us!"

"They're heading west!"

At this time, the defenders on the tower shouted.

"what?"

The Lord of Mengcheng looked around and saw that the huge chariot team turned a corner, bypassed the city, and headed straight to the west.

"What are they going for?"

The city lord's expression was a little dull.

"Perhaps you are looking for Zhuangzi?" the deputy general said hesitantly: "The last general seems to have seen a tall man standing on the chariot led by him."    "He looks a bit like Confucius, the strong man of Lu!"

"really?"

The city lord was stunned for a moment, and then he patted his head as if he remembered something: "Oh, the 'Controversy of the Scholars' is coming soon!"

"Confucius passed through Mengcheng to meet Zhuangzi!"

When the city lord thought of this, a feeling of joy surged into his heart unconsciously, and a fanatical expression appeared on his face: "I never thought that I would be able to encounter the battle of the princes in my lifetime. This is such a great opportunity!"

The city lord turned to look at the deputy general, slapped the big seal on his hand, and then solemnly said: "Guard the city!"

"I will come as soon as I go!"

After that, the city lord jumped down from the tower and chased westward.

Only the lieutenant was left messy in the wind.

"General, actually I also want to go..."

The deputy general held the big seal and looked at the running city lord with resentful eyes.

Under Meng City.

When Mingyu led three thousand disciples straight to Zhuangzi's residence, a thin figure in gray clothes and a bamboo hat suddenly straightened up.

His eyes were filled with golden light and he looked west.

In Wukong's eyes, the figures on the three thousand chariots all possess an extremely pure aura, which is abundant and majestic, filling the world.

"This is?"

Although he didn't recognize Haoran Qi, Wukong, who was born as a god, could tell at a glance that these people were extraordinary.

At least much better than myself.

Follow up and have a look!
  He made up his mind quickly.

bang~~
  The dust rises and the shadows are like thunder.

"Eh?"

The resentful lieutenant on the city tower suddenly noticed a figure appearing as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with his city lord and disappeared into the sky.

"There are still masters?"

The lieutenant general was shocked. He held the big seal in his hand and looked around hurriedly, vigilantly checking inside and outside the city for fear of someone launching a sneak attack.

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  "How about the Son's Sword?"

"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand lands!"

The Lord of Mengcheng heard this conversation. He looked at Zhuangzi in the distance, clapped his hands and exclaimed: "He is invincible in the world!"

He is worthy of being the great master of our Song Dynasty, and he speaks with pride!

"Is this now invincible?"

A figure in gray clothes suddenly appeared next to the city lord. The figure was thin and had his bamboo hat lowered, so his face could not be seen clearly.

"Of course!"

The city lord noticed that the other party had a light and spiritual aura. At first glance, he thought he was an expert who was in harmony with the Tao. But after carefully sensing it, the city lord discovered the clue: "It turns out that it is a spirit incarnation, and the aura is not strong. !”

He saw Wukong's restless tail under his gray clothes, and was secretly amused. He felt that the other party didn't even have the ability to transform, yet he was just out to travel like this.

I really don’t know what the other elder is thinking.

Isn’t this misleading?
  "Which Taoist family do you come from?"

The Lord of Mengcheng looked at Wukong with a kind face, but he did not have any other emotions because he was not a human being.

There are thousands of divine kingdoms in the sky, and their territory is vast, and the human race is not the only one under the rule of each country.

Although Mengcheng is a small place with few ghosts and monsters, as the place where Zhuangzi was born, it is normal for foreign creatures to come here.

"Flower and Fruit Mountain."

Wukong spoke concisely and concisely. He stared at the two figures in the void without blinking, and then asked in a low voice: "Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand realms! Can such swordsmanship make him invincible in the world?"

The city lord thought about it and couldn't remember where Huaguo Mountain was. He just thought it was an unknown hilltop.

Hearing Wukong's question, he nodded: "Can I still lie to you? Since you have come to Mengcheng, you should know Zhuangzi's reputation!"

"This is the great Taoist master of Xiaoyao World. How many sages at the level of various disciples can there be in this world?"

"If he is not invincible, who is?"

The city lord put his hands on his hips and raised his chin slightly, feeling very proud.

[Philosophers, sages, great masters...]

Wukong listened silently, feeling happy in his heart.

He had been traveling around the world for several years, and this was the first time he heard a monk give such a high evaluation to a person. (End of chapter)