"Was that … Perfected Lord Qingyuan Daomiao?"
"That's right. It should be him. Otherwise, why would the Six Friends of the Plum Mountain appear to stop us?"
"Just protect this stone monkey in secret. There's no need to care about that. This Perfected Lord is not someone we can deal with."
"Don't talk about dealing with him. I don't even dare to criticize him."
The old monks glanced at each other and hid themselves even deeper.
Above the monkey, the Six Friends of the Plum Mountain openly revealed their true forms. They protected the monkey and walked southwest. Even if the monkey went wrong, they would not interfere.
There was always fate. The monkey and Yang Jian's first meeting had decided that the monkey would climb Fangcun Mountain.
The monkey had a simple heart. This journey was also the best opportunity for him to accept the "thoughts" of mortals.
With Yang Jian's guidance, the monkey was really enthusiastic for a few days. It ran wildly in the forest towards the southwest direction. However, it only lasted for three days before it lost its enthusiasm. The monkey went back to sightseeing, stopping from time to time.
He was also very playful.
Gradually, the monkey went from being teased by mortals to teasing mortals. Along the way, whenever it came across a city, it would cause a huge ruckus inside.
The monkey did not care about those bullies and hooligans. He was not a hero.
The monkey did not care about those officials and tyrants. He was not a citizen here.
He was like a player in the world. He ate, drank, and caused trouble. The Six Friends of the Plum Mountain laughed non-stop.
He walked and stopped. Finally, the monkey slowly walked tens of thousands of kilometers, but he was still more than half the way to Fangcun Mountain.
It could only be said that fortunately, this was the Primordial World that had been shattered by the Great Tribulation of the Dragon and Phoenix. Otherwise, if it was the boundless land of the Primordial World in ancient times, this monkey would be so unambitious. When the ghost messenger from the Netherworld came to take his soul, all his abilities would be locked by the world, and he could only obediently be tied up …
Yang Jian was not bored waiting.
There were more than ten children with good spirit roots in the Daoist temple. They were taught by Qing Shan and Huo Yun. Yang Jian did not show up usually.
He flipped through the sutras and looked at the scenery. When he was bored, he would shift his attention back to his main body and look at the situation of his cultivation. When he was bored again, he would shift his attention to another incarnation and stroll around the Black Spirit Kingdom and Xuandu City.
He was currently absorbing the Innate Gold Qi, and it would take him at least a hundred years to stop. He was not afraid that the monkey was walking slowly.
Sometimes, Yang Jian also thought that this kind of quiet and secluded life might be the so-called carefree life of cultivators.
Unfortunately, he could only use his incarnation to relax for a few days. With a great enemy in front of him, how could he have any holidays?
After waiting for a full ten years, Yang Jian finally heard the Six Friends of the Meishan Mountain report that the monkey was about to arrive on the mountain.
Actually, it just so happened that the boys and girls who entered the mountain at the beginning had already become teenagers. They could also ride on clouds and ride on magical artifacts to fly in the sky and enter the earth.
From time to time, the Crescent Three Stars Cave would send some pills refined by ordinary disciples to the mortals at the foot of the mountain. This also made the Daoist temple famous. More and more boys and girls were sent to the mountain to see if they could be chosen by the immortals in the mountain.
The monkey entered the 500-kilometer radius of Fangcun Mountain and asked around where there were immortals. Mortals could point out the location of Fangcun Mountain and he was immediately overjoyed.
He also heard that the immortals on the mountain were very powerful and could revive the dead. They could really jump over 100 feet high.
After traveling day and night, the monkey directly rushed to the foot of Fangcun Mountain. At a glance, he saw a few figures in the clouds landing deep into the mountain. He clapped his claws excitedly.
"I found it! I found it! I finally found it! "
The Six Friends of the Meishan Mountain on the cloud: If you hadn't been delayed along the way, you would have found it long ago!
Yao Gonglin said, "We're already at this point. Don't make any more mistakes. Why don't I give this monkey some pointers?"
The few brothers nodded in agreement. Yao Gonglin rode the clouds and landed on the mountain. He transformed into a woodcutter and walked slowly down the mountain.
In recent years, the cultivation of the Six Friends of the Meishan Sect had increased by quite a bit. All of them had entered the realm of Daira Jinxian. Although they couldn't help Yang Jian much when facing strong enemies, they could pass on messages and lead the troops.
Yao Gonglin, who had transformed into a woodcutter, saw the monkey who was looking around on the mountain steps. He couldn't help but sing,
"Watching the chess game, chopping wood, walking slowly at the entrance of the valley by the clouds. Selling firewood for wine, laughing maniacally to cultivate my love. Facing the moon, resting on the roots of a pine tree, sleeping until dawn … "
The monkey was attracted by the woodcutter's singing. He took the initiative to come forward and kowtowed.
"Greetings, immortal! Greetings, immortal! "
"You can't, you can't." Yao Gonglin was also shocked and hurriedly dodged.
This monkey was the disciple that Second Master wanted to take in. He was only Second Master's subordinate and Second Master didn't mind calling them brothers. How could he dare to accept this bow? “
The monkey hurriedly said, "You're not an immortal? How can you say that? Isn't this' Where we meet, it's either immortals or Daoists' referring to immortals?
"This … Ah, I'm chopping firewood in this mountain. I heard this song from the immortals on the mountain." Yao Gonglin was quick-witted and immediately said, "Little Brother, if you want to find immortals, go up the mountain directly."
Monkey ran over and tugged at the woodcutter's clothes. He smiled and leaned over. "Brother, take care. Brother, take care …"
The moment he opened his mouth, it was filled with the smell of the uncivilized pugilistic world.
"Brother, if you were chopping firewood in the mountains, how would you encounter immortals? Why don't you learn immortal techniques from immortals and live a carefree life? Why do you have to chop firewood for a living? Could it be that the immortals in this mountain are all bluffing? "
"I don't dare to spout nonsense, I don't dare to spout nonsense!" Yao Gonglin did not know whether to laugh or cry. This monkey had been in the South Continent for more than ten years and was becoming more and more cunning.
Yao Gonglin said seriously, "Little Brother, the immortals in the mountain cannot be neglected. Whenever the commoners at the foot of the mountain have any illnesses that are about to die, they will come to the mountain to ask for an immortal pill. They will recover with a single consumption. As for me, sigh, every year, countless children are sent to this mountain by their parents. They kowtow and seek death in front of the Daoist temple. As long as these children do not have immortal roots and immortal fate, the immortals will not accept them at all. My family only has the skills of chopping firewood and hunting. I really do not have immortal roots. "
Monkey nodded with his hands behind his back. "That's true. Brother, you don't look like you can cultivate. It's fine. Wait for me to go up and take a look. If I can cultivate immortal techniques, I'll find one or two simple ones to impart to you. Thank you for your guidance today. "
"Sure, sure."
After sending the monkey off, Yao Gonglin was speechless. He heaved a sigh of relief and suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten the important matter.
"Little Brother, take a good look at the Daoist temple. It's called Crescent Three Stars Cave! Don't touch the wrong door! "
Monkey waved his hand without turning back. Then, he muttered a few words, as though he was not confident.
As he walked up the mountain path, Monkey could also see that this place was extraordinary.
The mountain did not matter if it was tall or not.
Ever since the Crescent Three Stars Cave accepted disciples here, the immortal Qi here had become increasingly dense. The mortal Qi was blocked outside the mountain, and the scenery became increasingly beautiful.
There were spirit beasts and immortal birds in the mountain, and there were wild fruits by the side of the road.
When the monkey saw all sorts of immortal fruits, he rolled up his sleeves and ran into the forest. After playing for four hours, he held his round belly and continued up the mountain.
When Yang Jian, who was sitting in the Crescent Three Stars Cave, saw this scene, he rolled his eyes in annoyance. He wanted to temper this monkey's character first.
Actually, he had many surefire ways to make this monkey grow faster. However, Yang Jian did not want to rush things.
Just as the Buddhists said, this monkey had to first temper his Dao and Buddhist heart. Otherwise, no matter how high his cultivation level was, he would only become a calamity like the Kun Peng.
However, Yang Jian naturally knew what it meant to 'overdo it'.
He actually quite liked the monkey. Of course, it was only before the monkey wore the golden circlet. It was so courageous and fearless.
In Yang Jian's hometown, the most inspiring saying in ancient times was' Kings, marquises, and generals would rather have guts'. And the monkey was the perfect embodiment of this thought.
What Yang Jian wanted was to create a Great Sage, Heaven's Equal who had a perfect Dao heart but would not change his arrogance. Even in the face of countless powerful enemies, he would still be able to resolutely wield his staff.
Not the Victorious Fighting Buddha who gradually became no different from other immortals, who learned how to deal with, how to endure, and how to let go of his emotions …
Even Yang Jian himself was not used to the Buddhists. Now that he had such a fortuitous opportunity, how could he let the monkey make this trip?
Just as he was thinking about this, the monkey had already arrived in front of the mountain gate. Seeing more than ten mortals kneeling in front of the mountain gate with their children, it thought about it and obediently knelt at the side.
How could Qingshan and Huo Yun not see that this monkey was extraordinary? They hurriedly went to report to Yang Jian, but Yang Jian instructed them not to be anxious.
In front of the immortal gate, the mortals kept begging the immortals to accept their children as disciples. However, the mountain gate remained tightly shut.
Perhaps the monkey was a little annoyed listening at the side. After thinking for a while, he walked to the mountain gate with a cheeky smile and gently pushed it.
Naturally, the mountain gate did not budge.
"You monkey, why don't you know the rules!"
With a soft reprimand, a boy wearing a tall crown appeared at the mountain gate.
The monkey smiled apologetically. "Immortal, please pass the message that I'm also here to become an immortal's disciple."
"Senior Brother Qingshan said that the children here do not have spirit roots. Even if you teach them immortal techniques, they will not be able to cultivate anything! Go back! "
The moment he said this, the mortals who had waited bitterly for a few days could not bear it anymore. One of them took the lead and stood up. The others could only sigh and stand up.
Fortunately, no one dared to insult him. After all, this was the land of immortals.
The monkey frowned slightly. "Can it be seen directly whether one has an immortal root or not? Why not give them a chance to try? "
"Hmph, you should leave too! How can you understand immortal roots? "
Monkey cursed, "Kid, aren't you looking down on people a little too much!?"
Just as the boy was about to lose his temper, a figure appeared in front of him. It was Qing Shan, the fourth generation disciple of Chanism who had followed Yang Jian here.
"Don't talk too much. Go do your homework."
"Yes, senior brother."
Qing Shan stood at the top of the mountain and looked at the monkey. He sighed in his heart. He already knew that Uncle-Master Yang Jian's painstaking plan was to wait for this monkey to come. He felt a little bitter in his heart.
According to Yang Jian's words, Qing Shan imitated him and said,
"Everyone knows that one is extraordinary, but it is difficult to see one's own shortcomings in the eyes of others. Since you say you have an immortal fate, then give it a try. "
Monkey hurriedly said, "How? Do you want me to fight? "
"There's no need," Qing Shan said with a smile. "Cultivation is about spirituality, comprehension, as well as immortal fate and opportunities. However, what matters most is determination. If you can move my master here, he will naturally take you in."
Monkey thought for a moment and immediately understood something. He jumped in front of the mountain gate and knelt down.
"Immortal, please take me in as your disciple!"
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