One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 739: There is no need to search for the spiritual platform, we will meet when we are destined to.

He couldn't stand what the golden-winged Roc did and didn't care about the punishment afterwards, so of course he had to kill it.

The Zhenwu Patriarch shook his head repeatedly, obviously disagreeing with Hu Xiuwu's approach: "You should take care of yourself."

Thunder exploded and the master left.

'I knew it. '

No matter what the Zhenwu Patriarch said, he did not punish Hu Xiuwu in the end, and he did not even ask Hu Xiuwu for the corpse and soul of the golden-winged Roc.

Obviously, he doesn't want to be involved in this dirty water at all.

Hu Xiuwu didn't care. He rode his cloud slowly back to the Sanhe base with the wind and continued to protect the Beiju barbarians and eliminate the man-eating monsters.

Seven days of leisure and plenty passed.

There was no reaction from Lingshan for the time being. Perhaps Hu Xiuwu caught Lingshan off guard, or perhaps Tathagata decided to deal with his family first, and colluded with the golden-winged Peng Bird to intercept the thief who hijacked Lingyun right under his nose.

How dare someone steal my money!

There was no statement from the Heavenly Court, no commendation, and no accountability. Even the matter of Hu Xiuwu helping Sun Wukong and the Star Gods to subdue the Yellow-browed Monster was handled coldly without any conclusion.

The Zhenwu Patriarch never assigned any tasks to Hu Xiuwu again, and he never even came to the place where the three rivers converged again. He only relied on the two generals, the turtle and the snake, to pass on orders.

Hu Xiuwu also saw through the true face of Zhenwu Emperor. This is also one of the reasons why Hu Xiuwu insisted on dragging the Golden Winged Peng Bird to Beijuluzhou to kill him again. He wanted to use this incident to judge Zhenwu's position.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu may be a celestial official with bottom lines and morals, but deep down he is still on the side of the celestial class and follows the rules of heaven.

He will sympathize with mortals, be considerate of mortals, and take care of mortals, but that is when it does not affect the interests of the gods.

Look, when there is a possibility of losing his own interests, he will already hide far away.

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can reveal a lot. Zhenwu has already backed off from this matter, so it is impossible to win him over to do the big thing of reforming the old and establishing the new and rebelling against the heaven.

Hu Xiuwu was put on ice by Zhenwu and even the Heavenly Court, but that was all.

It is impossible for the Heavenly Court to punish him again. It is even possible that after the situation cools down, they will find someone to appease Hu Xiuwu.

In the eyes of the Jade Emperor, Hu Xiuwu is probably a rare and useful minister.

The Heaven Palace and Lingshan Mountain have been established for thousands of years, and they have long been intertwined. Many gods in the Heaven Palace also hold the title of Bodhisattva in Lingshan Mountain, and many Buddhas in Lingshan Mountain have also found a job in the Heaven Palace.

For example, Guanyin Bodhisattva is also Cihang Pudu Tianzun; Huaguang Emperor is also Huaguang Tianwang Buddha; the Four Heavenly Kings guarding the South Gate of Heaven all have an inseparable relationship with Lingshan, Taishang Laojun once transformed into a Hu and came out of seclusion, and Nezha also recognized the Buddha on the Linglong Pagoda as his father.

It has absolutely nothing to do with Lingshan. In heaven, there are only Wang Lingguan and Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

In Journey to the West, Yang Jian's mother, the Jade Emperor's sister, violated the heavenly rules and gave birth to Yang Jian with a mortal. After that, she was pressed into Taoshan to reflect on her sins. This can really be considered as forgiveness.

Don't you see how the Jade Emperor punished others? Wang Lingguan was beheaded, Sun Wukong was wanted, and was besieged by the gods and killed. His body was also dismembered after his death to prevent someone from resurrecting him.

The Jade Emperor's sister was merely imprisoned under the Peach Mountain. When Yang Jian grew up and learned a lot of skills, he was able to release her. She was imprisoned for less than a hundred years.

The time for a nap in heaven was over. Yang Jian might have hated his uncle when he was a child, but after growing up, he probably felt a little grateful.

This is probably one of the reasons why Yang Jian was so conflicted in Black Myth. He really couldn't stand some of the practices of the Heavenly Court, but his uncle did nothing wrong to him.

Yang Jian is an extraordinary fighter. He hides in Guanjiangkou and obeys orders but not announcements. People like Wang Lingguan are not worthy of being used. Hu Xiuwu now has a grudge against Lingshan and has indeed demonstrated his extraordinary martial arts.

The Jade Emperor would certainly be willing to win him over. When the day comes when Lingshan and Heaven fall out, the character created by Hu Xiuwu will inevitably become a sharp blade in the hands of the Jade Emperor.

Now Hu Xiu and his companions are kept in cold storage in Uttarakuru, just like the sharp sword hidden in the sheath. If it is used one day, it will surely be a day of bloodshed.

Hu Xiuwu knew too well what the people in Heaven were thinking.

The gods and Buddhas in the black myth should not be viewed as gods, but as politicians blinded by interests, or special emperors and princes.

In this way, you can truly understand many of the operations of Heaven and Lingshan.

"The Jade Emperor, Buddha, and even Zhu Bajie in Black Mythology are far superior to Zhang Zhiwei in terms of cultivation. However, if we compare the cultivation of the mind, most of these gods are not as good as Zhang Chulan. They cannot learn Zhang Chulan's 'restraint', so how can they compare with Zhang Zhiwei's 'purity'."

Clarified the recent situation and the possible responses of all parties.

Hu Xiuwu was shocked to find that he actually had several years of peace and quiet.

After dealing with the Lion Camel Mountain, there was no demon king in the entire four continents more evil than the Golden-Winged Roc.

The key project of Lingshan in recent years is to promote Buddhism through seeking scriptures, increase the number of believers, let mortals pray to God instead of themselves, and increase the output of spiritual essence.

The rest of the evil deeds were temporarily suppressed. Lingji Bodhisattva and the Yellow-browed Monster only started to do evil five hundred years after the journey to the West, when Sun Wukong died and Lingshan lifted its restrictions.

In the next few years, just practice quietly in Uttarakuru.

Hu Xiuwu planned to uphold the doctrine of the mean and practice peacefully and normally in Uttarakuru, pretending to be an upright and humble person like Wang Mang.

Playing chess can be fast or slow. You don't have to keep hidden moves or clever moves. Sometimes it's better to be quiet than to move too much. If you think quietly, you can also outlast your opponent.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Hu Xiuwu planned to meditate in Northern Juluzhou.

But some things just bump into him.

Another seven days.

Hu Xiuwu was thinking about how to integrate the Yin and Yang Qi into the Demon Refining Tower.

To the north of where the three rivers converge, auspicious clouds pile up in a ring shape, and outside the clouds there is a shimmering rainbow light, like a ring of Saturn.

This strange sight caused the barbarians to shout and worship continuously, and naturally attracted Hu Xiuwu's attention.

The strange phenomena in the sky do not come from the sky, but are chain reactions caused by abnormal flow of earth veins.

Hu Xiuwu looked closely and found that the Kunyuan Dragon Qi, which was originally surging in the earth veins like the mighty Yangtze River, actually had irregular disturbances, stirring up one whirlpool after another.

It is like a huge, hard reef has appeared in the originally flat river channel, affecting the flow of the dragon vein and earth evil, which has caused the earth's qi to become disordered, the feng shui to become unstable, and strange phenomena to appear.

Ripples appeared in the air, and the hilt of Chunzi's sword slowly extended out.

He rushed out with the magic sword, holding Chunzi tightly, Hu Xiuwu wielded the sword and escaped, turning into lightning, rumbling like a thunder chariot.

There must be a reason why there are waves without wind and birds flying in fright. This is the location of the holy city of Northern Juluzhou that the Great Emperor Zhenwu had chosen long ago. There is no way there is a blessed land, cave, or rare treasure that he has not discovered.

"Who is it? Is it coming for me or for the Great Emperor Zhenwu?"

Hu Xiuwu couldn't figure out who was causing trouble in Northern Juluzhou near him. He was now a disgusting and dirty thing, a tasteless chicken rib.

Immortals with low political EQ did not dare to approach him because he killed Buddha's uncle; immortals with high political EQ did not dare to approach him because they saw that he would become a lone minister.

The reckless Sun Wukong is still heading towards the West. Who dares to approach him now?

Hu Xiuwu was really curious, so he followed the earth's qi to find the source.

Looking at a beautiful fairy mountain that was not on the map and suddenly rose up, Hu Xiuwu was stunned and muttered to himself:

"Thousands of peaks stand in a line, and thousands of feet spread out. The sun reflects the mist lightly, locking the green, and the rain stops, the dark blue is cold and green. Withered vines entangle old trees, and the ancient crossing is secluded. Exotic flowers and rare grasses, tall bamboos and tall pines. The tall bamboos and tall pines are evergreen for thousands of years, deceiving the blessed land; the exotic flowers and rare grasses, never withering in all seasons, are like Pengying. The sound of birds singing is nearby, and the source is clear and flowing. The valleys are full of orchids, and mosses grow on the cliffs everywhere. The undulating mountains have good dragon veins, and there must be a master who hides his name."

This is!

here it is!!

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain!!!

Hu Xiuwu was surprised: "Why is it here? Shouldn't it be in Xiniu Hezhou?"

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is here, so is the master of the temple, Master Subhuti, here? What is he doing here? What is Master Subhuti's personality in Black Myth?

After hesitating for a while on the cloud, Hu Xiuwu finally fell down.

To show respect, Hu Xiuwu did not climb directly to the entrance of the Xieyue Sanxing Cave, but landed at the foot of the mountain. Chunzi sheathed his sword, turned it into a walking stick, and climbed up step by step.

When he reached the pine forest on the mountainside, Hu Xiuwu took a detour on purpose, but he only saw thousands of pine trees that never wither all year round, smelled the refreshing pine scent, and picked up a handful of pine nuts that were as big as melon seeds and full of spiritual energy.

But I didn’t see anyone, not even the hermit woodcutter who once chopped wood while singing the Huangting Sutra and showed the way to Sun Wukong.

"What a pity. I don't know whether the firewood farmer died of old age or whether it is really as some speculated, that he is actually the incarnation of Master Subhuti, guiding Sun Wukong."

Hu Xiuwu, leaning on the walking stick transformed from spring seeds, stopped for a while, sat on a pine tree stump to rest his feet, admired the scenery, put aside his thoughts and fatigue, and continued on his journey.

Climb to the top of the mountain, walk through the path covered with exotic flowers, step onto the stone bridge covered with fragrant grass, cross the cold pond shrouded in white mist, and you will see the steep stone cliffs covered with moist moss, and a round moon stone gate inlaid on the cliff.

Strangely, the stone door was not closed, but wide open, as if waiting for someone.

Next to the stone gate stands a stone tablet with ten large characters on it:

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and the Three Stars Cave with the slanting moon.

"It is indeed here."

Hu Xiuwu was a little excited. He inserted the Chunzi sword into the soil, straightened his clothes, tidied his attire, composed his expression, picked up the Chunzi sword and staff, and entered the Sanxing Cave.

Inside the cave, there are countless secluded residences decorated with pearls and purple shells.

But Hu Xiuwu's mind was not on these external things at all, he was only focused on going to the crowded lecture platform.

The disciples formed a semicircle. An old Taoist priest with a solemn appearance, neither dirty nor clean, holding a ruler and slowly shaking his whisk, sat on a lotus platform and explained Huangting to the disciples.

Seeing Hu Xiuwu standing outside the lecture platform, the old Taoist priest stopped preaching, smiled and waved:

"My disciple, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you speak?"