Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 282 Making Friends with the Strong

Zhao Yifu began to worry. According to his master, the outbreak of this ancient grudge was unavoidable.
He felt incredibly unlucky to be living in such a terrible era.

Now he no longer wants to be so leisurely, but is eagerly hoping that Boss Youquan can quickly assign more tasks... Boss Youquan, please don't back down!

Unfortunately, there are no new quests in Youquan, but the monkeys are annoying.

This monkey was originally a Golden Immortal, but after experiencing the Journey to the West, he received the blessing of Buddhist merit and finally became a Buddha... that is, he entered the threshold of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

To be honest, this Great Luo Golden Immortal seems to have been artificially created, and there should still be a huge gap between him and a great master like Xuandu.

But this monkey is a formidable fighter, so no one can underestimate it.

Zhao Yifu didn't dare to be negligent at all. He took the monkey along whenever it wanted to play in the dream world. After doing this many times, he even naturally created a wisp of his spirit specifically as a dream avatar to accompany the monkey in its antics.

The monkey was overjoyed, feeling that it had found the best playmate, and played freely in the dream world as its playground.

But on this very day, He stumbled into a dream, and suddenly hesitated.

Zhao Yifu's dream avatar followed, but was suddenly stopped by the monkey, who said, "Shh, let's watch from a distance... This looks like someone we know?"

They concealed their presence, secretly observing the scenes within the dream without affecting it.

The master of the dream... well, he has three eyes.

The third eye is a vertical eye, and the man is quite handsome and dashing.

In the dream, there was also a beautiful woman and a child. The woman was gentle and intelligent, while the child was extremely naughty and kept climbing onto the three-eyed man's shoulders.

The monkey stared in disbelief, finally muttering, "What a guy surnamed Yang, he's actually married in secret?"

Looking at this happy 'family of three', Zhao Yifu felt something was off.

He said, "Brother Monkey, look at that woman. Doesn't she look quite similar to that man?"

The monkey glanced at her and said, "That's really how it is... Oh, right, this is the third sister of the Yang family, but this child..."

"Uncle, uncle..."

The child suddenly called out in a simple, honest voice, which elicited a gentle smile from the three-eyed man.

Good guy...

Zhao Yifu had already guessed what was going on.

Tsk tsk, he began to think that this dream world was indeed an extraordinary place.

Seeing the monkey scratching its ears and cheeks with delight, as if it were about to jump out and laugh at the three-eyed man, Zhao Yifu quickly grabbed its hand and said, "Brother Monkey, wait a moment, don't be impulsive."

The monkey asked in confusion, "Why? I have an old acquaintance with Erlang Shen and some grudges between us. Now that I've stumbled upon his weakness, I'm going to make a good laugh at him."

Zhao Yifu said, "Brother Monkey, if you reveal your ability to freely enter other people's dreams, won't you miss out on even more interesting things in the future?"

The monkey thought this made sense, and it scratched its head in great discomfort.

“Brother is right, but if we can’t properly mock that three-eyed man, I’ll really feel bad.”

Zhao Yifu felt that Monkey King had a problem with his mentality, but it's better to guide than to suppress.

He said, "Brother Monkey, I think it's better to catch Erlang Shen in the act in reality than to suffer the pain of searching for him in the dream world."

The monkey thought it made perfect sense and said, "Absolutely, absolutely. Let's go outside and discuss this further."

Zhao Yifu smiled, then led the monkey away from the dream world and returned to Baiyun Mountain.

The moment the monkey appeared, the patriarch who was preaching disappeared.

The monkey, completely unaware of the powerful figure present, eagerly asked, "Brother, tell me quickly, how do we find the three-eyed nephew?"

Zhao Yifu also felt troubled, since Erlang Shen would definitely have to carefully hide Chenxiang's location.

But just as he hesitated, he suddenly raised an eyebrow and looked at the place where Master Xuandu had sat.

There seems to be something left there?
So he left his avatar to chat with the Monkey King, while his true form went over to take a look...

Good heavens, what's with this yin-yang symbol that's constantly spinning, one black and one white?

Zhao Yifu felt dizzy as he stared, feeling all sorts of profound ideas flooding his mind, as if they were about to rip the top of his head off...

"touch~"

He felt as if his skull had really been ripped open.

The message from heaven and earth poured in, then flowed into the yin-yang symbol before him, becoming a vast amount of information fragments that he could comprehend...

This is... the Tai Chi symbol?!
Zhao Yifu thought to himself, "Wow!"

Then he plopped down on it and started calculating with his fingers.

The monkey beside them sensed something, looked over in surprise, pondered for a moment, and then exclaimed in realization, "Laozi's Taiji diagram is with you? It seems this old man really likes you, his grand-disciple."

He wisely refrained from making any improper handling of the Tai Chi diagram. In the past, he might have been thinking about how to mess with it.

Zhao Yifu quickly stopped his deduction and said, "That little boy is named Chenxiang, the son of the goddess of Mount Hua and the mortal Liu Yanchang."

The monkey asked curiously, "Not even a celestial being?"

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "He's just a mortal from the lower realm."

"However, the Goddess of Mount Hua had an affair with a mortal and had children, which undoubtedly violated the heavenly rules. Therefore, Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation, took the initiative to imprison the Goddess of Mount Hua under Mount Hua as punishment."

The monkey blinked, then chuckled and said, "That three-eyed guy is really good at scheming, pretending no one can see through him?"

"You're punishing yourself first to shut up the Heavenly Emperor and others, right? Isn't Mount Hua the Third Sister's sacred ground? Locking her up in your own home is also a form of punishment?"

The monkey scratched his ears and cheeks again, and said, "What about that little Chenxiang? Is he doing well?"

Zhao Yifu did some more calculations, then said, "Hmm, his father Liu Yanchang just told him about his background, and he's determined to cultivate diligently to kill his uncle and take revenge."

The monkey's eyes lit up, and it scratched its ears and cheeks, saying, "Fun! This is fun! This is so much fun!"

"No, I have to go to the mortal realm to take a look."

“This good nephew wants to seek revenge on his uncle, and I, Old Sun, can’t just stand by and watch.”

Fearing that He might cause trouble, Zhao Yifu stopped Him and said, "Brother Monkey, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."

The monkey stopped and asked, "What's wrong? Brother, do you have another good idea?"

He had already decided that Zhao Yifu was definitely the kind of person who was always coming up with crooked ideas, and He liked him very much.

Faced with the monkey's expectant gaze, how could Zhao Yifu bear to disappoint it?
He asked, "Brother Monkey, what are you going to do now that you've found the agarwood?"

The monkey paused for a moment, then said, "Of course, I'll teach him the Great Celestial Immortal Technique, the Seventy-Two Transformations, and a wealth of combat experience..."

Zhao Yifu asked, "So, Chenxiang can defeat Erlang Shenzhenjun?"

The monkey shook his head: "How could that be! Even I, Old Sun, am not confident, let alone that brat?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Brother Monkey, you have already become a Buddha. How can you still fight and kill? Why teach children so many dangerous fighting techniques? You should teach them the principles of being a good person first."

The monkey blinked, looking bewildered, and asked, "Teach him the principles of being a human? Can he use those principles to cut off three eyes and save his mother?"

Zhao Yifu said, "But Monkey King, since he can't beat Erlang Shen no matter what you teach him, why don't you look at how Erlang Shen tried every means to get Chenxiang to rescue his mother?"

The monkey slapped its forehead and said, "Absolutely! Absolutely! This is interesting... Hahahaha!"

The monkey went off triumphantly to become a 'life mentor' for a little kid.

As for how to get to the mortal realm?
Having learned Zhao Yifu's "Dreamlike Immortal Journey," one can naturally transform into a dream and travel to the mortal realm.

The moment the monkey disappeared, Master Xuandu appeared in a flash.

He asked curiously, "Who did you send that monkey to torment this time?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Grandmaster, we encountered Erlang Shen in a dream while playing in the dream world, and we found out that he had a nephew named Chenxiang. Brother Monkey couldn't resist going to play with that kid."

Xuan Du raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, then pulled the Tai Chi diagram from under Zhao Yifu's buttocks and held it above his head, saying, "This is how you use the Tai Chi diagram!"

Zhao Yifu: ...

He said with embarrassment, "It is because I am ignorant."

Xuan gave him an annoyed look before enthusiastically unfolding the Tai Chi diagram and then lowering the projected image with a series of operations.

That was a beautifully carved child, none other than Chenxiang!
The child is crying loudly in a big mountain, and looks extremely sad.

What is going on here?
It turned out that the child had learned about his origins and had traveled a long way to the foot of Mount Hua in search of his mother.

But the Goddess of Mount Hua was suppressed at the bottom of Mount Hua, so how could he see his mother?

And so I started crying here.

Zhao Yifu felt a pang of pity upon seeing this and asked, "Where is Brother Monkey?"

Xuan Du said, "The monkey hasn't arrived yet. That lazybones changed course halfway and went off to play somewhere."

Zhao Yifu: ...

That sounds like his Monkey King style.

Xuan Du simply let out a soft "Eh" and then switched the scene.

Above the little child's head, on a cloud, a person looked down with a somber expression, appearing quite reluctant to leave.

Xuandu exclaimed in surprise, "Erlang Shen? It seems he really cares about this mischievous child."

He frowned and did some calculations, then said, "This is something we can work out." Zhao Yifu asked, "How so?"

Xuandu said, "You go and meet Erlang Shen on my behalf, and ask him if he needs any help."

Zhao Yifu asked in surprise, "Grandmaster, are you planning to accept this agarwood?"

Xuandu said, "It's not impossible... but you can discuss this with Yang Jian."

Zhao Yifu asked in surprise, "Discuss? How can we discuss this? I have no relation to Yang Jian..."

Xuandu chuckled and said, "How can you say we're not related? You're a fourth-generation disciple of the Human Sect, while Yang Jian is a third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect. In terms of seniority, you should call him 'Uncle-Master,' so you're practically family."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yifu suddenly realized that he now had a powerful background, and sometimes it was necessary to make use of the reputation of his sect.

He nodded and said, "I understand, then I will go."

As he spoke, he slapped his forehead, and a dream-like figure flew out.

He stayed on Baiyun Mountain, and even turned around and shouted outside, "Yiyi, get me some melon seeds."

He paused for a moment and then called out, "Ah Chou, go see if Hua Ruirui has any newly brewed wine, and bring her a jar."

A moment later, Yiyi came running over with a big bag of sunflower seeds in her mouth, and then Achou came over with a jar of fresh flowers and fine wine twirling around in her tail.

Yiyi opened the melon seeds and poured them into a plate, then she and Achou poured wine for the two of them.

After a while, Yiyi gently meowed from the side.

Zhao Yifu understood immediately and turned to Xuandu, asking, "Grandmaster, it looks like this spectacle will last a long time. Should we prepare some food?"

Xuan Du swallowed hard. He'd always been the one watching the excitement alone, but it was rare to see someone else doing it with him...

Zhao Yifu instantly understood: "A Chou, then please go to Liaocheng next door to buy some ingredients, and then prepare some side dishes with Yiyi."

Ah Chou immediately said he understood and ran out in a flash.

Yiyi also took her leave, walking gracefully outside to prepare to start a fire and cook.

Xuan Du smacked his lips and said, "Fu Yinzi, the cats you raise are really capable."

Zhao Yifu said shyly, "I don't have any hobbies, I just like small animals."

As he spoke, he presented the plate and said, "Please enjoy, Master."

Xuan Du felt it was truly difficult to refuse such hospitality, so he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and, together with Zhao Yifu, began to watch the scene on the screen with great interest.

The picture freezes!

Zhao Yifu happily left another 'masterpiece' in his sleeve, and then diligently poured wine for his master to show his filial piety.

In the scene, Zhao Yifu's avatar has arrived beside Yang Jian's primordial spirit avatar in the clouds.

That's right, Yang Jian was also a primordial spirit incarnate that descended to the mortal realm.

After all, there is a gap between heaven and man, and it would be difficult for a fully-formed immortal or god to descend to the mortal realm, not to mention that it would violate the rules of heaven.

Zhao Yifu approached Yang Jian, bowed, and said, "Fu Yinzi, a fourth-generation disciple of the Human Sect, greets Senior Uncle Yang."

Yang Jian turned his head in surprise and said, "I have never seen you before."

Zhao Yifu said, "I have been an immortal for less than fifty years, so it is normal that my master does not know."

Yang Jian's eyes were filled with wariness. He said, "Fifty years? You think you can descend to the mortal realm in just fifty years?"

Zhao Yifu said, "This is not an ordinary incarnation, but a dream incarnation that I obtained by chance, which is specifically used to send messages to mortals in their dreams. However, I unexpectedly discovered a resentment and filial piety soaring into the sky here, so I came to investigate."

He wasn't lying. Chenxiang truly lived up to his reputation as the son of a goddess, possessing an exceptionally strong innate spirit. When he cried out, the very air seemed to change color, and his sorrow could move heaven and earth.

Yang Jian nodded and said, "I see."

Then they fell silent again.

Seeing his sullen expression, Zhao Yifu spoke first: "I wonder how Senior Uncle Yang intends to deal with this brat?"

"It is already difficult for this child to come here alone. I'm afraid he will soon exhaust his strength, which may harm his body."

Yang Jian's expression shifted, and he said, "Fu Yinzi, do you have any way to help him?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Perhaps you can contact my sect in the mortal realm. I have only recently ascended to immortality and still have some connections."

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "No, how much insight can mortal cultivators have? I'm afraid they can't offer much help to this child."

Zhao Yifu understood immediately and said, "How about... letting my second son join my Taiqing lineage?"

Yang Jian said quietly, "I don't want to join the Taiqing lineage... The second generation of Master Xuandu is not suitable for me. The only other people I can think of are Chunyangzi and Zhengyangzi, but their cultivation methods are too slow."

Zhao Yifu immediately said, "How is the inheritance of my Grandmaster Chunyang not good? It is upright, pure, and yang. Even if the upper limit is not enough, it is still excellent for laying a foundation for this child."

Yang Jian shook his head again and said, "I told you, it's too slow. He only has five hundred years. He must grow to a certain level within five hundred years, otherwise it will be too late."

Zhao Yifu was startled. He looked at Yang Jian, not expecting that he also knew about this.

Yang Jian's vertical pupils between his brows widened slightly, and he asked in surprise, "You also know about the five-hundred-year period?"

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "I heard my grandmaster say that he told me I must become a Golden Immortal within five hundred years."

Yang Jian nodded upon hearing this and said, "I see. It seems you are highly regarded in the Human Sect... May I ask how you should address your esteemed master?"

Zhao Yifu immediately said, "My master, Liang Fengzi, was only recently accepted as a disciple by my grandmaster. He is a third-generation disciple of the Renjiao sect."

Yang Jian was momentarily stunned; it was yet another name he had never heard of.

However, no one would impersonate someone like that, and he simply assumed that the incident had only happened recently.

He said, "So it's Junior Brother Liang Fengzi... I wonder what Junior Brother Liang Fengzi is good at?"

Zhao Yifu immediately said in a serious tone: "My master is learned in ancient and modern times, and is proficient in all kinds of martial arts. He has already reached the level of a celestial immortal in just two hundred years of cultivation. Now he is receiving teachings from the patriarch in the Tushita Palace. I think he can expect to become a golden immortal."

Yang Jian was filled with respect and said, "I never imagined that Junior Brother Liang Fengzi would be so talented. If he is, he is indeed suitable to be my master."

……

Xuan Du was overjoyed; he was about to have another grand-disciple?
Surprisingly, sending Zhao Yifu to deceive people actually resulted in him bringing back a grand-disciple.

Liu Chenxiang is commendable for his filial piety and has excellent talent in cultivation. He is naturally a very good successor.

However, to everyone's dismay, just when Xuandu thought he was about to have another adorable little grandson, a shifty-looking old Taoist priest quietly crept up to Chenxiang.

With that pointed mouth and monkey-like face, you can tell at a glance who it is.

……

"Ahem, child, why are you crying? Tell me what's wrong, and I... this humble Taoist priest will help you."

The old Taoist priest spoke incoherently.

However, the child's eyes lit up, and he looked over and asked, "Is the Taoist priest an immortal?"

The old Taoist priest immediately picked up the bowl, stiffening his neck as he said, "This humble Taoist... is the Thunderbolt Immortal!"

The child immediately bowed and said, "Please, Great Immortal, accept me as your disciple!"

"Easy to say, easy to say..."

……

Zhao Yifu watched this scene speechlessly, not particularly surprised.

Monkey King has only gone astray temporarily; He will always arrive in time.

Yang Jian was utterly astonished, his face flushing red and then turning pale. He then sighed and said, "That's fine too."

Zhao Yifu said with a look of regret, "It seems this child is not destined for me to teach him."

Yang Jian then came to his senses and said, "I'm sorry, but if this monkey is willing to teach Chenxiang, I think there is no better outcome."

"I appreciate my junior brother's kindness, and I will remember this favor."

Establishing a friendship with Yang Jian was indeed a good thing for Zhao Yifu.

But he refused to lie.

Zhao Yifu said embarrassedly, "Senior Uncle Yang, you flatter me. I just wanted to try my luck in front of Brother Monkey. I didn't expect him to arrive so quickly."

Yang Jian asked in surprise, "You know this monkey?"

Zhao Yifu said, "We met by chance. Lately, I often travel with Brother Monkey in my primordial spirit, so we can be considered to have a good relationship."

"We went on an outing today and unexpectedly discovered this child, Chenxiang, so we each have our own plans."

"When Monkey King learned about the relationship between Chenxiang and his master, he wanted to teach him personally, while I felt that Chenxiang was exceptionally talented and wanted to bring him into the sect."

Yang Jian nodded and said, "It's alright, they all meant well."

"Besides, your sincerity is already commendable."

That's when our friendship was truly established.

Zhao Yifu was very pleased, and he began to make friends with the true powerhouses of the Three Realms.

He used to be uninterested in such things.

But things are different now. The five-hundred-year deadline has greatly increased his sense of crisis, and he wants as many powerful figures as possible to rely on.

(End of this chapter)