Legend of Hongmeng Wukong

Chapter 47 On Tao Zixiao (1)

At this moment, the Zixiao Palace was full of monks, but no monks came in from behind. Two boys came out from behind, a man and a woman. The man was wearing yellow clothes, and the woman was wearing green clothes. Sun Wukong saw Then, an unfathomable smile appeared on his face again.Zhen Yuanzi and the two apprentices next to him didn't understand why Sun Wukong was laughing. Zhen Yuanzi asked suspiciously, "Brother, why did you smile and say nothing when you saw these two boys?"

Sun Wukong turned his head to look at a few people, and replied: "Brother, don't worry, these two boys are the boys of the Taoist ancestor, their status will not be simple in the future, at least they will have the title of supreme in name!"

"Really?" Zhen Yuanzi turned his head and glanced at the two boys standing there in surprise, even Phoenix and Shenlong looked at the two seemingly young boys.At this moment, the two boys glanced at the monks.He said in a loud voice, "Quiet, Dao Patriarch is about to show up and give a sermon."

When the monks heard that Taoist Ancestor was about to appear, they stopped talking one after another.After a while, the hall became quiet, and there was a sudden slight fluctuation on the seat in front of the hall. Among the crowd, only Wukong could feel it. Everyone just saw an old man in white clothes, and there was no real sign suddenly appeared. In the main hall, and everyone was unconscious, everyone couldn't help but look at each other with a look in their eyes.

Hongjun sat there without touching the fireworks, looked up at everyone, and said: "From now on, sit down as you are now!" Everyone quickly replied respectfully: "Respect the decree of the Taoist ancestor!" At that time, his eyes obviously opened, and his face moved slightly. Sun Wukong looked carefully, and nodded to Hongjun with a smile. Hongjun also quickly changed back to his previous expression. However, how did the unsanctified people know, and they all thought that the Taoist ancestor was looking at them.

Hongjun also smiled slightly, but no matter how you look at it, there is such a trace of helpless emotion caught in it. Hongjun thought about it quickly, and said to Monkey King: "Daoist friend, you came to my dojo, why don't you come up and talk to me?" Sit together?"

When the monks heard this, they all looked at each other in surprise, and when they saw Taoist ancestor walking down in person, they all backed away. It was not because they respected Hongjun so much, but because Hongjun pushed everyone away with a little momentum. I feel that the incomparable saintly aura is even more in awe of the Taoist ancestor.

(End of this chapter)