Chapter 546 I Should Thank You for That

Chapter 546 I Should Thank You for That

Chapter 546 I Should Thank You for That
Since everyone had arrived, Tan Wenjie arranged a banquet and invited the two of them to join.

Being a god is usually very busy, but most of the time it is very leisurely, either drinking and having fun or chatting.

For some people who are used to freedom, this job is too restrictive, but for modern people who are used to 996 and 007, it is a blessing.

It is indeed a good way for ordinary people to work hard to pass the exam and become an immortal.

"Brother Nezha, why did you come to the mortal world to find me this time?"

"It's Marshal Tian Peng!"

Any melons?

However, the Battle of the Gods has not yet begun, and Marshal Tianpeng should not tease Chang'e so early.

Tan Wenjie looked up at the moon in the sky. He had seen Chang'e once before and she was quite beautiful.

The fourth princess, who had been listening quietly on the side, noticed his actions, then looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and her little hands clenched slightly.

The public enemy that all the fairies who want to have an office romance cannot avoid - Chang'e!
Tan Wenjie said seriously: "Tell me in detail."

Becoming an immortal is meaningless if it is not for the purpose of hearing gossip.

"Marshal Tianpeng is in charge of the Weak Water. Recently, it's the flood season of the Heavenly River, but he was lazy all day long, and almost let the Weak Water fall into the mortal world. The Jade Emperor was furious and wanted to take away the commander's seal." Nezha said, "The Weak Water can only flow from high to low. Unless you have great magical powers, it is difficult to change the direction of the Weak Water. Moreover, it is difficult for birds to cross and feathers to float. One drop of the Weak Water is as heavy as ten thousand drops of water."

"Wait." Tan Wenjie understood Nezha's intention, "Brother, you don't want me to go to heaven to be the Marshal of the Heavenly Peng, do you?"

Nezha nodded and said: "You have nothing to do in the mortal world, why not go to heaven and keep me company."

Now there is no one available in Heaven. Yang Jian has made it clear that he will never have anything to do with the Jade Emperor and does not want to acknowledge him as his uncle. Nezha, as the demon-slaying pioneer and the Third Prince, is guarding the South Gate of Heaven in Heaven. He is useful, but not enough.

That's why they set their sights on Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie, a disciple of the Nanji Xianweng, is the leader of the three rebels in heaven and the brains of the three cobblers.

As for the killing of Prince Jinwu, it was nothing. Everything could be called a "calamity". The three people were the calamity of the nine golden crows.

It is normal for gods to fight and kill each other. Besides, the death of the Nine Golden Crows does not mean they have completely disappeared. The King Yama, who manages the underworld, has to report to the Heavenly Court. The prince's arrival in the underworld is not called reincarnation, that's called inspection work.

If the ghost officials, big and small, in the entire underworld did not clean day and night, make the beds, and ensure that garbage was not put in the trash can and clothes were not hung on the hangers, they would be considered lazy.

Prince Jinwu and Prince Ao Bing are completely different. Now no one knows into which family Ao Bing was reincarnated, or whether he is a human or a demon.

The fourth princess standing aside felt mixed emotions.

She knew that it would be easy for Yuanshi Tianzun's disciples to seek an official position in heaven, and even her father could only bow and scrape when he saw them.

Many dragons wanted to become immortals in heaven, but they never had the chance.

Now that I heard that Tan Wenjie was going to heaven, I was afraid that the chances for the two sides to meet would become fewer and fewer in the future.

The little hands under the table clenched slightly, and Ao Tingxin said, "Then congratulations to Master Tan."

Tan Wenjie shook his head: "One day in heaven is one year on earth, and I still have things to do in the mortal world."

Hearing this, Nezha stopped trying to persuade him. He could see that Tan Wenjie had no interest in being an official and didn't like being disciplined. He just regretted in his heart that there was no one with the same temper as him to stay with. It was somewhat troublesome for him to take some time out to come down to earth and reunite with him after inspecting the South Heaven Gate every day.

The fourth princess at the side breathed a sigh of relief and loosened her hands under the table.

"Brother Nezha, why don't you stay in the sky for another three to five days?" Tan Wenjie continued, "I'll go to heaven to drink with you another day."

In the past, when he was weak, he was afraid of being exposed and was unwilling to go to heaven, so he would hide whenever possible.

Now, it seems nothing to go to the sky when I have nothing to do.

But he had to accumulate magic power and use the time difference to build up the golden bow and silver bullets. With the star-shattering killer move in his hand, he felt more confident.

Nezha picked up the wine bowl and said, "We agreed on three to five days."

"of course."

"By the way, why hasn't Princess Cunxin called my second brother over yet?" Nezha asked puzzledly.

"I asked Sister Chan to help before. If Yang Jian wanted to come, he would have come a long time ago."

"This……"

Nezha and Princess Tingxin suddenly realized that Cunxin might have deliberately sent them away so that she could go to Guanjiangkou alone.

The fourth princess, who already knew Cunxin's thoughts, remained silent.

What Tan Wenjie, Yang Jian and Nezha did could be big or small, but the hatred between Yang Jian and the Jade Emperor is extremely difficult to resolve. Unless he is willing to go to heaven to become a god and bow his head in submission, no matter how brave the Dragon Palace in the West Sea is, it would not dare to let its daughter marry a traitor from heaven.

If you bow your head, you must abide by the rules of heaven and not be tempted by worldly desires.

It's a dead end.

Nezha suddenly perked up and asked in a low voice, "Brother Jie, do you think there is a chance between the two of them?"

"It's possible." Tan Wenjie nodded and answered very straightforwardly.

"Huh? Why?"

"When a girl chases a boy, it takes only a little time."

The third princess of the Dragon Palace in the West Sea is beautiful, has a sweet voice and knows how to be a green tea lover. It is impossible for a straight man like Yang Jian, who experienced family changes early and is very lacking in love, to avoid her series of tricks.

Nezha nodded as if he understood, he had no interest in women.

Princess Tingxin was also nodding, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What is the current distribution of troops in the sky?" Tan Wenjie asked in a low voice.

Nezha: "Brother Jie, you don't want to kill the Heavenly Palace again, do you?"

"How can it be!"

……

After realizing that it was inappropriate to stay with Tan Wenjie for a long time, the Third Holy Mother took the initiative to say goodbye early. However, she did not expect that as soon as she returned to Guanjiangkou, she saw her second brother chatting and laughing with a woman.

A closer look revealed that it was Princess Cunxin of the West Sea.

As soon as she landed, Yang Jian stood up immediately.

"Third sister, how is Brother Jie?"

"Third Princess." Yang Chan did not answer her second brother's question first, but greeted Princess Cunxin first.

Then she said, "It just so happens that I want to borrow the Precious Lotus Lantern for something."

Although it was extraordinary that the divine soldier came to surrender, he was unable to move because the divine soldier in the dream pressed on his chest. It would not sound good to tell others about it, not to mention that there were outsiders present.

After a brief exchange of words, Yang Chan went back to her room to rest.

Yang Jian: "Third Princess, Yang Chan has returned."

Cunxin: “…”

She had never seen such a straight man, but she couldn't help but speak harshly to her future sister-in-law, so she could only force a smile and move forward.

Take one step and look back three times.

……

A hundred miles outside the Black Water River, there is a Qinghu Temple, where there are thirty-three Taoists.

Entering the main hall, you can see the Three Pure Ones enshrined above.

But below the Three Pure Ones, there is a tablet with the words "Fox Godmother" written on it.

An old Taoist priest was sitting on the mat, frowning and counting with his fingers, asking, "Is Xuanshui not back yet?"

"Reporting to Grandmaster, Grandmaster Xuanshui has not returned since he went down the mountain." The little boy pouring tea nearby immediately replied.

"I've calculated that Feng Tieniu has a connection with Xuanshui, and their horoscopes match, which can help him practice the Five Ghosts Moving Method." The old Taoist raised his hands to calculate, but saw that his left little finger was missing a piece.

The finger-pinching action paused.

The old Taoist frowned slightly. He had calculated everything, but the finger he happened to use today was missing, making it difficult to predict the future.

However, everything seems to be going smoothly. His beloved disciple Xuanshui goes to rescue him according to his birth date and subdues demons and monsters. He takes in Feng Tieniu's soul for cultivation and also earns some donations for their Qinghu Temple.

Success is only a matter of time. If you haven't returned yet, you must have been delayed by other things.

"Arrange for Jin Kui to go to the Black Water River." The old Taoist said, "The big black fish in the river has already reached a high level of Taoism. A hundred years ago, I promised to enlighten it to become an immortal and bring it back to guard the Qinghu Guard for me."

"Yes." The Taoist boy nodded obediently and walked backwards towards the door step by step.

Blackwater River.

Yesterday, a golden-armored god in the sky was struck down by a passing pair of thunder gods and their spouses using hammers and lightning. Early this morning, Old Man Feng asked someone to build a small temple by the river.

The temple is not big, similar to a land temple, with two tablets enshrined inside. Because he was not sure about the origins of the two gods, he asked a scholar in the village who could write to help write "Thunder God" and "Lightning Mother" on them.

I didn’t know if it was a real god yesterday, but after a night’s sleep, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was a god descending to earth.

He had just lit the three incense sticks and had not yet finished bowing when he saw a golden light suddenly burst out from above his head.

There were dark clouds above his head and the sand blown by the strong wind blinded his eyes. When Old Man Feng looked up, he saw a familiar golden-armored god standing in the clouds.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he thought to himself that the golden-armored god from yesterday had come to attack his family.

"Are you Old Man Feng?"

The golden-armored general on the cloud was none other than Jin Kui, a Taoist priest from Qinghu Temple. Normally, he would not use this transformation unless it was absolutely necessary.

This is the most powerful magical power in the temple, commonly known as giving face.

They turned into heavenly soldiers and generals, and the mortal cultivators and demons and monsters would give them face and retreat when they saw them. However, the old man they saw today had a strange reaction.

His expression was strange, and there was no fear on his face.

“Reply!” Jin Kui’s voice was filled with magical power, like thunder in a clear day.

Old Man Feng shuddered: "Yes, I am Old Man Feng."

"I am a celestial soldier who patrols the South Heaven Gate. Today I noticed a water monster causing trouble in the river, so I came here to capture it!"

"But……"

"But what?"

"But yesterday a fairy couple came here and captured the monster in the Black Water River."

Jin Kui, who was on the black cloud, sneered in his heart when he heard this. He thought he had met a powerful colleague, but he didn't expect that the other party was more ignorant than himself.

The rules of heaven clearly prohibit this, but they still dare to talk about them as a fairy couple. They must be a fraud like me.

But I am not lying. The worshiper in Qinghu Temple is really related to the Three Pure Ones and is an orthodox disciple of the Three Pure Ones.

Jin Kui glanced around and saw a small temple that had just been built on the river bank. There were two tablets inside, one for the God of Thunder and the other for the Goddess of Lightning.

What is Lei Gong and Dian Mu? I've never heard of them!
He waved his hand and threw out a black thunder, which hit the temple with a "bang" and blew it to pieces.

"You you you..." Old Man Feng's eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

"Dad!" Feng Tieniu ran over.

"You dare to accept incense for worshipping this evil god!" Jin Kui snorted coldly, "I'm letting you off the hook today when you destroy the temple and the altar. I will never let you off easily next time I see you!"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw three figures flashing in the sky, one of which was in the shape of a dragon.

Although the East China Sea Dragon Clan is nothing in the Heavenly Palace, it is a behemoth that cannot be provoked by mortal cultivators.

He was just about to find a cloud to hide in and wait for the three people to leave before coming out to ask about the whereabouts of Junior Brother Xuanshui, but unexpectedly they flew straight towards him.

"Heavenly soldiers and generals? Do you know who I am?" Nezha was furious when he saw Jin Kui dressed as a god with golden armor.

Just now he was chatting with Tan Wenjie, mentioning that he was the vanguard in eliminating demons at Nantianmen and his word was his. But the next moment Tan Wenjie said that a heavenly soldier had destroyed his temple.

Nezha has never been afraid of anyone, even if the dragon's tendons dare to spasm and the Heavenly Palace dares to make trouble.

The other party must be made to see his own brains.

"Who are you?" Jin Kui was relieved when he saw that the person coming out was a delicate and pretty child. "Go away, go play somewhere else!"

Just as he was about to bow to Princess Tingxin after he finished speaking, he heard a "whoosh" and a flaming spear appeared in front of him.

The overwhelming flames seemed to freeze Jin Kui like a spell, and the flames suddenly shrank and turned into the tip of a gun.

"Brother Nezha, wait."

The tip of the gun hovered between the eyebrows.

Jin Kui's heart was beating wildly, and he was soaked in sweat as if he had just been pulled out of the water. His mouth was dry, and his ears were filled with buzzing, and he could not hear any other sound.

"Brother Jack?"

"I want to see who dares to pretend to be a heavenly soldier or general to demolish my temple."

Tan Wenjie has only one temple in this world, and he can feel it very clearly when there are incense offerings.

Every pilgrim is a treasure.

"Okay, I also want to see who dares to pretend to be a heavenly soldier in front of me." Nezha gently swung the spear in his hand and said to Jin Kui, "Lead the way!"

"Yes, yes, I'll lead the way!"

In Qinghu Temple, the old Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the main hall felt anxious for some reason.

I calculated by counting on my fingers several times, but I always couldn't get the answer because I was missing one finger.

"Bang!"

The Taoist boy staggered in.

"Grandmaster, it's bad, someone is outside and is flying over with Grandmaster Jin Kui in his arms!"

"What?" The old Taoist subconsciously wanted to pinch his fingers again, but he suddenly came to his senses when his thumb touched the severed finger.

It’s true that fate is hard to predict.

He immediately turned around and burned incense and prayed.

Outside Qinghu Temple, Tan Wenjie descended from the clouds and looked at the group of disciples who were on high alert. They were all ordinary cultivators with mediocre abilities.

Nezha said: "Brother Jie, someone inside used magic to tip off the enemy."

"I also want to see who is behind the other party." Tan Wenjie swept his eyes over, examining the right and wrong, good and evil of all the disciples in the temple.

There are those who are ignorant and there are also those who commit crimes.

Suddenly, a shout was heard from afar.

"Fox godmother~ is here——!"

A sedan chair came flying over from the horizon.

"Fox spirit?" Nezha frowned, "I smell something foul."

"Xuanmen Zhengzong." Tan Wenjie only took a glance and said, "It seems that they are fellow disciples of ours."

"what?"

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and a fat woman came out from inside.

"Fox godmother." The old Taoist in the hall finally had the courage to speak out, "Godmother, an evil guest has arrived."

The fox godmother turned around and glanced at Tan Wenjie and the other two. She was ordinary and couldn't tell anything was wrong. She was about to say something rude when she saw Nezha throw out the Qiankun Ring.

The magic weapon made a circle and hit Fox Goddess' forehead with a bang, then automatically flew back to Nezha's hand and disappeared as he flipped his hand.

There was a dead body of a mixed-haired fox on the ground in the distance.

Nezha: "Keep calling for help."

The old Taoist said, "This, this, this, Grandpa, spare my life!"

"Let me do it." Tan Wenjie raised his hand and grabbed Fox Godmother, pulling out the still confused soul.

The young Taoist priests in the temple had never seen such a scene before, killing people and taking their souls in one go.

"Who did you learn this skill from?" asked Tan Wenjie.

The ghost of the fox godmother replied in a daze, "Fifth brother."

"Fifth Brother?" The name sounded familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, Tan Wenjie recalled that the fifth brother and the fox sister were the two fox demons who followed Jade Ding Zhenren, and they were also the parents of the fox demon Xiaoyu in "The Lotus Lantern".

Because she was beaten to death by Sun Wukong, the fox spirit Xiaoyu regards Sun Wukong as the enemy who killed her father and mother.

If we talk about the fifth brother’s most powerful ability, we have to mention his name. Even the Jade Emperor has to call the fox demon "Fifth Brother" when he sees him.

When they moved into a new house some time ago, the fifth brother followed Jade Ding Zhenren to Qianren Fairy Peak. Unexpectedly, he would cause trouble again.

"Brother Jie, do you know him?" Nezha asked curiously after seeing his reaction.

Tan Wenjie nodded and said, "He was a fox demon who practiced with Master Yu Ding. He was cunning and capricious by nature. I wanted to kill him at first, but Master Yu Ding said that he was still useful and could urge Master Yu Ding to practice, so I spared his life. I didn't expect that the fox demon would actually teach the skills to fox spirits everywhere."

After all, this matter is related to elders, so it is difficult for Tan Wenjie to intervene. However, he can wait until the fifth brother is alone and kill him directly.

There is always a reason for a coincidence or deliberate carelessness.

Since Chenxiang is gone, it doesn’t seem to matter whether Xiaoyu is there or not.

"What should we do with these people?" Nezha turned around and asked.

Just as Tan Wenjie said, they are all monks who have practiced the teachings of the Chan sect. Killing them is tantamount to slaughtering their fellow disciples, but if we leave them alone, it would not be justified.

The best way now is to ask Taiyi Zhenren for advice, but the back and forth will take a lot of time.

The disciples of Qinghu Temple knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy. Tan Wenjie threw out Thor's hammer and said, "If there is evil, punish the evil, and if there is no fault, leave it alone."

The hammer hovered in the air, thunderclouds gathered automatically, and the space in front of him suddenly turned dark.

Holding Thor's hammer gives you the power of Thor, and it is not wrong to say that the hammer is the real body of Thor.

"Crack" of thunder.

Lightning wriggled restlessly in the clouds, and the flickering electric light illuminated the faces of the people below.

There was another "click".

Like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue, lightning fell straight down, and the ground made a "boom" sound. Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see that the old Taoist had been struck by lightning and turned into charcoal.

Even if everyone closed their eyes, the dazzling tree-fork-shaped spots of lightning could still be seen.

At this moment, in everyone's eyes, the short-handled square hammer floating above their heads became a death warrant in everyone's eyes.

"Crack", another person turned into charcoal.

Although these little Taoist priests usually pretend to be heavenly soldiers and generals and act tyrannically, they actually have no chance of resisting against the real Heavenly Power of Thunder Prison.

People like Jin Kui, who practiced unorthodox methods of capturing living souls to cultivate, followed the old Taoist's footsteps under the pursuit of thunder that spread like a spider web.

Until the thunder stopped, the hammer fell from the sky and landed in Tan Wenjie's hands, light as if it had no weight.

"You follow the demon path to practice, but you can still control your evil thoughts." Tan Wenjie said, "And you have already practiced the Xianjiao technique, so you can barely be considered a disciple of the Xianjiao. If you want to continue practicing, you can go to the Qianren Immortal Peak of Kunlun Mountain."

The young Taoist priests looked at each other, then all knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Yes!"

His own master was chopped into charcoal, but he and his companions turned a disaster into a blessing and jumped directly into the immortal palace of the third generation of disciples of the Chan sect from a relationship that had nothing to do with them.

It's luckier than a carp jumping over the dragon gate. After all, even the true dragons of the four seas don't have the chance to become a disciple of the Chan sect.

On the way back, Nezha excitedly circled around Thor's hammer.

"Brother Jie, is this the hammer that you can't even lift?"

"Who said that!" Tan Wenjie threw the hammer up, then quickly reached out and grabbed it. "It's easy for me to catch it, why don't you try it?"

"Okay."

Nezha didn't know what rejection meant, and excitedly reached out to grab the hammer, but the moment he grasped the hammer, he let out a "ah" and was carried down from the clouds by the hammer.

Thor's hammer was flying happily in the sky, naturally dragging Nezha back and forth.

Tan Wenjie and the Fourth Princess, who were riding the cloud together, smiled when they saw this. They turned to look at each other at the same time, but they restrained their smiles when they looked at each other.

"Master Tan."

"If the Fourth Princess considers me a friend, you can call me Ajie."

"Then you must tell me to listen to your heart."

"Ajie." "Listen to your heart."

"Ajie~Tingxin~" A disgusting voice came from the side.

The fourth princess' cheeks immediately turned red.

He left quickly after saying that Donghai had some undecided matters.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and grabbed it, and Thor's hammer automatically flew back to his hand.

Looking at Nezha in front of him again, he strongly suspected that Nezha might have walked into the wrong set of Magic Pill.

Nezha is still imitating: "Ajie~Tingxin~Ajie~Hey~"

Unmoved, Tan Wenjie just said calmly: "Nezha, I'll treat you to lotus root starch."

"This... this is not necessary." Nezha became obedient in a second.

The two sides were chasing each other and the fight gradually turned into a fistfight.

In the past, Tan Wenjie and Nezha were many levels apart and Tan Wenjie did not dare to fight with him easily. But now the two of them were really fighting in the sky, riding on flaming wheels and holding weapons to fight back and forth.

The golden bow swept past like a whip. Nezha sensed the danger and turned around to hide, but Thor's hammer came down again.

Being hit by a golden bow would be painful, but being hit by Thor's hammer would make you unable to stand up.

Nezha was forced to activate his three heads and six arms by Tan Wenjie, but as soon as he got into the state, Tan Wenjie also activated his three heads and six arms instantly.

And unlike Nezha, one of Tan Wenjie's heads has a furious look of subduing demons, holding a skull-shaped vajra and having three eyes on his forehead.

The fighting style is vigorous and powerful, and when he raises his hand to strike out with the Tathagata Palm, there is the sound of dragon roars and tiger howls.

“Stop, stop, stop!” Nezha called out urgently, “What kind of Dharma image is this?”

"The angry look of subduing demons was obtained from the West."

"The West? What is that place?"

"There are monks in Lingshan Mountain in the west."

Even Nezha’s two brothers will join Lingshan in the future.

Tan Wenjie quickly denied this result in his heart. He remembered that both Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Twelve Golden Immortals existed in this world.

That is to say, Samantabhadra, Manjusri and Cihang will not convert to the West, and those three slots have already been occupied by Bodhisattvas.

Nezha's three-headed question mark: "What does it mean to be a monk?"

"People with scars all over their heads are called monks."

"I see." Nezha nodded, indicating that he would learn knowledge from Brother Jie.

"Do you want to continue fighting?" asked Tan Wenjie.

He relied on the advantage of his weapon to suppress Nezha, and he won battles one after another. Of course, he became more and more addicted to fighting.

Nezha shook his head repeatedly: "No, no more fighting."

No matter whether it is a golden bow or an iron hammer, if it hits the head, a bump will appear, and in no time all three of his heads will turn into monks.

The two returned to the Qianren Peak of Kunlun Mountain.

A little demon maid with a tail hanging from her butt brought fruits, snacks, fine wine and delicious food.

Unfortunately, Nezha is still too young to understand how much Brother Jie loves to enjoy himself. He just thinks that the atmosphere here is good and all monsters can live in harmony.

The topic of their conversation naturally turned to monsters.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Brother Nezha, as a pioneer in exorcism, have you ever seen a powerful monster?"

"A powerful monster?" Nezha pondered, then shook his head, "I just went to heaven, and there are many things I don't understand yet."

"Next time if you encounter a powerful monster, remember to tell me."

"Brother Jie, what are you looking for monsters for?"

"Of course they are guarding the gate." Tan Wenjie pointed outside, "Here are some little demons that have just transformed. Not to mention the powerful demon kings, even the more ferocious wolves, tigers and leopards can't defend them."

"That's true, don't worry, Brother Jie. If I get any news about a big monster, I will definitely contact you and have you capture it and bring it back to guard the house."

"Good brother, drink lotus root powder!"

"Is it okay if you don't drink?"

"If you don't drink, you won't give me face!"

Nezha: "..."

It's all my fault for agreeing to help so readily.

Everyone has three heads, and Nezha feels that when it comes to cheating and deceiving people, his three heads are no match for Tan Wenjie's one.

After seeing Nezha off, Tan Wenjie finally had the heart to draw the lottery.

The last time he completed the task, he was given 10000 French coins, but Tan Wenjie was not very willing to participate in the lottery.

Especially after the first ten draws.

[Wolverine], health recovery speed +5%
[Scarlet Witch], mana regeneration speed +5%
[Hulk] Physical Strength +1
[Thor] Thunder damage +1
[Deadpool], life recovery speed +5%
What really concerned Tan Wenjie was the [Eagle Eye], whom he regarded as a trash character at the beginning, whose bow damage was increased by 1.

Normally it can be considered useless, but this attribute is very useful for Tan Wenjie.

Combined with the "Golden Bow and Silver Bullet", the power is significantly enhanced.

Now with the two magical weapons [Golden Bow] and [Thor's Hammer] in hand, it is equivalent to mastering the fastest melee and long-range means, with short CD, high damage and low consumption.

No other fancy tricks are needed, a hammer and a bow are enough.

There are all kinds of blessings, which is not a bad thing to use to brush up the basic values, but when Tan Wenjie looked at the golden hoop that was sold for 10 magic coins, he suddenly felt that these lotteries were not that important.

……

After going through many hardships and dangers, the disciples of Qinghu Temple avoided demons and monsters and finally arrived at Kunlun Mountain.

Along the way, they did not dare to climb into the sky, nor did they dare to walk around in the wilderness. In this ancient world, demons and monsters were rampant, and if they were not careful, they might encounter an irretrievable disaster.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up along the stone steps, it seems as if it can extend all the way to the horizon.

"We're finally here." One of the little Taoist boys breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone was determined to find immortals and learn the way of Taoism. Although the journey was long, no one chose to leave.

Their robes were tattered and they looked as miserable as beggars, but they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.

"Bah!"

Two white, soft clouds flew over, and everyone looked carefully and found that they were actually two sheep with a little child sitting on them.

He had a big head of a dancing lion and held a big iron pot in his hands.

"Greetings, fairy boy." The disciples of Qinghu Temple immediately bowed and saluted.

The little boy with the lion dance head waved and motioned for them to follow.

This mountain road is steep and winding, and ordinary people would feel weak in the knees just looking at it. But when you think about how they have overcome so many difficulties and obstacles before, this short road is no problem at all.

Unexpectedly, the bodies of the two sheep suddenly swelled up and turned into two clouds, floating to their feet.

This is the ability of the third generation disciples of the Chan sect.

Feeling once again that all the hardships they had experienced were worth it, they raised their sights and approached the Fairy Peak Cave.

"Bang!"

The sound of iron hammering was heard.

Waves of fierce flames came.

When everyone looked, they saw a huge wheel floating in the air, and a fire dragon emerged from the wheel.

Tan Wenjie was wearing a navy blue gown, with his sleeves rolled up, and holding the familiar Thor's hammer in his right hand.

There was an anvil in front of him, with hundreds of flying swords stuck around in a mess.

The fire dragon opened its mouth and spewed Samadhi True Fire to burn the iron, while Tan Wenjie swung his hammer to forge iron.

[Forging Enhancement Experience +1]

[Forging Enhancement Experience +1]

【…】

Every time his hammer fell, sparks would fly, but he would quickly get positive feedback.

"Decomposition and Smelting" and "Forging and Strengthening" are both skills in weapon recasting. Now that Tan Wenjie has decomposed a large number of useless garbage attributes, it would be a waste to leave them alone, so he uses them to hone his skill proficiency.

"Bang!"

Another hammer fell, and a large Guandao was successfully created.

Heavy, long pole, but strong.

With the blessing of Tan Wenjie's own magic power, the big Guandao came out with thunder and fire. When it was wielded, there was thunder and fire. However, it weighed several hundred kilograms, so it was not easy to use easily.

"You guys are here?"

"I've met Master!"

"Call me Master from now on." Tan Wenjie said, "I won't accept any disciples. I may give you lectures and preaching. You have to rely on yourself to practice in the mountains. You just need to follow the others in the mountains and do things together. If anyone feels bored after living here for a while, they can leave at any time."

"Yes, sir!"
Once they have truly witnessed someone with great supernatural powers, they would be willing to do any job, no matter how tiring it might be, let alone do chores every day.

He waved his hand to signal them to leave.

If he had not suddenly discovered a group of ragged Taoists coming to Qianren Immortal Peak, Tan Wenjie would have really forgotten that disciples from Qinghu Temple had come.

However, the appearance of the Qinghu Temple disciples sounded the alarm for Tan Wenjie. The fifth fox demon brother is a cancer and must be dealt with as soon as possible.

……

There are countless people practicing Taoism in Kunlun Mountain.

In the secret cave that Jade Ding Zhenren called "that even Yuanshi Tianzun cannot find", the fifth fox demon brother and sister have successfully learned many skills.

Because he couldn't find a way to become an immortal, and he really didn't dare to provoke Tan Wenjie, the fifth brother thought of a new way.

He can revive the fox clan, gather all the fox demons in the world, and make himself the great demon king.

Now the plan to become the demon king has begun to show results. Most of the fox demons are extremely intelligent, and the skills taught by Jade Ding Zhenren are all from the Yuxu Palace, which are the best in the Three Realms. Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even those who have ascended to become immortals cannot obtain such precious skills.

Of course, practicing will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The fifth brother, who had just been busy outside, came back and asked, "What did Jade Ding Master teach you?"

The fox girl bit her lip and shook her head, refusing to say anything.

"Fox sister." The fifth brother lowered his voice and advised, "I have many enemies outside. You also know that I used to be very arrogant. Many people wanted to peel off my skin and make a vest. If Jade Ding Zhenren really taught you the magic to save your life, you must teach it to me, otherwise I will die."

He had already grasped the fox girl's character and lied to her without hesitation.

But just as he understood Fox Girl, Fox Girl also understood him.

"I swore to Jade Ding Zhenren that if I teach you the Heaven-Splitting Palm, we will both die."

"Heavenly Divine Palm?" The fifth brother didn't care about that. He was already attracted by the name of the technique. "It sounds powerful. Teach me."

"Don't even think about it." Fox Girl kept shaking her head.

"How about this?" The fifth brother's eyes rolled, "You practice by yourself, and I hide and watch you. I learned it secretly, so you won't be breaking your oath."

Fox girl: “…”

"It's all for my life, fox sister!"

"Well, that's fine."

After hesitating for a while, Fox Girl was finally controlled by Fifth Brother and nodded in agreement.

After the fifth brother hid, the fox sister began to practice the Sky-Splitting Palm.

Suddenly, a familiar and terrifying voice was heard: "Heaven-Splitting Palm? What does it have to do with Thunderbolt Palm? Can it be used with the taunt skill 'I am here'?"

The fox girl raised her head in a hurry, and when she saw the person coming, she immediately stammered, "Tan, Tan Tianzun!"

"I haven't come to see Master Yu Ding for a while." Tan Wenjie smiled and nodded to Fox Girl. "Did Master Yu Ding tell you that magic cannot be passed on to others?"

The fox girl nodded: "I did."

"Well, I believe you." A golden light suddenly appeared in Tan Wenjie's hand, and the light bent and turned into a golden bow, as he gently plucked the string.

There was a "puff" sound, and the rubble in front exploded, and a fox's body fell to the ground.

"Fifth brother!" Fox sister burst into tears when she saw the corpse.

Tan Wenjie asked, "You didn't mean for him to peek from the side, did you?"

While asking the question, the golden bow in his hand had quietly changed direction.

The fox girl swallowed, sobbing and shaking her head.

"No, it's not."

His aura of subduing demons and monsters is fully unleashed, and ordinary little monsters simply don't have the courage to confront him head-on.

"That's good. You stole the magic of the Chan sect without permission and have evil intentions. You deserve to be killed!"

Tan Wenjie put away the golden bow and strode into the cave. From a distance, he saw Jade Ding Zhenren scratching his head with a pen in his hand.

He must be thinking about how to write his own biography.

"Uncle Master?"

When Jade Ding Zhenren saw Tan Wenjie, he suddenly sighed: "Oh, you, you, why did you kill the fifth brother?"

"Uncle Master, you're welcome. This is what I should do. You can just teach me some other spells. There's no need to give me magic weapons."

Yu Ding was angry: "Who! Who said to thank you, who said to give you a magic weapon."

"Fox demon brother Wu passed on the magic skills taught by uncle to other fox demons." Tan Wenjie said, "During this period, countless mortals died and were injured because of him, and countless demons and monsters learned the magic skills of the Chan sect and regarded themselves as disciples of the Chan sect. I eliminated brother Wu and saved the reputation of the Chan sect. If the master comes out of retreat in a few years and sees such a mess, he will definitely not let you go easily."

He paused, and only continued after Jade Ding Zhenren had to nod: "So I eliminated the fifth brother not only to punish the evil, but also for your sake."

"In that case, I should really thank you."

"Uncle Master, you are too polite."

(End of this chapter)