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Chapter 611 Bodhi Wood, Gentle Flower 41
Mu Jiuyao hooked her lips.

"Heavenly Court, Supreme Lord."

Hearing this name, Sun Wukong paused slightly, and a thoughtful light flashed in those eyes.

"Taishang Laojun? But one of the first wave of gods that appeared after the dawn of chaos?" Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, and the offensive eased.

"That's right," Mu Jiuyao nodded, "Speaking of which, I have a close relationship with you. Your master Bodhi Patriarch once practiced in my alchemy hall for a period of time, because of his excellent comprehension, And it was your master who helped me take care of the bodhi tree in my palace at that time."

A thoughtful light flashed across Sun Wukong's eyes, but there was a bit of respect in his eyes.

His master also mentioned that the Supreme Lord, who is in charge of elixir and mastering Xuanhuang, is of great benefit to his cultivation.

It's just that it has been heard for a long time that these experienced gods have seldom asked about world affairs, and they don't know what they are doing today?Or is it like everyone else in the heavenly court, chaotic world affairs, only knowing that oneself is the first?

"It turned out to be Laojun," Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't know why Laojun came to my Huaguoshan world? Could it be to plead for the court?"

Mu Jiuyao shook her head slightly, and glanced at the beautiful mountains and rivers around her, "At first, no one can control you, but who knows that you are too courageous, even the dragon palace of the underworld dares to trespass, and even disturbed the heaven The world is turned upside down, there is really too much movement, I can't do it if I don't come this time."

Sun Wukong spat and muttered a little, but he could tell that Mu Jiuyao was not looking for trouble, and put away the golden cudgel in his hand, "Since that's the case, Laojun, please take a seat and we'll talk again."

When they arrived at the Water Curtain Cave, the little monkeys looked at Mu Jiuyao curiously not far away, and finally dispersed when Sun Wukong coaxed them back.

Sending away the group of curious monkey grandchildren, Sun Wukong walks with a bit of arrogance and ease, sits on a chair chicly, picks up the peach next to him and takes a bite in his mouth, very comfortable.

Mu Jiuyao held the drink that the monkeys got from who knows where, lowered her eyes slightly, and looked at Monkey King in front of her.

He was dressed in golden armor, with a fire-colored cloak tied around one shoulder, dragging behind him, shaking slightly, and his eating was careless and unaffected, with a bit of naturalness and meaninglessness.

The color of those eyes is a bit subtle, amber pupils, very light in color, but unexpectedly clear.

Indeed, for him, this world is not as complicated as people or immortals see it. He wants to live forever because of the death of the old monkey king.

It seemed ridiculous, but it was an unusually simple journey and began to practice.

Patriarch Bodhi didn't want to teach him the real skills at the beginning, but he never thought about it so much. If he wanted to practice, he worked hard without mixing other emotions. Finally, he practiced 72 transformations, a somersault of [-] The ability of eight thousand miles.

In the end, he broke into the underworld and tore up the book of life and death, just to make his monkey grandchildren live forever.

It is really pure and pure, that pair of pupils can be so clear.

People outside all call him a monstrous monkey, but no one would have guessed that the emotion in those eyes is actually simpler than anyone else's.

(End of this chapter)