Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

Lu Ya glanced at him and nodded.

"Good! Good! It is great that you can figure it out. I hope that in your next life, you can do more good deeds and you will be able to obtain the right result."

As he spoke, the Taoist took out the purple gold gourd from his waist and was about to recite a spell.

"Where did this evil Taoist come from? You are talking nonsense here. Be careful, I, Sun, will come over and pull out your beard and knock out your front teeth."

At the foot of the mountain, there were sounds of the Monkey King cursing and shouting.

Taoist Lu Ya's eyes flashed with a look of displeasure.

"Are you, the trouble-making monkey, talking to me?"

"It is me, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. Where did you come from? How dare you talk nonsense here? Tell me your name quickly."

Wukong opened his eyes wide, with golden light flashing in them, and his flaming eyes swept over the Taoist priest.

Lu Ya glanced at him and said, "Great Sage Equaling Heaven, you are so arrogant. Are you the monkey who caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace?"

"It is your Grandpa Sun. Since you know my name, how dare you spread rumors here to confuse people? Be careful or I will beat you to a pulp."

Wukong waved his fist at the Taoist priest, looking fierce and aggressive.

Lu Ya's face was as gloomy as water: "Naughty monkey! Don't be rude. You know that your master Bodhi Patriarch and I are both ancestors of scattered immortals, and we have a friendship with each other."

"His Three Stars Cave of the Slanting Moon often invites me to be his guest. Even your master has to respect me. How dare you, a rascal like you, be so presumptuous."

"You..." As soon as these words came out, Wukong instantly shrank like an eggplant hit by frost.

In an instant, my heart was filled with ups and downs, and my mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. Joy, bitterness, sadness, and separation, all kinds of feelings surged into my heart.

He recalled the long years he spent practicing in Sanxing Cave.

I thought of my white-haired old teacher, Patriarch Bodhi, his earnest teachings, and the scenes of me playing and frolicking with my fellow senior and junior brothers and sisters.

I also recalled the heartless moment when my master drove me down the mountain on that snowy night.

All kinds of past events came to mind.

I remembered that my master once warned me not to tell anyone about my lineage.

Over the years, I have kept my promise and have not told anyone about these past events.

I didn't expect that this Taoist in front of me knew my background so well and was actually a good friend of my master.

The old man in front of him was really shocking. Wukong's eyes were filled with awe and he bowed to Lu Ya.

"Teacher, since you know my master and are a close friend of his, I should respect you and call you my uncle."

"Just now, I, Old Sun, wanted to kill Brother Bailang just because of your words. I was so angry that I said something rude. Please forgive me."

"You are a clever monkey."

Seeing that the monkey was frightened, Taoist Lu Ya said with a smile: "You are a naughty monkey. Although you are naughty, you are also clever. Yuanshi Tianzun is right. You are a good piece of jade, but you still need to be polished and carved. It seems that the important task of the Heavenly Dao in the future will really depend on you, this pearl of heaven."

Wukong was completely confused after hearing this and scratched his head.

"Uncle Master! You said that Yuanshi Da Tianzun of Kunlun Mountain's Yuqing Palace also knows me, Sun?"

Taoist Lu Ya did not respond to his words, but looked up at the mountain in front of him and said to himself:

"Although the Tathagata of the West helped break the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, he has also kidnapped so many of my disciples over the years."

"Now, you are even interfering in the affairs of Heaven. This is really too much for us."

Wukong looked at Lu Ya Taoist, and although he didn't know what the old man was talking about, he nodded again and again.

"You are right. That old Tathagata is really abominable. He has caused me, Sun, to be suppressed here for more than 200 years."

Taoist Lu Ya smiled and glanced at Wukong, "So do you want to get out of here?"

"What...what are you talking about?"

The Taoist's words made Wukong feel both amused and helpless.

This is as ridiculous as asking a person who is about to die of thirst whether he wants to drink water.

This unfathomable Taoist in front of me is a good friend of my master, and he must be an extraordinary person.

If he could really be rescued, he would have to thank all his eight generations of ancestors.

Wukong had a worried look on his face: "Uncle Master! I am so desperate to get out of here. For more than 200 years, I have suffered so much hardship and injury here. I have always dreamed of getting out. But I don't know what method Tathagata has used to imprison this mountain, so I can't get out."

Wukong gritted his teeth and said, "One day, if I can get out, I will definitely settle the score with that old man."

Taoist Lu Ya nodded slightly, "Time flies, and the world changes. It's time to leave. I have listened to the voices of your descendants, and I have also listened to the confusion of a young man beside the prisoner car. People's hearts cannot be violated."

"That's right! That's right! Uncle-master, people's hearts really cannot be violated!"

After hearing what Taoist Lu Ya said, Wukong nodded quickly to show his agreement.

This old man is Master’s best friend, and he must be extremely powerful. It seems there is hope of getting out.

In order to escape from this endless sea of suffering, we must throw out a big pie.

Thinking of this, Wukong hurriedly bowed and said, "Uncle Master, if you can really get me out, you will be like my second parent. In my next life, I will repay your kindness by tying a grass and holding a ring."

"What nonsense are you talking about, you monkey? You stole Laojun's golden elixir, Queen Mother's peaches, and you were recorded in the Book of Life and Death in Yama Palace. How can you have an afterlife?"

Taoist Lu Ya glanced at him, frowned and cursed.

"This this……"

Unexpectedly, the pie was not drawn well, and Wukong was scolded so much that he was speechless. He was so anxious that his face turned red and he kept scratching his ears and cheeks.

Taoist Lu Ya saw his embarrassment and scolded him with a smile: "You chatterbox monkey, I will not embarrass you any more. I will move the mountain for you."

After saying this, the Taoist muttered something and pointed his hand toward the sky.

A white cloud floated slowly over, and a strong man in a yellow turban was standing on the cloud.

Lu Ya ordered the strong man, "I order you to move this mountain quickly, without any mistakes."

The Yellow Turban strongman took the order and left.

After a while, the strong man came back and said, "Master Dao, there is a seal from the Buddha on the top of the mountain. I cannot move."

Lu Ya nodded: "Please wait for a moment."

After saying that, he took out five pieces of yellow paper and a red brush from his sleeve. He quickly wrote talismans on the five pieces of paper with the brush and handed them to the Yellow Turban Warrior.

"You should stick four pieces of talisman paper on the east, south, west and north of this mountain to suppress the four directions of the land. Stick the remaining one on the top of the mountain, and you can move the mountain."

The strong man took the order and left.

After a while, there was a loud noise like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, and the Five Elements Mountain had been lifted into the air by the Yellow Turban Warrior.