Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

Wukong had already somersaulted over and was jumping around in excitement.

"I'm free! I, Old Sun, am finally free. It's been two hundred years, more than two hundred years. I, Old Sun, am finally free!"

He clenched his fists and exerted all his strength, as if he wanted to break all the restraints.

Two hundred years of waiting, more than two hundred years of loneliness and pain, at this moment, all turned into joy and tears.

"Congratulations, Great Sage. Congratulations, Great Sage. The Great Sage is finally free."

Xiao Liuzi bowed and congratulated Wukong, with an extremely excited look on his face.

With a plop, Wukong knelt down in front of Taoist Lu Ya.

"Thank you, uncle-master, for releasing me. I will never forget your kindness!"

Taoist Lu Ya helped him up and scolded him with a smile: "You naughty monkey, don't be happy too soon. It is God's will to let you out. After I deal with the python monster, you will go with me to see someone."

"Uncle-master! Not to mention one person, even a thousand or ten thousand of me will accompany you. I wonder who you want to take me to see?" Wukong asked happily.

Lu Ya waved his hand and said, "Don't ask any more questions, you will know the answer when the time comes."

After saying that, he walked up to Wukong, plucked a hair from his body, said "change", and the hair instantly turned into the appearance of the Monkey King.

Lu Ya placed the Monkey King, who had turned into hair, at the place where Wukong was imprisoned.

Then, he ordered the Yellow Turban Warrior in the air: "Put the mountain down."

The strong man took the order and loosened his hand.

With a loud "boom", the Five Elements Mountain returned to its original position.

The monkey king, whose hair had transformed, was pressed under its feet again.

It is late autumn now, and the autumn wind blowing on our bodies has already brought a slight chill.

Bai Lang still knelt there motionless. He knew very well that no matter where he fled he could not escape from this Taoist priest.

I also know that even if I could escape now, I might not be able to avoid the disaster of being burned to death by the thunder after a hundred days.

Rather than being destroyed both physically and spiritually, it is better to reincarnate and start over early.

Taoist Lu Ya walked up to it and nodded: "Good! Good! You didn't run away. Have you come up with an idea?"

Bai Lang showed a resolute look on his face, "Since this disaster is destined for me, I don't want to hide anymore, so please help me, Taoist Master!"

"It's good that you can follow the destiny. Although you will suffer the pain of Leifeng Pagoda in your next life, you will be able to turn the disaster into a blessing and be among the immortals."

Lu Ya took off the purple gold gourd from his waist and patted it twice with his hands.

The purple gold gourd suddenly glowed with golden light, and a golden flying knife flew out from it.

It was the flying knife that could take the head of an immortal as easily as taking something from a bag.

During the Conferred Gods Battle, this flying knife chopped off countless heads of immortals and golden immortals.

The flying knife circled Bai Lang's neck, and a huge head fell to the ground with a "pop".

At the neck, a dark red blood rain gushed out.

Bai Lang's two-meter-tall body fell to the ground with a thud, and a wisp of soul slowly floated in the air.

The soul stayed in the air, looking at the body that was still twisting, hesitating and lingering, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Taoist Lu Ya put away his flying knife and waved at the python monster's soul.

"Why would you want to stay with this broken shell? The time has come. Go to Qingcheng Mountain and be reborn."

The soul seemed to have understood, bowed three times to Taoist Lu Ya, and turned to leave.

After the spirit left, Taoist Lu Ya looked at the sky and said to Wukong, "It's getting late, Monkey. We should also be on our way."

"I wonder where my uncle-master wants to take me?" Wukong asked, scratching his head.

Lu Ya smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "You are always so curious, you little monkey. There are some things that you cannot know now. You just need to follow me and you will understand when you get there."

"Since you won't say anything, let me, Old Sun, say goodbye to my old friend first."

Wukong did not dare to ask more questions, and turned to Xiao Liuzi and said, "Little old man, today, I, Sun, am very grateful to my uncle for helping me escape. Now I have to go do something with him. I will meet you again after I finish my work."

"Great Sage, I have followed you since I was little, and we are as close as family. Now you are going to another place, and I don't know when we will meet again."

After saying this, tears streamed down Xiao Liuzi's wrinkled face.

Taoist Lu Ya looked up and down at the little Liuzi in front of him with a sharp gaze, and a strange look appeared on his face: "It's really amazing, wonderful!"

"Master! Why do you say that?" Xiao Liuzi was troubled by the sudden admiration and couldn't help but look up at the mysterious Taoist.

The Taoist in front of him had extraordinary magical powers, and seemed to be even more powerful than the Great Sage.

Maybe with some guidance, I can achieve enlightenment and become an immortal.

Thinking of this, Xiao Liuzi bowed quickly.

"Master, you have great powers and know the future."

"I, Xiao Liuzi, have been following the Great Sage to practice the Mystical Arts since I was young. It has been more than half a century. I wonder if I can achieve the right result? I would like to ask the Master to give me some guidance."

Taoist Lu Ya shook his head slightly, with a hint of regret in his tone.

"You do have a heart for Taoism, but due to your limited talent, you will never be able to achieve immortality."

"However, I am not speaking without evidence. I see that there are faint horns on your forehead, and the energy of a dragon vein is looming. Your future will surely be noble and extraordinary."

Hearing this, Xiao Liuzi frowned, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

He looked down at his tattered clothes, touched his empty stomach, and responded with a wry smile.

"Master, you are joking. Look at me, I am ragged, hungry, and have been struggling for a living all my life. How can I be noble?"

He looked up into the distance, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"In today's world, the aristocratic families monopolize everything. They pass it down from generation to generation, enjoying all the wealth and glory."

"How can I, who have no relatives or friends to rely on, and no family background to climb, join the group and become that noble person?"

Xiao Liuzi looked at Wukong beside him again, and a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

"Although I have been learning the profound arts from the Great Sage over the years, I have not made any progress."

“I only gained some knowledge, but failed to find a path to prosperity.”

"If I can be a teacher for the young masters of wealthy families in the future, I will be very satisfied."

"As for the accolade of 'highest honor', I really cannot bear it."

After saying this, Xiao Liuzi showed a bitter smile on his face.

Taoist Lu Ya nodded, his eyes moving between Xiao Liuzi and Wukong.

"My dear father-in-law, I can see that you and Wukong have a deep friendship. This sincere feeling is touching. Today, I might as well speak to you frankly."

"Although you have no chance to become an immortal in this life, your destiny is not ordinary. You will have a good end and a peaceful and tranquil old age."

"However, your future does not stop here. In your next life, you will be reborn into the prominent Yang family. This family will bring you endless glory and wealth."