Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

The barefoot immortal immediately put aside the embarrassment and treated the guest as enthusiastically as an old friend.

"Come on, let's go in and have a drink and talk."

Sun Wukong did not refuse. Although he felt strange when he saw the barefoot immortal being so enthusiastic, he still took him back to his mansion.

After the barefoot immortal sat down, he made him a cup of tea in accordance with the principle of treating guests as guests.

Of course, it was just ordinary spiritual tea, and it was not served with the Pure White Lotus.

"Barefoot Immortal, just say whatever you want to say now."

"I, Old Sun, don't like beating around the bush."

The barefoot immortal took a sip of tea and talked about this and that for a while before he brought the topic to the Jiejiao.

"Sun Wukong, do you know Jiejiao?"

Sun Wukong was stunned. Jiejiao?

Of course he knew the Taoist tradition of the Sage Tongtian, but he was defeated in the Conferred God Contest, and he also took the Meteorite Pill and never left the prehistoric world again.

"Of course I know. Barefoot Immortal, why are you suddenly talking about Jiejiao?"

"Ten thousand immortals from Jiejiao came to pay homage. If it weren't for the Conferred God Ceremony, I'm afraid there wouldn't be the grand occasions of Heaven and the West right now."

The Barefoot Immortal nodded and said, "Yes, it seems that you have heard of Jiejiao. If Jiejiao had not been plotted against, it would still be the largest sect in the prehistoric world."

Then he took a sip of tea.

"Sun Wukong, what do you think of Jiejiao? Do you know anything about the Sage Tongtian?"

Sun Wukong looked at him strangely. What was the point of having any feelings towards Jiejiao?

However, he still said with a smile: "The Jiejiao teaches everyone, and the Sage Tongtian is also a kind-hearted person. I think he is very good, but it's a pity."

The barefoot immortal was delighted when he heard this. "To be honest, I am a disciple of Jiejiao. I am also helpless about the current decline of Jiejiao."

Sun Wukong understood, no wonder he mentioned Jiejiao and asked himself what he thought of Jiejiao.

It seems that his coming here today is most likely related to Jiejiao.

But he can't help Jiejiao either?

What are you looking for him for?

As for himself, he is still in the vortex and needs to be careful.

How can it help Jiejiao?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the Barefoot Immortal continued, "Sun Wukong, if the Sage Tongtian is willing to accept you as his disciple, would you be willing?"

Sun Wukong was stunned. He didn't expect that it was the Sage Tongtian who wanted to take him in as his disciple.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[The system has reached the upgrade conditions. Do you want to upgrade? ]

The sudden system sound surprised him.

The system will actually be upgraded?

But this was also within his expectations.

He immediately chose "Yes."

[The system is being upgraded. After the upgrade, the master's mission will be added.]

[The host can choose to bind a master, and the system will randomly issue tasks. ]

Hearing that a new sect mission had been added made him very happy.

This means that in the future, you can not only complete tasks from the Heavenly Court, but also from your master's side.

Moreover, just as the barefoot immortal proposed that the sage Tongtian wanted to accept him as a disciple, the system was upgraded and a master-disciple mission was given.

It seems that he and Tongtian Sage really have a master-disciple relationship.

And the heavenly-level elixir that he had obtained seemed to be useful.

To put it bluntly, the Meteorite Pill is also a poison pill. The pill rewarded by the system can just break the poison of the Meteorite Pill.

From now on, I will have a powerful backer.

He looked at the barefoot immortal and saw that he was still waiting for his statement, and immediately smiled excitedly.

"Really? Sage Tongtian wants to take me, Old Sun, as his disciple?"

The barefoot immortal saw that he was reluctant to speak and became a little anxious.

But when he saw the other person's excited expression, he immediately stroked his beard and nodded with a smile.

"Of course it's true, are you willing?"

"Yes, I do. Sage Tongtian is the one I, Old Sun, admire the most. I'm so happy to be his disciple. How could I not want to?"

The barefoot immortal laughed out loud upon hearing this. It turned out that no one could refuse a saint to accept him as his disciple.

He stood up and looked at him kindly.

"Okay, since you're willing, let's go to Jin'ao Island and meet the leader."

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "Okay, I have never been to a saint's temple before, so today I can broaden my horizons."

The barefoot immortal kept smiling. "The Golden Ao Island is full of spiritual energy and filled with the rhythm of Taoism. I will definitely not let you down. Let's go and give the leader a surprise."

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded, and the two of them came to the yard.

He stopped and called over a servant who was sweeping the courtyard. "Go to Nezha's mansion and tell him that I, Sun Quan, will be away for a few days. Come back to him when you come back."

"Yes, sir." The servant put down his broom and walked out without any extra words.

After Sun Wukong arranged everything, he followed the barefoot immortal and flew towards Jin'ao Island.

Jin'ao Island is located on the East China Sea.

There are countless magical flowers and plants on the island.

Auspicious signs transformed from various auspicious clouds continuously condensed and dispersed in space, repeating over and over again.

There are palaces stretching for thousands of miles on the ground, but it is obvious that the luck here is pitifully weak.

Sun Wukong followed the barefoot immortal to the Jin'ao Island. Looking at the desolate island, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Just by looking at these buildings, you can get a glimpse of the glorious times when thousands of immortals came to pay homage.

But even Master Tongtian could not have imagined that he had been plotted against since he became a saint and founded the Jiejiao sect.

If we were to say who the biggest winner is in the prehistoric world, it would undoubtedly be Patriarch Hongjun.

The Three Pure Ones could have achieved the state of Hunyuan Daluo, but in order to better control them, Hongjun trained them into puppets of the Heavenly Dao.

It is beautifully called the Saint of Heaven, who acts on behalf of Heaven!

He also cut off the path of cultivation in the prehistoric world. After he became the Taoist Patriarch, he united with the Heavenly Dao to block the power of the laws of the Dao.

All the immortals and gods in the three realms have to practice the art of beheading corpses.

As a result, many innate gods could only cultivate to the peak of quasi-sainthood, and then their path was cut off.

Just like the Queen Mother of the West, the Styx, and Zhen Yuanzi, which one of them doesn't have the hope of achieving enlightenment?

But he can only linger at the peak of Quasi-Saint, with no further progress to make.

He would not choose to chop off the corpse, but would choose the most difficult path of proving his truth with force.

Just as he was sighing, he suddenly saw a flash of lightning approaching from afar.

"Roar."

I saw a huge monster with a lion's head, deer horns, tiger eyes, elk body, dragon scales, and ox tail. Its tail was as strong as a dragon's tail, and it had two horns on its head. It roared to the sky.

Then it landed in front of them.

"Qilin? It's actually a Thunder Qilin? How rare!"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The reason he could recognize that this was a Qilin was thanks to the descriptions and pictures of the Qilin in his previous life.

I didn’t expect that even though Jiejiao is in decline, it should not be underestimated!

Lei Qilin glanced at him, then looked at the barefoot immortal with a look of disdain and arrogance.

"The Saint is waiting inside, come in."

The barefoot immortal immediately bowed to Qilin.

"Thank you for the trip, Brother Qilin. We'll be there soon."

"Well, come on."

After Lei Qilin finished speaking, he flew inside on a cloud.

The Barefoot Immortal smiled at Sun Wukong and said, "That was Thunder Qilin. I have raised him since he was a child. He has a bit of a bad temper. Don't take it to heart."

"It's okay. I, Old Sun, won't bother with a little guy."

Sun Wukong shook his head. He didn't take the arrogant little Qilin seriously.

When the barefoot immortal arrived at the gate of the Biyou Palace, he was about to knock on the door when the gate opened automatically.

"Sun Wukong, come in."

A faint voice sounded in their ears.