Pangu Zhengzong in the prehistoric world

In the side room, Sun Wukong tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.

It turned out that what he saw and heard during the day made Sun Wukong feel worried and couldn't fall asleep.

Thinking of what he saw on the way to the West, he knew that this time might be another difficulty on the way to the West.

Looking at the white moon outside the window, Sun Wukong held his head with both hands and lay on the couch.

His eyes moved, and he thought to himself: "It's hard to fall asleep tonight. I am a busy man!"

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong quietly got up, put on his clothes, and jumped into the air to watch.

It turned out that the lights were shining brightly in the south.

Looking down at the clouds, he saw the Taoist priests of Miluo Temple praying for the stars. The high halls in the spiritual area are as majestic as the scenery of Penghu. The real halls in the blessed land are as clear as the Huale Palace.

The Taoist priests on both sides played the sheng and huang, and Gao Gong held the jade slip in front. The water cursed, the candle flames fluttered and rushed to the upper world, the Gangbu Dou, the incense was fragrant and permeated the sky.

In front of the temple door hung a couplet of yellow silk brocade, embroidered with 22 large characters, saying: "Rain is favorable and wind is moderate, I wish the infinite Dharma of the Heavenly Lord. The river is clear and the sea is peaceful, I pray for a long life."

Sun Wukong saw three old Taoist priests in the distance with his fiery eyes, wearing robes and preaching.

"These three people are probably the immortals Huli, Luli and Yangli." Sun Wukong said secretly.

Looking down again, there were seven or eight hundred scattered people, playing drums and bells, offering incense and confessing, all standing on both sides.

Sun Wukong was secretly happy and said: "If I see something unfair, I will ask it. Let's try the Taoist practice of these three people to see the difference!"

But after thinking carefully, he felt that his own strength was limited.

Thinking of Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing who had already fallen asleep, Sun Wukong immediately came up with a plan.

So he withdrew his magical powers and stopped watching. Instead, he pressed down the auspicious cloud and went straight to the abbot's room.

Sun Wukong strode in and woke up Sha Wujing first.

Sha Seng woke up and said, "Brother, you haven't slept yet?"

Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Get up, I'll enjoy some with you!"

Sha Seng was puzzled and said, "It's the middle of the night, my mouth is dry and my eyes are sore, what can I enjoy?"

"Hehe, Junior Brother Sha, you don't know this!" Sun Wukong said proudly, "There is indeed a Miro Temple in this city.

The Taoists in the temple are holding a ceremony, and there are many offerings in the main hall. The steamed buns are as big as a bucket, and the roasted fruits are fifty or sixty kilograms each. There are countless rice and fresh fruits.

Are these things enough for us to enjoy? If we don't use them, wouldn't it be a waste!"

Sha Seng was not attracted by these fruits. After all, he is not Zhu Bajie.

But Sun Wukong mentioned the Miro Temple, which made Sha Seng's nerves tense all of a sudden.

Although it was only a one-word difference, it also made Sha Seng understand that this Taoist temple was probably related to human teachings.

In a flash, Sha Seng had already thought of a lot.

But before Sha Seng could say anything, Zhu Bajie woke up after hearing about eating good food in his dream.

He flew up with a plop and immediately shouted, "Okay, Monkey Brother, you go and enjoy the tribute,Don't even take Old Pig with you."

Seeing this, Sun Wukong immediately stepped forward and covered Zhu Bajie's mouth, blaming him: "You idiot, keep your voice down. If you want to eat, don't shout and wake up the master."

After Sun Wukong said this, Zhu Bajie also restrained himself. He carefully looked at Tang Sanzang who was still sleeping, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong whispered: "Follow me!"

After that, Sun Wukong walked in front.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng put on their clothes, quietly walked out of the door, followed Sun Wukong on the cloud, and jumped up.

Arriving at the Miro Temple, Zhu Bajie saw the tribute illuminated by the lights and was about to take action. Sun Wukong quickly pulled him back and said: "Don't be in a hurry. Wait until he disperses before you can go down. ”

Zhu Bajie said: “He is just in the mood, why would he be willing to disperse?”

Sun Wukong thought for a moment and said with a smile: “Wait for me to find a way, and he will disperse.”

Looking at the people in the hall along the window sill, Sun Wukong twisted his fingers and chanted a spell.

Suddenly, he took a breath on the ground. With a whoosh, a gust of wind blew straight into the hall.

In an instant, all the vases, candlesticks, and merits hanging on the walls were blown down, and the lights went out. (To read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The Taoists were terrified, and Huli Daxian quickly counted with his fingers, and then said: “Disciples, please disperse. This divine wind has blown out the lights, candles, incense, and flowers. Everyone go back to bed. Get up early tomorrow and recite a few more volumes of scriptures to make up for the number. ”

With the master’s order, all the Taoists retreated.

The three great immortals, Huli, Luli and Yangli, stayed behind and waited until everyone left before they stood up.

When they arrived at the door, Luli hesitated and looked at Huli and said, “Brother, just now…”[]

Huli pointed lightly and shook his head.

The two men suddenly realized what was going on and left without saying anything.

Seeing the three people leave, Sun Wukong and others also descended from the clouds and rushed into the hall.

Zhu Bajie took the roasted fruit and ate it, regardless of whether it was raw or cooked. Sun Wukong drew his iron rod and started beating him.

Zhu Bajie was so scared that he evaded and shouted, “You’re beating me before I even tasted it!”

Sun Wukong said, “Don’t be so petty. Let’s sit down and enjoy the ceremony. ”

Zhu Bajie said: "No shame! You have to be polite when you steal food. What if you invite him to come?"

Sun Wukong patted Zhu Bajie's ear and said: "You idiot, look who is sitting on it?"

Zhu Bajie laughed and said: "Brother Monkey, of course you don't know, this is Taiyuan Daozun..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Bajie was stunned.

Then he remembered that the statue on it was actually Taiyuan Daozun.

No wonder Zhu Bajie forgot all these things when he saw the food, and he didn't care who was enshrined on it.

After all, in Nanshanbuzhou, human religion is not the mainstream. It is not as popular as the Xuanmen and Buddhist sects.

All the way to the west, although the human religion set up hardships, it was rare to see the incense of the human religion.

Thinking of this, Zhu Bajie folded his hands and apologized repeatedly.

"Don't blame the saint, don't blame the saint!"

Zhu Bajie was really scared and bowed sincerely.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong pointed at Zhu Bajie and couldn't help laughing.

However, Sun Wukong still had a desire to catch up with the saint. He was not as frightened as Zhu Bajie, but just folded his hands and chanted Amitabha.

Then there was no other action.

On the contrary, Sha Seng kowtowed repeatedly.

This made Sun Wukong marvel, but he didn't ask much.

Only Zhu Bajie understood why Sha Seng performed such a great worship ceremony.

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