Jinting Immortal followed King Tonghui to Fangfang Mountain without taking the thunder collector.
King Tonghui uses water to escape, and in a place like Taihu Lake, he pulls the Great Immortal Jinting and disappears into the invisible in a moment.
The thunder collector stayed in the Golden Palace. Bai Xianglong smiled sarcastically at him and said, "Senior, I'll take my leave first."
The Lei Cai officer squinted his eyes and suddenly noticed something, and asked, "Have you been hanging out with Du Heng lately?"
Bai Xianglong paused, cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness Du Heng will come look for me when he has nothing to do."
The thunder collector looked at Bai Xianglong, his eyes flashing with unknown meaning, and said: "Should I congratulate you on getting what you wanted?"
Seeing that he had discovered it, Bai Xianglong smiled calmly and said: "Senior, have you noticed? Yes, His Highness Du Heng gave me a drop of blood essence and a burst of dragon energy, which is enough to make me continue to practice towards the real dragon."
The thunder collector sneered and said, "Get lost."
The white elephant dragon didn't take it seriously, turned into a white dragon, rose into the sky, and disappeared into the Shenjing Palace.
The Lei Collector pretty much knows something about the White Elephant Dragon. Previously, the thunder collector was suppressed under Turtle Mountain, so Bai Xianglong tried to find him and seize the dragon beads to repair his dragon body.
But Jinting Immortal arrived first and released him from Turtle Mountain, and he stayed with him ever since.
Cai Lei Guan is a fifth-level Taoist. Even if there is no Jinting Immortal, Bai Xianglong is no match for him. Therefore, he climbs up to Jinting Daxian, hoping to follow his path and obtain the Dragon Ball of Cai Lei Guan. Even without the essence, blood and dragon energy of the Dragon Ball, he can .
But Jinting Immortal was obviously not that easy to get close to, and he valued the thunder collector more, so Bai Xianglong had to calm down and finally set his target on Du Heng.
Now Du Heng is facing a disaster but he doesn't know it yet, but the mine collector can almost foresee his future, and the mine collector suddenly wakes up.
So many things have happened in Taihu Lake this year. Some mine collectors know about it, while others don't.
But it doesn't matter, the mine collector knows that there is someone who may know the ins and outs of the whole thing.
The thunder collector jumped up and flew into Taihu Lake and disappeared.
Immortal Jinting and King Tonghui used water escape to reach Fangfang Mountain from Taihu Lake.
The ancient trees on the mountain are gloomy, and the overly gloomy color makes Cangshan Mountain almost black. The mountains and clouds are shrouded in mist, and when the sun sets, it almost feels like it has lost its temperature.
Fortunately, there is a trail as long and narrow as a snake in the front mountain, leading step by step directly to the Wutong Temple, where Wutong is enshrined.
There is a golden pagoda in the temple. In the golden pagoda, there are statues of Buddha. However, the Buddha statues are mixed together, and it is difficult to distinguish their true appearance. There are also statues of Taijun Madonna, Wutong God, and wild monsters.
The shape is that of a pagoda, but the Buddha enshrined in it has no surname, while the ghosts and gods have names.
This part of the front mountain is used for offering incense to believers. On every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, witches and goddesses from all over Suzhou will lead believers of Wutong God to worship Wutong.
This is not the time. There is no one in the front mountain, except for the spirits that have transformed into human forms and are cleaning the trails and temples.
The real residence of Wutong God is in the vast back mountain.
Stepping into the smoke and clouds, the wandering god was practicing magic among the peaks and caves.
Jinting Daxian saw many wandering gods landing on the mountain, using hammers and steel chisels to make clanging sounds on the mountain peaks.
Noticing his gaze, King Tonghui said: "They are carving Buddha statues. My mother believes in Buddhism, and there are many Buddha statues carved in the caves and twelve peaks in this mountain."
The Great Immortal of Jinting smiled and said, "Your Majesty is filial."
King Tong Hui did not speak, but sighed softly.
Jinting Daxian looked at the Buddhist niches, Buddha statues, Buddhist scriptures and pictures in the mountain, but he knew that these were just images after all, infected by incense and the aura of ghosts and gods, revealing spirituality, but not the Buddha nature, but the evil nature.
The true Buddha is absent, and ghosts and gods are rampant.
King Tonghui didn't want to talk about this, so he took Jinting Immortal to the manor on the mountain.
This manor has white walls and black tiles. The fallen horse-head walls are higher than the ridge of the roof. The green tiles at the eaves and corners are flying. Pavilions, Buddhist halls, memorial arches, pagodas and gardens are scattered among them. It is completely a place of wealth in the world.
One by one, the arrogant gods turned into human forms and became the maids, servants, and doormen in the manor.
Immortal Jinting showed a surprised expression and looked at King Tonghui. King Tonghui said: "This is my mother's residence. She misses her hometown, so we built a village for her here."
For a practitioner, these are unnecessary burdens, but for an elderly lady, these are just thoughts.
The Great Immortal Jin Ting could understand, but there was one sentence that he didn't quite understand, so he asked, "Don't you, your Majesty, live here?"
King Tonghui laughed and said, "If I don't live here, my mother is old and likes to nag, as you know. But today my eldest brother is here, so I came to look for him first."
The rampant gods who turned into servants and maids saw King Tonghui bowing their heads and saluting, but King Tonghui didn't even look at them and just pretended that they didn't exist.
After entering the village, he went straight to the Buddhist hall and saw the old lady.
"Mother." King Tonghui smiled and walked to Taijun's Notre Dame and said, "I brought my friend back. Do you still remember the one I met last time?"
Our Lady of Taijun put down the scripture in her hand and looked at Jinting Immortal with an expression that she remembered but could not remember the name.
The Great Immortal of Jinting said: "My dearest lady, I am Jinting."
Our Lady of Taijun narrowed her eyes with a smile and said, "I remember you, we listened to the opera together."
Immortal Jinting smiled and saluted.
King Tonghui said: "Mother, I have something to ask of my eldest brother."
Our Lady of Taijun looked to her side. Immortal Jinting followed her gaze and suddenly discovered that there was a young man sitting on the futon next to Our Lady of Taijun. However, this young man's aura was too weak, and even his body was not visible to the naked eye. What you observe.
Immortal Jinting looked over, and the only thing he could see was that he had a pair of very clear and beautiful eyes.
Those eyes are translucent, transparent, as pure as a baby. These eyes are also observing Jinting Immortal, and even reflect the image of Jinting Immortal in their eyes.
He is a fairy with a jade crown, white hair, and a jade face with golden eyes.
King Tongkuang looked at the Great Immortal Jinting, and for some reason he showed a satisfied look. He turned sideways to Our Lady of Taijun and said, "Mom, wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
Our Lady of Taijun responded with a smile, and continued to pluck the string of beads in her hand and recite Buddhist scriptures.
King Tongkuang followed King Tonghui out, walked through the Buddhist hall, and sat down in the pavilion in the garden.
King Tong Hui introduced: "This is my eldest brother, Tong Kuang."
"This is the Great Immortal Jinting."
King Tongkuan smiled and said, "Come to my place more often in the future."
Immortal Jin Ting didn't know what he meant, so he just responded vaguely.
King Tonghui said: "The Great Immortal was hurt by old monk Zhanmin's wisdom and ignorance. Please help me."
King Tongkuang's eyes never left the Immortal Jinting, but his thinking was obviously still smooth and he said: "Wisdom can eliminate ignorance? The injury caused by the sword of wisdom is not easy to cure."
"But it doesn't matter, I have experience."
He looked at Immortal Jinting and smiled again.
Immortal Jinting began to sweat from behind. He knew what the demonic obstacles of King Tongkuang, who practiced clairvoyance, were.
