Chapter 798: In the chaos before Doumu Mansion, the Monkey King stands up

The monkey’s question is destined to get no answer from these immortals, and these immortal officials of the imperial horse supervisor are afraid of causing trouble to the upper body, so they dare not spread the monkey’s ‘brilliant words’ everywhere.
But these immortals are not stupid, knowing that they have a troublesome boss.
In the following days, in addition to wandering around in the Imperial Horse Supervisor, Monkey King was riding a Pegasus around around.
Gradually, Monkey King was unwilling to be lonely. He divided the 100,000 Pegasus horses from the Imperial Horse Supervisor into ten batches, and each time he took 10,000 Pegasus to go out in circles, the scenery was mighty and dazzling.
And the scope of his activities began to'spread' towards other places in the 33rd day from the original heaven.
There are cloud roads communicating with each other in the heavenly court; the monkey is smart, he let these horses run rampant under the cloud road, and does not interfere with the normal communication of the gods, just sitting on the back of the head horse to show off.
As if he had already started to inspect his site in advance.
Many heavenly soldiers and generals were amazed by the sight of ten thousand horses galloping; and there was a restless Bi Mawen incident in the heavenly court, which gradually spread throughout the heavenly court.
Gradually, what Sun Wukong wanted to do every day was to ride these celestial horses around everywhere, but within a few months, he drove around the heaven before Lingxiao Palace was located.
With such a high-profile Bi Mawen, Heavenly Court is unique since its establishment.
This monkey is not afraid of the sky anyway, the big deal is that he took a toothpick out of his ear to do it, and he was happy and happy.
It is also strange.
Bi Ma Wen often went to herd horses by the Tianhe River, but he had never seen the handsome and handsome Marshal Canopy. The two seemed to be unable to meet each other, always staggering their front and back feet.
Yang Jian stayed in Li Tianwang's mansion for a few days, then left the heavenly court as a gesture, but in fact he still turned into a spirit bird, secretly observing Sun Wukong's every move.
This monkey seems to have a natural ability. Whether it was originally in the bitter Fangcun Mountain, or in the Huaguo Mountain that dominates the king, or in the Heavenly Court where the dark tide is surging, it can make itself very happy.
The heart is dust-free and transparent, and Taoism is natural and natural.
This kind of realm is something that many monks are struggling to pursue, but they can't. This naturally raised spirit monkey is born, and it is really unfair.
However, the more God gives, the heavier the monkey will bear...
Probably this is also a principle of the movement of heaven.
On this day, Monkey King began to wonder where he hadn't been. With a tens of thousands of horses, he went upstream along the Tianhe River, but headed towards the Ziwei sky.
When Yang Jian saw this, his heart moved, and suddenly he thought of something.
Because the Mother of God of the Golden Spirit is that Doumu Yuanjun, the Arctic Crape Myrtle Heaven is almost regarded as the territory of Jiejiao Xian, Jiejiao Xian does not care about Buddhist calculations...
Moreover, Dabao Taoist and God of Wealth worked together to calculate the Ci Hang matter first, and Yang Jian always felt that if the monkey went there, it would inevitably suffer a bit.
He was about to follow up to see the excitement when he suddenly stopped.
No, this monkey is going there, afraid that he will meet his apprentice!
The spirit bird transformed into by Yang Jian turned and flew into the clouds and mist. In a blink of an eye, he flew across several layers of heaven, and found the fairy palace floating in the moonlight in a place where a fairy mountain was like a forest.
Marriage Hall, the site of the old age.
Yang Jian quietly entered the hall, the process of the spirit bird landing, dispelling the law of change, letting out a little breath.
Yue Lao, who was napping in the apse, opened his eyes in fright, shivered, fell directly from the collapse, and hurriedly called for the boy outside the marriage hall, which was quite a mess.
In the Marriage Hall, the jade elephant of Empress Nuwa is enshrined. The jade elephant carries red hydrangea, and it really exudes the innate treasure of red hydrangea.
Yang Jian made a speech to the Nvwa jade elephant, and then looked at various situations.
The Jade Elephant divides the Marriage Hall into the front and back. The front hall is small and elegantly furnished. There are several jade chairs, and there are some futons and low tables in the corners with several sets of tea sets on them.
It's a good place to meet in peace.
"The true king of Erlang?"
Yuelao's voice came from behind the jade elephant, and then ran over with a smile on his face, begging Yang Jian for a while, "I don't know if the true monarch will come here, if you have lost a long distance to welcome, please forgive your sins.
"Yue Lao is polite," Yang Jian arched his hands, "Come here today, I have something to ask for."
Yue Lao froze for a moment, and then smiled, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, if the true monarch has seen a fairy, he should send someone to tell him, why bother to go there?"
Yang Jian was a little bit dissatisfied in his words so lightly and casually.
Can the affectionate person get married casually? If so, I really don't know how many Celestial Masters are convenient.
"It's just," Yue Lao said with a smile while twisting his beard, "this marriage can't be determined by a red thread, some will be broken when it is pulled on, and some cannot be tied at this time. Maybe in the future It can lead. Although the movement of the heavenly way is a set number, there are changes in the calmness, and you need to grasp it yourself."
These words are a bit euphemistic, but they are just telling Yang Jian that if you pull the red string, you may not be able to win the heart of the fairy, and it may be broken.
Yang Jian's dissatisfaction immediately dissipated, and he felt that this month old was not easy, and his mana was not strong, but he was holding a world power, and it was inevitable that he would have to deal with someone as unprovoked as him.
"Yuelao misunderstood," Yang Jian said, "I am not trying to contaminate Peach Blossom Road for myself."
"Oh?" Old Yue smiled, "True gentleman, please take a seat first, let's talk slowly."
Yang Jian nodded and agreed, and took a seat with Yuelao as the guest and host. A boy brought tea and chatted with each other.
Then Yang Jian explained his intention: "I wonder if Yue Lao can cut a person's red string short?"
"You can pull it, you can cut it," Yue Lao laughed. "It's just that, as the saying goes, I would rather demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage. Every time you cut the red rope, you have to endure the backlash of heaven..."
Yue Lao spoke for a while, and then he muttered a few times, "The more the marriage that has a huge impact on heaven and earth is cut, the more serious the backlash that needs to be endured."
"It's okay," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I'm another protagonist. I think she's a little unsure recently, so I think she has reached the age when she is in love, so I came here to take a look."
Yue Lao almost blurted out: "But the fairy Zixia who is now in the Purple Star Palace as the head of the lamp?"
Yang Jian frowned slightly, staring directly at Yuelao's eyes.
At this time and place, Yang Jian was here only an incarnation, but the oppression of Yue Lao's eyes caused by Yang Jian's eyes suddenly made this old feel a little at a loss.
Yang Jian said: "Yuelao is really impressed with my disciple. Could it be that someone had mentioned my disciple before Yuelao?"
"Don’t blame the true monarch, Fairy Zixia Zhong Xiu Linghui, since entering the heavenly court, I have been asking righteousness to my side for an unknown number of days. I am naturally impressed by Fairy Zixia. But the true gentleman can rest assured that the little old man will do everything Properly, she definitely did not interfere with Fairy Zixia's practice."
Yang Jian nodded slowly and said: "Why don't you ask Yuelao to show me the red string on Zixia."
"True gentleman please here, please here."
Yue Lao agreed without falling, leading the way, leading Yang Jian around the jade statue of Empress Nuwa, and to the apse.
In the hall, a complex magical implement that resembles a star instrument stands in the middle. Among these magical implements, one can see red ropes floating out, digging into the surrounding clouds.
These clouds and mists are mustard seeds everywhere, and they are filled with clay sculptures of little people, which are connected by red ropes.
Some clay sculptures are clean, and some are covered with red strings.
But these two are still relatively rare. The most common one is paired clay sculptures, held firmly by a red rope.
Yue Lao led Yang Jian forward to the entrance of a mustard universe.
Yue Lao raised his hand, and a clay sculpture flew over and landed in Yue Lao's hand. Its simple face was somewhat similar to Zi Xia's. On the back of the clay sculpture was the birth date of Zi Xia, and the soles of the clay sculptures had Zi Xia's name. Place of birth.
This is the image of marriage formed by the way of heaven.
What made Yang Jian frown slightly was a thin red thread wrapped around the ankle of this clay sculpture of Zixia.
There was a gold thread mixed in the red thread, and it was tied with a rare dead button.
Yang Jian frowned slightly, Yue Lao's expression still changed drastically, and he glanced at Yang Jian's complexion secretly.
What if Yang Jian violently kills?
But he had already taken out the clay sculpture, and he couldn't keep it from hiding, so he could only tell Yang Jian the truth...
Pangu God is on the top. Before Yang Jian came, his Yuelao would never dare to do anything to the marriage of Fairy Zixia. This red rope mixed with gold thread, the position of the buckle, the dead buckle...
"True monarch, this, this is a dead knot." This pun also euphemistically reminded Yang Jian.
Yang Jian took the clay sculpture, frowning deeper and deeper.
"Bring the clay sculpture at the other end of the red rope."
"Hey," Yue Lao replied in a low voice, and pulled down the red rope, actually fighting fairy skills, and also pulled out the clay sculpture on the other end.
As soon as the clay sculpture came out, Yang Jian's complexion suddenly turned dark, and Yue Lao took a deep breath.
"How is it a monkey?"
Yang Jian snorted coldly, and Yue Lao knew he had made a mistake, so he had to bow his head and did not dare to speak more.
as predicted……
At the same time, the Arctic crape myrtle sky, the mighty Tianma group, just passed the mighty past outside the Immortal Mansion of Lord Doumu Yuan.
The monkey looked at this magnificent palace, with some strange thoughts in his mind, and wanted to go in and play.
In the government office, several Jiejiao immortals were noisy to drink alcohol by the noise outside, and suddenly came out drunk. They saw a group of Pegasus rampaging here, one person directly slapped a palm and knocked over dozens of Pegasus.
"Where did so many Pegasus come from! Do you know where this is? How dare you run wild here!"
The monkey galloping in the front wind turned his head and looked at ~EbookFREE.me~ and it was suddenly furious.
These days horses are almost like his monkey grandchildren, and someone bullies his horse in front of him.
Regardless of which kind of you are, if you provoke him to the head of Monkey King, it can only be regarded as unlucky.
"Horse!" Monkey King patted the heads of the pony horses he was riding, and cursed, "Go back and find a place for your brother!"
Sitting down, Tianma made a long hiss, and directly soared up, turned around in the air, and rushed toward the Palace of the Yuanjun Palace.
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