The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

"Disciple, please remember Master's teachings." Several people said in unison.

Jade Emperor: "...His teachings to his disciples are really...unique..."

He wiped his sweat and was thankful that he was self-aware.

"The Jade Emperor was so complimentary that if there was nothing else to do, the poor monk took a few stubborn disciples and left, hoping that the Jade Emperor would keep his promise."

"My lord, walk slowly."

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"Master, we're here."

Seeing the familiar Tushita Palace in front of them, Bajie and Wukong gritted their teeth.

Scarlet eyes spoke of a lifetime of resentment.

The waiter outside the door saw the five people in front of him approaching fiercely and quickly stopped them.

"Get out of the way!" He swung his stick and directly broke the door of Tushita Palace.

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

There was a shaking in the palace, and Taishang Laojun hurried over and shouted angrily.

Wukong and others raised their heads and laughed, staring at him with scarlet eyes, "Old man, take your life!"

In the lightning flash, the war is about to break out.

Bo Jin took out a small stool and planned to sit aside and watch the show.

When Taishang Laojun, who was busy facing the enemy, saw this, he became even more angry.

He is a quasi-sage, and the cultivation of Wukong and others cannot do anything to him. Instead, he needs to restrain his movements. After all, these people are the victims of the great catastrophe of Journey to the West, and they must not be damaged in the slightest.

But in anger, Taishang Laojun took action without hesitation. As soon as the whisk came out, only Wukong had time to dodge, and the other three were knocked to the ground.

He stood on the Nine Heavens and looked down at Bo Jin and others and asked: "I have never done anything wrong to you, the old Taoist. Today, you deceived my Tushita Palace, which is extremely unreasonable!"

There was a dark light in Bo Jin's eyes, and a ray of silver flashed on his fingertips. He pulled down the Supreme Master and said expressionlessly: "The poor monk doesn't like to be looked down upon."

"You..." Taishang Laojun got up from the ground, pointing at her and trembling.

A white light flashed, and the fingers pointing at her were all broken, and blood stains sprayed on the ground. She pursed her lips, took a few steps back with the chair in her arms, "Epilepsy can be cured, but if there is something wrong with the tutor, even a poor monk can't do anything about it. .”

Taishang Laojun: "..."

He covered his broken finger, his whole body on the verge of collapse.

He threw countless pills into his mouth, and after eating countless pills, the broken finger grew back.

When he stood up and was about to speak, he was interrupted by Wukong, "You old man, you are so shameless.

Five hundred years ago, you threw my old grandson into the alchemy furnace and burned him with six dings of divine fire for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. If not for my cleverness, I would have been refined by the fierce fire! "

Because Bo Jin was watching eagerly from the side, Taishang Laojun could only bite the bullet and said: "Although the old Taoist burned you with six ding divine fire, it also created your golden eyes that can distinguish monsters..."

"Fart, my old Sun's eyes were ruined by your smoke."

No one knew that he hated these blazing eyes the most.

Because of these eyes, he couldn't see strong wind, smoke, or bright light.

In his previous life, he died in such a wretched manner at the hands of Tathagata.

His honey, my arsenic.

Taishang Laojun said nothing, Bajie stared at him with very complicated emotions in his eyes.

When he was the Tianpeng Marshal, Taishang Laojun also took care of him in everything. He was grateful to him for bringing him to a new world, and even after being demoted to the mortal world, he never had any resentment towards him.

It was a wrong payment after all...

He sighed inwardly and said with difficulty: "If Old Zhu hadn't been the one to be robbed, would Old Master have treated me like that back then?"

Perhaps out of some thought, he asked this question.

Taishang Laojun gave him a complicated look, then chuckled: "No."

He thought that he was still too soft-hearted.

I don’t want to lie to him. If he is not the one who should be robbed, how could I, as one of the incarnations of Taiqing Daode Tianzun, fall in love with him?

"Old Zhu understands." Bajie was silent for a while, then nodded.

I had expected it, but I just wanted to hear him interrupt my thoughts.

For Bajie, Taishang Laojun is both his teacher and his father.

If he hadn't relived his life, he would probably never have his sufferings tied to the Supreme Lord.

There was silence all around, except for the sound of Bajie's choked sobs. He turned and left. Before leaving, he said to Bo Jin: "Master, I want him to fall into a pig's womb and be reincarnated for five hundred years. I hope Master will make it happen!"

"Master knows." Bo Jin nodded and responded.

Bajie's figure walked further and further away, and Taishang Laojun stared at his back in confusion.

"Xiao Bai, Wu Jing, follow your second senior brother, don't let anything happen to him." She ordered calmly, then looked at the stunned Taishang Laojun, "Who are you doing this for?"

He raised his eyes to look at Jiutian and recounted with a reminiscence: "When the old Taoist met Bian Zhuang for the first time, he was still a child.

On a snowy day, he sat alone in the snow and starved, with snot and tears hanging on his red face, looking dirty.

The old Taoist didn't believe that he was the one who should be robbed, but no matter how he calculated it, he was the one who should be robbed.

At that time, the old Taoist thought that this child looked stupid and would starve to death before he could survive the calamity.

However, before he could starve to death, the old man saw that he was about to freeze to death.

Those who are subject to calamity have neither father nor mother.

Except for the old man, I'm afraid no one will save him in this snowy day.

Helpless, before he passed out, Lao Dao transformed into a middle-aged man and protected him in his arms. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he caught Lao Dao and called him daddy.

Where has the old man raised children?

Especially something that cannot be beaten or scolded.

Therefore, the old Taoist left him and ran away.

But I didn't dare to go far, I saw him crying and calling him daddy all the time.

Oops, troublesome.

For the great calamity of Journey to the West, the old Taoist decided to feed him first.

The veteran has heard this call "Daddy" for more than ten years.

When he reaches adulthood, the old Taoist should take him back to heaven to wait for the great disaster.

This is the duty and obligation of the veteran.

After making the canopy, he was still as naive as when he was a child. He often cried to the old man and told him that he regretted it and that he missed his father.

But no, in order to comply with the number of days, this is what he must go through.

Lao Dao is not his father, Lao Dao doesn’t want a child as stupid as him..."

He talked nonchalantly, with nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, but no regrets.

Bo Jin sneered: "He took his memory and was cast into a pig fetus, watching his biological parents being tortured and killed again and again, and watching his blood relatives being eaten.

Are you wrong, or is the number of days wrong? "

"I am not wrong. Since the beginning of time, all living things have been entangled with cause and effect.

If the Three Realms are overthrown, the way of heaven will destroy them by killing and calamity. Only by cutting off the cause and effect and boiling the soup to stop it can the peace of the Three Realms be maintained.

The Great Tribulation of Journey to the West is like the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods in those days, using the two religions of Jie and Chan as cause and effect to survive the calamity of heaven and earth. "He lowered his eyes, neither sad nor happy.