My immortal cultivation game has come true

"Leave!"

"Yes, disciple, take your leave!"

Xuan Qing looked respectful, bowed and slowly left the room.

Outside.

The two boys were waiting early.

Speaking of it.

Although these two were the boys sitting under Laojun and had a noble status, they lived a very lonely life on weekdays.

As the saying goes, it is lonely at the top, and the Tushita Palace in the thirty-three heavens cannot be higher.

In the entire Tushita Palace, besides the master, there were only the two boys left, and the old cow who slept all day.

Creaky~

The door opened.

I saw Junior Brother Xuan Qing walking out of the master's room.

The two boys were startled at first, and then they seemed to have seen something extremely interesting.

"Puchi~"

"Haha~hahaha."

"Junior Brother, you...your forehead" Jin Ling Boy held his abdomen with one hand and pointed at the other's head with the other hand.

"Uh"

Xuan Qing was puzzled.

He touched his forehead and saw a huge bulge, which was a little painful to touch.

It was just... hit by the ancestor!

Suddenly.

Xuanqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

With his current cultivation, it is naturally impossible for him to get red and swollen by being bumped. Only the ancestor used special means to achieve such an effect.

"Junior brother... why is there a bulge on your head?"

"Haha, I guess it must be hit by the master."

Poor.

The two boys are really pitiful. They have no entertainment methods on weekdays. Such a small scene can poke their funny points.

Laughed for a while.

As if he remembered something.

Jin Ling Tongzi pulled Xuanqing's sleeve, with curiosity in his eyes, and asked:

"Junior brother, you are a Taoist priest in the human world, can you tell us the story of the human world?"

"The story of the human world?" Xuanqing's eyes were deep, and he looked thoughtful.

He thought about it.

"Let's talk as we walk. There's too much to talk about in this world!"

That's it.

Xuanqing began to tell the two boys about the world.

He didn't say anything else.

He just told them what he had seen and heard since he came to Black Wind Town.

When the two boys heard about those bullying and oppression of the good, they immediately showed anger and shouted that they would teach them a lesson.

Later.

They heard that Xuanqing, the protagonist, had dealt with all those people, even the Guanyin Zen Temple behind them, and they couldn't help but applaud.

Yinling Boy even chimed in and said, "I don't think there are any good people in the Buddhist sect. The person who came to get the elixir said that the chief instructor, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, was the most domineering in the heavenly court."

"That's right, even the gatekeeper who guards the gate of heaven is a dog-eyed person who looks down on others~"

The two boys muttered.

Whenever the Heavenly Court sent people to fetch the elixir, it was the only channel for the two brothers to obtain information from the outside world.

"By the way, Junior Brother Xuanqing, just now I said that the people built a temple for you. As the master of a temple, why don't you even have a whisk?"

Jin Ling asked curiously.

Why no whisk?

Why else could it be? Of course it's because of poverty.

"Jin Ling, you don't know. Although I have a 5,000-year-old peach branch, I can make the handle of the whisk, but I don't have the material to make the whisk tail."

Xuanqing smiled and shook his head.

Then.

With a thought, he took out the 5,000-year-old peach wood and showed it to the two boys.

However.

After seeing this 5,000-year-old peach branch.

The two boys showed extremely disgusted eyes on their faces, as if they were saying that this was garbage from somewhere.

The two brothers looked at each other.

It seems that although the human world is fun, it is too poor. Junior Brother Xuanqing is so pitiful that he actually thought of using such garbage to make a whisk.

Suddenly.

A light bulb flashed in the mind of the Silver Spirit Boy.

"Hey, I remember that the master used to have a whip for beating cows. If we disassemble the whip, we can just get the handle."

"No, what's the use of just the handle? What about the tail?" The Golden Spirit Boy waved his hand and retorted.

Hearing this.

"Hehe~" The corners of the Silver Spirit Boy's mouth cracked, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

"Good brother, it's not easy to get the tail. Our master's cow eats and sleeps all day, and sleeps for more than a month..."

The Silver Spirit Boy's eyes rolled around, and he lowered his voice and said, "I think its tail is good, why don't we take it."

As soon as these words came out.

Xuanqing's heart trembled.

These two naughty kids really know how to think, and they dare to beat the attention of the ancestor's cow?

He clearly remembered that after the old cow came down to earth, it first beat Sun Wukong, then beat a group of heavenly soldiers and generals, the Water Deity Star Lord, the Fire Deity Star Lord, and even the three-headed and six-armed Nezha, but it was no match for the old cow.

Perhaps some people say that the old cow just borrowed the power of Laojun's magic weapon and has no ability itself.

But think about it, the two boys, Jin Ling and Yin Ling, who also came down to earth with Laojun's treasure, were easily dealt with.

"Two senior brothers, I will slowly find a way to deal with this whisk, don't do this!"

Xuanqing hurriedly bowed and persuaded.

Not to mention the strength of the old cow, just the identity of the ancestor's mount, you can't pull its hair.

However.

The two boys, who were extremely bored and almost crazy on weekdays, found such a fun thing, so how could they give up.

"Brother, you don't need to say more. We are all under the master's command. We should help and support each other. As the master of a temple, you don't even have a whisk. How can this be justified?"

"That's right. If you are afraid, we will start the fight later. You should wait here obediently."

The two boys talked to each other, but they had already made up their minds to do the "fun thing" of plucking the cow's tail hair.

The words came to this point.

"Alas!"

Xuan Qing sighed.

These two cheap brothers led the way, gave gifts, and finally helped to make pills by lighting fire and blowing wind, but it was not good to offend each other.

Thinking about it.

"Two brothers, I will wait here!" Xuan Qing bowed his hands.

This was the first time he met the ancestor. How could he do something like plucking the ancestor's mount hair.

The two boys looked at each other again, their eyes full of eagerness.

"Then, Junior Brother, don't move around here. We will come back to give you the fur after we pluck it."

After saying that.

The two boys hooked their shoulders and skipped towards the direction where the old cow lived.

On the aisle.

Looking at the direction where the two brothers left, Xuanqing sighed in his heart that the two boys were really naughty.

His Fatty and Huai Qingyun were sensible. One helped him farm, and the other received pilgrims. They were both good at work.

"The children of the poor have grown up early. The ancients were not wrong!"

Xuanqing shook his head.

Just right.

The fairy spirit in the Tushita Palace is extremely rich. Although it is not as good as the innate qi, it is much stronger than the ordinary spiritual energy in the mortal world.

"Why not take this opportunity to practice and stabilize it!"

Xuanqing sat down cross-legged.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly!

Something strange happened! !