The tea that Shancai boy made secretly was drunk by someone else before he could taste it.

It just happened that someone would find out now, how tragic.

When Sun Wukong saw the appearance of Shancai Boy, he chuckled and hurried to find Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Over there, the act of Shancai Tongzi stealing the ninth-grade lotus tea was discovered. After being severely reprimanded by his senior brother, he was also given twenty whips, which made Shancai Tongzi hate Sun Wukong to death in his heart.

Guanyin Bodhisattva had a kind look on her face. After hearing Sun Wukong's detailed account, she remained silent and just handed him a bottle of elixir.

"This is a bottle of elixir I made in my spare time. It can dispel the deadly poison. I see that there is still deadly poison in your body. Take one first. Then, even if you are hit by Hades' whip in the future, it won't matter..."

Guanyin Bodhisattva is truly compassionate. Although Sun Wukong is naughty, he knows what is right and wrong at this time and bows to the Bodhisattva.

"Thank you so much, Bodhisattva. Please come with me when the time comes and help me rescue the three hostages and my second brother..."

"Well, I'll go with you and see what's going on."

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, signaling Sun Wukong to go first and she would follow.

Auspicious clouds fell ten miles outside Fengxian County City. Zhang Fan, who was drinking tea, raised his head. The people who came should be from the Heavenly Palace. Were they the reinforcements brought by the monkey?

"Keep an eye on the prisoners. Hua Yueying will make another cup of tea. We have guests coming..."

Zhang Fan looked up and motioned Hua Yueying to make tea, while Taishang Laojun had already come over. He transformed himself into an old man with a cane and knocked on the door to ask for a bowl of tea.

"Come in, please!"

Zhang Fan did not point it out, but just invited Taishang Laojun into the yard for tea. As soon as Taishang Laojun entered the door, he seemed to hear a sound coming from the backyard. Now he asked even though he knew the answer, what was the sound?

"It was the three princes of Fengxian County. They brought people to beat my servant to death and took the servant's body away. Although my servant, the Yellow Lion Monster, came down to earth as a demon, he did not hurt anyone and did not do anything against the will of heaven. He just took the weapons of Sun Wukong and others, but was beaten to death by them. The Yellow Lion Monster was also wrong first, and I didn't want anyone to pay for his life, but the Yellow Lion Monster was my servant, and his body should belong to me..."

"The three princes of Fengxian County secretly hid the bodies of my slaves and offended me. I just had them trapped as a minor punishment. I don't think it's a big deal..."

Zhang Fan said this lightly, but Taishang Laojun on the side also knew what was going on.

That is, although he tried his best to hide it, he still lost in front of this person who looked like an ordinary person.

Taishang Laojun couldn't help but look at Zhang Fan again.

The mortal in front of him looked to be only in his twenties, with a high nose bridge and a flat head. He was handsome but a little thin, but his eyes were as clear and bright as stars, making you reluctant to look away after just one more glance.

Moreover, this person gives people a very strange feeling, but at first glance he looks like an ordinary person.

But an ordinary mortal, whose slaves can kill hundreds of thousands of people in an instant, can capture Zhu Bajie's soul in just one encounter and replace the soul of a person?

Zhu Bajie is no ordinary deity, he is the Altar Purifier of Lingshan. He is very powerful both in Buddhism and in Heaven. Moreover, he can perform thirty-six transformations and his fighting power in Buddhism is very strong.

Such a powerful immortal was not able to defeat the young man's servant at all.

But the White Impermanence and the girl in front of him who was dressed as a maid and served tea and water, could not conceal the obedience between their eyebrows.

Moreover, these two people were really doing the work of servants. Bai Wuchang was even lighting a fire in the kitchen, and he was very hardworking. His expression did not seem fake at all, and there was no reluctance at all, as if being able to do these things was his greatest honor.

This is the most terrifying thing.

The young man in front of me has such powerful servants, how could he be an ordinary person?

Whenever Taishang Laojun talked to Zhang Fan, he would prick up his ears and listen to him, not daring to be careless at all.

When Taishang Laojun heard what Zhang Fan said, he really felt that what he said made sense. He even nodded, thinking that what Zhang Fan said did make some sense.

They just want the slave's body back.

It did not say that Sun Wukong or Jin Chanzi should be beaten to death, nor did it even say that Zhu Bajie should be beaten to death.

He just wanted Jin Chanzi to come in person to exchange it with the corpse of the yellow lion monster, and mentioned one thing in passing: whoever led the troops to kill the yellow lion monster in the first place should be asked to apologize afterwards, and he did not hold on to it or make abnormally excessive demands.

"I heard what this young man said, and it makes sense. However, I don't know where his master is and where his cave is."

Taishang Laojun knew that he could not hide the truth from Zhang Fan, so he simply stopped pretending and asked him directly about his master and origins. This was also a way of finding out the truth. If he could establish a relationship with him, Taishang Laojun planned to make a big deal out of a small matter.

If the person's background is shocking, he would be more willing to act as a peacemaker and then sell a benefit to Zhang Fan.

After all, Sun Wukong and the others are the Buddha's men in Lingshan. Even if they suffer a little loss, what does it have to do with him?

"I am just an idle mortal, without any master or background. Just because I am an ordinary person, can't I seek justice for my servant?"

Zhang Fan looked calm and composed, but what he said left Taishang Laojun speechless for a moment.

No inheritance or origin?

How can someone without any heritage or background be so powerful?

Do you really think that he has lived in vain at his age? Or do you think that he is really old and his eyes are blurry, and he can't see that each of the servants of this young man is extraordinary?

How can such a capable person keep saying that he is just an ordinary person?

Haha, only a god would believe such words. He wouldn’t believe it anyway.

You don't even have the ability or confidence to face the Buddha's great disciple, so how dare you talk about seeking justice for a slave?

Even though he had clearly seen through his identity, he was not surprised at all and even dared to make conditions to him. This was completely putting himself on the same level as Tian Ting or Jin Chanzi.

But given the ability of their servants, they are fully confident enough to do so.

To support the subordinates and to seek justice requires strength. Where on earth did such ordinary people come from?

I have never seen it before?

Taishang Laojun's mind went through many twists and turns at once, but his expression remained calm, and he still looked like a smiling old man. He exchanged pleasantries with Zhang Fan for a long time before he smiled and walked out of the courtyard with his cane.

But soon after he went out, he disappeared outside the small courtyard like a wisp of smoke.

Hua Yueying in the yard began to laugh.

"My Lord, look at this Taishang Laojun. I don't know how he will evaluate you when he goes to heaven."