Chapter 35 Kong Shuang Selects a Concubine◇

◎Bald little brother◎

Under the setting sun, Zhunti, who was standing in front of the stone house, had his robes stained with dust. He was pale, barely breathing, and looked extremely pitiful.

It was so pitiful that Kong Shuang felt like he was bullying him.

But she didn't feel guilty at all. She cleared her throat and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhunti, is this feasible?"

Zhunti gritted his teeth. He was sure that if he said no, Kong Shuang would definitely turn around and leave in the next second without any reluctance.

"Then please take a look at it, fellow Taoists."

Zhunti summoned disciples from Lingshan. There were seven of them in total, including him, Jieyin's disciples, and those who came to Lingshan to practice but had not formally become his disciples. In total, they were no more than a pair of hands.

Kong Shuang sometimes clicked his tongue and sometimes sighed, treating the selection of his apprentice as if it were the selection of a concubine.

Tongtian frowned his delicate brows and glanced suspiciously at Kong Shuang who was looking around expectantly beside him. He felt that even Emperor Jun might not be so excited when choosing a concubine.

Until the Lingshan disciples came one after another, a young bald monk wearing a gray monk's robe with tattered patches on it appeared in front of everyone.

Even the coarse cloth and tattered clothes could not hide this man's outstanding appearance, and this outfit even made him look inexplicably attractive.

In the spiritually barren West, most of the creatures raised there are ugly and ugly, and not very good-looking, such as the two most famous bald men in the West.

But the appearance of this monk proved that there are still good-looking people in the West, and it saved the West a little bit of face.

At least when Tongtian saw that person, an idea suddenly came to his mind:

OK, the old problem has come back again.

The person who was ill specifically referred to as Kong Shuang. Having known her for tens of thousands of years, he had already understood her temperament and character completely. Kong Shuang had inherited the Phoenix's biggest shortcoming - love of beauty!

This is specifically manifested in Kong Shuang's various bewildered reactions when he first saw him.

Although he is not a ghost, this is not important. What is important is that the nature of being possessed by a ghost is that it can make people obsessed, and after being obsessed, they can also come down from it. This involves another of Kong Shuang's temperament - falling in love with someone else.

Don’t you see that every time she saw Nuwa, she wanted to stick her whole body to her. If there was no Fuxi beside Nuwa to stop her, she would have been taken to the Immortal Volcano by Kong Shuangjiao.

He suspected that Kong Shuang also wanted to take this bald man to the Immortal Volcano.

How to say it, Kong Shuang really didn't have this idea. She just simply thought that this little bald guy was so handsome, it would be a pity to keep him in the West, so she would try to persuade as many people as possible to defect.

Besides, it is pleasant to have a good-looking person around. In the past, every time she was irritated by Tongtian, she would calm down as soon as she saw his face.

Good-looking people are so privileged.

She beckoned the bald boy forward with her finger, and gently asked him in the voice of the legendary Big Bad Wolf and Little White Rabbit, "Are you willing to stay and serve Shangqing and me?"

The bald young man clasped his hands together and lowered them, his eyes quickly sweeping over Tongtian. Ever since he last heard Shangqing preach, he had been wondering when he could see Shangqing again. He didn't expect it to be so soon. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing."

The young man is teachable, and it seems that he can be persuaded to rebel soon. Kong Shuang nodded with satisfaction and said, "In that case, come with us."

She grabbed Tongtian with her backhand and pulled him towards the small dark room, no, it was a small stone room, but she pulled but it didn't move.

What's going on again? She turned around in confusion and saw Tongtian staring at the bald boy. His eyes were dark and his emotions could not be discerned, but one thing he was sure of was that he was interested in the bald boy.

Under his gaze, the bald boy lowered his head deeply, his ears turning red.

Kong Shuang had a vague sense of foreboding, and she quickly comforted herself that it was definitely not what she thought.

She calmed herself down, and when she looked at the bald boy again, she suddenly felt that he didn't seem so likable. She asked, "I don't know how to call you yet. What's your name?"

The bald boy lowered his head even further and said in a trembling voice, "My Lady, I am the humble monk Jin Chanzi."

Kong Shuang: "Go back!"

Kong Shuang doesn't like bald people, and has always disliked them, starting from her previous life, because there was a bald man who always bullied her childhood idol Monkey Brother, not to mention that she has an indissoluble bond (grudge) with two bald men in this life.

Under Zhunti's resentful gaze, Kong Shuang gave up the idea of ​​finding a Western disciple to serve him, and walked into the stone house with a sour face.

The room is empty, completely empty. There is nothing in it except four walls. I still need to buy furniture myself.

Kong Shuang couldn't help but complain: "What a lousy place this is." She turned around and assured Tongtian: "Don't worry, my Immortal Volcano is a thousand times and ten thousand times better than this place. I won't let you down."

Tongtian casually set up a formation to prevent anyone from prying. Upon hearing this, he twitched his lips and asked, "What happened to you just now? Why did you suddenly change your attitude towards that disciple named Jin Chanzi? I saw that you used to like him quite a lot."

Kong Shuang was horrified. Why was Tongtian suddenly so interested in a little monk? She recalled Jin Chanzi's appearance again. He was indeed the royal brother whom countless female monsters were vying to marry. Could it be that Tongtian was also attracted to him?

She changed her approach and said, "Why are you paying so much attention to him? Are you planning to take him in as a disciple again?"

Tongtian didn't deny nor agree, and said, "I asked you first? Why did you suddenly change your attitude?"

Kong Shuang became even more anxious. Jin Chanzi would later become a disciple of the Buddha, that is, Duobao's apprentice. Wouldn't you be stealing his apprenticeship from him? Wouldn't that mess up the order of generations?

She decided to quickly dismiss Tongtian's horrible idea: "Who the hell is that little monk? When did I ever like him? I originally thought he was pretty good-looking, and it would be pleasing to the eye to have him around, but—"

She paused, grabbed his sleeve, and changed her tone to one of accusation: "It's all your fault!"

"Blame me?"

"That's right, it's all your fault." Kong Shuang nodded vigorously. "I originally kept him around just because I thought he was pleasing to the eye, but the next second I saw you, and he lost even that one good quality. What am I still keeping him for?"

Although he knew she was talking nonsense, Tongtian's mood suddenly improved, and he felt inexplicably happy.

This answer was probably the one he wanted, he thought.

"Then will you still accept him as your disciple?" Seeing that his expression relaxed, Kong Shuang continued to ask.

Tongtian glanced at her indifferently, not understanding: "When did I ever say I wanted to take Jin Chanzi as my apprentice?"

How desperate must he be to choose to take Jin Chanzi as his disciple to benefit Kong Shuang!

Both of them got the answers they wanted, and they were satisfied with each other and began to meditate and practice.

Tongtian's magical powers were greatly reduced, and Kong Shuang had just had an epiphany. Both of them needed to practice in seclusion to recover.

This retreat lasted for hundreds of years. They were obsessed with cultivation and couldn't extricate themselves. Zhunti Jieyin, who was waiting outside, was impatient. He thought that these two people were just taking a short rest, but who knew that they would never come out after entering the room.

There was a ban in the house, and they had no ability to break it open by force, so they could only wait in vain.

After his mentality collapsed, Zhunti developed a demon in his heart. Seeing the two people enjoying themselves and acting tyrannically in Lingshan, dark thoughts came to his mind one after another. Jie Yin stopped them and warned him:

"Whatever you want to do, you have to wait until the spiritual vein is repaired before you do anything. The remaining spiritual vein in the west really can't stand the tossing."

Zhunti agreed with tears in his eyes, but seeing that both of them were in seclusion and could not come out, he gradually could not bear it anymore.

With Jie Yin blocking his way, he didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary, so he discussed with Jie Yin: "Brother, the West can't wait for them forever. Why don't we use some unusual means? Who knows what they are doing in there? We won't be able to see it. Tell me, if Yuan Shi knew that Tong Tian was in the same room with Kong Shuang, that little demon girl, and didn't let anyone see it, what would he do?"

This trick was really mean. Jie Yin broke out in a cold sweat and shook his head quickly. After shaking his head, he felt that this plan was feasible. He was thinking about the West. Once Yuanshi came, he was afraid that Tongtian would not come out.

They acted immediately and decided to send a message to Kunlun Mountain.

The two people had good ideas, but they misjudged the situation in the East.

Over the past thousands of years, the situation in the East has changed drastically. Let’s start with the two tribes of witches and liches. After the demon tribe surrendered, the witch tribe lived a happy life with no one competing for its territory.

Afterwards, the demon clan stood up again.

The demon clan's god of war, Donghuang Taiyi, had previously been seriously injured in a single battle against the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. He was so seriously injured that he could not even change into a human form. He directly turned into a bloody three-legged golden crow and floated back to the Sun Star.

When the Demon King saw that this was not acceptable, he quickly admitted defeat as the strongest fighting force of our demon clan was gone. The demon commanders, demon generals and demon masters refused to agree. Even though Donghuang was gone, we were not dead yet!

If you don’t die, then fight!

Di Jun's emotional intelligence is higher than those who are always shouting for war and killing. He held a small meeting:

Although the Wu Clan is powerful now, we will definitely be the winners in the future as long as we can survive.

The demons: "What do you mean?"

Di Jun felt extremely disgusted with this group of roughnecks and quietly hinted, "Although the Wu Clan has the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, we in the Demon Clan have two saints."

However, the saint is in the future, so the demon clan has to hide until Nuwa and Kunpeng become saints, and then they will win. By then, let alone a few small hills, the entire prehistoric world will be ours.

The monsters were suddenly enlightened and expressed their admiration for Di Jun. Otherwise, anyone who could become the leader of the monster tribe must be smarter than them.

As for Donghuang Taiyi, he returned to the Sun Star due to serious injuries. Di Jun directly sealed the Sun Star to prevent others from disturbing Taiyi while he was recuperating. So he slept on the Sun Star for thousands of years.

The Jinwu brothers were born on the Sun Star. In other words, the Sun Star is their mother. In the embrace of their mother, who is the most suitable place for recuperation, their cultivation speed must have increased rapidly.

So, when he appeared in front of everyone, people were surprised to find that he had beheaded another corpse.

This corpse-beheading speed is second to none in the prehistoric world, and no one dares to claim to be the first. At least no one has heard of any movement from the three in Kunlun Mountain next door.

The demons all asked him to come out and share his experience in beheading corpses. Taiyi blushed and said, "I don't really have any experience. It's just that when I saw the true form of Pangu the Father in the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons formation, I realized how powerful Pangu's power was, and I felt something..."

Everyone understood that this opportunity was hard to come by!

This luck is unique!

Even Di Jun, a crazy brother protector, couldn't help but feel a little envious and jealous. His Majesty the Demon King was focused on the affairs of the demon clan and didn't kill a single corpse.

When the Witch Clan heard about this, they didn't expect that they had made wedding dresses for their mortal enemy in vain. They were furious and immediately decided not to use the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons Formation at will in the future. It would be bad if someone else killed the corpse again.

The ones who were most stimulated were not the witch clan, but three brothers who had always been regarded as the driving force for progress, but this time became negative examples.

Laozi ignored everything, Tongtian was not in the East, and Yuanshi, who had the worst temper, heard some rumors:

"The Three Pure Ones are the direct descendants of the Taoist Ancestor, and they also hold the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Why haven't they killed the second corpse yet? Look at Donghuang of the demon race, he killed two corpses in ten thousand years. It's a pity not to give him the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"One Qi gave rise to the Three Pure Ones, but the Sun Star only gave birth to two. So, three is indeed inferior to two..."

Yuanshi was a pure-hearted Taoist who followed the way of nature and did not care about fame or fortune. In addition, he was always arrogant and did not care about these things. However, there were too many people who said this.

Three people make a tiger!

Yuanshi went into seclusion and vowed not to come out until he had killed the corpse.

Therefore, the letter sent by Zhunti Jieying was put into cold storage for quite a long time.