Chapter 30: Accepting Duobao as a Disciple◇
◎Ten thousand words long chapter◎
Emperor Jun bribed his sister-in-law to make the moon rise in the sky early, and then went to the bridal chamber happily, leaving all the monsters to revel.
As soon as the boss left, the monsters, who were naturally bold, especially after drinking, could no longer suppress their primitive desires. Some showed their true forms, some started fighting, and even Nuwa went to Fuxi to talk about love in this wonderful atmosphere.
Kong Shuang glanced around and saw several cute little demons whose prototypes should be quite in line with Tongtian's aesthetic taste, but Tongtian lacked interest and looked completely uninterested.
She thought so too. Although those little demons were cute, how could they compare to her? Tongtian had already seen how beautiful and soft his feathers were, so how could he look down on those coquettish and cheap girls?
Kong Shuang was lost in thought when Tong Tian, standing opposite her, stood up, walked up to her, and extended his hand to her: "We should go now."
She cautiously grasped the slender arm hidden under the wide sleeves of her robe, very reluctantly: "So soon? I'm going to the West at night, just like those two bald donkeys who are begging for money."
Tongtian pulled her up and said in a tone that brooked no refusal: "Kong Shuang, don't run away!"
Kong Shuang snorted and followed him: "You are a worm in my stomach, how do you know everything?"
This sentence seemed to please Tongtian, and she heard him let out a light laugh.
Kong Shuang caught up with him, and the two of them strolled beneath the nebula. She discussed with him, "Since we're going to work together from now on, we need to establish three rules and avoid internal strife."
Tongtian became interested, turned around, and raised his thick black eyebrows: "What did you say?"
Kong Shuang chuckled and said, "First, you have to stand on my side. If those two bald guys bully me, you have to help me."
Tongtian nodded: "Of course."
"Second, I need ample rest time. You can't force me to work. I simply want to earn merit. I have four hours a day, no 996. The rest of the time I want to be free to do whatever I want."
Tongtian tilted his head, his dark eyes showing some complicated emotions, and replied with difficulty: "Alright."
"The last one—" Kong Shuang dragged out his voice, approached him with ill intentions, and grabbed his hand: "We are half colleagues, so naturally we should be closer."
Tongtian resisted for a few times, and then heard Kong Shuang say: "Of course, in exchange, I can transform back into my true form when no one is around."
His eyes lit up, and he changed his attitude and held her hand instead.
A blush slowly appeared on Kong Shuang's snow-white cheeks. She could hardly believe that he was so smart.
Kong Shuang refused to go knocking on the western door at night like a poor relative who was begging for money. Instead, he took a leisurely walk under the moon from dusk to dawn.
Di Jun's bridal chamber was complete, and the two of them went from basking in the moonlight to basking in the sun.
When one reaches their level of cultivation, they naturally don't feel tired, but they will feel bored. Kong Shuang was originally looking forward to holding hands and basking in the moonlight, but soon he became extremely disgusted.
It would be more interesting to just go into seclusion.
Tongtian has a free and easy personality, with a charming look and is very pleasing to the eye, but he can't stand his foul mouth, which he doesn't even notice.
Some things that you have always held in your heart will no longer be precious to you once you get them.
Kong Shuang was bored, and finally when the first ray of light from the sun star shone on Honghuang, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Tongtian on the other side also breathed a sigh of relief. After a night passed, he began to think about whether he should hint to Kong Shuang and ask her to fulfill her promise first.
It also made him addicted to it...
At this moment, a voice that was very familiar to Kong Shuang came from a distance. It was so familiar that this voice had been her nightmare for quite a long time:
"My fellow Daoist and I have a destiny in the West!"
She let go of Tongtian's hand, and tried to hold back, but still couldn't. She turned into a stream of light and landed in front of Zhunti Jieying. She saw Zhunti holding a small knife in his hand and was about to shave the hair of a little radish head.
Little Radish Head was wearing a snow-white Taoist robe. His originally flawless clothes were covered with mud, even his face was covered with mud. However, even though his face was covered with filth, it still couldn't hide Little Radish Head's beauty.
He had two small round buns on his head and a cute face, but now his eyes were filled with tears and he was about to cry.
Kong Shuang was extremely distressed when he saw this. His inner universe immediately exploded and he angrily said, "Zhunti, are you forcing me to be a bald donkey again?"
Kong Shuang was very familiar with Zhunti's voice. Similarly, Zhunti was also very familiar with her voice. Without even looking at her, he just focused on shaving the little carrot-headed boy's head and replied, "This little demon, like you, has a connection with the West."
The next second, a slender hand grabbed the knife in his hand, and she said, "Today, let me cure your bad habit of talking nonsense."
Although her hands looked delicate and weak, and there was no sign of spiritual power flowing, Zhunti found that he could not move and was clamped.
The little carrot head was very good at reading people's expressions. When he saw Zhunti was controlled, he quickly rushed behind Kong Shuang and hugged her thighs: "Great Immortal, save me."
Zhunti was not alone, and there was Jie Yin beside her who always went in and out with her. As soon as she saw Kong Shuang coming up, she attacked Zhunti and immediately raised her Qinglian Baose Flag and fanned it towards Kong Shuang.
When the Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag came out, it brought up a green shadow, which flew past Kong Shuang's cheek, leaving a very light red mark.
This was a posture for close combat. Kong Shuang waved her sleeve lightly, and a huge golden lotus spun out from her sleeve, slowly enlarging and flashing with brilliant light. It was the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit that Kong Shuang had snatched from Jie Yin's hand.
Kong Shuang didn't have to use the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit, but she felt that if she used this magic weapon to defeat Jie Yin and Zhunti, both of them would look very happy.
Having been sworn enemies for many years, Jie Yin immediately understood what Kong Shuang meant. His indifferent eyes became more sinister, "Fellow Daoist, you are going too far!"
"So what?" Kong Shuang chuckled.
In mid-air, the Azure Lotus Treasure Color Flag had become entangled with the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit. In terms of rank, the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit was superior, but in terms of the magical power of the masters who controlled them, Jie Yin was more powerful. Moreover, Kong Shuang had to divert his attention to deal with Zhunti, so the two were evenly matched.
The Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag and the Twelve-Level Merit Golden Lotus were evenly matched for a moment. Kong Shuang and Jie Yin below had already begun to fight with their eyes. At this moment, a long sword emitting green light slashed across the sky.
This sword seemed to be mixed with the tremendous power of Pangu's axe that split the chaos. The entangled Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag and the Twelve-Rank Merit Golden Lotus were split apart at once, causing Jie Yin and Kong Shuang to retreat dozens of feet.
Seeing this sword with a force of a thousand pounds, Jie Yin felt as if something passed through his mind and disappeared in an instant!
Kong Shuang was too busy to take care of himself and only had time to hold the little carrot head in his arms. Naturally, he released the shackled Zhunti in his hands. Zhunti was caught off guard by the sword energy and was knocked into a towering tree. How could a sword stop Zhunti who had the cultivation level of a Daluo Jinxian? He broke in half and fell to the ground with a bang.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhunti quickly stabilized himself, and the next second, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Compared with him, Kong Shuang and Jie Yin retreated dozens of feet but were unharmed.
Upon seeing this, Zhunti vomited another mouthful of blood.
At this moment, a young man wearing a bright red Bagua robe walked out of the clouds, walked down the steps lazily from the sky, casually grasped the green long sword that seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth, and walked towards Kong Shuang.
As soon as he saw the person coming, Kong Shuang dropped the little carrot head in his hand, ran towards him with a wronged look on his face, pointed at his cheek, and complained: "Look, they want to disfigure me, I don't care, you promised me that you would stand up for me."
Tongtian tilted his head and glanced at her snow-white cheek. There was a very shallow scar on it, but because her skin was too white and delicate, it seemed a little shocking.
Jie Yin, who was supporting the limping Zhunti, almost vomited blood.
What do you mean by wanting to ruin your appearance? You are already a Golden Immortal, you can look like whatever you want. Who can ruin your appearance? It's really shameless.
Tongtian is our senior brother, how could he possibly believe your extremely lame excuse.
He was no pushover either, and imitated Kong Shuang's behavior, complaining: "Brother Tongtian, don't listen to Kong Shuang's nonsense. She was the one who started it without knowing right or wrong. Look how she bullied Brother Zhunti."
As he spoke, he pulled Zhunti, who looked unconvinced, forward.
It goes without saying who looks more pitiful.
Tongtian said nothing, glanced at the seemingly innocent Kong Shuang, brushed her wound with his fingertips, and watched the wound disappear completely before turning back: "It's me."
"What?" Jie Yin asked in confusion.
Tongtian repeated again: "I hit him."
Jie Yin then understood that Tongtian meant that he was the one who injured Zhunti. His eyes couldn't help but become complicated. Tongtian's subtext was to protect Kong Shuang.
Zhunti had not expected this. When he heard Tongtian admit that he was the one who hurt him, he first mentioned him and said to him, "Senior Brother Tongtian was just trying to stop Senior Brother and Kong Shuang. I was hurt by mistake. Senior Brother is not to blame. Therefore, the culprit is still Kong Shuang."
Before he could finish his words, Jie Yin covered his mouth and said, "Shut up! Don't embarrass yourself here."
The little carrot head that Kong Shuang had just thrown down stretched out his two short legs and ran over, protecting Kong Shuang and shouting to Tongtian: "Don't blame the immortal, she was trying to protect me."
He finally understood that the person coming later was the most powerful one.
Zhunti frowned and scolded the little carrot head: "Shut up, you have no right to talk here. If it weren't for your predestined relationship with the West, how could you, with your status, be worthy of entering the West!"
The little carrot head lowered his head, and there was a hint of inferiority on his delicate face. He looked up at Zhunti unconvinced, then lowered his head unwillingly.
Kong Shuang snorted and glared at Zhunti:
"That's hard to say. In the prehistoric world, background is certainly important, but the heart of the Tao is the most important. Take you, fellow Taoist Zhunti, for example. Your background is not bad either. When I was a Golden Immortal, you were already a Daluo Golden Immortal. You are countless thousands of years older than me. How come you can't even beat me now? Could it be that this is also because of your background?"
Little Radish looked at Kong Shuang behind him, gritted his teeth, and said with a firm look: "The Immortal is right, I will definitely be as powerful as you in the future."
Kong Shuang found it funny and touched his head.
Zhunti's face turned red instantly, but he couldn't think of any rebuttal, so he could only turn his head away with hatred.
Tongtian nodded in agreement with what Kong Shuang and Little Radish said, lowered his head to look at Little Radish, and asked in a gentle voice, "Who are you?"
Little Radish Head timidly looked up at the handsome and powerful young man in front of him, then looked at Kong Shuang, the man he trusted the most so far. Encouraged and supported by Kong Shuang's eyes, he whispered, "Little Demon... Little Demon is a treasure-hunting rat."
He thought he would see disgust or disdain in the man's eyes, but he didn't. The handsome man still had a gentle look in his eyes and smiled at him and said, "Not bad."
Many years later, he still remembers how bright the man's eyes were and how convincing his smile was. The world has changed, but he remains the same, unchanged forever!
He said in a clear voice: "My name is Tongtian, I am the Taoist master of Zixiao Palace, and my Taoist name is Shangqing. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
What does it mean for Tongtian to accept disciples?
The Three Pure Ones are one family, and his disciples are also disciples of Laozi and Yuanshi, and even the great-grand-disciple of Taoist Hongjun. This status can instantly surpass most of the cultivators in the prehistoric times.
The legendary winning at the starting line!
You know, Tongtian has never accepted any disciples. If Little Radish Head really becomes Tongtian's disciple, he will be his founding disciple.
Zhunti couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he heard this.
The little mouse's follower is the treasure-hunting mouse. Although he can be considered a descendant of a prehistoric beast, he is actually a follower that even he despises. If he hadn't calculated that the mouse has a connection with the West and can help the West prosper in the future, he would not want to accept him as his disciple. What's more hateful is that even though he himself doesn't despise him, he still doesn't want to become his disciple!
Tongtian didn't know which eye was blind, but he actually favored this little mouse. If he really accepted him as his disciple, the first person who couldn't stand it might not be Tongtian's second brother Yuanshi who always hated the demon clan, but all the creatures in the prehistoric world.
We have worked so hard to become the orthodox Xuanmen, but you chose a mouse. Isn't this too much?
Kong Shuang frowned. She remembered that the Taoist name of Tongtian's future eldest disciple was Duobao Taoist, but she didn't know his background. However, based on Tongtian's personality, she could guess that he was not a good person.
She looked at the shocked little carrot-head and asked, "Do you have a name?"
"Huh?" The little carrot-haired boy asked in doubt, and said timidly: "The little demon has just transformed... and I haven't got a name yet..." As he spoke, his eyes suddenly turned, and he looked up at Tongtian with longing, and said boldly: "Teacher, can you help me choose a name?"
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head shyly and said, "If the teacher doesn't want me to, I'll just pick one myself!"
This was considered as an agreement. Tongtian smiled lightly, squatted down, and said gently: "Since you are my disciple, I am naturally willing."
Zhunti watched the two of them from the side, angry but unable to say anything. The little mouse was about to have his head shaved, but who would have thought that Kong Shuang would show up halfway and mess everything up.
Jie Yin looked at Kong Shuang with complicated eyes. The Heavenly Dao had once instructed that Kong Que was an important aid to the development of the West. Now it seemed that he seriously suspected that the Heavenly Dao was wrong. In recent years, every time the two brothers met Kong Shuang, nothing good had happened.
How could Kong Shuang possibly help the West prosper? It's obvious that he wants to prevent the West from ever prospering!
Tongtian looked at Little Radish and thought for a while before saying, "Since your follower is a treasure-hunting mouse, why not call him Duobao?"
Zhunti was stunned, his expression a little awkward. Shangqing Tongtian had always been someone he looked up to, no matter his background, cultivation, or even his magic weapons.
However, the level of naming made him feel more balanced for the first time. It had to be said that this name was too ordinary, so ordinary that he felt that it would be better if he were the one to choose it.
He hadn't finished bragging in his heart when he suddenly heard someone say with surprise, "As expected of you, Fellow Daoist Tongtian. The name Duobao is truly thought-provoking. It may seem ordinary, but upon closer inspection, it's a hidden gem. It's truly amazing."
When he looked over, he saw Kong Shuang looking at Tongtian with sparkling eyes, an expression of admiration.
The little mouse's eyes also lit up, and he said in surprise: "Teacher is really amazing!"
Zhunti sneered cruelly. He had always felt wary, disgusted and covetous towards Kong Shuang, but the first time he felt a little more disgusted. What kind of aesthetic was this? He had no vision.
No wonder her own name is not that good either, Kong Shuang, with Shuang here and Dan there. I wonder if she chose it herself?
After you tame her as your mount, be sure to change her name.
Zhunti was disgusted with Kong Shuang's behavior, and Tongtian also smiled and glared at her, shaking his wrist.
The meaning is very clear. Don't think that if you please me now, I will forget that you deliberately let go of my hand just now. You can't hold my hand anymore in the future!
Kong Shuang's exaggerated smile froze for a moment, and she quickly lowered her head to shift her attention to Duobao, who might be her future adopted son. She thought to herself that what Zhunti said was right, Duobao later became the Buddha of the West, and he did have a connection with the West.
She gently pushed Duobao and said, "Since your teacher has given you a name, why don't you go and pay your respects to your teacher?"
Duobao suddenly realized it, knelt on the ground, and bowed to the ground, saying: "Disciple Duobao greets the teacher, teacher, good health!"
Tongtian smiled and personally pulled her up, saying, "Since your master has named you Duobao, I will not let you bear this name in vain."
After saying that, he shook his sleeves slightly, and a bunch of magic weapons fell out of his sleeves and piled up on the ground, sparkling so much that they almost formed a small hill.
Zhunti Jieying stared at the magic weapon intently, his eyes red. He had heard that the Three Pure Ones were rich, but he never thought they were so extravagant?
Kong's eyes also turned red. Looking at the river of magic weapons pouring out, he seemed to be hesitant to speak. He really wanted to say to him: Don't give all to your eldest disciple. You will have millions of disciples in the future. If you give them all now, what will you give them later?
If all the millions of Golden Immortals in Jiejiao were pampered like this, ten Kunlun Mountains would not be enough to defeat them.
Her heart ached, and she turned her head. At a glance, she saw Zhunti standing next to her, who looked even more reluctant than herself. A small flame jumped out, and she snorted and said sarcastically, "What are you looking at? My Tongtian gives it to whoever he wants. You won't get a share if you look at it again."
Zhunti curled her lips and turned away.
Tongtian frowned, thinking that what Kong Shuang said was wrong. When did he become her family? But he was embarrassed to correct this statement. Should he say that he was from Yuanshi's family? That seemed even weirder.
He thought about it for a long time and felt that no matter what he said, it was wrong, so he didn't refute it.
Little Duobao exclaimed "Wow" and asked in surprise, "Teacher, are you going to give me all of these?"
Tongtian liked this disciple very much and was always very generous. He said to him, "I have given you the name Duobao, so I will make sure you live up to it."
After hearing this, Zhunti's eyes were filled with envy, and he even wanted to change his name.
Duobao had just transformed, and it was the first time he had seen so many magic weapons. He was happy, but also couldn't believe it. He put away his smile and intertwined his fingers together: "Disciple does not need so many good things. Teacher, just give me one, and I will be satisfied."
What an obedient and sensible little disciple! Kong Shuang touched his head, and a small red flame appeared in his palm: "I am a good friend of your teacher. This is the Immortal Divine Fire I got from the Immortal Volcano. Although it is not as good as your teacher's magic weapon, it can be used to refine pills and weapons. It is very useful."
Although alchemy and weapon refining seemed far away from him, it did not prevent him from yearning for it. Duobao looked at Tongtian and saw his teacher nodding with a smile. He then carefully took the Immortal Fire and said, "Thank you, Great Immortal."
Tongtian was very happy to have a precious disciple. In addition, Duobao had just transformed and had no orthodox method of cultivation, so he decided to preach to him on the spot.
He turned to discuss with Kong Shuang, who happily agreed and was very satisfied.
Zhunti Jie Yin had a bitter face. Generally speaking, preaching can take hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years. This can be seen from the fact that Hongjun could make even the most advanced cultivators fall asleep after just one of his preachings. Who knew how many years had passed since Tongtian finished his preaching?
What is lost is their time in the West!
Zhunti wanted to give a reminder, but Kong Shuang knew his thoughts best and slowly pushed it back.
Now Zhunti didn't dare to argue with her. Jie Yin had told him that she was indispensable to repairing the spiritual vein. If he made her unhappy, who knew if she would do anything to the spiritual vein?
They are the ones crying.
Zhunti was very angry.
As the teacher of millions of future Golden Immortals, Tongtian's teaching level can be seen from now:
This sermon was specifically for Duobao. For Kong Shuang, it was equivalent to the kindergarten level in the path of cultivation. She had already successfully passed the postgraduate entrance examination, but even so, she still listened with great interest.
The master and disciple practiced one-on-one teaching. Kong Shuang and Tongtian sat next to each other on the ground, with Zhunti Jieying meditating not far away on both sides. They were afraid that the two would do something weird after they finished preaching, so they decided to stay where they were and invite them to the West directly after the preaching.
Faced with Kong Shuang's enthusiasm for listening to his sermons, Tongtian felt that she was happy that she didn't have to go to the West for the time being, and shook his head with amusement.
This place is located at the junction of the East and the West, and is sparsely populated, let alone any powerful people coming here to preach. As soon as Tongtian started preaching, he quickly attracted many creatures to listen quietly.
He welcomed everyone who came, and more and more people gathered, forming a large crowd. Soon, several golden lights appeared in the crowd, and some monks actually had an epiphany on the spot and were promoted on the spot.
Kong Shuang smiled and gently pulled his sleeve, whispering: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you are really amazing."
His ears were tickled by the breath of hers. Tongtian pinched her ears while talking sweetly, and suddenly thought, how could a Golden Immortal feel itchy?
It doesn't make sense.
The two of them were so close that Zhunti was dumbfounded and almost wanted to beat his chest and stamp his feet:
Senior Brother Tongtian is such a good person, how could he be bewitched by that little witch Kong Shuang? Heaven is so unfair!
Jie Yin sent him a voice message: "Junior brother, have we forgotten something?"
Zhunti was furious: "Of course I forgot. If I had known, I would have gotten ahead of that little demon girl like Kong Shuang and walked her path, leaving her with no way to go!"
Jie Yin frowned. What a mess! "I mean, it's so rare for Senior Brother Tongtian to preach, and isn't it a shame that only you and I in the West can hear it?"
Zhunti's eyes lit up, and the two of them immediately used up a large amount of magic power to tear through the void and return to Lingshan. They took all the less than ten disciples in Lingshan back to their original place.
After all, it would be a waste not to take the class taught by a gold medal teacher!
They also had their own thoughts. Tongtian was their senior brother now, so the disciples of Lingshan were his nephews. As a senior uncle, when meeting his nephew for the first time, he should give him a gift...
Seeing Zhunti Jieyin bringing his family with him, Kong Shuang complained to Tongtian with a stern face: "Look at them, they don't even take you seriously."
Tongtian glanced at the large group of people in surprise, and looked at Zhunti differently. Most teachers did not like their disciples to listen to other people's Taoism, but these two were willing to bring all their disciples over.
That's why he accepted Duobao as his master. From a teacher's perspective, he understood that the two people from the West were truly making plans for their disciples.
He turned his head and comforted Kong Shuang: "Three thousand great ways, all can be heard."
Kong Shuang felt very awkward. She certainly understood the reasoning, and it would have been fine if it were anyone else, but when she thought about the two Westerners bringing their apprentices to take advantage of her, she felt uncomfortable all over. She could only reluctantly say, "I understand what you mean. I won't cause any trouble."
She looked at the group of disciples that Zhunti had led. Although two of them were ugly, they seemed to be good disciples, especially the one in the middle, who had red lips and white teeth, and a bald head, which actually gave him a somewhat abstinent feeling.
Kong Shuang's eyes lit up, and it seemed that - maybe - he might not be so unwilling...
There was still important work to do. Tongtian had only been preaching to Duobao for a hundred years. He realized that Duobao's comprehension was not very good, and that preaching more would be of no benefit.
Duobao is a sensitive child. Although he had never heard of the name of the Three Pure Ones before, he discovered from other people's conversations that his teacher was a very powerful being. He also saw other creatures having sudden enlightenment and breakthroughs one after another, while he had nothing. He couldn't help but wonder if he would bring shame to his teacher?
This thought flashed through his mind, and he soon remembered Kong Shuang's words that cultivation should focus on one's own Dao heart, and not simply on one's footwork. He clenched his fists and vowed to practice diligently and not bring shame to his teacher.
Although Little Radish Head was thinking wildly in his mind, it was all written on his face. A seasoned man like Kong Shuangtongtian could naturally see it, but it was difficult to reason with him, so he could only teach him a lesson.
The two agreed that once their strength improved, they would stop having wild thoughts.
After enlightening his disciples, a new problem arose. Duobao had officially embarked on the path of learning orthodox Xuanmen Taoism. What he needed to do now was to find a quiet place to retreat or practice. It would not be good to waste time with them in the West where the spiritual energy was not so abundant.
Tongtian pondered for a moment and finally made up his mind. He decided to go back to Kunlun Mountain in person to send his beloved apprentice back. His two brothers were there in Kunlun Mountain, and he could also give Xiao Duobao some special treatment.
Kong Shuang was horrified and waved his hands hurriedly to stop his bold and crazy idea.
When Yuanshi found out that Tongtian's eldest disciple was just an ordinary little mouse, he would be furious and use the Sanbao Jade Ruyi to smash Duobao to death.
After all, she has the experience of enduring Yuanshi's disdain for thousands of years.
Tongtian frowned, somewhat disagreeing with Kong Shuang's prejudice against Yuanshi. Yes, it was prejudice. He felt that Kong Shuang had always been prejudiced against his second brother.
The unpleasant parting on Kunlun Mountain was also due to this incident:
She felt that her brother treated Sibuxiang badly, and she always felt that sooner or later Sibuxiang would fall into his brother's hands. He thought, why did it come to this...
Then she flew away in anger, and before leaving, she vowed that she would never come to this shabby place again.
However, although he still favored his brother in his heart, he had to admit that Kong Shuang was right at this time.
Of course, Duobao had already performed the ceremony of becoming his apprentice and was a legitimate disciple of the Sanqing Dao. Yuanshi certainly could not kill him at will, so he could only pinch his nose and force himself to accept it, but he would definitely be given the cold shoulder.
In fact, it wouldn't matter if he got a few cold stares, but he had just accepted this precious little disciple, who was innocent and sincere, and he couldn't bear to let him experience the warmth and coldness of human nature now.
Kong Shuang slapped his thigh and came up with an idea: "How about this? Let me send Duobao to Wuzhuang Temple to live there for a while. Hongyun loves children the most and has raised many boys. One more or one less won't make much difference, and he'll have playmates."
There was a hint of smile in Tongtian's eyes, but he smiled without saying anything.
Kong Shuang stopped stroking Duobao's head and said guiltily, "I can also ask Zhen Yuanzi to preach to him and pick ginseng fruit for him to eat."
Although he didn't know what ginseng fruit was, Duobao still cooperated and swallowed his saliva.
The two Western onlookers looked at Duobao with envy. Ginseng fruit was such a precious thing, how could it be just a casual food for children to eat?
Kong Shuang took the opportunity to lure Duobao: "You don't know, you have a master uncle on Kunlun Mountain who is very fierce, but Wuzhuang Temple is different. There are two uncles who are very easy to talk to, and there are many little boys about your age who practice with you. Which one do you want to go to?"
Of course it’s Wuzhuang Temple, Duobao almost blurted out, but he felt that his teacher would be sad if he said he was going to Wuzhuang Temple, so he shook his head.
Tongtian knew what Duobao was thinking. Seeing Kong Shuang's triumphant expression on his face after his little plot succeeded, he lifted his sleeves and said, "Well, I'll go with you personally."
Kong Shuang was dumbfounded, his expression changing from bright to dark. After a long while, he cursed, "Damn Taoist priest, you tricked me!"
This name came out without thinking, as if it had been on the tip of the tongue thousands of times, just waiting to be said. As soon as it was said, Kong Shuang was stunned. It was really too smooth.
Her little thoughts were very obvious. When she brought Duobao back to Wuzhuang Temple, let alone getting to know people, Wanshou Mountain was still so big. If she took little Luobutou for a couple of slow circles, by then, the Westerners' food would be cold.
Tongtian bowed politely and smiled.
When they heard that Tongtian was also going to follow, how could Zhunti Jieyin do anything? One pulled his sleeve, the other hugged his thigh, and cried, "Brother, how can you go back on your word? You said before that you would go to our West after leaving Heaven. Now you have been teaching Taoism for a hundred years, why are you leaving now?"
Crying like she's dead...
Tongtian's eyelids twitched. He guessed Kong Shuang's thoughts, but ignored the two enemies flying over.
Kong Shuang smiled, and for the first time, he resonated with the two from the West. He picked up Duobao and flew into the sky, saying, "Look, you promised them both, so you must keep your promise."
Tongtian pushed or kicked the two enemies away with disgust, and waved to Kong Shuang: "Go, go!"
Kong Shuang chuckled and responded.
They dawdled on the way back to Wanshou Mountain at a leisurely pace. When he got excited, Kong Shuang took Duobao to the earth and taught him how to fight in the most enjoyable way.
After Duobao learned it with great interest, he found that Kong Shuang took him to travel by earth escape, which was much slower than flying in the clouds.
He was very puzzled and couldn't help asking: "Mrs. Kong Shuang, why don't we fly?"
It took Kong Shuang a long time to accept the change from Great Immortal to Empress, mainly because she felt that Great Immortal did not sound as nice as Empress.
After hearing Duobao's question, she coughed lightly and said seriously, "Although I am a bird, I am afraid of heights. I get dizzy easily if I fly in the sky for a long time."
Duobao still didn't understand the concept of a Daluo Jinxian's cultivation. He just felt that Madam Kong Shuang was really pitiful. She was already a Daluo Jinxian, but she was still afraid of heights. It was really pitiful. He took her little hand and said softly, "Madam, don't be sad. Wait until I learn alchemy from the teacher, and then you won't feel dizzy anymore."
I am already a Daluo Jinxian, but I still can't avoid taking medicine. Kong Shuang said implicitly: "But the medicine is not tasty. It will be even more difficult for the queen to take the pill."
Duobao said innocently, "Then I will make delicious pills for you, my lady."
Kong Shuang's eyes were filled with tears: "I, I, I—thank you!"
The journey to Wanshou Mountain took a very long time. During the long journey, Duobao witnessed a small-scale fight between the Lich and the Warlock tribes, then the second and third time, and then countless times.
He was amazed at first, but then he became extremely bored. He asked Kong Shuang, "My Lady, why do they always have to let us see them fight?"
Duobao was born at the extreme edge of the East and had no idea that the conflict between the Lich and Wizard races had intensified.
Kong Shuang thought, can I tell you that I deliberately led you around in circles?
But her reason was not entirely selfish. She also wanted to take Duobao with her to broaden his horizons. After all, he was the first disciple of the Jiejiao sect who would be the next of the ten thousand immortals, and he needed to adapt to the scenes of fierce fighting in advance.
"So you must stay in Wuzhuang Temple. It's very dangerous outside the prehistoric world."
Duobao, who had gained more experience and was no longer a little country mouse, shook his head and said, "My lady, I know you are stalling for time. The teacher said you still have a lot of things to do."
You little brat, you are as smart as your teacher.
Kong Shuang frowned. She hoped Duobao would grow up, but she didn't expect that this day would come so soon.
Kong Shuang angrily took Duobao back to Wuzhuang Temple. Zhen Yuanzi was preaching to a group of Taoist children in the temple. Seeing Kong Shuang return, he sent the children away and asked her in surprise, "Didn't you go to repair the spiritual veins in the west? How did you come back so quickly? Are you up to something weird again?"
Kong Shuang became even angrier. Does she seem like someone who doesn't consider the overall situation?
"Where did you find the little cub?" Hongyun saw Duobao behind her and saw how cute he was. She couldn't help but pull him over and touch his face. Halfway through, she seemed to remember something and said in fear:
"Kong Shuang, this couldn't be the apprentice of those two bald donkeys in the West, right? He looks so good-looking, so you must have stolen him back?"
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes widened upon hearing this, and he scolded, "How reckless! Why didn't you discuss this in advance?"
Kong Shuang didn't say anything. He found a cushion to sit on and was about to solemnly introduce Duobao's identity, but Duobao was not happy at first.
Today's Duobao is no longer the Duobao of the past. He has grown bolder. When he heard someone say something bad about his teacher, he immediately opened Hongyun's hand, took out the magic weapon given by Tongtian, and said angrily: "Dare to insult my teacher, I will let my teacher deal with you."
Kong Shuang taught him this: if someone bullied him, he should call his teacher over to take revenge.
He didn't know who the two bald donkeys in the West were, but he knew what bald donkey meant because he almost had his head shaved. In his heart, the teacher was his only belief and the best person in the world. The man in front of him actually dared to say that his teacher had no hair, which he could not tolerate.
Hongyun didn't expect that this little rascal would dare to attack him. He felt that the world was different.
Kong Shuang chuckled, then pulled Duobao aside and explained, "He didn't insult your teacher. He was talking about the two bad guys who wanted to shave your head."
The past cannot be looked back upon. Duobao thought of his own nightmare and felt a sense of shared hatred and terror towards Hongyun. He felt that Hongyun's face seemed much friendlier. He retracted his magic weapon, lowered his head, and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Normally, ordinary people don't bother with juniors, but Hongyun is not an ordinary person. He snorted, turned his head away, and refused to accept Duobao's apology.
Duobao was suddenly at a loss.
Kong Shuang smiled and pointed at Zhen Yuanzi and said to Duobao, "That's the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, the owner of this place. You can just call him Uncle Zhen Yuanzi instead."
Duobao called out obediently, and Zhen Yuanzi smiled and nodded.
Kong Shuang pointed at Hongyun and said, "This is Hongyun's younger brother. He's a little narrow-minded. You should be more tolerant of him."
This sentence was so funny that Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help laughing.
Hong Yun immediately exploded and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is Zhen Yuanzi his uncle and I his younger brother, Kong Shuang, who are you trying to take advantage of?"
Zhen Yuanzi laughed even louder.
Kong Shuang shook his head calmly and introduced Duobao to the two of them: "This is Shangqing Tongtian's new disciple, his Taoist name is Duobao. His teacher has important matters to attend to, so I brought him to Wuzhuang Temple to stay for a few days."
Zhen Yuanzi's laughter stopped abruptly, his expression changed very quickly, and he looked at Duobao solemnly.
Hong Yun's first reaction was that who the heck was Shangqing Tongtian, and he actually wanted to take advantage of him. He, Hong Yun, was one of the first living beings since the creation of the world. Apart from the Taoist Ancestor, who would dare to compete with him in seniority?
Soon he saw Zhen Yuanzi's face change rapidly and then he reacted. Shangqing Tongtian, is this the Shangqing Tongtian he knew?
He grabbed Duobao's hand and asked in surprise, "Is your teacher the Shangqing Tongtian who helped Donghuang Taiyi behead the corpse, as rumored in the prehistoric world?"
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