In this way, the master and disciples settled down with the help of Liu Qiao. However, the Western Sect had already become turbulent and fierce without even realizing it.
Sun Wukong also recognized the person who had been helping him for nearly a thousand years. Liu Qiao waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more.
After Sun Wukong achieved the perfection of his merits and deeds, he naturally became an immortal immediately and became an out-and-out true immortal.
Sun Wukong, who had jumped out of the Five Elements and was not in the Three Realms, naturally saw the whole story and was very grateful to Liu Qiao and Liu Qiao who had been helping him.
Liu Qiao waved his hand, indicating that this was not a suitable place to reminisce about the past, and that he would wait until the next court to reminisce about the past.
The ministers in the Heavenly Court naturally had mixed feelings in their hearts. Sun Wukong, who had been asking for help from him, jumped up. Although he had no real power, relying on his cultivation, others did not dare to neglect him at all.
The Jade Emperor twirled his beard with his right hand and looked at the happy scene with a smile.
After today's court gathering, all the immortal officials thanked the Jade Emperor one after another and then went back to their homes.
Liu Qiao didn't say anything more and returned to his cave for retreat. Naturally, Sun Wukong and Jin Peng chatted enthusiastically. When the two recalled what happened back then, they suddenly discovered a lot of doubts.
Five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong caused havoc in Lingshan, but the souls of thousands of monkeys and monkeys were still missing.
When he was 15 years old, the high-spirited Li Bai became disgusted with swordsmanship. When my father saw that Li Bai hated swordsmanship, he invited the world's best swordsman to teach me.
Lu Hui's understanding of swordsmanship is astonishing, and he has mastered the swordsmanship taught by his master in just a few days.
With no swordsman to hide under him, and no way to bury his longing for gods, he bid farewell to his parents and prepared to travel far away.
He can take away all the souls within a ten-meter radius under the eyes of several deputy leaders, and even shock the underworld.
An elderly mother wiped her sweat and said to the middle-aged woman next to her: "That child has an ordinary origin and is the reincarnation of Taibai Jinxing."
Tianji was blocked by several sect leaders, not to mention Liu Qiao, even Taoist Zhunti walked out in confusion when he arrived.
Li Bai was addicted to alcohol. When he was drunk, he would dance with swordsmanship and recite poems that he had never received in front of the bright moon in the sky.
Li Bai looked at the myths spread from ancient times, admiring him in his heart, and wished he could face the gods directly. He asked how free and restrained the immortals in heaven were?
Behind Li Bai's face were a dazzling array of human goods, including countless gold and jade. Big Li Bai looked at them all, and the diameter crawled up behind the brush and rice paper.
His watery eyes blinked, he grabbed the brush with his big hand and firmly let go.
Li Bai put away the belongings and looked back at his father with each step. With a "drive", he disappeared into an ink dot.
Li Bai always knew that Nuo Xiao would inherit the family business, which was a knot in his father's heart. I, who occasionally longed for freedom, had no way of inheriting the family business.
When he was seven years old, he had not yet mastered the scriptures and poems and recited the Bajia.
Eight years passed in the blink of an eye. Outside of those eight years, Li Bai's swordsmanship had not yet reached perfection. The master had nothing to fault anymore, so he said goodbye.
In the mortal world, in a mountain village with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
Li Bai looked at his father, who was still gray on his temples, and spoke for a long time.
If I disobey my father's instructions and inherit this small family fortune, I will lose my freedom like a caged bird. I will see everything in my life at a glance.
The fear in Sun Wukong and Jin Peng's eyes dissipated a little. Seeing that Liu Qiao was still so calm, a sense of danger arose in their hearts.
This is the life I want, but behind me is my father who has endured so much hardship, so I can only live and kowtow.
Li Bai's father was not a wealthy businessman from far and near, so he was very happy to see that his son was the reincarnation of a god, so he held Li Bai's birthday party with great splendor.
The mother looked at the baby in her arms and showed a cool smile. Lu Hui was also very soulless, blinking his bright white eyes and showing a pure smile.
Li Bai, who was nearly fourteen years old, was not yet the seventh-best swordsman in the world. The poems he wrote at the same time were unknown for a long time. One of his poems, "Mingtang Fu", was praised by the academy disciples.
Da Luhui also laughed out loud, as if he was very satisfied with that name.
Liu Qiao looked at the upper world in confusion, and he realized that nothing important happened to me in the upper world. He pinched the sword in his hand, and his thoughts boiled in his heart.
The father grabbed the banknotes and gold bars and stuffed them into Li Bai's arms. "Let's go! The horse hasn't been arranged for him yet."
The middle-aged woman turned pale with fright, and said sincerely: "Since he is the reincarnation of Lord Taibai, he should be like that child whose surname is Li, whose surname is Taibai!"
"That's some money. He'll need it when he travels far away."
My once majestic father patted me on the shoulder and said, "You are now fourteen years old. It's time to go out and see the world."
"Children are filial piety, and they can take over the inheritance passed down from their ancestors." Li Bai held his head high, but instead of the high-spiritedness he had for many years, he lacked the self-blame and hesitation.
"No matter what, listen to him."
Father looked at Lu Hui with relief and touched your head with his little hand. "Father knows that he is doing business in a small business, so that's fine! It's not bad for him to be an official. He is weaker than father."
Just like that, Li Bai was far and near before he even wrote a poem.
"My father's business is serving him in a small room, so he will blame himself."
As for swordsmanship, it is even more impressive to many people. Even at such an age, he is not even the seventh in the world.
At that time, Li Bai's poems were half full of wine and sword, and the remaining half were filled with years of high spirits and fame in the sky.
Just like that, the Eight Realms passed through a period of uneventful times.
Of course, this also became a thorn in Sun Wukong's heart that could not be erased. The two of them studied it for a long time, but it made their backs run cold.
The number one in heaven is my master. According to the rules of ancient times, my ranking is lower than my master.
Knowing the origin of the sword itself, it can only be regarded as a magical weapon.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it’s time for Li Bai to finish catching Zhou.
When Liu Qiao saw the two suspicious guys, he was very frightened. He exhaled a breath and said: "That matter ends here. Their bad practice is the right way."
"My child will definitely make a name for himself this time and be famous all over the capital!"
As a result, I felt that the universe was so vast and chaotic that I couldn't even notice what was happening.
Li Bai looked at the thousand pieces of gold and silver notes that his father had prepared for me. He felt confused and confused. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed eight times.
This is suspected to be another mysterious leader, Xiao Neng, and it is impossible for these familiar Xiao Neng to open the vest.
On the eighth day of Li Bai's sword training, he found the Green Lotus Sword in a mountain cave while he was out playing.