Chapter 55 Bird Event

"I haven't heard of any relationship between Zhuque and Dapeng. One is a Taoist divine beast and the other is a Buddha's confidant. How can it be the same?" Yi Tianxing was very confused.

Wuneng turned his head toward the cottage on the top of the mountain, and with a light move with his right hand, he saw a bowl of hot vegetables appearing in his hand.

He pinched a magic trick that was incredible with both hands. A bowl of vegetable immediately turned into two bowls, handed one bowl into Yi Tianxing's hand, and ordered: "Eat, let's talk about it after eating."

When Yi Tianxing looked at Dingqing, he found that the yellow bowl was filled with thick vermicelli dishes, mixed with thick juice, and a few large pieces of pork belly with some chopped green onion. It looked quite tempting, and it smelled even more fragrant. He picked up a chopstick and chewed it in his lips, sighing, "I haven't eaten for several months."

After going to heaven, I was busy fighting and traveling, but I only drank some old turtle meat soup, and I was indeed a little greedy.

He suddenly thought of something and was stunned and said, "Uncle Master, this bowl of rice is a bit offense."

Indeed, if there is meat and onions in the bowl, it will naturally violate the precepts.

Wuneng was opening his mouth wide, swallowing the whale, and responding vaguely: "Who cares about this? No one cares about me for hundreds of years."

"That's true." Yi Tianxing smiled narrowly and hurriedly had a meal, but after eating a piece of meat, he turned bitter again: "Uncle Master... this is pork."

"Ah?" Wuneng looked up in shock, and after a while, he smiled embarrassedly: "Don't avoid this, don't avoid this, this is a boar on the mountain of gold."

After chewing pork stewed with vermicelli, the uncle and nephew sat on the ground, the uncle began to solve the problem of the nephew. He broke a branch as a toothpick, picked the meat scraps in his teeth, and slowly said: "The Vermilion Bird is a Taoist beast, and the Dapeng is a confidant of the Buddha. This is just a different name. Who told you? The Vermilion Bird cannot be a Dapeng, and the Great Purple cannot be a Suzaku? They are all bird eggs produced by phoenixes. What's the difference?"

When Yi Tianxing heard the uncle's vulgarity, he couldn't help but giggle: "But no one has ever said that these two guys are actually the same."

Wuneng raised a fat finger like a white lotus root node, and his expression looked extremely contemptuous: "How can you think like those mortals in the world? I'll ask you, who is the Monkey King?"

Yi Tianxing was stunned: "Of course it's the master."

"Who is the Fighting and Warring Buddha?"

Yi Tianxing became even more confused: "It's still the master."

"One saint and one Buddha, can this be the same?" Wuneng laughed and said, "Since the Great Sage of the Monkey King can become the Fighting and Warrior Buddha, why can't the God of Lingguang be the Golden-winged Roc? The Heavenly Court named the Monkey King the Monkey King. The name is just a code name."

He suddenly became extremely mysterious and lowered his voice and said, "Have you ever seen the Phoenix?"

Yi Tianxing shook his head stupidly.

"I heard that the phoenix is ​​the vermilion bird, and I heard that the phoenix born with the great repent."

Yi Tianxing couldn't help but want to curse himself, his eyebrows were tilted, and he forced himself to beat the pig in front of him and cursed: "If the phoenix is ​​the Vermillion Bird, the phoenix gave birth to the great rebirth again. You said that the Vermillion Bird is the great rebirth, then the fuck, wasn't it that the Vermillion Bird gave birth to himself? What a shit, how did you give birth to yourself?... This... this is too messy, right?"

Wuneng had a bitter face. He was silent for a long time, then raised his head to look at the sky, and looked lonely, and said leisurely: "Can I blame me? Who told God that he likes to make such a blind arrangement?"

"Meow." Yi Tianxing cursed. He was so angry that he suddenly fell to the ground, smashing a human-shaped pit, and hummed, "Yi Zhu was born by me, but I am not a phoenix who likes to play with self-immolation."

Wuneng turned around and looked at him, smiling. After a long time, his eyes suddenly became bright and bright. He stretched out his fat hand and held Yi Tianxing's face. He stroked it gently and touched it hard for a while. His expression was very interesting, as if he had discovered something interesting.

Yi Tianxing was touched by these fat hands and said in a trembling voice: "What's wrong?"

Wuneng took back his fat hands and made a thinker's statement: "It's really messy, I'm thinking, if you are a phoenix, this matter will be more understandable."

Yi Tianxing spat out in anger: "I'm a grass chicken!"

"Then you are the Vermilion Bird. The Vermilion Bird is the phoenix, and the phoenix gives birth to the Great Peng. Your son is the Great Peng."

"Pooh."

"Or you are Dapeng, your son is Zhuque, and you are all born from phoenixes, so who is the phoenix?"

"Are Phoenix, Vermilion Bird, Dapeng all play disguise masters?"

"Peng is his uncle, peacock is his mother, peacock is one word different from the Vermilion Bird. Is it a sworn brother? Or a distant relative?"

"The phoenix has a bird, and the phoenix is ​​a phoenix again. Should this be called incest or self-success?"

"Is self-generation a reproductive fission or a spiritual double bird pattern?"

"Ah, this is really a very complicated philosophical question." Wuneng dragged his heavy body to the back of the forest, chanting softly, and talking to himself.

Yi Tianxing was really stupid. He lay on the ground and couldn't move. After a while, he thought of a thing: "Whether it's a phoenix or a vermilion bird, aren't it all a fire?" He seemed a little confused, and suddenly woke up and scolded himself, "What do you care about these birds do!"

According to classical records, the Vermilion Bird is a kind of mysterious bird, one of the four spirits, and its nature is fire, and it also has the ability to reborn from fire. Therefore, in the Later Han Dynasty, someone mentioned it with the Fire Phoenix.

And in our world, there is a person who was considered a Suzaku from the moment he was born, and no one had ever doubted it. Of course, when he was just born, he was not a human, just a bird, a little red bird with a bright body, a slightly white belly, a sharp divine light, and an extremely cute little red bird.

Later, the little red bird turned into a fat red bird, and then the fat red bird turned into a fat boy. Later, the little fat boy began to lose weight and successfully evolved into a slightly fat boy.

As soon as he came to the world, Binku exclaimed the Vermilion Bird beast, and the old Taoists in Wudang Golden Palace even offered him like his ancestors. No one doubted his identity, and they all thought that this fat man was the Emperor Zhuqueling Lingguang in this life.

The only person who once suspected this little guy's identity was his father, Lord Yi Jun Tianxing. Because Yi Tianxing always thought that the extremely beautiful existence of Zhuque should not be the silly and cold feeling of his own son.

But although Yi Tianxing has read thousands of books, he still has no culture in his heart and does not seek much understanding of things. In addition, he has always believed that Binku, Wudang master, and Qin Zier will not be so confused, so he accepted it and never pursued the truth.

So... Zhuque's name has been placed on him.

The "he" mentioned here is of course the cute and invincible Xiao Yizhu who can spit fire, fly, act coquettishly, act cool, and likes to tickle itch with Bronning's pistol.

When Xiao Yizhu came out of Yi Tianxingdi's body, it was still the early autumn of 1994.

If calculated based on human age, he should be a child of seven or eight years old now. But in fact, he looks almost eleven or eleven years old, with a beautiful face, likes to wear white clothes, with a pistol inserted at his waist, and his long hair tied behind him. He is handsome and young man... Unfortunately, he is a little fat.

Among the family in the small bookstore, Lei Lei is responsible for making everyone peaceful, Ye Xiang is responsible for making everyone headaches, Yi Tianxing is responsible for making everyone criticized, Mo Kha is responsible for making everyone spend money, Lao Hou is responsible for making everyone... serve. I wonder if anyone else remembers what role Xiao Yizhu plays.

——He is the pistachio for everyone and the invisible bodyguard.

Before Ye Xiang woke up, he was the most terrifying figure in the small bookstore. At least after Yi Tianxing went to heaven, he was the most powerful figure in the small bookstore.

As the years pass, spring passes and autumn comes, the little guy grows up day by day, turning from a bird into a human being. With the careful care of Yi Tianxing and Lei Lei's mother, he is carefree and healthy and active to this day.

But when the child grows up, he will naturally have more thoughts.

He originally studied at an ordinary primary school in the provincial capital. But after many incidents, Yi Tianxing finally gave up and changed to attending classes at home and hiring a tutor. Yi Zhu was very polite to the teacher, looking like a precocious and sensible child. His naughty side was only revealed in front of a few familiar and close people. But after Yi Tianxing went to heaven, Yi Zhu politely stopped learning and let Leilei ask for it. He also insisted on this.

Then there was the battle between heaven and man. He followed Chen Shuping to Woniu Mountain in Shuping and captured the immortal who had forgotten his name alive.

At that time, the thunder sounded in Woniu Mountain shook the sky, the immortals disintegrated, the earth collapsed, the valley collapsed, and occasionally a rainbow ran through the sky.

Months ago, above the rainbow.

"Hey, what's your name?" Yi Zhu pounced and flew into the sky with the pair of vermilion red wings behind him, and asked, looking at the weak and pitiful immortal soul in his palm.

At this time, Chen Shuping was leading Chen Sanxing and Liang Siping to the provincial capital, and Xiao Yi and Zhu were leading this pitiful soul to fly into the sky.

"God, little fairy Jiang Xiong." This soul is Emperor Jiang Xiong who came down to the earth to kill people with Lu Yuejun. He had pity for his bad life and was blocked by two big evil men, Chen Shuping and Yi Zhu.

"Oh, Emperor Jiang Xiong, it seems that there is a portrait of you in the Northern Emperor Temple in Guangdong. Have you ever seen it?" The cold wind in the sky blew on Xiao Yi's tender face. He asked in a soft voice: "In recent years, I have been flying everywhere to play and found that the incense of Zhenwu is quite strong."

"What temple?" Emperor Jiang Xiong had disintegrated, and his soul, like a little golden man, was completely wrapped by Xiao Yizhu's powerful aura, and did not dissipate. He was so scared that he asked in a trembling voice: "The little fairy has not come down to earth for a long time."

"It seems to be a ancestral temple?" Xiao Yizhu frowned and thought: "There are quite a lot of people playing with lions inside. There is a large pond in front of them, and there are quite a lot of old turtles and fish inside. It looks really disgusting."

"That's really disgusting." Jiang Xiong's soul smiled charmingly.

Xiao Yizhu grinned: "You are also an adult, why are you so shameless? You know that is Zhenwu Di Temple. You said that his old turtle is disgusting. When you go back to heaven, how do you explain it?"

Jiang Xiong laughed and said, "God Lord Ling Guang is kidding."

Xiao Yizhu shook her beautiful eyebrows as thin as a crescent moon and said in a soft voice: "I mean it's true."

Emperor Jiang Xiong's soul almost scattered everywhere in fear.

Yi Zhufei was extremely fast, and a pair of wings slapped his wings and immediately escaped from the gravity of the earth and flew into the deep outer space. The dark blue sky, countless quiet stars, and the sun like a white ball in the distance, forming a very beautiful picture.

Yi Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was no expression on the handsome face of the young man.

He is not Yi Tianxing, Yi Tianxing is a local bun.

This is not the first time he has been out of the Earth's atmosphere to play.

During the past few years of life, whenever Yi Tianxing and Lei Lei's mother fell in love and kissed her, whenever Master Ye Xiang went to a nightclub or a hospital, he would fly secretly to all parts of the world and into galaxies outside the earth to play. Anyway, he flew too fast, so no one knew about it.

So when he looked at the scenery of outer space, he did not show a stunning expression.

His life is unique.

Jiang Xiong's soul closed his eyes and practiced the exercises in his palm. After a while, he opened his eyes and sincerely bowed to Xiao Yi's fleshy palm, thanking him: "Thank you, Lord Ling Guang, for the protector of the Dharma, Xiao Xian felt inexplicably."

This thanks came from the heart. If Yi Zhu had not used his great power to hide Jiang Xiong's immortal energy, when he disintegrated, the immortal energy and the heaven and earth energy would have been interfered with each other, and would have exploded and died like Lu Yuejun.

Xiao Yizhu laughed and said, "No need to thank you, give me some benefits."

Jiang Xiong said respectfully: "That's natural. After the little fairy returns to heaven, she will definitely bathe and burn incense and worship the gods every day."

Haotianjun Lu Yue is already dead, and the heavenly court is now in chaos. Jiang Xiong was thinking that it would be great if he could climb to the great backer of Zhuqueling Light God.

Xiao Yizhu was floating in the faint outer space, and the pair of fire-like wings slowly closed and said softly: "I don't know how to go to heaven, you can take me there."

Jiang Xiong was shocked and didn't know what to say.

Xiao Yizhu smiled slightly, but the boy's eyes were filled with coldness: "If I hadn't asked you to take me to heaven, why would I have to spend this big trouble to save your life?"

Jiang Xiong was speechless, knowing that his life and death were all in the hands of this god, so he could only point a little sadly somewhere in the space.

The moon is still hanging, unchanged for thousands of years.
Chapter completed!