Great Sage Mansion.

Every evening, the Great Sage would sit on the highest stone in front of the mansion and watch the sunset.

The gods and immortals in the Heavenly Court have some quirks, and no one cares about the habit of the Great Sage.

The Great Sage has always been alone in the Heavenly Court. He once had a very close master, and his two junior brothers also had a deep love, but it was too old and now he probably forgot about it.

Maybe he just simply likes to sit on this stone and watch the sunset, not missing anything.

Young Yang Xuan sat under the stone and was seriously fiddling with a bunch of stones. When the Great Sage came, he would come, and when the Great Sage left, he would leave. When the Great Sage ignored him, he ignored the Great Sage.

I just played like this for three months.

The Great Sage finally couldn't help but ask Yang Xuan: "Little, what are you doing?"

"Play with stones." Yang Xuan said without raising his head.

The Great Sage didn't ask again, and Yang Xuan didn't say anything again.

Three more months passed like this.

The Great Sage asked him again: "What kind of stone are you playing with?"

"You see, can you tell me the difference between fluorite, malachite, hibiscus stone, spiritual stone, Kunshan stone, and pebbles?" Yang Xuan was still fiddling with his stone, but still didn't look up at the Great Sage and said.

"I can't tell the difference." said the Great Sage.

"You can't even tell this?"

Young Yang Xuan finally raised his head and asked the Great Saint in surprise.

"Why should I be able to tell the difference?" The Great Sage was also very surprised. He was a god. It was not his profession to identify stones, and he did not rely on this to make a living. Is it necessary to tell the difference between these stones?

"Okay, you monkey who you don't recognize!" Yang Xuan said helplessly, then stood up and left, adding, "No wonder it jumped out of the stone."

The Great Sage couldn't figure it out. There were definitely more than one god who couldn't tell the stone. Why didn't he recognize his relatives? Besides, what if he didn't recognize his relatives? He was originally a person who popped out of the stone.

The sun set, the moon set, and the sun rises again... The Great Sage was still thinking and thinking, but he didn't understand why this little guy said that. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He jumped up from the stone like a cat with his tail stepped on, and cursed: "Little bastard, I can't beat you to death!"

Chentang Pass, Tianwang Mansion.

Mrs. Diyong took her sister Zhenying to play in the Taoyuan. She would come to play every year when the peaches were ripe, and she didn't know what she was missing.

"The peaches are ripe." Yang Xuan said to Mrs. Diyong.

Mrs. Diyong nodded, remembering the passionate time before becoming an immortal.

"Why do you like Tang Seng instead of Sun Wukong? I am sad for your vision."

Xiaobudian asked very directly.

"Tang Monk is the leader, he is handsome; you said that monkey is short and ugly when he works. Don't like poor, short and ugly when he is tall, handsome and rich. You shouldn't like poor, short and stupid."

Mrs. Diyong's answer was also very direct. After all, the one who liked Tang Seng back then was not alone, and it was not embarrassing to like him.

"Hehehe." Yang Xuan expressed his mocking.

"Isn't it?" Mrs. Di Yong was puzzled.

"How heavy is the golden cudgel?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Ten 3,500 kilograms, everyone who was a monster on the Western Road back then knew about it."

"Where is the gold price?"

"It's more than three hundred per gram."

"How much is the golden cudgel worth? How much money can Tang Seng have? Are you stupid?"

Mrs. Di Yong was stunned for a moment, and found a plan to calculate the plan. As her beautiful face turned into a bitter melon face.

"Others think that monkey is poor and short. Zixia is not. Unfortunately, she died before she became an immortal. Now the monkey still watches the sunset every day, so she is wise."

Mrs. Diyong couldn't sit still.

"The monkey will come to me, I can only help you get here."

A little bit bad said.

Mrs. Di Yong suddenly slapped herself: "How can you be short? How can you be ugly? How can you change 72 times, more than 2 billion!"

The Great Sage was about to find this little brat to beat him up, but he didn't take it seriously and rushed in.

Xiao Budian didn't take the Great Sage seriously. The Great Sage didn't know where he got the confidence. Among the many descendants of the gods and fairies, this little Budian was a strange existence. The descendants of the gods and fairies could summon the wind and rain and subdue demons when they were born, but he was a mortal who was too ordinary to be more ordinary, and he had no appearance that the descendants of the gods and fairies should have.

But he just didn't take the Great Sage seriously.

"Little bastard!" The Great Sage cursed the naughty child who was grimacing at him, and rushed forward and beat him up.

"Great Sage, what gust of wind blows you? Are you coming to see me?"

When Mrs. Diyong saw the Great Sage coming to her house, she was so excited. The opportunity was rare and she must seize it. So she didn't care what the Great Sage thought or what others thought. Anyway, she grabbed the Great Sage with no regard for no reason, and smiled and asked.

The Great Sage was stunned. Why did Mrs. Diyong suddenly catch her? How could she be so enthusiastic about herself? After all, did she have a relationship with her master, or did she destroy it from it and not make her good things. It would be nice not to hate herself, and she should never be so enthusiastic.

Can time really dilute everything?

Even if she becomes a god, it would be fine if she doesn’t care about what she did in the first place. It’s absolutely impossible to be so enthusiastic?

"Great Sage, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so ungrateful. Look at how long has you been shaving your beard? Is it really so difficult to live alone? Come on, I will shave your beard."

Mrs. Diyong said nothing and walked away with the Great Sage, almost getting close to her while walking.

"I'm familiar with that girl Zixia. When I was not an immortal, we had a meal together."

The Great Sage couldn't figure out what Mrs. Di Yong was going to say, nor did she know what she said for.

"Haha, you don't understand," Mrs. Diyong turned around. Her smile was sweet, beautiful, and innocent. She explained to the Great Sage, "At that time, she was the wick of the eternal lamp in front of the Buddha's seat. I was just a small white-nosed mouse. She ate the eternal lamp oil, and I ate the eternal lamp oil. We had a good relationship at that time."

So that's how it was. The Great Sage suddenly realized, but he didn't understand what it had to do with him.

The little brat walked slowly over the Great Sage. The big brat glared at the little brat, and looked like he was trying to beat him up.

"Great Sage, how can you treat a cute child like this? You will scare the child like this." Mrs. Diyong was very dissatisfied with the reaction of the Great Sage, and tightly grabbed him and said, "Look at you, your beard is already scary enough, and even your beard is blowing and glaring at you will scare the child."

The Great Sage had no choice but to let Yang Xuan walk past him.

Yang Xuan found the third prince.

"Brother Nezha, look at that monkey is giving your sister Yi to the ecstasy soup. Oh, did your sister find his disciple because she didn't find Tang Seng back then, and now she is looking for his disciple in order to retaliate against Tang Seng?"

The third prince was surprised and inexplicably. This incident has been too long, so why has it been revealed again now?

"You are still young, you don't understand love," Xiao Budian touched the back of the third prince and said, "You, you know how to fight and kill all day long. You have to learn to care about the people around you. No one likes this way. No wonder your father wants to kill you just after you were born. You have to change it."

Nezha was a little depressed. His hobby was fighting, killing, and was there any hobby wrong? Who doesn’t have a hobby? But it was wrong to say that he didn’t care about the people around him. When he first killed an animal, he remembered to pull out the dragon tendons and make a belt for his father.

However, this little guy said in general is not wrong. He is really not popular. This is indeed a problem and needs to be changed. More importantly, he must learn from the little guys, and all the great gods are very fond of him.

"Look at your sister Yi, you didn't care about her. She has been alone for so many years. Have you ever thought about finding a brother-in-law for her? If you have something to say, 'I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals', she must have wanted to get married. Since Tang Seng has no fate, he should no longer be in a dead relationship. But he can't give up on himself. You must confirm what is going on. She actually found a poor, short, and slutty monkey. After all, you only have one sister Yi, and you must care about her happiness."

Nezha nodded. Xiaobudian said nothing wrong. He had two brothers but only one Yijie, so he should care about it.

"What should I do?" Nezha asked.

"You and Monkey are old acquaintances. You know that he has a bit irritable personality. First of all, you must prevent him from domestic violence. There is nothing wrong with hitting him with a fist during domestic violence, but you are afraid of using weapons."

Nezha nodded. This is right. If the monkey carries the golden cudgel one day, if he gets nervous, he might beat someone with the golden cudgel. This is awesome.

He couldn't sit still, so he pulled the little kid and went to find Monkey and Sister Yi.

The monkey was sitting on the small stool, and Mrs. Di Yong was shaving his beard and constantly directing him to change his appearance with seventy-two changes.

"Your face is too thin, change it, change it a little bit of flesh, yes, that's it, it's the most handsome. Also, you need to double eyelids, turn it into double eyelids..."

"It seems that your sister was dealt with by a monkey. You must take his golden cudgel to prevent domestic violence." Xiao Budian pulled Nezha, who was stunned for a moment and said.

Nezha's eyes suddenly became angry and he shouted: "Monkey, if you want to grab my sister, hand over the golden cudgel first!"

Nezha was also a terrifying temper. He stepped on the Wind Tortoise Wheel, held a red tassel spear, and yelled at the Great Sage.

"Who is going to pick up your sister?" The Great Sage was confused in the face of the sudden rude scolding and asked directly.

"You dare to say no, what are you doing? My sister touched your face!" Nezha asked back.

"You are so heartless, you can hide it if you are like this..." Mrs. Diyong was very dissatisfied with the Great Sage's denial and was a little angry.

It's in chaos.

But Yang Xuan pulled Xiao Zhenying away.

"It seems like you are cheating them." Xiao Zhenying said.

"Damn monkey, I'm just cheating the monkey!" Yang Xuan said gritting his teeth.

"Why are you trying to cheat him?" Zhenying was puzzled.

"Damn Monkey! His somersault was so strong that he blew away my favorite clothes that day, and he even blew me up a lot. Now his arms are still blue!" Yang Xuan was angry when he thought of this.

"Then why are you cheating my brother?"

"Who told him to be so capable of fighting after birth? I am envious and jealous and hate to take revenge?" Yang Xuan said in a stern voice.

"But my sister is innocent."
Chapter completed!