Small courtyard, study room.

Nezha looked focused and focused on practicing calligraphy.

If other immortals see it, they will inevitably call it a ghost.

After all, Nezha is naughty by nature, and what he dislikes the most is to be familiar with calligraphy and calligraphy.

But when Nezha arrived at Lin Fan's study, the room was filled with calligraphy and paintings full of Taoist rhymes. Nezha instantly fell into the vast sea of ​​books, intoxicated by the infinite enlightenment of Taoism.

There may have been some suspicion before, but when I saw this room full of magical Taoist calligraphy and paintings, I realized Lin Fan's supreme magical powers.

Taking painting as the way is far beyond the ability of the Immortal Emperor.

Nezha was secretly glad that he really bet on the right opportunity.

Lin Fan was also very pleased to see Nezha studying so hard.

"It seems that there is no one in the world who cannot teach well, only mentors who cannot teach." Lin Fan smiled with satisfaction.

Being able to teach gods and immortals to practice calligraphy is naturally full of a sense of accomplishment.

But I don’t know if he is a god or not.

Suddenly, a stream of light flashed.

"Hehe, the idol Li Tianwang said should be living in seclusion here, right?" Sun Wukong scratched his hands, looking admiring.

Of course, being able to make Li Jing surrender so much is even more brave than his own big fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then. Sun Wukong really admires this powerful man who is in the seclusion of the mortal world.

Especially this mysterious strong man dared to directly invade the Heavenly Court, which was very suitable for his taste.

However, if you want to say the words of the saint in the mortal world, Sun Wukong only recognizes his art teacher.

Whoosh!

Sun Wukong transformed into the King of Tota.

I have never been a fan of my life and take the liberty to disturb me, so I am naturally uncomfortable.

Moreover, Sun Wukong also had the intention to test this mysterious powerful man. If he could see through his own art of change, it would naturally be not simple.

Because Sun Wukong has a very high understanding, he entered Buddhism and practiced for thousands of years, and his cultivation has increased greatly, and he has even been promoted to the Immortal King one step earlier than Yang Jian.

If the art of change is even more diligent, even Yang Jian’s heavenly eye may not be able to see through himself.

Fire-eyed eyes!

Sun Wukong's eyes shone through the golden light, following Taoyuan Village.

His eyes fell on Lin Fan.

"What King Li Tian is talking about is that mortal, and it is indeed as good as ordinary." Sun Wukong frowned.

With his pair of fiery eyes that knew the demons and demons, he could not see through Lin Fan's reality.

In this case, it is either just a mortal or hidden.

Of course, Sun Wukong would rather believe that the strong man who could make Li Jing so awe.

"Hehe, it's true that I'm hiding. I wonder how much I compare to my mentor?" Sun Wukong smiled secretly, but immediately rejected it: "No, my mentor has great supernatural powers. How can he compare with Lao Sun's mentor? But it's really not simple."

Sun Wukong is not stupid either, knowing that the Emperor of Heaven is using himself.

And he is willing to take the trap, and he truly admires this mysterious strong man.

"Ahem..."

Sun Wukong sorted out his image and concealed his monkey nature.

After years of Buddhist meditation, Sun Wukong has become much more restrained.

When Sun Wukong fell into the gate of the courtyard, he felt two familiar auras.

"Brother Nezha is really here, huh? Fairy Chang'e is here too?" Sun Wukong was shocked, and this was even more difficult.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Sun Wukong inexplicably felt a cold and fierce look staring at him.

Sun Wukong was quite sensitive. He glanced over and found that there was a big yellow dog staring at him at the gate of the courtyard.

The golden eyes swept away, and nothing was abnormal.

"How can this dog have the same virtue as the Xiaotian dog?" Sun Wukong ignored it and stepped in.

Dahuang also felt the extraordinary nature of Sun Wukong, but he didn't feel hostility. It was better to have less than more things and enjoy leisure.

When he entered the courtyard, he saw Lin Fan thinking about the broken Vajra Circle.

Sun Wukong recognized at a glance, wasn’t this Nezha’s proud personal magic weapon, the Vajra Circle?

This Vajra circle is hard and Qibi. When he fought with Nezha, even his Ruyi Golden Cudgel could not break the Vajra circle. Why did it break?

"Greetings to the Immortal Lord!"

Sun Wukong came respectfully.

According to the words of Tota Heavenly King, this mysterious powerful man is a saint of cultivating.

Although Sun Wukong felt that Lin Fan was not simple, it was indeed a bit exaggerated to say that he was a saint.

"Huh? The Supreme Immortal is here?" Lin Fan turned around and smiled.

Seeing that Lin Fan was friendly, he didn't seem to have seen through himself.

If Lin Fan really pretended to behave, that would be too clever.

"I dare not behave, just call me Xiao Li." Anyway, it was because of the name of Tota Heavenly King that Sun Wukong was naturally modest.

Xiao Li?

Are you small?

Lin Fan's eyes turned pale, but fortunately he was used to these shameless big shots.

Then Lin Fan said casually: "Xiao Li, I'm back so soon. Have you forgotten something?"

"I left hurriedly, but I forgot to give you a gift." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"If you have the will, you will be exempted from giving gifts."

"No, it's a must."

It was really difficult for Sun Wukong to see through Lin Fan, so he tried it with the intention of tempting, so he handed over the tiny Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

"That's it?" Lin Fan was stunned.

This is not an iron needle, this gift is a bit stingy, right?

"Don't look at it as small, it's an innate spiritual treasure." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Yeah?"

Lin Fan pinched it over, lifted the weight easily, and then habitually took off his ears: "No, it's quite comfortable to use Taotao's ears."

"this…"

Sun Wukong was extremely shocked.

Although the Ruyi Golden Cudgel has become small, its weight remains unchanged. Not everyone can control this magical iron weighing 13,500 kilograms.

But in Lin Fan's hands, he was completely unaware of it.

Strong!

Absolutely a strong man!

Sun Wukong was in awe and was more surprised.

Lin Fan played with the show and had no interest, so he handed it back: "This gift is too expensive, you might as well take it back."

"Yes, I made the Immortal Lord laugh." Sun Wukong was really afraid that he would really leave his beloved baby.

Think about it, if Lin Fan is really a master of immortality, how could he care about these magic weapons?

"By the way, I just saw that the Immortal Lord seemed to have encountered a difficult problem?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

"Isn't it? This iron circle was broken by me. I'm thinking about how to fix it."

"It's broken?"

Sun Wukong was shocked, is this Vajra Circle that fragile?

"Yes, this iron circle is roughly crafted, so I just touch it and it will be broken all over the floor." Lin Fan complained.

Still touch it lightly?

sky!

How terrifying is this divine power?

No wonder it is indeed amazing to be able to easily grasp your Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

"This guy, the Heavenly Emperor, is really sinister. He actually plots against Lao Sun." Sun Wukong snorted inwardly: "When Lao Sun returns, he will definitely smash your Lingxiao Palace!"

Thinking of this, Lin Fan asked again: "By the way, Immortal Lord, where is my child?"
To be continued...