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Chapter 227: Mixed Sword Immortal

"Okay, Master. I'll go right away."

Zhu Bajie grinned as he carried the Nine-toothed Rake and said, "This time I followed Dongyou, it was the Emperor that the master personally went to ask for."

Otherwise, it might not be his turn.

I heard from my master that this monk’s background is not simple. He is most likely a reincarnated person. In his previous life, he was a very important figure in ancient history.

Therefore, one can become the so-called man of destiny.

This opportunity was hard-won, and he positioned himself to do his best to serve this person, and when he succeeds in the future, he will have his own benefits.

It is impossible for him to directly become a Saint Lord, but it should be enough for him to take half a step and become a Half-Step Saint Lord.

Countless people at the peak of the middle realm have been trapped to death by this step. Even he has been stuck here for tens of thousands of years without making any progress, so he must seize this opportunity.

Zhu Bajie returned not long after he left, holding a true god-level tiger demon in his hand. Even its corpse exuded a wild aura.

"Master, don't blame me. The monsters in this land are all barbarians. It's inevitable that they have some barbaric aura. They are not as good as what we ate when we passed through those fairy kingdoms before."

Zhu Bajie opened his mouth and started to peel and clean the fish skillfully, then skewer and grill them. Some people also made a big pot to make soup.

"Haha, I didn't expect that there is a demon god entrenched in this small Black Wind Ridge. You have gotten rid of a threat to the Eight Realms."

Tang Sanzang laughed loudly, then sat down on a big rock, half lying on the ground with his head casually supported.

“Hehe, Master, the origin of this tiger monster is probably that it was released by the immortal sect nearby.

I know the faces of these immortal sects best. What's the saying? Raising an enemy brings self-respect! Yes, raising an enemy brings self-respect!"

Sun Xingzhe, who was holding the Tongtian Immortal Stick in his hand, was playing with the stick casually and said indifferently.

"Oh? Really? Is it possible?"

Tang Sanzang was a little surprised, and then laughed, "Well! Eat quickly! After you finish eating, don't make any moves. I will flatten the Black Wind Ridge myself!"

"Master, don't listen to the nonsense of the eldest brother. This is called strategy. There is no family in the entire continent that doesn't do this. We can't control it."

Zhu Bajie flipped the skewers with one hand and stirred the soup pot with a spoon with the other.

These places are the private territories of the major immortal sects, so killing a true god or demon is nothing for him.

But if anyone dares to wipe it out, it would be a declaration of war.

"Hehe, you're right, this is called strategy." Sun Xingzhe said with a smile, walked to the soup pot and scooped a bowl of broth.

"It's too bland, add some more salt. Didn't you get some snowflake salt when you passed by Zisha Country before? Add some more quickly."

"I know, I know. It's not ready yet. You're so impatient."

After a while, the aroma of meat wafted in the air. The four masters and apprentices sat together. Zhu Bajie picked up an extra-large skewer and handed it to Sha Wujing.

"Junior Brother Sha, here! This is big enough!"

Sha Wujing took the skewers and said, "Thank you, Second Senior Brother."

"Don't be polite, we are all family!" Zhu Bajie said with a carefree smile.

When he was in charge of the imperial intelligence department, he once saw a secret file.

His junior brother Sha once lived in the Peach Garden of Linglong Immortal Lord for a long time.

Where is Pantao Garden?
That is the forbidden land of Linglong Immortal Lord. Normally, apart from the Immortal Official of Pantao who can go in for one day during the once-in-a-hundred-years period when the peaches are ripe, when can anyone else live there permanently?
Moreover, during the years that Junior Brother Sha lived in the Peach Garden, the production of peaches decreased a lot.

It goes without saying where the missing ones went.

This kind of relationship, what's the point?
Hiss~Snap!
Suddenly, Zhu Bajie took a breath and slapped himself, and the other three were stunned. "Ah, haha! Mosquito! It's a mosquito! This useless mosquito bites me six or seven thousand times a day, it's really hateful! Can't you round it up to ten thousand? I'm really angry, I should slap it to death!"

"Hahahaha! What a delicious meat! What a delicious soup!"

Suddenly, a laugh came from the depths of the mountains, and a sword light suddenly appeared.

The sword light disappeared, revealing a middle-aged man dressed in the clothes of the Changsheng Sword Sect. He had a handsome face, a beautiful beard, and was extremely handsome.

He had a magic sword on his waist and a wine gourd in his hand, drinking the fine wine in big gulps.

"Hunjianxian? Why are you here? Are you the one who will take on this challenge again? Do you want to fight me for another 300 rounds?"

Sun Xingzhe stood up and gently swung the magic stick in his hand.

The previous fight was very exciting, and he really wanted to do it again.

"No, no, I've already passed that ordeal. Who would want to fight with you? You just keep fighting and killing all day long. Have you forgotten about the time when you were hung up and beaten by the Emperor Ancestor?"

As Hunjianxian spoke, he walked towards the fire, picked up a skewer of barbecued meat and started eating it, taking a bite of meat and a sip of wine, enjoying the meal very much.

"Donor, pour some of your wine for the monk. It smells like good wine!"

Tang Sanzang picked up the bowl bestowed by the Emperor Ancestor and stretched it towards Hunjianxian.

"I don't have much wine! I stole it from my father."

Hun Jianxian held the wine gourd and measured the amount of wine poured into the bowl.

Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up when he heard this. Who is the father of the Mixed Sword Immortal? That's the Black and White Sword Ancestor!

The first tier existence under the Holy Lord! Even if Zhu Bajie became a half-step Holy Lord after that, he would still be half a head shorter than the Black and White Sword Ancestor.

The five of them ate and drank meat, and it was soon noon.

Zhu Bajie patted his belly and looked at Hunjianxian, "Hunjianxian, you didn't come here just to eat meat, right?"

In this desolate wilderness, he didn't believe that Hunjianxian was just passing by, let alone that he could smell the aroma of meat in Changsheng Valley from such a distance.

There must be something going on!
Hunjianxian smacked his lips, still savoring the taste of the wine. Dad's wine is really strong!
He supported his somewhat weak body, propped up his cheek and looked towards Zhu Bajie.

"Old Pig, this time, I came here specifically to remind you guys."

As soon as these words were spoken, the four masters and apprentices couldn't help but look over.

Hunjianxian smiled and said, "You should also know that this Black Wind Ridge is the third difficulty set by our Sword Sect and Xingluoxian Sect."

At this point, he looked up at the sky and said, "Recording Immortal Official! Is there anything wrong with this?"

Several immortal figures appeared, and the leader said nothing.

If it were a normal time, it would naturally not be allowed, but this time it was different, the higher-ups personally gave the order, forcing no one to stand by and watch the Black Wind Ridge attack.

"Yes. The higher-ups have ordered that we, the recorder immortal officials, should not be called until the Black Wind Ridge disaster is over."

After saying this, the figures of these recorder immortal officials disappeared.

"No, Hunjianxian, what's the matter? Why are you making it so serious?" asked Sun Xingzhe.

Hunjianxian burped, "I'm here to remind you out of kindness, don't say it was me who said it!"

"Don't worry, we will keep it a secret!" said Sun Xingzhe.

Hunjianxian looked around and lowered his head slightly, "Let me tell you, the gatekeeper of Black Wind Ridge this time is Elder Qin from my Sword Sect!"

(End of this chapter)