The story begins with the bride marrying off her daughter, and the woman, at the age of one hundred,

That's right!

Changshou needs to call for reinforcements.

Firstly, he didn't know how many offspring those rat demons had in their lair. If he were to go alone and end up like an elephant being bitten to death by ants, it would be a huge loss.

He is well past the age of youthful vigor and will not act rashly.

Secondly, it's good to have a big tree to lean on for shade.

He was already a steward of the scripture pavilion at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

That yellow-haired weasel has the backing of Mount Ling, so while we can despise it strategically, we must take it seriously tactically.

I'll bring along a few like-minded people.

It would be both safe and secure, and would also make Lingshan hesitant to act against the yellow-haired weasel.

Although disciples of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain are not allowed to reveal the name of Bodhi Patriarch after completing their apprenticeship, and are not allowed to address other disciples as fellow disciples, they can only interact as friends.

However, as a top power in the world, Lingshan would not be completely unaware of Fangcun Mountain, nor would it be unaware of the vast network of connections formed by these disciples who have completed their training.

The best proof is that some disciples who practiced Buddhism in the cave joined Vulture Peak and became Dharma Protectors, Sangharama, and other similar figures.

The Sanxingdong family also has members in Lingshan.

Moreover, it is everyone's responsibility to slay demons and monsters.

He wasn't trying to eliminate the threat completely; he simply wanted to save the creatures of Triangle Mountain from danger.

Yes! It's definitely not about annihilating them all!

I am a kind and honest person.

Inside the pavilion, a winding stream flows, creating a tranquil and secluded environment.

Zhenli personally poured tea for Changshou and Sun Wukong. The monkey thanked him but didn't touch the teacup, while Changshou picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"The tea leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth. It's a good tea, but it's a bit weak. It would be even better if it were stronger. The spiritual energy is refreshing, and it's almost approaching the quality of spiritual tea. It seems that your bamboo leaf green tea tree is about to advance to the spiritual root level. This old Daoist would like to offer my congratulations in advance."

He gave his honest assessment.

After spending a year together, they got to know each other's personalities.

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Changshou knew that fellow Daoist Zhenli disliked boasting and appreciated those who spoke their minds more.

Besides, the flavor was indeed a bit bland.

Fortunately, the essence of tea makes up for this deficiency.

That Zhuyeqing tea tree is said to be over two hundred years old. It was acquired by Zhenli by chance and he has been taking care of it personally, regarding it as a treasure.

Changshou had only heard about it but had never seen it in person.

Zhen Li's lips twitched slightly.

This was the first time he had ever heard someone say that the tea wasn't strong enough.

But he was still happy.

Because of Chang Shou's fair assessment.

Because he revealed the fact that the Zhuyeqing tea tree was about to be promoted to a spiritual tea.

"Since you like it, fellow Daoist, I will give you two ounces later. This tea has decent spiritual energy and can calm the mind and spirit, invigorate blood and qi, delay aging, and slightly benefit your cultivation of immortality."

After thinking about it, Zhenli said:

"As you said, that tea tree is at a critical stage. In the coming year, I may have to trouble you and me to take care of it together."

Cannibals are soft and short.

Chang Shou did not refuse.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, I will certainly lend you a hand."

For him, personally tending to a tea tree that is about to be promoted and witnessing the process of the tea tree's promotion to spiritual root is also a rare experience.

It will help him improve his spiritual cultivation techniques.

As for the cup of tea in front of Sun Wukong, no one mentioned it.

It's no secret that monkeys don't like tea.

Zhenli pouring tea is merely a matter of etiquette.

But just because they don't mention it doesn't mean the monkeys won't talk about it.

Seeing that Old Man Chang thought the tea was bland, Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "Old Man Chang, isn't it because you're old and your sense of taste has become dull that you think the tea is bland?"

Because of this, I specifically asked my senior to give you the portion with extra salt and oil when he cooked it.

Chang Shou picked up his teacup, concealing the slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

That damned monkey, spouting such nonsense!

Never mind, let's have some tea!

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's the monkey who's embarrassed.

The cup of tea was emptied.

When the monkey can't sit still.

Zhen Li finally made a statement.

"I need to assist the Ancestral Master in managing the affairs of the cave, so I cannot act rashly. I have already used a secret technique to contact my junior brother Ruchang."

He is naturally superior to the rat race, and his magical arts are unique; he should be able to lend you a hand.

The voice just fell.

Footsteps sounded in the distance.

A figure appeared in the lush forest, strolling towards them.

He wore a moon-white Taoist robe, was as graceful as an orchid, had a delicate appearance and a cold demeanor; he was none other than the Taoist Ruchang.

One of the three immortals currently residing in the cave.

He is also said to be an extraordinary person who attained enlightenment.

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In front of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars Cave.

The two immortals and the monkey were stunned as soon as they came out.

Anyone who opens the door to find corpses strewn all over the floor would be stunned and speechless.

Chang Shou, in particular, was speechless, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

There were many large rat carcasses on the ground in front of the hole.

He could see clearly that these were the rats who had died in the great battle last night, and they shouldn't be here.

"Coo coo~!"

A familiar call rang out.

They looked in the direction of the sound.

A round-faced, plump chicken was perched on a branch of a sturdy old pine tree; it was the same night owl from last night.

Neither Sun Wukong nor Ruchang were fools; how could they not guess that the scene before them was the work of this night owl?

Sun Wukong feared nothing more than a peaceful world.

"Hehehe! Interesting, interesting!"

He jumped up and down, scratching his ears and cheeks excitedly.

He already knew about last night's fierce battle from Old Man Chang, so he naturally knew what role the night owl in front of him was playing.

I just didn't expect this round-faced, chubby chicken to act so unexpectedly.

Not only were they not driven away, but they also tried to curry favor with Old Man Chang by using the rat carcasses.

Sun Wukong's eyes darted around mischievously as he said:

"Old Chang, this little bird is so kind, why don't you enjoy the delicious snack he specially brought for you?"

Chang Shou glared angrily at Sun Wukong.

"You plague-ridden monkey, shut up!"

That damn monkey definitely did it on purpose.

We've known each other for so many years and been through so much together.

This also includes some rats that were attracted by the stench emanating from their own bodies.

He didn't believe the monkey was unaware of how much it hated the creature.

These days, they're always bringing up topics they shouldn't discuss!

As usual, he couldn't help but lick his lips, his eyes shining brightly.

"Since Fellow Daoist Changshou doesn't like them, then this humble Daoist will not stand on ceremony and will gladly accept these snacks."

Anyway, I didn't kill them myself, and they were all wicked.

I won't feel guilty about eating them, nor will it be considered indiscriminate killing or violating the sect's rules.

monkey:???

Chang Shou:? ? ?

Round-faced chubby chicken: !!!

Ignoring their astonishment, he opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of cold air as usual.

The cold air transformed into numerous snakes, each about ten feet long, each coiling around a large rat that had been rapidly frozen, and they all swam into the snakeskin pouch that was normally draped around the waist.

The monkey was surprised.

Chang Shou was taken aback.

They appeared as usual, but seemed lost in thought.

It is speculated that this fellow Daoist was a snake who attained immortality.

Otherwise, he wouldn't find mice delicious.

Otherwise, Zhen Li wouldn't have said that he was able to control the rat race.

Besides owls and raccoons, snakes are also natural enemies of rats.

Then, Chang Shou looked at the snakeskin pouch at Ru Chang's waist, his eyes filled with envy, his old face showing deep resentment.

The same applies to monkeys.

They know what this is.

The Taoist Ruyi Pouch, the Buddhist Sumeru Bag.

They are all precious spatial artifacts.

This snakeskin bag looks very much like this legendary treasure.

After doing all this.

As usual, he said, "Let's go, business is more important."

Neither Changshou nor the monkey had any objections.

There are priorities and urgency in everything.

We can explore the snakeskin bag later.

The most urgent task is to eliminate the demons and monsters.

Because of this, Changshou didn't mind that even the round-faced fat chicken was temporarily following them.

Of course, the reason why round-faced, chubby chickens are of similar combat strength is also due to the fact that they are of similar strength.

Why not use thugs who are offered up on our doorstep?