The Sirius King announced loudly, with a perfect smile on his face, like a master of ceremonies.
For today's ceremony, he even put on a gorgeous shirt, which made him look even more elegant when he was showing off.
"Okay, come and croak, croak, croak, croak!" King Longmire stirred up the atmosphere, and the cow claps and claps.
All the big and small demons immediately joined in, and the audience burst into warm applause.
The six-eared macaque and others were immediately numb. What were they doing?
A small puja, made to look like the real thing.
"Then let me be the first to show off my humiliation!" The Bald Bird King stood up and said somewhat implicitly, but his brows showed that he couldn't help but want to show off.
"It's really ugly..." Li Jing curled his lips and smiled disdainfully.
If you know you are ugly and still show off your ugliness, that is your fault. Of all of you here, who is not more handsome than you?
Even the six-eared macaque and Ksitigarbha looked disapproving, wanting to see how ugly this bird could be.
"Ahem... pay attention, I'm about to start." The Bald Bird King coughed lightly, then took a deep breath, and then another breath.
Take another breath, and the cycle repeats, endlessly.
"I said... Bird King, what are you doing? Are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?"
The Sirius King couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but ask, with a look of concern on his face.
Could it be that he is suffering from asthma? How can he hold Dharma gatherings in the future if he is not going to cause trouble?
Wait... They are all immortals, immortal, how can they get sick, you bastard!
"Don't interrupt, it's coming!" The Bald Bird King's face turned red from suppressing it, and his whole body was about to burst into flames.
"Damn it, this is... put out the fire quickly, the Bird King is on fire!"
A monster yelled with a look of surprise on his face, looking around for water.
"Go away, the Bird King is casting a spell!"
The knowledgeable demon saw that although the Bird King behaved strangely, he still had a Taoist charm. It was obvious that he was casting a spell, which seemed to be a method about breathing.
"Watch it!" The Bald Bird King shouted, the sound was like thunder, and the burning flames all over his body, even the mouth and nose, flowed with amazing flames, igniting the air and twisting the void.
"I know, this is the Phoenix Breathing Technique!" A cry of surprise rang out, and a monster spoke up, recognizing the technique derived from the Bald Bird King.
"Shouldn't I understand if I told you earlier? If I remember correctly, this is a construction method that comes from kidney deficiency. It can obtain the power of the Phoenix and is extremely powerful."
The demons started discussing one after another and learned the origin of this method. They pointed and commented.
"Yes, it's a good show of shame. Although this method is not top-notch, it is more than enough to start the ceremony."
"The King of Birds has understood the method of the phoenix, adding birds on top of each other, they really complement each other!"
"No birds, no birds..."
The demons commented like this, not feeling surprised at all, as if they were used to it.
The six-eared macaque and Ksitigarbha were dumbfounded, looking like they had seen a ghost.
They finally realized that these monsters were actually fellow Taoists.
"No wonder..." The six-eared macaque looked surprised. He thought of many things in an instant, and he was almost confused.
"This is where the Lingming Stone Monkey came out..."
Not only that, he thought, but the many strange monsters he encountered along the road must also be from here.
This is the base camp.
If you think about it this way, is this so-called immortal master...the one who created these sacred books?
That is, the master of Lingming Stone Monkey, his nominal master?
"Bah! That damn monkey is not my master!"
The six-eared macaque had so many thoughts that he almost had a split personality.
Ksitigarbha is better than him. He can already guess the identities of the demon kings in front of him.
His master, the Wild Boar King, should also be one of them. No wonder he began to feel that the voices of these demon kings were somewhat familiar, because they had appeared secretly in the Black Forest.
“You’ve been doing it for half a year and you’re all your own, so why are you so scared of learning from it?”
"You can leave whenever you want and come whenever you want?"
After thinking about it, Ksitigarbha leaned back on the chair and crossed his legs with a bang, feeling very relaxed and enjoying life.
This sudden move made the Heavenly Bull King, Roaring Heavenly Dog and Pegasus look over in surprise.
Ksitigarbha, holding a big pig's head on his head and smiling, signaled everyone to come over.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Marshal Tianpeng." Ksitigarbha introduced himself and got to know him again.
"Are you Marshal Tianpeng?" Roaring Sky Dog was stunned for a moment, and the dog's face was full of suspicion.
If we follow the Journey to the West book, this pig head is indeed Marshal Tianpeng, but it is obviously not the case now.
"Brother, don't be ridiculous, you are not Marshal Tianpeng!" Tianma grinned, revealing a row of big white teeth, and said mockingly.
Ksitigarbha was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Is there something wrong? I am not Marshal Tianpeng, so who is Marshal Tianpeng?"
He was a little confused. It was clearly written in the book that he was Marshal Tianpeng and was demoted to earth.
How could this be wrong?
"Haha, little piggy, I'm afraid you are mistaken. I know Marshal Tianpeng and I had a drink with him not long ago."
The Roaring Sky Dog laughed so hard that the laughing man fell on his back. He didn't talk nonsense. He had a drink with Tianpeng not long ago. How could the pig in front of him be Marshal Tianpeng?
This pig must have read Journey to the West and felt that he was Marshal Tianpeng who was demoted to earth.
But that's not true at all. The canopy is fine in the sky.
Ksitigarbha was dumbfounded, began to doubt life, and his whole pig face fell into a stagnant state.
"I'm not Tianpeng, then who am I?"
After a moment of silence, Ksitigarbha asked in a daze, but he still didn't believe it.
But he felt that Roaring Sky Dog didn't lie to him.
If you think about it carefully, many things happened along the way, which are very different from those described in Journey to the West.
From this point of view, even if he is not Marshal Tianpeng descending to earth, it seems to be reasonable.
Now the question arises, if he is not Marshal Tianpeng, then who is he?
Ksitigarbha fell into confusion. He had always been Marshal Tianpeng and believed it deeply. Now that he heard the news, his outlook suddenly collapsed.
"Little piggy, as for who you are, I don't know. You have to ask Guanyin or Tathagata about this."
The old roaring dog god Zaizai responded, the huge dog head exuding a human touch.
"With their clever methods, you could be anyone, but I can't tell."
In Xiao Tian Quan's view, these two methods are no less than his own. They belong to the ranks of top masters. They do unreasonable things. Who knows where they found the disciples.
"Is that so..." Ksitigarbha fell silent, his eyes flickering unsteadily, and his heart became extremely longing for his true identity.