The mention of his eldest son, who disappeared mysteriously, caused Huang Feihu great sorrow.
No matter how great his power or martial arts skills, he was at a loss as to what to do about this matter.
Recently, he had heard that Deng Chanyou had attained enlightenment in her cultivation. As for the specific level of her enlightenment, he was not aware of it. Being a dead horse, he treated it as a living one, and so at midnight, the husband and wife went to seek help at her doorstep.
Mrs. Jia said, "Matters involving immortals, gods, and ghosts are completely beyond my husband and me. We dare not put our niece in any trouble. As long as there is a trace of hope that my poor son is still alive in this world, my husband and I will have died with no regrets!"
Deng Chanyou pondered for a moment. Huang Tianhua? I seem to recall that he was taken in as a disciple by the Revered Lord Qingxu Daode Zhenjun of the Fengzhou Palace.
But your discipleship, you didn't even inform the child's parents, right? Three-year-olds playing at home, you just grab and run? Damn, this moral level is also beyond belief!
In his heart, he had a great deal of disdain for this true lord, but he wouldn't want to directly confront Deng Chanyou either.
Qingxu Daode Zhenjun appeared unassuming and inconspicuous, but in reality, his Daoist attainments were among the top few in the Shenzheng sect's Twelve Golden Immortals. He possessed numerous treasured artifacts, reached profound realms, and sent a mount with each disciple he dispatched. His strategy was to prioritize wealth.
Huang Tianhua is different from Yang Jian.
Yang Jian is a proper Taoist, reading Taoist sutras, refining herbs, and cultivating qi step by step.
Huang Tianhua's apprenticeship was for blocking calamities; he graduated from a pure cram school, cultivating Daoist attainments through daily consumption of golden pills, completely unaware of the myriad arts of Daoism, and knew only how to swing a large hammer.
Deng Chanyou counted on her fingers and made calculations. The destiny of Huang Tianhua was obscured by the martial propitiousness of the Shenzheng sect, and she could only see a cloud of white mist. However, according to the calculation results, this person is indeed still alive.
"Uncle and aunt, do not worry. According to my calculation, Huang Xian brother is still alive and has a divine connection. I am quite certain of it."
She wanted to say, "I believe that soon you will be reunited as a family," but then she counted on her fingers again and realized that Mrs. Jia would not fall to her death this time at the foot of the Ce Xing Lou. However, her lifespan was indeed short-lived.
From this perspective, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun is truly a son of a bitch.
Knowing that Huang Feihu was in trouble and that he would be a future commander of Xīqí, and that after death, he would become the Lord of the East, he immediately sent Huang Tianhua to save him with his treasures. Why didn't you send people to help when Mrs. Jia was in trouble? Did you just pretend not to know?
Jia and Huang Tianhua did not have their final meeting.
When the Taiyi True Immortal in the original space took Nezha, at least he knew to ask for the parents' consent and made an introduction: "Old Taoist, my name is this, I come from that place, this place, now I see this child is quite good, and I want to take him as a disciple. What are your parents' opinions?"
In fact, regardless of what Li Jing and his wife think, he would still take Nezha as a disciple, but at least he asked for their opinion.
The matter handled by the Qingxu Daode Zhenjun is too ruthless!
A three-year-old child, knowing nothing, is playing at home on his own, and he suddenly abducts the child. His actions are more decisive than a monster capturing Tang Sanzang.
The child doesn't know who his parents are, and his parents don't know where their child is.
From Jia's facial features, this person is not going to die soon, or it is a major disaster. Without external intervention, she will not be able to wait until Huang Tianhua returns from his mountain retreat.
Deng Chanyou could only gently persuade: "Brother Huang is a fortunate person, and I believe he will be able to complete his studies and descend the mountain soon."
"My poor son, oh!" Jia sat on the ground, weeping profusely with low head.
Deng Chanyou hesitated for a moment and finally made up her mind: "Then, I will take Aunt Jia to find Brother Huang. At least, we must make sure you two can see each other."
"Dear niece, I'll go too!" Huang Feihu said resolutely. "As a father, I am incompetent and unable to protect my wife and children. I am ashamed to be a descendant of the Huang family and have no face to see our ancestors after death. But at least, I still have a spark of passion left. Today, even if I die, I want to see my poor child."
Bringing one is bringing one, bringing two is still bringing one.
Deng Chanyou is already a true immortal. Now, riding on clouds is not ordinary white clouds, but auspicious clouds. It's not a problem to bring two people.
As for Deng Jiugong, Deng Xiuzi, and the young wife of the Huang family, they can stay at home and wait.
No problem! At least she said so.
An incense burn time later.
Deng Chanyu and Huang Feihu exchanged glances, five-color beef noodles to each other, how come you're going too? Are you going to send supper to Qingxu Daode Zhenjun? Qingxu Daode Zhenjun has a treasure called the Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan, which is made from the feathers of phoenixes and seven other birds. Once you open it, you're about eight parts done!
Thinking of the Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan, Deng Chanyu also got angry.
Qingxu Daode Zhenjun also doesn't know where he stole the phoenix feathers. Now, she's just going to ask for this cause and effect!
Huang Feihu donned his helmet and armor, rode on the Five-Color Divine Bull, and held a golden hairpin as he carried the bamboo staff.
This thing is called a "staff," which is actually a type of gun, but it is very heavy. According to Huang Feihu's angry expression, it seems he wants to stab a thousand transparent holes in the human trafficker.
The two of them sat on the back of the Five-Color Divine Bull, which was clearly following Huang Feihu from his previous life. It is a top-tier auspicious beast, with immense strength and the ability to ride clouds.
It can't properly ride clouds on its own, but it can walk on Deng Chanyu's auspicious clouds.
Deng Chanyu rode the cloud and tested it, and indeed, it was very light, barely noticeable with the weight of a bull and two people.
"Okay, Uncle and Aunt, please sit comfortably. Let's get going."
Huang Feihu doesn't even care whether or not to attend court; King Zhou and his diligence have nothing to do with each other. The court meetings are held no more than once every ten or twenty days, so Deng Chanyu estimates she'll be back in one or two days, and there's no need to take a leave of absence.
She signaled Deng Jiugong and Deng Xiuzi to be at ease, indicating that she would ride the cloud with the couple to Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's Qingfeng Mountain Ziyang Cave.
The result was naturally a blank, as Qingxu Daode Zhenjun and Huang Tianhua were both called to "team-building" on Kunlun Mountain, even the child who guards the cave was gone.
"Uncle Huang, I'll take you to Kunlun Mountain. You're sure to see Brother Tianhua there, but I have a request."
"Dear niece, please speak."
"Do not use force or insult the other party's school. I don't know if I understand my meaning, Uncle. All I can say is that trouble often arises from the mouth. If you really anger the other party, and my cultivation is still young, I won't be able to protect you."
Huang Feihu has reached the rank of Marquis of Military Success, so he's certainly not a rash youth.
At this moment, he sighed gently, the fighting spirit in his heart that was about to burst had already dissipated half of it after the failure at Qingfeng Mountain.
"Alright, I'll follow niece's advice."
"All right, let's go to Kunlun Mountain. The journey is quite far."
No matter who you were in your previous life, Yuanshi Tianzong definitely won't give you face!
So never attack the Saint, never insult the grand teachings of the Saint, as long as you do these two things, everything else is not a big deal.
With the Qiankun Cauldron in hand, Deng Chanyu can't beat the Twelve Golden Immortals, but she can definitely run away.
Moreover, I only asked you to let the father and son, mother and son of Huang Tianhua meet once. I'm not challenging your martial arts hall, and such a basic requirement is not accepted. Is your heart made of stone?
