Chapter Thirty-Six, Apricot Fairy's Seductive Dance, Wooden Immortal's Ancient Land

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  But Hong Hai'er had made up his mind to subdue the several major demons in the Wooden Immortal Temple, and went to the Huo Yun Cave to tidy up the courtyard for himself, planting flowers and trees.

  After a moment's thought, he picked up Xiaohong, mounted his golden light, and went straight to the Wooden Immortal Hut.

  "A distinguished guest arrives, I apologize for not meeting you farther away!"

  Less than three or four miles away from the Wooden Immortal's Abode, a voice came from ahead, causing Red Boy's mouth to twitch. "Honored guest?" These few individuals addressed Tang Sanzang as "honored guest" when they called out to him. Without stopping, he slowly proceeded towards the main gate of the Wooden Immortal's Abode.

  "Squeak!"

  A soft sound, the gate of Muxian An was open, and a red-haired little boy came out from inside. He had rosy lips and white teeth, quick-witted and lovely. Hong Haier saw this, and his eyes flashed with a hint of unusual color, stopping in place, staring at the child.

  "Halt! You are quite impolite, why do you want to barge into my Wooden Immortal's Hut forbidden land?"

  The little boy went out and saw that there was no one around. He looked up and saw the red boy holding Little Red in mid-air not far away.

  "Are you talking about me?"

  Hong Haier heard this and his eyes flashed with insight, seeing that this little demon was only just transformed and wasn't even a heavenly immortal.

  "That's you!"

  That little boy heard this and stood with his hands on his hips, stretching out his right hand and pointing at the red child.

  "Huh?"

  "Red beard, you're being naughty again."

  The little boy was seen being rude, but Hong Haier was displeased in his heart. However, he heard a woman's voice coming from the hut, and she stopped, gazing at the gate from afar.

  A girl in a pink dress came out of the wooden shed, with a pink face and peach cheeks, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was extremely charming, although not as seductive as Hu Qiuyue, but she had a more natural beauty.

  "My humble home has seen your esteemed presence, just now my younger brother was impolite, I beg your pardon."

  The woman was a coquette, with lotus steps, walking up close, making a distant bow to Hong Haier, but secretly sizing him up with her eyes.

  "The little red apricot fairy is polite."

  "Fire Cloud, a humble Daoist, happened to be passing by this sacred mountain and saw the auspicious clouds gathering and the propitious aura filling the air, which blocked my path. Knowing that there are virtuous scholars cultivating in this place, I was curious and came to pay my respects."

  "Woof woof!"

  The little red in Hong Haier's arms jumped to the ground and called out twice to the small boy with the red beard. The Blood Beast was intelligent, so it naturally knew that the small boy had been rude to Hong Haier just now.

  "Ouch!"

  The blood beast intentionally released a burst of momentum, but the little boy was frightened, his face turned white, and he sat down on the ground in an instant.

  "Cough! Cough!"

  Hong Haier saw this, but he just smiled slightly and then lowered his head to scold Xiao Hong: "You're being naughty again."

  On the other hand, Hong Xing was somewhat unexpected, looking at the little red ball rolling around Hong Haier's feet, a hint of unusual color flashed in her eyes.

  He reached out and helped the red-bearded man up from the ground, who didn't seem to mind at all. Many immortal families who cultivate the Tao often raise exotic beasts, and their strength is quite impressive.

  It's just that it's not bad, scaring off Chi Xus such a newly transformed little monster doesn't require much profound cultivation. However, I'm even more curious about Hong Haier's identity now.

  A pair of starry eyes shone with a strange light, carefully sizing up the Red Boy, but it was a hidden path. The Fire Cloud Daoist was quite handsome. His skin was fair and his sword eyebrows were bright, and he had an ethereal air about him, apparently a Yuan Yang body.

  "Haha, honored guest has arrived, I haven't gone far to welcome you, forgive me, forgive me!"

  At this moment, a voice came from the Wooden Immortal's Abode. The Red Boy was able to discern that it was the same person who had spoken earlier.

  Looking up, I saw a middle-aged gentleman walking out of the doorway with the sound, wearing a yellow shirt and wearing hemp shoes. He was thin in figure, with kind eyebrows and eyes, but there were a few hidden cleverness and shrewdness in his eyes.

  "Muxian'an eighteen gentlemen have met Huoyun Daoist friends, Daoist friends came to my humble abode, making Muxian'an mountain under the thatched cottage radiant." The middle-aged elegant gentleman walked out of the main gate and glanced at the red boy on the stone steps below, seeing his extraordinary demeanor and having a noble bearing, yet being startled.

  He hastily walked forward and greeted Hong Haier, but he was puzzled in his heart. The young man looked quite young, but had the cultivation of a heavenly immortal. He didn't seem like a demon, with an upright aura on his face, and there was even more of an immortal air between his eyebrows and eyes, clearly from a famous sect. Moreover, looking at his expression, he actually seemed to have an attitude that didn't put this Golden Immortal in his eyes, but he didn't know what he came to the Wooden Immortal's Abode for?

  "Huo Yun has seen eighteen masters!"

  At this time, Hong Haier's heart was slightly moved. It turned out that the demons in the Wooden Immortal Hut were tree spirits who had cultivated for many years and achieved enlightenment on their own, unlike others who had a master or a sect to pass down their teachings, just like Hu Qiuyue, they could be called wild cultivators.

  At this point, the eighteen Arhats had already achieved a high level of Dao cultivation as Golden Immortals, yet it was astonishing and admirable. To put it into perspective, Hu Qiuyue had obtained the Dan Dao legacy from the Unborn Holy Mother, and with her exceptional innate talent, she had only reached the middle stage of Xuanxian cultivation, still far from achieving Golden Immortality.

  Thinking about it, I let it go. After all, in Journey to the West, these eighteen robbers and the red-haired ghost actually kidnapped Tang Monk in front of the monk, how can they be capable if they don't have a few tricks up their sleeves?

  Thinking about it, he secretly took a glance at the red-haired boy beside him. It seemed that this was the Red-Haired Ghost 500 years later.

  "Cough! Cough!"

  The Eighteen Arhats saw the look on Hong Haier's face, and were slightly startled. They thought to themselves, "This Fire Cloud Dao Ren is really unappreciative of favors." Just now, Chi Xiu had clashed with him, but given his heavenly immortal cultivation, would he dare to act wildly in my Wooden Immortal Hut?

  His expression remained unchanged, and he smiled: "Fellow Taoist, you've come to my humble abode, weary from the wind and dust. If you don't mind, please come into the hut for a chat, and try some of this year's spring tea. I'll also introduce you to three other fellow Taoists."

  "Uh."

  Hong Haier heard the sound, and he woke up to realize that he had been a bit rude just now. He also heard the words of the Eighteenth Master, knowing that his intention was to intimidate himself, but secretly laughed. Originally came to find fault, just want to subdue you, but you actually helped me find an excuse.

  He bowed slightly towards the eighteenth master and then smiled: "It's what I've always wanted, but I don't dare ask."

  "That's great."

  When he heard Hong Haier's words, the eighteenth uncle had a slight curl at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes. He seemed familiar with him as he walked up to him, reached out and took hold of Hong Haier's left hand, and then headed towards the Wooden Immortal Hut.

  Seeing this, Hong Haier also sneered in his heart, and nodded to Xiaohong on the side. Xiaohong called out twice, ignoring the red-bearded boy, and followed Hong Haier's footsteps towards the Wooden Immortal Temple.

  Only Xingxian remained in her original position, gazing at the back of Hong Haier, a thoughtful expression flashing across her beautiful eyes, and then she smiled slightly.

  He reached out and pulled up Red Whiskers, also heading towards the Wooden Immortal's Hut...

  In the Muxian'an, Hong Haier was taken to the backyard instead.

  Only in the wooden hermitage, there is another world, different from the distant view of the smoky misty stone house. Its layout is quite similar to the nine palaces and eight trigrams, with two large courtyards east and west, forming a Taiji pattern. There are also pavilions, towers, corridors, and winding verandas, crisscrossing each other.

  In the eyes of the Taiji yin-yang fish, there is a tower and a pool, which are interdependent as yin and yang. Furthermore, there are thousands of trees and thousands of different flowers, intertwined among them. It's enough to make Hong Haier's heart tremble with amazement; not to mention anything else, this mansion alone is like a book on the Tao.

  Among them, the heavy restrictions are most suitable for nourishing various spiritual grasses. Although the years have been long and the spiritual energy has been lost, it is enough to give birth to some shocking demons. It's no wonder that the wooden fairy hut is just a mortal wood that has attained the Tao, yet it can also have such a high level of cultivation.

  Those numerous prohibitions have the effect of confining people, fortunately Hong Haier has been quietly contemplating and comprehending the Supreme Clarity Great Tao in recent years, understanding many array methods, if it were someone else.

  Even a celestial being who enters this place will be tormented to death by the evil spirits in that wooden hut.

  Hong Haier's eyes sparkled as he carefully observed the surroundings of the hut, but in his heart, he had already made a plan. He glanced at Chi Xus who was standing by and smiled slightly, then walked to the stone table and sat down, taking up the tea water and sipping it lightly...