The day after the battle, Erlang Zhenjun came to Huaguo Mountain to apologize.

He found Sun Wukong and handed him a mirror.

Sun Wukong looked in the mirror: "What is this?"

"Sign up the demon mirror."

Erlang Zhenjun said, "I will give it to the Monkey King to apologize."

Sun Wukong smiled.

"Forget it, I didn't blame you."

He refused.

Zhao Yaojing is a good thing, but he has ignorant eyes and may not lose to Zhao Yaojing after adding merit.

Erlang Zhenjun looked at Sun Wukong with some surprise.

"Don't you blame me?"

Sun Wukong nodded: "You and I know the reason inside. What do I blame you for doing?"

Erlang Zhenjun was very moved and said, "Since that's the case, Monkey King, please allow me to move to Huaguo Mountain."

Sun Wukong almost thought he had heard it wrong.

"Guanjiangkou is not suitable for living, I want to move to Huaguo Mountain."

Erlang Zhenjun continued, "I brought all my subordinates."

Sun Wukong opened his eyes wide.

He looked up and looked into the distance, and he saw a black wind surrounding the East China Sea.

Sun Wukong flew to the place where the black wind was, and there were covered with grass-headed gods. When they saw Sun Wukong, these grass-headed gods were so scared that they shrank their heads and ears and dared not say anything.

"What are you doing with your head shrunk!"

Erlang Zhenjun stood beside Sun Wukong and said, "Stand well, the Monkey King will not attack you!"

The grass-headed gods were nervously fighting, but they were still scared.

There is no way. Sun Wukong's Dharma image yesterday was really terrifying, so they couldn't help but be afraid.

Erlang Zhenjun called out his six brothers, namely Kang, Zhang, Yao, Li, two generals, Guo Shen, and Zhijian, and introduced them to Sun Wukong one by one.

Although the Six Saints of Meishan were also afraid of Sun Wukong, they performed much better than the Cao-Headed God, at least in their verbal appreciation of Sun Wukong.

After introducing six brothers, Erlang Zhenjun said to Sun Wukong: "I will build an island nearby to settle the tribes, and I hope the Monkey King will agree."

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "You brought even people, can I still disagree?"

He didn't expect that if he stepped on Guanjiangkou, so many grass-headed gods would come.

These are not idle guys.

"Ao Luan."

Sun Wukong called Ao Luan and asked her to entertain these grass-headed gods first.

Zhenjun Erlang told the grass-headed gods not to make trouble, so he took the Six Saints of Meishan and Sun Wukong back to Yunxiao City.

In Yunxiao City, Sun Wukong held a banquet to entertain Erlang Zhenjun. Erlang Zhenjun took a few sips and couldn't help but throw the wine glass.

"The Great Heavenly Lord issued an order to test you, but I dare not not test you."

He said, "If he doesn't issue an imperial edict, I will definitely not be an enemy of the Monkey King!"

Sun Wukong nodded. The relationship between Erlang Zhenjun and the Jade Emperor was not very good.

But the majesty of the Great Heavenly Lord is there. No matter what, Erlang Zhenjun must obey orders.

"I understand without talking about this."

Sun Wukong asked someone to change a glass of wine for Erlang Zhenjun and said, "Zhengjun will live in Huaguo Mountain in the future."

The addition of Erlang Zhenjun has made Huaguo Mountain more wings.

And those grass-headed gods from Guanjiangkou did not come to Rokuoshima with Ao Luan until Sun Wukong left for a long time.

The appearance of so many grass-headed gods caused a panic in Rokushima, especially those ferocious ghost judges, which scared away several groups of human traders who traded in Rokushima.

Ao Luan had no choice but to arrange them to the beach first and let the monsters bring them food in a big pot.

The grass-headed gods dare not leave the seaside.

During the meal, they obediently followed the instructions of the monsters and lined up to collect food one by one.

This made the deer demon who was fighting the food a little curious: "Why are you so scared?"

"It's not your king yet!"

The grass-headed gods replied: "He turned into a body bigger than Kunlun Mountain. He could trample us with one foot, and our true master could not beat him."

"That's right, right!"

Some ghost judges said, "You didn't see it. He shot an arrow and even shot through the Nantianmen!"

The deer demon couldn't help laughing: "How could we be so powerful!"

Sun Wukong rarely shows his magical powers in Huaguo Mountain, and many monsters don’t know how powerful he is.

The grass-headed gods shook their heads. The deer demon was in a blessing and did not know how to be blessed.

They sat by the beach with their food, picked up chopsticks and started eating.

“Huh?”

A ghost judge was suddenly stunned: "What is this?"

“Braised tofu.”

The deer demon smiled and said, "There are too many of you who can only eat tofu. If it is not enough, you can add it again."

As soon as she finished speaking, the grass-headed gods rushed to the pot.

"I want to add food!"

"Mine, this is mine!"

"Don't rob, let me eat first!"

The fighting between the grass-headed gods made the deer demon stunned.

"Have you ever eaten tofu?"

The deer demon asked in surprise.

"Where can I eat this kind of delicious food on earth?"

The grass-headed gods burst into tears. Although they were gods, they were just small immortals. Except for occasionally going out to hunt, they practiced hard on weekdays and ate simple food.

Erlang Zhenjun did not allow them to compete with humans for food. Even if they had eaten tofu, they would have eaten tofu fried with hot oil.

"How many humans are there to honor you?"

The grass-headed gods asked while eating, "You are so good here, how strong is the incense?"

"Incense?"

The deer demon was stunned: "What incense?"

The grass-headed gods were shocked. Without incense, how could the monsters give them such delicious food?

“We made these tofu ourselves.”

The deer demon giggled and said, "You all have a hot meal? No wonder they are so pitiful."

She felt a little sympathetic to these rustic buns who had never seen the world.

The grass-headed gods were both surprised and happy.

They asked, "Can we still eat such delicious food in the future?"

Lu Yao nodded: "If you work in Huaguo Mountain, you can still buy something ten thousand times better than tofu."

"Ten thousand times better than tofu!"

The grass-headed gods were shocked.

No wonder Grandpa Zhenjun lost the fight and even brought them here.

This Huaguo Mountain is simply a place of immortals!

The grass-headed gods all felt that they had roots under their feet and never wanted to leave again.

"Thank you, thank you, Grandpa Zhenjun!"

"I must stay in Huaguo Mountain!"

They ate tofu voraciously and vowed to live a good life in the future.
Chapter completed!