Journey to the West: Yinhu Zhenjun

Chapter 243 The feast of elves in the mountains, the sun-shooting bow remains

On the Poison Dragon Lake, Lu Yin put the Yin and Yang bottles into the sea of ​​consciousness. Speaking of which, the Wind-fixing Pearl and Feilong Baozhan left behind by the last defeat of Lingji Bodhisattva seemed to be with the master.

"I don't know what kind of magic weapon has been refined into."

Lu Yin muttered, and Nezha and the others slowly approached. Kong Yu frowned and asked, "Who is Fangcai?"

Lu Yin nodded and said with a smile: "The Supreme Lord, I came here specifically to restore the world this time."

Kong Yu nodded, "This power is really surprising."

"What about the members of the Poison Dragon Palace and the Seventeen Cities?"

Huang Lan asked in confusion.

Lu Yin stood silently on the boat, spreading his consciousness and looking into the distance.

After a few breaths, he showed a smile and said: "The members of the Poison Dragon Palace have been sent to reincarnation."

"As for the other demon cities, they all work on their own. Some have been disbanded and some have formed temporary alliances, but within a million years, they should all be gone."

"That's good."

Nezha smiled and said, isn't this exactly what he and others are here for?

"That's right, after two and a half years of this trip, the Poison Dragon Palace will be solved."

Lu Yin replied.

During this time of enlightenment, several people had some insights, so they stayed for two days to absorb and transform, and then set off again on the third day.

"It's a pity. It's better to let the bull head escape, otherwise, it will be crushed on the Immortal Killing Platform!"

Nezha said regretfully.

Lu Yin replied: "The Bull Demon King is very powerful, not much worse than Sun Wukong. Think about what happened when Sun Wukong was captured back then, and then think about it now."

Nezha sighed helplessly, "That's why it's a pity that you and your second brother can't appear together all year round. This time you had the opportunity, but that Bull Demon King ran away."

"Don't panic, don't panic. I watched the sky last night and predicted that the Bull Demon King must be in trouble."

Lu Yin smiled.

"Just you?" Nezha leaned back tactically, "You still watch the sky at night? If you had this ability, we wouldn't have been kept in the dark."

"Ahem," Lu Yin coughed twice, "I just learned it, I just learned it."

Kong Yu shook his head helplessly and asked aloud: "I see there is a Taoist temple image on the top of the mountain in front, emitting a faint light. Could it be that some immortal is living in seclusion here?"

Lu Yin spread his consciousness to look from a distance, and said: "That's right, but there are some Dao rhymes in it, anyway, let's rest in that Taoist temple tonight, so we can see what kind of hall it is."

Everyone agreed and stepped down faster. At sunset, they arrived just in front of the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.

This Taoist temple has a damaged plaque, but the whole thing is still in order, with red walls and black tiles, and two extinguished lanterns in front of the door.

Nezha glanced at it twice, then blew it gently, and the lantern lit up, and the slightest fragrance came out. Nezha said in surprise: "Well! This is the best lamp oil, which is used by many immortal Taoist temples." !”

"Is there really an unknown immortal living here in seclusion?"

Lu Yin guessed for a while, then raised his head and took a closer look. He found that half of the plaque was rotten and there were no traces at all.

Well, let's go in and have a look.

Lu Yin reached out and knocked twice, then paused for a breath. There was no response from behind the door.

Only then did Lu Yin stretch out his hand to push open the wooden door and strode in.

The gate of this Taoist temple is the temple, on which is enshrined a faceless statue. This statue, wearing a Taoist robe, a sword on its waist, and a heroic figure faces the main entrance.

There were many incense candles around, but they all gave off a musty smell of decay and decay.

"The face of this statue seems to have been forcibly shaved off."

Huang Lan said in surprise.

The mana fluctuations on this statue are vague and charming. How could the face be shaved off?
Lu Yin glanced at the lobby and frowned. There was something weird everywhere. The lights were brightly lit, but when he was outside the door, he couldn't see a trace of the truth.

"Why do you care so much about him? There are many immortals and gods in the lower realm who have committed crimes in heaven. One of the punishments is this. In this way, the temple dedicated to him has become a wild temple."

Nezha jumped lightly on the incense table, stared at the statue for a while, and then picked up the fruits on it and started eating.

"Little Tong'er said it well."

Lu Yin paused, turned around, and looked towards the speaker.

Out of the darkness at the side came out an old man in Taoist robes, with white hair and beard, holding an ebony walking stick in his hand, with a calm expression, and he didn't panic at all when he saw Lu Yin and the others in this dangerous place.

"Dare to ask the old man?"

Lu Yin raised his hand and asked.

"I don't dare. This little old man can only pray in the temple here, and he cannot be worshiped by the great sage."

Miao Zhu walked away quickly. Nezha heard that he knew Lu Yin, and immediately threw down the fruit in his hand and asked: "Old man, do you know who I am?"

Laomiao Zhu replied truthfully: "The Great God of Santan Haihui, the Third Prince Nezha."

"Okay, okay, you are still a knowledgeable person!" Nezha laughed, "Why don't you quickly bring out the delicious food and drink for us to enjoy."

Lu Yin played Nezha for a while and then said: "We are just taking a rest for the night, and we hope that it will be convenient for us to go to the temple."

Lao Miao Zhu nodded, "Even if it is the great sage's request, I am fine with it, but I also have something to ask."

"But it doesn't matter."

Lu Yin replied that the temple blessing in front of him seemed to be human but not human. It should be an elf condensed with the charm of the statue, and he somehow made this temple blessing.

Lao Miao Zhu nodded slowly, as if he had many questions to ask. After a few breaths, he asked: "Is it possible for this god to live forever?"

Lu Yin and others looked at each other, and Nezha smiled and said: "Of course not, don't you know that the sky has an end and the earth has its age." "This god only lives longer than mortals. Not only is it plagued by three disasters and nine difficulties, but he also faces other The killings of monks, in my opinion, are just stronger mortals.”

Lu Yin secretly nodded, what Nezha said was the mainstream tone in the world of immortality.

The old Miao Zhu nodded slightly and asked again: "Do you know whether this god will forget it?"

"Neither."

This was said by Kong Yu, but no explanation was given.

Laomiao Zhu nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Then why has Luzhou in Beiju been so forgotten and isolated by the three realms for thousands of years?"

"This?"

Nezha paused and turned to look at Lu Yin.

Lu Yin thought for a few seconds before saying, "No, there was Emperor Zhenwu who wiped out the monsters before, but now we have traveled thousands of miles across several states to come, how can we say that we have forgotten?"

Lao Miao Zhu hummed, showing a thoughtful look, and finally said: "So, I have no problem. It's freezing here. It's close to the north. The further north you go, the colder it will be."

"I'm going to get those quilts so I can warm you all up."

"Hey, you?"

Nezha called out, and the old Miao Zhu continued walking behind him as if he was deaf.

Lu Yin held Nezha down and shook his head slightly. Huang Lan and Kong Yu also came over and waited patiently.

Not long after, the old Miao Zhu brought several quilts, and each person got one piece. Lu Yin stretched out his hand to touch them, and felt sleepy for no reason.

When he turned around, he saw that Nezha and the other three had fallen asleep half-lying on the quilts.

Lu Yin wanted to break free, but had no strength, so he could only lie down softly on the quilt and fall asleep.

After a night of silence, Lu Yin was awakened by the morning wind.

"This is?"

Lu Yin looked down and saw that the four of him were soaking in the hot spring. The familiar feeling told Lu Yin that this was one of the Nine Yang Springs.

The real fire below was stirring. Lu Yin separated from Lu Yu's clone and turned into a golden crow. He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the real sun fire deep in the hot spring was sucked into his belly.

Lu Yin's cultivation base skyrocketed, and he stopped after a few breaths.

Not only that, there seemed to be an unexpected gain in Lu Yin's mind.

The hidden location of the Sun Archer Bow?
Isn't this thing in the hands of Tianzun or Chang'e?

This, this, it’s cheap to have it delivered to your door!
Just as Lu Yin was thinking, the three of Nezha also woke up, and Huang Lan looked around and said: "It seems that the old temple blessing last night should be transformed by the elves here, and this is the source of blessing."

"That's right, the four of us have studied the element of fire. It's better to absorb it quickly."

Kong Yu urged, Nezha and the others fell into sedation again. How could such a good opportunity be found in ordinary times.

Lu Yin did not get involved, but stood up and left. He was quite diligent in the journey of fire, so he did not need to compete for such blessings.

He just walked to the top of the hill and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, Sun Wukong, who was moving forward, also made a move.

"Brother Monkey, what's the matter?"

Zhu Bajie stretched out his head and asked.

Sun Wukong shook his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just watching the weather. I've been traveling all this way, so I think I should have a place to stay."

"Humph, I usually say that I am a lazy pig, but I think you, a monkey, are also lazy. Today, you just walked a few steps and you shouted to stop. In my opinion, you are a lazy monkey!"

Zhu Bajie grunted and looked at Sun Wukong's increasingly gloomy face and hid behind the white dragon horse.

"I think you haven't put on your bed for three days, so you're looking for a beating!"

Sun Wukong held up the golden cudgel and was about to take action. Monk Sha quickly blocked him. Tang Monk sat on the horse and couldn't help laughing and said: "Wukong, don't do this. Bajie was just confused for a moment. I saw clouds rising in front of me. It seemed to be someone else's house." .”

Sun Wukong snorted and then said: "Okay, I, Old Sun, will take a look."

Immediately he jumped up onto the clouds, and when he looked from a distance, he saw a burst of Buddha's light in front of the mountain. He saw: The door hangs with green cypresses, and the house is close to the green mountain.A few pine trees are growing slowly, and a few bamboo stems are spotted.

The wild chrysanthemums by the fence are shining with frost, and the orchids by the bridge are reflecting water.The walls are made of powder and mud, surrounded by bricks.The high hall is magnificent, and the building is very clean and safe.Cattle and sheep are not seen, chickens and dogs are absent, I think it is the autumn harvest and farming.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes lit up, and he heard another cold snort, and immediately smiled secretly in his heart, "Okay, okay, these Bodhisattvas are here."

He immediately turned around and shouted, "Master! There's a great place ahead!"

Bai Longma snorted. As soon as he saw Sun Wukong like this, he knew that he was going to do something bad. Unfortunately, he was only weak and could not speak.

Zhu Bajie came forward again and said, "What! What a good place to go!"

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Hey, I, Old Sun, will just lead you there."

After saying that, he squeezed Bajie away, stretched out his hand to take the reins, and led Tang Seng and others forward.

As I got closer, I saw that there were three halls facing south, with high curtains.On the screen door, there is a horizontal scroll painting of Shoushan Mountain and Fuhai; on both sides of the golden lacquer pillars, there is a spring couplet on red paper, which reads: The silk is weak and the willows are flat on the bridge in the evening, and the snow is dotted in the fragrant plum courtyard in spring.In the middle, there is a matte black incense table, and a bronze beast stove is placed on it.

There are six top chairs on it, and four seasons hanging screens are hung on the two hills.

Sun Wukong knocked on the door in front of the mountain.

There was a reply from far away.

"Who is it that broke into my widow's door?"

Sun Wukong stretched his arms and legs, turned over, pushed Tang Monk in front of him, and said with a smile: "Please, please!"

(End of this chapter)