Journey to the West: Yinhu Zhenjun

Chapter 314 Ziyun Mountain, Qianhua Cave

Lu Yin was taken aback, and replied truthfully: "A few days ago, I came to my mountain, but I was in Beizhou, and I just met once like you and I."

Erlang Shen nodded and did not ask what the two were discussing. He just frowned and said, "Fairy Chang'e, I disappeared after contacting you."

"Missing? How come?"

Lu Yin couldn't believe it, "Why did you disappear?"

Erlang Shen shook his head slightly, "I don't know the details. Fairy Baihua and Fairy Nishang were waiting in the Moon Palace, but no one was seen, so I came out to look for them."

"Do you have any information?"

Lu Yin asked.

Erlang Shen replied: "There are no signs of anyone taking action nearby. There are so many monks under your mountain that it will not be easy to search."

"Let's do this. I'd like to ask Zhenjun to conduct a thorough investigation of my mountain. Taoist Half-Dragon will guide you. I'll take care of it here and come over right away."

Lu Yin replied.

Erlang Shen nodded and cut off the communication.

After the communication ended, Lu Yin was somewhat silent, with countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

Demon Lord, there are still people in the Holy Court who want to put the blame on me.

Or maybe the demon on Xiniu Hezhou captured Chang'e. No matter which one, Lu Yin felt uncomfortable all over.

There are many myths about Fairy Chang'e spread across the four continents, and she has gradually become a symbol of heaven, and is closely connected to the lunar star. This is about to cause big things!
This damn thunder and lightning, we must find a way to neutralize it.

Go to Tianwaitian, or find a master?

After much hesitation, Lu Yin summoned the unwilling Black Jade Qilin, got on his horse and ran towards the Netherworld.

Anyway, it is a ready-made thunder, so we might as well clean up the underworld.

After entering the gate of hell, Lu Yin walked straight, the dark clouds above his head were slowly gathering. After sending a few communications to the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace, he rushed towards the eighteenth level of hell.

"Black and white are impermanent, with a bull's head and a horse's face, call all the innocent souls who have committed capital crimes over here!"

Lu Yin announced with his magic power.

These four Yin gods took over the will of the King of Hell, ordered their troops and horses one after another, and met in the eighteenth level of hell.

The two ghost kings humbled themselves at the door, and Mo Yu Qilin snorted coldly, scaring them so much that they dared not look up.

Not only the cultivation level, but also the auspicious energy on Qilin's body almost killed them.

Fortunately, Lu Yin did not stay long and entered the eighteen levels of hell.

Then, while watching the dark clouds above his head pass through the space and appear above his head, he waited for the four Yin gods to arrive.

Not long after, the four Yin gods arrived with a large number of evil ghosts. Most of these evil ghosts were evil spirits in the world or in the underworld. They were usually locked up in death row and endured the punishment of the eighteen levels of hell every day.

Lu Yin glanced at him and said, "Hurry up!"

The four of them raised their heads and glanced at the thunderclouds above their heads, and each of them flashed a hint of surprise. In this underworld, there has always been Yin thunder, but where has Yang thunder ever appeared?
Even though they were curious in their hearts, the four Yin gods threw the evil spirits together and retreated to the edge.

Such a large number of evil spirits were gathered together. Without the protection of the Yin God, there was only a young man with a heavy face beside him. Almost instantly, the evil ghost broke away and roared towards Lu Yin.

"Be careful."

Bai Wuchang couldn't help reminding.

Mo Yu Qilin nudged him and signaled him not to walk into the range.

Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment, but he honestly stepped aside.

Lu Yin looked coldly at the attacking evil spirits, raised his head slightly, and while breathing, thunder rolled down from the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Several thunderbolts fell in succession, Mo Yu Qilin shook his head, and the four Yin gods felt a suffocating energy, and couldn't help but keep retreating. It was not until Lu Yin waved his hand to release the magic power that they dared to narrow their eyes. Just look at it.

"Hehehe!"

The black jade unicorn let out a human-like laugh, and the four of them looked in the middle. The tens of thousands of evil spirits just disappeared in an instant. Lu Yin, who was standing in the middle, was also covered in burnt black and his face was bitter.

The voice of Qilin's laughter became louder and louder, until Lu Yin glared at her and then restrained himself.

"The lightning disaster has dissipated a lot. I have to go to the depths of the underworld to take shelter. You go ahead and do your work first."

Lu Yin said quickly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds above his head began to gather again.

Before the four Yin gods could reply, Lu Yin disappeared from sight.

There are only four Yin gods left. You look at me and I look at you.

Nameless barren hills.

Lu Yin turned over and got off the Moyu Qilin.

He patted the little thing on the head casually, and flew straight into the barren hills.

Since the bloody sea battle, Lu Yin rarely goes to the underworld, not because he doesn't like it, but mainly because he is afraid of the Yin people of the Asura leader.

In the last battle, two supreme beings were dispatched, Emperor Ziwei and Empress Houtu, as well as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Even if there was Medicine Buddha Tathagata on the other side to help, the Shura leader would have ended up half dead.

But from the appearance of the Blood God Son, we knew that Lao Deng was just cowering in the sea of ​​blood, not knowing what he had in mind.

If he really launches a sneak attack without regard for face, Lu Yin will lose half his life.

This is the result of the Five Elements Escape Technique.

Fortunately, there are thunder tribulations above his head and Mo Yu Qilin is by his side. Even if Lao Deng takes action, he can leave safely.

Thinking of this, Lu Yin's body emitted bursts of treasure light, and the magic weapons in the sea of ​​​​consciousness flew out one after another, surrounding him, working together to resist the thunder disaster.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Thunder tribulations fell one after another. This place was the underworld, and the quality of the thunder tribulations was greatly weakened. However, even so, Lu Yin felt a little numb.

When the huge thundercloud dissipated, Lu Yin also fell down on the mountain col and could not recover for a long time.

Mo Yu Qilin walked up to him and nudged Lu Yin with his head. Lu Yin said: "It's more tiring than fighting with Sun Wukong."

"Pooh!"

Mo Yu Qilin spat on Lu Yin's face. Lu Yin instantly sat up angrily and stared at the Qilin.

Mo Yuqilin tilted his head, as if to say, isn't this very energetic?
Lu Yin's face darkened, he put his face to Mo Yu Qilin's face, and wiped the spittle off her face regardless of her struggles and objections.

Then he climbed onto his horse skillfully and said, "Go back to the mountain."

Moyu Qilin spat a few more times and wiped his face with his hands like a cat, then reluctantly opened the space crack and shuttled towards the earthly immortal world.

Above Liangying Mountain, the large white clouds did not flow with the wind, which made the monks at the foot of the mountain have a lot of guesses.

"It should be some god who came to visit, but I don't know why he didn't come down."

"Previously, the fairy came down to worship the mountain in person. Who is this person, so proud?"

"Shhh, be careful what you say, you're talking nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, just watch, don't talk nonsense."

A few words caused more monks to speculate, but no one dared to ride on the clouds to take a look. It is not a small crime to collide with the gods!

Erlangshen waited patiently at the head of the cloud, and soon a spy came to report.

"True Monarch, I have asked the mountain god and the land, and I found nothing abnormal."

"Zhenjun, I also said hello to the patrolling spiritual officer in the sky. There is indeed no trace of fighting." "Where is the clairaudience and the wind ear?"

Erlangshen asked with his eyes closed.

"There is no news. I was afraid that the news would be leaked, so I didn't dare to ask any more questions."

Erlang Shen waved his hand and opened his eyes, not both eyes, but the divine eye on his forehead.

This divine eye is considered a natural supernatural power. In his early years, before he became an immortal, he was just like ordinary people. After becoming an immortal, he had this third divine eye on his forehead.

This divine eye has boundless magical power and unparalleled magical power. With just one sweep of the past and future, he will know everything in his mind. With a flash of divine light, he can see through the six paths of reincarnation, identify the true and false, discern between good and evil in the three realms, and make his opponents evil and evil appear immediately. Out of his true form, his body dies and his soul is scattered.

This time it is used to search for the whereabouts, and it will surely gain something.

At this moment, Lu Yin rode a strange beast through the air and landed firmly behind Erlang Shen. Seeing everyone's nervous expressions, he did not speak. He just secretly observed the magical power and had something to worry about in his mind.

This divine light was worrying, but fortunately it only lasted for a moment, and Erlang Shen had withdrawn his magical power.

Something flew from the sky. Erlang Shen stretched out his hand and held it firmly in his hand.

"This is?"

Lu Yin came over.

Erlang Shen stretched out his hand, and there was an embroidery needle, as thick as an eyebrow, five or six minutes in length, and integrated into one piece. It seemed real but not real, and virtual but not virtual.

The Roaring Sky Dog on the side sniffed it twice and shouted: "It seems to be a product of the Shinto. It is a product of magical power. If it were not for the master's means, it would have disappeared into the world long ago."

"No wonder I was running around just now, and I couldn't ask for news."

Someone from the Meishan brothers said.

Lu Yin frowned slightly and said, "Who uses this needle as a weapon?"

Everyone lowered their eyes and thought, and the Erlang Shen chuckled, "Don't think so hard, my beloved dog is so good at sniffing, he should miss it."

Everyone claimed that it was, and Lu Yin had a problem in his mind, but he was not in a hurry to say it out.

Anyway, Roaring Sky Dog can track Tao.

Erlang Shinto said: "This Shinto treasure should be considered a god."

"Go to Tianting first, then go to Lingshan. Xiaotian, you will lead the way."

"Yes, Master!"

The roaring dog swung its tail happily.

"Look at my boundless world, tracking me for thousands of miles! Go this way!"

The thin black dog shook his head and said.

Lu Yin praised, "It's really amazing."

He glanced at Mo Yu Qilin next to him again. Mo Yu Qilin's eyes widened and he slightly nudged Lu Yin, expressing his dissatisfaction in turn.

Roaring Sky Dog led the way, but did not fly towards the Heavenly Palace. Erlang followed behind him calmly and calmly.

Everyone walked for a while, and Lu Yin looked familiar from a distance, and asked in surprise: "Huanghua Temple?"

This is the lower realm Taoist temple of my friend Duomu Zhenjun, the Yellow Flower Temple.

The Roaring Sky Dog replied: "Don't be anxious, Great Sage, that aura comes from here."

Lu Yin nodded, feeling calm in his heart, and allowed the roaring dog to search. Everyone circled around the top of the mountain and then flew away into the distance.

Thousands of miles away, everyone's speed slowed down. Erlang Shen had strong magic power and did not consume much.

Erlangshen looked around and said, "Where is this place?"

He has lived in Zhanbuzhou in the south for a long time and is not very familiar with Hezhou in Xiniu.

I only see this mountain: green pines cover the scenic spot, and green cypresses surround the fairyland.Green willows line the mountain roads, and strange flowers fill the canals.Fragrant orchids surround the stone house, and fragrant grass reflects the rocks.The flowing water and streams are green, and the ancient trees are covered with clouds.Wild birds are chirping, and deer are walking slowly.The pruned bamboo branches are beautiful, and the red plum leaves are slender.Jackdaws roost in the old trees, and the spring birds sing loudly.The fields are full of summer wheat, and there is plenty of autumn crops.There are no leaves falling at four o'clock, but there are flowers like flowers at eight o'clock.Every time he is born, the auspicious mist reaches the sky, and the auspicious clouds are always sent to connect the sky.

Lu Yin paused for a moment and said, "Ziyun Mountain, Thousand Flower Cave, where the Bodhisattva Pilanpo is."

"Bodhisattva Pilampo?"

Erlang Shen frowned and said: "I have heard that this Bodhisattva is a Hinayana Buddhist, but his relationship with Lingshan is not bad, but he has a weird personality, how could he be related to her."

Everyone shook their heads. Erlang Shen and Lu Yin looked at each other and said, "Go down. You wait outside the cave while the Great Sage and I go to visit."

"Yes!"

Everyone pressed down their cloud heads and landed outside the mountain, leaving Lu Yin and Erlang Shen alone to walk into the cave.

The two stood outside the cave without any obstruction. Erlangshen looked at Lu Yin, and Lu Yin shook his head honestly.

Erlang Shen had also predicted it. Back then, Lu Yin and Sun Wukong beat Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva and Pilan Po Bodhisattva so hard that they almost caused a war between Heaven and Lingshan. It is understandable that they would not speak out.

After a pause, Erlang Shen cupped his hands and said, "I'm here, Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, together with the great sage Lu Yin of Huangtian, come to visit the Bodhisattva."

The words echoed in the cave, but no one came out to greet them.

After a few breaths, the sound of trivial footsteps could be heard.

It is the Bodhisattva Vilamva.

She was wearing a long blue dress, and she was holding a flower basket in her hand. There were various flowers in the flower basket. She was not wearing a crown on her head and was barefoot, as if she was working in the backyard.

"You two," Bodhisattva Pilanpo glanced at Erlang Shen and Lu Yin, "What do you mean?"

Pilanpo Bodhisattva stood quietly in front of the cave entrance, with no intention of inviting the two people in. Erlang Shen did not think much and only said: "There is a god missing in the heaven. I sent people to trace it, but has the Bodhisattva seen or heard it?" No sound of fighting or people?”

Bodhisattva Pilampo paused slightly and said, "Who is missing?"

Lu Yin said: "One of my sisters."

Erlang Shen nodded.

Bodhisattva Pilanpo smiled and said: "Great Sage Lu Yin has always been romantic. At first he didn't want the position of a god because he was a Rakshasa girl, but now he dares to come to my door because of his sister?"

"Did you ever think about today when you were on that Huangfengling Mountains?"

This woman wants to settle old scores.

Lu Yin was not afraid, but he had something to ask for at the moment and remained silent. Erlang Shen chuckled and said, "I wonder if the Bodhisattva has seen it?"

Facing God Erlang's question, Bodhisattva Pilanpo's face softened a bit, thought for a while, then shook his head slightly, and said, "The poor monk has never been out of this mountain, and there has never been a fight within a thousand miles."

Erlang Shen nodded, but Lu Yin's heart sank. The old woman definitely lied about the embroidery needle, or maybe she did it with her own hands.

Lu Yin's heart was filled with ups and downs, but his face was stable. He glanced at Erlang Shen, who also had a hard expression on his face.

He still smiled and said, "In that case, I would like to thank you Bodhisattva."

"Let's leave."

After saying that, he took Lu Yin away.

At the foot of the mountain, next to the big tree.

Erlangshen was confused and suddenly asked, "Do you really have anything to do with her?"

Lu Yin said, "I have some memories of this injection. Only she and Maori Xingjun have it. What do you think?"

"You mean?"

Erlang Shen asked dubiously.

"Yes, she is the mother of Mr. Maori Xingjun."

Lu Yin nodded in response.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

(End of this chapter)