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Back then, Yang Jian split the mountain to save his mother, which enraged the Jade Emperor. He ordered the ten golden crows to transform into the Golden Crow Formation to capture Yang Jian, and Yao Ji was thus scorched to death by the sun.

That's how Yang Jian ended up killing the nine golden crows in a fit of rage.

After these nine golden crows fell to earth, they transformed into nine hot springs, known as the Nine Yang Springs: Xiang Leng Spring, Ban Shan Spring, Wen Quan Spring, Dong He Spring, Man Shan Spring, Xiao An Spring, Guang Fen Spring, Tang Quan Spring, and Zhuo Gou Spring.

During his journey to the West, Sun Wukong encountered the Cleansing Spring on Pansiling, which had been occupied by seven spider demons. This was because the spring water had a special effect: it could make a beautiful woman's skin smooth and supple after washing, and cleanse her of worldly dust and make her body new and beautiful.

This cleansing spring contains the essence of the sun's fire and the utmost yang energy. In addition to beautifying the skin and nourishing the complexion, it can also cleanse away evil influences and wash away demonic aura.

The reason why Daoist Qingyuan sought the corpses of the Nine Golden Crows was for the solar essence fire within them.

Daoist Qingyuan arrived at Pansiling on a cloud, where he saw the mountain shrouded in mist and filled with spiritual energy. Following the aura of the sun's essence fire, he quickly found the location of the Cleansing Spring.

The spring water steamed, shimmering with golden light, and the surrounding area was lush with flowers and trees, a truly delightful scene. However, before even getting close, the sound of women's laughter could be heard.

Daoist Qingyuan frowned slightly. He opened his Heavenly Eye and saw seven beautiful women bathing in the spring. Their skin was like jade, and their black hair was like a waterfall. They were the seven spider demons. They were playing in the water, completely unaware that someone was approaching.

Daoist Qingyuan frowned slightly, then revealed himself. He stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I have come to retrieve the remains of the Golden Crow. You may all step back."

Upon hearing this, the seven spider demons were enraged and leaped out of the water. With a wave of their hands, countless spider silks, like a silver net, enveloped Qingyuan Daojun. The spider silks shimmered with a ghostly blue light, clearly indicating that they were coated with a potent poison.

"Little tricks."

With a flick of his sleeve, Daoist Qingyuan unleashed a golden light that instantly reduced the spider silk to ashes. He slightly opened his third eye, and the seven women were struck as if by lightning, falling to the ground one after another.

"You...you are Erlang Zhenjun?" The leading spider demon was terrified.

Daoist Qingyuan shook his head: "No!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. A beam of Buddhist light descended abruptly, protecting the seven women within it.

"Amitabha, why make things difficult for a few little demons, benefactor?" An old bodhisattva dressed in plain clothes came on a lotus, holding an embroidery needle. She was none other than the bodhisattva Pilanpo.

Qingyuan Daojun's gaze sharpened: "So it is Bodhisattva Pilanpo. I am determined to obtain this Cleansing Spring. I beg the Bodhisattva to grant me this favor."

The Bodhisattva Pilanpo, with a kind and benevolent expression, said: "I have taken over this spring as a sacred site. I'm afraid you will have to return empty-handed."

The Bodhisattva Pilanpo herself is a hen. Chickens are yang birds and can absorb the essence of the sun's fire to cultivate extraordinary supernatural powers. The golden crow is the most sacred and majestic among all birds, so she naturally wouldn't let it go.

Before the Bodhisattva Pilanpo finished speaking, Daoist Qingyuan suddenly raised his hand, and a beam of golden light shot directly into the spring. The spring water immediately boiled, and a blazing solar essence fire shot into the sky.

"presumptuous!"

The Bodhisattva Pilanpo's expression changed, and the embroidery needle in her hand transformed into a thousand-foot-long golden light, piercing towards her. That needle contained the innate divine power of the Angri Star Official, which could subdue all poisons in the world; ordinary demons would die upon touching it.

Daoist Qingyuan neither dodged nor evaded, but shot out a beam of chaotic divine light from his Heavenly Eye, which collided with the embroidery needle. The void trembled, and the clouds within a hundred miles were instantly shattered.

"Who exactly are you?" Bodhisattva Pilanpo asked in surprise and doubt. "Apart from Erlang Shen, I have never heard of anyone in the Three Realms who possesses such divine eyesight?"

Daoist Qingyuan did not answer. Instead, he formed a hand seal and cast a profound talisman into the bottom of the spring. The entire Cleansing Spring began to tremble violently, and the water evaporated at a visible speed, revealing a piece of reddish-gold bone at the bottom.

"My Golden Crow remains!" Bodhisattva Pilanpo exclaimed in shock.

Daoist Qingyuan reached out and grabbed, and the skeleton transformed into a stream of light that entered his brow. He was bathed in the essence of the sun's fire, and his third eye greedily absorbed this supreme yang power.

He turned to look at the Bodhisattva Pilanpo, his eyes blazing with golden flames: "If the Bodhisattva continues to obstruct me, don't blame me for not showing any mercy to the Buddhist community."

When Bodhisattva Pilanpo saw that Daoist Qingyuan had forcibly taken away the remains of the Golden Crow, she was furious. Her embroidery needle transformed into a thousand-foot-long golden light once more, aiming straight for Daoist Qingyuan's third eye between his eyebrows. Daoist Qingyuan snorted coldly, and his third eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened, unleashing a beam of chaotic divine light that collided with the golden light of the embroidery needle in mid-air.

With a deafening roar, the two forces exploded, sending shockwaves surging and shaking the surrounding mountains, causing rocks to tumble down and dust to billow everywhere.

The seven spider demons were so frightened by this earth-shattering power that they trembled and quickly hid in the distance, not daring to approach.

Seeing that his attack had missed, Bodhisattva Pilanpo chanted a mantra, and the embroidery needles instantly multiplied into countless pieces, pouring down on Daoist Qingyuan like a torrential rain.

Each needle contains the power of pure Yang, which is specifically designed to subdue evil spirits and demons. Even a Golden Immortal would suffer a great loss of vital energy if struck by it.

Daoist Qingyuan remained calm and composed. With a wave of his sleeve, a golden light screen unfolded in front of him, blocking all the thousands of embroidery needles.

He stepped into the void, his figure as fast as lightning, and instantly approached the Bodhisattva Pilanpo. He struck out with a palm, his palm condensing the essence of the sun, which was extremely hot.

Upon seeing this, Bodhisattva Pilanpo hurriedly summoned a golden mirror, the mirror reflecting a dazzling light that deflected the palm strike of Daoist Qingyuan back.

Daoist Qingyuan dodged to the side, and with a backhand, unleashed another burst of chaotic divine light, striking the treasure mirror directly.

With a "crack," the precious mirror shattered. Bodhisattva Pilanpo's expression changed slightly, and she took several steps back. She hadn't expected Daoist Qingyuan's supernatural powers to be so domineering, even her protective magic treasure couldn't withstand them.

“Bodhisattva, you are no match for me, why humiliate yourself?” Qingyuan Daojun said calmly, his eyes flashing with golden flames, his aura imposing.

The Bodhisattva Pilanpo gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Heavenly Court for forcibly seizing the remains of the Golden Crow?"

Daoist Qingyuan sneered: "The Heavenly Court? Why should I care about others' opinions when I act?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and a golden light shot straight into the sky. Instantly, dark clouds filled the sky, and thunder rumbled. Countless golden lightning bolts descended from the sky, striking down on Bodhisattva Pilanpo.

The Bodhisattva Pilanpo was greatly alarmed and hurriedly formed a mudra and chanted a mantra. A golden lotus flower appeared around him, protecting her within it.

The lightning struck the lotus, producing a deafening sound. The lotus petals shattered, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of the Bodhisattva Pilanpo's mouth.

"I'll ask you one last time, will you back out or not?" Daoist Qingyuan asked coldly, looking down at him.

Knowing she was no match, Bodhisattva Pilanpo sighed, "So be it. Today, I am outmatched. I will concede the Cleansing Spring to you. But this matter will not end here!"

With that, she waved her sleeve, gathered up the seven spider demons, and vanished in a golden light.

Daoist Qingyuan watched her leave without giving chase.

He turned to look at the dried-up Cleansing Spring. He had taken away the remains of the Golden Crow at the bottom of the spring, but the spring water still contained a strong amount of solar essence fire.

He sat cross-legged and began to absorb the essence fire. His third eye between his eyebrows kept flashing, and the magical power in his body was also increasing rapidly.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, the golden light in them even brighter. He stood up, looked into the distance, and murmured, "I have obtained one of the Nine Yang Springs. Next, I should go and find the other eight."

With a flash, he transformed into a golden light and disappeared into the horizon.

In the distant clouds, Bodhisattva Pilanpo gazed in the direction where Daoist Qingyuan had departed, a shadow passing over her eyes. She murmured to herself, "Just who is this person?"

A few days later, Daoist Qingyuan arrived at the second spring, Xiangleng Spring. However, there was a palace next to this Xiangleng Spring, which made Daoist Qingyuan somewhat troubled.

(End of this chapter)