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Chapter 635: Roasting the Nine-headed Insect, and Nuwa "slapping" its face
"I am a monk sent by the Tang Dynasty in the East to worship the Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple in the West and seek the true scriptures. I dare not pass through Baofang without permission. I have a pass with me, so I beg for verification before I can pass."

On the steps of the palace, Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and saluted in a clear voice.

On the jade steps, King Jisai was overjoyed when he heard the name of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and immediately ordered people to give Tang Sanzang a seat.

The king held the pass and read it through, looking at the seals of each country and was amazed.

After a moment, he put down the pass, looked up and said: "The Tang Dynasty can send great monks to the west to seek the true scriptures and save the world with compassion. But the monks in my country are just thieves, ruining the country and ruining the king!"

Tang Sanzang was not in a hurry to refute the king's words, but just followed the king's words and asked: "How to destroy the country and overthrow the king?"

"To be honest with you, Saint Monk, my country of Jisai is a great country in the Western Regions. In the past, the four barbarians often came to pay tribute to me because there was a Jinguang Temple in my country. In the temple, there was a golden pagoda with a radiance reaching to the sky. However, before that, the thief monk in the Jinguang Temple secretly stole the treasures in the temple, so that the Jinguang Temple had no radiance for three years, and the foreign barbarians did not come to pay tribute to me, which really made me hate it."

At this point, Tang Sanzang finally spoke and told the story of how he and Sun Wukong discovered a thief in the tower.

The king went to interrogate the thief and learned the true identity of the thief. However, the mortal kingdom could not recover the treasure from the nine-headed insect, and the king was also afraid of the Wansheng Dragon King. Fortunately, in order to save the monks of Jisai Kingdom, Tang Sanzang promised to find the treasure and ordered his apprentice to go.

The three brothers left Sha Seng behind to protect Tang Sanzang. After eating and drinking their fill, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie took Benboerba and Baboerben with them, riding the wind and clouds, and headed straight for the Bibotan in Luanshishan.

Arriving at the pond, Sun Wukong transformed his golden hoop into a sword, cut off the ear of a black fish monster and the lower lip of a catfish monster, and threw them into the water, shouting, "Hurry up and tell the Wansheng Dragon King that I, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, am here, and tell him to deliver the treasure from the Jinguang Temple pagoda in Jisai Country to save his family's lives! If you say no, I will stir up this pond and kill all of his family, young and old!"

The two little demons went to report with great pain. When the Halloween Dragon King heard the name of the Monkey King, he was immediately frightened and trembled with fear.

The Nine-headed Insect, on the other hand, showed no fear at all and was even eager to try. So he put on his armor, took his weapons, and left the Dragon Palace.

After a fierce battle, the Nine-headed Insect showed nine heads and eighteen eyes. Even if Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie worked together, they could not gain the upper hand. Finally, the Nine-headed Insect spread its wings and flew sideways, changing its identity to avoid Sun Wukong's attack, but bit Zhu Bajie and dragged him into the water as a prisoner.

Sun Wukong was not good at water and did not dare to chase him forcefully. He could only transform into a crab and sneak into the Dragon Palace, find Bajie, rescue him, and make a big fuss in the Dragon Palace all the way. Finally, Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel and smashed the dragon king's head into pieces with one blow.

Came ashore.

Bajie was still indignant: "Brother Monkey, why bother coming out in such a hurry? You killed the old dragon with one blow of your stick. You might as well take advantage of the victory and kill this group of dragon spirits and water monsters!"

When Sun Wukong was about to speak, he saw a strong wind and a gloomy fog, which suddenly came from the east and went straight to the south.

Looking closely, it was none other than Erlang Shen Zhenjun Yang Jian, leading the six brothers of Meishan, with hawks and dogs on their shoulders, foxes and rabbits on their shoulders, and roe deer in their arms. Each of them had a bow on their waist and a sharp blade in their hands, and they came towards us in the wind and fog.

Sun Wukong immediately changed the subject and said happily: "Bajie, those are my seven holy brothers, why don't we invite them to help me in the battle!"

As for Yang Jian, he also obeyed Hong Chen's instructions and passed by here at this moment to do good deeds in his journey to the West.

He also has a kind heart. After breaking through to the Golden Immortal level, he searched for the six Meishan brothers from the three realms in the prehistoric world, and also found his good brother Xiaotian Dog.

Since we have this good opportunity, we should share it with them without hesitation.

Sun Wukong stepped forward and asked to stay, and Yang Jian readily accepted the offer.

Immediately, a group of people suddenly ignored the geographical advantage of the aquatic creatures in the Bibotan Lake and rushed straight into the Dragon Palace to encircle and suppress them together.

The Nine-headed Insect was originally a powerful alien species from prehistoric times, but when it met Yang Jian, who had already achieved the status of a Golden Immortal, it became like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Yang Jian only used the three-pointed, double-edged sword to poke holes in the Nine-headed Insect's body with just a few strokes. The unusual injuries immediately caused the Nine-headed Insect's magic power to tremble, and it had difficulty using its supernatural powers. Finally, it was illuminated by a golden light from Yang Jian's heavenly eye and died on the spot.

Other monsters in the Dragon Palace also suffered heavy casualties under the combined efforts of the six Meishan brothers and Roaring Sky Dog.

On the contrary, the two brothers, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, were looking at the corpse of the Nine-headed Insect with shock on their faces before they could take any action.

"You are so powerful, Yang Erlang! How come you have become so powerful in a blink of an eye?" Sun Wukong's eyes were shining brightly, as if he wanted to see through Yang Jian from inside out.

Yang Jian glanced at Sun Wukong and said calmly: "I have been practicing all the time, but how much time have you been practicing?"

Sun Wukong smiled awkwardly and sighed in his heart, if he hadn't been escorting his master to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, his progress over the years would not have been so slow, almost non-existent.

It’s just that he was rebellious in the past and was suppressed for five hundred years. Now he is traveling west, which can be regarded as redeeming himself for meritorious service.

"You are lucky to be able to worship Emperor Xuanling as your master."

Yang Jian's eyelids jumped when he heard this.

It's not that he is dissatisfied with Hong Chen, but when they were in the Three Realms, they were still friends of the same generation. In fact, because of Yang Chan, Yang Jian was still wary and cautious of Hong Chen. But now that he has achieved the Daluo Dao and came to the prehistoric world, he has become someone else's apprentice.

If anyone really wants to blame someone, it's only Mr. Hong's lack of martial ethics.

Yang Jian didn't want to say more, so he said: "The matter is settled. You can go and report. I should go back as well." Having said this, he ignored Sun Wukong's attempts to keep him, collected the body of the Nine-headed Insect, and left with Roaring Sky Dog and the six brothers of Meishan.
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Xuanling Mountain.

The six brothers of Meishan carried the corpse of the Nine-headed Insect and slowly descended. Liu'er, who was sweeping the leaves, saw this and stepped forward to greet them.

"Everyone, this is..."

The six brothers of Meishan laughed and said, "You must be the six-eared monkey under the Great Emperor. We are the six brothers of Meishan. We have conferred the name of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun on him and sent the corpse of this monster to Xuanling Mountain for the Great Emperor to deal with."

The six-eared macaque nodded suddenly, "I see. Thank you for your help. I will leave the corpse of the nine-headed insect here. Please follow me inside to have a cup of tea and take a short rest."

"Thank you for being polite, Monkey God. We still have to go back to report. We'll drink this tea next time. Goodbye!" With that, the six brothers bowed and immediately rode away on the wind.

Looking at the huge monster bodies that almost filled the square, Liu'er Macaque scratched his head and turned to report to Hong Chen.

Soon, at the back of the mountain, Red Boy was in charge of lighting a bonfire, and the meat strips that were plucked by the Six-Eared Macaque with hot water and cut by Qingxi were being roasted on the fire.

The sizzling meat strips gave off an enticing aroma, attracting Hong Chen, who was fishing by the river, to come and watch.

Yun Xiao, who was sitting next to him, laughed and said, "Why didn't I know you were so greedy before?"

"It's different. This nine-headed insect is a prehistoric species, and it's also a golden immortal that has condensed the Taiyi Dao fruit. In addition, it's roasted by the Samadhi True Fire, so the fragrance is indeed unique." As he said this, he raised his leg and kicked Di Ting, who was gnawing on the bones of the nine-headed insect at his feet: "What do you think?"

Di Ting raised his head and said, "Master is right. This nine-headed insect tastes really different. It tastes much better than ordinary monsters."

Yunxiao frowned: "If you eat a living being, it's inevitable that it will complain."

Di Ting smiled and said, "Your Highness, you are worrying too much. If it were someone else, the consequences of eating them would be unknown. However, the master is the supreme being in the underworld. Those dead monsters should be eager for their flesh to be eaten by the master, so that some of their grievances can be resolved and their sentences in the underworld can be reduced."

Hong Chen also raised his eyebrows: "Did you hear that? I ate it and it has to thank me."

Yunxiao rolled his eyes at him and said no more.

Soon, a feast of the Nine-Headed Insect began. Red Boy had the lowest cultivation level, and his whole body turned red after he ate a little. He then hurriedly went into seclusion to practice. The Six-Eared Macaque digested the food and his magic power also increased.

Only beings like Di Ting, Yun Xiao and Hong Chen who are above the Daluo realm can enjoy the delicacy safely.

"Send the rest to Nezha, Yang Jiao, and Yang Chan, so they can have a taste as well."

Di Ting turned into a human form, nodded while packing up, and asked, "Where is Yang Jian?"

Hong Chen said bluntly: "He has a grudge against me, so I won't give him food."

Yun Xiao smiled and said, "You and him knew each other in the Three Realms. Now that your identities have been swapped, he is naturally a little uncomfortable."

"That's not a reason for him to betray his master and ancestors."

"He just has a little temper, how can he be said to be betraying his teacher and ancestors?" "Tsk, which side are you from?"

Yunxiao pinched his arm: "Which side do you think I am from?"

After the two of them joked around for a while, Hong Chen stood up, shook his sleeves, and said, "You practice in the mountains, I'll go to the Wa Palace."

Yunxiao nodded, with some curiosity in his eyes, but did not ask.

Seeing this, Hong Chen took the initiative to say, "Since Red Boy has become my disciple, he should have some innate spiritual treasures to protect himself. The feathers and bones of the Nine-headed Insect are good, both of which are good materials for refining weapons. I will go to Master to borrow the Qiankun Ding."

Yun Xiao suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's why. I was wondering why you were suddenly greedy. It turns out you had made plans long ago. Go ahead. I'll wait for you in the mountains."

Hong Chen nodded, and in a flash he left the wilderness and came into the chaos.

The Journey to the West is already halfway through, and Hong Chen has watched it for a long time. The process of the Heavenly Dao guiding, differentiating, evacuating and eliminating the calamity energy is the process in which the three thousand great ways work together but in harmony and differently, just as Hong Chen had thought before: This is a bright Hunyuan Road.

It’s probably because there are too few people who dare to watch it, even fewer who can watch it, and even fewer who can actually see it.

As he watched this journey, his Hunyuan practice naturally made rapid progress.

Now, even if he does not use his magic power or supernatural powers, this chaotic energy that is powerful enough to destroy the Taiyi Golden Immortal can no longer cause any harm to him.

Even when the chaotic aura approaches him, it will begin to change from the chaotic state at an extremely fast speed and in an extremely magical way, and derive the mysterious light belonging to the Three Thousand Great Daos.

Only a saint can evolve the chaotic energy.

Hong Chen is not a saint, but his realm is infinitely close to that of a saint.

So, he really won't ruin Journey to the West.

Flying in the chaos, wherever he passed, the various lights presented by the three thousand avenues were magnificent and brilliant, making people dizzy.

The saints who lived in the chaos of the Taoist temple soon discovered Hong Chen. What they were thinking at this moment was probably only known to themselves.

Wa Palace.

Hong Chen stepped over the threshold with light steps. The majestic and spacious hall was still filled with the heartwarming atmosphere of creation and the rhyme of sages.

Master Nuwa seemed to have been lying on the jade couch carved with flying phoenixes. Under the elegant red palace dress, her pair of charming long legs always unreasonably competed for Hong Chen's attention.

Hong Chen bowed his head and saluted: "Disciple Hong Chen, I pay my respects to the Master!"

"uh-huh?"

Master Nuwa did not even raise her head and continued to read the book in her hands, only responding softly through her nose.

Hong Chen took a quick glance, then lowered his head and said, "I have a new disciple and would like to refine a few protective magic weapons for him. I have come to ask Master to borrow the Qiankun Ding for use."

Nuwa moved her ears, flicked her slender jade fingers lightly, and the top-grade innate spiritual treasure Qiankun Ding flew in front of Hong Chen.

"Thank you, Master!" After expressing his gratitude, Hong Chen made a hand gesture to put it away. When he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly stopped where he was.

It was because Master Nuwa, who was leaning on the couch a second ago, suddenly stood in front of him.

The master who was so close at hand had a tall and majestic figure, and the unique Taoist charm of a saint always made Hong Chen immersed in it when he looked at him directly, so he quickly lowered his head and took a step back.

But the next moment, a warm finger supported his chin, forcing him to raise his head.

Looking up at his master again, Hong Chen felt that the scene at this moment seemed to make him see the legendary domineering female president.

Nuwa looked into Hong Chen's eyes, then at his nose, and finally her gaze fixed on his lips.

Hong Chen was shocked.

Am I going to bully my master and ancestors today... No, that's not right. Am I going to be bullied by my master?
Although he knew that thinking this in his heart was a crime of great disrespect, the scene and gaze at this moment made his Taoist heart tremble and feel uneasy.

Suppose, if there is such a possibility, should I agree or resist?
It would be useless to resist.

After all, I am only close to a saint, but not a saint yet.

What’s more, Master is the first saint to become a saint after Hongjun, so his strength should not be underestimated.

Since resistance is useless, then can I just not resist...

"The authentic aura on you is too strong." Master Nuwa suddenly spoke.

Hong Chen suddenly came back to his senses, and saw Nuwa staring into his eyes again: "I say, the aura of the underground world on you is too strong."

"Master, I heard it."

"So, why?"

"Uh... maybe it's because my understanding of the Great Dao of Reincarnation has become more profound recently?"

"Is that so?"

"It should be, otherwise there is no other explanation."

Nuwa glanced at him indifferently: "I thought someone had done something to you."

Hearing these words, Hong Chen suddenly thought of jelly, and almost his entire brain turned into that cool, soft and delicious jelly. Because of this, his pupils contracted inward uncontrollably.

When he reacted, he saw his master sneering.

Pfft!
Hong Chen knelt down.

"Master, listen to me..."

Before he finished speaking, Hong Chen lay down.

The power of the saint instantly imprisoned his great Dao.

Master Nuwa looked down at Hong Chen's face, who was being stepped on.

"You stinky disciple, you are so bold that you dare to lie to me."

Hong Chen remained motionless, neither resisting nor explaining.

After all, the master is a saint and he cannot resist.

Because his master was a woman, he couldn't explain it.

In that case, I'd better lie down.

(End of this chapter)