Journey to the West: I have become an immortal, why did you just join the chat group?

Chapter 23 Huiguang Taoist
"Lu Jun, you are very good."

Marshal Zhentian Song Yi chopped off the head of the Black Dragon Prince, his face filled with joy. He grabbed the dragon head that was about to sink into the sea, turned around and looked over, and said with a smile: "This time, you have captured the Black Dragon Prince, and this will be counted as a merit!"

Lu Jun raised his hand and saluted, saying, "I was able to subdue this demon thanks to the efforts of all the marshals. I dare not take credit for it."

Song Yi smiled when he heard this and said, "I told you that I would record your merit. There is a chief inspector of the three armies in heaven, who is responsible for recording the merits, demerits, and casualties of the heavenly soldiers. Your contribution will definitely not be missed."

Lu Jun had no choice but to bow again: "Thank you very much, Marshal."

Song Yi clutched the head of Prince Mo Jiao in his hand, looked at Lu Jun carefully, and shook his head, saying, "You have made great contributions, so it's no problem for you to be promoted to a vanguard officer. However, your cultivation is still shallow, so you need to improve it."

Lu Jun repeatedly said yes.

At this moment, the Heavenly Guardians and the Mighty Gods saw Prince Mo Jiao being executed and shouted loudly, their voices echoing throughout the entire West Sea battlefield: "Prince Mo Jiao is dead, why don't you surrender quickly?"

Upon hearing this, the Mo Jiao who were still fighting stubbornly on the battlefield all turned around and saw that the headless body of Prince Mo Jiao was indeed lying on the sea. They immediately lost their spirits.

In an instant.

The black dragons were either killed or captured, and the battlefield on the sea suddenly became quiet.

"The Mo Jiao clan has all been brought to justice. Let's go to the Dragon Palace in the West Sea to hold a celebration banquet." Nezha, the Third Prince, gave the order and was about to lead the heavenly soldiers to the Dragon Palace in the West Sea.

But at this moment.

A auspicious cloud seemed to be approaching slowly but actually came quickly, stopping not far from the battlefield. A faint voice came from the cloud: "Third Prince, please slow down."

Nezha the Third Prince turned his head and saw a Taoist figure emerging from the auspicious clouds.

This Taoist wore a silk scarf on his head, a crane cloak on his body, a jade belt and cloud shoes. He had an ethereal air and was accompanied by wonderful music when he walked. His every move was accompanied by the rhythm of Taoism. He was truly a great and benevolent immortal.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?" Nezha the Third Prince looked at him coldly, with the Hun Tian Ling around his shoulders fluttering gently, as if he was going to fight if they disagreed.

"My name is Huiguang, and I'm honored to meet you."

Taoist He Chang smiled, raised his hand and saluted, saying, "I have come here specifically for this wicked disciple. I hope the Great God of the Three Altars and the Sea Assembly will help me."

Nezha the Third Prince remained unmoved.

Taoist Huiguang continued, "My wicked disciple stole my Sea-Covering Pearl and fled back to the West Sea. Unexpectedly, relying on the power of his magical weapon, he committed the evil deeds of plundering the Dragon Palace and burning the shrine. Now he has been killed by the heavenly soldiers. I wonder if you would allow me to bury his body and restore the relationship between master and disciple?"

"If this god is not merciful, what will you do?" Nezha the Third Prince's face turned cold, and he immediately grasped the purple flame fire spear in his palm.

"Although I am only a wandering immortal, I once had a friendship with the Great Celestial Venerable." Taoist Huiguang said with a smile, "If the Great Celestial Venerable does not grant me any convenience, then I can only ask the Great Celestial Venerable for help."

"Ah!"

Nezha the Third Prince looked disdainful, and obviously did not believe that the other party had any relationship with the Great Heavenly Venerable.

When Taoist Huiguang saw this, a look of helplessness emerged on his face. He immediately made hand gestures and chanted an incantation, and his mind went straight up to Lingxiao. It was unknown what means he used in Lingxiao, but he actually managed to ask the Great Celestial Venerable to send down an edict.

call out!
A golden light shone down from the ninth heaven and turned into a golden note that fell into the hands of Nezha the Third Prince.

"I will follow the command of the Great Heavenly Venerable."

Nezha the Third Prince put away the golden note, bowed to the heavens, and immediately ordered: "Marshal Zhentian, hand over the body of Prince Mo Jiao to this Taoist."

Marshal Song Yi took the order, grabbed Prince Mo Jiao's head and body, and threw them to Taoist Huiguang.

"Thank you, Third Prince." Taoist Huiguang thanked him with a smile, then he used his magic power to hide the huge corpse of Prince Mojiao by some unknown means.

"Humph!"

Nezha the Third Prince snorted coldly and rushed to the Dragon Palace in the West Sea with all the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Taoist Huiguang stood above the West Sea, auspicious clouds forming beneath his feet. He watched Nezha and the heavenly soldiers depart, shook his head, and cursed with a smile, "How could you, traitor, cause such a disaster?"

"If you hadn't sent a message to your master in time, you would have been skinned, tendons removed, and stewed into a pulp." "The Jade Emperor sits high in the nine heavens. Whenever I see him, I have to bow and call him Your Majesty. How dare you burn his shrine?" Taoist Huiguang cursed as he took out a clear jade bowl from his sleeve.

The jade bowl was bright and clear, half filled with spiritual liquid that was emitting colorful light.

The severed body and head of Prince Mo Jiao were sinking to the bottom of the bowl, being cleansed by the five-colored spiritual liquid. Every time the spiritual liquid cleansed it, the scars on the dragon's body were repaired a little.

After a while.

All the scars on Prince Mo Jiao's body recovered as before, leaving only the severed head which had not yet grown back.

"With a temper as unruly as yours, you should go back to the mountains with me to practice for a few more years!" Taoist Huiguang held the jade bowl in his hand, rode on the auspicious clouds, and disappeared over the West Sea in an instant.

West Sea Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King Ao Run sent the aquatic creatures to clean up the underwater palace early in the morning. The palace halls were vacant and tables were set up for banquets.

The banquet was filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, including fine wines brewed from magical fruits and vegetables, and soups made from rare birds and beasts, their aromas tangy. Pearl maidens stood throughout the palace, their hands clutching radiant pearls that illuminated the hall.

In the main hall of Dragon Palace.

Ao Run was restless, pacing back and forth anxiously, muttering to himself, "The Third Prince of Zhongtan has immense magical powers. His Fire Spear, Universe Ring, Wind Fire Wheel, and Chaos Sky Ribbon are no pushovers. He won't fail here, will he?"

"but……"

"The Black Dragon King's treasure is truly formidable. I've never seen a magical weapon that can suppress the magical powers of the dragon race."

"Yes, yes!"

Ao Chun calmed himself down and said happily, "That magic weapon can block the dragon clan's magical powers, but it can't block the Third Prince. Moreover, the Third Prince is an expert at slaying dragons, so he will definitely win!"

The chattering voice had just fallen.

"Report!"

The sea yaksha vanguard, who had gone to gather information, came running over and reported, "Your Majesty, the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Assembly has led the heavenly soldiers and generals to capture the Black Dragon Clan. They have returned victorious and are now heading towards the Dragon Palace!"

"well!"

Ao Run looked very happy and immediately waved his hand and said, "Come with me to meet him quickly!"

The Dragon Queen, Prime Minister Turtle, Marshal Shrimp, General Crab and other creatures from the West Sea hurriedly followed to welcome the demon-suppressing army from Heaven.

Not to mention the flattery and praise the Dragon King and the Dragon Queen gave them after they met.

The heavenly soldiers were greeted by shrimp soldiers, crab generals, sea yakshas and other aquatic creatures, and were arranged to sit at the banquet in the main hall.

"My dear brother, I offer you a toast." The golden-armored vanguard officer of the Sword Camp was called Bi Zhi. He originally practiced in Gufeng Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou. After more than 2,700 years of hard practice, he was able to ascend to heaven and became an immortal who swept the Danbi.

Later, by chance, he joined the Sanqin Army. After accumulating two thousand years of Taoist practice and breaking through to the celestial realm, he was appointed as the golden armor vanguard officer.

"Vanguard officer, I toast you back." Lu Jun picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with the golden-armored vanguard officer Bi Zhi.

"Eh!"

Bi Zhi feigned dissatisfaction and said, "I am thousands of years older than you. I have been so kind as to call you my dear brother. How can you be so distant with me? Just call me by my name!"

"Brother Bi, please!" Lu Jun followed suit and changed his address.

"This is right!"

A smile appeared on Bi Zhi's face. After drinking a full glass of fine fruit wine, he said with envy, "I really envy my dear brother! He was able to enter the sacred land of the Immortal Mountain, learn from a famous teacher, and even have magic weapons at his disposal. He is truly the envy of others!"

(End of this chapter)