Journey to the West: From Stealing the Teachings of Patriarch Bodhi to Becoming a Saint Through a Hu

Nine Spirits Primordial Saint nodded slightly.

"This Yellow Wind Monster has lost its mind and its magical powers have faded, so it can only maintain the appearance of a yellow-haired weasel."

The Yellow Wind Monster was originally a yellow-haired weasel who attained enlightenment at the foot of Mount Ling. Because he stole the clear oil from the glass lamp, he feared being captured by the Vajra and thus descended to the mortal realm to become a demon.

How did Nine-Headed Lions manage to turn the Yellow Wind Monster back to its original form and make it lose its mind? To Yuan Li's great surprise, Nine-Headed Lions was going to give him the yellow-haired weasel.

Yuan Li naturally accepted the yellow-haired weasel without any hesitation.

Yellow Wind Monster is a demon king. Although he has lost his mind and turned into a demon beast, if he can still use the Samadhi Divine Wind, wouldn't he be a creature of the pond?

Looking at the yellow-haired weasel in his hand, its slender body unlike that of ordinary rats, a golden light flashed in its eyes, revealing its extraordinary aura.

"Junior brother, I have temporarily trapped this Yellow Wind Monster. Its soul is damaged, so it cannot maintain its demon form and can only appear as a yellow-haired weasel. But don't be careless. This yellow-haired weasel is still at the level of a demon king. I have not truly destroyed it. If it regains its senses in the future, it will forget its past and can only recover on its own. I'm leaving this yellow-haired weasel to you."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Yuan Li said.

Nine Spirits Primordial Saint quickly bid farewell to Yuan Li and returned to his Jade Flower Prefecture.

This time, thanks to the Nine-Headed Lion, even though the Yellow Wind Monster brought out the Demon-Slaying Order, it still fell into Yuan Li's hands.

The eight hundred li of Yellow Wind Ridge will be leaderless in the future. As long as Yuan Li goes to Yellow Wind Ridge, he will surely not return empty-handed from the treasure mountain.

Now only the three immortals, Tiger Power Immortal, Sheep Power Immortal, and Deer Power Immortal, remain. Yuan Li, however, has not yet seen his Antelope Lady, so he asks the Sheep Power Immortal:

"Yang Li, you've arrived just in time, coming along with that group of powerful demons. Are you really here to help me?"

The powerful demons who had accompanied Yangli Daxian had all fled along with the other powerful demons. The three of them chose to stay at this time because they were afraid that Yuan Li would misunderstand if he saw them.

The Great Immortal Yangli solemnly declared:

"Of course. With the cultivation levels of myself, Tiger Power Immortal, Deer Power Immortal, and I, those demons couldn't do anything to us, so we mingled among them and came here."

After seeing that the Nine-Headed Lion Saint had left, the Great Immortal Yangli immediately calmed down. The Nine-Headed Lion Saint's power was too great. The Nine-Headed Lion Saint had cultivated for a long time and was revered as a saint among demons. He was also a saint who had transcended the mortal realm. The Great Immortal Yangli dared not offend the Nine-Headed Lion Saint's majesty.

Yuan Li did not continue to make things difficult for Yang Li Da Xian, and could only say:

"I see. Immortal Yangli, why don't you and your two brothers come and sit in my Black Wind Cave? We can catch up. Do you know where my wife went? She left Black Wind Mountain this morning."

The three immortals, Yang Li and his companion, were Taoist immortals. Their politeness towards Yuan Li was only out of respect for the Nine-Headed Lion. The three were quite capable, and they originally intended to use one tiger to devour another, eliminating Yuan Li.

It was today that the Great Immortal Yangli learned that Lady Antelope's pair of horns had been retrieved, and thus he conceived the idea of ​​killing her.

Although Lady Antelope's horns had been restored, she still refused to forgive the Black Bear Spirit for his disrespect towards his younger sister. The Great Immortal Sheep said:

"It is not appropriate for Huli, Luli, and I to stay here any longer. After the Yellow Wind Monster's order to slay you was revoked, you should be the one to hold a celebration banquet on the mountain. I did not contribute anything, so my two brothers and I will return to Chechi Kingdom first."

Finally, Master Yangli said:

"Your wife is in Chechi Kingdom. She will return in a few days, so please don't worry, my dear nephew."

Before leaving, they left these words behind, and naturally, the three immortals, Tiger Power Immortal, Sheep Power Immortal, and Deer Power Immortal, did not stay at Black Wind Mountain.

Yuan Li withdrew his gaze. The yellow-haired weasel that Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint had given him had already recognized him as its master. Whatever Yuan Li asked the yellow-haired weasel to do, the yellow-haired weasel would do. No one knew what kind of magic Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint had used, but he had managed to subdue the demon king Yellow Wind Monster into a pet without making a sound. The saint among demons was indeed extraordinary.

Yuan Li was overjoyed to have received a favor from the Nine-Headed Lion Saint. He looked at the yellow-haired weasel in his hand, and with a thought, he made it exhale the Samadhi Divine Wind. The Samadhi Divine Wind that had previously blown away many of the mountain demons that had been killed by it also came out of its mouth.

However, the range of the Samadhi Divine Wind was much smaller at this time, only blowing down a few old pine trees a few dozen feet away, which Yuan Li was quite satisfied with.

Yuan Li was overjoyed to have acquired a demon king-level pet. He abolished the Yellow Wind Monster's demon-slaying order, and from now on he could also use the demon-slaying order to command powerful demons within a radius of thousands of miles, but the purpose could only be to slay demons.

He put away the three-pronged steel fork that belonged to the Yellow Wind Monster. He wasn't used to the three-pronged steel fork, so he continued to use his bearskin broadsword.

Yuan Li symbolically held a victory banquet, and the Yellow-haired Monster, who was repairing the Guanyin Temple twenty miles away, also rushed back when he learned of the Yellow Wind Monster's attack.

Yuan Li was currently drinking and chatting with King Panshan in the Black Wind Cave. King Panshan downed his drink in one gulp, his face beaming with smiles as he spoke, a stark contrast to his previous hesitant and wooden expression. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh, as if waking from a dream, and said:

"I almost forgot, I was supposed to show King Black Wind my cassock. We were discussing important matters when we were in the Demon Cave earlier, and I completely forgot about it. So I'll take out my precious jade cassock and show it to you, Your Majesty."

"Hmm... let me take a look at Baoyu's cassock."

Yuan Li joked with great interest.

He didn't ask about it, and wasn't interested in the cassock. Seeing that even the King of Panshan had forgotten about it was truly disheartening.

King Panshan stood up in front of the stone table and took out a cassock that was entirely vermilion and inlaid with pale gold jade.

This was the precious jade cassock he spoke of. King Panshan put the precious jade cassock on his body, and in the blink of an eye, the cave became filled with a hazy golden light. This scene only slowly dissipated after a moment.

Yuan Li was dazzled by the golden light, but could still make out the details. At the same time, he felt a strange stirring in his heart. He watched as the Panshan King sat back down at the table.

The golden light emanating from the precious jade robe she wore faded, leaving only the pale gold jade inlaid on it still captivating.

Yuan Li noticed that the other lesser demons in the cave had lifeless eyes and suddenly realized something was strange. Yuan Li's yellow-haired weasel, which had been eating meat and wine on the stone table, had disappeared. Looking at the Panshan King, he was sitting there motionless with his eyes closed, like an old monk in meditation.

"Holy crap? Where's my yellow-haired weasel?!"

Yuan Li suddenly stood up and reached out to touch the Panshan King. Could it be that this old Deng was behind this?

Just as he was barking wildly, the bearskin knife he had taken out was already at the neck of the motionless Panshan King. He had already given the order, but the Panshan King did not react at all, which made no sense. He reached out and pushed the Panshan King's right shoulder, as if he were pushing an empty shell, and felt a light, thin sensation in his hand.

Yuan Li picked it up, shook it twice, and threw it on the ground. He still couldn't find his yellow-haired weasel. He tore off the precious jade cassock from the Panshan King's body and then used his knife to decapitate it, only to find that it was just an empty shell.

The inside of his skull felt like it was covered in snakeskin. Even after the Panshan King's body was split in two, it was still covered in snakeskin. Yuan Li's chest heaved. It must have been this snake demon that had snatched away his yellow-haired weasel. He had just acquired the yellow-haired weasel and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it before it was taken away by this snake demon. How could Yuan Li not be furious? The precious jade cassock he was holding in his left hand also suddenly disappeared. He didn't see any trace of anyone escaping outside the Black Wind Cave, so he definitely couldn't catch up. Besides, he was still suffering from internal injuries.

King Panshan had already transformed into a golden ray of light and flown towards the Kingdom of U-Tsang.

He could only sigh.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the many demons in the cave, he ascended the throne, sat down, and spoke as calmly as possible:

"The serpent demon from Panyao Mountain just used a dirty trick to steal the yellow-haired weasel from my table. You were all blinded by the precious jade robe on that serpent demon's body."

The yellow-haired monster approached, and the whispers of the lesser demons inside the cave immediately subsided. The yellow-haired monster gritted its teeth and said:

"How audacious is that serpent demon! He's just a powerful demon, yet he dares to act so presumptuously here. Your Majesty, I'll take a few of my men to settle accounts with him right now."

Yuan Li shook his head and said:

"He's probably a demon king; even his snake skin is at the level of a great demon. What makes you think you can settle scores with him?"

Yuan Li only knew that he was in the Kingdom of Wusizang. King Panshan did not lie to him. He was in a temple in the Kingdom of Wusizang. Today, the serpent demon came to Black Wind Mountain to invite him to watch the Buddhist robe ceremony.

He also said that the precious jade robe was taken from an old monk who had entered a meditative state.

Yuan Li recalled it all, his head buzzing, the joy of abolishing the Demon-Slaying Order vanished completely.

Although Yuan Li's yellow-haired weasel recognized him as its master, they could not communicate with each other and he could not control or command the yellow-haired weasel from a great distance.

Yuan Li didn't know if the Panshan King had come to Black Wind Mountain in person. The yellow-haired monster seemed to sense Yuan Li's helplessness. Fortunately, Yuan Li had put away the three-pronged steel fork, which reduced the losses somewhat.

The blond-haired monster was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the toad demon Qi Keduo jumped out. Qi Keduo's eyes gleamed as he said:

"Your Majesty understands the strength of the Coiled Serpent Demon. If the Coiled Serpent Demon is truly only at the Demon King level, we can take over his Coiled Serpent Mountain and inquire further about his whereabouts."

"That's right."

Yuan Li revealed a hint of satisfaction. He was gratified to have these two demons thinking of him. They were both little demons with nearly a hundred years of cultivation, while the yellow-haired monster was a great demon with three hundred years of cultivation.

Yuan Li meditated in Black Wind Mountain for several days before his internal injuries healed.

But he still harbored resentment in his heart. It was a pet beast of the demon king level. Although it was not as majestic and imposing as a mount, Yuan Li's own strength was probably not even as great as the yellow-haired weasel at this moment.

Judging from the current situation, even if he goes to Tibet, he may not be able to find the Coiled Serpent Demon.

So, keep a calm mindset and get to Panyao Mountain.

Aside from seeing a few lifeless little demons who looked like wooden dolls, Yuan Li scavenged some low-level weapons and magical artifacts for the sake of that yellow-haired weasel.

That damned serpent demon, it doesn't even want its own mountain anymore. It just throws all these weapons and magical treasures to the little monsters of its own Black Wind Mountain. Compared to the battles between demon kings, the fighting between demon mountains is much more brutal.

It's like plundering everywhere, the weak die, the strong live. There are still thousands of miles to Huangfeng Ridge, where yellow sand fills the sky, like a living hell. It's thousands of miles away. If Yuan Li were to cast a divination now, he could only do this one today because the journey is too far.

Yuan Li only secretly learned this one technique from Patriarch Bodhi.

In this world of Journey to the West, he has only managed to gain a foothold, avoid misfortune and seek good fortune, and cultivate in peace.

Yuan Li also wanted to have his fortune told in Tibet. He had to choose between the two places today, and the other would have to wait until tomorrow.

Although the environment of Huangfengling, which stretches for 800 li, is harsh.

But the immortal herbs used for alchemy are, after all, no ordinary things.

There are indeed quite a few treasures, such as many kinds of magical herbs.

Yuan Li was an alchemist, and to be on the safe side, he chose the 800-mile-long Yellow Wind Ridge.

This time he brought the great demon Huangmao Monster, but he didn't bring several other great demons from Black Wind Mountain with him, of course, to protect his Black Wind Mountain.

Yuan Li followed his own choice and used the method of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, generating a hexagram in his mind.

"The best course of action is to take advantage of the situation at Huangfeng Ridge, which is both auspicious and inauspicious. The auspicious aspect is that one can obtain a great treasure, receive a treasure from another, and guard Huangfeng Ridge. I need to quell the internal strife."

Yuan Li closed his eyes and glanced at it, knowing the saying that trouble comes from the mouth. This time, he was probably quite skilled at the art of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

The divination was not spoken aloud, but only silently recited in his mind.

He went to Huangfeng Ridge and cast a divination to ensure that he had no worries.

Knowing it was a medium-to-good fortune draw, I felt much more at ease.

Yuan Li sat cross-legged on the barren, rocky ground outside Panyao Mountain, a three-pronged steel fork slung across his back, and said calmly:

"Let's go, Yellow-haired Monster. Right now, the fat meat of the eight-hundred-mile Yellow Wind Ridge is right on our lips. We can't just ignore it."

The blond monster said:

"Your Majesty, the Guanyin Temple that I repaired for you has been completed, and a Dharma monk has been invited, but so far we have not been able to find any news about the Coiled Serpent Demon in Tibet."

Yuan Li said:

"Hmm, let's ignore that yellow-haired weasel for now. The Yellow Wind Monster, now reduced to a yellow-haired weasel, is still a demon king. The Coiled Serpent Demon shouldn't be easy to deal with either. With Nine-Headed Lion Saint around, he should have some reservations and won't kill the yellow-haired weasel."

The yellow-haired monster said happily:

"What Your Majesty says is true."

On the way, Yuan Lixing led the Yellow-Haired Monster to end the kingless state of Huangfeng Ridge and helped Tiger Vanguard quell the internal strife.

When Tiger Vanguard saw the three-pronged steel fork in Yuan Li's hand, he wasn't surprised. It was their king who had used the Demon-Slaying Order to attack Black Wind Mountain, and the Black Bear Spirit had come to his rescue. Tiger Vanguard willingly acknowledged Yuan Li as the new master of Yellow Wind Ridge, but Yuan Li said to him:

"Tiger Vanguard, the Yellow Wind Monster is not dead. He was beaten back to his original form and cannot recover in a short time. He was taken by the elusive serpent demon from the Kingdom of Wusizang. I am helpless at this moment."

Tiger Vanguard was immediately thrilled and repeatedly thanked Yuan Li for sparing his life.

Yuan Li sent the monk Huang Maoguai, who knew how to cultivate his mind and spirit, to serve as the abbot of the Guanyin Temple that Huang Maoguai had repaired.

Yuan Li sat in the temple hall of the Zen monastery, striking the wooden fish with a wooden mallet in his hand, producing a crisp sound.

Upon returning, he ordered the lesser demons of Black Wind Mountain to slaughter Pan Demon Mountain, leaving no survivors.

At this moment, he was still leisurely tapping the wooden fish, enjoying the peace and quiet.