From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Jiang Liu asked in return with great interest.

Kui Lang opened his mouth, but for a moment he was at a loss for words.

"Don't let your mind wander. Now that you have been born as a human, you should cherish it."

Jiang Liu chuckled.

"That's true! That's true!"

Kui Lang chuckled, but a hint of fear crept into his eyes at Jiang Liu—although Gu Yue Yuanjue hadn't harmed anyone, he was still not human, and what if he suddenly became a beast later?

We should be more vigilant!

Jiang Liu neither got angry nor offered any explanation; he simply focused on fulfilling his duty as a "guardian."

After the caravan had rested, they continued their journey and arrived at the ravine, where:

A cold pulse pierces the clouds, a clear wave reflects the sun. A cold pulse pierces the clouds, a Milky Way descends to the mortal world; a clear wave reflects the sun, water and sky merge into one, illuminating the universe. Water falls from the horizon, spraying jade beads, the ravine surges, spewing ripples. A gentle breeze blows through a thousand holes, mist flows and whistles through ten thousand orifices.

Back then, Tang Sanzang sailed away; where is his will now?

The scenery at Yingchou was breathtaking, and everyone was mesmerized when suddenly there was a "splash," the stream broke open, and a blood dragon emerged.

With its sparse scales, crooked mane, and broken horns, the dragon surged forward, leaping off the cliff. It spotted the caravan's horses, opened its jaws wide, and tore at them.

"You wicked beast! Stop stealing people's property!"

Jiang Liu shouted, took a step forward, shrinking the distance to an inch, and stood in front of the dragon's mouth. He pressed down with one hand and pushed down with the other, blocking the gaping maw. He used his boundless divine power, twisted his waist, and pulled hard, lifting the entire dragon up and slamming it into the nearby mountains.

Boom!

The earth shook violently, mountains collapsed, and the blood dragon fell to the ground. It raised its head and stared, shook its head, and then stared intently. When it saw that it was a "terrifying upright ape," it was stunned. Its blood-red eyes even became wet, and it cried out, "Senior Brother!"

"Bah!"

Jiang Liu recognized the pitiful blood dragon's true form, but he was now "Gu Yue Yuan Jue". When he was still "Sun Wukong", his primordial spirit had not yet truly awakened, so he did not recognize him. How could he recognize him immediately now? He scolded and cursed, "You evil dragon, what senior brother do you know?"

I am a descendant of Huaguo Mountain, Gu Yue Yuanjue. My skills are those of a Bodhisattva of this world... no, they were taught by an old ape. My fellow disciples are all my fellow apes. How could you, you wicked dragon, be worthy of my attention?

Don't try to curry favor!

Judging from your appearance, you must be a demon, having devoured countless people. Today, you have met my doom; prepare to die!

The blood dragon was startled, realizing that this monkey was not Sun Wukong, but the chosen one—both the same person and not the same person.

But he dared not make another move. Instead, he transformed into a handsome man, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground, kowtowing and saying, "Senior brother! Senior brother! You may not recognize me, but I recognize you!"

Since returning from Mount Ling, I have been recuperating here in Eagle's Sorrow Gorge, and have never harmed anyone. However, we demons need blood as food for cultivation, but I do not eat people; I only eat horses, cattle, and sheep.

This is no exaggeration. The blood dragon leaped out of the ravine ahead, focusing only on the horses and ignoring the mortals.

Jiang Liu stopped and asked, "Are you really one of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Horses?"

The handsome man had a bitter expression on his face, but he could only nod and admit, "That's right."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Liu shouted angrily, "Those Eight Heavenly Dragon Horses are on Mount Ling, and have been conferred the title of Bodhisattva, enjoying their status. How could they be as decadent as you?"

Upon hearing this, the man remained silent, only gazing at Jiang Liu with a resentful expression. He could only explain, "Back then, when our eldest brother resigned from his Buddhist position and returned to his hometown, he was besieged by the Heavenly Court, Mount Ling, and the other demon kings..."

I intended to help secretly, but I was discovered by Ananda and Kasyapa of Mount Ling, which was a capital offense. Fortunately, thanks to Brother Sha's help, I survived and escaped back to Eagle's Sorrow Gorge on Snake Coil Mountain.

"In that case, I'll trust you for now. Come with me to see the caravan owner."

Jiang Liu grabbed the little white dragon, his gaze sharp, "Even if you don't kill anyone, you've still committed the crimes of swindling money and frightening people. You should go and apologize to them."

In an instant.

The little white dragon was shocked and refused to go, because even though he was no longer the Eight Heavenly Dragons of Mount Ling, he was still a true dragon. How could he go to apologize to a mortal?

"Aren't you going?"

Jiang Liu squinted, pulled an embroidery needle from his right ear, which grew longer in the wind, reaching about 12 feet in length. He shook it, and it became as thick as a bowl. He pressed it against the little white dragon's neck. "You wretched dragon, how much more noble is your life than that of a mortal? If I kill you with one blow, in the cycle of reincarnation, you might be reborn as an insect in your next life."

"Spare me! Senior Brother, spare me!"

The little white dragon knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

If he were to truly die and his soul were to enter the underworld, given the machinations of the Heavenly Court and Mount Ling, he might very well be reborn as an insect in his next life!

More importantly!

The rod pressing down on him—

Although the original black staff has turned silver-white, the oppressive aura it exudes is unmistakable.

This is the pillar that was knocked down by Gonggong, one of the twelve ancient ancestral witches. It is difficult for even a sage to control, and only his eldest brother can wield it like an arm or finger.

The vast universe!

A tiny seed is bigger than a mustard seed!

It is indeed the Ruyi Jingu Bang!

"Are you willing to apologize?"

Jiang Liu questioned.

"I'm willing to go! I'm willing to go!"

The little white dragon quickly agreed and went with Jiang Liu to Na Kui Lang and Bai Hua Ai to explain the situation. He also plucked a dragon scale from his body and gave it to the couple as an apology.

Na Kui Lang was initially somewhat afraid of the White Dragon, but upon hearing that it was the White Dragon, the mount of the pilgrim monk, he was dumbfounded.

How did the Eight Heavenly Dragon Horse end up in such a miserable state?

The white dragon remained silent, unwilling and unable to speak to a mortal.

Jiang Liu answered for him: "If Heaven had feelings, it too would grow old; the true path of humanity is full of vicissitudes."

Upon hearing this, Kui Lang seemed to be deep in thought, and the slight wariness he had felt towards Jiang Liu slowly dissipated—at least, without this monkey, he and his wife might have been eaten by this evil dragon who claimed to have once been the "Eight Heavenly Dragon Horses."

Looking at Jiang Liu's thin yet seemingly imposing spine that seemed to hold the entire world within him, the White Dragon suddenly smiled—no one could kill his senior brother, not even Yang Jian!

Chapter 1387 The Saddle, Reins, and Human Feelings

After acquiring Yi Ma, Jiang Liu, Kui Lang, Bai Hua Ai, and the others set off again, building a raft to cross Yingchoujian.

After traveling for two more days, the little white dragon couldn't help but ask Jiang Liu, "Senior Brother, are you going to Baoxiang Kingdom with the merchant caravan to do business?"

If that's the case, his junior brother will definitely correct him.

A person destined by Heaven—

He should seek his roots, gain supernatural powers, and return to his original form as the Great Sage. How could he be fooled by mortals into doing business?

"What? Don't immortals and Buddhas do business?"

Jiang Liu didn't turn his head, and said leisurely, "Taoists have their business, and Buddhas have theirs. If they can do business, why can't I?"

The little white dragon opened its mouth, speechless.

“I cultivated in the mountains and comprehended a Golden Elixir and Sacred Embryo technique. Would you like to learn it?” Seeing his silence, Jiang Liu chuckled and suddenly spoke.

"what?"

When the little white dragon came to its senses, it saw Jiang Liu raise his finger and point, and a stream of light entered its brow. Having obtained the method, it trembled with astonishment after just a brief experience.

What kind of mysterious technique is this?

The mind, like a monkey, drives the will, and yin descends while yang rises, circulating through the body—the source of the Golden Elixir.

The mother tree plants the yellow elm, and the earth and wood flow to solidify the foundation—the basis of alchemy.

The Golden Lord conceals the Yellow Woman, and the Earth and Gold conceal radiance to nurture spirituality—the essence of alchemy.

The Mind Monkey is the Alchemist, who transforms metal and fire into energy to govern the stars and understands the void; he is Wukong. The Will Horse nourishes the Wood Mother, whose source of water and wood flows in accordance with the four seasons; he observes the eight solar terms and becomes Bajie—the material for alchemy.

When the male metal unites with the female wood, and the two elements of metal and wood become one, the primordial elixir is formed and penetrates the nine orifices. The two realms of body and mind become one, and the sacred embryo reflects heaven, earth and man!

The methods of cultivation in the primordial world, whether in the Heavenly Court or Mount Ling, may differ in their outward manifestations as golden elixir and relics, but their origins are the same. By cultivating a golden elixir or relic within the body, one can cultivate magical power, cast spells, and enhance one's cultivation by consuming rare and precious materials, the essence of flesh and blood, and the spiritual essence of all living beings, thereby attaining longevity.

Immortality

These four words are the root cause of the open and covert struggles between the immortals and Buddhas in this primordial world.

Apart from Hongjun, who has attained the Dao, and the Six Sages, who can entrust their primordial spirit to the Heavenly Dao after obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi and do not need to worry about immortality, no other immortals or Buddhas can obtain true immortality!

This is because immortals and Buddhas seek immortality externally.

However, the technique that Little White Dragon obtained was for internal cultivation!

It means to cultivate one's body and mind as a golden elixir. Once the cultivation is complete, the human body becomes a universe, existing eternally and never dying!

But as soon as he began his cultivation, the white dragon realized the problem—

difficult!

In terms of talent, the White Dragon is a true dragon with a human body. Its talent for refining Qi is many times higher than that of Earthlings. The moment it came into contact with the Golden Core and Holy Embryo cultivation path, it was able to control the Qi in its body.

The so-called "difficulty" is only compared to his original dragon clan methods.

The dragon race's cultivation method is not much different from the Taoist Golden Elixir and Buddhist Relics in this primordial world. It is also a path of "external alchemy." They cultivate a dragon pearl, which they keep under their necks. They can enhance their strength and magical power by absorbing the essence of other living beings.

During ordinary cultivation, one only needs to hold this one dragon pearl; there is no need to circulate energy through the body, harmonize the elements, or coordinate male and female elements.

The White Dragon felt that hardship was simply a matter of how difficult it is to go from luxury to frugality.

How are you feeling?

Jiang Liu inquired.

"It's somewhat difficult."

The little white dragon was silent for a moment, then said this.

"Nothing is difficult in this world if you put your mind to it."

Jiang Liu offered a word of advice.

Instantly.

Little White Dragon gritted his teeth, choosing to believe Jiang Liu, and said, "I am willing to learn this Golden Core and Holy Embryo Method, and I hope that Senior Brother will grant my request."

"Very good."