From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"The Jade Emperor decreed that clouds should appear at Chen Shi (7-9 AM), thunder should sound at Si Shi (9-11 AM), rain should fall at Wu Shi (11 AM-1 PM), and the rain should stop at Wei Shi (1-3 PM), with a total water volume of 3 feet, 3 inches, and 48 points. My father, however, merely had clouds appear at Si Shi, thunder should sound at Wu Shi, rain should fall at Wei Shi, and the rain should stop at Shen Shi (3-5 PM), with a total water volume of 3 feet and 40 points. He simply changed the time of day and lost 3 inches and 8 points."

The red-bearded dragon, filled with indignation, added, "Rainwater isn't gold or silver, and my father didn't embezzle anything, so why should he be beheaded?"

"Heh, just as muddle-headed as your old man."

Jiang Liu sneered, "The primordial Three Realms, with its four seasons and the rotation of stars, is not perfect. Therefore, it needs the assistance of immortals, Buddhas, and saints to operate."

The amount of rain is determined by the will of Heaven. Although the Jade Emperor had desires in his heart and wanted to restrain Taoism and Buddhism, he dared not go against the will of Heaven.

Do you know that your father was an hour late, which defied the will of Heaven!

Seeing the red-bearded dragon's expression, Jiang Liu continued, "The ways of Heaven are too far removed to discuss for now. Just the fact that your foolish father withheld three inches and eight points will affect crop growth, leading to even lower harvests for farmers and ultimately causing more people to starve..."

How many people would die?

"Your father, as the Great Dragon God of Rain, risked the safety of an entire city and his own life to gamble with a charlatan fortune teller. Who else but him would die?"

The red-bearded dragon retorted, "How can the life of a mortal be more precious than the life of my dragon race?"

Do you consider your life to be precious?

The words fell.

The red-bearded dragon trembled all over. Jiang Liu swept his staff across, instantly shattering the Boshan furnace on his back. He let out a howl as his back was torn open, blood splattering across the sky.

The red-bearded dragon was in so much pain that it lunged at Jiang Liu, but Jiang Liu stomped on its head and pressed it into the ground.

"Why do I feel like your dragon life is worthless?"

Jiang Liu raised his Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff) and aimed it at the back of the red-bearded dragon's neck, saying in a low voice, "Perhaps killing you and making a roasted dragon meat dish could fetch some money."

"Great Sage, spare me! I was wrong! I was really wrong!" the Red-Bearded Dragon begged for mercy, but Jiang Liu had already seen through the Red-Bearded Dragon's true nature.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong!

Therefore.

Jiang Liu was too lazy to persuade him any further.

"and many more!"

The scholar in white pleaded for mercy.

But the club had already fallen, breaking the Red-Bearded Dragon's neck. In a single burst, it completely annihilated the Red-Bearded Dragon's body, leaving only a dragon pearl.

Jiang Liu originally intended to subdue this red-bearded dragon, which shows that he has no resemblance to a dragon god at all. He considers his dragon bloodline noble, looks down on mortals, and even thinks that the lives and deaths of mortals are insignificant.

If one truly considers oneself noble, why not hone one's skills through self-discipline and relearn the art of soaring, instead of exchanging the treasures accumulated in the past with the Black Bear Monster for the Boshan Furnace, which uses primordial Qi as its furnace smoke, to ride the mist?

If that were all, it would be alright. But the dragon looks down on the lives of mortals from the bottom of its heart... This kind of dragon should not be used, nor should it be kept, lest it go mad one day and run down the mountain to harm the people.

Even this primordial heavenly court looks down on mortals and doesn't value their lives, but at least it practices the policy of "shepherding the people," understanding that only by providing mortals with a good living environment can it reap more rewards.

can only say.

One family cannot raise two kinds of people.

That Jing River Dragon King was pitifully stupid! And his son was no less so!

thereafter.

Jiang Liu then looked at Boligelang and said with a smile, "You're a fool too, selling toad ghee to get incense powder."

Tsk~

It's a legitimate business, actually.

Humans use money as a medium for trade, while you barter, remaining stuck in the barbaric era of ancient civilization, cannot last long.

After saying this, Jiang Liu pondered for a moment and said to Boligelang, "I suppose you don't like human form. Would you be willing to give up this stinking skin and leave only a bit of your primordial spirit to cultivate with me?"

If you ever change your mind, I will send you into reincarnation, to be reborn as a human.

Napoli thought for a moment, then croaked twice in agreement.

then.

Under the astonished gaze of the white-robed scholar, Jiang Liu blew a breath, causing Boligelang's physical body to disintegrate, leaving only a stream of energy to circulate, carrying his soul, which transformed into a primordial spirit the size of a fingernail, becoming a green-skinned frog, which voluntarily crawled into the gourd at Jiang Liu's waist.

This gourd, nurtured by the primordial energy of the river, has been inscribed with three gates and nine orifices, forming its own world where souls and spirits can survive.

"Senior Brother!"

The sound of horses' hooves came from down the mountain.

It turned out that a white horse galloped up the mountain, ran up to him, opened its mouth, and spat out a white bead.

It is the form aggregate, one of the five aggregates.

After Baihua'ai, who was actually Jiang Liu in disguise, was kidnapped by the seven wolf demons, the little white dragon dared not graze peacefully in the backyard of the inn anymore. He ran into the mountains and forests, rampaging and killing many small demons. He also found a Buddha head, took the essence from it, and came to find Jiang Liu.

"Thank you for your trouble."

Jiang Liu suppressed his aura, mounted his white horse, and said to the white-robed scholar, "If you can find your master, tell him not to come and test me. After all, my staff is heavy, and if I accidentally smash his men into mincemeat, I will needlessly make enemies."

The scholar in white opened his mouth, wanting to offer a reminder, but Jiang Liu had already ridden his horse down the mountain and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey~"

After the river flowed down the mountain, it did not return to the town, but went to the old site of Guanyin Temple.

This place is densely wooded and devoid of birds and beasts. Directly in front of it is a dilapidated Zen temple burned by a wildfire. The walls are blackened with moss and grass grows in the narrow cracks between the bricks. It is a good place for exploration.

"Little Saint, please wait!"

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Jiang Liu dismounted and walked forward. He heard two sounds coming from behind, but he didn't turn his head and continued forward. When he saw the old Ling Xuzi hanging from the crooked tree, he didn't stop for a moment. He just waved his hand and dissipated the corpse into gas, which dissolved into the air.

Seeing this, the two people behind him, one tall and one short, were startled. They looked at each other and quickly caught up with Jiang Liu, blocking his way.

"Little Saint, if you want to gain anything, you must first ring the three bronze bells outside." The old man with a gourd on his back, a face like jade, white hair and beard, and an air of otherworldly wisdom, named Yuan Shoucheng, bowed to Jiang Liu and advised him.

"Little Saint?"

Jiang Liu raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "You old man, your eyesight isn't very good, is it?"

"Uh···"

Yuan Shoucheng was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"Who doesn't know that Little Sage's temple is at the mouth of the Guanjiang River? Besides, Erlang Shen is handsome, powerful, and dashing. He doesn't look like a monkey at all, does he? You calling me Little Sage, doesn't that mean you have bad eyesight?"

Jiang Liu looked amused.

Yuan Shoucheng's mouth twitched, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

"You monkey are just as humorous as the Great Sage," the earth god, who looked like a radish spirit, laughed heartily.

"We were just talking about this charlatan fortune teller, but we forgot to mention you, right?"

Jiang Liu squatted down, patted the head of the Black Wind Mountain land deity, and asked with a smile, "Have you forgotten the monkey's 'illustrious reputation' among the mountain gods and land deities?"

"Wh...what?" The Black Wind Mountain Land God stared with his small eyes, having truly forgotten.

"Good food but no money for wine, they prey on the elderly."

Jiang Liu took out his golden cudgel and said with a grin, "Since I have come here, you should have come out to greet me, but you only came now. Isn't that a slight to me?"

"Stand up straight, all of you! I'll teach you to each take twenty limbs!"

Black Wind Mountain Land God: "..."

Yuan Shoucheng: "..."

Chapter 1394 Subduing the Land God and Entering the Zen Temple

Upon hearing that he was to be beaten with twenty limps, the local deity of Black Wind Mountain immediately recalled his memories from five hundred years ago. He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Great Sage, spare my life! This old man is too weak to withstand a beating. Let alone twenty limps, one blow would be fatal! Let's beat that fortune-telling swindler next to us instead!"

Yuan Shoucheng: "???"

This land definitely deserves to be conquered!

You could have just begged for mercy yourself, but why did you have to push him forward?

"Very well, seeing that you two are old, if I were to strike you with this staff, it would tarnish my reputation later." Jiang Liu put away his golden cudgel and helped up the Black Wind Mountain land deity, who resembled a radish with ginseng-like whiskers.

"Great Sage, is it really you?"

The land's eyes were moist.

"My name is not Sun Wukong, but Gu Yue Yuanjue," Jiang Liu introduced himself.

"Uh······"

The local deity was taken aback for a moment, then quickly chimed in, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Great Sage, your name is Gu Yue Yuanjue, not Sun Wukong!"

At this point, the local deity continued, “Great Sage, I have two magical arts to pass on to you: one is the art of immobilizing, and the other is the art of gathering form and dispersing energy. Both were passed down to me by an old immortal who asked me to pass them on to the descendants of Flower Fruit Mountain.”

“You old man are honest, but you can learn those two spells yourself. I was born with them, so I don’t need to.”

Having said that, Jiang Liu circled the land of Black Wind Mountain and said with a chuckle, "However, since you were able to keep your promise to that old immortal, you are indeed a kind person. Therefore, I will pass on a great path to you so that you can cultivate the Golden Core and Holy Embryo. If you can comprehend the root of the earth in the future, you may be able to attain the status of a righteous god of fortune and virtue."

Before Yuan Shoucheng could even react with surprise, Jiang Liu pointed his finger, and a stream of light entered the nine orifices of the Black Wind Mountain, imparting that profound skill to him.

When had the local people ever seen such a method of cultivating one's own innate Qi and refining the universe within oneself? After the initial shock, upon careful contemplation, they realized how difficult the cultivation was.

"Great Sage, this technique?"

The landman from Black Wind Mountain tried it out briefly and found it difficult, revealing a wry smile.

“You are a spirit of plants and trees, but your human body is incomplete… In this way, you can travel west with me, leave this place, see the vast world, and broaden your mind. You can also cultivate with us along the way. Is that alright?” Jiang Liu extended an invitation.

“This… if the Great Sage does not despise me, this old man is willing to go west with you.”

The land deity of Black Wind Mountain hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

There are three reasons.

Firstly, having obtained this profound method, he feared he might misunderstand it and be unable to continue his cultivation. Only by following the Great Sage could he proceed step by step.

Secondly, as the Great Sage said, he had stayed in Black Wind Mountain for a thousand years and knew the situation there very well. He did indeed have the idea of ​​going to other places to take a look.

Thirdly, his choice to help the chosen one has already violated the heavenly law. If the higher authorities were to settle accounts, he might be able to escape for a while, but he would not be able to escape forever and would inevitably be punished... It would be better to go all the way down this path.

“Cultivation is nothing more than cultivating the mind and body. By following nature, one can cultivate the laws of heaven and earth; by fighting against nature, one can achieve the Dharma of heaven and earth.” As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew out from Jiang Liu’s body and entered the mind and body of the Black Wind Mountain Earth God.