What kind of Journey to the West is this?

She looked at Jiang Banxia, who was brushing off the dirt, and teased, "Have you been rolling around in the mud?"

Looking at the heroic young woman next to him, he guessed her identity and said with a bow, "Greetings to the Princess Sansheng."

Jingwei was so impressed that she forgot the humiliation she had just experienced. She clapped her hands and said, "You are better off than this plague!"

Jin Zha saw that people had arrived and said to them:

"Zhongtan and Anbazui have important military matters to discuss. Please forgive me and don't disturb me."

Although the celestial officials were somewhat reluctant, they all agreed and took their shameful boss away with them.

Jiang Banxia, too lazy to bother with the trouble, so he soared into the sky, leading the messenger westward. Jingwei wanted to stay and win over An Yanxia, but was helplessly restrained by several celestial doctors, who held her shoulders and supported her as she soared westward.

Seeing that the other person had left, An Yanxia asked, "Grand Prince, what exactly is going on?"

Jin Zha said: "The situation is complicated, but it is simple to explain."

Yan Xia was speechless, "Then put it simply."

Jin Zha also smiled and said, "Does Anba Zui know about the Buddhist and Taoist debates in Chang'an next year?"

"The one between Famen Temple and Zongsheng Palace?"

"Exactly. This matter requires An Bazui's help."

"I?"

An Yanxia couldn't believe it, it felt outrageous, and couldn't help asking, "Do you have any weird fantasies about me?"

For example, the reincarnation of immortals.

That was a discussion between Famen Temple and Zongsheng Palace! Led by Abbot Huiye and Taoist Priest Qi Huizi.

Qi Huizi himself is the head of Louguan Zongsheng Palace, a fourth-rank celestial being, a resident earthly immortal, and a Purple Gold Guanglu Doctor.

The first abbot of Famen Temple opposite, Hui Ye, was originally a monk of Baochang Temple. Li Eryi sent him to Famen Temple to be the abbot. In fact, he was not well versed in Buddhism.

It looked like the Xuanmen had a high chance of winning, and An Yanxia was even considering heading to Chang'an City to become the banker and start gambling. However, the Buddhist sect had external support—Chan Master Daoxin of Shuangfeng Mountain.

Shuangfeng Daoxin, at the age of twenty-seven, received the mantle and became the Fourth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism. He used medicine to treat epidemics in Qihuang, Qichun, and Jizhou. He was embraced by his followers and settled in Shuangfeng Mountain, where he taught Zen and gathered over five hundred followers. He was known as the "Great Medical Zen Master." Although young, his attainments had already reached at least the eighth level of Bodhisattva.

Arhat, Pratyekabuddha, Bodhisattva, and Buddha are the paths of Buddhist practice, similar to the Taoist alchemy and talismanic practices. Each of these four paths has ten stages, with the eighth stage for Bodhisattvas being called the Immovable Stage. A loose comparison would suggest at least the fourth rank of the Heavenly Scroll, representing significant spiritual cultivation.

Even if Luo Suchang went there, she would not be able to debate, so Zhongli Quan had to go.

But Jin Zha chose her.

Jin Zha laughed and said, "Heaven has bestowed upon this man a great mission! Don't rush to exonerate him. This will happen in July of next year. Isn't that still seven months away?"

An Yanxia complained, "Even if I ate all the elixirs in Tushita Palace, swallowed all the fruits in Pantao Garden, and drank every drop of the fine wine in Lingxiao Palace, I still couldn't become an eighth-level bodhisattva in seven months."

"Hahaha, Ba Zui is being modest. Besides, this is a discussion of the Dao, not a fight. What's the point of having great supernatural powers? I believe in An Ba Zui's ability."

Jin Zha was afraid that An Yanxia would refuse, so he immediately said, "My father has already decided on this matter. If it goes through, there are also some good gifts to be given to Ba Zui!"

"what?"

"The talisman from the Tianshi Mansion."

Yan Xia suddenly felt bored. "What good stuff is this? The private talisman of the Tianshi Mansion is also impressive..."

"It's the Heavenly Master's Talisman."

"??? A Celestial Master Talisman that allows you to become a Celestial Master at Mount Longhu?"

Jin Zha laughed and said, "How could it be that easy? Mount Longhu is the territory of Zhang Tianshi's family. If you want to become a Tianshi from another family, especially a girl, it would be troublesome. But with a Tianshi Lu, it would be easy to establish a sect. Tianshi Ge and Tianshi Xu are both great figures, but it's a pity that they lack a Tianshi Lu. Otherwise, they would definitely be able to establish their own lineage - and I'm not talking about the Three Mountains Dharma Lineage."

Yanxia's heart was burning with anger.

Founding a sect and becoming the founder - alas, if Heaven had not created An Yanxia, the path of alchemy would have been like a long night forever!

But after just a brief thought, she poured a bucket of cold water on him and said, "I always feel that you are deceiving ignorant girls."

"Haha! Anba Zui is not ignorant. Great wisdom appears foolish, and great foolishness appears wise."

Jin Zha laughed a few times and said, "If An Bazui has any ideas, he can visit my father's house when he arrives in Chang'an."

"Is this what Li Tianwang meant?"

"No. My father has been reincarnated and suffered many tribulations, but his spirit has not yet awakened. This is someone's suggestion."

"understood."

An Yanxia bowed in thanks and said goodbye.

She soared into the sky, knocked on the jade plate and waited for the Qingluan messenger to come and pick her up.

During this brief period of free time, she considered Jin Zha's suggestion.

From any perspective, she should visit Chang'an City.

The busty master is there, and a short separation is better than anything else... Anyway, it feels like a long time has passed, and she misses her a little.

There will also be Buddhist and Taoist debates, and many figures will surely appear on stage. Going there to socialize can broaden your horizons and make some connections - so as to avoid staying stuck in Cangzhou and becoming the next City God.

As for winning or losing the debate, that didn't matter. If you won, you could get the Heavenly Master's Scroll, and you wouldn't want to miss out on something that was given to you for free.

While she was thinking, Qingluan had already arrived.

He mounted the Blue Luan and flew past the East Heaven Gate, on his way to the lower world. But just above the East Heaven Gate, a giant golden-winged bird suddenly flew over, closely pursued by many heavenly soldiers and generals.

The golden-winged Roc turned around and cursed, "You unreasonable bunch! I've told you several times that I have nothing to do with that Lion Camel Ridge thing!"

"Damn it, this grudge from five hundred years ago! Will it ever end?"

Whizzing!

He turned around and cursed, without even looking at what was in front of him, and bumped into Qingluan.

Qingluan had no time to dodge, so she had to turn sharply and flap her wings.

An Yanxia felt dizzy and as if the world was turning upside down. The plane crash had knocked her off Qingluan's back and sent her plummeting down to the Three Heavens.

The Red Dust World is a Good Place for Cultivation: Chapter 201 [Missy Summer Hiding from the Rain Encounters a Scholar, Merchants Seek Money and Harm Heavenly Officials]

Somewhere in the mountains, beside a stream.

"It hurts!"

An Yanxia was completely naked—all her clothes had been blown away by the gale, and her body was covered in streaks of blood.

If it weren't for the golden elixir protecting her, she would have been chopped into minced meat in the Gangfeng layer.

She found some golden medicine from the Sumeru mustard seeds and applied it on the wound. She didn't dare to put on any clothes, but just scooped up some stream water and drank a few sips.

With this kind of injury, if I put on clothes, I'm afraid the wound will stick to the clothes.

She wondered, "This medicine was not used on the busty master, I used it first..."

While he was thinking, there was a splash in the stream and a gray head popped out from it.

This is an otter.

The otter held the fish in its little paw, having gotten it from nowhere, and cried out, "Oh, oh, oh!"

"No, no, no."

An Yanxia pointed at the fish, covered her mouth, and signaled that she didn't want to eat it.

The otter rummaged around and finally pulled out a clam shell.

An Yanxia did the same.

The otter dived into the water and ran away, probably because it was angry at An Yanxia for making things difficult for it.

She recuperated in the woods for about a day or two.

The injury looked serious, but thanks to his good physical condition, he recovered quickly. After two days, he was able to walk again.

After changing clothes, An Yanxia was about to leave when there was another burst of bubbles in the water.

The otter emerged from the water, looked at the girl putting on her clothes, a look of confusion on his face, threw down a bottle and dived back into the water.

An Yanxia: “….”

You don’t recognize me when I put on my clothes, right?

She picked up the bottle, uncorked it, and found two pills inside, which should be used to treat injuries.

He looked at the words on the jade bottle again and was slightly surprised.

Such a familiar insect script and bird seal script.

He took out the token of King Yu's cave that Feiyun had given him and compared it with the text - sure enough, the characters carved with a knife and an axe were almost exactly the same.

"Is King Yu also here?"

An Yanxia looked up at the mountain in the northwest, where cumulonimbus clouds were gathering. The sky was azure, and the valleys were filled with mist. The mountains and forests on all sides were like a network, vaguely forming a protective posture for the incoming court.

When she was on Earth, she studied archaeology. Ancient people paid a lot of attention to the so-called "feng shui" when building tombs. But feng shui can also make a man a success or a failure. If they built according to feng shui, it was natural that thieves would also follow suit.

According to the "New Book of Geography," a comprehensive work on feng shui, the northwest is associated with water and is the home of Yuyin. The northwest rises, with mountains gracing the landscape, suggesting an imperial aura.

The only emperor in Yuyin is the "Xia" family.

"Xia Yu...where did you hit me?"

An Yanxia swallowed her saliva and didn't rush to find out what was going on. Cumulonimbus clouds were rising in the west, which meant it was going to rain. She should find a place to shelter from the rain quickly.

...........

Rumble!

As the first thunder of spring sounded, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

After spring comes the Beginning of Spring. As the saying goes: The Beginning of Winter brings rumbling thunder, while the Beginning of Spring brings misty rain.

Life is easy with a river. An Yanxia walked down the mountain along the stream, and there was indeed a market town at the foot of the mountain.

She found an inn to shelter from the rain, and coincidentally, there were also a caravan transporting goods and scholars on their way there to take shelter from the rain.

“A good rain knows its season!”

A scholar in a plain white robe, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, had his horse tethered and walked into the shop. A middle-aged scholar in elegant attire, holding a folding fan, accompanied him. He smiled and said, "It's indeed a good rain. It's a pity that spring arrives so quickly and leaves so quickly."

Yanxia was feeling suffocated in the woods, with no one to talk to. She laughed and said, "Spring has just arrived, and you're already lamenting its end?"

The elegantly dressed scholar couldn't help but laugh. "Life is short, like the withering of autumn. It's a pity how fleeting time is!"

The merchant who was drinking tea over there shouted, "Master, I think you are showing off your knowledge. Instead of thinking about these things, you should earn more money to support your family. What's the point of talking about these things?"

"Everyone has their own suffering."

The scholar was not anxious and asked, "What do you think, young lady?"

"People say: The cold wind turns to spring willows, and each branch is shrouded in mist."

Yan Xia smiled and said, "I see the wind and rain sending spring away, and the flying snow welcoming spring in. But it's just another year going by, what's there to be sentimental about?"

The scholar burst out laughing.

A scholar in a white robe clapped his hands and said, "Excellent poem! I think you are right, young lady. Old sir, you are in your twilight years, and all you see is autumn."

The scholar had been silent until now, but now that he spoke, everyone began to notice his resounding voice. His face was imposing without even anger, like a fierce tiger in the mountains.

The merchants also figured it out and clapped their hands, saying, "Great poem! Great poem!"

"She's a talented woman!"

"Whose family is this young lady from? She actually ran away to Songzhou..."

The scribe also asked, "Isn't the girl from this place?"

An Yanxia said: "Something happened, so we have to go to Hejian this time."

"Shh, that's quite far. From Songzhou to Hejian, it's at least 800 miles. And if we want to go faster, we can only go over Yuwang Mountain ahead and take the ferry to Songzhou City to travel by water."

As the scholar spoke, he glanced at the scholar and reminded him, "I don't recommend taking this waterway."

"Why?"

"Yuwang Mountain ahead used to be accessible, but in recent years, white-browed tigers have appeared on the mountain. These tigers are known to eat people. Many merchants are afraid to use the mountain road anymore."

"If we don't take this path, how long will it take?"

"If we cross the mountains and take the water route, it will only take a dozen days. If we don't take the water route, it will probably take a month."