What kind of Journey to the West is this?

The Mortal World is a Good Place for Cultivation: Chapter 221 [When Disasters and Misfortunes Strikes, Heaven Has No Intention for My Mind]

True or false!

False and true!

In the Yuwang Cave, An Yanxia held up the cracked Golden Crow Egg in her hand.

After jumping out of the small cage of the Holy Land of Qingqiu, away from the Old Fox King and Vimala, and without the Jade-faced Princess, Yanxia did not feel happy.

She is like the Golden Crow in this hand.

Coming out of the Eggshell Well, we enter the Yuwang Cave Heaven Well.

There is always another well outside the well. You may think you have jumped out of the cage, but the freedom you gain is still false.

This feeling is like oversleeping and accidentally catching a glimpse of the dusk falling towards the small garden outside the window, and the whole person is immersed in melancholy that he is just a speck of dust.

People call it jade syndrome.

An Yanxia felt that she really had some psychological problems.

Escaped from Yuwang Cave and flew out of Yuwang Mountain.

Riding on the clouds and mist, flying out of the territory of Songzhou, whoosh!

Fly all the way to the three heavens.

Swish!

Passing through the clouds and mist, the fierce wind cut through the skin, leaving several bloody marks.

But Yanxia didn't feel any pain. Instead, she became more awake as the scraping went on.

As he looked up, his thoughts seemed to merge with the universe, becoming infinite and omnipresent. His body, shattered by the strong wind, also seemed to merge with the universe, and every movement became a mixture of reality and illusion.

this moment.

A vertical flame pattern appeared on his forehead, and the golden light of good deeds in the interior of the Niwan Palace faintly seeped out from the vertical pattern, protecting Yanxia's body.

Yanxia looked up and accidentally saw the earth and mountains:

——Swish, swish, swish!

The scene before him shifted in color, the clouds dissipated, the gale subsided. First, a black dot appeared, marking Cangzhou City. Then, Wuhe Mountain and Hejian County appeared. Countless rivers and mountains stretched out in a continuous line, stretching endlessly to the horizon, and a surge of energy rose from everywhere.

The energy of the five directions of cloud buds, the energy of the country and the people, the energy of incense and candlesticks, the energy of yin and yang of men and women, and the energy of the stars in the sky.

Endless energy intertwined and tangled, manifesting vast rivers, mountains, and oceans, and the myriad forms of the human world. This energy surged mightily from east to west, riding the purple glow of the western sky, crashing into the Flaming Mountain, the Flowing Sand River, the Two-Boundary Mountain, Chang'an City, and Cangzhou Prefecture, and straight into the Three Mountains and Ten Islands of the East China Sea and the Dongsheng Divine Continent. The various energy forces tangled and transformed into a vortex.

In the vortex, stars are shifting, dragons and snakes are emerging from the land, all things are taking shape, and the world is turning upside down.

There are scenes of her fighting her way up Huilong Peak, Luo Sushang's tragic death on Kanyang Mountain, monks chanting the Lotus Sutra and scattering petals, and plague rampant, with people dying in their beds one after another.

It only takes a moment.

Just staring at the vortex in Cangzhou City.

An Yanxia felt as if she had watched tens of millions of immersive movies filled with separations of life and death.

Ordinary people say that there is great terror between life and death, but with so many scenes flooding into her mind, it was difficult to describe it as great terror.

Her consciousness gradually became blurred, and the five internal organs and five energies in her chest seemed to be mixed into a ball.

A fishy and sweet taste rose up my throat.

In the three heavens.

A golden light fell rapidly.

Jeju County, Yanggu County.

At the west city market, An Yanxia stumbled and wiped the corner of her mouth, her hands covered in blood.

Cinnabar blood overflowed from between his fingers and exploded on the ground with a plop.

This tragic scene immediately attracted the attention of pedestrians who were selling goods at stalls in the distance.

"Girl! What's going on? Oh, there's so much blood!"

"Thief God, what's wrong with you?"

"Wipe it off quickly and call a doctor! Call a doctor!"

"I can stop the bleeding. I have nine winds... let me pass..."

Many people in the market were frightened and felt pity for the situation, and some of them kindly ran to call a doctor.

A little girl squeezed in with a basket on her shoulder and was almost frightened by the tragic scene in front of her: her body was covered in blood, as if she had crawled out of hell!

She quickly took out the hemostatic herbs from the basket, chewed them up and tried to apply them to the wound.

But when she touched Yanxia's wrist and rolled up her sleeves, she was stunned and said in a trembling voice:

"Why, why aren't you injured at all......"

.................

.................

Zhao Gongming sat on the black tiger, with Jiang Banxia following closely beside him.

The wind was howling as the two men rushed out of the North Gate of Heaven to go to the lower world.

But just as he flew out of the Heavenly Gate, Zhao Gongming saw a golden light exploding in the Ji River area. He counted with his fingers and frowned, saying, "Not good!"

Jiang Banxia asked, "Marshal Zhao, what happened?"

"An Yanxia has met her end."

"Should be robbed!"

Jiang Banxia's breathing paused.

Disasters are blessings or misfortunes that arise naturally during spiritual practice and are unavoidable for any practitioner.

When faced with disasters, gods usually use magic to avoid them, or directly reincarnate to alleviate the disasters they face.

But there is an exception, that is, when one has neither supernatural powers nor can be reincarnated, one can only face the catastrophe head-on, which is called "responding to the catastrophe."

It's also difficult for the immortals to reincarnate and face the calamity, and An Yanxia is a cultivator who refines his essence and knows his destiny...

Just as she was worried and uneasy, two auspicious clouds flew over from afar.

When they got closer, they saw that they were Zhongli Quan and Lu Dongbin who were traveling here.

The two fairies were holding feather fans and chatting and laughing.

Zhongli Quan came flying up, cupped his hands and smiled, "I saw the fortune and luck from afar. It turns out it's Marshal Zhao in person."

Zhao Gongming said, "It turns out that the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is. You, the alchemist, are not in a hurry, but it is me, an outsider, who is anxious."

Lü Dongbin also flew over and asked curiously, "What happened that made Marshal Zhao compare himself to a eunuch?"

"It's not a big deal."

Zhongli Quan smiled and pointed to the east, saying, "It's just that evil disciple who has met with disaster."

Zhao Gongming laughed and scolded, "You are so carefree!"

"Haha! This is her calamity, not mine. What else can I do if I'm not free and easy? Am I going to take her place? Marshal Zhao, you must have faith in my disciple!"

Lü Dongbin said, "I vaguely remember that she had only just begun to cultivate her essence. Although she had long been cultivating her mind and nature, she had not yet grasped the profound principles of returning the elixir to the earth. I'm afraid she is in great danger now that she is facing a calamity."

Zhao Gongming was full of admiration.

These outsiders were all worried. It was indeed dangerous for those who practiced Taoism to refine their essence and know their destiny and face disasters.

When the heavens are filled with murderous intent, the stars shift. When the earth is filled with murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land. When humans are filled with murderous intent, the world turns upside down. The external tribulations of heaven and earth, the fierce winds and divine fires, are already extremely dangerous. If she is facing the human tribulation, the mental tribulation of "human murderous intent," then he is somewhat helpless.

But as Zhongli Quan said: I can't face the disaster on An Yanxia's behalf!

Zhongli Quan wasn't completely unconcerned. He waved his feather fan and said, "An Yanxia is blessed with great fortune, so she won't die. But since we're here, we might as well go and take a look."

After hearing this, Jiang Banxia didn't dare to interrupt and followed the three immortals obediently, flying eastward.

The sky is still foggy.

The rivers and mountains on earth never grow old.

Somewhere in the mountains, a snow lion stepped across the stream, splashing white waves, and then chased towards the east.

Xue Shier set out from Cangzhou City, traveling day and night, under the stars and the moon, and had not rested for three days and three nights. His amber pupils were filled with bloodshot.

It was difficult to determine An Yanxia's location, but she could roughly confirm that she was in the southeast.

As for how far, it’s hard to say.

It could be hundreds of miles or thousands of miles.

But it doesn’t matter, there are mountains to climb and rivers to cross.

The sun rose and the moon set countless times, mud and water splashed and dust flew along the way, and the snow lion's beautiful snow-white fur turned yellow and tangled.

Fortunately, her efforts paid off. After traveling thousands of miles, she finally smelled a hint of An Yanxia's scent.

In King Yu Mountain.

The snow lion crashed into King Yu's cave.

It's a Good Place to Cultivate in the Mortal World: Chapter 222 [Don't Ask Me, Just Ask Your Heart]

As the sky brightened, a thin sun climbed above the Fusang tree.

In Yanggu City, in Baicaotang.

An Yanxia stumbled and fell into the pharmacy.

Blood gushed out of her eyes, falling to the ground with a plop—turning into black bean-sized purple-red amber particles.

"Please walk slower..."

The little girl carrying a medicine basket behind her hurried over to support the girl in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel awe.

It was obvious that this girl was the injured one, but she disappeared when she walked away. She searched for a long time before she found her.

But it's a coincidence.

She happened to pick up some blood-replenishing medicine.

I happened to meet this girl.

The girl happened to come to her family's pharmacy.

Her pharmacy happened to be idle and had no patients.

Everything just happened to be perfect.

Yan Xia murmured, "Use medicine, use medicine..."

The girl whispered, "I don't know what's wrong with you. I'll go get my father."

"Use medicine, Emperor Liujiang... use medicine..."

What the hell is Emperor Liujiang?

The little girl was helpless. Seeing Yan Xia stumbling over her words, she thought she might be delirious or experiencing hallucinations.

Look, he's talking incoherently.

After a while, the little girl called her father over.

He was the doctor in charge of Baicaotang. Everyone in the surrounding area knew that he had superb medical skills and was a great doctor - at least that's what the little girl thought.

The doctor was also startled when he saw An Yanxia. He checked her pulse and said in surprise:

"This pulse is no different from that of an ordinary person!"

He then asked the little girl to hold Yanxia's cheeks and told her to open her mouth and show her tongue.

It's extremely normal.

The doctor took a deep breath and quickly pried open Yanxia's eyelids.

He looked at the blood-red pupils and said timidly, "Does the immortal have anything to say to us?"