What kind of Journey to the West is this?

"Amitabha!"

After chanting the Buddha's name, the three monastics wandered away.

The two Jiedis, Golden Head and Silver Head, also stood up to leave, when they suddenly saw An Yanxia bringing two snake demons to Jinshan Temple.

The Golden-headed Jie Di asked curiously, "What are the identities of those two monsters?"

Silver-headed Jie Di recognized the snake demon at a glance, "It's the one who stole from the Nanshan Herb Garden before. The white snake was the main culprit, but was stopped by Master An, so I have some impression of it. As for the green snake, I don't recognize it."

"Brother, do you want to go over and check it out?"

"Forget it! Two little demons who steal herbs for a living, what's there to find out?" Golden-headed Jie Di sighed and said, "Finding the Buddha's light relic is more important!"

After saying that, the two of them flew away quickly.

In the main hall, An Yanxia was meeting Elder Fa Ming with the White Snake and the Green Snake.

Elder Fa Ming was still wondering why An Yanxia brought two monsters in, and then he heard:

"Elder, this white snake is the culprit who recently stole from the medicine garden."

Fa Ming stared at Xiao Bai. He saw that the white snake didn't have any blood, blood, or evil spirits on it. Instead, it had a light and ethereal aura. This was clearly a serious practice.

The old monk looked puzzled and asked doubtfully, "Is this really the girl?"

Yan Xia said, "This is a long story."

Xiaobai was filled with nervousness. He stumbled over his explanation of the whole process of stealing the medicine and apologized, "Elder, I have acknowledged my mistake. I volunteer to guard the Nanshan Herb Garden for ten years as compensation."

"Amitabha!"

Elder Fa Ming chanted a Buddhist chant and shook his head, saying, "What you lost were worthless things to begin with. You should just pay for them. You are a serious practitioner. How can you waste ten years of your life in the garden of Jinshan Temple?"

An Yanxia then told him the story of the Buddha's Light Relics.

Xiaobai was nervous, afraid that his theft would make others unhappy and unwilling to help.

But when it comes to this matter, Elder Fa Ming's face suddenly becomes serious.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Since this matter is related to my Buddha and my Jinshan Temple, I naturally cannot just sit back and watch.

"But this matter needs three rules!"

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 273 [Fire Search in Cangzhou, King Yu Sends Earth]

"The so-called three-point agreement requires Miss Bai to swear not to steal again. She must pay compensation in fine silver. If she doesn't have the money, she must guard the gate of my Nanshan Herb Garden for a year. Buddha, have mercy on us, and this matter will be over."

Elder Fa Ming is indeed compassionate, and this rule is very relaxed.

Xiaobai had no objection, so he asked him to look at the relics in the green snake's belly and solve the problem together.

"It is indeed a relic...but it has an owner!"

Elder Fa Ming also took a look at the relics in the green snake's belly, exclaimed in surprise, and was very puzzled.

Relics are the remains of an eminent monk, how could they still have an owner?

He was puzzled and said, "This relic seems to have become a spirit. It is indeed a spiritual object with an owner. Spiritual objects with owners will naturally approach their owners. So it moved around in the stomach, making Miss Xiaoqing very weak."

An Yanxia also nodded. This was almost what she thought.

In this way, as long as the relic is taken out, Xiaoqing's difficult and complicated illness will naturally be cured.

But the question is how to get the relics out?

Seeing Yanxia and Elder Faming frowning, Xiaoqing couldn't help but feel a little scared. She wondered if she was doomed, and then she thought if she could still survive, she must repay her gratitude.

An Yanxia broke the silence first and looked at Elder Faming. "Since it is confirmed to be a relic, I have a recipe here, but I can't guarantee its success."

Xiaobai said, "Xiaoqing is seriously ill, so why would he care about the probability of success? Just do your best, benefactor!"

Elder Fa Ming asked, "It depends on what Miss Xiaoqing thinks."

Being stared at by several people, Xiao Qing was at a loss. She looked at her sister and then at Yan Xia as if asking for help, "I, I will listen to my sister..."

The old monk Fa Ming sighed deeply, chanted a Buddhist name, and asked, "Master, if you need anything, just tell me."

"The relic is of the nature of gold. Water can create gold, and fire can overcome gold. To force the relic out, I must remove its water nature and refine its gold nature. I need a purple gold glass cup."

"It is rumored that the real person has a Three Palaces Divine Fire. It seems that I, an old monk, have the honor to witness his divine power!" Elder Fa Ming's eyes were filled with surprise. He did not expect that An Yanxia would actually use the Three Palaces Divine Fire here.

Yan Xia shook her head and said, "The Three Palaces Divine Fire requires the right time, place, and people. The 37th day was a good time some time ago, but now it's too late, and my Divine Fire is hard to burn. I need to use the True Fire of the Sun."

Elder Fa Ming's eyes were filled with even greater surprise, and Xiao Bai was also surprised.

Having a mouthful of divine fire is already rare in the world. And there is also a mouthful of true fire from the sun!

Even if you apply for the position of Fire Deity, you can pass several rounds of interviews!

Fa Ming exclaimed in admiration, "It is true that the real person does not reveal his true self; revealing his true self reveals his true self!"

Let’s put aside the praises from everyone here for now. This true sun fire is not in An Yanxia’s chest, but in An Ningran, the little golden crow in Cangzhou.

It would take Tengyun several hours to reach Cangzhou. She first fed Xiaoqing a pear and half a piece of green lotus root to restore her vitality, and then went to find Xue Shier to ask her to go to Yuwang Cave Heaven.

Relics are of the highest quality gold, so the Western Venerables, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas are all called "Golden Immortals".

Fire can refine gold, and water can produce gold.

An Yanxia needs both strong fire to overcome metal and weak water to cut metal.

As the saying goes, when water comes, soil covers it. Soil can overcome water, so we also need to use divine soil.

But the sacred soil wasn't just any dirt, not some random pile of rubbish. Something like Xirang (Xirang) was sacred soil, but An Yanxia couldn't get it, so she had to settle for the next best thing: digging up some dirt from under the sacred Fusang tree in Yuwang Cave Heaven.

In King Yu’s medicine garden, precious medicines and soil coexist, and that soil is also divine soil.

But when she arrived at Xue Shier's room, she knocked on the door but received no response.

She stomped her feet and called the temple guardian Dawei Jie Di to interrogate her, only then did she know that Xue Shier had slept in her room.

The little girl was wrapped in her quilt, resting her head on her pillow, playing Gobang with Zhou Gong, sleeping soundly and unable to be woken up even by the sound of a ghost.

Yan Xia didn't want to disturb her sleep, so she lifted the quilt and covered her with it, then wrote a note and stuck it on her forehead.

On a whim, her evil taste took over and she conjured up a brush.

He dipped the ink in the water and dotted it on the little girl's cheek.

——Shuashua!

——Shuashua!

Then she flew to Cangzhou.

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The next morning, in the monk's room.

The snow lion rolled over and fell to the bottom of the cave, with its little face in close contact with the ground.

When she opened her sleepy eyes, she felt like something was stuck on her forehead, and there was a large shadow in front of her eyes.

I looked in the mirror and wow!

The lion now looks like a little zombie with a spell on it, and two turtles are painted on its face with a brush!

"This damn guy! How dare he play tricks on me like this!"

Xue Shier's face froze, and she quickly summoned a ball of water to wash her face. Then she took off the talisman and looked at it: there were words written on the back, and an address, probably asking her to go to Yuwang Cave Heaven and dig some mud under the Fusang tree.

Yuwang Cave Heaven is in Qingqiu, only a few hundred miles away from Qingyun County. A horse can travel a thousand miles a day, and she soared into the clouds, so traveling ten thousand miles a day was no empty talk.

With the accurate coordinates, she flew to Yuwang Mountain in a few minutes, looked up to the sky and roared the three-character spell to break the devil, broke the magic barrier of Yuwang Cave, and rushed in.

The lion was still angry after waking up, and came with great momentum. His three loud roars scared all the monsters in the mountain and they came to find the mountain king.

All kinds of monsters, including wolves, insects, tigers, leopards, elks, deer, raccoon dogs, gorillas, bears, sheep, wild boars and mountain cattle, were frightened by the roar and went to the mountain king's cave early in the morning to pay homage, waking up the tiger mountain king.

Hu Shanjun exclaimed in surprise, "Who is this troublemaker again? He's so foolish as to come and do evil to my Yuwang Mountain!"

Yuwang Cave Heaven was his blessed place in the mountains, and the medicine garden contained many thousand-year-old precious herbs. Although he couldn't pick them from the ground, he was still very jealous.

Since someone broke in, he naturally refused to give in easily.

He immediately called in the name of the demon soldiers and led them to the Yuwang Cave Heaven.

In mid-air, vicious eagles roared. Across the mountaintops, ferocious jackals scurried wildly. Pairs of spotted tigers, pairs of red wolves. The spotted tigers risked their lives, howling for a thousand miles. Pairs of red wolves sought blood, hiding their myriad species. Columns of demonic soldiers charged out, banners rising in rows, waving across the mountains, the mighty mountain king making his name known.

The drum was beaten to send out the troops, and Hushan Jun, dressed in a cloak, led his demon soldiers to Yuwang Cave Heaven in a mighty force.

But when he got into the cave, he saw only huge footprints on the ground, and as for the things - nothing was missing.

Hu Shanjun was surprised and said, "What the hell! He didn't take anything. Could it be that he came to this Yuwang Cave Heaven for a stroll?"

The little demon under his command said politely, "Tiger! It's not like you didn't lose anything!"

"There was a big hole dug under the Fusang tree, and three pounds of dirt and clods of dust were missing!"

Hu Shanjun looked at the majestic demon army behind him, and heard that only three pounds of mud were missing from the cave. He said in confusion, "Am I experiencing pica?"

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 274 [Fishing for Relics and Meeting the Ming King]

Xue Shier took the sacred soil from under the Fusang tree and returned to Qingyun County.

But Dao An Yanxia also arrived in Cangzhou City at this time, and first returned to Qing'anju.

Qing'anju was still as quiet and peaceful as usual. Cangyue was counting ants under a big locust tree. When he couldn't count them anymore, he frowned and flicked his fingers lightly, and many ants were scared away.

Seeing that Bai Zhu was not there either, Yan Xia asked Cang Yue, "Where is Ning Ran?"

Cang Yue asked in confusion: "Who is Ning Ran?"

"That's my apprentice, the little Golden Crow."

Cang Yue suddenly realized and said, "The young lady is in the school at Qinghupo."

"Little Miss?"

"The eldest lady is the eldest lady, and the young lady is younger than the eldest lady, so she is naturally the young lady."

It seemed to be true. Yan Xia thought the logic was sound, stuffed two Jiao pears for Cang Yue to eat, and flew to Qinghu Slope.

The academy at Qinghupo was once thriving, but thanks to the tireless efforts of the old fox fairy, it is now gradually getting back on track. It currently has a principal, four fox masters, and seventy or eighty students.

There are also many little monsters who attend the class anonymously, but they only come for a few days and then dry their nets for two days, and they don’t come often, so there are too many of them to count.

The old fox fairy sensed thunder in the east from afar and knew that An Yanxia had arrived, so he stood up and went to greet her.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Yan Xia said, "I'm coming back from the Three Mountains and Ten Islands. I encountered some problems in Qingyun County, Donglai Commandery, and I came back to look for Ning Ran. I heard from Cang Yue that Ning Ran is here at the academy?"

When the old fox fairy heard An Ningran's name, he felt amused and helpless, and said, "Come with me first. She is in class now."

Yanxia followed the old fox fairy to a courtyard. There were about twenty or thirty little monsters in the courtyard, some with transformed bodies and some without, and most of them were foxes.

There was a teacher in front who was teaching the Five Elements techniques, such as creating water, spraying fire, and summoning wind.

On the other side, An Ningran opened his mouth and spit out a three-foot-long flame. The little monsters around him rolled and crawled away.

Even so, the little monster's hair still gave off a faint burnt smell.

Mr. Fox even squatted down with his head in his hands, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the flames were extinguished.

However, unlike Master Fox who survived the catastrophe, the little monsters were not afraid at all. Instead, they excitedly shouted, "An Ningran, transform into another one!"

"I want to see the fire rat!"

"What's so interesting about running on the ground? I want to see the fire crows flying in the sky!"

"Too small, all too small. Master Qin said that in ancient times, a great general used flaming bulls to defeat the enemy army. I want to see the flaming bull formation!"

A group of little fellows were chattering away, and the three-legged golden crow was showing off on the table, enjoying the treatment very much.

Yan Xia couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she hooked her hand and pulled An Ningran over.

It's only two months old, but the little Golden Crow has already grown to the size of an adult free-range chicken. Its feathers have gradually faded and become dark, and it is no longer as beautiful as when it was young.

However, this little fellow is cultivating very quickly, and he might be able to transform this year.

As soon as An Yanxia captured him, An Ningran angrily said, "Who is so bold as to capture this great immortal? Do you know who my master is?"

“Master, but! But…”