What kind of Journey to the West is this?

"Hmm?" An Ningran flapped his wings twice and looked at An Yanxia with wide eyes.

After all, it's a blood relationship that you see as soon as you open your eyes, so it's hard not to recognize it.

"Hey, Master?"

"Do you still recognize me?"

"I was wrong!"

Xiao Ningran immediately slid to her knees.

Yan Xia said, "How much ability do you have now? You're trying to learn from the Monkey King? What's the point of trying to create spirits and flames? When others see you have it, they'll ask for it. If you're afraid of disaster, you must teach them. If you don't, they'll definitely harm you."

"Disciple knows his mistake!"

"Admitting one's mistakes and correcting them is the greatest virtue. I will punish you by having you breathe fire in the alchemy room for an hour. I will have Cang Yue watch you, and you must breathe fire for the entire hour, otherwise I will add extra time tomorrow."

"Oh!"

An Ningran breathed a sigh of relief. She usually had to spit out flames for an hour or two as a child laborer, and today it just took a little longer.

In the afternoon, An Ningran finished his homework and went to the alchemy room in Qing'anju to breathe fire.

Yan Xia casually threw the purple gold glass cup into the fire. After Xiao Ningran finished vomiting, she took it out and saw that this purple gold glass cup was not omnipotent.

Although this was a magical weapon for storing fire, it had a limit. Ordinary flames could only store an incalculable amount, but true solar fire like this could only store 30,000 cubic meters at most.

If there is any more, the purple gold glass cup will not be able to absorb it.

But this was enough. Yan Xia took back the glass cup and gave the little disciple three fire dates as a reward, then flew to Qingyun County again.

At this moment, in the monk's room.

Elder Fa Ming had been waiting for a long time, and Xue Shi'er had already brought back the sacred soil. Yu Qinghuai was also brought in, and talismans were affixed to all four sides of the monk's room to prevent the relic from escaping.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

An Yanxia returned with the purple gold glass cup and said to everyone, "The divine fire has been borrowed."

Elder Fa Ming nodded and said cautiously, "That relic is a living being with an owner, a thing of the utmost strength and strength. If a True Person were to use divine fire to refine it, it would surely resist."

Yan Xia said: "Mix the divine soil into muddy water and feed it to Xiaoqing in small amounts several times. The divine soil overcomes water, and water cannot produce gold, so its resistance will be weakened."

"If Xiaoqing is too weak, feed her a few mouthfuls of green lotus root to replenish her energy."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out another piece of green lotus root.

Elder Fa Ming and Xiao Bai both knew that the green lotus root was precious, but they were still shocked when they saw An Yanxia treating the green lotus root as if it were a big radish in the vegetable garden.

After everything was ready, Yu Qinghuai put a talisman on Xiaoqing, making her fall asleep.

Yan Xia used her magic power to summon a purple-gold glazed cup, releasing a ray of true sun fire. The brilliant flame transformed into a red shadow, which penetrated into Xiao Qing's mouth like a fine thread through a needle or a scalpel to open the body, forcing its way into her internal organs.

Suddenly, a golden light burst out of Xiaoqing's mouth. No one knew whether it was fire or Buddha's light. Her snake body trembled, she hissed coldly, and a large golden light came out of her mouth.

These golden lights radiated out and gradually condensed into a ten-foot-tall, angry-looking Vajra. He clasped his hands together and roared, but before he could even utter a sound, he was knocked apart by a club from Xue Shier.

The golden light looked powerful, but it was flashy and superficial. The highlight was the explosion of the diamond, which stung Xue Shi'er, Xiao Bai, and the others, who hadn't had time to close their eyes, and brought them to tears.

Yan Xia said, "This is still the relic testing us. Don't waste the opportunity. Hurry and feed the divine soil!"

Xiaobai endured the pain in his eyes and fed a bowl of water into Xiaoqing's mouth.

The golden light in her mouth was indeed much dimmer.

After feeding a few more bowls, the golden light gradually dimmed.

Yan Xia saw that the time had come, so she pinched her fingers, chanted a spell, and stepped into the magic circle. A circle of translucent silk thread appeared on her slender middle finger, extending from the finger to Xiao Qing's mouth.

She hooked her finger.

Wow!

A golden light suddenly exploded.

Elder Fa Ming, Xue Shier, Yu Qinghuai, Xiao Bai, and Xiao Qing were all so fascinated by the golden light that they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Only An Yanxia managed to open her eyes a tiny bit and saw a small insect that looked like a golden cicada flying out. In a trance, the golden cicada turned into a round, glowing relic.

Golden light shone brightly, and behind the relic emerged a Dharma-protecting image of the Vajra King. Looking at its appearance:

Two round eyes, blazing with crimson flames; a head of red fur, gleaming like fire. With its green face and fangs, it's even more ferocious than a ruthless demon; its wrathful form scares away all evil spirits. A truly majestic demon has descended, a fierce guardian of the Dharma!

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 275 [Fire-Refined Relics]

"Namo Amitabha!"

The golden light gradually dissipated, the Mingwang glared and chanted the Buddha's name, and put his six arms together in eleven gestures of worship.

The sound of Buddhist chanting was extremely loud. After everyone finally saw clearly, they were again shaken by the sound of "Amitabha Buddha".

Only Elder Fa Ming, who had heard so much, felt relatively better at this moment.

Seeing that it was the Ming King who had descended, he said, "Wait a minute, Ming King! We have no grudges against you, and we have no intention of taking up arms. I hope you will sit down and have a good talk."

But the wrathful-eyed Vajra King seemed to hear nothing. He chanted the Buddha's name again, and from his mouth, he resounded the six-syllable mantra. His six arms stretched out, each holding a precious sword, a Zen staff, a sacred pestle, and a moon-shovel and a golden gourd. With a sword and a knife, he struck at Elder Faming's head.

Xiaobai saw that Elder Faming was about to be chopped into three pieces, so he quickly used his magic power, flew over and pushed him away.

Yan Xia also saw the meaning and said, "This Ming Wang seems to be a dead object, without any intelligence. It should be used only to protect the law."

The snow lion bared its teeth and saw the angry Ming Wang brandishing his weapon to kill An Yanxia and Fa Ming, and immediately used his magic power.

Three lion roars, deafening, are the three-word spell to break the devil.

The sound waves created a strong wind that overturned the lampstand and opened the window. There was a loud noise, and the body of the angry king became dim and unclear, like a candle in the wind.

When Xue Shier saw this, he felt that this seemed to be a paper tiger and did not seem very powerful.

Suddenly, light flashed in his chest, and the Buddha's relic emitted golden light again. The angry-eyed Vajra King instantly returned to his full strength.

Xue Shi'er was stunned and said in surprise: "That relic is his true body!"

"We must first offer sacrifices to the relics and suppress them!"

Yanxia made a quick decision and exchanged glances with Yu Qinghuai. In perfect unison, Yu Qinghuai threw out six or seven demon-suppressing talismans, which landed on the wrathful Mingwang and instantly burned up, transforming into strands of silk that twisted and tangled into ropes, giving Mingwang a tying-up experience.

The snow lion took advantage of the situation and took a bite.

There was only the sound of metal clashing, and a tingling sensation made Snow Lion hide away and cover his mouth in pain.

She felt like her fangs were about to fall out.

The Buddha's light relic is of the highest quality gold, the hardest and strongest substance. Even the iron teeth of the snow lion cannot harm it.

An Yanxia was about to use the purple gold glass lamp to burn the relics, but this angry-eyed Mingwang was much more powerful than before. He shook off the snow lion, broke free from the rope, and chopped Yu Qinghuai's shoulder with his Zen stick.

With a whoosh, the air was split open.

Yu Qinghuai was holding a talisman that could penetrate walls and escape underground. He barely dodged the attack, but he was still frightened.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Elder Fa Ming was not good at fighting, so he raised the Zen staff in his hand and shook the ground violently.

——Bang!

- bang bang!

When Fulongjiedi, Jiangmojiedi and Daweijiedi, who were guarding the Jinshan Temple above, heard the sound, they looked hurriedly and saw golden light shining from the window of the monk's room.

The three Jiedis were shocked and rushed to rescue them.

Elder Fa Ming shouted, "The three Jiedis, quickly defeat the demon!"

Dawei Jie Di was confused about the situation and saw three monsters in the house, so he slapped Xiao Bai on the head, scaring Xiao Bai so much that he quickly dodged.

Fa Ming suddenly became furious and shouted, "Hit that guy!"

"Forgive me! Forgive me!" The Great and Mighty Jie Di quickly apologized, and together with Fu Long and Jiang Mo, they formed the Vajra Seal to subdue demons, and suppressed the Wrathful Eyes Ming Wang.

When the Wrathful Vajra King was about to move, the three Jiedis formed the Dharma-Preaching Seal and recited the Diamond Sutra together.

Seeing that Ming Wang was suppressed by Jie Di, An Yanxia took the opportunity to offer up the purple gold glass cup. The glass cup burst into flames, and colorful divine light flashed through the glass.

She stood still, staring at the relic on Ming Wang's chest, hooked the silk thread on her middle finger, and said, "Collect!"

With a swish sound, the Buddha's light relic broke through the air and was absorbed into the purple gold glass cup.

As soon as the relic entered the glass cup, flames instantly rose from the cup. The true fire of the sun licked the Buddha's light relic, causing it to tremble.

The three Jiedis tried their best to chant Dharma to help suppress the relics.

But the relics were vibrating so violently that they could hardly hold on.

Among them, Fulong Jie Di Teng said, sweat dripping down his back, "This relic is resisting fiercely, and our magic power is limited. How long will it take to suppress it?"

Yan Xia urged the Sun's True Fire to burn the relic, saying, "I have to wait until my Sun's True Fire completely burns away its gold nature. Otherwise, it will escape again. If the gold nature is not destroyed, then the Ming Wang will not stop until he dies."

"We'll do our best!"

Seeing that the relic had finally settled down a little, Fa Ming chanted "Amitabha" several times and went to check on Xiao Qing's condition.

Xiaoqing vomited the relic at this moment, and Yanxia asked Xiaobai to feed her a few pieces of green lotus root to restore her vitality. She would wake up after a period of rest.

Yan Xia said, "This relic is still being refined. Abbot, this item must be kept with me first. To avoid any further problems."

Elder Fa Ming said, "This relic was never owned by Jinshan Temple. Its owner is unknown. Since it was refined by a real person, then the relic's fate should naturally be decided by the real person."

"Okay then. This thing will be mine for now."

Yanxia wasn't polite either.

When the golden cicada flew out of Xiaoqing's mouth and turned into a relic, she had actually already made a rough judgment about the owner of the relic.

She also guessed why this relic was sent to Qingyun County.

This is indeed a treasure.

Now that she has it, she can use it to extort money from the Buddhist sect.

Just as everyone relaxed their vigilance, a fire erupted within the purple-gold colored glass cup. A burst of flames transformed into a raging dragon of fire, soaring through the glass cup. A relic, unknowingly calm, transformed into a meditating tiger, suddenly opening its eyes and trembling violently.

The three Jiedis suddenly felt the strain and shouted, "Oh no! The relic is about to escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Yanxia and Elder Fa Ming's hearts, which had just been relieved, became anxious again.

Yan Xia immediately chanted a spell to control the wrestling between the flames and the relics.

Yu Qinghuai was also helping, activating his fire magic and controlling the flames together with Yanxia.

Xue Shier couldn't find anything to do, so he simply picked up a silk cloth and helped the two wipe their sweat.

The mighty Jie Di was becoming increasingly exhausted. He felt that if they continued like this, they would be exhausted first, not to mention the relics. He had no choice but to say, "My two colleagues and Master An, do your best. I will go find the other Dharma protectors Jie Di to come and suppress the unknown."

The mighty Jie Di flew out of the monk's room, and the pressure on the two Jie Di, Fu Long and Jiang Mo, doubled. Elder Fa Ming also recited the Diamond Sutra to add a little strength.

Soon, the twelve guardian deities gathered in the monks' room and used Buddhist teachings to suppress the rebellion.

But even so, the relic still trembled and refused to be refined by the flames.

At this moment, outside Jinshan Temple.

The sky gradually darkened. If you opened your Dharma eyes at this time, you would be able to see a burst of red Buddha light suddenly burning in Jinshan Temple.

The red flame transformed into a soaring dragon, and the Buddha's light turned into a meditating tiger. Neither of them gave in, and their strength was evenly matched.

The three Dharma protectors Shengye, Shenggong and Shengfa had just come out of the City God's Mansion and were sighing that there was no clue about the Buddha's light relic.

At this moment, they saw the Buddha's light shining brightly in Jinshan Temple. They were surprised and said:

"Isn't the Buddha's light in Baiyang Ridge? How come there is also Buddha's light in Jinshan Temple?"

Sheng Gong Jia Lan said, "Don't worry about where it is. With the flames competing with it, there must be a conflict. Let's go there quickly and don't let anyone hurt Elder Jin Chan."

The three monks hurried to Jinshan Temple and searched the monk's room for a while.

It would not matter if they did not come, but they were shocked when they came. They saw that the twelve guardians of Jinshan Temple, Jie Di, were all sweating profusely, as if they were suppressing evil spirits!

The three Galans were surprised: What a powerful demon! Even with so many people joining the battle, they couldn't suppress him.

Elder Fa Ming saw the reinforcements coming and thought they were sent by the Great Mighty Jie Di. He immediately ordered, "Hurry up and form the Vajra Seal to suppress this thing first!"

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 276 [A Mistake]

The more anxious Fa Ming urged, the more surprised the three Galans became.