What kind of Journey to the West is this?

She said, "Ningran, I want to eat roast chicken!"

An Ningran said, "I'm too poor to buy it. I'll give you a bowl of cold water later. You can drink the water while smelling my scent."

Cang Yue complained: "But you and the little fox from the academy stole the chicken from the old fox fairy's house and roasted it for food yesterday."

"Nonsense! Nonsense! That was the second uncle who took the initiative to come over and get acquainted with me!"

"Cang Yue, make way."

After a while, a familiar voice came from outside.

"oh oh."

An Ningran's ears were filled with the crackling sound of firewood. She spat, and the firewood exploded even louder.

"smell good."

A voice came.

An Ningran said proudly, "It smells good, right? If it smells good, then work hard. When the stove is finished burning, I'll let you take a few more sips. Drinking water will taste even better!"

"Ah, just two puffs? Aren't you just bullying me?"

"Take two puffs and I'll be rich..."

An Ningran looked up and saw an extremely huge face blocking the entrance to the fire, and she immediately swallowed her saliva.

Yan Xia said, "Come out. Otherwise, you'll sleep in the stove tonight."

The little golden crow caught fire and flew out in flames, but when An Yanxia looked at it, the fire was extinguished in fear.

Yan Xia said: "Go buy a chicken leg for Cang Yue."

An Ningran said aggrievedly: "I don't have any money."

Yan Xia rolled her eyes and said, "Go ask those scoundrel friends of yours for it."

This little Golden Crow is surrounded by a bunch of bad friends, literally.

After sending An Ningran away, Yan Xia opened the medicine cauldron and saw that the pill inside was almost cooked. The pill was cooked beautifully, which showed that An Ningran had indeed put a lot of effort into it.

She said, "It's time to praise her a little. And give her a small gift."

An Yanxia felt that when An Ningran grew up, she would be able to write a masterpiece on children's education.

Three or four days passed like this, and Yanxia continued to give the little Golden Crow some guidance on cultivation. Xue Shier was also bored, so he became friends with An Ningran, and the two of them had a very good relationship.

It was just that An Ningran had been in her house for such a long time, yet the Great God Xihe and the Golden Crow in the sky had no reaction at all. It was really strange...

As she was thinking, she suddenly heard a bolt of thunder from the blue in the east.

There was a loud bang, the wooden table shook, and the glass bowl on the edge fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into pieces.

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

Outside the gate of Qing'anju, snakes, foxes, rats, yellow hedgehogs, and the five immortals of Wuhe Mountain hurried over and knocked on the door of Qing'anju.

As soon as Cang Yue opened the door, she saw the fox fairy Hu Asi with a nervous look on his face. He said, "Miss Cang Yue, please take us to see the master!"

"We have an urgent matter to report!"

Cang Yue didn't understand why, but still took them to the study. When they got there, they saw the door was already open.

Yan Xia put down the Zuowang Lun in her hand, looked at them, and said calmly: "I just felt your breathing was urgent. What happened?"

Hu Asi said, "Zongyuan of Po Luo Monastery was seriously injured and in a coma, his life is in danger. He was just picked up from the mountains by the Golden Hedgehog!"

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 280 [The Evil Wind Rises Again]

"Zongyuan?"

Yanxia thought about it and remembered that this was the little apprentice of Jiuzhongzi.

Jiuzhongzi was an old friend of hers, so she naturally knew of his abilities. Judging from the battle at Qinglong Temple, he had demonstrated strength comparable to that of Monk Daoming, and he also possessed a powerful and masculine thunder technique.

The thunder technique was powerful and could rival the thunderbolt of the Bohai Dragon King in power.

How could he allow Zong Yuan to get hurt? And his life or death was in danger?

Yan Xia asked, "Since the Golden Hedgehog has found Zong Yuan, have you sent him to the Po Luo Monastery and informed Taoist Master Jiu Zhongzi?"

Hu Asi said, "No, he was sent to the Iron Lion Temple. He is currently being guarded by Elder Daoming."

"You guys! How could you not tell the old Taoist priest!?"

Hu Ah Si explained, "Master Jiuzhongzi has lost contact."

“Lost contact?!”

Yan Xia slammed the table and stood up, surprised, "Lost contact?"

Shu Dalang, standing nearby, also said, "We've indeed lost contact. Five days ago, Zong Yuan came to look for me at Tianguan Cave on Wuhe Mountain and asked if I had seen Taoist Master Jiuzhongzi."

"I haven't seen him, to be honest. He left in a hurry. The next time we met was after the golden hedgehog carried him back to the Iron Lion Temple."

Shu Dalang is a meticulous person. When he learned that Zong Yuan was injured, he went to Po Luo Temple immediately.

but:

"Master. When I arrived at the Po Luo Temple in Qingci Town, it was completely deserted. People nearby said that Taoist Master Jiu Zhongzi hadn't been at the temple for over ten days."

"This is really weird." Yan Xia frowned and looked at Wei Xianyi, the Golden Hedgehog. "Where did you find Zong Yuan?"

The golden hedgehog still looked timid and unmoved, and told the truth: "It's in a village east of Yanshan County."

"There was a long-lived old man in the village who fell ill, and the village god asked me to go and see him. After I had examined him and prescribed medicine, I was about to take the boat home. But halfway through, I saw a corpse floating on the river, which was quite frightening.

"I thought he had fallen into the water and died. I was afraid he had become a water ghost, so I asked the boatman to go to the village and get a fishing net to fish him out and bury him.

"But when we fished it out and took a closer look, we discovered it was Zong Yuan who was seriously injured!"

After hearing this, Yanxia felt even more suspicious.

The Taoist Jiuzhongzi had been missing for more than ten days without any news. Then Zong Yuan went to look for him, but he fell into the water and was half dead.

Is someone targeting Po Luo Guan?

She didn't understand the whole story, and she hadn't been in Cangzhou for a long time, so she really couldn't figure out the reason.

Jiuzhongzi was an old friend she had met in Cangzhou. He had even helped her during the Qinglong Temple incident, even inviting Lei Fu and the Six Caverns soldiers to help. She couldn't just sit back and watch.

An Yanxia said, "You guys go back to Wuhe Mountain and continue with your own business. I'll go to Iron Lion Temple now."

Just leave.

Yanxia rose into the clouds and arrived at the Iron Lion Temple in a short while riding on the auspicious clouds.

In the monk's room on the east side of Iron Lion Temple.

Monk Daoming and Jinquexianer were both there. Daoming frowned as he looked at Zongyuan who had fainted on the couch.

The door creaked open, and Yan Xia pushed it open as she entered. Monk Daoming heaved a sigh of relief and said, "You're finally here!"

"Luckily you came back early. Otherwise, I would have to deal with Zongyuan's matter alone, and I have to manage the temple, so I'm afraid I would be too busy to handle it!"

Yan Xia asked, "What on earth is going on with Zong Yuan?"

Daoming shook his head. "I don't know. All I know now is that Zongyuan lost his three souls and seven spirits. So even though Wei Xianyi repaired Zongyuan's injuries, he still hasn't woken up."

Lost my three souls and seven spirits!

Yan Xia was slightly stunned. She didn't expect the matter to be so serious.

Jinquexian'er was so frightened that her fur stood on end. She said fearfully, "Zongyuan came to ask me about the whereabouts of the old Taoist priest a few days ago. I didn't expect him to be seriously injured! I thought things would be more peaceful this year!"

Yanxia also said worriedly, "It's a troubled time."

"Elder, how much do you know about Taoist Master Jiuzhongzi?"

Daoming still shook his head. The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "I rarely go out on weekdays. If that hedgehog hadn't brought Zongyuan here, I wouldn't have known that old Ox-nosed had disappeared."

No one actually knew where the wine cup had gone!

Just as things were about to reach a stalemate, the Golden Bird Fairy suddenly said, "I might know something."

"Zongyuan came to ask me that day, but he didn't get any information. He said in frustration, 'Then I can only look for it in Maliu Mountain.' Maybe this matter is related to Maliu Mountain."

Yanxia was confused when she heard Maliushan's words.

She remembered that there were no more magical things on Maliu Mountain. She, Jiuzhongzi, and Daoming had captured the evil spirits of Qinglong Temple and the Xiaoliang wizards.

If I really want to say, is it the newly built Qinglong Temple?

She was also unsure and the matter needed to be discussed carefully and considered in the long run.

So An Yanxia said, "Quexian, fly to Maliu Mountain and investigate to see if there is anything unusual."

When the Golden Bird Fairy heard that she was asked to fly over, she cowered into a ball of golden fur.

But seeing that Yanxia and Daoming both had expressions that said, "I'll leave this matter to you," she felt embarrassed to refuse. She could only cast dozens of layers of magical aura on herself in fear and shock, and flew out of the Iron Lion Temple with a whoosh.

This summer, Jinque Xian'er had completed her foundation building, entered the realm of refining essence, and had already mastered the ability to ride the wind and clouds. She could travel three to four thousand miles a day, soaring at breakneck speed that she reached Maliu Mountain in a matter of moments.

She didn't dare to act rashly, so she circled around the Qinglong Temple, flying through dense forests and bushes. But as she flew, she felt the surroundings were too quiet.

The little bird was surprised and asked, "Where have all the monsters in the mountains gone? Why can't I see any demonic energy?"

After searching everywhere, they actually didn't find a single monster in the mountains.

She hadn't even seen many of the larger beasts.

Occasionally, a hawk would fly over from the sky. Logically, with her bright feathers, she would be a sitting duck, but these hawks would just take a few glances at her and then fly away warily.

This is really strange!

The Golden Sparrow Immortal increasingly felt that there was a strange atmosphere in Maliu Mountain, and the silence was frightening.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom"!

It seemed as if something exploded on the mountain, but when she looked back, she saw nothing. She only heard the dull "dong dong" sound of the bell hammer swinging in the Qinglong Temple on the top of the mountain.

A gust of evening wind blew.

As the sun sets, the ancient trees in the forest, with their twisted roots and intertwined branches, sway in the falling twilight, like entangled evil spirits, or unspeakable evil spirits.

The deafening roar just now seemed as if it had never existed.

The mountains were still silent.

She shuddered, quickly turned into a golden light, and hurried away.

After returning to the Iron Lion Temple, An Yanxia and Monk Daoming heard what she had seen and heard, looked at each other, and both couldn't hold back their anger.

An Yanxia first looked at Zong Yuan, whose life or death was unknown on the couch, then looked at Dao Ming, whose face gradually became serious, and said what Dao Ming was thinking:

"The evil wind of Maliu Mountain is rising again."

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 281 [Baby, You Are a Bag of Cat Food]

Jiuzhongzi was suspected to be trapped in Maliu Mountain. An Yanxia and Monk Daoming both chose to suppress the news and split into two groups to head to Maliu Mountain.

Monk Daoming visited Qinglong Temple in the name of exchanging Buddhist teachings and inquiring about the truth of Qinglong Temple.

An Yanxia went to Yanshan County to collect clues from local people and the land god He Bo.

Yanxia transformed herself into a pretty girl in red. She flew over Yanshan County on a cloud and saw the Ziya River flowing endlessly.

There are farmlands on both sides of the river. When the autumn wind blows, the wheat waves surge and grows beautifully.

Thanks to the Black Water Dragon Lord, the great water god of Hejian Prefecture, who brought in more rain points, this summer has been rainy and the water level of the Ziya River is good, so farmers don't have to worry about carrying water for irrigation.

At this moment, farmers were hunched over harvesting wheat. It looked like it was going to be another bumper year.

Yanxia pressed down the cloud and found a farmer.

Standing on the edge of the field, she curiously asked, "The harvest is good this year."

The farmer also sat down on the edge of the field, drank a sip of water, and said with a smile: "That's right! There will definitely be enough food to last through the winter. We can even buy some new clothes."

Yan Xia smiled and said, "It seems to be a good year. It seems that everything will go well for you this year."

"It's good or bad. Oh, let's not talk about it!"