What kind of Journey to the West is this?

Mo Long suddenly stopped, and in the blink of an eye many celestial maidens flew in front of him to protect him from the divine thunder.

He barely dodged the thunderbolt, and the dragon's tail smashed a huge hole in the rock wall.

Qiao Yun'er took the opportunity to use her flying sword, but was knocked away by the dragon's tail. The spider's legs behind her were fixed on the rock wall. She coughed a few times and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that his divine thunder had no effect, his talismans were all exhausted, and his internal organs were no longer able to function, Jiuzhongzi smiled bitterly and said, "Master Qiaoyun, we can't escape now."

The black dragon stretched out its claws in a rage, attempting to seize Qiao Yun'er. Numerous celestial maidens also gathered around the wine cup. Suddenly, two bronze maces dropped from the sky, fiercely piercing the dragon's scales and pinning the black dragon to the ground.

Two dragons coiled atop the bronze mace, interwoven with cloud-patterned chains, as if bound to a pillar with iron chains. A surge of powerful magical energy emanated, and a cry of "Amitabha" was heard, its mighty power forcing the numerous celestial maidens back.

"Finally I made it!"

I saw a girl in red standing on the black dragon's horn.

With a "puff", An Yanxia pulled out the bronze mace, and with another "puff", inserted it into the dragon's brain.

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 283 [Pursuing Victory]

Seeing that someone actually came to rescue her, Qiao Yuner couldn't help but look at the wine cup a little longer and said, "I didn't expect your broken thunder could actually summon people!"

Yan Xia killed the Ink Dragon. The dragon whimpered and turned into a pool of ink, slowly flowing into the ink pool.

She didn't have time to care about the ink. She first helped Qiao Yun'er and Jiu Zhongzi up. Qiao Yun'er was fine, only slightly injured. She looked at Jiu Zhongzi's injuries and said, "He was exhausted, his energy was depleted, his blood was depleted, and his internal organs were squeezed to the point of breaking."

"You're really asking for death."

"It hurts!"

The wine cup man shouted, and An Yanxia looked over, adhering to the fine tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

The old man said, "My liver!"

"My legs!"

"The back of my head!"

Yan Xia was shocked and said, "You are going to amputate all your limbs!"

"It doesn't even hurt."

“＆*@＃￥%”

"Calm down the atmosphere! Don't be angry, kid." Jiuzhaizi spat out a mouthful of blood and asked, "Can it be cured?"

"Here, let's replenish our vitality first." An Yanxia was not stingy and raised her hand to give out the Jiaoli Fire Dates. These Jiaoli Fire Dates were planted by the Nine Elders on Yingzhou Fairy Island. If an ordinary person ate them, they would enjoy a natural lifespan of 99 years.

For monks, Jiaoli and Huozao are even more beneficial. Jiuzhongzi, the old Taoist, was used to poverty. He had to bargain for a piece of talisman paper at Xueshi'er's stall. Now, seeing this good thing, he said happily:

"Xiao Anzi, you really know how to respect the old man."

An Yanxia said expressionlessly, "Ninety-nine taels of silver, thank you. No credit."

The old Taoist priest reluctantly ate some Jiaoli jujubes, which restored some of his vitality. Over there, Monk Daoming and Qiao Yun'er joined forces, gradually driving back the celestial maiden in the ink pool.

An Yanxia had thought that these celestial maidens could be infinitely regenerated, but the more she killed them, the fewer there were.

Qiao Yun'er said, "The celestial maidens in this ink pool are not infinite. As long as the magic power left by the devil is exhausted, they will collapse on their own."

Yan Xia asked, "By the way, what's going on here? How is Zong Yuan doing now? I just saw a big monk. Where did he go?"

Qiao Yun'er said, "It's a long story. Zongyuan is fine now. That big monk is Master Puzhi."

"It's resurrecting from the dead!" Yan Xia was shocked. How many years has it been since it was a zombie? How could it still be resurrecting from the dead?

She felt that this job should be done by those who could move mountains and remove hills, and it would be a good idea to let Uncle Jiu do it - at least he was a suitable professional.

She has her own expertise, she won't deal with this old Zongzi...

Qiao Yun'er said, "There's a story behind this. This mountain behind me is where Zen Master Puzhi practiced in his early years."

"I know that." An Yanxia is very good at supporting the main role.

"......"

Qiao Yuner said helplessly, "Later, when Qinglong Temple was renovated, this temple became unused. Zen Master Puzhi only came here occasionally to write or paint."

"The Zen master is known as the Blue Dragon of the Three Wonders: the wonders of technique, calligraphy, and painting. His calligraphy, among others, is his ability to refine his mind through writing, cleansing away evil thoughts with a single stroke of ink. While this is incredibly powerful, it also has a significant drawback: the ink-washing pond.

"That ink pond is the evil thoughts washed away by Zen Master Puzhi. Before he passed away, he asked me to come to the back mountain to suppress the ink pond. He also gave me the Celestial Maiden and Vajra drawings and ordered me to purify it."

Yan Xia raised her head and looked at the spider sister, saying, "It's no accident, but there was an accident."

Monk Daoming quickly pulled the girl over and signaled her to be quiet and not interrupt.

Qiao Yun'er didn't care and continued, "It's true that something big happened—it all started half a year ago when Yuan Zhen and Yuan Wu dreamed about meeting Qinglong."

Yanxia was quite surprised to hear the names of the two young monks, Yuanzhen and Yuanwu. When Qiao Yuner mentioned her dream of encountering a blue dragon, she recalled the story the boatman had told her when she first arrived in Cangzhou.

"Yuan Zhen and Yuan Wu dreamed that night that a blue dragon emerged from the Bohai Sea, holding a night-shining pearl in its mouth, which gave them an opportunity. As a result, the Blue Dragon Temple was rebuilt. You must have heard of this a long time ago."

Yanxia nodded.

Qiao Yun'er added, "The problem lies with this emerging Azure Dragon and the newly built Azure Dragon Temple."

"Half a year ago, Qinglong Temple began to be renovated. I thought it was just a temple renovation and was very happy to help. Yuanzhen and Yuanwu repeatedly tried to stop me, but I didn't take it seriously. Until two months ago, when the main hall was completed, things suddenly changed.

"Since half a year ago, the seal of the Ink Washing Pond has become unstable. It often attracts birds and beasts to the cave to devour them. Therefore, I have to invite Taoist Master Jiuzhongzi to come and strengthen the magic barrier every month. But two months ago, a strong man suddenly appeared. I couldn't see him clearly in a black robe, but I knew there were two green dragons and pythons in his sleeves. He attacked me and broke the seal of the Ink Washing Pond.

"Under his control, the evil thoughts in the ink-washing pond gathered into a human form, transforming into the appearance of Zen Master Puzhi. First, they contaminated my Vajra Diagram. Upon waking, I used the Celestial Maiden Diagram to wrestle against it, but soon the Celestial Maiden Diagram and I, along with it, became contaminated, giving rise to demonic thoughts. It wasn't until Taoist Master Jiuzhongzi came to my cave as usual, discovered something unusual, and injured Puzhi, suppressing the demonic thoughts I had spawned. Later, Zongyuan came again.

"Then there's what you just saw."

A gloom gradually grew on Qiao Yun'er's face as she continued, "In just these two short months, Puzhi has devoured every last drop of Maliu Mountain, like a tiger king training his minions. He's locked the souls of every living thing on Maliu Mountain within two scrolls. If I'm not mistaken, he intends to use Qinglong Temple as the center of his formation and transform Maliu Mountain into his own pure Buddhist land."

Jiuzhongzi's expression changed as he looked at An Yanxia and Monk Daoming. "Once the Pure Land is formed, the soul eaten by Puzhi will merge with the Pure Land, and will be unable to be reborn. I also tried my best to snatch Zongyuan's soul back from his mouth."

A gourd stood steadily on the ground, containing Zong Yuan's three souls and seven spirits.

Monk Daoming said "Amitabha".

Yan Xia also flicked the bronze mace, secretly thinking that it was indeed a troubled time.

She couldn't agree to a man-eating monster settling down right at her doorstep, neither morally nor logically.

Yan Xia said: "Old Taoist priest, your injuries have not healed yet, please return to Cangzhou and settle down first."

She looked at Qiao Yun'er again and said, "How can I allow others to snore beside my bed? The Great Immortal Qiao Yun has been ordered to suppress the evil spirit. I must help with this matter no matter what."

Monk Daoming also said, "I deserve some credit for subduing the demons and eliminating the evil spirits."

Qiao Yun'er was moved at first, and the three of them immediately flew towards Qinglong Temple.

But as soon as they landed, the three of them stepped into an illusion. The quiet and solemn temple was overgrown with weeds, and a thin black mist rose around it. It didn't look like it had just been built.

Qiao Yun'er snorted coldly, opened her mouth and spit out smoke, chanted a spell, and the smoke burned and turned into flames that ignited the weeds.

The flames burning on the ground gradually spread, and the Buddhist temples and monks' rooms also caught fire.

The entire Qinglong Temple turned into a sea of fire.

Then, golden light flashed in the sea of fire, and more than ten Vajra warriors holding demon-slaying knives, demon-killing swords, demon-subduing pestles, and demon-suppressing staffs flew out.

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 284 [Direct Attack on Puzhi]

"This is the Vajra diagram that Zen Master Puzhi left me!"

How could Qiao Yun'er not recognize the Vajra Warrior when she saw him? But while she recognized the Vajra Warrior, the Vajra Warrior did not recognize her.

Dozens of Vajra warriors surrounded Qiao Yun'er, Daoming and An Yanxia.

Monk Daoming clenched his fists, and boundless Buddha light burst out from his palms. He shouted "Amitabha" and beat a Vajra until his head was bleeding. He snatched the demon-subduing pestle, turned around and swept it across, knocking another strong man away.

The Vajra Warriors formed a battle formation, in groups of three or five, and pulled Monk Daoming back without losing the upper hand.

Qiao Yun'er said, "The Heavenly Maiden Diagram specializes in restraining, while the Vajra Diagram excels at trapping and killing. Pu Zhi should have another copybook in his possession, which he calls the Azure Dragon Calligraphy. It's an unparalleled magical weapon for attacking."

Yan Xia was surprised to hear that this demon was actually an all-around player. He could control, defend, and attack. A pure bucket board.

She sighed, "No wonder you were trapped in the cave at the back of the mountain by the evil spirits, you actually have some skills."

Just as one of the Vajra Warriors clapped his hands, the foul-smelling ink turned into a black knife and slashed towards An Yanxia.

Qiao Yun'er swung the sword in her hand, splitting the black knife into a cloud of black mist, and warned: "Be careful! I will kill these Vajras first."

Qiao Yun'er was already tall, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was an eight-foot-tall lady. With a sudden transformation, her lower body transformed into a spider, suddenly reaching over ten feet tall. Yan Xia had to look up at her whenever she saw her.

The battle was in full swing here, but the girl in red was strolling leisurely. With her magic eyes opened, she found the core of the illusion array that enveloped the temple.

Several Vajra warriors realized that she was about to break the illusion, so they hurried over with weapons in hand to stop her.

An Yanxia activated her magical power, and a red light circled around her. She chanted, "Collect."

With a flick of his sleeves, a purple-gold glazed cup flew out.

The flames on the glass lamps flickered, emitting an infinite light. As the Vajra warriors approached, they felt a force sucking them forward, slapping their weapons and struggling.

Crackling!

Several Vajras were gathered into the glass cup, and the flames suddenly became brighter, turning them into ashes in a short time.

Not even a trace of residue was left.

Monk Daoming was slightly surprised and said, "What kind of method is this? Burning him to death directly!?"

Yanxia raised her five fingers to the sky, took back the purple gold glass cup, and said with a smile:

"This is a rare treasure I've obtained, called the Purple Gold Glazed Lamp. It specializes in fire magic, and within it lies 30,000 squares of divine fire, brilliant and blazing. It can burn all the thousand-year-old pine trees in flames, and hang lanterns all over the old cypress trees on the cliffs!"

"It really is a rare treasure. What a wonderful treasure, what a wonderful treasure!"

Monk Daoming praised him a few times but was not envious. His fists were already rare divine weapons in the world, so he didn't need any rare treasures to add icing on the cake.

An Yanxia burned many Vajra warriors to death, and Monk Daoming took the opportunity to pull out his hand and spread out his palm.

He is a celestial being who has attained enlightenment through the power of Zen with just one fist. He can hide the world between his palms and overturn Mount Sumeru with one hand.

With a palm strike, the illusion was immediately broken.

The remaining Vajra Warriors were named one by one by An Yanxia and burned to ashes.

The true face of Qinglong Temple was revealed at this time. The three of them walked into the center of the temple and took a look. They were amazed at its splendor and said it was the Pure Land of Buddhism.

It's all bullshit. Just a ridiculous scene of corpses strewn across the ground.

There was a cracking sound. An Yanxia looked down and found that she didn't know whose skull she had stepped on.

She sniffed again, and just by stepping in, the stench was already lingering in her nose. A few flies buzzed to the ground and sucked the air.

There is a poem that says:

The brick walls are stained red with blood, and human heads are nailed to the golden doors on both sides. The towers are piled high with corpses, and the palaces are filled with frightening faces.

Manjusri smiles at the tomb of the monastery, Maitreya leans against the tomb of the Bodhisattva. All the Buddhas look at the Tathagata Hall, and compassion is indeed a monk.

She jokingly said, "It's still a true pure land of monks."

Monk Daoming was compassionate. He had not used his divine eyes when he came before, and had not recognized the illusion. Now that he saw the truth, he sighed and said, "Let's put an end to this tragedy quickly!"

Qiao Yun'er flicked her wrist, and the sword roared like a dragon. She said, "It's not over yet. Pu Zhi has three valuable treasures in his hand. He just used the Diamond Diagram, leaving the Heavenly Maiden Diagram and the Azure Dragon Scroll untouched."

"Especially the Azure Dragon Calligraphy. Although I've never seen the real thing, I have a general idea of its origin.

"This calligraphy scroll is the spiritual experience that Zen Master Puzhi wanted to give to Monk Jingming before his death. It is the essence of his life's practice. Zen Master Puzhi was an expert in calligraphy, and each character was worth a thousand gold coins. A nobleman from Luoyang once offered a fortune to see this scroll. However, Zen Master Puzhi refused. Only a few practitioners have been fortunate enough to see it, and they praised it as the 'authentic work under the Bodhi tree.'"

This is indeed high praise.

"The original writing under the Bodhi tree" means that it was written by Sakyamuni Buddha himself. If this thing is stolen by evil spirits...

Yan Xia shook her head and said, "There's no need to be afraid. If this evil demon really relied on the three magic weapons and possessed the great supernatural powers of Zen Master Puzhi, there would be no need to make such a grand ceremony, attracting monks like us who are far away from Maliu Mountain. Not only would it cause trouble for us, but it would also alert the North Pole Exorcism Institute."

"It's clear that he was a newly formed evil demon. He knew he was weak and had already made many enemies. That's why he hurriedly swallowed Maliu Mountain in one gulp. He was also anxious to descend to the Dharma Realm and create a Pure Land Buddha Kingdom to consolidate his own power."

Qiao Yun'er was stunned. She had never considered it from this perspective. She only thought that the black-robed monk who injured her that day was powerful, so she subconsciously thought that this "Puzhi" was also powerful.

But I never thought that this evil demon might also be a paper tiger.

As they were talking, the three of them had already passed through several doors and stopped in front of the main hall.

Standing in front of him were two monks, Yuanzhen and Yuanwu, with their hands clasped together, chanting the "Nirvana Mantra." A closer look revealed that Monk Daoming was pinching Yuanzhen's philtrum, his face grim.

"They are all dead. Now it's the corpses that are chanting."

Yan Xia didn't expect that the scene would be like this when she met them again. She just felt that fate was unpredictable.