What kind of Journey to the West is this?

She was about to walk into the main hall, but suddenly she felt a foul and gloomy aura coming towards her, making her feel cold to the bone.

The purple-gold colored glass cup immediately rotated on its own, releasing three flames to protect its owner, flying to her shoulders and head respectively. With a crackling sound, black gas emerged from her body.

An Yanxia recognized the black energy, which looked familiar. It bore some resemblance to the "Zhu You Shu" (Incantations) she had learned long ago, but that technique was spiritual without being sinister, demonic without being treacherous. This black energy, on the other hand, wailed like a vengeful ghost, emitting a piercing scream.

Qiao Yun'er also sensed it almost immediately, grabbed An Yanxia's arm, pulled her to her side, and said in surprise:

"It's a curse!"

Only Monk Daoming, far away from the palace and too old and slow to react, didn't sense anything. But when he heard about the curse, he suddenly cursed, "Sure enough, he deserves to be killed!"

In the main hall, candlelight flickered beneath the golden figure of Sakyamuni. A monk in a red-gold robe, holding a glazed Zen staff, faced away from the crowd. His face was unclear, but only his voice could be heard:

"Who disturbs my pleasure?"

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 285 [A Small Demon Shows His Power to Defeat a Greater Demon]

This evil demon Puzhi has turned his back on all living beings and is almost fishing alone for eternity. He is very good at pretending to be cool.

An Yanxia saw that she was the little bully of Cangzhou City after all, so how could she lose to an old zongzi that had been buried for decades? She immediately held up the purple gold glazed cup and made a pose like Li Tianwang holding a pagoda.

The girl shouted, "Hey! You devil, tell me your name!"

Pu Zhi turned around, looked at the three of them, and said with a smile, "So it was Qiao Yun'er who brought them here. You're already struggling to deal with my Heavenly Maiden Painting. How dare you come to the Buddhist temple to fight me?"

"I just want to build a small sacred mountain in the East and live as a free and unrestrained Buddhist. What's my crime?"

The evil demon Puzhi opened his heart. No one knew how this evil demon grew up, but he looked white and fat, with greasy hair and big ears, and really looked a bit like a Buddha statue.

But judging from his appearance, An Yanxia felt that this fat monk looked more like Buddha than the old monk Daoming, and he was always smiling.

This is probably what the so-called Laughing Maitreya looks like. Wherever he stands, no one can harbor any ill will towards him.

But as the saying goes: A smiling face but a nest of poisonous snakes in the heart.

It's really wrong to judge people by appearance. Yan Xia said, "Don't fart. You haven't even mentioned eating Yuan Zhen and Yuan Wu yet."

"And there are the hunters hunting in the mountains, the woodcutters chopping wood, the boys gathering herbs... and there are so many monsters in the mountains. Your sins are enough for me to be promoted to the Exorcist's Office!"

Pu Zhi, however, had a look of compassion on his face, and when he looked at An Yanxia it was as if he was looking at a cat or a dog.

"You immortal, haven't you heard that the immortal way values life, while the ghost way values death?

"I entered the Daoist cultivation, on the verge of achieving Buddhahood. Sharing bliss with all the beings of Maliu Mountain! Yet you came to interrupt my practice, causing my soul to fall into the abyss, leading me astray, and condemning all beings to the suffering of the six realms. Is this what you, the immortal, do?

"Isn't that ridiculous?"

This evil demon has long lost his humanity, let alone his Buddha nature. His theories are sure to be effective in deceiving those chuunibyou boys and girls who want to destroy the world.

But An Yanxia was a very naive person. She spat and cursed, "You old bastard, you really don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young! You actually want to trick me, a little girl who's only eighteen years old! You really have a vicious heart!"

"Now that you say that, I see you're in this evil world of the five turbidities, and you're truly pitiful. People always say: Suffer in life, and then you'll be blessed in death. Don't worry about your children, grandchildren, or parents! Why not send you to the eighteen hells, and then you can enjoy happiness there."

"Foolish and foolish beings—all in this evil world of the five turbidities! How pitiful and lamentable!"

Puzhi also knew that his verbal battle would not work, so he waved his arm and a scroll of a goddess scattering flowers and a scroll of Vajra guarding the Buddha appeared behind him.

But before he started to use his magic power, he saw that An Yanxia had taken advantage of the verbal battle to secretly throw out the purple gold glass cup.

The glass lamp circled around him, and eight flames rose around Puzhi, and he soared into the air according to the innate Bagua.

The Vajra Diagram was right in the Li position, and Puzhi didn't even have the time to summon the Vajra. The Vajra Diagram was instantly burned to ashes by the true fire of the sun.

Pu Zhi said angrily, "You thief, you stole my treasure!"

Qiao Yun'er also felt heartbroken when she saw this.

An Yanxia continued to ignite the flames, completely disregarding whether the item was precious or not. She didn't feel bad when her father sold her land to her son, let alone when it was taken away by the enemy?

But just as the Sun's True Fire was about to burn Puzhi, Puzhi disappeared out of thin air. She was left empty-handed, which made her a little puzzled: "Hey, where did this monk escape to?"

While she was wondering, seven or eight naked celestial maidens suddenly rose from the ground, chanting Sanskrit.

She averted her eyes and snorted, "The world is going downhill!"

These Sanskrit sounds can disturb the mind, but An Yanxia has made great progress in her practice of Xing Gong and is not afraid. She just feels irritated after hearing them, and it becomes more difficult to find Puzhi.

But she soon had the answer.

Qiao Yun'er was seen holding the sword, with her eight spider legs nailed to the ground. She swung the sword, but it was blocked by the Zen staff with a bang.

Just as An Yanxia was sitting in the Xun position, Zen Master Puzhi showed up, and with the Zen stick in his hand, he hooked Qiao Yun'er's sword, and with a crisp clang, he knocked the sword away.

Qiao Yun'er was not willing to give in either. She put away her demonic form, transformed into a daughter, and pounced on Master Puzhi's face.

As soon as he opened his mouth and spit, poisonous smoke came out.

The attack power of this breath was so strong that it corroded Master Puzhi's eyebrows in an instant.

"my eyes!"

Master Puzhi yelled and grabbed his staff and started beating around. Qiao Yun'er then quickly retreated, shouting, "Kill him quickly!"

Monk Daoming restrained the goddess, and An Yanxia came forward again with the bronze mace. After a few bangs, he summoned a purple gold glass cup and chanted a spell, "Fire!"

Flames rose up around her, rising into the sky and transforming into countless fire crows that were about to pounce on her.

Zen Master Puzhi had half of his arm broken, and now he was facing the Fire Crow, and the Three Corpse Gods were furious.

With a loud bang, the image of the goddess hanging in the distance instantly protected him, blocking the flames. He took the opportunity to retreat repeatedly.

On the other side, Monk Daoming was beating many celestial maidens until they were dizzy, pulling their hair and hitting them in the face, showing no moral ethics of martial arts.

The quality of the Heavenly Maiden Picture was obviously better than that of the Vajra Picture. After being burned by An Yanxia's fire, only the painting and the paint were burned, but the drawing paper was still there.

Seeing his picture of the celestial maiden being burned, Zen Master Puzhi's face became even more angry. The inky Buddha light rose behind him, and human faces appeared in the air.

Among them were the appearances of Yuanzhen and Yuanwu, as well as many animal and human heads. There were so many different ones that An Yanxia couldn't recognize them all.

Pu Zhi spit out a mouthful of black wind viciously and said, "You bunch of evil demons! Aren't you going to help them get revenge? Well, they are already here."

"Just kill them! Kill them all!"

A ball of ink flew out from Puzhi's back and transformed into two headless snakes. Yuanzhen and Yuanwu's heads flew onto the two snakes, fitting perfectly into each other.

An Yanxia always felt that the human-faced snake had a cult feel to it, similar to the beautiful snakes in Sanwei Bookstore and Baicao Garden.

Monk Daoming clenched his fists and scolded, "Sure enough, it's a demonic trick!"

Two black snakes, one wrapped around monk Daoming, and the other wrapped around Qiao Yun'er.

These were the three souls and seven spirits that were swallowed by Puzhi. When the two of them fought, they were restrained and suppressed their anger.

If he fought, it would be easy to scatter the three souls and seven spirits. If he didn't fight, he would be restrained and unable to concentrate on dealing with Puzhi.

Apart from anything else, this evil demon is really good at disgusting people.

Pu Zhi stretched out his hand and a piece of calligraphy flew in front of him. He shouted, "Wind!"

Hurala!

A gust of unknown wind blew in from outside the hall.

"Come on fire!"

Sizzle!

A stone fire started in the hall.

The fire, fueled by the wind, coiled into a giant fire snake, opening its mouth and spitting out its tongue at An Yanxia.

An Yanxia offered up a purple-gold colored glass cup and asked in confusion, "You devil, do you think my colored glass cup can only set fires? And not put them out?"

There was a very human look of astonishment on the face of the fire snake.

The Supreme Immortal's Journey to the West: Chapter 286 [Fighting and Killing the Evil Buddha Again]

"Puzhi! I call you, do you dare to answer?"

An Yanxia raised her hand and held up the purple-gold glass cup, and with a clear whistle, Zen Master Puzhi was distracted.

At this moment, the purple-gold glazed cup in her hand flickered with fire, and a ball of true sun fire flew out to make space. Then, the tall and mighty fire snake was sucked into the purple-gold glazed cup in the blink of an eye and used by An Yanxia.

She had just controlled the fire snake and performed the Minotaur for Puzhi, then released it again. The fire snake stood behind her, hissing and glaring at Monk Puzhi.

It must be said that the fire snake that Monk Puzhi had just created was truly miraculous. Ordinary creations made of fire and water were inanimate objects, but this fire snake possessed some rudimentary intelligence, likely infused with the seven souls of a living being.

Zen Master Puzhi's face was very ugly. Before he could use any other means, An Yanxia had already raised two golden dragon maces.

Puzhi's face suddenly changed.

An Yanxia spun the glass cup in her hand, and in a moment, it flew backwards onto the fire snake's head. She stepped on the fire snake, and flames filled its body. The fire snake's eyes spewed flames, and sparks ignited from its mouth. It raised its head and lifted An Yanxia up.

The girl in red looked down from above, chanting some magic words. The bronze mace transformed into two red rainbows, one on the left and one on the right, and attacked in the blink of an eye.

If you hide to the east or west, you will be pierced by the bronze mace. If you run forward, backward or upward, you will be swallowed by the fiery snake.

Zen Master Puzhi was momentarily unable to move. He tried to use his magical treasures for protection, but the Diamond and Celestial Maiden diagrams had already been burned. This was clearly his Dharma Realm, and the other side was only fighting on the away side. How could the situation have reached such a terrifying state in the blink of an eye?

He had no choice but to pick up a copy of the calligraphy.

It was the "Qinglong Calligraphy" that Qiao Yun'er was very wary of before.

This calligraphy was indeed unusual, shining with a layer of golden light. Yanxia knew at a glance that this calligraphy was connected to the entire temple and had become a sacred artifact to suppress this "Pure Land" Dharma world.

Ordinary Dharma realms require treasures to suppress them, similar to how statues of gods are covered in dirt, otherwise their magical powers will dissipate over time. For example, the Water God's residence has the "Hetu" and "Luoshu"; the City God's Palace has the "Gold Seal" and "Jade Cong".

These were divine weapons that "held the law of heaven in their mouths" and "spoke and acted as the law." She immediately understood where the nameless wind and fire in the stone had come from.

No wonder it is a powerful offensive weapon.

The two bronze maces smashed onto the Qinglong Dharma Tablet, and suddenly a dragon flipped over.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and even the hall was shaking.

Seeing that Master Puzhi had even played this trump card, An Yanxia no longer hid her abilities and recited the Heavenly Heart Sutra while a bull-head image appeared behind her.

The Bull-Headed Vajra rang the Fiery Golden Bell, and the clanging sound shook the Zen Master Puzhi so much that he didn't know which way was which. Puzhi, the demon incarnate, cried out in anger, "Heaven wants to kill me!"

He was so shaken by the Flowing Fire Golden Bell that his mind was unstable. His eyes were poisoned by Qiao Yun'er and his arm was broken by An Yanxia. He was no longer able to use the Green Dragon Scroll.

Pu Zhi could only watch the fiery snake surge towards him, a wave of sadness welling up in his heart, and he cried out in pain:

"Qilong clan! You released me from the Ink Washing Pond, are you just going to watch me get killed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green poisonous snake emerged from the eyes of the Sakyamuni statue, flew behind Puzhi like a catapult, and transformed into a jade-faced young man in a black and green robe.

The jade-faced young man looked at An Yanxia on the fire snake with a playful look, and a bright moon rose behind him.

The bright moon shone down, and the fire snake seemed to be fixed in place, unable to move.

Qiao Yun'er, who was struggling with the human-faced snake, was also immobilized and unable to move.

Daoming threw a punch and was unaffected, but the jade-faced man raised his hand and a green snake flew out, biting his neck. He felt numb and fell to the ground.

Seeing the situation suddenly improve, Zen Master Puzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at An Yanxia with angry eyes, raised his hand to summon the Qinglong Dharma Letter, and wanted to keep An Yanxia and the other two in Qinglong Temple forever.

The moonlight fell on the back of Yanxia's hand, it was freezing cold, and a cold evil spirit flew up to the Niwan Palace.

But within the Niwan Palace lived a little person who looked exactly like An Yanxia. This was the very incarnation of her consciousness. Behind this little person hung three flying swords, and beside him lay a jade lion.

The jade lion roared, and the evil spirit dissipated.

The villain made another sword gesture, which was exactly the "Three Swords of Ignorance" that An Yanxia used when she was overcoming the tribulation. A sharp sword flew out and cleared away the evil spirit in the blink of an eye.

An Yanxia was not affected by the evil spirit and moved freely.

But she was also shocked to see that the jade-faced man had such an unpredictable method. She made a quick decision and threw out a glass bead.

This glass bead was given by the messenger Mu Cha, who said it could suppress evil spirits.

The Jade-faced Young Master saw the colorful light of glazed glass flashing in the air and exclaimed, "It's actually not affected by my moonlight. And it has this Buddhist treasure, the glazed pearl, to protect it! This is truly unexpected!"

The Jade-faced Young Master did not dare to collide head-on with the Glazed Pearl, so he chanted a spell and exchanged places with Master Puzhi.

The five-colored precious glass was shining brightly. Puzhi was tricked by the Jade-faced Young Master. When he saw the glass bead was about to hit his head, he was terrified.

He was the product of Pu Zhi's evil thoughts, so he recognized this supreme Buddhist treasure. He knew that if he was hit, he would be suppressed in the spot. He quickly dodged and exclaimed in shock, "Kui Long, are you trying to kill me?"

The Jade-faced Young Master laughed and said, "You are a useless person who only causes trouble when you can't do anything. Just continue playing house in Cangzhou."

He turned to look at An Yanxia, who was charging at him with her bronze mace, and said admiringly, "You're a good prospect. We'll surely meet again someday."

The two maces pierced the jade-faced young man from the left and right, but only killed a green snake.