Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

The sun rises and the moon sets, the moon rises and the sun sets, and before we knew it, this cycle has repeated three times.

When Bajie was about to eat up all the food in Wen Jiao's ice jade pot, Xuanzang finally felt a little warm in his heart. His eyeballs rolled a few times under his eyelids, and he suddenly twitched, gasped, and sneezed loudly: "It's so cold!"

I have been sitting on the North Sea ice jade for three days. Even a stove would have been frozen solid. How could I not be cold?

Sha Seng was no longer in a daze, Bajie threw down the steamed bun in his hand, Huo Ling'er immediately stood up from lying down, and together with Wen Jiao, they rushed forward and surrounded Xuanzang.

At this moment, a deep crack appeared on the ground. Wukong jumped out, and the crack closed silently. As soon as he came out, he shouted, "Master, have you woken up?"

Bajie shouted, "I just got angry!"

He and Sha Seng carefully carried Xuanzang down, pushed the Qi through his blood, and massaged his limbs. After a while, Xuanzang was no longer stiff and his body became soft again. Wen Jiao had already cooked a hundred-year-old ginseng soup and fed him three bowls of it in a row. Xuanzang's pale face gradually turned red.

He broke free from Bajie and Sha Seng's support and bowed to Wen Jiao slowly and solemnly: "Mother, I now realize how deep my sins are. Fortunately, you have taught me so that I will not make mistakes."

According to Xuanzang, after he entered the Hell of Many Anger, all he saw was mountain-like blazing flames, which burned all the dead souls to death and made them suffer unbearable pain. Since their bodies were already dead and could not die again, they were in such extreme pain that they could not be relieved.

The ghosts here all harbor hatred and anger, and have sharp iron claws. Whenever they meet, they fight like enemies. Because ghosts cannot die, they often have to dismember each other to pieces before they can stop fighting temporarily. But after one night, they return to their original state and fight each other endlessly.

Xuanzang, a great Tang monk who was afraid to step on even an ant, was in great pain after fighting for three days.

On the one hand, he adhered to the belief of never killing that he had adhered to since childhood, and felt that he could not fight back. Even if he was killed by the ghost he met, he would at least preserve his innocence for the rest of his life. On the other hand, he was driven by the anger in his heart to kill indiscriminately.

He was a skilled martial artist, and he killed many ghosts in succession, leaving many pieces of body parts behind. This scene was really tormenting for him, and he wanted to kill himself to make amends. But he couldn't die no matter what, so his suffering was several times more than that of other ghosts.

When Wukong appeared accompanied by King Pingdeng and ordered the ghosts to hook him out of the sea of ​​fire, Xuanzang felt like he had seen a savior.

At that moment, even if the Buddha offered his true body before his eyes, the excitement would not be greater than this.

King Pingdeng asked him, "Master, have you realized it?"

The burn marks on Xuanzang's body from the raging fire and the wounds from the iron claws were healing quickly. He put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and sighed, "The heart of hatred is worse than poisonous fire, and all kinds of troubles arise from it. The Avatamsaka Sutra says, 'When a thought of hatred arises, a million doors of obstacles open.' Today, I finally understand the three samadhis."

Looking at Xuanzang's clear eyes, Wen Jiao knew that he was now truly sensible, and said with relief: "'Good fortune and bad luck come from no door, but only from one's own actions, and the rewards of good and evil follow like a shadow.' From now on, you should maintain a righteous mind, be of one mind and one heart with all the disciples, and never seek trouble for yourself again."

"I will follow my mother's teachings." Xuanzang said.

After this matter was settled, Wen Jiao immediately took Huo Ling'er back to Wuliang Plateau. On the way, Huo Ling'er suddenly remembered something: "When did you get the Ruyi Rope? It looks very unfamiliar to me. I have never seen you use it before."

She and Wen Jiao are almost inseparable. How could she not know anything about Wen Jiao's new magic weapon?

Wen Jiao said: "I got it in the past few days, but when I got this Ruyi Rope, Sister Huo, you were still the Lion Vanguard."

Huo Linger was stunned for a moment.

Wen Jiao smiled slightly and explained the whole story.

It turns out that the one who got the Ruyi Suo was not the current her, but her original body that stayed in Hall Country. The connection between the original body and the incarnation was not blocked by distance, but it was transmitted to her incarnation with just a thought. The first time it was used was on the yellow-robed monster, and it was extremely powerful.

And this magic weapon was obtained from the treasure house of the Kingdom of Hall.

After Wen Jiao separated an incarnation and left, the next morning, a king selection ceremony was held in the palace of Horgo. Ten nobles volunteered to be the new king. Gesar placed a golden bowl in front of each of them, and used magic to give each Horgo person present a barley, asking them to vote for the king they liked.

Then, in full view of everyone, he threw the barley in his hand into the golden bowl in front of Prince Galberna.

The great warrior who killed the White Tent King took the lead in expressing his opinion. What else could the others think? If someone else was voted as the new king in today's referendum, he would not be afraid of being beheaded by Gesar again.

The other nine candidates changed color slightly, looked at each other, and cast their barley for Prince Galberna.

The overall situation has been decided.

The newly crowned king was extremely proud and held a grand coronation ceremony. Beautiful girls in gorgeous clothes lined up in rows and danced non-stop. Yak beef and barley wine blended into an intoxicating fragrance. All the people in the royal city gathered in the square in front of the palace to enjoy the food and appreciate the dance.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the new White Tent King brought his daughter Jizun Yixi and held a golden plate high above his head: "The plate contains the key to the agate treasure house of the Hor Kingdom. I am willing to present it to King Gesar and the Goddess Jingrong. The Hor Kingdom will be the servant of the Ling Kingdom from generation to generation. King Gesar has only one order, and we will do it for you at the cost of our lives! My daughter Jizun Yixi will worship the Goddess as her teacher and practice under her. The Hor Kingdom will also worship the Goddess of Demon-Subduing!"

Jizun was dressed like a blooming flower, holding a Hada and presenting it to Gesar and Wenjiao. However, when he presented it to Gesar, his bright and beautiful eyes drooped indifferently, while when he presented it to Wenjiao, his eyes were full of respect.

So Wen Jiao and Gesar went to the treasury to select. The country of Hor was rich in agate, and their entire country was literally built on countless agate veins. In the homes of those who were a little more particular, you could even see them using a whole long agate with a uniform and beautiful color as a table, so the items that could be picked into the treasury were definitely not ordinary items.

"The guardian guarding the treasury is a ten-foot-tall white agate snow lion. Sister Huo can make friends with it when you have time in the future." Wen Jiao said.

Gesar threw the key into the mouth of the snow lion. The lion's huge body froze for a moment, and the next moment it turned into a door.

The door opened, and thousands of precious lights burst out.

Countless tiger-striped agates, leopard-spotted agates, and eagle-feather agates are piled up like mountains. Countless treasure vases, rings, and pearls made of beautiful agate shine brightly in the golden box and conch box. Birds, beasts, flowers, plants, and trees carved from various beautiful agates are placed in the coral lotus box, and they are lifelike.

When the number of rare treasures reached an alarming level, they became dull. The two were embarrassed to empty the treasury, so Gesar only took one box each of the brightly colored raw stones and pearls, while Wen Jiao picked out some vases and carvings of good styles.

At the end of the treasury were the magic weapons collected by the previous kings of the Kingdom of Hor. Gesar took a moonlight helmet and a three-pointed, two-edged sword, while Wen Jiao took the Ruyi flying rope after careful consideration.

Her Taoist martial arts are now basically complete, and she only lacks the means to restrain the enemy. Although this Ruyi Flying Rope cannot compare to the magical power of the shaking golden rope, it is no problem to trap a big monster like the Yellow Robe Monster for a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour is enough to change a lot of things. For example...

The fate of Baihuaxiu.