Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

The bright sunlight penetrated the gauze-like clouds and projected onto the golden roof of the Demon-Subduing Goddess Palace, refracting brilliant golden light and gilding the crowd of incense burners below with a solemn golden hue.

Cypress branches and various spices burn in the huge mulberry furnace. The bitter and exotic fragrance mixes into thick mulberry smoke that goes straight up to the sky.

King Sadan and Queen White Horse looked pious and presented all kinds of sweet and precious offerings to the incense burner.

No one expected that the bet between the goddess and King Gesar would lead to the collective departure of the princesses of Ling State, including the Queen Zhumu. Now King Gesar is busy conspiring with his brother-in-law Zhujie to persuade Zhumu to change her mind, and the nobles are busy arranging marriages for the former princesses who have returned home, and at the same time looking for new beauties to offer to Gesar. The general manager Rongcha has a granddaughter of the right age, who is said to be beautiful and virtuous, and is trying to send her to the palace to replace Zhumu as the Queen...

In short, it was a mess.

The army of Ling State retreated without a fight. Taking in a runaway princess was a reason to bring an army to justice, and when all the princesses had fled, it was clear that no one cared about the whereabouts of the first one who had fled.

The little prince Yula and his sister Princess Ram also made their offerings.

A few days ago, they had already prepared themselves for a national war, but they never expected that the whole thing would be resolved in this way. It was like a new life.

So this is what Master always said, to defeat the enemy without fighting. The work of an immortal, it is indeed beyond the reach of my father's counselors. Yula thought with admiration.

The next to offer the offerings were Mesa and Yu'ang, who had just recovered from a serious illness. After the internal turmoil in Ling State, no one pursued them. Yu'ang was relieved and he was treated by Yuan Tiangang, and his illness quickly recovered. Mesa was also appreciated by the White Horse Queen and was hired as the teacher of Princess Ram. Although the couple's life was not as glorious as before, they were also rich and comfortable.

After wave after wave of people had presented their offerings, suddenly a female general in military uniform came out. She looked clearly a Han Chinese woman. After she had presented her offerings, she respectfully formed the Yin-Yang Tai Chi seal with both hands, raised them high to her eyebrows, and performed the ritual of three kowtows and nine bows.

On the back floor of Tiannv Palace, Wen Jiao was stringing yellow mushrooms together while chatting: "Su Xin has become successful now."

"Su Xin? Who is this?" Feng Ji was roasting wild yak meat for Huo Ling'er and asked casually when he heard this.

Huo Linger rolled her eyes at him, "You always say I'm stupid, but I think you're the one with the bad brain. Su Xin was Wen Jiao's personal maid before she became a Taoist priest. When we were staying at your house, she came with us to serve us. Later, when Wen Jiao wanted to leave Chang'an to look for immortals, we arranged for her to become the disciple of swordsmanship teacher Ye Si Niang. After so many years, she must have become a master."

When he said this, he was stunned: "Oh, right, why is Su Xin here?"

Wen Jiao clinked her glasses with Yuan Tiangang and drank the sweet wine in the jade bottle. "Previously, Mesa pretended to be an envoy to Jiang Kingdom, but in fact, as soon as she left Ling Kingdom, she went to Muya Kingdom to reunite with Yu Ang, and then went to Jiang Kingdom. During this period, the guards of Ling Kingdom never found that the princess had left. Why do you think this is the case?"

Feng Ji thought for a moment: "Mesa arranged a substitute? It's Su Xin? Wait, how are these two people connected?"

Wen Jiao said: "It is naturally difficult for the princess of Lingguo to get to know the female swordsman of the Tang Dynasty, but what if someone helps her?"

Feng Ji frowned, "Princess Wencheng? This Fox King remembers that she sent people back to Chang'an last year to hire female experts as guards. It seems that Su Xin is one of them. Why did she help Meisa escape? Isn't she afraid of angering Gesar?"

"Wencheng is kind-hearted and can't bear to see Meisa and Yu'ang missing each other. Besides Meisa herself, there are people in Lingguo who are happy to see her run away. Queen Zhumu's younger brother Zhujie is in charge of the palace guards, so he is naturally willing to make things convenient for his sister and send a rival away. Wencheng only needs to lend a helping hand to gain the goodwill of Zhumu and the Jialuo family, so why not do it? Gesar has no children, so Zhumu will definitely be the one who has the most say in which nephew will inherit the throne in the future." Wen Jiao slowly brushed the seasoning on the skewers of yellow mushrooms.

After hearing this, Fengji shook his head and laughed, "Our princess is very thoughtful. No, where did you hear these details?"

The mare's milk wine presented by the King of the Kingdom of Women was just the right temperature. Yuan Tiangang held the edge of his sleeve and poured the wine out steadily, one for himself and one for Wen Jiao: "In the realm of immortals, one only needs a trace to trace the source. Although I haven't been there in person, the whole thing is like observing the lines on the palm of your hand, and every detail is clear."

Feng Ji sighed: "It's a pity that the order to send concubines caused such a commotion, and the princess's efforts were in vain."

"On the contrary, it is precisely because Zhumu left the palace that her words carry more weight." Yuan Tiangang smiled, "This incarnation of Green Tara and the son of God, King Gesar, are destined to be closely connected, regardless of whether they are together or apart."

She was destined to be Gesar's wife, and asking for her to leave would only make Gesar cherish her more. According to Yuan Tiangang, the efforts of the ministers led by Rongcha were doomed to fail. With Gesar's state of mind, he would never let any new woman enter the palace for the rest of his life.

Feng Ji was shocked: "Such a destined couple can be separated by Wen Jiao. It seems that Wen Jiao is more thoughtful. By the way, wasn't this couple arranged by Guru Padmasambhava, the incarnation of Avalokitesvara? By separating them, didn't Wen Jiao poke the eyes of Avalokitesvara?"

Wen Jiao smiled and said, "They were only ordered to come down to the mortal world to rectify the Wuliang Plateau. As long as they quell the evil spirits and spread the Buddhist teachings, they don't have to live in harmony and be a good couple. The place that Zhu Mu chose to practice is at the Guanyuan acupoint of the Ghost King. With her peaceful and noble power, she can fix the feng shui of this place within ten years. What's more, Gesar will definitely come to her house every now and then, and her power of suppression will increase even more."

Feng Ji didn't know how to evaluate this couple. They were making such a fuss, and somehow they were in line with the purpose of subduing demons. Is this a powerful method? In comparison, he, the fox fairy, was still too naive.

But there is one thing that he is definitely better than this fairy couple. That is, he will never let down the woman he loves.

Thinking of this, he cleared his throat and said, "Lion."

"Hmm?" Huo Ling'er burped and looked back curiously.

Fengji was almost forgot what to say when he was stared at by her big watery eyes. He quickly cleared his throat again: "Lion, I...what do you think of me?"

Huo Ling'er said seriously: "It's a good fox."

Feng Ji raised his chin as if to smile, but then quickly put it down: "Look, you are also a hairy ball, and so am I. How about we just get together and live together?"

Huo Ling'er was stunned: "But I'm not actually a fur ball... No, I'm actually made of stone."

Stone, naturally, has no gender.

This time it was Fengji's turn to be dumbfounded: "You are not a woman?"

Huo Linger scratched her head: "Not a man either."

Wen Jiao shook her head and was about to change the awkward topic when she suddenly frowned.

In the distant territory of the Jiacha tribe of Lingguo, a man was kneeling in front of her statue and praying. He was Zara, the nephew of Gesar and the son-in-law of Princess Wencheng.