Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

If this Alonashun is the Alonashun that Wen Jiao knows, then Wen Jiao would say that Comrade Alonashun is a magical person.

Although he is short-sighted, he has great ambitions and wants to usurp the throne.

Although he had great ambitions, he was short-sighted enough to rob the Tang Dynasty's envoys.

Even if you say he has no status, he was at least the king of the Harsha Empire.

He had a high position, but Wang Xuance borrowed troops from Tibet and Nepal to destroy his country, and he was dragged to Chang'an by Wang Xuance's deputy envoy to be presented as a captive. Wang Xuance himself was only a fifth-rank official in the Tang Dynasty, and there is no way to verify his deputy envoy.

With such a high status, how could he dare to rob the Tang Dynasty envoys?

It can be seen that India has been full of wonders since ancient times. No wonder it is a magical country that a great man could not understand even after thinking about it for ten days and ten nights thousands of years later.

However, this world has long been inconsistent with what Wen Jiao is familiar with. For example, Xuanzang in this world is the grandson of Yin Kaishan. Also, at present, Alona Shun is not a minister of the Harsha Empire, but the prime minister of Xiangcheng.

Elephant City...this name sounds quite familiar.

Wen Jiao frowned, and a talisman flashed on her palm, and she had contacted Xuanzang: "Xuanzang, I was invited by believers to descend to Xiniu Hezhou by chance, and I wanted to travel around. However, this place belongs to the Buddhist sect, and I am a Taoist sect. I didn't know much about this place before. Do you have any explanation?"

Xuanzang was surprised and said, "So, my mother actually arrived in India before me? I only know some Buddhist stories, so I can't show off to you. I'll just hurry up and meet you as soon as possible. Huh? Why are the words "Little Leiyin Temple" engraved on the gate of this temple in front of me? Could it be that I have already arrived in the West Heaven?"

Wen Jiao:......

Wen Jiao pinched the spiritual formula with her hands and summoned the two boys, Pi Xie and Zhen E. She also added a Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Note to each of their palms, and then pinched out a paper crane: "Pi Xie, Zhen E, you two followed me to ascend. Although you have obtained the status of fairy boys, you have not been tempered and lack a foundation. Now that Xuan Zang is in trouble, I will send you to help Sun Dasheng and show your skills."

With Wukong backing him up, he wouldn't suffer any loss. Moreover, if he met a heavenly general sent by heaven to help him, such as Kuimu Lang, he could ask him to pay the child support.

The second fairy boy had no idea of ​​his master's "sinister intentions", and he eagerly accepted the order and followed the guidance of the paper crane.

Wen Jiao took out Huo Ling'er from her sleeve, and the man and the lion strolled leisurely along the lake, looking very comfortable. Huo Ling'er chased the fluttering butterflies, and occasionally used her tail to sweep away the vines hanging on her body: "Wen Jiao, shouldn't the Tathagata Buddha be in the Great Leiyin Temple? How come there is a Small Leiyin Temple? Could it be that his son, the Little Buddha, lives in it?"

Wen Jiao couldn't help laughing: "When the Tathagata Buddha was still a layman, he did have a son named Rahula. Later, he became a monk with his father and achieved the state of Arhat, which is still far from Buddhahood. If the Buddha's son could become a Buddha, then his descendants would be endless, and everyone in the world would be a Buddha."

"Yes." Huo Ling'er nodded her head, "How can there be so many children who are as successful as their parents?"

"However, it is common for good bamboo shoots to grow from bad bamboo," Wen Jiao added.

Huo Linger sighed, "It's sad when children can't live up to their parents' expectations; it's also sad when parents are unsuccessful and drag their children down. It's best for me to be like this, neither male nor female, with no sons or daughters. It's enough to be with you, peaceful and quiet."

Wen Jiao stroked her mane of hair and asked softly, "Feng Ji came to see you again?"

Huo Ling'er slapped the flower branch in front of her head with one claw, and blood splattered everywhere: "He said that he has thought it through. It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, or if it's neither a man nor a woman. He just wants me as a person...but I, but I..."

Wen Jiao took off the golden stamen stuck on her head: "You really have no fantasies about him."

"Isn't it?" Huo Ling'er said worriedly, "Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to be brothers in harmony?"

The two chatted casually, and suddenly they both stopped talking. Because there were several pedestrians ahead, three of them were adults dressed in simple clothes, with their hair in a bun like a hill, with a coil of vajra bodhi seeds wrapped around it, and they were obviously practitioners. What attracted the attention of the man and the lion was the mother and son they were escorting. The son looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with a handsome and childish face, but a very strong and powerful body; the mother looked about twenty years old, with an extremely beautiful face.

From the Tang Dynasty to the Snow Region, to the Heaven Realm and this Xiniu Hezhou, Wen Jiao can be said to have seen countless beauties. In her eyes, there are only two stunning beauties, the cold and noble Taiyin Star Lord Wangshu is the most beautiful, and the most beautiful woman who brings disaster to the world is Queen Chiji. The rest of the fairies can be said to be spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own beauty, but they are always a little less beautiful than the first two, who are so beautiful that "when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die".

The woman not far away was only a hair’s breadth away from the beauty of Taiyin Xingjun and Queen Chiji. Her complexion was as white as honey and her face was extremely beautiful, like a blue lotus in full bloom or a full moon hanging high in the sky. Her eyes, like black grapes, were filled with gentle tenderness, and her simple ochre-red sari outlined her graceful figure, with fullness where it should be and a slender waist that could be held in one hand.

Such a beauty, born into the world, is simply a miracle and auspicious existence.

"What a beauty." Huo Linger couldn't help but praise.

The son's ears moved and he immediately looked over. Then, the three practitioners and the beautiful woman also looked over. Seeing that they had noticed her, Wen Jiao did not dodge and smiled and nodded at them: "We are practitioners passing by. Seeing this lady's brilliance, we were happy and praised her."

The three practitioners looked at the giant lion Huo Ling'er, then at Wen Jiao, who was dignified and aura-filled, with a very auspicious look. Their eyes turned respectful, and they put their hands together and said, "Fairy, we are disciples of the immortal Ganpo, and we are escorting his daughter and grandson to Elephant City to reunite with Bharata's father."

Elephant City again?

Wen Jiao's mind moved, and she smiled and said, "It's true that fate brings us together. My lion friend and I are also going to Elephant City. It's a good opportunity for us to travel together."

The beautiful woman nodded happily and said, "It is an honor for Bharata and me that the fairy is willing to come with us."

When she spoke, her voice was as beautiful as the chirping of an oriole, and her expression was very innocent. Although she was already a mother, her demeanor was as innocent as that of a pure white girl, and this excessive beauty always easily brought disaster.

Wen Jiao smiled and said, "It is our honor to travel with a rare beauty like Madam and a young warrior like Young Master. By the way, what should I call you?"

The three ascetics said their names, and the beautiful woman said, "My name is Shakuntala. When my father, Gandharva, found me in the forest, I was being protected by a group of Shakuntala birds with their wings. So he gave me this name, which means 'protected by Shakuntala birds'. This is my son, Bharata."

Another one abandoned by his parents, like a shield to ward off evil and suppress evil.