What kind of Journey to the West is this?

The Red-Eyed Great Sage said, "We need to massage it for a while longer to loosen up the muscles and activate the blood circulation."

Just as Chimu finished speaking, he suddenly turned around with the alertness of a rabbit, his blazing eyes piercing through the mist, and shouted, "Where did this shameless snake come from?"

Then a pestle flew over from a distance and hit the little mirage dragon on the head, breaking his illusion.

The scream made An Yanxia's ears buzz. She jumped up and picked up the bronze mace.

Xue Shier also suddenly became alert and moved to An Yanxia's side.

The three great saints, Cha Chi, Yan Tie, and Wen Hu, heard the commotion and rushed over. They joined forces, and Little Mirage Dragon secretly groaned in pain. These three saints were already quite powerful, and any one of them could fight a water god like Su Shuijun with equal force. Little Mirage Dragon was gradually losing ground.

He was about to escape, and with his magical powers of illusion, escape was not difficult.

But unexpectedly, An Yanxia attacked his teammate severely, and stabbed him to the ground with a flying bronze mace. The little mirage dragon was then pinned down by the three saints.

The three saints joined forces to tie up the little mirage dragon and handed it over to the Great Sage Huikong for interrogation.

You won’t know unless you ask.

After asking carefully, they found out that he was there to rescue people. The Four Saints looked at each other, then released him and told them the whole story.

Little Mirage Dragon smiled bitterly and said, "So it was a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple! But if that's the case, where are Master An, Master Luo, and the others?"

Huikong's face tightened as he said, "The person you just bumped into in Qianyuan Cave was Master An of Cangzhou."

"The one who hit me!?"

"Just now, the old lady asked her to pick orchids. She must be in the Biluo Cave now."

Huikong answered the question irrelevantly.

At this moment, Medicine Granny arrived at the Biluo Cave. This Biluo Cave was where Zhongli Quan practiced cultivation. Because it was the old owner, the cave had not changed its appearance. Inside the cave there was a stone bed and stone base, as well as some pottery pots and bowls. Not far away was a three-burner stove made of yellow mud, with traces of fire in the stove chamber.

It can be seen that practitioners also need to eat, and people will die if they don’t eat.

Grandma Yao went to the corner and took out a small clay pot filled with soil. On the soil was a cluster of orchids swaying in the wind.

"This is the treasure left by the great immortal Zhongli."

An Yanxia didn't think the orchid was anything special, so she asked curiously, "Is this a true seed for cultivating immortality?"

Grandma Yao laughed and said, "The Immortal doesn't know. This orchid isn't the true seed that helps people cultivate immortality, but it itself is the true seed of cultivation. But it's neither a spirit nor a demon."

"This is the remains of an immortal's corpse. Unfortunately, the immortal failed to transform and has been reincarnated. The Immortal Zhongli told me that this immortal has a connection with him. If one of his disciples comes, I will give this item to him."

"Rebirth from the corpse! May I ask which immortal is this?"

"I don't know either. Besides, even if I did know, I can't reveal the secret!"

If a person who has been reincarnated possesses great wisdom, then that's all well and good. However, if a person is foolish and obsessed, and someone reveals their past and present lives, they will instead fall into confusion, constantly wondering, "I am the reincarnation of so-and-so," and forget their original mind. How can they then cultivate?

So Grandma Yao said she couldn't reveal the secret.

An Yanxia pondered. It must have been over a decade ago that Medicine Granny met Zhongli Quan. Her birth and death at that time were still uncertain. So, it seemed this item should be given to Luo Sushang.

But what belonged to Luo Sushang was hers, and what belonged to her was Luo Sushang's, and they were one family, so she accepted it.

At this very moment, in the immortal palace of Fangzhang Immortal Mountain, Emperor Donghua was discussing gods and ghosts, lecturing on scriptures and Taoism. Zhongli Quan, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, was suddenly alerted by the Three Corpse Gods and his eyes snapped open.

He calculated with his fingers and said to himself, "Oh no! My friend! Which thief is harming my friend!"

The immortal Dongfang Shuo saw Zhongli Quan's face turning pale and blue, and came over to ask with concern, "Sir, what happened to you?"

Zhongli Quan said, "You don't know! When I was cultivating in Mount Zhongnan, I met a close friend. He was a spirit of orchid grass. Unfortunately, he didn't survive the Three Calamities and sought to transform his corpse, but he couldn't, so he reincarnated. Before he reincarnated, he asked me to preserve his remains. After he reincarnated and entered the Dao, he would come back to take this item to aid his cultivation."

"Many years ago, Donghua invited me to the Three Mountains. When I was away from the mortal world, I set up a magical barrier to protect the cave. Later, I asked six enlightened demon immortals from Zhongnan Mountain to help guard it. I thought it was foolproof."

"But unexpectedly, a thief just stole my friend's body!"

Dongfang Shuo was surprised and said, "This is really a tricky situation. Does Your Excellency know this Taoist friend's name and birthday? I'll go to Fengjiao Stargazing and help You calculate it."

"His name is: Lan Caihe."

Dongfang Shuo took note of what he heard, and went to the Observatory to observe the stars and calculate. After he got the result, he picked up the brush on the table, dipped it in ink, and began to paint the thief's appearance.

Just looking at this impressive face and the familiar cloud robe and arrow sleeves, he suddenly exclaimed.

Count again.

Another "eh" sound.

Unable to figure it out, he had no choice but to hand the portrait over to Zhongli Quan.

Zhongli Quan understood immediately and said bitterly, "Be on guard day and night! It's hard to guard against thieves in your own home!"

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 314 [Deceiving People to the Devil's Palace]

In the Changxia Valley, the little mirage dragon had not returned for a long time, and Lord Shushui couldn't help but feel anxious.

Little Mirage Dragon was the eighth prince of the Jinghe Dragon Lord and the younger brother of the Great River Dragon Lord, Red Bearded Dragon. If Little Mirage Dragon died in the Changxia Valley, how would he have the face to see the Great River Dragon Lord?

He looked at Zhayun Jun, Sanli Xian, and Zhongtiao Erchen, and said without hesitation: "The Eighth Prince is a chivalrous, wise and brave man. He must have had some mishaps if he hasn't returned for so long."

Zhayun Jun said, "Shushui! I know you're anxious. But the cave's restriction hasn't been broken yet, so there's no point in being anxious."

"Brother, I'm going to the Sushui River to get some troops, and then we'll storm Mount Zhongnan!"

Sushui Jun was indeed extremely anxious, but just as he finished speaking, he saw white lights on the hilltops to the east and west:

In the west is the Changxia Valley. Mr. Heming has already lifted the magic ban on the cave, and the valley is filled with light.

From the east, a crane's cry reached the sky. A crane flew in the sky, hooking a flower basket in its claws. It pecked through the clouds and flew quickly towards the Changxia Valley.

The Goddess of Xihe was protecting Mr. Heming. When she saw the crane approaching, she asked in confusion, "Sir, is this your relative?"

"How is that possible! My Taoist name is Heming, and I'm not a flying crane spirit. How can I have any immortal crane relatives?"

Heming was also confused.

Then the crane flew down from the sky and called out, "An Yanxia! I am your uncle! Your master has brought you a message. Come out and receive it!"

The crane took another closer look and saw Mr. Heming and the Goddess of Xihe. He asked in surprise, "Who are you two?"

The goddess frowned and said, "I still have something to ask you!"

"I am the Crane Boy under the Emperor Donghua, and I am of the same generation as Zhengyangzi Zhongli Quan. This cave belongs to Zhengyangzi, and his disciple An Yanxia is living there. I have something to tell her."

"We are all good friends of Master An."

"Then why are you not going in? What are you doing here?"

Both sides were confused and had no idea what was going on with the other side.

However, at this time the cave was wide open, and the Great Sage Huikong hurriedly came out with the little mirage dragon, and Mr. Heming and others were surprised again.

After some explanation, I finally understood the cause and effect.

Only Xianhe was confused and shouted, "I don't care about your grudges or hatreds. I want to see An Yanxia! I want to see An Yanxia! I am her uncle!"

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"Are you my uncle?"

In the Biluo Cave, An Yanxia, Luo Suchang, Xue Shier, the Six Saints of Zhongnan, the Nine Friends of Chiling, the Two Chens of Zhongtiao, Mr. Heming, the Goddess of Xihe, and the Little Mirage Dragon are all there.

Xianhe looked at An Yanxia, wanting to take advantage of her, and said proudly: "That's right!"

An Yanxia was shocked. My ancestors had quite a lot of XP! Could it be that one of my ancestors cultivated the Great Dao of Biology and even refined reproductive isolation in an instant?

The Six Saints of Zhongnan, the Nine Friends of Chiling, the Two Chens of Zhongtiao, and Mr. Heming all had complicated expressions. They didn't even care about the previous friction and all went to the subway to get the elderly man's cell phone.

The Xihe Goddess whispered, "We often hear of vicious dogs bullying their masters, and we often hear of people loving and caring for sheep. But is there anyone in this world who can interact with a crane?"

The little mirage dragon exclaimed, "Perhaps Master An had a dragon offspring in his ancestry. Dragons are inherently lustful and can invade anything. A dragon was born with a human, and the next human being might be able to mate with a crane."

Xianhe quickly said, "I am your uncle-in-law! Not your biological uncle!"

"I am a disciple of Donghua and of the same generation as your master. You should call me Uncle Master!"

Luo Sushang remembered and said suddenly: "So you are the black crane raised by the emperor!"

"That's right, that's right." Xianhe said, "Your master Zheng Yangzi asked me to find An Yanxia. An Yanxia, listen to my orders!"

Yanxia was in high spirits, and the Three Mountain Immortals stood at attention.

"A bold lunatic! Unworthy descendant!"

"Be on guard day and night! It's hard to guard against thieves in your own home!"

Xue Shi'er growled, hissing, and glaring. "This uncle started scolding me right away," she said. "An Yanxia might be spoiling him, but she wouldn't."

Xianhe was startled, frightened by the pressure of the Snow Lion race, and immediately said: "This was written by Zhengyangzi."

Xue Shier hummed slightly.

Xianhe shuddered, and tremblingly finished his belief, saying, "That's basically it. The orchid in this cave is the remains of your master's good friend. There's also a flower basket here."

"Zheng Yangzi said you need to take the flower basket to Chang'an City and find someone who is destined to give it to you."

An Yanxia asked, "What does it mean to be destined to be together?"

"Then I don't know. He didn't tell me."

"I don't even know what a destined person is. How can I send this off? Why don't you go back and ask me. I see you fly so fast, it won't take long to go back and forth."

"That won't do. It would take a lot of effort for me to fly this way. I heard that the Nine Elders of Yingzhou sent you a lot of precious medicines. If you give a few to your uncle to replenish his body, he will consider it."

It turned out that they were asking for benefits, but An Yanxia refused.

"That won't do. My things are Xue Shi'er's things. You still have to ask Xue Shi'er's opinion."

Xianhe choked and said, "How can you talk to your uncle like that? You won't even give me a few medicines?"

An Yanxia smiled and said, "I'm helping my master. Didn't my master ask you to bring me some good things?"

Xianhe said speechlessly, "Your master is always complaining and nitpicking. How could he possibly give me something good?"

"Hey! You, a fairy crane, how dare you scold my master!"

An Yanxia gave Luo Sushang a look. Luo Sushang also said, "Misfortune comes from the mouth. Uncle Master needs to practice more and avoid committing verbal sins."

An Yanxia added, "You must have embezzled my master's things. Hand them over quickly, or you won't be able to go home today. I'm going to make a pot of goose stew in an iron pot. You can stay and eat too."

When Xianhe heard this, he thought that An Yanxia's "Demon King" was a joke, but now he regretted it after seeing the real Demon King.

——What benefit does he want from coming here?

He only saw An Yanxia's followers everywhere. If he didn't give them to him, he was afraid that they would really have to eat the iron pot stewed crane together...

The crane gave away three "Tiangang Pills" with tears in its eyes, but was finally released from An Yanxia's clutches and fled back to Sanshan.

An Yanxia held three Tiangang Pills in her palm. They were made by refining heavenly Gang Qi into red iron sand and then blending it with mercury. They were excellent medicines for earthly immortals to cultivate Gang Qi and refine evil spirits.

She smiled and said, "This uncle-in-law is really a good man. He was very generous and gave me three iron balls at once."

Everyone present secretly sighed that he was indeed the Supreme Immortal, very shameless.

When the cave saw that the crane presented the precious elixir and won An Yanxia's favor, it didn't know what was going on and suddenly trembled.

With a click, words and pictures appeared on the rock wall of Biluo Cave. There were about hundreds of pictures and tens of thousands of words.

The Six Saints of Zhongnan and the Nine Friends of Chiling were all wild monsters, most of whom were illiterate. Only Huikong and Zhayun could see the ingenuity of these words, and for a moment they held their breath in disbelief.

Mr. Heming and the Xihe Goddess were both from farming and reading families. They saw at a glance that the inscriptions on the rock wall were all true scriptures that led to the great way. They were even more surprised and said, "This is a treasure from the cave heaven, a true scripture!"

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There should be another chapter today, finishing this part of the story at once.

Journey to the West by the Supreme Immortal: Chapter 315 [351 Scrolls, Disaster Begins with the Red Carp]

This is indeed the true scripture of immortals.

An Yanxia was also confused. No, how come the true scriptures were suddenly distributed?

She thought again: Could it be that this person in the cave saw that I was happy with Lao He, so he came here to compete for his favor?

So she said again: "A little more, a little more."

As expected, tens of thousands of words rumbled out of the cave. It was a pity that there was nothing else in the cave, so they could only offer a few classics. Most of these classics were left by Zhongli Quan, and An Yanxia had read most of them in Sanshan.

However, the Six Saints of Zhongnan, the Nine Friends of Chiling and other demon fairies were jealous, and Mr. Heming and the Goddess of Xihe were also envious. Only the small Shenlong family was rich and powerful and they were surprised.