Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

026. Difficult to remove the headband

"You are... that Six-Eared Macaque?"

Lingji Bodhisattva carefully examined Sun Qiong before revealing a look of surprise.

As the deity who personally delivered the golden headband, Lingji Bodhisattva certainly knew the situation of this Six-Eared Macaque.

But why is this monkey in Huangfeng Ridge?

Logically speaking, the Buddha should have arranged for him to be located relatively far back on the journey, halfway through.

Only in this way can Sun Wukong truly convert to Buddhism and have no other thoughts from then on.

Shouldn't this Six-Eared Macaque be staying on Flower Fruit Mountain right now, obediently cultivating according to the plan?

And this Dragon-Hiding Stake, where could this rootless, floating monkey possibly obtain such a treasure?

Moreover, such magical artifacts are usually bound to a master or have a specific method of use; how could he possibly be able to use them?

"I thought the Bodhisattva was too forgetful and had forgotten about my little inner demon."

Sun Qiong laughed heartily, her gaze fixed on the Bodhisattva before her.

Although trapped, Bodhisattva Lingji was not flustered. So what if this monkey had some skills? He couldn't break through the protective magic treasures on his body.

These two guys wouldn't dare kill him; otherwise, it would be no different from courting death.

Lingji Bodhisattva stared at Sun Qiong with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Why are you here?

When asked this question, Sun Qiong simply chuckled.

He pointed to his head.

"As expected, you came for the golden headband."

Lingji Bodhisattva smiled, looking completely unconcerned.

He didn't think Sun Qiong would be crazy enough to attack him; her current actions were merely an attempt to get rid of the golden headband on her head.

But he still felt that the monkey's thinking was far too simplistic.

Thinking of this, Bodhisattva Lingji shook his head:

"That thing on your head belongs to Buddha."

After these words were spoken, Bodhisattva Lingji also had his own thoughts.

He also felt that the monkey in front of him did not understand the origin of the golden headband and thought that it belonged to his Lingji Bodhisattva, which was why it attacked him at this time.

Once we know that this thing came from Buddha, considering that the Six-Eared Macaque and Sun Wukong share a memory.

This guy also remembers those five hundred years of wind and five hundred years of sun.

Having experienced such a thing, even if the Six-Eared Macaque were the most audacious, he would never dare to oppose the Buddha.

"I see."

Sun Qiong nodded.

Even now, Bodhisattva Lingji doesn't believe Sun Qiong would dare to attack him.

This idea determined his attitude.

What Sun Qiong needed to do was to break his attitude.

"Bodhisattva Lingji, I still want to know, what method can be used to get rid of this thing?"

Sun Qiong still smiled, but the coldness in her eyes deepened.

The golden headband on my head must be removed, even if it comes at a price.

"I know about the tightening spell, but I don't know about the loosening spell. Even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you. Now let go and leave obediently, and I might spare your life."

Since Bodhisattva Lingji was able to send the golden headband over, he must have had a way to control the inner demons.

With the Buddha in front of him, the Six-Eared Macaque would certainly not dare to resist. In addition, with the golden headband, as long as Sun Qiong puts on the golden headband, it will be easy to control him.

Even now, Sun Qiong appears to have the upper hand, but in reality, Lingji Bodhisattva only needs to silently recite the Tightening Spell to easily control Sun Qiong.

"Bodhisattva, why must you do this?"

Sun Qiong could only sigh deeply.

This guy still hasn't grasped reality; it seems the only solution is to strike hard.

After saying that, Sun Qiong raised her hand, and a burst of lightning erupted from her palm.

"What...what are you going to do?"

As Lingji Bodhisattva watched Sun Qiong grow increasingly fierce, he couldn't help but collapse to the ground.

The Yellow Wind Monster, who had been staring at Bodhisattva Lingji, also spoke at this moment:

"Bodhisattva, there was a plan behind bringing you here."

"It is impossible for you to join the pilgrimage here."

Seemingly having seen through the Yellow Wind Monster's plan, Bodhisattva Lingji sneered and spoke decisively.

Guanyin Bodhisattva had already determined how many people there would be, and the positions of her disciples were basically confirmed as well.

Even the yellow-haired rat under Buddha's command cannot easily break this rule.

"We'll figure it out ourselves."

Sun Qiong shook his head; he had his own plans.

But the most important thing now is to get rid of the golden headband on his head.

Even if it's a desperate measure, we still have to get the tight headband spell out from Lingji Bodhisattva's mouth.

Perhaps we can deduce a way to loosen the headband by using the tightening spell.

"If you want to know the mantra for tightening the headband, I'll recite it for you."

As Sun Qiong stepped forward, Lingji Bodhisattva laughed heartily, his lips moved, and a series of complex chants rang out.

The next moment, Sun Qiong felt the golden headband on her head, which had been motionless, slowly shrink.

This thing is truly powerful; it seems to be able to crush Sun Qiong's head, as if it were being chopped with knives and axes, pierced with needles and burned with fire.

No wonder even a stone monkey with a body of bronze and iron could not withstand such pain.

The skull seemed to be cracking, and the golden hoop continued to shrink little by little, as if it wanted to strangle Sun Qiong on the spot.

The intense pain caused Sun Qiong to do the same thing as Sun Wukong, rolling around and struggling on the ground.

Despite the intense pain, Sun Qiong still opened her palms, and as thunder roared, sharp lightning struck Lingji Bodhisattva's face.

"what!"

The face of Lingji Bodhisattva, which was wearing a cruel smile, was instantly covered by lightning. A scream was heard, and then it exploded.

The chanting stopped, and the golden headband on Sun Qiong's head returned to its original state, making him feel relaxed.

Sun Qiong clutched her head, which felt like it was about to explode, and was so dizzy that she couldn't stand up.

His bloodshot eyes held the gaze of a demon from hell, and an intense killing intent erupted from his body.

Although Bodhisattva Lingji did not intend to kill him here, the torment of being half-dead only made him suffer more.

Waving her hand in refusal of Huang Fengguai's offer of help, Sun Qiong slowly sat up.

More than murderous intent, Sun Qiong felt regret at this moment.

"What a pity, I didn't get to hear the whole thing."

The main reason was that I simply couldn't bear the pain; I felt like my head was about to explode.

Covering her head, Sun Qiong leaned against the wall to sit up and took a deep breath.

This golden hoop is truly powerful; even the Iron Staff Soldiers cannot cut it.

Sun Qiong even turned the Iron Rod Soldier into a chainsaw, but it still couldn't leave any mark on the Golden Hoop.

Moreover, this thing is controlled by spells, just like the Somersault Cloud. As long as there are spells, it can be easily controlled, without even needing magic power.

If it weren't on her head, Sun Qiong would have even considered trying to cut it off with a high-pressure water gun.

"Brother, now I finally understand why you wanted to capture Lingji Bodhisattva with me. If this golden headband were on my head, I'd probably wish I were dead."

When the Yellow Wind King saw Sun Qiong's life-and-death experience, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

He finally understood why Sun Qiong was so desperate to capture Lingji.

He had heard of the golden headband before, but he never expected it to be so terrifying.

"If you want to return to Buddhism, you'll likely end up the same way as me, unless you loosen the spell."

Sun Qiong wiped away her cold sweat and stood up.

King Yellow Wind frowned, his gaze sweeping over Sun Qiong and Bodhisattva Lingji, and suddenly felt a surge of emotion.

Is it better to be a wild monster in the mortal world or to be a pet in the sacred mountain for hundreds or thousands of years?

On the other side, the Bodhisattva Lingji, lying on the ground, also covered his face and made muffled sounds:

"Only Guanyin Bodhisattva and Buddha know about the 'Loosening the Band' spell. If you want the answer, go find them."

Sun Qiong no longer paid attention to Bodhisattva Lingji; he now had deeper thoughts.

This time, he'll probably have to go through a major ordeal to get something extraordinary from the system.

"Next, I will help you join the pilgrimage team. All you need to do is this."

Leaning close to the Yellow Wind Monster's ear, Sun Qiong spoke out her plans, word by word.