txolops 076. Time Limit
076. Time Limit
Nezha ultimately did not make a move.
After saying these words to Sun Qiong, he chose to leave.
Sun Qiong breathed a sigh of relief at this result.
But he was also well aware that Nezha might have considered taking action this time.
The reason they didn't make a move was probably because they had witnessed the power of the Red Water Formation and weren't entirely confident they could capture Sun Qiong.
His departure this time doesn't mean he'll leave again next time.
The True Immortal realm is still too weak. To fight against Nezha, one must at least obtain the spiritual power of a Golden Immortal, otherwise, it will not be able to support him in using his supernatural powers even a few times.
"We must reach the Golden Immortal realm."
Sun Qiong made up her mind and immediately turned and flew towards Pingdingshan.
On Pingdingshan Mountain, the old lady was heading towards Lotus Cave.
The little demons surrounded the old lady, sending her off with gongs and drums.
The golden-winged roc sat in the chair, its eyes cold and its face expressionless.
Soon, the group arrived at their destination, Lotus Cave.
Here, the Golden Horn and Silver Horn are ready to welcome you.
The little demon guarding the door carried the empty sedan chair inside, but he followed slowly, so delicate and coy, just like the old monster, and went in on his own.
Then all the demons, large and small, came to kneel and receive them, accompanied by the sounds of drums, flutes, and pipes; and from the Boshan incense burner, incense smoke wafted.
He went to the main hall, sat down facing south, and the two demons knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "Mother, your children pay their respects."
The Golden-Winged Roc squinted and said expressionlessly:
"My son, get up."
Upon hearing this, the two monsters slowly stood up, moved closer to the Golden-Winged Roc, and took his arm.
This body is indeed quite old.
The Golden-Winged Roc could sense that the power of this physical body was being lost every moment.
However, he didn't really care, since he only needed to use this body once anyway, so he could use it however he wanted.
The golden-winged roc sighed softly:
"My son, I've heard the pilgrims are coming?"
When Yinjiao saw the old lady asking, he quickly spoke up:
"Mother, your children have been too rude and unfilial these past few days. When your foolish brothers finally capture the Tang Monk from the East, we will surely invite you to come and offer him a live offering, so that you may eat him and prolong your life."
Upon hearing this, the old lady showed no joy, but instead looked melancholy.
Seeing her like this, Golden Horn and Silver Horn exchanged a glance and quickly asked:
"Mother, what's troubling you?"
The old lady kept sighing until the two strange people pressed her for answers, at which point she finally spoke:
"I've heard that the pilgrim has two disciples and three followers, all formidable figures. How will my son contend with them?"
Upon hearing her words, Golden Horn and Silver Horn burst into laughter.
Seeing the old lady's doubt, Golden Horn and Silver Horn waved their hands in response:
"Mother is overthinking it. Even if that monk from the East grew another pair of wings, he still wouldn't be able to fly out of Pingdingshan."
After saying this, the two monsters presented the magical treasures they had brought down from the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Silver Horn pointed to the purple gourd in his hand and said:
"This is the Purple Gold Red Gourd. In the beginning of chaos, when heaven and earth were separated, there was a Supreme Ancestor who took the name of Nuwa, refined stones to mend the sky, and saved the world."
Upon reaching the Qian Palace and touching the ground, one sees a celestial vine at the foot of Mount Kunlun, upon which grows this purple-gold-red gourd—this is the object.
The old lady quickly took it, gently stroking the purple-gold gourd with her palm, her expression earnest and joyful:
"It's a good item."
Even someone as famous as Buddha's maternal uncle couldn't recognize this thing.
It is truly a treasure kept by the Supreme Taoist Ancestor.
Seeing that the old lady liked it, Jinjiao also brought out a magic treasure.
"This is a jade bottle with a special function of turning people into water. It only requires you to say the name of the person who entered it to take effect. Anyone who enters this bottle will turn into pus in a short time."
A jade bottle shaped like mutton fat!
He recognized this thing.
The Guanyin Bodhisattva of the South China Sea always carries a treasure that looks similar to this one.
Although the effects vary, they are all genuinely good products.
With this, even if he were to face the two monkeys and Nezha again, the Golden-Winged Roc would be able to easily defeat them.
Thinking of this, he felt a surge of jealousy.
Such a fine item was given to two servants who tended the furnace by the Supreme Dao Ancestor.
The Buddha also possessed many fine items, yet his maternal uncle could only obtain the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle, which was so large that even the sea could not contain it.
He was furious, but the thought that all these treasures would be his own made the Golden-Winged Roc happy again.
Silver Horn pulled a fan from his waist and introduced it:
"This is a banana leaf fan for self-defense; it can fan out fire."
This fire is no ordinary flame; it is the Six Ding Divine Fire.
Anyone who gets hit by this fan will basically end up in the same situation as Wukong back in the alchemy furnace.
"Great item!"
The Golden-Winged Roc had no other good words to describe these magical treasures; the only word to describe them was "good stuff."
But these three words also accurately describe these magical treasures.
These are all rare and precious things in the world.
Now, holding these three treasures, he feels that the path to Buddhahood is right beneath his feet.
But that wasn't all. Next, Golden Horn and Silver Horn took out a Seven Star Sword.
"Hmm, so-so."
The Golden-Winged Roc had seen many weapons, and this Seven-Star Sword was truly ordinary, at most only good for self-defense.
This Seven Star Sword is precious to ordinary immortals, but to him it's just so-so, a weapon that can only scratch the skin.
Finally, only the magic weapon remained.
"That thing is on you, Mother."
Silver Horn pointed at the old lady.
The old lady paused for a moment, then followed the direction of the silver horn's finger and landed on her waist.
The belt of the robe?
What kind of magical artifact is this?
The Golden-Winged Roc was somewhat shocked.
The Supreme Taoist Ancestor's family had so many wonderful things that even the belt of this robe was refined into a magical artifact.
It can only be said that alchemy is too versatile.
"This is the Golden Rope."
Golden Horn is the first to be introduced.
This thing looks unremarkable, but it's not simple at all.
"This thing only needs a tight rope spell to capture people; they cannot escape it, whether in the sky or on the ground, in rivers or seas."
Great item!
Another evaluation of the Golden-Winged Roc.
"Such a fine item, truly a treasure."
The old lady's words made Erguai chuckle.
These things are very precious to outsiders, but to the boy who follows Laozi, they are not so precious.
In the Thirty-Three Heavens, the little trinkets that people usually play with are highly sought-after artifacts in the mortal realm.
"If Mother likes it, you can keep it."
The two monsters didn't care, but these words struck a chord with the Golden-Winged Roc.
He was actually prepared to crush the two boys in front of him, steal the magical treasures, and escape.
I didn't expect these two guys to give him the magic weapon so directly.
Once it's been given away, getting it back won't be so easy.
The old lady held the magic weapon and said, "My son, I won't eat Tang Sanzang's flesh, but everyone says that Pigsy's ear is very good. I can cut it off and cook it to have with my wine."
"Very well, since Mother likes it, we will certainly prepare it."
Golden Horn and Silver Horn welcomed the old lady into the cave, and she smiled and agreed.
At this moment, Sun Qiong also arrived at Pingdingshan.
After pressing down on the clouds, Sun Qiong stared at the Lotus Cave with some curiosity.
"Why is that old fox here at Lotus Cave so early?"
Sun Qiong was puzzled.
Logically, the nine-tailed fox should have stayed in the Dragon-Suppressing Cave, waiting for Sun Wukong to come, so that he could be tricked into coming and killed.
Why are you here at Lotus Cave so early now?
To figure out these things right now, we need to go into the Lotus Cave ourselves and investigate.
Sun Qiong's eyes lit up, and an idea came to her.
The seventy-two transformations that he had always kept in hand also came into play at this moment.
Sun Qiong transformed into a mosquito the size of a fingernail and buzzed towards the Lotus Cave.
There are quite a few lesser demons in this Lotus Cave; a rough count would reveal seventy or eighty.
These little monsters are all gathered in the cave now, causing a constant disturbance.
"Why is Grandma here today?"
"You don't know, there was a problem at the Dragon Suppression Cave. It exploded from inside, killing all the clever insects. If it weren't for the old lady's strong abilities, she probably would have been buried in there too, making a grave."
"How did it explode out of nowhere?"
"I don't know, they just say it was the pilgrims who caused it, and they're determined to get revenge."
Sun Qiong was speechless after hearing this.
The pilgrims haven't even left Baoxiang Kingdom yet, so how did they manage to harm your clever little bug?
However, this matter is indeed strange, and I should take some time to visit the Dragon-Suppressing Cave.