txolops Chapter 56 Flowing Sand River - Carelessness Leads to Capture
Chapter 56 Flowing Sand River - Carelessness Leads to Capture
In Mokcha's heart, it was like a raging storm; the fire incantation he had prepared was suddenly forced back.
That was Guanyin Bodhisattva after all; as her protector, he dared not overstep his bounds.
"you--!"
Mu Cha pointed at Li Fa, his finger trembling slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.
He wanted to say something swear, but he swallowed the words back.
The Bodhisattva's teachings are like face-to-face interactions. If someone curses fiercely, isn't he cursing the Bodhisattva?
For a moment, Muzha was at a loss, unable to advance or retreat.
Li Fa stood beneath the Buddha statue and chuckled inwardly upon seeing Moksha's appearance.
Seeing the wooden fork forming a hand seal, he knew it was a fire seal. Remembering that he had used the Samadhi Fire in the Investiture of the Gods, he sensed something was wrong.
Samadhi Fire is no ordinary fire. Even though he has an indestructible body, the fire can trap him inside, though it cannot burn him to death.
In desperation, Li Fa came up with a plan.
Moksha was an attendant of Guanyin.
If he were to use Wood Release to transform into the form of Guanyin, would Moksha dare to burn him?
How dare he set fire to the image of Guanyin Bodhisattva?
Sure enough, this tactic worked.
Moksha stood frozen in place, but the Buddha statue's hundreds of arms continued to strike the sandy cage without ceasing.
With a deafening roar, the cage shattered into pieces, and the yellow sand on both sides of the Liusha River fell like rain.
Mokcha watched helplessly as his spell was broken, unable to retaliate.
He dare not.
The image of Guanyin was right in front of him. If he made a move, whether he hit her or not, it would be disrespectful to the Bodhisattva.
Moreover, what if this fellow does something malicious and spreads the word that the Bodhisattva's image appeared injured, implying that Moksha attacked the Bodhisattva's image—
He shuddered and dared not think any further.
"You...you are utterly shameless!"
After struggling for a long time, Mucha could only manage to utter this one sentence.
Li Fa smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and said, "You flatter me, sir. I was merely using their own methods against them."
Mokcha was furious, his face turning ashen, caught in a dilemma.
Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he remembered something.
Mokcha was furious, his face turning ashen, his chest heaving, still caught in a dilemma.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered a treasured possession.
Without making a sound, he slowly pulled a rope from his sleeve.
The rope was neither gold nor jade, neither wood nor stone; it was radiant with light and color, with rainbows flowing slowly within it, exuding an ethereal aura.
This item is the Rainbow Rope, a precious treasure that Guanyin Bodhisattva specially borrowed from Samantabhadra Bodhisattva when she sent him to guard Sha Wujing.
This rope is formed from the primordial rainbow, transcending the Five Elements and not bound by Yin and Yang, possessing the supreme power to bind gods and immortals.
It specifically locks away a cultivator's magical power; the more they struggle, the tighter the bindings become. Below the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, almost no one can break free.
Just now, Mucha was so overwhelmed by the image of Guanyin that he almost forgot about this magical treasure.
With the magic weapon in hand, he felt much more at ease and thought to himself: No matter how cunning you are, you can't escape my Rainbow Rope today!
Without saying much, he simply tossed the Rainbow Cable into the air.
The rope flew out of his hand and instantly transformed into a long, colorful rainbow, twisting and turning like a dragon, heading straight for Li Fa.
Li Fa was smug, secretly pleased to see that Mu Cha was completely out of control.
He originally thought the battle was a foregone conclusion, and that he could escape unscathed once Moksha retreated.
The rainbow appeared abruptly; before he could react, he felt a tightness all over his body—
The rainbow rope bound him tightly.
Li Fa was terrified and hurriedly used his magic to struggle.
It would have been better if he hadn't exerted any force; the moment he did, the rope tightened even more, digging right into his flesh and making his bones creak.
He looked down and saw that the rope seemed both real and illusory, with iridescent light flowing around it. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free even a fraction of an inch.
An indestructible body?
Useless.
The rope didn't harm his skin or flesh at all; it merely locked his magical power, rendering it completely useless.
The thousand-armed Buddha statue behind him, having lost its magical support, instantly crumbled and disintegrated into a sky full of blue light, vanishing without a trace.
"this……"
Li Fa stood there dumbfounded, realizing something was wrong.
He was, after all, a time traveler, and had only heard of the power of these magical treasures in the Investiture of the Gods, never having experienced them firsthand.
Now that I have personally experienced the effects of the Rainbow Rope, I understand what it means that "those below the Great Luo Golden Immortal level find it difficult to break free."
Seeing that he had been captured, Mucha felt a surge of pride and a smile appeared on his face. He strode forward, looked Li Fa up and down, and sneered, "Indestructible body? Not bad."
Unfortunately, my magic weapon won't harm your physical body, but it will lock away your magical power.
No matter how strong your physical body is, without magical power you will find it difficult to break free, let alone escape this rainbow rope.
Li Fa was annoyed by his words.
He was so focused on teasing Muzha that he forgot that this fellow was also a character in the Investiture of the Gods, and how could he not have a few hidden treasures?
I was careless, I was careless.
Mokcha didn't say much to him, but simply raised his hand and summoned two Yellow Turban warriors.
The two strongmen were over 12 feet tall, with broad shoulders and thick waists, covered in golden armor, and expressionless, standing there like two iron towers.
Moksha instructed, "Remove his weapons, tie him up, and bring him back to Mount Putuo with me to be handed over to the Bodhisattva for judgment."
Two strongmen bowed and accepted the order, then stepped forward to take away Li Fa's Hunyuan Spear.
Li Fa was extremely anxious.
Although the Hunyuan Spear is only an acquired spiritual treasure, it can be upgraded. Now that it has been taken away, isn't it like losing an arm?
But at this moment, he was bound by the Rainbow Rope, his magic power was sealed, and he could not move. He could only watch helplessly as the Hunyuan Spear was taken away by the strongman.
Seeing that the situation was settled, Moksha turned to Sha Wujing, who was standing there dumbfounded.
Sha Wujing was dumbfounded from beginning to end.
First, this fake Tang Sanzang used martial arts to fight against Moksha, then used his indestructible body to withstand a sword strike from him, then used his wood-escape-to-Buddha transformation to break the earth-escape-to-cage, and even went so far as to use magic to simulate the image of Guanyin.
He thought the battle of wits would last a long time, but in the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, and the fake Tang Sanzang was tied up tightly with a rope.
This series of twists and turns left him completely bewildered.
Moksha walked up to Sha Wujing and said, "Sha Wujing, the Bodhisattva originally ordered me to guard this place so that you would wait for the pilgrim. Now..."
He paused, glanced at Li Fa, and said, "Although some changes have occurred, the Bodhisattva's command cannot be disobeyed."
"I must now escort this fellow back to the mountain to report. You shall wait here. When the pilgrim arrives, you shall immediately convert to Buddhism, ferry him across the river, and follow him westward."
After saying that, he took out a purple-gold gourd from his bosom and handed it to Sha Wujing.
He instructed, "When the pilgrims arrive, simply arrange the nine skulls around your neck in a nine-square grid, place the red gourd in the center, and it will transform into a magic boat to ferry them across the Flowing Sand River."
Upon hearing this, Sha Wujing paused for a moment, took the gourd, and put his hands together, saying, "I will obey the instructions of the Pilgrim."
Moksha nodded and then instructed his henchmen, "Take it and head straight to Mount Putuo!"
The Yellow Turban Warriors nodded, and the group rode away on the clouds.