My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 172 Weiyang General Temple (Two in One)

On the dark bottom of the sea, a group of colorful sea fish swam with their tails, burrowed into the aquatic plants, played around for a while, and closed their eyes to rest.

Suddenly, an invisible and strange aura rolled over the seaweed, startling the school of fish and breaking the silence of the seabed.

When the frightened sea fish carefully exposed its head from the crevices of the rocks and bushes where it was hiding, its eyes rolled and turned, and seeing that there was no abnormal phenomenon on the bottom of the sea, after blinking a few times, it spit out bubbles and regrouped.

Not long after the bottom of the sea returned to calm, a slender black dragon plummeted to the ground, and the entrained wind and clouds stirred up the sea water, causing the reef and seaweed to be in a mess.

The school of fish that didn't have time to escape was directly sucked into the vortex, smashed into blood foam, and the sea was colored with blood.

"Damn you little thief, you belong to the mouse, you can escape like this!"

The ink dragon glanced left and right with bulging eyeballs, knowing that he was one step too late, he immediately roared ferociously, flicked the dragon's tail, the bottom of the sea seemed like a volcano erupted, the reefs burst, and the raging water waves pressed down in all directions.

Venting his anger, Mo Long looked up at the bright moon that was gradually setting in the night sky, and snorted coldly: "It will be dawn soon, let's see how long you can run!"

As he said that, the mirage in Mo Long's pupils flickered a few times, and after searching for the faintly visible aura that was fleeing at high speed, he swung his body and turned into a black shadow across the seabed, chasing after him again.

"Okay, it's almost dawn."

Jiang Yuan, who was running away sullenly, suddenly felt dryness and heat in his body, and immediately yelled that it was not good, and hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, a faint light gradually emerged above the dark sea water.

However, after Jiang Yuan used the ghost pill to transform into a ghost with a clear spirit, the cold mist lingering around his body merged strangely with the mist in the mirage.

He was ecstatic just now, thinking that he had found a way to escape, but after the fusion of the two, not only would he still be unable to escape, but he would also be connected to the mirage.

It's like, his three-foot villain has turned into an elf in the mirage.

The only gain is to be able to drive this cloud of mirage.

From ecstasy to disappointment, to a glimmer of hope, before Jiang Yuan calmed down, he felt the mirage moving, and the mist inside was jumping happily, like a cub welcoming its mother.

Jiang Yuan immediately understood that the little mirage dragon had returned, and decisively drove the mirage to escape.

With the help of the mirage's induction to the little mirage dragon, Jiang Yuan can always speed up with all his strength when the little mirage dragon is about to catch up, and escape narrowly.

However, he could detect the little mirage dragon, and the evil dragon could also sense the mirage, and even once the two sides were close enough, the little mirage dragon could also manipulate the mirage. This happened once, and almost left Jiang Yuan behind.

Just chasing and fleeing, the whole night passed, and the fatal crisis came again——

After daybreak, the ghost pill fails, and Jiang Yuan will return to his human body, losing control of the mirage!

"How to do?"

Through the mirage, Jiang Yuan could feel that the little mirage dragon was approaching very fast, and his heart was burning with anxiety.

"Ah-"

Suddenly, Wuqian hissed, reminding Jiang Yuan to look ahead.

In the mirage hurricane at the bottom of the sea, a three-foot small man connected with the mirage looked up and saw an endless coast in front of him.

"Land. Proud country?"

A flash of light flashed in Jiang Yuan's mind, and he didn't have time to think about the plan. Following his thoughts, the smoky mirage floated out from the bottom of the sea.

"hiss!"

The Qingling ghost transformed by Jiang Yuan trembled all over, and the scorching tingling sensation hit, making Jiang Yuan gasp involuntarily.

On the gloomy sea, patches of faint whiteness are faintly emerging from the distant sky.

Resisting the burning pain, he glanced at the coast in front of him and hurriedly chose a direction, and the smoky mirage swept across the sea and quickly floated towards the land.

The sea surface in the distance behind exploded with a bang, and the angry little mirage dragon jumped into the water waves, staring and roaring: "Little thief, do you think you can survive when you land on the shore? Dreaming!"

In fact, at this time, the eighth son of the Dragon King of Jinghe was also unable to get off the tiger.

He must not let Jiang Yuan escape smoothly, and then go to Shizhou Sandao to sue!
"Damn it, what kind of supernatural power is that? You obviously don't have the fruit of ghosts and immortals, so why can you turn into a ghost with a clear spirit?"

The little mirage dragon cursed bitterly.

The essence of the mirage is the power of the soul, because he is young and his cultivation is not yet deep, but the mirage cannot trap the ghosts and immortals who have cultivated to the Yin God.

Because to Yinshen, the mirage is like an ordinary mist, and after a little adaptation, he can get out.

Before taking action against Jiang Yuan, the little mirage dragon weighed it for a while, and after confirming that Jiang Yuan had just been forged into an immortal foundation, and had not achieved the fruit of ghost cultivation, he decided to vent his hatred.

But he didn't expect Jiang Yuan to have such a strange supernatural power, and he suddenly fell into an embarrassing situation.

"This person definitely wants to escape into a densely populated town, let me cast a trap, and I will never let him do so!"

Hum Chi, the little mirage spewed fire from its mouth and nose, then grinned and roared, shook its head and swayed up to the sky, summoned clouds to cover its body, and chased after the far away mirage.

"Hey woo woo—"

Jiang Yuan, who rushed to the coast, just passed a fishing village when he heard the crowing of cocks in the village, and the burning sensation on his body became hotter and hotter.

"Persevere, must persevere!"

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Yuan rushed into the wilderness with the mirage, he didn't have time to identify where there were big towns, he just ran desperately following the light in his heart.

Suddenly, the mirage trembled, and Jiang Yuan felt a slight delay in his manipulation of the mirage.

"The dragon is catching up!"

Then I saw a cloud group passing across the dim sky, coming at a very fast speed, and there was a dragon shadow twisting in the cloud group.

To make matters worse, the burning on Jiang Yuan's body reached a critical point, not only the scalding stinging pain, but also his incarnation of the Qingling Ghost began to show signs of disintegration.

"Is it really going to fall short?!" Jiang Yuan roared unwillingly.

In desperation, he suddenly sensed a strong scent of incense, Jiang Yuan rushed to that place instinctively without even thinking about it.

A trace of blush overflowed from the distant sky, and the vast solar energy swayed in all directions, and the sun receded.

Pfft, the three-foot mist-shaped villain disintegrated and turned into a cold mist, and Jiang Yuan, who was dressed in ocher-yellow cassock, emerged from the cold mist in embarrassment.

clang!
The loud bell rang, and the gate of a solemn temple was slowly pushed open.

Two servants with brooms stepped out of the threshold and were about to sweep the stone path in front of the door. One of the younger servants suddenly shivered and couldn't help shouting to his companion:
"Xiao Liang, do you feel a strange wind?"

The companion looked at the servant who was talking, rolled his eyes and said, "You want to play tricks on me again?"

The young servant hurriedly said: "No, I really feel a strange breath, look, my hairs are standing on end."

The companion pointed at the temple behind him disdainfully, and sneered, "General Wei Yang is here, why Fang Xie Chong dares to come here to make trouble, don't you make up something better?"

The young servant glared at his companion, shook his head, and said angrily, "Okay, okay, I lied, sweep the floor quickly."

Da da da, several embroidered knights came on horseback.

The two servants looked up, and immediately stepped forward to greet them respectfully: "My lord!"

Then the knight pulled the reins first, and the steed under his seat neighed with hooves, and stopped in front of the temple door. After looking at the temple, he leaned forward and asked, "How is the incense?"

The servant quickly replied: "The name of the Great General is now well known to everyone. Yesterday, there were believers from neighboring counties traveling thousands of miles away to admire his name."

The knight nodded in satisfaction, and threw out a handful of copper coins: "Very good, you all have merit."

"Thank you sir for the reward!" The servant happily took the reward.

"You guys wait here, I'll go in and burn some incense."

The knight turned around and ordered his followers, got off his horse, and walked towards the temple.

Miao Zhu, who had already heard the movement, led a group of stewards to the courtyard, saluted the knight in unison and said, "Meet Song Tiqi!"

"Don't worry about me, and prepare to welcome the believers and pilgrims, and manage the temple well."

Song Tiqi waved his hand to disperse the crowd, and walked straight to the incense hall with the sword on his waist.

"is her?"

Under the eaves in the corner of the courtyard, in the mirage that no one saw, Jiang Yuan looked at Song Tiqi with surprise.

"Do you know my sister?"

The one who spoke was an erratic figure shrouded in a cloud of fragrance.

"Is she the general's sister?"

Jiang Yuan turned his head and looked over in an instant, with even more surprise on his face.

The figure under Xiangyun was dressed in a fine attire, wearing a high crown, young and handsome, with three eye-catching black moles on the corner of the right eyebrow, fair and flawless skin and transparent body, it looked like a ball of porcelain light.

Jiang Yuan's eyes stayed on the three moles and his fair skin for a moment, and asked tentatively, "The general's common name is Song Hui?"

Xiang Yun's figure looked at Jiang Yuan in amazement: "My name in life was indeed Song Hui. However, it's interesting that you know my sister but don't know me."

Jiang Yuan almost blurted out to ask, "Did you die in Luoye Ridge and be eaten by the Ujin Demon King?"

Although he didn't say anything, Jiang Yuan sighed in his heart that the world is wonderful.

In the beginning, Jiang Yuan went to Aolai country to inquire about the news in order to find Jiusuihe. He heard that there was a Changchun Immortal in Yingxian Temple, who was a true immortal, so he went to visit.

It turned out that Changchun Immortal was a demon who colluded with the demon king of Luoye Ridge, and the cellar of Yingxian Temple was filled with corpses.

The one who uncovered this truth was a subordinate of Aolai Kingdom's executive Jinwu, a female Tiqi nicknamed "Her Yaksha" named Song Qihong.

And Song Qihong was looking for her younger brother, Song Hui, who was missing in Yingxian Temple.

After that, with the full efforts of this heroine who cared about her younger brother's safety, there was a battle where the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea led the sailors to attack Luoye Ridge.

Taking advantage of the war, Jiang Yuan sneaked into Luoyeling Demon Mansion, found Jiusuihe, and then threw it into Fang Ding, and got Qilin Pill and Qilin Formation.

Unexpectedly, the "Song Hui" who could be called the fuse of the incident has now become a god.

"General Wei Yang", this is Song Hui's divine title, and this temple is his temple.

Just now, before Jiang Yuan recovered his body, he used his last remaining strength to roll the mirage into the temple.

Others couldn't see the mirage, but the temple master clearly sensed the outsider.

I thought it was some kind of mountain ghost, so I wanted to order my ghost messengers and ghost judges to send it away, but when my divine sense swept over it, I was startled from the seat of God, and appeared in person.

When Song Qihong entered the temple, Jiang Yuan and the general had just met each other.

"Actually, I only met Song Tiqi once."

After Jiang Yuan organized his speech, he replied: "I went to the Yingxian Temple when I was searching for immortals, and I happened to encounter Song Tiqi's plan to break the monster's conspiracy. After that, I went to sea."

"That's why, I don't want you and I still have this karma."

General Wei Yang obviously didn't want to talk about his tragic death experience. After nodding his head, he pointed to the mirage that trapped Jiang Yuan, and changed the subject: "Your Excellency, are you in trouble?"

Jiang Yuan immediately asked expectantly: "Maybe the general undo this mirage and help me escape?"

General Wei Yang pondered for a while, with divine light in his eyes, he looked at the mirage carefully, and after a while, he raised his hand and waved a piece of incense to test it.

Hum, as soon as the smoky mirage touched the incense, it immediately became turbulent, and Jiang Yuan inside only felt his vision blurred, and then he was engulfed by the thick mist.

"General?" Jiang Yuan exclaimed.

After a few breaths, the fog dissipated, and General Wei Yang's porcelain-like body appeared before him again, then he shook his head helplessly and said, "Sorry, I can't break this mirage either."

After thinking for a while, the god said again: "However, this mirage is transformed by the power of the soul. In my opinion, there should be two ways to break it."

"General, please advise!" Jiang Yuan immediately bowed his hands.

"The first is to remove the owner of the mirage. Without its source, the mirage will dissipate. The second is to refine it from within."

After General Wei Yang finished speaking, Jiang Yuan directly asked the second method: "I don't know, how can I refine it?"

"To refine the power of the soul, either use the corresponding spells, or use the Yin God." General Wei Yang said leisurely.

"Yin God."

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, did he want to force a breakthrough?

Ever since he had an epiphany when he had a conversation with Da Ao Shenjun in Taoxian Manor a month ago, Jiang Yuan's Yin God was ready to come out, as long as he wanted to, he could retreat out of Yin God.

However, he was worried about the problem of inconsistency between spirit and body, so he was not in a hurry to make a breakthrough. He planned to wait until he learned about Haizhongzhou in the past two months and went to Fangcun Mountain before making any plans.

Is it worth taking the risk to break through at this time?
"Roar!"

Jiang Yuan hesitated, and a dragon chant came down from the sky, shaking the temple tiles and shaking the window sill.

"What's happening, thunder?"

When the little mirage dragon cast the spell, ordinary people couldn't hear the dragon's chant, only heard a rumble, and saw the house trembling, hurriedly hugged their heads and screamed, and ran desperately to the outside of the temple.

Song Qihong, who was adding incense to her younger brother's statue, saw the incense burner shaking in front of her, hurried to help it, and turned her head to call for someone to deal with it, but saw that Miao Zhu had already run out in a hurry.

Song Qihong burst into anger, stabilized the incense burner, and after confirming that the statue was safe, she ran to the yard with her sword in her hand, raised her head and said angrily, "It's sunny, where is the thunder coming from?"

"elder sister!"

General Wei Yang exclaimed and waved his hands quickly.

A misty cloud of incense and incense rose from the temple immediately, turning into a red light invisible to mortals, covering the entire temple, and the earth-shattering dragon chant was instantly inaudible.

Song Qihong didn't notice anything unusual, and immediately rushed outside the temple, angrily yelling at the crowd: "As temple congratulators, you actually disregard the gods, it's simply negligent of your duty."

Everyone knew the woman's nickname, so they dared not to talk back and hurriedly begged for mercy.

When there was a commotion below, no one saw it, and a group of misty clouds shrouded the sky above the temple.

Molong with protruding eyes poked his head out of the clouds, grinned bloody mouth, and said in a thunderous voice:

"Little god below, I am the prince of the Dragon Clan. I have come to arrest the villain. Don't cover up, so as not to tarnish the name of the god!"

　In the past few days after the new year, I was busy looking for a house to move, and there were few updates.

　　However, the subscription is almost [-], and when it is stable, it will be updated.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)