My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 175
It was night, at the back house of General Wei Yang's temple.

Under the moonlight, a mirage like smoke and mist sat inside a ocher-yellow figure with a majestic strange beast lying down.

The incense-filled white porcelain divine body, surrounded by several ghost messengers and ghost judges who appeared at night, stood in the courtyard and stared nervously at the figure in the mirage.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan was about to enter meditation, General Wei Yang couldn't help but said:

"It's a big deal to condense the Dao fruit. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid it's a wrong way. Why don't you prepare for another day, Fellow Daoist Jiang? This is only the first day, and there are still two days left."

Jiang Yuan, who was inside the mirage, looked at the god and shook his head slightly, "The night is long and full of dreams, I am afraid that the evil dragon will come back to his senses and repent."

Now Jiang Yuan understood that Jinghe Dragon King's family probably didn't have many normal temperaments.

Not to mention that hundreds of years later, the Jinghe Dragon King dared to count the rain in the heavenly court, and the little dragon dared to occupy the Heishuihe Mansion by force and eat Tang monk meat.

Just looking at this little mirage dragon, Jiang Yuan just violated the will of the Jinghe Dragon Mansion, and their failure to seize the throne of Jidu was also due to the Lord of Mount Tai, not Jiang Yuan.

Even if Jiang Yuan obeyed them, they would definitely not be able to succeed that day with Lord Taishan present.

But just like that, this little dragon dared to take revenge on Jiang Yuan at the risk of offending Shizhou and Sandao.

Perhaps, they dared not speak out against the Lord Taishan, so they blamed Jiang Yuan for their failure that day.

So, this family is not normal.

A dragon king, doesn't he know the rules of heaven?Even if a dragon son is down and out, doesn't he know the important things of learning from the scriptures?
And this little mirage dragon, just for one breath, made it into the current situation.

It can only be said that the so-called catastrophe is all due to the insufficiency of nature.

"But this catastrophe is your Mirage Dragon's catastrophe, not me, Jiang Yuan!"

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, nodded to the god outside the mirage, closed his eyes slightly, and settled down.

"Ice cold through the ages, everything is quiet"

The meditative formula flows in the heart, and the resentment accumulated in the heart gradually dissipates, and the heart is like a quiet lake.

A dancing golden-armored monkey shadow emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was the immortal practice that Sun Wukong had demonstrated with monkey hair. Jiang Yuan observed and understood it.

I don't know how long it took, a mysterious charm lingered in Jiang Yuan's heart.

Then, Jiang Yuan was not in a hurry, just like flowers blooming and falling, spring and autumn come and go, he naturally used the ghost and immortal method of "Xuanyin Cave Weijing".

Seeing the moonlight coming, it was supposed to fall towards Jiang Yuan, but it was blocked by the mirage. With the operation of Jiang Yuan's method, the sun continued to pour down, and soon the mirage was infected with fluorescent light.

Without the nourishment of the sun, the circulation of the method of "Xuanyin Cave Micro-Jing" became sluggish, and Jiang Yuan frowned subconsciously.

Fortunately, at this time, the laurel branch above the head glowed with a cool luster, and the yin energy contained in it poured in. Jiang Yuan stretched his brows and smiled.

Before he knew it, Jiang Yuan forgot about mirages, evil dragons, temple gods, ten continents and three islands in the sea, and even Journey to the West, and finally, he forgot himself.

"I'm Jiang Benchu ​​from Dongyu Township, or Jiang Yuan the traveler."

Jiang Yuan only felt that he had turned into a cloud of light mist, ignorant and erratic.

Suddenly, a ray of cold light descended from the sky, piercing into the cloud of mist, Jiang Yuan "raised his head" in a trance, and saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Phew, a gust of wind surged under him, the wind was soft and nimble, and it carried his cloud of mist and flew towards the bright moon.

"It's so cold."

Floating before the bright moon, a gust of cold hit, Jiang Yuan shivered, and suddenly woke up——

"I'm practicing Ghost Immortal!"

However, when he woke up, the bright moon suddenly began to tremble, like a broken mirror, with cracks appearing.

Between the cracks, a strange yet familiar face emerged. It was a young man with good looks, but with swollen eyes, listless eyes, and a decadent spirit.

"That's me from my previous life?!"

Jiang Yuan's heart flashed, and suddenly, not only the bright moon was shattering, but even his mist began to turmoil, showing signs of disintegration.

"No, I'm going to fail!" "What should I do?"

The two thoughts flashed out almost at the same time, and the mist that Jiang Yuan transformed became more and more turbulent.

Suddenly, blessed to the soul, Jiang Yuan's mind emerged a meditation formula:

"Ice and cold through the ages. If there is more than one phase, there will be no surprises. No abandonment, no abandonment, no action, no self"

Huang Zhong and Da Lu's voice swept past, sweeping away the dust on Jiang Yuan's mind.

The mist and the bright moon all stopped the disintegration and remained in a state of being about to disperse, about to be broken.

"If you don't come out at this time, when will you wait!"

A flash of spiritual light flashed, Jiang Yuan jumped forward without any hesitation.

The breeze picked up again, carrying the drifting mist and puffing into the bright moon.

An ethereal figure appeared in the bright moon, but that figure, for a while, was a clean young man with a flawless face and a stalwart figure, and for a while, a decadent young man with a good appearance and a sluggish spirit, changing indefinitely.

"No give up, no abandonment, no action, no self"

The previous accident had already prepared Jiang Yuan mentally, so he decided to recite the meditation formula again at this time.

Wow, the bright moon shines, and that ethereal figure raised its head and screamed, then flew away in the bright moonlight, turning into a flying fairy.

The Feixian rushed straight to Qingming, and bumped into a huge gate that spanned the sky and the earth. With a bang, the gate broke open, and Feixian's figure drifted away.

"Congratulations, fellow daoist, for coming out of the yin god today, and the dao has come true!"

General Wei Yang's congratulatory sound came from his ear, Jiang Yuan instinctively turned his head, and with this movement, his body seemed to lose weight, and suddenly floated away.

Before he could see the speaker clearly, his eyes flickered, and the mirage and mist surged to engulf him, and there was a faint dragon shadow swimming in the mist.

That dragon shadow is the primordial spirit of the little mirage dragon, and only Yinshen Fang can perceive it.

"This is a mirage!"

Jiang Yuan was stunned, and immediately lowered his head to look at himself, and saw that he was a transparent little man at this time.

Compared with the spirit-clear ghost he transformed with the ghost pill, there is less of the lingering cold mist, but more spirit and purity.

"It's done!"

Ecstasy welled up in his heart, and Jiang Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha"

An invisible and qualityless mighty force descended from the sky, drowning the laughing villain, and continued downward until it blasted into the ocher body sitting upright with closed eyes, like a stone sculpture.

The next second, the body opened its eyes.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yuan didn't notice that mighty power, only felt that he was smiling and returned to the body suddenly.

Beyond the mirage, the ghost judge next to General Wei Yang suddenly showed envious eyes, and sighed in a low voice: "Should I live longer."

It was Jiang Yuan's momentary change in the expansion of life breath, which was caught by this ghost sentence.

"Welcome Immortal!"

After sighing, the ghost judge and ghost messenger bowed deeply to Jiang Yuan who was in the mirage, and respectfully congratulated him.

Jiang Yuan was startled awake, and just about to turn his head to look, he was thrown down by Wuqian.

The gray donkey screamed excitedly, hit Jiang Yuan with its head, bit its teeth, and even stuck out its tongue to lick it.

"Okay, okay, you're a donkey, not a dog."

Jiang Yuan pushed away the mount in disdain, but the smile on his face never disappeared. After comforting the excited Wuqian, Jiang Yuan stood up and saluted the ghost outside the mirage: "You are welcome."

"Fellow Daoist, no, the Immortal really deserves to be a distinguished visitor from the Ten Continents and Three Islands. If you call him a Ghost Immortal, you will become a Ghost Immortal. Let us respect you!"

General Wei Yang cupped his hands and opened his mouth, his face full of admiration.

"The general's reputation is too high. Also, he's just a ghost, so what kind of 'immortal'." Jiang Yuan waved his hands to express his humility.

Calming down from the joy, recalling the thrill of almost failing just now, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but secretly thought, it seems that the hidden danger of inconsistency between spirit and body will indeed become a trouble on the way of cultivation.

Thanks to the meditation formula, at the critical moment, it helped him resist the confusion.

Precious light technique, meditation formula is such a mysterious technique, I am afraid that it has a long history, when I return to Nanzhan Buzhou, maybe I should go to the place where the golden hairy mouse got the law, and take a look.

But the most urgent task is to solve this damn mirage!

As for the method of refining the mirage, he discussed it with General Wei Yang during the day.

"Let's try first."

Jiang Yuan pondered for a while, and began to take the initiative to express his Yin spirit for the first time.

With a calm mind and an inner mind, the dense innate vitality in the body suddenly turned into a breeze and slowly floated up. With a movement of Jiang Yuan's mind, he flew up to the gate of heaven with this breeze.

Phew, an erratic three-foot pocket-sized figure jumped out of Jiang Yuan Tianling.

Before Jiang Yuan could comprehend the world, the mirage surged in and turned into mist to engulf him.

Jiang Yuan's Yin God floated in the air without moving, and he used all his spiritual thoughts to search for the dragon shadow in the mist, that is, the Yuanling of the little mirage dragon.

"Ow—"

A dragon chant flashed by, and the dragon's shadow swayed in the mist.

"Got you!"

Jiang Yuan was overjoyed, Yinshen moved in response to the sound, and the little man rushed towards Longying.

Pfft, the mist shook, and Jiang Yuan rushed to nothing.

"No hurry, come again."

Jiang Yuan was not discouraged, and waited quietly.

Soon, the dragon shadow reappeared, and the Yin God moved in an instant. The dragon shadow sensed the crisis and fled immediately.

After chasing and fleeing, the mirage surged violently, until the villain grabbed the tail of the dragon shadow, and then climbed up the body of the dragon little by little while the dragon shadow struggled and swayed, and was almost thrown off several times during the period.

Finally, the villain climbed onto Longying's forehead with difficulty, and his eyes fell on Longying's eyes.

"Roar!"

Long Ying let out a desperate roar, and the mirage became more and more frenzied, but the villain was not affected at all. He grabbed the dragon's horn with one hand, and put his hand into Long Ying's eye socket, and then pulled it hard.

"Ugh-"

Long Ying screamed, and a misty eyeball fell into the hands of the villain, and then the villain kept moving.

boom!
When Long Ying's two eyeballs were pulled out, the entire cloud of mirage disintegrated instantly.

And that villain, with a sway of his body, fled back directly into his body.

"Ugh!"

Jiang Yuan Yinshen returned, opened his eyes, and Wuqian let out a roar of excitement, stamped his hooves, soared into the sky, and ran wildly over the temple.

The joy of regaining freedom made Jiang Yuan couldn't help but want to swim against the wind.

"Congratulations to the immortal for getting out of the cage!"

General Wei Yang led the ghosts to congratulate him in unison.

"Hahaha, thanks to the general for pointing it out."

Jiang Yuan smiled from ear to ear.

At the same time, Jiang Yuan escaped from the mirage and regained his connection with heaven and earth. Jiang Yuan finally realized the magic of ghosts and immortals.

In a word: "Qing Ling!"

The sky and the earth are clear, as if nothing can stop Jiang Yuan's gaze, he can look up at the sky, and when he bends down, he can see the underworld.

Everything is agile, the wind, the aura, and even the moonlight, are like tamed pets, coming as soon as they are called.

This is the outside, while the inside is the cleanliness of the body and spirit.

When Jiang Yuan went there, the innate vitality in his body rose up automatically without his manipulation, connecting with the heaven and the earth, making him feel as if he was floating in the sky, as if he would fly away as soon as he lifted his foot.

"Wonderful."

Jiang Yuan's eyes were full of intoxication.

However, his good mood was quickly shattered by an exasperated voice.

"Damn it, how dare you play tricks on the prince!"

A group of turbulent clouds galloped from the distant mountains, and the roar in the clouds shook the sky.

When Jiang Yuan broke the mirage, the little mirage dragon noticed it, at first he thought it was General Wei Yang's work, but he released his divine sense to investigate, he was startled and angry at once.

The shock was that Jiang Yuan had become a ghost fairy just like that, and the anger was that he knew that he had been tricked into delaying the attack.

This Jinghe dragon son is young, not only impulsive, but also not high in cultivation. The mirage can only suppress the monks below the level of ghosts and immortals. It is not so easy to deal with ghosts and immortals.

"Can't wait!"

The little mirage dragon was too lazy to care about any agreement, and acted decisively.

One was worried that after Jiang Yuan stabilized his cultivation, his mirage would no longer be able to restrain Jiang Yuan.

The second is the same thinking as Jiang Yuan, that is, worrying about long nights and many dreams.

For example, after Jiang Yuan learned the Tengyun method, he ran away at that time, or in the past two days, he had a ghost to sue.

The little mirage dragon came here in anger, just when it saw Wuqian running wildly above the temple, it recognized Jiang Yuan's mount, without even thinking about it, the dragon's tail swung out from the cloud, and drew towards Wuqian directly.

Wuqian has also been aggrieved these past few days. He hates the dragon very much, and has a temper like a donkey. He doesn't care whether he is an opponent or not. Facing the surging dragon's tail, he stepped on the air and rushed towards it wrapped in clouds.

"Five thousand!"

Jiang Yuan below exclaimed, the ocher-yellow cassock flashed red, Fang Ding raised up, the water diversion fork fell into his hand, and rose against the wind at the same time.

Although he was in a hurry to save his mount, when the wind blew up from under his feet, Jiang Yuan still noticed something different from the past.

The wind was more agile and changed according to his will, and because of his clean body, his flying speed was fully doubled.

With the gust of wind, Jiang Yuan appeared in the air, catching Wuqian who was blown away by the dragon's tail.

"Uh--"

The gray donkey, which had become a strange beast, was not injured, but was a little dizzy. After barking a few times, it shook its head and recovered.

Jiang Yuan felt relieved, then raised his head to look at the clouds above his head, and said angrily: "Three days have not come yet, you want to go back on your word?"

The little mirage dragon poked its head out from the cloud, with its mirage pupils bulging, it glared at Jiang Yuan bitterly: "How dare you plot against the prince!"

The dragon's head was as big as Jiang Yuan's entire body, and when it came close, it was full of pressure.

But Jiang Yuan didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, instead, he recalled the aggrieved earlier, and wanted to cut off the dragon's head.

Tightening the cold fork in his hand, Jiang Yuan stared at the pair of mirage pupils, ignoring the words of the evil dragon, and said again: "Three days have not come yet, you want to go back on your word?"

"Bastard!"

The little mirage became furious, opened its mouth suddenly and sprayed, and saw the surging mirage flooding towards Jiang Yuan like a tide.

Unfortunately, the moment he opened his mouth, Jiang Yuan, who was always vigilant, flew back.

Hoo hoo hoo, the smoky mirage chasing Jiang Yuan, leaving a haze in the air, the ghost messengers and ghost judges who were watching the battle situation below, looking at the haze, their eyes became confused.

"wake up!"

General Wei Yang found out that his subordinate was abnormal, so he summoned incense and fire and drank violently to wake him up.

"Thank you, General."

The ghost quickly lowered his head.

General Wei Yang glanced at the battle situation above with a serious look, then turned to the distance, gritted his teeth, and whispered to the messenger:
"I'm afraid there will be a big battle tonight in less than three days! There are mortals watching over there, you go to remind, that's all, and go to protect."

The ghost messenger took the lead, quickly glanced at the sky, waved out a green lantern, and left in a flash.

On a mound several miles away, a group of soldiers and horses looked at the temple in the distance, and Song Qihong was in the lead.

At this time, the heroine, together with all the soldiers, swallowed their saliva together, and stammered in horror:

"Then, is that a dragon?!"

Because it was late at night, the little mirage dragon did not hide its figure.

"Could it be that the dragon was responsible for the daytime vision? How did my brother provoke such a formidable enemy?"

Song Qihong stared at the slender Molong haunting the clouds, worried.

"Is the person who confronted the dragon an immortal?"

The sky was dark and the distance was far away. Only then did everyone see Jiang Yuan, and they were shocked again.

Song Qihong immediately widened her eyes, full of anticipation: Is it the immortal who came to help my brother?

Suddenly, a green lantern flashed on the hill, and the ghost messenger stood under the green light and said loudly: "There will be a big battle ahead, and you mortals, please stay away."

Everyone was startled, and out of instinctive fear of ghosts, they wanted to escape, but Song Qihong strode forward and said eagerly: "But General Wei Yang ordered you to come, is he alright?"

Roar!
Before the ghost messenger could reply, a roar came rolling in and spread across several miles to this place, still shaking people off their feet.

"what happened?"

Song Qihong covered her ears and looked towards the temple in panic, her face turned pale, but above the temple, a battle between immortals and dragons had begun.

A moment ago, Jiang Yuan backed away a hundred feet away, and just now he got rid of the mirage, then raised the water diversion fork, and coldly shouted for the third time: "Three days are not here, you want to go back on your word?"

The little mirage was trembling with dragon spirit, and the murderous aura in his eyes was about to come out, until the anger burned away his reason, he jumped out of the cloud and rushed to Jiang Yuan:
"It was you who plotted against the prince first! Take your life!"

With this movement, the life-and-death battle will begin three days later.

"If that's the case, then come on!"

Jiang Yuan glared angrily, the anger of being spoiled from the feast of the Ten Continents and Three Islands, the hatred of being hunted down for days erupted in an instant.

Jiang Yuan didn't bother to test it out, it was the ultimate move.

Hum, the square tripod above his head trembled, and streamers gushed out from the tripod.

Trinity array!
Fang Ding's streamer fell, submerging Jiang Yuan's body.

A shadow fluttered out, stood in the air, stretched out its hand, and grabbed a long sword with a silver blade and black handle, which was the Cold Spring Sword given by Jishuihe Mansion.

A mighty figure jumped out, carrying the Dragon Palace three-headed fork in his hand, roaring proudly, and the golden glow gushed out all over his body.

In the end, there was a figure with a clear flow of air, holding a talisman in his hand, ready to go.

"what?!"

As soon as the little mirage dragon rushed to the front, it was startled by the scene in front of it.

However, he was shocked, and Jiang Yuan seized the opportunity decisively.

Seeing the tortoise's body in the clear air flow, he pinched up the talisman and shouted loudly: "I invite Xun Erlang in the cloud, and the wind is whistling to follow my law!"

As soon as the body of Youying Guidan slowed down, it turned into a ghost with a clear spirit under the moon, and escaped into the void without a sound.

Qilin's body straightened up the water fork, and rushed straight up:

"Dragon, today I will let your blood splatter on the spot!"

　Regarding the plot, this is the end of this volume, and the next volume is to go to Fangcun Mountain, and more characters from Journey to the West will appear at that time.

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