What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 438 The Female Kingdom of Xiliang
Jiang Qi stood by a small river and watched the river flow quietly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just an ordinary river.

But in Jiang Qi's eyes, the river was filled with the combined energy of yin and yang.

More than that, there is something else deeper down.

"The Qi Machine of the Underworld."

Jiang Qi raised his eyebrows.

The combination of yin and yang leads to pregnancy. After ten months of pregnancy, a child is born.

This is the road of human relations.

But the existence of Zimu River violates this principle to a certain extent.

There is no need to combine yin and yang, or even to distinguish between men and women. As long as you drink the water of this mother river, it will be ready in less than three days.

This can also explain why all female fetuses are born after drinking water.

"After reincarnation, children who die before they are young are really spiritual?"

The Zhuxian Sword bursts with sharpness and cuts through all obstacles.

This can already be called weird.

Reincarnation as a human being is a precious opportunity, but after reincarnation, he dies at a young age, and his resentment is naturally great.

It seems very simple, and the only ones who need to do it seem to be the so-called Ruyi True Immortal and the Scorpion Spirit.

This is a reason.

Zimuhe gave these true spirits a choice.

Jiang Qi rubbed his chin, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"Zheng!!"

Now when you look at this small world of calamity energy, you don't need to test it. You can see a lot of things with just one glance.

Jiang Qi smacked his lips. Different from Jiang Qi who came in before, he is now Taiyi Golden Immortal and has even gone a long way on the road to Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"How should this problem be solved?"

Under the unwilling compromise of Jie Qi Small World, Jiang Qi successfully entered the small world.

Previously, Jiang Qi didn't know much about Zimuhe, but now he took a closer look and solved his previous doubts.

So, where does the true spirit of a fetus conceived through the water of the Mother-child River come from?
Now Jiang Qi has the answer. In the deepest part of the mother-child river, true spirits are floating one after another, each with a trace of resentment?

Jiang Qi murmured to himself.

But, there is a simple and direct way, so why bother yourself?
Open your eyes, and in front of you is the Zimu River, which is the same as the Three Realms.

Jiang Qi shook his head slightly, turned his hands, and a wine glass appeared in his hand.

"It's also a helpless move."

Obviously, this is a medium to enter the small world of tribulation.

As long as someone drinks the river water, he will naturally be reincarnated as a true spirit.

In that wine glass, there is exactly the same water from the Zimu River, but the water in this wine glass carries the aura of calamity traveling to the west.

"Tsk."

Jiang Qi faintly felt a sense of rejection. This small world of tribulation energy did not seem to welcome a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Among the true spirits of fetuses that died in infancy, a considerable part were female fetuses. Some were born with deficiencies, and some could not afford to raise them.

Heaven? No. Hell? nor.

It was still the same "restrictive map" as always. Anyway, Jiang Qi could see the gray-white border as soon as his consciousness swept over it.

Jiang Qi smiled and took a step forward.

"Ah."

Instead of waiting in the underworld, it is better to wait in this mother river.

However, entering the small world of Jie Qi this time was not as smooth as usual.

And the baby born must be a girl.

Another reason is of course that it is human nature for women to conceive and give birth to children. It is obviously the best way to use this mother river as a long-term method to house those true spirits who died in infancy. It is obviously the best way to arrange them all as female fetuses and pass them down from generation to generation. suitable.

Basically, there are only Zimu River and the Xiliang Women's Kingdom.

In fact, there is another way that requires a little more effort. With the human way that Jiang Qi is currently cultivating, it is not difficult to converge all the qi and deceive the small world of calamity.

Jiang Qi didn't look much and stepped into it.

A vortex of calamity energy spread slowly.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Qi walked to the Zimu River and poured the water in the wine glass into the river.

When a fetus is born, it must undergo reincarnation. Otherwise, there will be no real spirit in the fetus and it will be born as a stillborn fetus with no body.

But this is just an appearance.

The most difficult thing is the relationship.

A country is made up of makeup, deep-rooted love, willing to assist.

How many people can refuse such a woman?

Although in the end Tang Sanzang left the Daughter Kingdom completely, Jiang Qi wanted him to participate.

Only in this way can we get enough "play parts."

"Forget it, let's take a step and see."

For a moment, Jiang Qi couldn't think of a good way to break the situation. He glanced around, then sat cross-legged by the mother-child river and meditated.

That's it for one night.

In the early morning of the next day, the morning fog was still there and the purple air was rising from the east.

A group of people came from the east.

There is a monk sitting on a tall white horse with three followers.

It was Tang Seng and his party.

Sun Wukong led the way, Zhu Bajie led the horse, and Sha Wujing, who was unknown and carried the luggage.

Tang Sanzang rode his horse and arrived in front of the Zimu River, when he saw his eldest disciple stopped and looked ahead.

He also took a look.

I saw a Taoist priest in red sitting cross-legged on the boulder on the side of the clear river. Only the back of the Taoist man could be seen. His back was as straight as a green pine, half covered by the fog.

He raised his head slightly and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

With each exhalation and inhalation, the cloudy purple air enters from the nose.

What he has is the demeanor of an immortal cultivator and the appearance of a real person.

"Wukong, what is that?"

Tang Sanzang didn't dare to speak loudly, so he just raised his hand lightly to greet his eldest disciple to ask questions.

Sun Wukong turned around, walked to Tang Sanzang, pointed at the red-clothed Taoist, and said with a smile: "Master, look, the man meditating on the stone is not an ordinary person."

"How can ordinary people have the ability to eat the beauty and drink the dew?"

Tang Sanzang nodded in agreement and asked, "Disciple, do you know this master?"

"I don't know."

Sun Wukong shook his head, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "But with that person's ability, if he goes to heaven, he will be like the Immortal, Saint and True King."

"If he were here, he would also be a man of high moral standards."

"Hehe, although he is a little behind Lao Sun, it is still only one step away."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he knew his great disciple's temperament. Being able to say such a comment was already a sign of great recognition.

At this thought, Tang Sanzang got off his horse and said: "Since he is a highly cultivated moral person, we are destined to meet him, so we should pay homage to him."

After that, he walked forward in small steps, about three feet away, and saluted with his hands clasped together.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Tang Sanzang, has seen the real person."

Hearing this, the Taoist in red stood up slowly, turned around, got off the stone platform, came closer and said with a smile: "But in front of Elder Tang who comes from China, Chi County, China?"

"Does the real person know the poor monk?"

Tang Sanzang asked in surprise.

The red-clothed Taoist smiled but did not answer, but said politely: "I am a poor Qi practitioner from Yuquan Mountain, my Taoist name is Mingwei, my common name is Jiang Qi, I have met the elder."

"I've met Taoist Master Mingwei."

Tang Sanzang also returned the courtesy, but before he could say anything, Sun Wukong jumped over.

"Yuquan Mountain? Isn't that where the Yuding Zhenren Taoist Temple is?"

Sun Wukong looked Jiang Qi up and down and wondered: "Could it be that you are the junior brother with the three eyes?"

"Although there are some discrepancies, Pindao does have a close relationship with Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile and saluted: "I have met Sun Dasheng."

"Since he is a familiar acquaintance of Erlang, it's easy to talk about."

Sun Wukong did not delve into it. In his opinion, based on the foundation of Chan's teaching, it is normal for there to be one or two disciples of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm that he has never heard of.

"Brother Jiang, I wonder what you are doing here?"

Sun Wukong chuckled and said: "If you collect purple energy to practice, you can't go anywhere in the world, including mountains and mountains. You won't be in this world anyway, right?"

"You can't hide it from the Great Sage."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile and said: "The good teaching elders and the great sage have learned that the elders of Pindao's family recently made a fortune for Pindao."

"It is said that in the female country of Xiliang behind this river, there is an unfinished destiny from the past. If it is not resolved, the state of mind will be blocked."

"He also said that the method of resolving the problem of poor Taoists should be better than that of Buddhist scripture seekers in the East."

"So, I am waiting here shamelessly. Is it okay to ask the elder to take me with you for a while?"

In fact, Jiang Qi was not lying. He was indeed here for the Buddhist pilgrims. To undo this calamity, it was indeed the Buddhist monks who were here.

"I see."

Tang Sanzang nodded suddenly, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and rubbed the beads in his hands, but looked at his eldest disciple.

Although this monk may be a bit pedantic, he is not a fool after all.

When traveling with Jiang Qi, it still depends on the opinion of the eldest disciple.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said to Jiang Qi: "If you are really a disciple of the Chan Cult and a member of the Yuquan sect, then you and Lao Sun can be considered old, and it is natural for you to travel together." "Buzz!"

Jiang Qi didn't say anything, but the Qi of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong flashed around him.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong no longer had any doubts. He was very familiar with the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques. After all, the fight with the three eyes was quite intense.

This is the best of the pressures of the Yuquan Mountain lineage, and one has to be a direct relative to practice.

Once the Qi of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong is revealed, it works better than anything else.

"In that case, let's go together for a while."

Sun Wukong nodded with a smile and said to Tang Sanzang: "Master, what do you think?"

"It is a humble monk's honor to be able to walk with a Xuanmen Immortal."

When Tang Sanzang saw this, he was completely relieved, and his little wariness completely disappeared.

"Elder please."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile and raised his hand sideways.

Tang Sanzang walked with Jiang Qi, looked at the river in front of him, turned his head and asked: "Wukong, go find a ferry and hire a boat to cross the river."

"Master, the ferry is right ahead."

Sun Wukong pointed not far away, and then sent Sha Wujing to hire a boat.

"Ma'am, are you going with me?"

"Go together."

Sun Wukong watched Jiang Qi and Tang Sanzang follow them towards the ferry, but he grabbed Zhu Bajie's sleeve.

"Idiot, you have been an immortal for longer than Lao Sun, but do you know such a real person Jiang?"

Zhu Bajie shook his head blankly and said nonchalantly: "Brother, if there is such a thing as the Chanjiao, it is not surprising that there are a few geniuses with little reputation in the bag."

"Old Zhu's eyes are not as sharp as those of my elder brother, but I can still see that the Taoist priest has the Qingfu and Qi of Xuanmen, which cannot be faked."

Sun Wukong chuckled, said no more, and got on the boat with Zhu Bajie in a hurry.

There was no boatman on this boat, but a woman in her thirties or forties was on board.

Walking to the middle of the river, Tang Sanzang lowered his head and looked at the water.

Seeing the crystal clear water with gurgling waves, I couldn't help but feel dry. I wanted to ask Bajie to scoop out the water, but after taking a look at Jiang Qi next to me, I rolled up my sleeves, took out the purple gold alms bowl, and scooped out a bowl of water.

"Can real people drink it?"

Tang Sanzang asked Jiang Qi politely.

Jiang Qi closed his eyes and rested his mind. Hearing the words, he shook his head slightly.

Sun Wukong on the side flashed a smirk in his eyes and said nothing.

When Tang Sanzang saw this, he was no longer polite. He held the alms bowl and ate half of it.

Zhu Bajie on the side swallowed his saliva, took the alms bowl enthusiastically, opened his mouth wide and drank it all in one gulp. He felt that it was not enough, so he took another one for himself.

Jiang Qi raised his head and looked at Sun Wukong.

Zhu Bajie is now a demon and has been blinded by his aura, unable to see the extenuating circumstances.

But even Sun Wukong in this small world should not be without this bit of vision.

'Don't say too much, little Taoist priest. '

Sun Wukong smiled and transmitted the message.

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile.

Sun Wukong did this because he knew that this was a disaster that Tang Sanzang should experience, and this move was in line with Jiang Qi's wishes.

What he wants is to solve the problem. How can he solve it without suffering it?

Not long after, when they were about to dock, Tang Sanzang was holding his stomach with a look of pain on his face.

Zhu Bajie on the side was in the same situation, and he collapsed on the shore.

"Wukong! Wukong! The pain in my stomach is unbearable! I'm afraid I drank too much water!"

At the end of the sentence, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but scream.

Jiang Qi took a quick look and saw that Zhu Bajie was fine. He had a big belly, so he couldn't see anything at the moment.

But Tang Sanzang seemed to be five or six months pregnant, with a bulging belly.

"Hey, are you afraid that the two guests drank the water from this mother river?"

When the woman punting the boat saw this, she said curiously: "If you drink the water of this mother river, you will be pregnant, and it will be ready and pregnant in three days. The two guests have suffered a lot."

As he spoke, Zhu Bajie screamed, and on his bare belly, there were faintly visible handprints and footprints protruding from it.

"Hey, I'm really pregnant."

Sun Wukong watched with interest, even squatting next to Zhu Bajie, looking at him curiously.

"Brother! Stop joking, just don't look at me, old pig. You see, Master is still suffering. Think of a solution quickly!"

"Do you really want me and Master to have a child?!"

"Hey Hey."

Sun Wukong just laughed and joked: "Being pregnant and giving birth to a child is also the way of human relations, so what if it is born? It's just that this man has no vagina to carry a child, so he may have to open an opening under his ribs."

Upon hearing this, before Zhu Bajie could do anything, Tang Sanzang trembled and turned pale.

"Wukong! Think of a solution quickly!"

Tang Sanzang gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and spoke urgently.

"Master, to be honest, Lao Sun doesn't have a good idea."

Sun Wukong spread his hands and shook his head helplessly.

Of course there are ways, but since it is Tang Seng's calamity, of course he is happy to see Tang Seng suffer more.

Everything is a test for me, the Buddha.

"Pindao has some ideas."

Jiang Qi suddenly spoke.

What he wants is to solve the problem, and it doesn't matter when it is solved, as long as it is solved.

"Please ask the real person to use his magical powers!"

Tang Sanzang couldn't bear the pain anymore, and when he heard this, he immediately started begging.

Jiang Qi knelt down and said: "Elder, once the fetus is ready, it is easy to remove the body. The difficult thing is how to place the true spirit inside."

"It's not easy to be reincarnated, but to be beaten back before the full term, the resentment is not small."

Tang Sanzang heard this and said anxiously: "The poor monk has no other skills, but he thinks he is very good at reciting sutras for salvation. When the baby is to be sold, the poor monk chants sutras and prays for blessings every night for seven or forty-nine days. What do you think?" ?”

"In this case, it's okay."

Jiang Qi nodded, raised his hand and took out a talisman. With thunder on his fingertips, he carved on the talisman.

"Hey, Fengdu's seal?"

Sun Wukong smacked his lips and said, "Brother Jiang, this is overkill."

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Qi smiled and threw the talisman, and thunder suddenly bloomed, turning into two spiritual lights and falling on Zhu Bajie and Tang Sanzang.

"According to the decree of Emperor Fengdu, if the true spirit returns to the underworld, an eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty named Tripitaka should chant sutras for forty-nine days to help you two return to a wealthy and happy home."

Jiang Qi recited a spell to "repatriate" the two true spirits.

Immediately, the flapping fetus stopped moving.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

Zhu Bajie was the first to jump up, but before he could say a few words, his expression changed and he held his stomach and groped around.

"Quick! Wu Jing! Find a toilet!"

Tang Sanzang also held his stomach and was helped by Sha Wujing to find the toilet.

Zhu Bajie, on the other hand, was much more brutal. He was shameless and squatted down by the Zimu River to start solving the problem.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Sun Wukong looked amused and laughed.

Jiang Qi said slowly and leisurely: "The true spirit is sent back, but the body of the fetus is still there. If a woman is born, the dirty blood will come out from there. If a man is born, he will naturally come out from the dung door."

"Huh? Hahahahaha!"

Sun Wukong laughed loudly, and the next moment he covered his nose and dragged Jiang Qi away from here.

Without him, that idiot's place would be too shabby.

After waiting for an hour, Zhu Bajie squatted up and down, struggling for a long time before he recovered.

But I feel a little shaky when I walk.

All the majestic Demon Kings were like this, not to mention the mortal Tang Sanzang. He was completely exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes, but his face was pale and his eyes were red.

At a glance, it looks like a starving ghost.

"Master, let's go into the city quickly and find a post station to rest, right?"

Sun Wukong suppressed his laughter and pretended to support him.

"Good good."

Tang Sanzang nodded feebly.

Jiang Zhenren's method was fast, but the consequences were too great.

But no matter what, it's all something I've found for myself.

Walking all the way to the West Liang Women's Kingdom, when they got closer, seeing Tang Monk and the others in this state, Sun Wukong could only go forward to negotiate with the soldiers guarding the gate.

"Amitabha."

Brother Monkey clasped his hands together in a dignified manner and said: "General, please. We are Buddhist pilgrims from the East. We are passing through your country. Please inform the Lord of the country and let us change the customs clearance documents."

The guard guarding the gate was also a woman. She was quite heroic and not afraid of the monkeys.

In other words, her attention, as well as the attention of all the people from the Xiliang Women's Kingdom in front of the city gate, was on someone behind the monkey.

I saw that the Taoist Priest in red was as tall and straight as a green pine, with a fly whisk on his arm. His appearance was elegant and his temperament was refined.

When the wind blows, it is a speechless and beautiful scenery.

Not to mention that this woman from the Xiliang Kingdom has never seen a man before. Even the fairies in the sky will stop when they see him.

(End of this chapter)