Volume 1: Journey to the West Chapter 25: Buddha's Relics and the Great Treasure Golden Vase
Zhu Ganglie was held in Xing Xian'er's arms, soft and fragrant, soft and sweet, and he couldn't help but be tempted, his mind was distracted, and his pig mouth was moving. Xing Xian'er's body was weak, unable to resist, and she laughed: "Daddy, if you want to do this, you must marry me!"
The little pig was stunned for a moment, and snorted: "It's okay to marry you, but you have to be the mistress. The eldest mistress is called Chang'e. I flirted with her in the heaven, so I became the eldest. The second mistress Gao Yulan is not born yet, this is a destined marriage. So you can only be the third mistress."
Xing Xian'er said unwillingly: "I have heard of Chang'e, she is a widow, how can she be the eldest? The Gao family's little mistress is a little mistress. My sister is not yet born, so she is not qualified to be the second wife. Daddy, although my daughter cannot compare to the beauty of the fairy Chang'e, she is also delicate and graceful, and is good at knitting, playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. You should accept me and make me your first wife. "
"... I am still young, isn't it too early to say this?" The piglet was thick-skinned and ignored Xingxian'er's teasing. He lowered his head to pay attention to the scenery below. After a while, he finally saw a city with dozens of gates on all sides, more than a hundred miles around, with towering towers, colorful clouds and mist, extremely magnificent.
This is the capital of the Jisai Kingdom, a big country in the Western Niuhezhou. The four barbarians come to pay tribute to the country. The South Yuetuo Kingdom, the North Gaochang Kingdom, the East Xiliang Kingdom, and the West Benbo Kingdom pay tribute every year, so it is extremely rich. There is a Jinguang Temple for protecting the country in the capital. A Buddhist relic is enshrined in the thirteen-story glazed golden tower. It is covered with auspicious clouds, auspicious mist rises, and it sprays colorful air during the day and emits rosy clouds at night. It is indeed a rare treasure.
Zhu Ganglie was also passing by, and originally planned to look for the Nine-Headed Insect, but it was not his style to leave a treasure here without taking it. So he let Xing Xian'er stay on the cloud, and he took the limelight and quietly sneaked into the golden tower. The Buddha's treasure relic was hidden in a treasure bottle on the thirteenth floor for nourishment. I don't know what kind of treasure this treasure bottle is, but it can restrain the evil spirit and release thousands of rays of light. If Zhu Ganglie hadn't rebuilt the Five Elements Qi, it would have taken a lot of trouble to get in.
Zhu Ganglie simply put the treasure bottle into the Xiantian Zhenling Ding, flew out of the golden tower, turned into a piglet again, and fell into Xing Xian'er's arms shamelessly. Xing Xian'er obeyed Zhu Ganglie's instructions and slowly went to the Bi Bo Tan in the southeast, while Lao Zhu released his soul, escaped into the Xiantian Zhenling Ding, and played with the treasure bottle and the Buddha's treasure relic carefully.
According to him, the Buddha's treasure relic and the golden vase should both be magic weapons, and they are most likely left in the Jinguang Temple by people from Lingshan in the West. Old Zhu dared not take the magic weapon of the Conferred God, but he would not refuse the magic weapon from Lingshan.
Old Zhu separated a wisp of divine thought and entered the vase, and was shocked. This vase and the Buddha's treasure relic are actually two-in-one magic weapons. The space in the vase is vast, thousands of miles in radius, and the mist of spiritual energy is diffused. The Buddha's treasure relic floats in the middle of the spiritual energy, radiating light like a shining sun!
The West does have a skill, and it is not in vain. There are magical powers in Buddhism that combine the primordial spirit with magic weapons. The relic is their primordial spirit. This relic has been combined with the vase for seven or eight points, and the vase has not been completely refined. Such a large space has been expanded in the vase. If it is completely refined, this vase is almost equivalent to a world!
Old Zhu couldn't help but be greedy. His soul jumped into the vase, opened his mouth and sucked the Buddha's treasure relic into his stomach, and forcibly refined it with the Samadhi True Fire.
A cold snort suddenly came from the void, and the spiritual energy in the vase suddenly changed, turning into a sky-wide raging fire, burning fiercely.
Zhu Ganglie laughed loudly, paying no attention at all, and continued to refine the Buddha's treasure relic like a fish in water in the raging fire. The Buddha's treasure relic was the soul clone of the owner of the vase. As long as he completed another great merit, he could completely combine the vase with the soul clone. Unexpectedly, he met Zhu Ganglie, a freak.
The original body of the man was far away in the Western Lingshan. He realized that the soul clone was being refined. He sneered, slapped his head, and nine identical golden vase flew out from the top of the meat bun. The nine large vase flew around the head of the Bodhisattva, and echoed with the vase in the Xiantian Zhenling Ding thousands of miles away, urging the spiritual energy in the vase, and the Beichen Lihuo filled the world in the vase.
There are four types of Lihuo, Beichen, Nanming, Dongqing, and Xiqian. Beichen Lihuo is the most vicious and specializes in burning the soul. Zhu Ganglie is not afraid of even Samadhi True Fire. Although Beichen Lihuo is vicious, it can't hurt him at all.
In a blink of an eye, the Lihuo in the bottle turned into a long river of Kuishui, with turbulent waves, like an angry dragon, and swallowed Zhu Ganglie's soul in a blink of an eye!
If it were in the past, even if Zhu Ganglie's soul didn't die, he would suffer a great loss, but now Old Zhu has been taught by Tongtian Sect Master, and the five elements are one. Although Kuishui is fierce, it can't do anything to him.
After the Kuishui River, there is a storm of earth-suppressing storms, and sandstorms are raging. Every grain of sand is as heavy as Mount Tai. If it hits a person, it will definitely be shattered, and the soul cannot be preserved!
Seeing that the opponent's moves are becoming more and more vicious, Zhu Ganglie did not dare to be arrogant. He let out a long roar, flew out of the treasure bottle, and returned to the Xiantian Zhenling Ding. The treasure bottle suddenly grew larger, shaped like a mountain, with the mouth of the bottle facing downwards. It was pitch black inside, without any light, like a black hole. A huge suction force came, slowly dragging Zhu Ganglie's soul.
Zhu Ganglie sneered: "The space inside the treasure bottle is yours. I can't compete with you, but in the True Spirit Cauldron, I have the final say!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The spiritual energy in the innate True Spirit Cauldron suddenly became violent, surging like wind and clouds, wrapping the treasure bottle and suppressing it tightly.
The treasure bottle suddenly burst into light, desperately resisting the rich spiritual energy like soup, but Zhu Ganglie was a god in the space inside the True Spirit Cauldron, suppressing his power. Finally, Zhu Ganglie successfully refined the relic, and the treasure bottle suddenly fell down without anyone controlling it.
Zhu Ganglie was slightly stunned. As the Buddha's treasure relic was refined, countless complicated information flooded into his mind. It turned out to be a Buddhist practice method. This method is called the Small Thousand Worlds. It divides a thousand souls. Each soul is a small world. Owning a world is equivalent to possessing the power of a world. The power is incredible!
The Bodhisattva who was fighting with Zhu Ganglie in the Western Lingshan suddenly turned one of his soul clones into nothingness, his face turned pale, and he vomited a mouthful of golden blood. After a while, he returned to normal. The Bodhisattva was furious and was about to get up to find Zhu Ganglie, when a monk came in from outside the door, clasped his hands and said: "Great Strength Bodhisattva, the Buddha is going to give a lecture, please go over!"
"No, no! Tell the Buddha that I have something to do and have to go on a long journey!"
The monk said in panic: "Monks do not lie, Bodhisattva, please go with me."
Great Strength Bodhisattva sneered: "I am a monk, naturally I do not lie, I am going on a long journey, it is not a lie, you can explain it when you go back." Barefoot stepped on the golden lotus throne, holding the lotus in his hand, and flew out of the Lingshan fairyland.
"I only need to complete the great merit of the journey to the west to achieve the world of ten directions and become a Buddha. I didn't expect that a thousand years of hard work would be destroyed in an instant! This treasure-stealer is really hateful. He robbed my magic weapon and killed my clone. Today, I may have to use the means of subduing demons to save this demon head!"