Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 356 Silver Rope and Golden Bell
Pingfeng Mountain.

In the Pansi courtyard, the fragrance of flowers fills the air, the breeze blows gently, the leaves rustle, and it is quiet and peaceful, as if isolated from the world.

"Taotie is greedy, his desires are boundless; the mermaid sheds tears, her love is broken..."

Zijiao was in a good mood, wearing a purple dress as light as clouds, busy in the yard. She deftly fiddled with the ingredients in her hands while humming the ancient ballad.

The tune is melodious and pleasant, like the gurgling of a mountain spring, or the spring breeze blowing on your face, gentle and comfortable, able to dispel all the fatigue and sorrow in the world.

After a while, Zijiao brought plates of candied fruits with delicious color, aroma and taste to the wooden table.

The fruit is crystal clear, with attractive color, as bright as pearls, exuding a faint fruity aroma and the sweetness of honey, making people salivate.

It contrasts with the pot of "Ancient Demon Court Jade Liquor" placed on the table. The aroma of wine and fruit are intertwined together, forming an indescribable alluring scent that makes people intoxicated.

Xiao Chen sat at the table, quietly watching Zijiao's busy figure, with an inexplicable emotion welling up in his heart.

He suddenly understood Song Huizong and Bull Demon King.

In the bustling palace, Song Huizong may also long for such a pure land, where he can temporarily escape from the troubles of the world...

The same is true for Bull Demon King who wants to take a hot spring bath.

The days of working hard in the outside world are full of intrigue and fighting. Sometimes it is really tiring and exhausting.

There is nothing wrong with having a place to rest and relax, a place to escape from reality, without the noise of music or the fatigue of paperwork, but only quietness and comfort.

In previous lives, many men drove home after get off work, but when they got downstairs they would sit in the car for a while instead of going home. This is the reason.

And this moment.

In the Pansi courtyard, sunlight shines through the gaps in the hibiscus trees like thin threads, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of warmth and comfort to this quiet and elegant space.

Xiao Chen sat in this small Pansi courtyard, looking at Zijiao's light figure, listening to her melodious singing, feeling the tranquility and beauty, and he had the same feeling.

King Jinjiao has been practicing for two hundred years and conquered nearly ten thousand miles of territory. Can't he enjoy himself for a while?
Xiao Chen picked up the wine glass. The "Ancient Demon Court Jade Liquor" was emitting an alluring luster in the glass. He took a sip gently. The wine was mellow and smooth in the mouth. It was like a warm current flowing into his heart, dissolving all the fatigue and sorrow in his heart.

Zijiao walked towards Xiao Chen with plates of carefully prepared candied fruits and looked expectant.

"Come, Jinjiao, have a taste."

Zi Jiao said softly, placing the candied fruit gently on the stone table. Her action was full of care and consideration for Xiao Chen.

Naturally, Xiao Chen couldn't refuse the beauty's kindness.

"it is good."

Xiao Chen smiled, stretched out his chopsticks, and tasted a bit of each plate of candied fruit.

What surprised him was that these candied fruits were so much to his taste.

Some are moderately sweet and sour, just the right amount; some are crispy and leave a lingering aftertaste; some are sweet and delicious, making your mouth water... Each one seems to be tailor-made for him.

You know, taste is just like reading a book, it is always difficult to satisfy everyone. Some people like sweet, some like sour; some like crisp, some like soft... It is difficult to satisfy everyone.

Although the Scorpion Demon is not good at cooking, he and the Scorpion Demon have been together for a long time and understand each other.

But when the Scorpion Queen occasionally cooked for him, sometimes it was not to his taste.

In fact, he and Zijiao didn't spend much time together and they had never even had a meal together.

However, Zijiao seemed to be able to see through his thoughts and understand him very well. Every dish she made could stimulate his taste buds.

It's really strange.

"Golden Horn, how is it?"

Zi Jiao spoke softly, holding her snow-white cheek with her hand. Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, looked at Xiao Chen quietly, with a gleam of expectation in her eyes.

"Zi Jiao, your cooking skills are really good. Every plate of these candied fruits is delicious."

Xiao Chen exclaimed sincerely.

When Zijiao heard this, she was delighted and a smile as bright as a flower bloomed on her face.

Subsequently.

Xiao Chen and Zi Jiao moved to the hibiscus tree, found a comfortable place to sit together, and drank wine and ate fruit together.

The aroma of wine and fruit is everywhere.

The two demons chatted and laughed, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

What surprised Xiao Chen even more was that Zijiao was quite proficient in music and could play the flute very well.

However, this is normal.

Xiao Chen knew very well that the world of fairies was colorful and each had its own unique skills.

In the fairy world, many female fairies are versatile and good at singing and dancing.

For example, the Scorpion Spirit is good at playing the pipa, while Xingxian is an excellent singer and dancer.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but recall the happy times when he was a little toad monster.

After dinner, everyone sang and danced together.

The toad monster has a big belly and claps very loudly. He is really a natural drummer.

At that time, he often relied on his natural "belly drum" - his round belly, to play the role of drummer at the banquets in Heisha Mountain, using the unique "belly drum" to add joy to the banquets.

Whenever he slapped his belly hard, making a loud drumming sound, he would always make the monsters burst into laughter. He still misses that kind of pure happiness.

Among all the female fairies Xiao Chen had seen, the one with the most musical skills was the Jade Rabbit Fairy.

As the pet of Chang'e, the leader of the "Heavenly Song and Dance Troupe", the Jade Rabbit Fairy has followed Chang'e for a long time, learned many musical instruments, and has extraordinary musical talent. She is proficient in the sheng, reed, flute, and drum.

In the original novel, the Jade Rabbit Fairy is praised for her "mixed music of Sheng and Huang, and frequent blowing of Xiao and Drum", and she is very good at music. Her performance always makes people intoxicated, as if they are in the fairyland of heaven.

During the time at Mount Hua, Xiao Chen and the Jade Rabbit Fairy formed an indissoluble bond.

He has a good relationship with the Jade Rabbit, and the two demons get along quite harmoniously.

There is a natural sense of closeness between the two monsters.

Without him.

The golden toad and the jade rabbit are both yin creatures, so they are naturally close and connected by fate.

At Mount Huashan.

Xiao Chen not only enjoys music with Yutu, but also often exchanges experiences and techniques of playing drums with them. They are like both master and apprentice as well as friends.

Although the Jade Rabbit Fairy is proficient in various musical instruments, he always modestly states that he is not as good as the Toad Fairy when it comes to the skill of playing the drums.

However, Xiao Chen hadn't seen the Jade Rabbit for a long time since they parted at Huashan.

"I wonder how Jade Rabbit is doing now?"

When Xiao Chen thought of the lively and lovely jade rabbit fairy and the little maid Yu'er, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

Xiao Chen remembered that when he left Huashan, the Jade Rabbit Fairy specially prepared a longevity medicine for him. He still remembers that kindness in his heart.

The Jade Rabbit Fairy is not only gifted in music, but is also extremely skilled in refining and making medicines, and is also a master of refining medicines.

In the mythological world, the story of "Jade Rabbit pounding medicine" is widely circulated and known to everyone.

The Jade Rabbit Fairy's signature weapon, the "Jade Rabbit Medicine Pestle," is an extremely extraordinary acquired spiritual treasure, as powerful as the "Ruyi Golden Cudgel," which is used specifically by the Jade Rabbit Fairy to pound medicine.

When it comes to refining elixirs, the Jade Rabbit Spirit is undoubtedly extremely professional.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Xiao Chen's mind:
"Maybe I can also contact Yutu..."

"Ask her if Heaven has any elixir that can repair the foundation?"

However, he quickly dismissed this idea.

After all, he used to use the fake identity of Scholar Xiao Chen to get along with the Jade Rabbit Fairy.

Now, he is the King of Golden Horn, no longer the scholar Xiao Chen who lived with the Jade Rabbit Fairy.

Some people and some things, once they are gone, are gone forever, and it is difficult to go back.

Goodbye Jade Rabbit Fairy, they are just strangers.

Under the hibiscus tree, light and shadows are mottled.

"Golden Horn, let me play a song for you."

Zijiao suggested.

"it is good."

Xiao Chen responded with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zijiao gently took out a purple bamboo flute from her sleeve. The flute was as smooth as jade, and the exquisite patterns on it gleamed in the sunlight.

Zijiao gently placed the flute to her lips, her fingertips dancing deftly on the flute holes, and the melodious flute sound floated in the wind.

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooooooo..."

The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, like a clear spring in the mountains or a breeze in the forest, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Zijiao snuggled in Xiao Chen's arms, and Xiao Chen hugged Zijiao, feeling her tenderness and embrace, and listening to the heavenly sound of the flute.

He closed his eyes, letting his mind float with the sound of the flute, enjoying this rare tranquility and beauty.

It is:

"A beautiful woman leans against my chest and plays the purple flute, and the clear sound lingers in my dreams."

"On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridges, where can the beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?"

now.

The cup is filled with fine wine, the beauty is in the arms, and the music is ringing in the ears...so unrestrained and happy, so wonderful.

What does this monster, the Golden Horned King, want in this life?
That's all.

Who doesn't like to enjoy yourself?

Isn't the purpose of him working so hard just to enjoy life?
After two hundred years of fighting and killing, it's time to enjoy yourself.

After Zijiao finished playing her song, the lingering sound lingered in the air.

"Great song!"

Xiao Chen was still not satisfied, so he waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Keep playing the music, keep playing the flute!"

When Zijiao heard this, a smile flashed in her eyes. She did not refuse. She put the purple bamboo flute to her lips again and played another beautiful melody.

Xiao Chen generously offered a wine kiss.

After three rounds of drinks, the two beauties were affectionate and leaned on each other, and the atmosphere became more and more charming.

At this time.

Xiao Chen's attention was attracted by a string of small bells on Zijiao's wrist.

The bell is made of fine silver and gold lines woven together, which is delicate and clever. It is small and exquisite and very cute.

In the reflection of sunlight, the surface of the bell was engraved with complex and mysterious runes, flashing with a faint light, obviously an extraordinary magic weapon.

He had noticed it before, but his relationship with Pansi Daxian was not good enough, so it was difficult for him to touch it. "Zi Jiao, let me see your little bell."

Xiao Chen hugged Zijiao, with a hint of curiosity and anticipation in his tone.

"it is good."

Zi Jiao smiled sweetly and naturally did not respond.

She already belongs to King Golden Horn, so the treasures on her body naturally belong to him as well.

Zijiao turned slightly to the side, allowing Xiao Chen to hold her slender and soft jade fingers.

Xiao Chen's fingertips gently stroked the series of fine and delicate bells on it, feeling the cool and delicate touch.

“Ding dong dong dong…”

The bell swayed gently under Xiao Chen's fingertips, making a clear and pleasant sound.

That voice seemed to have magical power, able to penetrate people's hearts, wash away the dust in their hearts, and make people feel relaxed and happy.

Not long after.

A familiar prompt sound suddenly came from Xiao Chen's mind.

Several lines of large golden characters appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.

"Host, I have touched the B-level control type magic weapon 'Silver Rope and Golden Bell' - left hand."

"The bell body is made of 'divine silver', and a small gold bell tongue made of 'ceramic gold' is embedded inside the bell."

"Gently shake the Silver Rope and Golden Bell, and the sound it emits will turn into an invisible magic sound that penetrates the air and reaches people's hearts. It can instantly stimulate people's minds and make their thoughts confused."

"What's worse, under the intrusion of this devilish sound, a person's mind will be completely controlled, and they will temporarily lose their reason, just like a puppet, at the mercy of the bell's owner."

"Note: The control power of the 'Silver Rope and Golden Bell' is not a simple delusion or hypnosis, but directly acts on the depths of a person's soul, arousing the most secret desires and fears in the depths of a person's heart, causing a person to fall into an illusion without knowing it, and to obey the orders of the bell's owner."

"But although 'Silver Rope and Golden Bell' is powerful, it is not omnipotent. Its control effect is affected by many factors such as the user's cultivation, the target's mindset, and the surrounding environment."

“Those with advanced cultivation or strong wills may be able to resist the invasion of this devilish sound and remain sober and rational.”

"Copy?"

After reading this message, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise in his heart.

This 'Silver Rope and Golden Bell' is actually such a powerful magic weapon, and its control power is terrifying.

Xiao Chen said in his heart:
"This bell is indeed a treasure. It is destined to be with me, King Golden Horn!"

Xiao Chen compared them in his mind.

After all, this "Silver Rope and Golden Bell" is a B-level control-type acquired spiritual treasure, which is more advanced than the C-level control magic weapon "Soul-Enchanting Jade Pipa" that he often uses.

The Enchanting Jade Pipa's main function is to immobilize the body.

But this silver rope and golden bell also have the effects of control and psychedelic, which is undoubtedly better.

This Great Immortal Pansi is actually the demon god of the ancient demon court, a powerful being at the level of Daluo Jinxian.

The magic weapons she used, whether it was the "Purple and Green Sword" or the "Silver Rope and Golden Bell", were all extraordinary items and were all top-level acquired spiritual treasures.

Such a treasure must naturally be integrated with him, the King of the Golden Horn.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen gave the order without hesitation:
"Copy and fuse the tendons of the left hand."

Not long after.

As Xiao Chen's order came down, the familiar prompt sound in his mind rang again.

"The silver rope and golden bell have been fused with the tendons of the left hand."

"At the same time, the host's cultivation level increases by 500 years."

At this moment, a warm current flows through the tendons of my left hand like a trickle, bringing an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Xiao Chen could clearly feel that some wonderful changes had taken place in his hand tendons, as if a mysterious force was surging through them, merging perfectly with his body.

Xiao Chen's gaze fell on the other string of "Silver Ropes and Golden Bells" on the right hand of Pansi Daxian.

There is a pair of "Silver Ropes and Golden Bells", and Pansi Daxian wears one on each of her left and right hands.

Naturally, King Golden Horn wants them all!
Xiao Chen gently held Zi Jiao's right hand and silently recited the copy command in his heart. After a while, the familiar prompt tone sounded again, and the "Silver Rope and Golden Bell" on his right hand had been successfully integrated into his hand tendons.

"What a great harvest!"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but sigh.

This is the end.

He gained a lot from the Great Immortal Pansi, and it can be said that he gained both people and treasures.

This Pan Si fairy's people belong to him, the Golden Horn King. So the treasures on her body and the forces under her command naturally belong to him, the Golden Horn King.

In terms of magic weapons: he obtained the "Purple and Green Sword", "Silver Rope and Golden Bell"... These are all excellent magic weapons.

In terms of power: he obtained the top-level Taiyi Golden Immortal, the poison-refining Great Hundred-eyed Demon Lord, seven atavistic spider spirits... These are all rare high-level combat forces.

In terms of territory: Pansi Cave in Xiniuhezhou and Pingfeng Mountain in Beijuluzhou can also be considered as the territory of King Jinjiao.

More importantly, he also obtained the ancient demon god, Pansi Daxian, who was a powerful Daluo Jinxian.

All of this added up is undoubtedly an extremely generous "dowry".

at this time.

Xiao Chen hugged Pansi Daxian tightly in his arms, thinking about the great gains he had made and the imminent fall of Pansi Daxian.

A feeling of love and pity surged in Xiao Chen's heart.

In the past, when the great immortal Pansi died, it was just his death, and he didn’t care much about it.

But now, this is his woman, how can he not think of a way?

How could he watch his woman die?
The injury to the Taoist foundation of Pansi Daxian was like a heavy stone pressing on his heart.

Xiao Chen knew that this injury was difficult to heal and that he needed to find unusual methods, but he did not give up.

and.

Xiao Chen knew very well that if he could heal the injury to the Taoist foundation of the Great Immortal Pan Si, then he, the King of Golden Horn, would undoubtedly have another solid ally at the level of a Daluo Jinxian.

As for living off someone in the future, then just live off someone.

Anyway, King Jinjiao had made his fortune by living off women, so he didn't really care about it.

It is the famous saying often used by Bull Demon King:

"What kind of soft rice and hard rice?"

"Why do you care so much about him? Isn't it enough to have food to eat?"

People are divided into groups, and things are gathered.

There is a reason why he, the King of Golden Horns, and the Bull Demon King can get along and wear the same pants.

Deep down, he, the King of Golden Horns, and the Bull Demon King might be the same kind of demons.

……

Under the hibiscus tree, sunlight shines gently on this quiet courtyard, giving everything a golden glow.

With the beauty in his arms, Xiao Chen and the immortal Pansi snuggle up to each other, and the figures of the two demons appear particularly harmonious and beautiful under the sunlight.

The fine wine swayed gently in the glass, and the wine had an alluring amber luster, reflecting the affectionate eyes of the two demons.

The two demons were affectionate for a long time, and their eyes revealed endless tenderness and love for each other.

For a moment, the atmosphere became more charming.

In the bedroom of the Pansi Immortal's courtyard.

There is an ambiguous and intoxicating atmosphere in the air, as if even time has slowed down here.

A low moan, which was deliberately suppressed but still revealed a hint of charm, echoed softly in the bedroom like a thread of silk.

The sound was like a clear spring in the forest. Although it was only faintly audible, it was enough to make people distracted, intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Beside the embroidered pillow, a strand of slightly messy black hair slipped quietly...

That strand of black hair was as black as ink, exuding a faint fragrance, as if it was also telling of the tenderness and throbbing in the owner's heart.

That wisp of green swayed gently, like willow catkins in the wind, so lovely.

suddenly.

A breeze blew by, moving the gauze curtains in the room and quietly lifting a corner of the brocade quilt, revealing the infinite scenery hidden within.

at this time.

A snow-white, delicate jade foot quietly poked out from under the quilt.

The jade feet were as white as snow, crystal clear, completely ignoring the deep chill in the air, as if they were warm as spring. The toes were like newly blossomed buds, delicate and full of vitality, as if they could melt all the cold, bringing an indescribable warmth to the room.

The arch of the foot is slender and soft, like a work of art carefully carved by God, and every line reveals endless temptation and charm.

The five jade-white toe beads are smeared with a touch of crimson color, which is like a rose in the morning dew, both delicate and moving. It is hard to look away once you touch it, and you can't help but want to touch it gently to feel the softness and warmth.

now.

This jade foot is like a newly blooming petal, tender and full of vitality under the dim light.

This slender jade foot sometimes contracts gently, and sometimes stretches tightly. Every subtle movement is like the vibration of a string, containing the throbbing and anxiety deep in her owner's heart.

And the desire and expectation for love.

This jade foot seems to be an extension of its owner's emotions, telling everything silently.

at a certain moment.

It seemed as if there was an inexplicable force driving it.

Suddenly, the jade foot rose up sharply and tightened into an elegant arc, with an indescribable power and determination.

It was like a brilliant firework, lighting up the entire room, and also lighting up the hearts of the two demons, making the hearts of the two demons closely connected.

After a long time.

"Snapped……"

The jade feet seemed to have exhausted all their strength, and fell slowly and weakly on the bed, making a subtle but tender sound.

It is a recollection of the moment just now and also an affirmation of the deep affection between each other.

Followed by.

The jade foot slowly retracted into the warm embrace of the quilt, leaving only a faint residual warmth and endless reverie.

"Ding ding ding..."

The silver ropes and golden bells kept colliding, producing a clear and pleasant sound.

Echoing in the air for a long time.

(End of this chapter)