The Golden Elixir Road

Chapter 150: The Devil King Poxun Blocks the Way

Seeing that Wang Zizai was not moved, the loud noise in the void turned into bursts of soft music.

At first, one can hear the sound of stringed instruments, the melodious sounds of the piano, and the vague rhythm of the music. Soon, hundreds of instruments are playing and a variety of sounds converge, as if one is entering a brothel, the beauty is gorgeous and seductive, which naturally shakes one's heart and makes one sink into it.

Wang Zizai just sat there, concentrating his mind, letting nature take its course, like a wooden chicken, with his heart like that of an ignorant baby.

Before the music stopped, the sound in the void changed and a mournful cry arose, first a burst of mournful crying like one who had lost one's parents, and then thousands of people wailed.

It was like a solitary soldier trapped in a dangerous city, Tian Heng was on a deserted island. He saw a powerful enemy at the gate and a strong enemy approaching, but he had run out of arrows and food. He was unwilling to surrender to the enemy and serve his enemy. He was determined to die and cried out to the sky in pain. It was heartbreaking. It felt that there was no more tragic thing in the world than this.

After a while, the voices turned from high to low, a sound of sorrow and resentment. Sometimes it was like a woman missing her husband, feeling sad when she saw the scene; sometimes it was like a tyrant in power, with harsh officials and severe punishments, with no way to complain, with skin and flesh withered, unable to die.

These kinds of sounds are passionate, tragic, sorrowful and miserable. Although they are different, they all share the same sorrowful wails.

Especially the cries of the common people were heartbreaking. Wang Zizai seemed to have a heart of stone and was deaf, turning a deaf ear to them, and the cries gradually stopped.

Wang Zizai's eyes were calm and his heartbeat did not change. He was protected by the Chaos Green Lotus, so although he could sense the voice, it could not move him.

At this time the situation changed again. The sounds gradually stopped, and colorful flower rain fell from the sky. The sky was full of flower-scattering fairies, each holding a dancing instrument. They came gracefully, surrounded Wang Zizai, and danced outside the green lotus.

Snow-white legs, pink arms, perky breasts, alluring smile, alluring things, even if you close your eyes, they are still in front of you.

Wang Zizai knew that this had surpassed the magic of the world and could even reach people's hearts, but the five colors were dizzying. However, Wang Zizai's heart was stronger than iron, and there was no distraction in his eyes.

All kinds of wonderful things appeared before his eyes, but he treated them as nothing, and responded in a daze like a baby. Even the devil felt that his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water or a pile of dead ashes.

Seeing that the sound and color were ineffective, the demon refused to admit defeat. Wang Zizai's eyes, ears, nose, touch and other senses finally passed the eyes and ears test.

Now it is the nose's turn. It is like entering a room full of orchids, where the refreshing fragrance makes one's soul unbridled; it is like entering a shop selling abalone, where the stench is so overwhelming that one can't help but cover one's nose and run away.

All kinds of fragrant and evil smells in the world came one after another. The most unpleasant smell was a pure fragrance mixed with the smell of rancid mutton, which would make ordinary people feel dizzy, upset, nauseous and want to vomit.

Wang Zizai still did not move, even his heartbeat did not change. When the demon saw that he could not move him, his nose sense invaded him and a strange taste suddenly appeared in his mouth.

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, astringent, and numb, all kinds of strange tastes, arise from the mouth one by one. Where in the world can you taste them? Each one can make the person who experiences it feel like they want to cut off their tongue. It is impossible to describe them all at once.

After Wang Zizai had finished suffering from the torture in his mouth, he began to experience various symptoms: pain, itching, swelling, soreness, or numbness. It was like the gradual onset of spring sleepiness, laziness and drowsiness; or it was like the pain of scraping bones and cracking skin, excruciating pain in the heart and lungs.

He had felt it on his body, and it was not over yet. However, Wang Zizai was protected by the Chaos Green Lotus, and the demon could not project his thoughts into Wang Zizai's mind, so Wang Zizai was in complete control of himself, as if he were another person, watching coldly from the sidelines.

In the blink of an eye, all the senses in the body, such as sound, color, smell, taste, touch, etc., retreated like the tide. The demon did not retreat, and a beautiful and flawless person who was neither male nor female appeared, with infinite charm, jade-like face, and yet extremely holy.

As soon as he appeared, behind him, like a dream bubble, layer upon layer of small worlds unfolded, and in the middle, all kinds of human life appeared.

Wang Zizai stared at him. His hands were slender, white and almost perfect. He smiled slightly, charming everyone.

“No wonder my demon children and grandchildren could sense that someone was going through a tribulation, but they couldn’t follow the sensation and come here. It turns out this is such a fascinating world!”

The lord of the Heaven of Changes and Freedom, the Demon King of the Heaven of Great Freedom - Mara!
As soon as they met, Wang Zizai knew who he was, and he became extremely alert. When Sakyamuni attained enlightenment, it was this person who went to test him.

Fortunately, the world has its own rules and restrictions. The devil is a projection and can only tempt people to become devils and test the minds of those who practice cultivation. They cannot use their own strength, otherwise Wang Zizai would have no chance of surviving.

"The sentient beings in this world only cultivate strength, not morality. You will face many difficulties in seeking the truth in this world. It is better for you to rely on me. I will ensure that you will achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven, and join me in the path of the devil."

"On the journey of seeking the Tao, one will risk one's life nine times out of ten. If one is not careful, one will die and the Tao will be destroyed. The Great Way of the Heavenly Demon is about harvesting. Between heaven and earth, there must be yin for every yang. The Tao also has yin and yang. Although the Way of the Heavenly Demon is disliked by people, it is also an inseparable part of the Great Way of the Universe."

The words were spoken uprightly, without a trace of demonic intent, but Wang Zizai knew that it was merely an illusion. Even the Ancient Emperor Tianzun who was fighting in the starry sky could not see it. The demon was invisible and colorless, but it could transform into various shapes to confuse all things in the heavens.

At this moment, Wang Zizai and he were in an unknown time and space, and the people watching could not see them at all. The small worlds around them rolled out, with all kinds of shapes and forms, all of which were the beautiful side of the human world, some of which Wang Zizai had never seen.

There are scenes of the ancient world and the technological world. There is a world in which life even uploads its consciousness to something like a computer, achieving immortality, and indulges in various entertainments every day.

There are countless examples like this. Some are familiar to Wang Zizai, but there are more that he is not familiar with. Wang Zizai took a look at some of them and knew that they were illusions of the devil, but they must have an original form. It seems that his knowledge is still insufficient!
"I just ask, is it possible to transcend?" Wang Zizai spoke, going straight to the essence.

"Of course you can transcend?" Boxun answered casually.

"Are you transcendent?" Wang Zizai asked again. The answer to this question was self-evident. He definitely was not transcendent. If he were, he would not have appeared before Wang Zizai.

Wang Zizai asked this question. If Poxun answered yes, Wang Zizai would know that there were lies in his words and he could see the big picture from the small details. If he answered no, Wang Zizai would not waste any more time talking to him.

"Of course I have a chance to transcend. The essence of the way of the devil is not to transcend, but to regulate yin and yang. It is the way to follow the will of heaven." Boxun was so smart that he immediately understood Wang Zizai's intention and gave a nearly perfect answer.

"Not being able to transcend is not what I want!" Wang Zizai said firmly.

"What a pity, there is no road ahead for you, and you are still obsessed with the distinction between Taoism and demons. I love talents, but you don't know what's good for you. Well, let me take your place, and you can die now!"

As Po Xun spoke, a glazed light flashed around his body and immediately disappeared. Wang Zizai suddenly felt a shadow appear in his purple palace and pounce towards his soul.

(End of this chapter)