Daily Intelligence: From Water Snake to Jinghe Dragon King

Even though the Eighteen Arhats later kidnapped Sun Wukong and the Jade Dragon Prince who had transformed into a white horse, they could never reassemble the pilgrimage team.

If the pilgrimage team cannot be assembled, the Heavenly Dao will not approve, and a forced journey to the West will lack fortune.

Right now, the situation is that no one can assemble the pilgrimage team, and no one can start the journey to the West!
Having achieved his objective, Liu Qing had essentially secured his minimum reward. However, facing the eighteen Arhats who had rushed over and were still unsettled, Liu Qing still wanted to expand his gains.

What if I could assemble the entire pilgrimage team?

Then, wouldn't I be able to start the Journey to the West at any time? I also want the fortune of the Journey to the West. Thinking of this, Liu Qing's heart burned with excitement.

Liu Qing turned to the Golden Hoop Immortal: "Senior brother, stop them and give me a few more breaths."

The Golden Hoop Immortal swallowed hard, thinking to himself, "Of these eighteen guys, I'd have a hard time defeating even one, and I could barely hold off two or three even if I risked my life."

Junior brother, you seem to have overestimated your senior brother. You actually asked me to stop eighteen of them?
However, if we can only buy a few breaths and give it our all, there is still hope of completing it. Well then, for my junior brother, I, Old Ma, will risk everything.

The Golden Hoop Immortal quickly prepared himself mentally, took a step forward, and stood in front of the eighteen Arhats. Then, he touched his head and removed the golden hoop from his head.

With a flick of its wrist, the golden hoop grew countless times larger, transforming into a golden halo that blocked the way for the eighteen Arhats.

The Golden Hoop Immortal has already removed his original golden hoop, indicating he is prepared to fight to the death.

"If you want to pass through here, unless my body is shattered and my soul is destroyed!"

The eighteen Arhats all had solemn expressions. They were also troubled by the desperate Golden Hoop Immortal. At their level of cultivation, it was rare for someone to fight so desperately.

But once they have to fight to the death, things can't end peacefully. They're not afraid of one Golden Hoop Immortal, but the Jie Sect that he represents is something they have to be wary of.

Not to mention, the leader of the Jie Sect, Tongtian Shengren, now has a wisp of his soul appearing in the world.

Among the eighteen Arhats, the Arhat Riding a Deer and the Arhat of Joy all looked at the two Venerable Ones Subduing the Dragon and Tiger.

The Arhats Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tiger frowned, their eyes flashing with fierce light: "Take down the Golden Hoop Immortal, then kill that snake demon. Before we came, Buddha strictly ordered that no one in the pilgrimage team should fall into the hands of the Intercepting Sect."

Seeing this, the Golden Hoop Immortal didn't waste any words. He immediately used the light circle formed by the Golden Hoop to encircle the eighteen Arhats, frantically pouring in his magic power and chanting the Golden Hoop Mantra, trying to trap the eighteen Arhats and buy time for Liu Qing.

The eighteen Arhats also unleashed their full power, frantically attacking the golden circlet that encircled them.

Seeing that 'Sun Wukong' was entangled with the mad monkey, Liu Qing seemed very wary and dared not kill him.

He immediately took a step forward, appearing above 'Sun Wukong', summoned the Panlong Eight-Tone Cone, displayed the great supernatural power of the Law of Heaven and Earth, and used the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique to smash it down on 'Sun Wukong' with all his might.

This impact likely involved millions of pounds of force, causing the void to shatter with a deafening roar as it fell, accompanied by the wailing of ghosts and gods.

Sun Wukong felt as if the sky was collapsing above his head, and his expression changed instantly. He wanted to strike the mad monkey away with his staff and then use his somersault cloud to jump away, but unexpectedly, the mad monkey, despite the golden cudgel smashing his sternum to pieces, did his best to hold onto Sun Wukong tightly.

"You cowardly counterfeit, die with me!"

"Are you crazy? Let go! If I die, you'll die too, and even the Great Sage Equal to Heaven won't come back to life! Let go now, you idiot!"

Sun Wukong was terrified and roared wildly, trying to break free from the mad monkey's grasp, but it was too late; Liu Qing's Panlong Eight-Tone Cone had already fallen.

boom--

Liu Qing smashed 'Sun Wukong' into the ground with a single shot.

A bottomless pit appeared in the ground. Without hesitation, Liu Qing changed his shape using the size of the Ruyi and crawled into the pit to search for 'Sun Wukong'.

Sun Wukong was struck by Liu Qing's spear. Even with his copper skin and iron bones, he couldn't withstand it. He was now spitting blood and had fainted. Meanwhile, the mad monkey's eyes gleamed with pleasure as he howled and laughed.

Amidst the laughter, the mad monkey's divine power suddenly contracted, then exploded, turning into a rain of blood that poured onto 'Sun Wukong'.

The mad monkey's flesh fragments grew roots in a bizarre way, piercing into 'Sun Wukong's' flesh. Although 'Sun Wukong' was unconscious at this time, he was still in excruciating pain from the flesh fragments seeping in, and let out unconscious screams.

Liu Qing grabbed 'Sun Wukong' and stuffed him into the Quanbing Cave Heaven, where he was treated the same as Lingji Bodhisattva and suppressed.

Of the pilgrimage team, only Prince Yulong, who has transformed into a white horse, remains.

At this moment, for some reason, while the battle outside was raging fiercely, this guy was standing alone on the grass, chewing on a few blades of grass in his mouth.

Liu Qing was about to go.

A muffled groan was heard, and looking in that direction, one could see that the Golden Hoop Immortal had been blasted away, spitting out blood, his face ashen, clearly suffering a severe injury.

Enraged, Liu Qing threw out the Panlong Eight-Tone Cone, which transformed into a three-clawed, hundred-zhang-long azure dragon, unleashing a deafening dragon roar as it struck the eighteen Arhats.

The eighteen Arhats had no choice but to shift their attack to defend against Liu Qing's Panlong Eight-Tone Cone.

The Golden Hoop Immortal, who had been blasted away and was severely injured, was suddenly caught by someone and given a elixir to stabilize his injuries and prevent him from losing his cultivation. Liu Qing thought it was the Holy Mother Wudang, but he knew it wasn't. According to the plan, the Holy Mother Wudang should be blocking the Buddha Tathagata at this time.

Who is this person who suddenly appeared?

Liu Qing put away the Panlong Eight-Tone Cone and looked in the direction he saw. He saw that the man was short and stout, resembling a wealthy man from a wealthy family. He wore a gray Taoist robe and had nothing in his hands.

"Fellow Daoist Golden Hoop Immortal, are you alright?"

Jin Gu Xian forced himself to look at the person who had asked the question. A glint of joy flashed in his eyes, but then his expression darkened. He said in a muffled voice, "So it's Brother Huanglong."

"It has been a thousand years since we parted ways after the Investiture of the Gods. I never imagined that we would meet like this. I am ashamed to say that I owe you a favor."

Liu Qing was stunned, never expecting that the one who saved his senior brother, the Golden Hoop Immortal, was actually the Yellow Dragon True Man of the Chan Sect.

Before the three religions separated, they were all in Kunlun Mountain. Because of their compatible personalities and similar temperaments, they were known as the "Two Fools of Kunlun Mountain." Therefore, the Golden Hoop Immortal and the Yellow Dragon Immortal had an excellent relationship.

Unfortunately, during the subsequent Investiture of the Gods, the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect were on opposing sides, and the two had no choice but to become strangers.

After the Investiture of the Gods ended, Huanglong Zhenren inquired about the whereabouts of Jin Gu Xian in every possible way. However, Jin Gu Xian harbored resentment, hating that the Chan Sect was siding with outsiders, so he deliberately avoided Huanglong Zhenren, and they did not meet for a thousand years.

After Guang Chengzi returned from outside Dasan Pass, he told Huanglong Zhenren about the whereabouts of Jin Gu Xian. Huanglong Zhenren was overjoyed, but due to the karma of the Investiture of the Gods, he dared not meet him immediately. Only now, with Jin Gu Xian in trouble, did he disregard everything else and rush to his rescue.

“Hey, Junior Brother Golden Hoop, it’s not that you owe Huanglong a favor, but that Huanglong has wronged you.”

"But I cannot disobey my master's orders, and Huanglong has no choice but to comply. A thousand years have passed since the Investiture of the Gods, and I am filled with regret whenever I think back to that time."

Even now, a thousand years later, Huanglong Zhenren still can't understand why Yuanshi Tianzun and his master Laozi always help outsiders bully their junior brother.

Saying that the trend of Heaven is inevitable is ridiculous. Teacher, you and your senior brother are both saints of the Heavenly Way. Isn't the trend of Heaven just your trend?

There's no need to invoke the name of Heaven; it's merely finding a high-sounding excuse for one's actions.

The disciples have no say in the grudges of the previous generation, but the friendship of this generation must not be neglected because of this.

Master Huanglong harbored resentment.

Unfortunately, he deeply respected his teacher, so even though he harbored resentment, he dared only bury it in his heart, tormenting himself for thousands of years without finding a way out. Today, upon seeing the Golden Hoop Immortal, he instantly awakened to the truth.

Teachers are respected by me, and fellow practitioners are also sought after. If you respect your teacher but abandon your fellow practitioners, that is something you would not do.

In other words, with their teacher Yuanshi Tianzun currently absent and the acting leader Guangchengzi feeling guilty, no one in the Chan Sect is concerned about his association with the Jie Sect's Jin Gu Xian.

When the eighteen Arhats saw the appearance of Huanglong Zhenren of the Chan Sect, they were only surprised, but not worried. This was because Huanglong Zhenren's cultivation was the same as that of Jin Gu Xian, but his combat power was even weaker than that of Jin Gu Xian.

At least the Golden Hoop Immortal had a magical golden hoop to protect him, but the Yellow Dragon Immortal had nothing.

The arrival of Master Huanglong did nothing to change the situation; Buddhism still held the upper hand.

The eighteen Arhats pressed forward, and Liu Qing retreated. After exchanging greetings with Huanglong Zhenren, he placed Jin Gu Xian in the middle to protect him, ready for battle.

"Snake demon, quickly hand over your junior brother Jin Chanzi, as well as your junior brothers Wu Neng, Wu Jing, and Wu Kong, or this place will be where you perish today."

The Eighteen Arhats were wary of the Golden Hoop Immortal and the Yellow Dragon True Man, two veteran disciples of the Chan and Jie sects, but they were not polite to Liu Qing.

In their eyes, Liu Qing was merely a disciple whom Yu Yu Dao Ren had taken in on a whim, and had not been recognized by the Tongtian Saint himself, so he could not be considered a true disciple of the Jie Sect.

That's why they were so eager to kill Liu Qing, but didn't specifically target Huanglong Zhenren and Jin Gu Xian.

They thought that Daoist Yu was using Liu Qing, but they didn't know that Liu Qing had already heard Daoist Yu preach on behalf of the Sage Tongtian and had been given the token of a disciple of the Jie Sect, making him a proper closed-door disciple of the Jie Sect.

These events all occurred within the Great Thousand World of Yu Yu Dao Ren, unknown to the Eighteen Arhats, and even to the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of Buddhism.

Of course, Huanglong Zhenren was unaware of this either. He also believed that Liu Qing was a target pushed out by the Jiejiao Sect so that the Jiejiao Sect could take the opportunity to settle accounts with Buddhism regarding the cause and effect of the Investiture of the Gods.

"Yes, that's how it is," Huanglong Zhenren thought to himself as he realized the key: he and Jin Gu Xian had the background of a great sect, so these eighteen bald monks in front of him wouldn't dare to kill them.

Yet they dared to lay a hand on this junior brother Liu Qing.

So be it. Whether he's being used or not, at least he has the title of fellow disciple. As his senior, I have to protect him.

Huanglong Zhenren handed the Golden Hoop Immortal to Liu Qing, then moved swiftly to stand in front of him, head held high and chest out, his expression solemn, exuding an aura of selflessness.

"With me, Huanglong, here, you bald monks, dare you harm my junior brother Liu Qing?" (End of Chapter)