Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 487 Guanyin Temple Nine-Turn Golden Elixir

Sun Wukong nodded. "That's right. When I was observing Black Wind Mountain, I did indeed sense that the demonic aura was very faint, almost imperceptible."

Upon hearing this, the Earth God breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously asked, "Great Sage, have you come to this godforsaken Black Wind Mountain to subdue a demon?"

"Exorcise demons? I, Old Sun, have never met this black bear spirit, nor do we have any grudges against him. Who asked me, Old Sun, to exorcise demons and eliminate evil?"

The old man chuckled, "Great Sage, you jest. With your strength, looking across the Three Realms, among all the gods and Buddhas, there truly isn't anyone you can persuade!"

Sun Wukong's lips curled slightly, a faint smile flickering in his pale golden eyes. "Old Earth Deity, you've certainly received plenty of benefits from the Black Bear Demon, haven't you?"

The local deity was startled, his face flushed red, and he cried out, "Great Sage, please don't tell the higher-ups! Black Wind Mountain is barren, and my salary isn't much. I want to improve my cultivation and change to a better place as a local deity, but how can I do that without resources?"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, "Stop crying. Why would I, Old Sun, complain about you when I have nothing better to do? Let me ask you, is there anything to rest on Black Wind Mountain? Coming from Eagle Sorrow Stream, we've endured wind and rain all the way, sleeping in the open, it's quite miserable."

The local deity asked curiously, "Great Sage, you possess extraordinary supernatural powers that reach the heavens and the earth, what is this?"

Black Wind Mountain was a remote and impoverished place where news was scarce, so the local people had no idea about the Buddhist monks' journey to the west.

After briefly explaining the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures to the local deity, the deity then said, "Great Sage, about twenty miles south of the foot of Black Wind Mountain, there is a Guanyin Temple. The abbot of that temple, Jinchi, has some connections with the Black Bear Spirit, but like the Black Bear Spirit, he is somewhat greedy."

Sun Wukong nodded and smiled, "I see. Then we should definitely go and take a look."

After bidding farewell to the land, Sun Wukong led the way, Jiang Liuer rode on the back of the Water-Avoiding Golden-Eyed Beast, and the little black dragon carried the luggage, heading towards the Guanyin Temple.

As the sun sets, the shadows of the three figures grow longer and longer in the fading light.

Black Wind Mountain, Black Wind Cave. On a stone throne carved from a single piece of white jade sat a slender figure, shrouded in a faint white light that concealed his face. In his hand, he held a white jade plate upon which sat a perfectly round golden pill, adorned with nine golden Dao patterns. It was none other than the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, the most valuable of all golden pills.

Meanwhile, the Black Bear Spirit, the king of Black Wind Mountain, was sitting beneath the white jade throne, staring longingly at the jade plate in the figure's hand.

If someone with great supernatural powers were present at this moment, they would be able to see through the hazy white light and see Guanyin Bodhisattva of Buddhism behind it.

Black Wind Mountain was the first formal tribulation prepared by Guanyin Bodhisattva for Jiang Liuer and his group.

The black bear spirit was practically drooling as he looked at the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in Guanyin's hand. The black bear spirit had already cultivated to the point of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, and had already attained the Dao of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

A single Nine-Turn Golden Pill was useful to him, but not that useful. What the Black Bear Spirit truly valued was the pill's collectible value.

It should be known that in the Three Realms today, there is only one person who can refine the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, and that is the founder of the Human Sect, the Sage of Taiqing.

Besides, even the first direct disciple of the Taiqing Sage, the leader of the Human Sect, the Grand Master Xuandu, did not have the ability to refine it.

Most importantly, after the Investiture of the Gods, the primordial world was shattered. Under the warning of the Dao Ancestor, all the saints withdrew from the primordial world and established Daoist temples outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. After that, no new Nine-Turn Golden Pills were refined in the Three Realms. It was a case of "one less pill for every one consumed."

If he could treasure a Nine-Turn Golden Pill, how impressive and prestigious it would be to show it off to his old friends later! Thinking of this, the Black Bear Spirit couldn't help but smile.

"Fellow Daoist, if you give me this Nine-Turn Golden Pill, you can name your terms. As long as it's within my capabilities, I, Old Bear, will definitely do it for you."

Guanyin spoke, "Are you sure what you're saying is true?"

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, ask around the surrounding mountains. No one can match my reputation."

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, "Alright, in the next few days, a group of pilgrims from the Tang Dynasty in the East will pass through your Black Wind Mountain. These pilgrims have a treasure called the Brocade Kasaya. When the time comes, try to steal it for me, and then this Nine-Turn Golden Elixir will be yours."

The black bear spirit frowned. "Stealing... isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"If you don't like it, you don't have to take this Nine-Turn Golden Elixir."

Guanyin rose from her white jade throne and was about to leave when she was quickly stopped by the Black Bear Spirit.

"Let me think about it some more."

Guanyin stopped and looked calmly at the black bear spirit.

With something on my mind, I realized that the first difficulty in Buddhism should not be too difficult, so entrusting it to this black bear was just right.

First, steal the cassock. Sun Wukong will definitely be alert, and then we can retrieve it. In this way, this ordeal will be over, and the Buddhist sect will reap a great deal of good fortune.

Thinking about this, Guanyin secretly marveled at the correctness of her initial choice.

It has to be Buddhism, not only because the method of cultivating relics is very suitable for me.

Even his merits are much greater than when he was in the Chan Sect. If this continues, how can he not reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao?

The black bear spirit thought about it carefully for a while, but his eyes never left the jade plate held by Guanyin. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, I'll help you this time."

Guanyin smiled and said, "Good. After the matter is settled, I will personally present you with the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir. This elixir was the last batch refined by a sage. It is extremely precious and worth more than its price. You won't lose out or be cheated."

The black bear spirit nodded repeatedly, his eyes never leaving the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

Soon, Guanyin left, and the black bear spirit tidied himself up, transformed into a black-faced Taoist, and flew towards Guanyin Temple in a whirlwind!

Guanyin Temple is located twenty miles south of the foot of Black Wind Mountain. The temple is not large. Among its inhabitants, the Black Bear Spirit and the old abbot, Elder Jinchi, are on good terms.

It was with the help of the Black Bear Spirit that Elder Jinchi, a mere mortal, lived to be over two hundred years old, a life that most people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

"Knock knock knock!"

A knock sounded at the door, and the young novice monk inside the monastery quickly called out, "Coming, coming!"

The gate opened, and the young monks, seeing the black-faced Taoist priest who was actually the black bear spirit, were not surprised at all. They quickly said, "So it's you! Please come in. The abbot is waiting for you inside the temple."

The black bear spirit entered the Guanyin Temple, pushed open the door, and went directly into Elder Jinchi's meditation room.

Jin Chi was meditating when he saw the Black Bear Spirit arrive. He quickly and nimbly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, what brings you to my Guanyin Temple?"

Jin Chi's face was ingratiating; this black bear spirit was his savior who had saved his life.

Without the Black Bear Spirit, he would have died long ago, leaving not even ashes. How could he have lived to such an old age?

Of course, we must please the Black Bear Spirit so that he can bestow upon us more elixirs and medicines, allowing him to live longer.

(End of this chapter)