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

Chapter 491 The Black-Hearted Guanyin Returns the Robe

Jiang Liuer waved his hand, "If the abbot wants to look for it, then let him look."

"Wukong, Ao Yi, come with me to go fishing. We'll have some delicious fish soup to drink today."

"Yes, Master!"

The two quickly grabbed their homemade fishing rods and went fishing with Jiang Liuer at the lake not far from Guanyin Temple.

Elder Jinchi led everyone to the main hall of Guanyin Temple and said earnestly, "The brocade kasaya was lost in my Guanyin Temple, and my Guanyin Temple should bear the main responsibility. Today, let us all work together to find the brocade kasaya."

Elder Jinchi has considerable influence and has gained everyone's unanimous approval.

The brocade cassock is priceless; it must be found.

Soon, Jinchi dispatched people from outside temples to search Guanyin Temple.

As for Jinchi, he led the people from Guanyin Temple to search the surrounding area.

Jinchi wasn't worried at all, watching the people in the temple outside conducting a frantic search.

Because he had already presented the brocade cassock to the black bear spirit last night.

Black Wind Mountain, Black Wind Cave, the Black Bear Spirit lay on the stone bed, playing with his brocade cassock, completely lacking the sacred feeling of Jinchi.

This cassock is indeed a fine item, a treasure in itself, but compared to the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, it's nothing at all.

Not long after, ripples appeared in the void, and Guanyin reappeared in the Black Wind Cave.

"Did you get the brocade cassock?"

The black bear spirit sprang to his feet, holding up the brocade cassock. "Got it!"

"Well done."

Guanyin nodded. "If nothing unexpected happens, the pilgrim will find you here. Just wait in this Black Wind Cave and don't go anywhere else. When he arrives, fight him, drop the cassock, and run away. That will complete your mission!"

The black bear spirit casually asked, "What is the background of the pilgrims on their journey to the West?"

"The pilgrim was a monk from the Jin Guang Temple in Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, and his disciple was Sun Wukong, the Monkey King who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago!"

"puff!"

The black bear spirit almost spat out his saliva, and his already dark face turned even darker!

"What? The Monkey King who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago! What kind of person is he? How could I possibly be his match!"

The black bear spirit was almost scared to death; he was only at the level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Who is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong? Back then, he was a ruthless man who fought against the three heavens with just his staff, and even the three Buddhas of Buddhism were no match for him.

Such a person, could be killed ten thousand times over with a single breath, right?

"Look at you, you pathetic sight!"

Guanyin's face turned cold. "When he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then, that monkey didn't rely entirely on his own strength. With your strength, you might not be his match. Even if you are not his match, I'm watching from the shadows. I will naturally come out to lend you a hand when the time comes."

But the black bear spirit shook his head repeatedly, indicating his refusal, and threw the brocade cassock in his hand to Guanyin, saying, "I'm not doing this anymore, and I don't want the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir either. You should find someone else to do this job."

The fact that the Black Bear Spirit could cultivate to the level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal in this post-Investiture of the Gods era speaks volumes about his talent; he was certainly not a fool.

Life is the most important thing. As for treasures, they are just icing on the cake. There's no need to risk your life for them.

When Guanyin saw that the Black Bear Spirit refused, her expression immediately darkened. "You dare refuse me?"

The black bear spirit didn't reply at all, and transformed into a black whirlwind, suddenly flying out of the cave.

Guanyin gave a light snort and casually unleashed a burst of magical power, sealing the cave entrance.

The black bear spirit, undeterred by death, slammed into the cave entrance, cried out in pain, and was sent flying back.

When she looked at Guanyin again, her expression had changed, and she said with murderous intent, "If you don't do it, I will kill you. Do it now, and the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir will still be yours."

Guanyin was a quasi-saint, a powerful cultivator whose aura was terrifying. Even a tiny glimpse of her power caused the black bear to tremble with fear, his hair standing on end. He dared not refuse, shouting, "I'll do it! I'll do it!"

"That's more like it!"

After withdrawing her murderous aura, Guanyin said, "You shall wait in the Black Wind Cave for the next few days. If I find out that you have gone elsewhere, you will know what will happen to you."

"Yes."

The black bear spirit nodded in trepidation.

Guanyin then departed.

Watching Guanyin's departing figure, the black bear spirit spat out a mouthful of saliva!

Damn it!

You can't force someone to do something!

The Black Bear Demon lay on the stone bed, his eyes dull and lifeless. The disciple of the pilgrim was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. A direct confrontation was out of the question. Right now, he could only think of other ways.

Why don't we go down the mountain now and tell the pilgrims the truth?

No, no, if he really goes down the mountain, that person will probably skin him alive.

The black bear spirit was on the verge of tears, wondering why he was so unlucky!

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. At Guanyin Temple, under the leadership of Abbot Jinchi...

They dug up the Guanyin Temple from top to bottom, and even mobilized the people outside the temple to search for it, but still found nothing.

Inside the main hall of Guanyin Temple, Jinchi sighed, "Elders, we still can't find the brocade kasaya. I... I'm truly ashamed to face you all."

Jiang Liuer waved his hand and laughed, "It's alright. A cassock is just an external thing. If you lose it, you lose it. We don't blame you."

Elder Jinchi was even more delighted. He had stolen the cassock only to exchange it for a longevity elixir from the Black Bear Demon.

What he feared most was that after stealing the cassock, Jiang Liuer would hold a grudge and wouldn't let it go, making it difficult to explain.

Now that Jiang Liuer is so open-minded and doesn't intend to pursue the matter, the pill is not something he can just reach out and get.

"Xiao Yi, how long have we been staying at this Guanyin Temple?"

"It's been half a month."

Jiang Liuer stroked his chin. "Half a month is not short. Elder Jinchi, let's set off now."

"How about staying another night?"

Elder Jinchi tentatively asked.

"Since the elders are so kind as to accept our invitation, how can we refuse? Let's stay another night."

Jiang Liuer readily agreed.

That night, Sun Wukong said, "Master, it's been several days, why hasn't Buddhism taken any action yet?"

Jiang Liuer remained calm and composed. "Today, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Buddhist sect will definitely take action."

Sun Wukong grinned menacingly, "I've been itching to use my golden cudgel for ages."

Sun Wukong, who has attained the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, is truly unmatched in the Three Realms in this post-Investiture of the Gods era.

Ao Yi was equally eager to try, "Brother Monkey, Master, I can also lend you a hand."

Black Wind Mountain, Black Wind Cave, Guanyin arrives again, asking, "Has the cassock been returned to the pilgrim?"

The black bear spirit shook his head. "No, it's been three days, and the pilgrims haven't come looking for us at all."

"They didn't come looking for us? How is that possible!"

Guanyin was speechless. The brocade cassock and the nine-ringed staff were treasures that Jiang Liuer had personally delivered to him when he traveled west.

Jiang Liuer has been missing this treasure for three days and hasn't even gone looking for it. What is he good for?

Then, considering that Jiang Liuer and his group had been at Black Wind Mountain for more than half a month, which was not a short time, he said decisively, "Go to Guanyin Temple and personally return this brocade cassock."

"Send it back?"

Although the black bear spirit was unwilling, he still nodded obediently.

(End of this chapter)