Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

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Nezha stood still on the cloud, his crimson ribbons moving without wind.

Western Buddhism and Taoism have given him a second chance at life!

Others may only know that Nezha was Li Jing's third son, with a fierce temperament and great supernatural powers. But few know the origin of his body being made of lotus root.

Nezha remained silent for a moment, the events of the past seeming as if they happened yesterday.

He was born holy, and three days later he went to the sea to purify himself, but he pulled out the dragon tendons of the East Sea Dragon Prince and trampled the Crystal Palace, causing a great disaster.

His father, Li Jing, the Dinosaur King, complained to the Heavenly Court, which brought disaster to the whole family. He even wanted to kill his own son to settle the matter.

Nezha, being fierce in nature, resolutely cut off his flesh to return to his mother and removed his bones to return to his father, thus dispersing his flesh and blood body to return his father's essence and his mother's blood.

Only a sliver of true spirit remains, yet the soul is lost and helpless, adrift and on the verge of death.

It was that spark of true spirit that, in a daze, drifted to the Western Paradise and entered the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

With the compassion of the Buddha, the bone of the lotus root from the Pure Pond was used, and the garment of the lotus flower was used to reshape his Dharma body. He also recited the supreme mantra and brought him back to life.

Only then did he obtain Nezha's life and supernatural powers.

This kindness and virtue are heavier than Mount Tai.

Now that the Buddha has given his decree, how could he not obey? How could he not strive to be the first to act?

Chen Jiao and Taibai Jinxing had both heard of these past events, and seeing Nezha's expression now, they knew the reason.

In an instant, all sorts of thoughts flowed through my mind.

Nezha clasped his hands in greeting to Taibai Jinxing and Chen Jiao, saying:

"Old Star Lord, you taciturn fellow, the Buddha's decree has arrived, and the military situation is urgent. Nezha must return to camp immediately to muster the troops and cannot go to Yaochi to view the treasures together."

I'll come find you again another day to discuss our skills!

Chen Jiao nodded slightly to Nezha: "Since the Buddha has decreed, Third Prince, you may depart. We can talk again another day."

Nezha nodded emphatically, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chen Jiao and Taibai Jinxing, and his usual sharp smile returned to his face:

"You silent devil, today's battle was truly exhilarating! I'll return after I've captured that troublemaking scoundrel and then we'll talk!"

Having said that, without waiting for their response, he turned around and shouted to Fish Belly, "Go!"

The fiery wheels beneath his feet blazed with crimson flames, and his figure transformed into a sharp crimson rainbow, shooting swiftly towards the Heavenly Soldiers' Training Ground before disappearing into the vast clouds in the blink of an eye.

Fish Belly will quickly ride the clouds to chase after it.

Chen Jiao and Venus watched him depart into the distance.

Venus sighed softly, shook his head, and said nothing more, only addressing Chen Jiao:

"The Third Prince is a man of strong emotions, and he clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. True Lord, let us now head to the Jade Pool."

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Jade Pool Fairy Palace.

Inside a quiet and elegant boudoir.

The clouds hang low, a strange fragrance wafts through the air, and outside the window, one can see exotic flowers and rare herbs, and graceful birds fluttering about.

This is where the Seven Fairies usually gather.

At this moment, however, the boudoir was not quiet.

Six fairies, each with unparalleled beauty and unique temperament—blue, white, black, yellow, green, and purple—are gathered together in front of a cloud-shaped table.

Each of them stretched out their snow-white necks, their black hair piled high like clouds, their hairpins trembling slightly, their eyes all fixed on an ancient bronze mirror placed in the center of the cloud-shaped table.

The mirror has an ancient design, and the frame appears to have a relief carving of the Kunlun Mountains.

The mirror does not reflect the scene before your eyes, but rather reflects the shimmering water, the churning clouds, and the ever-changing scenery within.

It is the treasure of the Queen Mother of the West—the Kunlun Mirror.

This mirror has the power to see through the three realms and six paths, trace back to the origin, and manifest all the heavens.

Naturally, such a precious treasure would not be used casually, but the six princesses seized the opportunity to borrow it to witness the interesting events in the celestial realm.

"Quick, let me see where that tremor came from!"

The fairy in green was impatient and stretched out her slender fingers to try to stir up the chaotic energy at the edge of the mirror.

"Second sister, don't move around. The Kunlun Mirror has a mysterious energy. You need to calm your mind to see what you want to see."

The fairy in white quickly pressed her hand down, while she herself stared intently into the mirror, trying to catch something from the rapidly changing images.

"I think I just caught a glimpse of lightning, it was so dazzling!" The fairy in black blinked.

"Is the Thunder Department practicing again? But the noise doesn't sound like ordinary thunder magic."

The fairy in yellow rested her chin on her hand, seemingly lost in thought.

The green-clad fairy, with her sharp eyes, suddenly whispered:

"Look there! The cloud platform! There are people fighting!"

Her shout immediately roused the other fairies, who moved even closer.

The chaotic mist in the mirror stabilized slightly, revealing a floating cloud platform.

Blazing white lightning and crimson fire intertwined and collided, precisely where Chen Jiao and Nezha had just sparred.

"That must be Nezha, the Third Prince! He's incredibly powerful!"

The fairy in yellow pointed at the three-headed, six-armed figure in the mirror, with magical treasures flying everywhere, and exclaimed in a low voice.

The men in blue, black, and green robes were also watching intently, their eyes glued to the screen.

Sometimes I gasped at the perilous clashes, sometimes I marveled at the exquisite moves.

Although they were not warrior immortals, they had lived in the Heavenly Palace for a long time and their eyesight was not bad. They could see the profound mysteries of the Dao and their supernatural powers were extraordinary.

The scene in the mirror suddenly changed.

The scene freezes on the moment when Chen Jiao transforms into a majestic Dharma form, unleashing a sword strike that pierces the heavens, causing a crimson star to fall.

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

None of the princesses had ever witnessed such a great supernatural power manifesting as the laws of heaven and earth.

I felt my mind swaying, and all I saw and heard was the magnificent and awe-inspiring Taoist charm.

She was somewhat moved by what she saw, and her cheeks flushed slightly, whether from excitement or shyness.

Although the image was blurry, its very existence was enough to make one afraid to look directly at it.

The fairies hurriedly lowered their eyes or turned their faces away, not daring to look any longer.

Even with just a glimpse out of the corner of her eye at the sword that stretched across the sky in the mirror, her heart still pounded wildly.

The room fell silent for a moment.

"Is the fight over? Who won?" The fairy in black robes asked, still wanting more.

"Judging from the way the red star fell, it seems like the Third Prince suffered a loss..." the green-clad fairy whispered.

"Incredible, True Lord Jingfa, he seems to be a truly formidable figure."

"That's what the fairy in green said, her eyes full of curiosity and inquiry."

Just as the fairies were still unsettled and whispering among themselves as the mirror gradually calmed down.

From outside the boudoir, the soft voice of a fairy maiden reporting something could be faintly heard, seemingly saying words like "Venus" and "True Lord".

"Could it be that Venus has brought True Lord Jingfa to collect the Xuan Tian Bi Jie Yun Brocade Cloak?"

The fairy in white, with her keen mind, immediately connected the dots and recalled the events leading up to this.

Upon hearing this, the fairies, who were already deeply impressed by the scene in the mirror, couldn't contain themselves any longer.

They exchanged a glance, and the fairy in green quietly channeled a tiny bit of magic power into the Kunlun Mirror.

The mirror-like surface swirls with mist, creating ever-changing scenes, reflecting the view in front of the jade steps outside the Jade Pool Palace.

Venus, holding a whisk, stood with a smile, accompanied by a young True Lord in a black robe with gold patterns, whose posture was upright.

It was Chen Jiao, who had just manifested a majestic Dharma form in the mirror and whose sword strike had astonished the heavens.

Behind it, a magnificent black-bodied mythical beast with a jade horn on its forehead followed quietly.

At this moment, the True Lord had already concealed all his supernatural powers and stood quietly amidst the celestial charm of the Jade Pool.

His expression was calm, his eyes clear and upright, and he possessed a dignified and composed demeanor that came from years of experience and reflection.

It was quite different from the domineering and unparalleled image she had just seen in the mirror, yet it was still captivating.

Just as the fairies were about to take a closer look, the black-robed True Lord in the mirror suddenly narrowed his eyes and abruptly raised his head.

His gaze was calm, yet it seemed to pierce through layers of celestial palaces and endless auspicious clouds, directly facing the fairies gathered in front of the mirror.

"oops!"

"We've been discovered!"

The fairies inside the pavilion gasped in unison, their faces flushing red as if they had done something wrong.

The fairy in purple reacted the fastest, and with a flick of her slender finger, she hurriedly severed the magical connection.

The light and shadow on the Kunlun Mirror became disordered for a moment, then returned to a state of chaotic mist and airflow, making it impossible to see the outside world anymore.

The boudoir fell silent for a moment, with only the slightly hurried, soft breathing of the few fairies and their embarrassed expressions as they looked at each other.

There was a moment of silence.

The blush on the fairies' faces gradually faded, and their heartbeats gradually returned to normal.

The fairy in purple gently smoothed her sleeves, raised her eyes, and said softly:

"Just now... the True Lord must have noticed something. But since it was an unintentional mistake, he probably won't take it to heart."

It's been a long time since I've seen Sister Yang Chan. Why don't we see how she's doing?

Yang Chan is the younger sister of Yang Jian, the True Lord of the Pure Source Wondrous Way, and a close friend of both sisters. She now resides on Mount Hua in the Western Mountains, where she is responsible for protecting the region.

They had a long-standing relationship and were very close.

However, due to the strict rules of the heavens, it is inconvenient to gather often, and it has been a long time since we last met.

Mentioning this quiet and gentle older sister immediately eased the slightly awkward atmosphere in the room.

"Yes, yes!"

The fairy in green nodded quickly, a look of nostalgia in her eyes:

"Sister Yang Chan must be lonely, always guarding Mount Hua alone."

"Why don't we inform our mother and find a fine day to descend to Mount Hua to visit my sister, have some fun, and relax?" the fairy in yellow enthusiastically agreed.

"That's a great idea!"

The fairies in green, black, and white robes nodded in agreement, temporarily setting aside their earlier embarrassment.

The fairy in white robes focused her mind and began casting her spell again.

The Kunlun Mirror reflects the changing light and scenery, gradually revealing a landscape of magnificent peaks and beautiful waters, shrouded in clouds and mist—this is none other than Mount Hua, the Western Peak.

The mirror's light searched and reflected towards the location of the Temple of Our Lady.

The six fairies began to whisper among themselves about when to descend to the mortal realm and what novel things they would bring to share with Yang Chan.

Soft, hushed conversations resumed inside the boudoir.

Only occasionally, his gaze would still involuntarily drift to the now-silent Kunlun Mirror, his thoughts slightly unsettled.

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Outside the Jade Pool Fairy Palace.

Silence reigned, save for the faint sound of the Milky Way flowing in the distance and the delicate tinkling of jade pendants carried on the wind.

Chen Jiao thoughtfully withdrew his gaze; the vague feeling of being spied on had vanished without a trace.

Having cultivated himself to this day, he possesses keen spiritual awareness, is particularly skilled in thunder magic, and has an exceptionally clear perception of qi.

The veiled yet undeniably present spying earlier sent a chill down Chen Jiao's spine, making him secretly wary.

He now holds a high position of power and influence, and who knows how many eyes are secretly watching him.

Although this feeling did not indicate any danger, it served as a wake-up call for him, reminding him that even in the Heavenly Court, the sacred land of Yaochi, he could not afford to be complacent for a moment.

However, this place is where the Queen Mother of the West cultivates in seclusion, and it is a restricted area, so it is not convenient to investigate further.

Just as they were pondering this, the fairy maiden who had just entered to announce their arrival gracefully emerged, bowed slightly to Venus and Chen Jiao, and spoke in a soft and melodious voice:

"Star Lord, True Lord, Her Majesty requests your presence. Please follow me inside."

"Thank you for your trouble, fairy."

Venus smiled and nodded, then stepped aside to signal Chen Jiao to go first.

Chen Jiao straightened his clothes slightly, his black robe fluttering, his expression calm. He nodded slightly to the fairy maiden and then followed behind her.

Fairy maidens led the way, passing through palace gates and corridors draped with clouds and auspicious mists.

Along the way, exotic flowers and rare herbs bloom, and mythical birds and cranes roam freely, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere, a place imbued with the natural charm of Taoism.

Before long, we arrived at a more spacious waterside pavilion and jade platform. We saw a sea of ​​clouds churning below the platform, and a rainbow bridge appearing and disappearing on the horizon, creating a magnificent spectacle.

Turn the page, and you'll find yourself in another world.