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

It was clear that the Han family girl, whom they hadn't seen for several years, possessed a completely different aura.

Although he was still practicing Qi cultivation, there was an inner spiritual light hidden in his movements. His fire element true Qi flowed smoothly and harmoniously, his foundation was quite solid, and his aura was already extraordinary.

What's even more remarkable is that his spirit of courage and diligence almost emanates from his entire being.

He was slightly surprised and secretly thought that the martial arts technique passed down by the king was indeed extraordinary.

Han Liyan walked to the pavilion and looked calmly at Master Yujin.

She had mixed feelings about this imperial advisor; she felt neither gratitude nor hatred.

She nodded slightly and said in a clear voice, "I hope the Imperial Preceptor has graced my humble abode with his presence. What brings you here?"

Master Yu Jin didn't take this to heart; instead, he smiled warmly and said gently:

"Young friend, there's no need for such formalities. I've come here primarily to have a casual chat with Fellow Daoist Han."

Secondly, I was also pleased to hear that you are diligently cultivating and will soon be approaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

He took out a palm-sized white jade elixir bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the stone table. The bottle was warm and smooth, with faint cloud patterns.

"This bottle contains three [Condensing Essence and Transforming into True Foundation Building Pills], which I obtained by chance during my travels in my early years."

When taken during the Foundation Establishment stage, it can condense true essence, transform the illusory into the real, and stabilize the foundation of the Dao, increasing the chances of success by 30%.

My young friend is always diligent, and your foundation building should proceed without major obstacles. This elixir is merely a finishing touch, perhaps making the process even smoother, and is a small token of my appreciation.

The jade bottle sat quietly on the stone table, emanating a faint, refreshing fragrance that soothed the mind and spirit.

Just as Han Liyan was about to speak, the sky suddenly darkened.

All three felt something and looked up at the same time.

Just moments ago the sky was clear and blue, but now dark clouds gathered and rolled in.

A stream of pure energy surged and flowed, quietly enveloping the entire capital city; it was the sealing formation that Xuan Ling had previously set up that was now in operation.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful pressure spread out from the direction of the royal palace, shaking the void. Although it was far away, it still made people's hearts tremble.

Before they could think it through, the energy in the sky trembled violently, and a muffled boom and the aftershocks of a fierce collision of magical power faintly echoed.

Just a few breaths later, a fierce lion's roar exploded from the sky.

Before the roar had even subsided, a thick, dark, demonic cloud carrying a foul stench plummeted down from the sky.

It crashed down squarely towards the waterside pavilion of the Han residence.

An eerie aura emanated from the area, its ferocious power still lingering, causing the vegetation to bow low and the pond water to surge.

"Not good!" Upon seeing this, Master Yujin's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up.

Han Chengzong also shielded Han Liyan behind him, his expression solemn.

No sooner said than done, the demonic cloud crashed into the courtyard.

The lion-like monster staggered into view from the clouds, its mane disheveled and blood trickling from its mouth, clearly indicating that it was seriously injured.

Its gaze swept quickly, instantly locking onto the three people in the pavilion, especially the Jade Brocade Immortal dressed in a plain robe.

A fierce glint flashed in the lion-like monster's eyes. Without hesitation, it opened its mouth and spewed out a dark, foul-smelling wind that instantly filled the courtyard.

This wind is strange; it does not harm the body, nor does it have the power of flying sand and stones, but it specifically confuses the eyes and disturbs the mind.

Han Liyan and Han Chengzong felt a stinging pain in their eyes, as if they were covered by a veil, making it difficult to see. Even when they tried to use their spiritual senses, it was as if they were trapped in a swamp, their vision clouded and unclear.

Master Yu Jin also frowned, making hand seals in his sleeves to protect himself with pure energy, but he could not dispel the evil wind that was specifically targeting the five senses and six consciousnesses.

It turned out that the lion-like monster, seeing that it was no match for Xuan Ling in martial arts and supernatural powers, devised another cunning plan to use its transformation technique again and take advantage of the chaos to substitute one thing for another.

It was already familiar with the aura and appearance of True Person Yu Jin, and now it wanted to use the demonic wind as cover to transform into the appearance of True Person Yu Jin.

Perhaps they could deceive the heavens and cross the sea, or temporarily evade the pursuit of that dragon demon, and then devise a plan for the future.

It spotted the aura of Jade Brocade Immortal at the center of the demonic wind and lunged in.

The raging wind blinded them, and the demonic aura clouded their vision; this should have been the perfect opportunity for him to unleash his transformations.

However, as soon as he rushed into the wind, before he could even activate his transformation technique, he met a pair of cold, indifferent vertical pupils with a faint crimson-gold hue.

Xuan Ling was unaware that he had quietly stood in the demonic wind, watching it silently, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The lion-like monster froze abruptly, filled with fear.

Although its ability to manipulate wind and create illusions is not a great supernatural power, it is still quite remarkable.

How could this dragon demon be here first?

"Trying to make changes again?"

Xuan Ling's voice came through clearly.

Before the lion-like monster could react, the Azure Thunder Halberd had already transformed into a bolt of azure lightning, carrying immense force as it crashed down on the lion-like monster that was lunging at it!

Before the halberd even arrived, its heavy pressure had already dispersed all the surrounding demonic winds.

"No!"

The lion-like monster only had time to let out a short, startled roar before the halberd shaft slammed solidly into its massive head.

"boom!"

A deep, muffled roar shook the earth violently.

The lion-like monster's massive body was forcefully slammed down from mid-air by this halberd, crashing onto the bluestone ground in the front courtyard of the Han residence like a meteorite.

In an instant, smoke and dust billowed into the sky, and pebbles flew everywhere, leaving a large crater several feet in diameter and several feet deep.

The lion-like monster was currently lying paralyzed at the bottom of the pit, its head firmly pressed down by the thunder halberd, unable to move.

I felt as if my bones and muscles were about to break, my soul was shaken, and my vision went black.

The eerie wind that had enveloped the courtyard dissipated.

Master Yu Jin, Han Chengzong, and Han Liyan felt a sudden brightness before their eyes, and their consciousness returned to normal.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that Xuan Ling had somehow appeared in the courtyard, his black robes fluttering, holding the Thunder Halberd upside down in one hand.

The three were both surprised and delighted, and quickly stepped forward to pay their respects, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty/Senior!"

In the deep pit, the lion-like monster was pinned to the bottom of the pit by Xuan Ling, who held a halberd with one arm, pressing the blade against its massive head, rendering it unable to move.

Still unwilling to give up, it growled in its throat and scratched at itself with its limbs, trying to struggle to its feet.

Xuan Ling snorted coldly and withdrew his Thunder Halberd.

Just as the lion-like monster was about to seize the opportunity to attack, Xuan Ling raised his foot and lightly stepped on its head, crushing it back into the dust.

The lion-like monster had never suffered such humiliation. Shame and rage surged within him, and he opened his mouth to curse.

"Clang!"

A clear, resonant halberd sound immediately interrupted its roar.

Xuan Ling had already thrown the Azure Thunder Halberd with a backhand motion. The blade pointed downwards, grazed the lion-like monster's cheek, and deeply embedded itself in the hard ground at the edge of the pit, the shaft still trembling slightly.

The halberd blade, smooth as a mirror, clearly reflected the lion-like monster's ferocious lion eyes.

Xuan Ling lowered his eyes, looking down at the struggling demon at his feet, and said calmly:

"To surrender or not to surrender?"

He paused, then exerted a slight force under his halberd, and the lion-like monster felt as if its head was about to split open.

"If you dare to make another move, the next strike of my halberd will pierce your skull and annihilate your body and soul."

Upon hearing this, the lion-like monster trembled, meeting Xuan Ling's cold, vertical pupils, and then catching sight of the halberd blade, its cold light gleaming, so close at hand.

It had no doubt that if it dared to make the slightest move, the halberd would pierce its skull and annihilate its soul in the next instant.

The struggle ceased, and the growling subsided.

Under Xuan Ling's gaze, the lion-like monster completely withdrew its fierce and demonic aura, revealing its true demonic form.

What a ferocious lion! Do you know what it looks like? As the poem says:

Its eyes are like crystal goblets, its head like a cauldron for boiling oil. Its entire body is indigo in the sweltering heat of summer, its four claws frosty in the depths of autumn. It has two drooping ears and a tail as long as a broom.

Its green fur bristled with fierce spirit, its red eyes gleamed with golden light. Its fangs resembled jade tablets, its round beard held high like a hard spear. It was once a beast that roamed before the Buddha, but today it is a prisoner.

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