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

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When the waters calmed, the ink-black color faded, and the sea and sky returned to their clear state.

The Dragon Whale Ancestor let out a deep roar, and its massive body slowly sank into the deep sea.

Xuan Ling then rode the clouds and lightly ascended to the celestial cloud.

The Barefoot Immortal chuckled and stepped forward to greet him.

He first solemnly accepted the Xuan Yuan Ding Bo Ruler, which had been restored to its ancient appearance, from Xuan Ling's hands.

He gently stroked the natural patterns formed by the reverse scales of the black dragon on the ruler with his fingertips, a look of emotion flashing in his eyes, before carefully tucking it into his sleeve.

"Young friend, you have made a great contribution to quelling the Ruoshui River."

The Barefoot Immortal chuckled, and then, with a flick of his sleeve, three dates appeared in his palm.

The jujubes were unusual; they were fiery red all over, radiating a warm and pure yang energy.

"The old Taoist priest has nothing of value."

There are only a few fire dates, which grew from the ancient tree in front of the cave. They have a slight effect on tempering magical power and stabilizing one's foundation. Young friend, please take them and have a taste.

His words were casual, as if they were just ordinary fruit.

Zhu Lie watched with longing, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily, almost drooling, his face filled with envy.

These jujubes are no ordinary goods. The Barefoot Immortal gave away three at once, making his "trying something new" sound so casual.

As soon as the celestial fruit left one's hand, a warm and sweet fragrance filled the air, instantly refreshing the mind and spirit.

Xuan Ling remained calm and did not refuse.

As he received the fire dates with both hands, he felt a warm current spread through his palms, and his water element seemed to be cleansed, becoming even more refined.

He bowed slightly: "Thank you for your generous gift, Great Immortal."

The Barefoot Immortal, being an upright and honorable immortal, smiled even more broadly upon seeing this.

His gaze lingered on Xuan Ling for a moment, as if he were pondering, before taking something out of his sleeve.

It was a token, neither gold nor jade, but black in color. The front was engraved with the two ancient seal characters "Dongyin," while the back was decorated with water ripples and cloud patterns, subtly resonating with the surrounding heaven and earth.

"This is the Yin Water Talisman."

The Barefoot Immortal's expression turned slightly solemn as he handed over the talisman:

"The holder of this talisman can be regarded as a servant in the outer court of the Great Emperor's palace."

If you encounter difficulties in the future, you may be able to seek some help from the water palaces in all directions by relying on this talisman.

I hope my young friend will diligently cultivate himself and accumulate merit and virtue.

When my cultivation is complete in the future, I will naturally address you as a fellow Daoist.

He gently placed the seemingly simple yet incredibly heavy water talisman in Xuan Ling's hand.

Xuan Ling grasped the water talisman and felt a warm yet powerful aura surge into his body, penetrating straight to his dantian and subtly merging with his own water element.

He could sense the weight behind the talisman and the unspoken expectations of the Barefoot Immortal.

He bowed respectfully with a solemn expression: "Xuan Ling will remember."

Seeing that he remained calm in the face of both honor and disgrace, the Barefoot Immortal's admiration deepened. He smiled, waved his fan, and said no more.

Jingfa Zhenjun stood before the generals, nodding slightly in approval, as if acknowledging their presence…

Then the immortals and gods rode on clouds and returned to the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, Ao Ying whispered:

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Xuanling for his great help, please stay at the Crystal Palace for two more days."

The promised gifts will be presented in double measure, as will Fellow Daoist Xuan Gu's.

Xuan Ling nodded slightly, and Xuan Gu Shangren beside him could not hide his joy.

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The True Lord and his entourage of immortals and gods traveled through Flower Fruit Mountain.

The sacred mountain is beautiful and ethereal. At its peak, a sacred stone, nourished by the essence of heaven and earth, gleams with a warm luster under the sunlight.

The True Lord's black robe fluttered in the wind, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the divine stone once more.

He didn't stop, but simply raised his hand and waved it gently.

The magnificent Ruyi Jingu Bang, which had just subdued the Weak Water, instantly transformed into a golden light and plummeted down from the clouds.

Like a shooting star streaking across the sky, it silently disappeared into the vast blue waves below, plummeting straight towards the deep sea hidden in the eye of the East China Sea.

"Thump..."

A deep, resonant echo came faintly from the far reaches of the sea. Though not violent, it caused the entire Dragon Palace to tremble slightly.

The pearls on the palace eaves swayed gently, the sea-patrolling yakshas paused and glanced sideways, and even the rare fish and shellfish that lived among the corals seemed to sense it, wagging their tails and retreating into the depths.

Golden light entered the sea, and the ripples it stirred slowly subsided.

The golden cudgel returned to silence, once again resting upon the eye of the sea.

Having fulfilled its duty to suppress the waters, the divine object will now remain hidden, awaiting another opportune moment.

Above the sea, clouds pass without leaving a trace.

The immortal stone atop Flower and Fruit Mountain awaits a momentous event.

Within the Dragon Palace of the Sea, the Golden Cudgel concealed its brilliance, awaiting its master.

Above the clouds, the True Lord folded his sleeves, his expression unchanged.

The celestial chariot continued its journey, gradually ascending into the clouds, and finally disappearing into the radiant light of the heavens.

After passing through layers of clouds, the view suddenly opened up before me.

But then one sees countless golden rays rolling like red rainbows, and a thousand auspicious wisps spraying purple mist.

A majestic heavenly gate stands tall amidst the clouds, crafted from deep blue glass and adorned with gleaming precious jade.

It was the Heavenly Court of the Upper Realm, the South Heavenly Gate.

The heavenly soldiers and generals on both sides stood like pillars, holding swords and spears, their expressions solemn and dignified.

There were already four marshals, Ma, Zhao, Wen, and Guan, who served as protectors, standing on the jade steps in front of the gate, some holding whips and maces, others holding swords.

Although he stood still and breathless, the awe-inspiring divine power emanating from his body had already caused the surrounding flowing immortal clouds to pause.

Upon seeing the arrival of the True Lord, the four Dharma Protectors stepped forward in unison, bowing deeply in welcome:

Upon seeing this, Marshal Zhao of the Xuantan stepped forward, bowed twice, and reported:

"I hereby report to the True Lord that there is a Taoist lion demon in the mortal realm who has learned the power to move mountains from an unknown source."

They even recklessly moved several overseas sacred mountains, disrupting the earth's veins.

Therefore, the Heavenly King has led his four generals Pang, Liu, Gou, and Bi, along with 30,000 heavenly soldiers, down to the mortal realm to subdue the demon.

After hearing this, the True Lord remained calm and nodded, saying:

"May the Heavenly King return victorious."

Without asking any further questions, he rode the clouds directly through the South Heavenly Gate, where thousands of auspicious clouds shone.

Behind him, a host of immortals and deities escorted the four water constellations, whose auras had weakened, and followed in silence.

After the True Lord and his entourage departed, silence returned to the area outside the Heavenly Gate.

Marshal Guan stroked his beard, gazing at the departing figure of the True Lord, and sighed:

"The True Lord's divine powers benefit all living beings."

This time, I descended to the mortal realm to slay the Star Lord, stabilize the Weak Water, and restore clarity to the universe.

Although he was ruthless and decisive, those he killed were all troublemakers, while those he saved were countless lives in the lower realms.

We guard the Heavenly Gate, and though our duty is heavy, we rarely receive such meritorious service to the world; it is truly admirable.

His words conveyed both reverence and感慨 (a sense of deep emotion).

Marshals Zhao and Wen nodded slightly upon hearing this, their eyes revealing deep agreement.

Marshal Wen looked down at the misty sea of ​​clouds below and said in a deep voice:

"The True Lord uses swift and decisive means to perform acts of compassion, which is admirable."

"The Heavenly King's journey will surely be as swift and decisive as the True Lord's, restoring peace to the mortal realm."

Only Marshal Ma's eyes flickered slightly as he gazed in the direction where the True Lord had disappeared, and he did not immediately echo the sentiment.

He pursed his lips, seemingly lost in thought, or perhaps somewhat dismissive, but ultimately only let out a barely audible hum from his nose, without uttering a word.

Marshal Zhao said slowly, "The True Lord's methods are indeed extraordinary, but..."

He slowed his speech and lowered his voice:

"Then Ketu, Rahu, and the other four hidden star lords were ultimately enshrined in the celestial register and ranked among the eleven major luminaries as righteous gods."

The True Lord executed him without hesitation, and even destroyed the Star Lord's residence.

The Sun Emperor, who rules the Sun Palace, is most fond of dough.

This resolute decision has likely offended the Sun Emperor to the extreme.

Upon hearing this, Marshal Wen sighed softly, and Marshal Guan paused slightly while stroking his beard.

Even Marshal Ma, who had been silent all along, twitched his eye almost imperceptibly.

Marshal Guan raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Lingxiao Palace in the distance, his voice deep and resonant:

"At this court assembly, the Sun Emperor will likely not have a good outcome."