Journey to the West Creation Technique

The techniques and formulas of "Journey to the West: Creation Skill" are secondary; the true core lies in the practice of maintaining physical form.

A practitioner's every word and action must conform to the appearance of the characters in "Journey to the West" in order to improve their skills. Otherwise, their skills will hardly improve, and they may even be damaged, resulting in a great loss of skills.

Sha Wujing's appearance is as steady, quiet, and down-to-earth as the earth, silently carrying the burden for the pilgrimage team.

Longma's appearance is like a sharp blade that needs to be sealed away. Although its sharpness is fully revealed when it is unsealed, it is usually hidden in its sheath and is never easily shown to others.

The core of the Dragon Horse Appearance can be summed up in one word: "Patience".

How patient can the White Dragon Horse be?

He was clearly a dragon, yet he was turned into a horse to be driven by men.

His fiancée, Princess Wansheng, eloped with the Nine-Headed Insect. If his second senior brother hadn't been unable to defeat her, he wouldn't have intervened.

Readers of "Journey to the West" almost never regard the White Dragon Horse as a pilgrim, equating him with an animal.

If Sha Wujing (the Earthly Monk) has at least a couple of lines, then White Dragon Horse (the White Dragon Horse) basically doesn't.

After the journey to the West was over, Buddha bestowed official titles and made vows on Mount Ling, granting them higher ranks and honors.

The master bestowed upon him the title of Sandalwood Merit Buddha; the eldest brother bestowed upon him the title of Victorious Fighting Buddha; the second brother bestowed upon him the title of Cleansing Altar Messenger; and the third brother bestowed upon him the title of Golden Body Arhat.

Not only did the White Dragon Horse fail to gain a formal master-disciple relationship with Tang Sanzang, it also ended up staying at the Great Thunder Temple as a coiled dragon pillar.

If he doesn't even flip the table when things have gotten this bad, do you think he can tolerate it?

The White Dragon Horse's "forbearance" is not the kind of forbearance that involves suppressing anger for a moment, nor is it the kind of forbearance that leads to the ruin of great plans if one cannot be forbearing for a small reason. Rather, it is the kind of forbearance that comes from having no worries in one's heart.

His "forbearance" is called "purity and non-anger".

This is an extremely high state of mind, no less than remaining calm even when the sky is falling.

The human heart is like a courtyard.

"Clean" means to sweep the courtyard clean and to sweep away the resentment, distracting thoughts, and obsessions in one's heart.

"Su" means to rearrange the things in the courtyard in an orderly manner, so that one's thoughts and actions are in accordance with rules and regulations.

Sweep away the fallen leaves and dust from the courtyard of your heart, and then neatly arrange the broom and mop.

Then naturally, none of the disturbances from the outside world will make you angry.

Not getting angry, not blushing = not being sullen.

"Purity and non-anger" is the reason why the White Dragon Horse is so tolerant, and it is also a state of mind that can only be achieved with extremely high cultivation.

Remaining calm in the face of fear is called being unperturbed even when the sky is falling.

To remain unmoved in the face of humiliation is called purity and non-anger.

Without fear, without honor or disgrace, one is naturally invincible.

……

Inside the Water Curtain Cave, Lu Chengjun's primordial spirit sat cross-legged beside the spiritual root, silently pondering the dragon-horse's appearance and its cultivation incantation.

In the Five Elements theory, Earth generates Metal.

When Lu Chengjun began to cultivate the Golden Dragon Horse, even though his primordial spirit could not yet control his body, his essence, energy, and spirit had already undergone subtle changes.

As time passed, the dark green sapling on the stone platform, which had been reflecting his cultivation level, was tinged with a golden light, and gradually a golden thread began to grow on its trunk...

……

Black Rock Wasteland, deep in the dense forest.

White Serpent Temple.

In this ancient hall, every wall is inlaid with colorful spiritual stones, shimmering with light, and filled with pure spiritual energy.

In the main hall.

On the high platform, there was a pool of dark green poison. The water was shallow, and Lu Chengjun lay weakly in the pool, his eyes closed, already unconscious.

There was also a woman in the pool, with bright eyes and white teeth, and snow-white skin, but her neck was covered with layers of silvery-white snake scales.

It was the White Snake Demon King.

She lightly touched the water with her fingertips, flirtatiously manipulating the person in the pool.

Below the high platform, inside the main hall.

A large number of White Snake tribe members gathered here, their expressions fanatical and frenzied.

Some people kowtowed in worship, some rolled on the ground, some wept bitterly, some prayed silently, and some whipped themselves.

To exhaust all forms of expression, in order to show piety.

But God didn't care at all.

Humans can do whatever they want...

Among the crowd, Zhou He, Meng Yuan, Li Ang, and Qian Jin looked at the scene before them, their faces pale and their hearts filled with fear.

"What's going on? Why is a sacrifice being held all of a sudden? Who is that woman up there?" Li Ang was completely baffled and kept asking questions.

Qian Jin looked completely bewildered.

The two had just arrived at the White Snake tribe, eagerly anticipating becoming the groom that night, when suddenly a sacrificial ceremony was initiated.

All the White Serpent Clan members went to the temple, and these few dared not deviate from the crowd, so they came as well.

Upon entering the temple, one sees Lu Chengjun, who should have left long ago, soaking in a pool of highly poisonous water, his body corroded and emitting wisps of white smoke.

On the high platform, the girl flicked out her forked snake tongue and gently licked Lu Chengjun's body.

The body, which had been corroded by the deadly poison, was quickly repaired with the help of demonic power.

His body was constantly being corroded, and then constantly being repaired...

The White Snake Demon King spared no expense in expending her demonic power to reshape Lu Chengjun's physical body with potent poison.

Meng Yuan turned to look at Zhou He beside him: "You understand the local language, what's the reason?"

Zhou He's face twitched: "Didn't you hear them shouting?"

"What are they muttering?" Meng Yuan looked at the white snake clan members around him who were talking nonsense. They were indeed chanting something, but he couldn't understand it.

Zhou He lowered his voice and began to translate:

"A mortal body... lies in divine saliva..."

"The White Serpent... coils in the sky..."

"Man...bathe in the breath of snakes...and grow your snake scales!"

"If I cannot... then I will... turn into a pool of bones and feed this pool..."

"Either be reborn, or rot."

……

Meng Yuan looked shocked: "I didn't expect your local dialect to be so good; you can understand all of this?"

Zhou He rolled her eyes at him: "What did you do with that great learning opportunity when that country bumpkin girl crawled into your bed tonight?"

Meng Yuan's eyes widened: "You said you studied foreign languages ​​at night, I didn't expect you to actually do it."

Just then, an untimely shout came from the high platform.

A tall, imposing man walked up to the platform and began to rattle off a string of words to the snake-scaled woman.

Li Ang looked closely and exclaimed, "That's Miren!"

"It's him, General Milon the White Serpent, who has been in the temple all along."

"What is Mirren saying?"

"He was advising the Demon King," Zhou He continued translating. "He said that Captain Lu is a foreign merchant, lacking divinity, and unworthy of the Demon King's favor. He is not fit to be a warrior of the gods, and he begged the Demon King to let Captain Lu turn into bones in the poisonous pool."

On the high platform, the White Snake Demon King turned a deaf ear to the advice of humans.

In her eyes, there was no essential difference between Milun and Lu Chengjun; they were both crickets that grew in her snake pit.

Now that she has discovered Lu Chengjun as a promising candidate, she wants to modify him and have him compete with people in cricket fighting—it's that simple.

Moreover, Lu Chengjun was undergoing a transformation at this time.

Although Lu Chengjun's eyes were closed, his lips moved slightly, silently repeating the cultivation mantra of the Dragon Horse Form:

"The Golden Dragon is inherently pure and true, purifying and calming the mind of impurities."

"Conceal your sharpness and hide your strength, do not act rashly; endure humiliation and be magnanimous, do not be angry."

"When the meridians are unblocked and the origin is restored, the great Dao is inherited; when the golden energy is concentrated, all evils flee."

……

As if triggered by some kind of opportunity, he actually took the initiative to absorb the demonic power bestowed upon him by the Snake King.

His aura rose steadily, and fine scales finally grew on his skin, which had been damaged and regenerated several times.

With the scales, the venom in the pool could no longer corrode his body.

"This is impossible!" Mirren muttered to himself.

He actually possesses divinity!

A profit-driven out-of-town merchant actually gained the approval of the gods and even absorbed divine power.

Given this merchant's power, if he were to also possess divinity, then I... would only be replaced.