Journey to the West: Deer Power Immortal, Starting from Becoming a Disciple of the Supreme Lord Tais

Lu Qingxuan had not yet consumed the three Nine-Turn Golden Pills. The Dao Ancestor was right; the cultivation of Golden Immortals focused on enlightenment, not magical power.

No matter how strong one's magical power, if one's Dao heart is unstable, it is ultimately just a castle in the air.

However, he needs to take some time to visit the Tushita Palace to see if he can find any supernatural powers. As things stand, his foundation is still too weak.

Although he has the alchemy furnace to protect himself, his offensive and magical abilities are pitifully few. If the eighteen Arhats gather again next time, he is not confident that he can deal with them by relying solely on the alchemy furnace.

Some time later, he went to Zhiyuan Temple, only to find the temple gates tightly closed, the temple empty, the Buddha statues covered in dust, and the incense burner cold, clearly abandoned.

This is...

Ran away?

Lu Qingxuan was somewhat amused and exasperated. Although he had built a temple in Chechi Kingdom, he had not done anything to the monks.

Back when the four pilgrims were on their way to the West, they had their eyes on the three national teachers because the monks from Chechi Kingdom were being treated differently. Now that the people from Zhiyuan Temple have all fled, it's unclear what impact this will have on the Journey to the West.

These monks are far too sensitive...

Lu Qingxuan stood in the temple for a moment before turning to leave.

That evening, Lu Qingxuan was meditating in his quiet room when he suddenly sensed a familiar aura flying from the east.

A moment later, a beam of green light landed in the courtyard and transformed into a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist—it was none other than Tiger Power Immortal.

He strode into the meditation room, plopped down on the prayer mat, and grinned, "Third brother, Tiger's here! I heard you beat up those two Arhats, the Dragon Subduer and the Tiger Tamer? How are you? Are you hurt? Let me see!"

Lu Qingxuan smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

Tiger Power Immortal looked him up and down. Seeing that his complexion was rosy and his breathing was steady, he was relieved and slapped his thigh, saying, "In that case, I can rest assured. You don't know, that night you fought three Arhats outside the city until the sky darkened and the thunder could be heard in Zhongnan Mountain."

My second brother and I didn't sleep a wink all night, just waiting for your news.

"If you hadn't told me beforehand not to come, I would have rushed over already."

Lu Qingxuan smiled and said, "I'm sorry to have worried you two brothers. The three Arhats have already left, and Zhiyuan Temple is empty. The matter of Chechi Kingdom has come to an end."

Upon hearing this, Tiger Power Immortal's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Zhiyuan Temple is empty? Where are the monks?"

Lu Qingxuan said, "They're gone, not one is left."

Tiger Power Immortal laughed heartily, slapping his thigh and saying, "That's great! Those bald monks were always so arrogant, but now they've been beaten and run away by you, Third Brother. It's truly gratifying!"

After laughing for a while, he suddenly stopped laughing and lowered his voice, saying, "Third brother, when I came, second brother asked me to tell you something."

Seeing his unusual expression, Lu Qingxuan asked, "What is it?"

Tiger Power Immortal said, "A few days ago, a monk who claimed to be from Lingshan went to Zhongnan Mountain. He did not make a move or cause any trouble. He just stood outside the Three Immortals Temple for a long time, then left a letter and left."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Lu Qingxuan.

The inscription reads "Personally opened by Lu Qingxuan," written in neat, vigorous characters, exuding the solemnity unique to Buddhism.

Lu Qingxuan took the envelope, opened it, and saw only a few lines of text inside: "Daoist Lu, the Buddha already knows about the matter of Chechi Kingdom. The conflict between Buddhism and Taoism is not what the Buddha desires. If you have time, Daoist, you might as well come to Lingshan for a chat. This humble monk will be waiting for you. Amitabha."

Signed Laughing Lion Arhat.

After reading the letter, Lu Qingxuan remained silent for a moment.

Is this a plan to resolve things peacefully?

Tiger Power Immortal leaned closer and asked, "Third Brother, what did the letter say?"

Lu Qingxuan handed him the letter. Tiger Power Immortal glanced at it, scratched his head, and said, "Go to Mount Ling? Isn't that a trap? Third Brother, you can't go."

Lu Qingxuan put the letter away and said calmly, "Whether I go or not, we'll talk about it later. The matter in Chechi Kingdom has just been resolved, so there's no need for me to continue to oversee things here."

Since the Buddhist sect isn't coming, there's no point in him staying in Chechi Kingdom. He might as well go back and study supernatural powers properly.

Tiger Power Immortal nodded and said, "That's true. Third Brother, when are you going back?"

Lu Qingxuan said, "Three days later, I still have some things to do at the palace."

...

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Lu Qingxuan got up, changed his clothes, and went to the palace.

As dawn broke and there were few pedestrians on the street, several early-rising vendors were unloading their goods and setting up their stalls. Upon seeing Lu Qingxuan, they quickly bowed and greeted him, to which Lu Qingxuan responded with a smile and a nod.

Before long, Lu Qingxuan arrived at the palace.

Upon seeing Lu Qingxuan, the guards at the gate hurriedly ran to report, and soon a eunuch came running out to greet him: "Immortal Master, His Majesty is already waiting in the hall. Please come with me."

Lu Qingxuan nodded and followed the eunuch directly into the inner palace.

At this moment, the old king was sitting beside the queen's couch, holding a swaddled baby in his arms, his face full of the joy of becoming a father for the first time.

Upon seeing Lu Qingxuan enter, the old king quickly rose, handed the swaddling clothes to the wet nurse, and bowed, saying, "Immortal, your arrival is an honor I have failed to do. I hope you will forgive me."

Lu Qingxuan waved his hand: "It's alright. I'm leaving tomorrow, so I came today to bid farewell to His Majesty and to give Fengxuan some gifts as a full moon present."

"Fengxuan's full moon celebration is already being prepared. Why don't you stay a little longer, Immortal Master?" the old king said reluctantly.

"If we are destined to meet, we will meet again. Why bother about this moment?" Lu Qingxuan smiled, raised his hand and conjured a jade talisman, which he hung around Feng Xuan's neck.

"Immortal Master, what is this...?" the old king asked cautiously.

He could sense the extraordinary nature of the jade talisman, but he was unaware of its mysteries.

"This jade contains a wisp of my immortal power, which can protect the Crown Prince's life in a critical moment," said Lu Qingxuan.

Upon hearing this, the old king repeatedly expressed his gratitude, his heart filled with thanks.

Afterwards, Lu Qingxuan chatted with the old king for a while before leaving the palace.

Back at the Sanqing Temple, they summoned the Fox Immortal, and the two demons flew together toward Zhongnan Mountain.

By the time the two demons returned to Zhongnan Mountain, it was already noon.

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries with the two demons, Lu Qingxuan entered the quiet room, intending to visit the Tushita Palace later in the day.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

Lu Qingxuan sat cross-legged in the quiet room. He reached out and touched his brow, and a golden light shot out from the top of his head, transforming into a tiny figure exactly like him—his soul.

His soul left his body, glanced back at his physical form sitting cross-legged on the futon, and with a sway, transformed into a golden light that soared into the sky.

Passing through layers of clouds, Lu Qingxuan's spirit headed straight for the Tushita Palace.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn were chatting idly when Lu Qingxuan's spirit drifted in. Golden Horn laughed, "Spirit leaving the body, Junior Brother, don't you want your physical body anymore?"

Lu Qingxuan smiled and said, "My physical body is in Zhongnan Mountain, under the care of my two elder brothers, so nothing will happen to it. I have come here today to ask my master for an audience and to request one or two offensive and defensive techniques."

Silver Horn leaned closer, grinning, "Want some supernatural powers? Junior brother, were you terrified of those three Arhats?"