Chapter 423: Golden Roc Fire Rat, Pure Land of Wisdom

The third day of the New Year,

Jiang Yi was eating breakfast and watching the sun rising over the sea on Yujing Terrace.

I visited all the new and old friends in Liyue Harbor yesterday. The only ones I haven't visited are Jue Yunjian and the one at Wangshu Inn.

"Let's go to the morning market and buy some food for lunch," Paimon suggested.

The bazaar is different from the Xiaoshi. Although the stalls are set up in the same place, the income is not included in the donation.

"Okay!" Jiang Yi remembered that Yaoyao really wanted to come to his house to pay New Year's greetings.

"Then buy more!" Ying felt inexplicably virtuous at this moment.

The three of them came to the market and swept through.

Passing by the Mingxiao lantern, Ying subconsciously looked at the place that she paid attention to last night.

"Wait! Is that Xiao?" She suddenly saw the Monkey King standing there, almost covered by the tall box.

Ying turned around to look at Jiang Yi, and then looked at the fiery red talisman on Jiang Yi's waist that had a magical power to reduce his presence.

The talisman trembled and flames rose up. The talisman, which had obtained the magical power, broke through the invisible magic.

The pedestrians around exclaimed.

"It went off accidentally!"

He picked up the wooden barrel and wanted to put out the fire for Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi had no choice but to release his true energy to protect himself, and said to Ying: "You go first, I'll be there soon! Since we have met, there is no need to hide it, as a surprise after finding other spirits."

As he thought about it, the water splashing around seemed to stop in the air and then flowed back into the wooden barrel.

He had to explain it to the firefighters who came over.

Ying and Paimon nodded, organized their words, and thought about how to tell Xiao about the Yaksha Spirit.

"Is it you?" Xiao looked at Ying and Paimeng who were running over. Was that the familiar aura that flashed by just now? No! He felt a ripple in his heart.

The person surrounded by the mortals over there is Jiang Yi, right? He has...

Paimon scratched his head and decided to make some small talk first: "Xiao, have you been to the Lantern Festival too?"

"I'm not interested in the Lantern Festival!" Xiao said calmly, "I just found out that some humans want to cause trouble!"

"Since it is not a demon, but a matter within the human world, I will leave it to you humans to resolve."

He passed by last night, took a look at the Mingxiao Lantern, saw the person drawing patterns on the ground, and heard the person talking to himself.

It seemed as if it was preparing to steal the largest piece of floating stone on the Mingxiao Lantern.

So, I went to investigate and cast a spell on the Mingxiao Lantern.

Ying noticed Xiao's concern for the smooth holding of the Lantern Festival, and did not point out Xiao's clumsy lie.

"Jiang Yi said that this pattern is the symbol of the treasure-stealing group. We have already told the Qianyan Army about this clue. I believe that the person who is about to cause trouble will be caught soon."

"Xiao, we have something to discuss."

Xiao looked at Paimeng who was hesitating, and then at Ying who was taking a deep breath: "What's the matter?"

"General Fire Rat..." Before Ying could finish his words, Xiao suddenly looked towards the bustling street.

"Please follow me, Great Sage!" Jiang Yi's voice came from the crowd, and his body leaped into the air with flames on his body.

There were flammable and explosive items such as lamp skins, wicks, firecrackers, etc. next to the Mingxiao lanterns, which were obviously not suitable for conversation, so he wanted to change the place.

A blue-black wind suddenly broke through the air, and Xiao's figure disappeared.

"Hurry up and catch up!" Paimon pointed the way. Ying spread her wings of wind, drove the wind element to lift herself up, and flew high into the sky.

After studying downwind, flying birds, and natural wind fields with Jiang Yi and Paimon, she mastered the art of flying combat.

Stars flashed across Paimon's body as he followed closely behind Ying.

The top of Tianheng Mountain,

The cyan-gold sword light fell and turned into Jiang Yi.

Then, a blue-black wind came down.

Finally, Ying and Paimon glided over and folded their wind wings.

Beside Jiang Yi, a fiery red talisman floated, and the spirit of fire emerged from it.

The wind blew past, flames fluttered like hair, the clothes with golden patterns and red background wrapped around the slender body, and the golden eyes on the ferocious Nuo mask stared blankly at Xiao.

After countless years of waiting and anticipation, that one obsession was to see... Jin Peng.

Ying Dazhi felt the familiar, friendly, unmistakable breath and took a step forward.

"No!"

"do not come!"

Xiao suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and the moment they met, he stepped back.

Ying and Paimeng stopped and looked at Xiao, who never smiled and was indifferent. They reacted violently, covering their faces and retreating to the edge of the cliff.

Supernatural powers are created by the mind.

Jiang Yi twisted a thousand meters of land, and a golden Bodhi tree descended on the top of Tianheng Mountain. The glazed Buddha light and the peaceful Zen spirit brought a golden swaying shadow.

The leisurely white clouds that purify karma surround the treetops and soothe the soul.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be the chanting of Sanskrit and the singing of swords.

"If the Great Sage is afraid that the karma that is emanating from your body will infect the spirit of the Fire Rat General, then here... in the Pure Land of Wisdom, in the Sword Domain that annihilates the three karmas, your karma will be suppressed deep within your body and soul."

Jiang Yi waved his hand, and the Buddha's light was like a sword, slashing into Xiao's body.

"What is this?" Ying and Paimeng looked at the Bodhi tree rising from the ground and suddenly they felt wisdom and unprecedented peace of mind.

Yingda's spirit reached out and wanted to touch Xiao's face.

The burning fire seemed to become gentle, and Xiao's body trembled.

He felt Yingda's spirit approaching and wanted to leave, but stopped where he was.

With a slightly hoarse voice, Xiao slowly spoke: "During the Demon God War, too many Yakshas died and were injured, like birds flying all over the sky and scattered everywhere."

"As Fanan said... it is difficult for Yaksha to find the place where his soul returns to."

He turned around, looked at the west side of Tianheng, and then looked at Yingda's spirit.

"Tongque died in the Demon God War a thousand years ago. He was younger than all of us. Fushe was very sad when he died in the battle. At that time, I was only aware of killing, and although I felt sad, I did not fully understand Fushe's feelings."

"Until Yingda, Fanan, Mi Nu, and Fushe left one by one."