Chapter Ten: Heroes Gather, Daoist Hermit's Legacy

  Bhikkhuniland

  Recently, the country of Bhikkhu has been bustling with excitement. Upon hearing the news that the treasure will be revealed, countless powerful individuals have rushed to the scene overnight, eager to catch a glimpse of it. Whether they are here to watch the commotion, gain new insights, or have other motives to get a share of the spoils.

  At that time, almost all the famous hermits in Western Bhutan came out to pay their respects to the various gods. Even the Bhiksu Emperor, who had been meditating in the deep palace for many years, frequently appeared in the city of Bhiksu, visiting the three religions under the leadership of his national teacher.

  Of course, the three religions refer to the rulers of the current Honghuang world, namely the Human, Xian and Buddhist religions. As for the Jie teaching in the Sanqing Taoist teachings, it disappeared without a trace after the sealing of the gods, although some incense remained, but its reputation in the mortal world had long since fallen to be no different from that of demons and monsters.

  "Alas!" The Bull Demon King stood on the attic, his eyes fixed on the magnificently dressed king who came out of the inn where Kasyapa Buddha was staying in the western quarter. He then joined his palms together and bowed towards the inn before reverently heading towards his own imperial city.

  That Bhikshu Guoshi Jumalo closely followed behind, as if he had a glimpse of the moon's pavilion.

  "Heh heh!" The Ox King gazed at the two figures disappearing into the distance, and suddenly burst out laughing, but Red Boy couldn't help feeling a hint of unease.

  "Father King." Hong Haier stepped forward and said.

  "It's nothing." The Ox Demon King turned his head, waved his hand, and in the corners of his eyes, there were threads of blood red.

  It was a long time before he let out a sigh, and then his expression turned serious as he looked at his own son. A hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes as he spoke: "This opportunity for the Holy Infant is not small, but when the treasure is born, you will need to follow closely behind your father. Your father will keep you safe."

  "Yes, Father King." Red Boy heard this and his eyes became slightly moist, knowing that his father had just been reminiscing about past sorrows. Hearing the affectionate intentions of Ox Demon King, how could he not be moved? As for the matter of Red Boy obtaining the He Shi Bi, until now only Ox Demon King and his son knew about it.

  "This time, the treasure hunt has gathered many strong practitioners in this Bhikkhu city, it's hard to estimate how many are hiding in the shadows, even if I were to ask my father, he wouldn't be certain of escaping unscathed." The Ox Demon King said with a hint of emotion, looking out the window at the endless blue sky above the Bhikkhu city. However, for those who have reached a high level of cultivation, they can see the various auras and energies clashing in the air, which is the reflection of a great fortune or an extremely powerful being on the surrounding desolate heaven and earth. Although the Ox Demon King couldn't see it clearly, he could still sense the winds and clouds gathering in the sky. This is what is called "gazing at the aura", which the saints call the resonance of the heavenly way.

  The Ox King turned his head again, looking towards the direction of Sui Xin An. He saw that the hall was high in the air, with a thousand feet of golden light, like a radiant aura, and there was a vague shadow sitting cross-legged in the midst of the golden light, with a dignified appearance.

  "Ma Tou Ming Wang." Niu Mo Wang's expression was solemn, and he carefully sensed that there were no fluctuations coming from the virtual shadow. He let out a sigh of relief. Then, he gazed at the thatched cottage, which used to be a place of romance, but today it was extremely desolate. There were waves of chanting sounds coming from inside the cottage, apparently those Bhikkhunis who had shaved their heads and were practicing asceticism were all hiding in the cottage, praying for the protection of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

  "Hum!" At this moment, a wave of movement emerged, and a shimmering auspicious energy transformed into a dragon shape, flying out from the Lock Dragon Well under the Liuhe Pagoda.

  "What's this?" The Ox King's expression changed as he sensed the disturbance.

  "Hmm!" A faint spatial fluctuation, a Taoist in green robes suddenly appeared behind the crowd, sitting beside the tea table. Even someone as powerful as the Ox Demon King didn't notice at all.

  The Taoist calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip, then sighed: "Top-grade Zi Zhu Lan, it's been years since I've had this." As he spoke, his eyes began to carefully examine everyone in the hall, finally falling on the Red Boy behind Niu Mo Wang. His pupils constricted, and he revealed an expression of both surprise and puzzlement.

  "Red Cloud Xian Di, is it you?" The Taoist priest looked at Red Boy and suddenly spoke up.

  "Who!" The Bull Demon King, who was paying attention to the Suixin An, suddenly woke up with a start and found that there was an extra person in the hall where he was. At this moment, the man was staring intently at Hong Haier, and if he hadn't lost his composure and leaked out his breath earlier, it's likely that no one would have noticed him until he left. Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on the Bull Demon King's forehead. Without a doubt, the newcomer should not have any hostile intentions, otherwise, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago. For an expert like this, if they wanted to destroy people like themselves, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

  "May I ask, senior..." The Bull Demon King hastily stepped forward, slightly bowed to the Taoist priest, and then respectfully asked.

  "This little calf of yours has learned its lesson." The man smiled knowingly, aware that his own household had already been discovered.

  "Uncle, do I know you......" A little cow beside him heard this and looked puzzled, then asked.

  The cow beside him hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover the calf's mouth, although he really wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh. The Taoist was obviously addressing their family head.

  "Cough, cough!" The Bull Demon King heard this and his old face turned red, his demeanor became even more respectful, but in his heart he was puzzled. Those who addressed him in such a manner were usually mighty figures from the Primordial Chaos, or even cultivators of the Daoist sect, at least of the Three Pure Ones' generation. What's strange is that although he felt that the person before him seemed somewhat familiar, he couldn't recall who it was. As he thought about this, he couldn't help but steal glances at the person with the corner of his eye.

  "Haha!" Seeing the cautious expression of Niu Mo Wang, the Taoist priest smiled and said: "Well done, little cow! Even if you don't recognize me, it's nothing. This is my obsession. I had a name in the past, called Zhuang Zhou."

  "Hey!" The Bull Demon King was taken aback, unable to recall where he had met the Taoist before. He felt a sense of familiarity, but it wasn't until now that he realized this person was someone's obsession. His heart was filled with shock and turmoil. Indeed, this person was a giant in the Primordial Chaos, likely a friend of his own sect's saint. As for the name "Zhuang Zhou", he had heard it mentioned a few years ago as the "Second Saint" of the Mortal Realm's Dao Gate, but he hadn't known anything about his origins and thought it was just someone boasting in the mortal world. Now, it seemed that the name was well-deserved.

  "Never mind, I won't tease you either. Little Bull, go back." The Taoist saw the expression of the Ox Demon King and sighed slightly, then said solemnly: "This time there are many strong people coming, even if I am here, it's not certain that I can achieve complete success, I'm afraid only the Master himself can come here to try."

  "Senior's words are extremely correct, however, I, the Ox Demon King, have never been afraid of anyone. The aura and treasures are all to be obtained by oneself, if one retreats before even seeing the treasure, what face do I have to see Master Tongtian?" Upon hearing this, the Ox Demon King spoke with arrogance.

  "Haha! You, you people from the Cutting Edge Sect are all so arrogant, that's why you suffered a disaster back then, it serves you right!" The person heard the words of the Bull Demon King and saw his expression, but instead smiled and said: "However, I quite appreciate this."

  Wen De Dao Ren said bluntly that the year's Jiao Jiao was destined to suffer a disaster, but Niu Mo Wang's expression changed, and he was about to get angry, but then heard the second half of the sentence, almost choked, and looked at Dao Ren.

  "What? Was I wrong?" The Taoist felt the Ox King's somewhat resentful gaze and looked up to ask.

  "Over here." The Ox Demon King heard the voice and hastily responded, but couldn't help but laugh. He thought for a moment, then turned to look at the Red Boy on one side, and beckoned him with a slight wave of his hand: "Holy Infant, come quickly to pay respects to your senior."

  "Pay respects to Elder Zhuang!" The Red Boy heard this, but he was somewhat extremely unwilling to walk forward. This person had been staring at him with a strange gaze since the beginning, making him feel uneasy, his whole body covered in goosebumps, and he silently cursed, "Pervert, old freak." At this moment, seeing that his own father, the king, actually wanted him to pay respects to this seemingly abnormal "elder", he naturally felt some revulsion.

  "Good, good!" The Taoist priest saw the Red Boy and burst out laughing, his eyes fixed on the Red Boy's body, making him feel uneasy all over. If he hadn't estimated that the other party's cultivation level was too high, he would have rushed up and beaten him to a pulp.

  "I've made a fool of myself in front of my seniors, this is humiliating." The Ox Demon King saw the Taoist's expression and his smile grew even thicker, like a blooming chrysanthemum, making Hong Hai'er feel extremely uncomfortable.

  "The innate fire spirit body, and the internal fire spirit power is extremely thick, cannot be refined." The Taoist priest didn't pay attention to the Ox Demon King, but instead stared intently at the Red Boy, as if wanting to see through him.

  The Taoist said, but seemed to have thought of something, and stretched out his hand to point at Hong Haier's brow.

  Hong Haier was shocked, but found that he could not dodge, and only felt a warm current rushing down from the Yintang, piercing through the Danzhong, entering the Dantian, and then returning along the original path.

  "Hmm!" The Taoist withdrew his right hand, made a slight calculation, and then furrowed his brow. After a long while, he raised his head to look at the Red Boy and sighed: "Fate, it's predetermined by destiny, but I shouldn't make any arbitrary changes."

  Hong Haier heard this, but was somewhat perplexed, how could he suddenly make a move and then talk about good fortune.

  "Senior, Sheng Ying he..." The Cow Demon King beside him asked with a worried face.

  Nothing's wrong, little calf, can you rest assured that I will teach this child for a few days?" The Taoist heard the words and shook his head, then said.

  "Ah!" The Bull Demon King was first startled, but then overjoyed, and hastily said: "I've been searching for it in vain, thank you so much for your kindness, senior."

  "Hum!" At this moment, a violent fluctuation came, and a burst of auspicious energy flew out from the Lock Dragon Well, transforming into a five-colored rainbow light. Amidst the haze, it seemed as if some grand heavenly music was resonating, and faintly, it seemed as if there was a sound of something breaking...