Chapter Eleven, The Universe in the Sleeve, Four Symbols Luminous

  "Hum!" A violent fluctuation came from afar, causing the heaven and earth of Bichun to erupt in an instant. Wave after wave of auspicious energy shot out of Suolongjing, transforming into a five-colored dragon shape. Amidst the chaos, it seemed as if some grand heavenly music was resonating, and faintly, there seemed to be a sound of something breaking through.

  "Here it comes!" However, Niu Mo Wang and the others changed their expressions upon hearing this. They then turned their heads to look into the distance, seeing colorful lights rising from various places within Biqiu City, rushing towards the direction of Sui Xin An in a flash.

  "Senior..." The Ox Demon King turned his head, glanced at Red Boy, and then bowed to Zhuangzi.

  "Go ahead, don't worry, I'll take care of it." Zhuangzi saw the look on Niu Mo Wang's face and couldn't help but smile, reaching out to stroke his chin whiskers.

  "Thanks, senior!" The Bull Demon King heard the words and let out a sigh of relief. He then straightened his face and gave a signal to the people behind him with his eyes. A group of people followed the Bull Demon King out of the Moon Worship Pavilion, drove up the demon wind, and transformed into streams of light chasing in the direction where the crowd was heading. For a time, only four people were left in the great hall: Hong Haier, Zhuangzi, Ruyi Zhenxian, and Little Cow.

  "Father king, you promised me that you would take me with you." Red Boy saw this and hurriedly chased after him, but didn't think he was stopped by Zhuangzi.

  "Let me go!" Hong Haier saw this and was greatly alarmed. He turned around and shouted at Zhuangzi.

  "Joke, if I don't let go?" Zhuangzi heard this and burst out laughing.

  "Old cow nose, let me go, you old glass!" Hong Haier heard this and was greatly enraged, but in his heart he was worried about the Bull Demon King.

  "Huh!" Zhuangzi heard the words, but his face twitched, well, good intentions were not appreciated, and instead he got a scolding. However, to tell the truth, since the creation of heaven and earth, it was the first time someone dared to scold him as "ox nose", but what did that phrase "old glass" mean?

  "Cough, cough! Holy infant." The nearby Ruyi True Immortal saw this and was already shocked, but hastily walked forward, grabbed his own nephew, and quickly apologized to Zhuangzi: "Senior, please don't be offended, my nephew is still young, and children's words are innocent."

  Then he said in a low voice to Hong Haier: "The Holy Infant, this is the intention of your father, but you can't blame the predecessor."

  "Hmm!" Hong Haier heard this, but just hummed lightly and turned his head to glance at Zhuangzi. He saw that he was showing a kind smile towards him. However, in his heart, he was secretly scolding, "You old good-for-nothing! Of course I know it's Father King's intention, but who let you always stare at me? I'm scolding you, you old glassy-eyed fool!"

  "If you're worried about the Bull Demon King, there's no need to be." Zhuangzi didn't know what was on Hong'er's mind and thought he was worried about his own father, so he said: "This bull may not have the best innate talent, but its aura is extremely strong. In the three realms, many can hurt it, but few dare to. Moreover..."

  Zhuangzi said, gazing at Hong Haier with a smile, "Your current opportunity is already sufficient. Even if you were to obtain the treasure of transcendence, it's not necessarily comparable. Why must you be so fixated?" As he spoke, his gaze seemed to sweep over the seal on Hong Haier's chest, as if intentionally or unintentionally.

  "Cough, cough!" Hong Haier saw this and knew that his family's abacus had been exposed, but he pretended not to know and put on an innocent expression.

  "Ah!" Seeing the look on Hong Haier's face, Zhuangzi let out a soft sigh. In his heart, however, he couldn't help but think of another person. For some reason, he felt that there was a connection between Hong Haier and this other person, but no matter how hard he tried to calculate it, the heavenly mechanism seemed too obscure to decipher. It was as if a layer of chaos shrouded Hong Haier's past and present lives, making it only possible to roughly calculate that his current life's fate should be in the west.

  "Are you not going to take a look at the precious thing that has just been born?" After a long time, seeing that Hong Haier was silent, Zhuangzi spoke up.

  "Senior!" The nearby Ruyi Zhenxian heard this and revealed a look of urgency.

  "It doesn't matter!" Zhuangzi saw this, and with a wave of his hand, the sleeve opening suddenly transformed into a vast expanse, enveloping the True Immortal of Like Mind and the Little Cow. Then it transformed into a green light, wrapping up the Red Boy as they exited the Worshiping the Moon Pavilion.

  "What's in your sleeve?" Seeing Zhuangzi's tactics, Hong Haier couldn't help but have some suspicions about Zhuangzi's identity.

  "Hey, you're actually smarter than that cow. Feeling Hong Haier's gaze, Zhuangzi smiled and took him to the Sui Xin An, quietly landing under the Liuhe Pagoda, looking towards the Suo Long Jing on the side."

  At this moment, everyone's face was tense as they stared at the Well of the Locked Dragon, feeling the increasingly intense fluctuations emanating from it. Their expressions were solemn, yet no one noticed the arrival of the two Red Boys.

  The Red Boy curiously looked towards the field, and easily discovered his father, the Bull Demon King, and others. It was clear that the people in the field were divided into five directions, with the Bull Demon King and others located due north of the Locking Dragon Well.

  In the west of Longjing, however, a group of bald men sat cross-legged. At first glance, they were envoys from the Western Spirit Mountain. The leader, wearing a cyan monk's robe, had a face as if painted with gold and an expression of peace, but unlike other monks, his eyebrows were not furrowed. It was probably Mahākā?yapa, the first of the ten great disciples of ?ākyamuni Buddha.

  "Amitabha!" Seemingly sensing Hong Haier's gaze, Mahakasyapa chanted a Buddhist mantra, and a faint golden light shot out from his brow, heading straight for Hong Haier.

  To the side, Zhuangzi saw this and furrowed his brow slightly. With a wave of his sleeve, he dispersed the golden light. The crowd was secretly shocked by this, thinking that there were many powerful people present, but they didn't know who could so easily disperse the Buddha's aura of Mahākā?yapa. It must be known that although Mahākā?yapa had not yet attained the Great Luo, he had been praised by ?ākyamuni as "the first in ascetic practices" and "the first in spiritual practices", and was considered to be one of the few people who could attain enlightenment within a hundred years. His power was immense. The crowd couldn't help but look towards where Hong Haier and his companion were standing, only to find that there was nothing there.

  "Hey!" The Ox Demon King saw this, but instead laughed and looked towards the southwest direction. There stood a large group of demons, with solemn expressions in their eyes.

  The Red Boy saw this, but was not at all concerned. Knowing that the strong powers of his family's neighboring village were nearby, he boldly followed the gaze of the Bull Demon King and looked over to see that the three demons in front were a green lion spirit, a white elephant spirit, and a giant bird-like demon. Especially the giant bird demon had an aura of resentment and bloodthirstiness that shocked the Red Boy, who secretly thought that this demon must have harmed countless living beings. He recognized these three as the infamous Three Demons of Lion Camel Ridge from the Western Journey.

  Knowing the ferocity of these three, Red Boy was not as reckless as before. His gaze swept over the three demons and then turned to the southeast of Lock Dragon Well, where he saw a mix of humans and demons, Buddhists and Taoists, and even many ordinary martial artists. Seeing that all these people were staring at Lock Dragon Well with eager eyes, Red Boy's mouth twitched. In his heart, he couldn't help but despise them - this was clearly a group of scattered cultivators who had been blinded by the treasure and had come to fish in troubled waters, hoping to stumble upon an opportunity or pick up scraps. Unfortunately, one must know that having fate is not the same as being able to seize it. Red Boy shook his head and silently mourned for these people who had been deceived by the treasure.

  Thinking of this, he no longer paid attention to these scattered cultivators, but instead turned his gaze towards the eastern part closest to him.

  This camp was the disciples of Dongtudao Men's second teaching, Hong Haier looked carefully and found that they were the imperial physician of Bihuo Country and Che Zhi Xiangguo whom he had seen a few days ago. Seeing these two standing behind the two old Taoists with great respect, their faces showing reverence for them, he was curious in his heart. Seeing that both of them were heavenly immortals who cultivated the Tao, stronger than himself but limited, yet mysterious and unfathomable, could it be that these two were Guigu Zi and Xu Fu? His gaze lingered on these two for a moment before shifting to the leader.

  As he looked towards that person, the Red Boy's pupils suddenly contracted, and his gaze had just made contact with that person when it seemed to touch a strong sword energy, only feeling a sharp pain in his eyes. He forced himself to look again, and saw a heavenly sword suspended in mid-air between heaven and earth, as if it could pierce through heaven and earth at any time, emitting endless sharp intent.

  "Yin Xi!" Hong Haier recognized him, this was the legendary Wenshi Zhenren, who had reincarnated several times and transformed into Yin Xi, the founder of the Shu Mountain sect.

  It seemed that a sudden thought had occurred to him, and the old man who had been sitting with his eyes closed suddenly opened them, looking in the direction where Hong Haier was. Two sword energies flew out of his pupils, seemingly piercing through space, and went straight towards Hong Haier.

  "Hmm!" Beside him, Zhuangzi let out a light hum, stretched out his right hand and pointed at a point in the void with his index finger. The two sword energies transformed into nothingness.

  "Pffft!" Yin Xi's divine sense was broken, but he only suffered a minor injury, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. However, his face showed a gloomy expression, secretly annoyed that he didn't know where the expert had struck from, and also because of his own pride and arrogance, wanting to show off, but ended up failing miserably and suffering a great loss.

  The scene naturally attracted the attention of everyone, even the powerful Ox Demon King and the Great Peng Ming Wang couldn't help but glance over. Yin Xi's cultivation was not inferior to theirs, his divine powers were exceptionally strong, and he wondered if they could have broken through that move, the Godly Thought Sword Technique, with such ease.

  "Amitabha!" Mahakasyapa also saw this and his expression changed slightly, revealing that he was also somewhat apprehensive in his heart.

  "Hum!" At this moment, a heaven-shaking hum rose, and everyone felt the ground beneath their feet slightly shaking. Then they heard a "pop" sound, as if something had burst open. Thousands of golden lights and thousands of auspicious airs flew out from under everyone's feet, forcing them to close their eyes.

  Only those with high moral character can see through the golden light a precious pagoda, pure white like jade. Countless waters, fires and winds surround it, colliding ceaselessly, emitting chaotic gas, as if this pagoda could shake open the chaos at any moment.

  "Four Elephant Pagoda!" A cry of surprise, Yuanyu Xian transformed into a golden light and rushed straight away...