Chapter 289: Dragon King Invites, Yellow Sea Prospers
Chapter 289: Dragon King Invites, Yellow Sea Prospers (asking for monthly tickets~)
In front of Tiecha Mountain, there stands a giant statue, 128 feet tall, covered in purple jade, with a human body and a bird's head. It looks down at the ocean with a resolute look.
The ocean seemed to be in touch with the waves, and the Yellow Sea was raising huge waves, reaching the sky and the clouds, rushing towards Tiecha Mountain like a mountain. It was exactly:
Thousands of layers of snow waves rise up, and the waves crash into the mountains.
Cheng Xinzhan saw the waves piled higher and higher, and there seemed to be music coming, so he knew that this was not caused by the sea, but by man. So he thought, and the hundred-foot Dharma image dissipated, leaving only a golden pill suspended in the air, and the pattern on it was clearly the appearance of the Dharma image.
He flew out of the cave, opened his mouth and swallowed the golden elixir, then suspended in the air and looked at the waves.
At this time, a red light jumped from the north to the south of Tiecha Mountain and stood in front of Cheng Xinzhan. The light faded away. It was Wu Qingbo. At the same time, Cheng Xinzhan also received a voice transmission.
"Lord, there is something strange in the Yellow Sea."
Cheng Xinzhan said,
"I have successfully overcome the tribulation, please come over here."
Wu Qingbo was delighted when he heard this. He turned around and flew away, disappearing into the sea of clouds surrounding Tiecha Mountain. After a while, he arrived beside Cheng Xinzhan.
He said,
"Lord, the Yellow Sea is surging and fierce. Now that the robbery is over, why don't we leave quickly? Once we reach the inland, the Yellow Sea creatures will naturally not dare to chase us."
Wu Qingbo didn't know why his benefactor, who was only trying to survive a calamity, would attract the Yellow Sea creatures, but he didn't ask. He just urged them to leave quickly because he could sense that the demonic energy in the waves was very strong, and there should be more than one level three, or even more than three levels.
Cheng Xinzhan did not move, and looked calmly at the huge waves that were like a mountain falling down, and said,
"Wait and see what they are going to do."
Although Wu Qingbo was puzzled, he did not say anything more. He stood silently behind Cheng Xinzhan and at the same time summoned out the magic umbrella and held it tightly in his hand.
Soon, the huge waves came closer, almost level with Tiecha Mountain. The scene on the top of the waves was extremely lively, with shrimp soldiers and crab generals lined up in battle formation, whale warriors beating drums, mermaids and snake men holding banners. The most important thing was the banner, which had a yellow dragon embroidered on it.
This is exactly like the ceremonial guard of the Dragon Palace.
The sea creatures do not follow any rules most of the time, but they are most strict about the dragon flag. Those who hold the dragon flag must be subordinates of the Dragon Palace. This is the iron rule of the sea.
And in front of this group of ceremonial guards, there were seven or eight third-level demon generals, each of them was extremely arrogant.
Cheng Xinzhan's heart trembled. Was he really coming with bad intentions?
At this time, these third-level demon generals were seen standing on both sides, like two rows of guards, leaving the middle position, and a tall man with tied hair walked out.
This man had a pair of golden eyes, wore a black robe and a jade crown, and looked to be in his thirties or forties. Although he was tall and strong, he was dressed like a scholar.
Cheng Xinzhan's eyes focused. This is a fourth-level demon king!
The waves came, bringing with them a whistling wind, blowing away all the clouds and mist in the area. Only the area around Tiecha Mountain was still covered with thick fog and clouds, completely covering the mountain.
On the top of the wave, Ni Wenyu, who was like the moon surrounded by stars, used his Dharma Eye, but even with his magical powers, he could not see through the clouds.
He is indeed an expert.
he thought.
He remembered his master's instructions before he left, so he bowed to the clouds and said loudly,
"I wonder which expert has cultivated magical powers to cause the Yellow Sea to be turbulent. We are all close neighbors of the mountains and the sea. Can you show yourself to see us?"
As soon as Ni Wenyu finished speaking, the music of the Dragon Palace procession behind him changed, and the tone was melodious and lingering, as if they were expecting a reply from the person in the clouds.
Not long after, the clouds covering the mountains slowly dissipated. Ni Wenyu looked closely and saw that there were only two people in the clouds. The first was a very young Taoist priest in purple, and the other was a majestic fire corpse holding an umbrella.
Although their auras are all unusual, they are all only in the third realm.
So he laughed and said,
"Thank you two Taoist friends for passing on the message. Please ask the owner of this place to come out and see me."
Immediately, Ni Wenyu saw a hint of shame and anger on the face of the fire corpse, and he said loudly,
"My master is right in front of me!"
Ni Wenyu was surprised when he heard this and looked at the young purple-robed Taoist priest. He? He was the only one who could stir up the Yellow Sea and make his master look at him sideways?
Ni Wenyu himself did not believe that this young Taoist priest had much ability, but he believed in his master's words without a doubt, so he bowed to the purple-robed Taoist priest and said,
"Yellow Sea Dragon Palace, Ni Wenyu, the commander of the palace, greets the Taoist priest. I am honored to meet you. May I ask your name and which immortal mountain you practice in?"
Hearing what he said, Cheng Xinzhan thought that he was indeed from the Yellow Sea Dragon Palace. It was said that the Yellow Sea Dragon King attained enlightenment during the Northern Song Dynasty and went to the sea through the Huai River. It seemed that this was true. The Dragon Palace also used the official system of the Northern Song Dynasty. He bowed and replied,
"So it's General Ni. I'm honored. I'm Cheng Xinzhan, the current director of the sutra lectures at Mount Sanqing. I'm now visiting this mountain. I wonder what advice you have for me, General?"
Ni Wenyu opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised. He never thought that he was really from the immortal mountain, and it was an immortal mountain that existed for a long time. Moreover, no matter Buddhism, Taoism, Xuanzang, or any major or minor sect, the position of preaching has always been a high position and power. This person in front of him looked young and his realm was not high, but he dared to say that he was the leader of the mountain to preach?
But he quickly restrained his expression and said,
"It turned out to be the master in person. The master cultivated great magical powers on the shore of the Yellow Sea, causing the Yellow Sea to be turbulent, which awakened my master. My master counted with his fingers and said that there is a cloud-locked area on the cape of the peninsula. There is a person with great magical powers there, and we must make friends with him. He sent me to invite you to the Dragon Palace for a banquet."
Cheng Xinzhan pondered for a moment after hearing this. The master of this palace commander was naturally the Dragon King of the Yellow Sea. Unexpectedly, the tribulation was concealed very well and no news was leaked. However, when the Dharma image was finally determined, a big commotion occurred and even disturbed the Dragon King.
However, I have long heard that the Yellow Sea Dragon King is different from the great saints in the East China Sea and the South China Sea. He is of an orthodox origin, has traveled across rivers and seas, and has blessed the coasts. He is an immortal dragon. If I don't go to meet such a figure, it would be a pity, and it would also make me seem low-minded and timid.
So he thought for a moment and answered,
"How dare I not meet you, Lord Dragon, please lead the way, General."
Ni Wenyu laughed when he heard this, and he had an even higher opinion of this young scripture master. There is a difference between land and sea. Once you enter the Yellow Sea, it doesn't matter which fairy mountain the scripture master is from. Even if an immortal comes down, it will be difficult to talk to him. He didn't expect that this Taoist priest, who was only in the third realm, had such courage.
"Master, please!"
Cheng Xinzhan nodded, then turned to Wu Qingbo, who looked a little nervous, and said,
"Qing Bo, you are an expert in fire, so don't go to the sea. Wait here for me to come back. If the Dragon King's wine is strong and I get drunk, you can go back to the mountain and call someone to carry me."
Wu Qingbo's face moved, and then he bowed and said yes.
After giving instructions, Cheng Xinzhan stepped forward into the air and reached the crest of the wave.
"please."
Ni Wenyu smiled and opened his arms to welcome the guests, and then the mountain-high waves parted to both sides like a curtain, revealing a path in the middle. Ni Wenyu led Cheng Xinzhan in the front, followed by several demon generals, and the ceremonial guard at the end. At this time, the tune turned into a cheerful welcoming tune.
When Wu Qingbo saw the water waves closing up, he immediately turned around and left, quickly flying towards Sanqing Mountain. The Lord's words had made it very clear that he could not play any role in this matter, so he should quickly call the masters in the fairy mountain!
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The Dragon Palace guards carried Cheng Xinzhan into the sea.
Cheng Xinzhan had just survived the catastrophe, and it was the time when the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped. Ni Wenyu rode the huge waves and knocked down all the clouds and rain near the sea, so the sun actually appeared at this time.
When the group first entered the water, it was near the sea so the sunlight could still penetrate, making the water clear. But in the shallow sea there were green-brown reefs, shaped like crouching cows and crouching tigers, with many sea chrysanthemums of various colors and shapes growing on them.
"Your Majesty."
Cheng Xinzhan suddenly remembered something and called out.
"Master, please speak."
Ni Wenyu responded. "I have a good friend from the same school who is good at medicine. He once told me that sea chrysanthemum is a wonderful medicine that can cure poison with poison and treat water poison. But I just can't find old ones. I see that the sea chrysanthemums in Guihai are blooming so brightly. I wonder if there are any treasures in the Dragon Palace. Let me buy some and bring them to my friend."
Ni Wenyu smiled when he heard this.
"Master, you are too kind. How can I buy calligraphy with just a few sea medicines? I will give some to you when we get to the Dragon Palace."
Cheng Xinzhan smiled when he heard this.
"Thank you, Marshal."
At this time, Ni Wenyu said,
"No need to thank me, but I have a question, and I hope the Master can help me solve it."
"Please speak, Marshal."
Ni Wenyu was surprised.
"The Scripture Master is not of my kind, but I see that he has never used any water-repelling spells, nor has he worn any water-repelling magic weapon. How can he breathe and talk freely in the seabed like my kind of water people?"
Cheng Xinzhan smiled when he heard this, and then explained,
"This is quite a coincidence. I have a dragon friend who gave me a scale to protect me. I kept it close to my body. Once I was injured, the scale adhered to my flesh and blood and took root. Since then, I have been like an aquatic creature underwater."
Ni Wenyu was amazed when he heard this.
"So that's how it is. I never thought that Master Jing and my Jiao clan have such a connection."
"It's extreme, it's extreme."
Cheng Xinzhan responded with a smile.
After a few words, the two became a little more familiar with each other and started chatting.
A procession of honor guards walked under the sea, giving Cheng Xinzhan a feast for the eyes:
The glittering little yellow croaker, the octopus that was running around like a small hill, the spotted snake whose head and tail could not be seen, and the coral that grew like a mangrove. Cheng Xinzhan felt that Hong Changbao must like these things, so he would buy some later and send them to Fuxia Lake. It would be a gift to Hong Changbao for breaking through the four borders.
After traveling for dozens of miles, the water gradually became darker, and the guards of honor held up the night-shining pearls, illuminating the area for hundreds of feet as bright as day. At this time, the seabed had gradually become flat, looking like the endless Heluo Plain on a bright moon night.
But this place is also very interesting. There are kelps growing on the seabed like crops. The kelp here is very well grown, floating for miles, with a bright luster like brocade, and colorful. It is very beautiful, like a rainbow tied on the seabed.
"My mistress likes colorful things, so the master planted these rainbow grass kelp around the Dragon Palace."
Ni Wenyu explained with a smile.
As he was watching, he suddenly felt the water surging and a team of patrolmen approached, each wearing golden armor and riding on a large golden eel.
The leader came closer and when he saw that it was Ni Wenyu, he immediately turned over and
"I have seen everyone give orders."
Ni Wenyu waved his hand.
So the demon general quickly got up, returned to the patrol team, and quickly left with his men.
The deeper you go into the ocean, the brighter and more lively it becomes. There are glowing trees everywhere, glowing pearls embedded in the water, and glowing fish swimming around.
Cheng Xinzhan saw the market town, the lecture hall, the tool shop, the tavern, and the clinic. Everything that existed on earth was here, and even things that did not exist on earth were also here.
The bubble tents here are very interesting. Cheng Xinzhan saw a large area of them, many of which were occupied by people. Cheng Xinzhan asked about them, and they all had different functions. Some could allow people to take a short rest, some could help restore mana, some could play music, and some could create dreams.
"This is how the sea should be."
Cheng Xinzhan sighed.
"Oh, could it be that the Master has been to other oceans?"
Ni Wenyu asked when he heard this.
Cheng Xinzhan nodded.
"I went to the Blue Sea once, and it was very dirty."
Ni Wenyu smiled disdainfully upon hearing this.
"This is a barbaric land. It really offends the eyes of the scribe."
Not long after walking, a red light appeared ahead. Ni Wenyu pointed to the place where the sea water was dyed red and said,
"Master, we are here."
The ceremonial procession quickened its pace, getting closer and closer to the red light. Soon, Cheng Xinzhan saw the true appearance of the Yellow Sea Dragon Palace.
It was an underwater volcano, a long mountain called the Pen Holder. Only the opening in the middle of the Pen Holder was still spewing magma. After the magma sprayed up hundreds of feet, it spread out in all directions and was then condensed into tiny red beads by the sea water and fell to the bottom of the sea. Then it splashed up again and rolled away to a farther place.
From a distance, it looks like a fire tree growing on Bijia Mountain.
On the southern foot of Bijia Mountain, there is a Dragon Palace built along the gentle slope.
The Dragon Palace is majestic and built against the mountain. It is magnificent and splendid. However, the smoke from the crater of Bijia Mountain has formed red clouds that float on the top of the Dragon Palace, covering most of it.
However, when Cheng Xinzhan saw the three words "Nanxun Gate" written on the south gate of the Dragon Palace, plus some areas not blocked by the red clouds, he judged that this Yellow Sea Dragon King not only used the official system of the Northern Song Dynasty, but also borrowed it for the imperial palace.
He is an interesting person.
And it's not appropriate to call it Dragon Palace, this is a big city! There are three levels of palaces: the outer city, the inner city, and the inner palace. The Dragon King should live in the inner palace.
However, Ni Wenyu said that flying was prohibited above the Dragon Palace, so he brought Cheng Xinzhan to the front of Nanxun Gate and asked Cheng Xinzhan to sit on the carriage pulled by seven five-colored dragons. They sped all the way, passed through the outer city, and finally arrived at the inner city.
Cheng Xinzhan took a quick tour along the way, looking at the scenes in this big city and the prosperity under the sea, which made him dazzled.
The dragon carriage pulled Cheng Xinzhan all the way to a palace in the inner palace. With Ni Wenyu, the commander-in-chief of the palace, as the coachman, no one dared to stop it.
"Master, my master is waiting for you inside."
Ni Wenyu said.
Cheng Xinzhan got off the carriage, thanked him, and then looked up. He saw that the front of the palace had white jade steps, double eaves with five ridges, green tiles and colored glaze, and a plaque hanging high, which read:
"Purple Palace".
Cheng Xinzhan climbed the stairs. The door of the hall was wide open. He stepped in and saw someone waiting for him in the hall.
The man was tall and slender, with his back to the palace door. He wore a black fu hat with spread feet, a light yellow round-necked robe, a square jade belt buckle around his waist, and Liuhe boots on his feet. His hands were resting behind his waist, and his fingers seemed to be tapping the beat. The two temperaments of nobility and casualness appeared so harmoniously in one person.
As if he heard Cheng Xinzhan's footsteps, he turned around and said with a smile,
"Master, after seeing the scenery of the Yellow Sea, do you still want to reclaim it?"
(End of this chapter)