Chapter 189 The Coast of the East China Sea (Part 1)
"What? It's so serious. Soul-suppressing needle. I didn't expect someone on the Immortal Emperor's side to practice such a sinister spell. Bodhisattva, what kind of conditions do you think are most suitable for Hai Long to cultivate and recover on his own?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva pondered and said: "I have thought about it, Hailong is not suitable to stay here. After all, the underworld is too yin-y, and the underworld and the demon world can be excluded. Although the auras of the fairy world and the Buddhist world will be to a great extent
It will stimulate him. However, it is also likely to have a counterproductive effect. Therefore, I think the human world is the most suitable place for his cultivation."
Immortal Zhenyuan sighed: "That's all we can do now. Please let Bodhisattva make arrangements for this child Hai Long. Before he fully recovers, I will never let him return to the immortal world. He has already suffered too much. If
He cannot recover, and I really don’t know how to explain it to his wives. Bodhisattva, this matter is free of you. If you need anything, just tell me and I will try my best to do it."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said calmly: "It's too late to say anything now. Hai Long suffered such a heavy blow. I won't say whether he can recover. I just don't hope that you won't expose him to the public anymore. I understand that you don't
You are just using him, but what you have always done has always put him at the forefront of confrontation with the Immortal Emperor. How can he not be harmed? You are all famous in the immortal world. But Hai Long is just a person who has entered the immortal world.
Newcomers who are less than a thousand years old, are you a little too eager for quick success and quick success? Great Immortal, Hai Long and I have become sworn brothers. Regardless of whether his consciousness can be restored to its original level, I don't want him to have the same result as this time. Although
You have paid a lot to train him, but Hai Long has also paid too much for your wishes. Can't you give him a little space of his own? If a string is stretched too tight, it may be easily broken."
After listening to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's words, Immortal Zhenyuan was silent, and after a while he said: "Bodhisattva, I can understand your dissatisfaction. Maybe, all this is really our mistake. Hai Long disappeared suddenly this time, and I thought a lot about it.
In some places, he is very similar to the previous Immortal Emperor. We have always blamed the Immortal Emperor for his fall. In fact, I found that our responsibility is also very big. All along, these old guys in the Immortal World, including Sanqing and I,
We all hope that the fairy world can become as monolithic as the underworld, but this is obviously not something that any of us can achieve, so we want to train new people. However, in terms of practice, we are indeed too eager for quick success and quick success as you said.
When we were the Immortal Emperor, we all thought we had succeeded, but the final outcome was what it is now. This is certainly related to the Immortal Emperor himself, but we cannot escape our responsibilities. If we had been able to let go of everything back then, perhaps the Immortal World would be far different now.
In this situation, we also made the same mistake with Hai Long, except that Hai Long is much kinder than the Immortal Emperor, and he doesn't have too many ambitions and desires, and he is very emotional, so it hasn't happened yet and we don't want it to happen.
Things we saw. However, we only focus on helping him improve his strength, but forget many more important things. In fact, Hai Long is like a gem in our hands, but we take too little care of him. Don’t worry,
If Hai Long cannot return to normal, I will guarantee with my life that he and his wives will find a quiet and peaceful place to live. If he can recover, Sanqing and I will give up everything we own.
I will hand over all the power in my hands, and as long as I am still alive, I will never let Hai Long suffer any harm." His words were firm and decisive, leaving no room for himself. As the Great Immortal of Zhenyuan, he has made such a decision.
He fully expressed his position.
"Okay, since the Great Immortal has said this, I don't have much to say. Leave Hai Long's matter to me. I will do my best to help him. As for the immortal world, it is up to you. Whether Hai Long can recover,
I am only 30% sure at most."
Immortal Zhenyuan said: "In terms of familiarity and control of spiritual consciousness, Bodhisattva is much stronger than me. Thank you for your help."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sighed and said: "We have been friends for so many years, there is no need to say thank you. What's more, Hai Long is my brother, and his affairs are my own. If Hai Long can be cured, when he returns to the immortal world
Finally, I will help you as much as possible. Even if he cannot recover, I will try my best to find the person who hurt him."
Immortal Zhenyuan was overjoyed. Of course he understood the meaning of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's words. If they could have such a powerful aid from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it would be very beneficial to their future control of the immortal world. Suddenly, Immortal Zhenyuan
As if he felt something, he said: "Bodhisattva, I won't tell you more. It takes too much mana for you to use such magical powers. Moreover, I will soon face two uninvited guests. It is still unknown whether I can deal with them.
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Of course Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva knew who Immortal Zhenyuan was talking about, and said somewhat amusingly: "They are not that easy to deal with. The Immortal will have a hard time. In this case, Ksitigarbha will not bother you." With a flash of golden light, Ksitigarbha
Bodhisattva Wang floated to the ground. The Buddha's light protecting her body dimmed a lot. The conversation just now indeed consumed too much of her mana.
At the same time, Immortal Zhenyuan also stood up from the secret room where he was practicing, and used his magic power to send out his voice, "Deng Deng Buddha, Wukong, please come in."
There was a flash of light, and under the guidance of Immortal Zhenyuan, two groups of light and shadow appeared in the secret room.
Sun Wukong's face was filled with an angry expression, and the aura of his body-protecting magic power was extremely unstable, showing that he was on the verge of an explosion. Even the Deng Deng Buddha had a solemn look on his face at this time. When he saw Zhenyuan Immortal clasping his hands,
Say hello to Amitabha.
Sun Wukong said impatiently: "Great Immortal, please tell me what is going on. Why did my apprentice suddenly feel a sense of crisis that came to my mind. And I can clearly feel that the Golden Cudgel is now in the Immortal Palace.
.Even the golden cudgel is lost, you should know very well what this means."
Immortal Zhenyuan said in a deep voice: "Wukong, please calm down first. I have just figured out Hai Long's matter. You must not be impulsive. Listen to me. Hai Long is in the underworld now."
Sun Wukong's heart sank and he said: "Underworld? How is it possible? Even if the immortal dies, he will not fall into the underworld."
Immortal Zhenyuan said: "Don't be impatient, listen to me. Hai Long went to the underworld on his own. Now Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is taking care of him. If my judgment is correct, he should have encountered the Immortal Emperor, or
It was because he was plotted by the Immortal Emperor. In desperation, he used his spiritual consciousness to protect himself and escaped into the underworld with a certain underworld treasure given by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."
Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's it. I thought he was beaten to death by that old boy from the Immortal Emperor. It's okay that he didn't die. But this boy actually even managed to get the golden cudgel."
If he throws it away, I will give him a good scolding when he comes back. You know, the Golden Cudgel is my grandson’s treasure!"
Immortal Zhenyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Wukong, it is still unknown whether Hai Long can come back. He suffered a big loss this time. Forget about training him, you should still hope that he can return safely."
Sun Wukong's golden eyes flashed, and he said: "How can I say this? Is Hai Long's injury very serious? Ran Deng, didn't you tell me that the Tianji Pearl is on Hai Long's body? With such a powerful defense as the Tianji Divine Armor, you can still be seriously injured?"
Ran Deng Buddha said: "It is certain that the Divine Armor of Heaven is on Hai Long. After Patriarch Bodhi gave it to Hai Long, he specifically informed me that it is an immortal weapon with Buddha nature after all. I am also very surprised that Hai Long has Tian Ji.
The divine armor protects the body, and one's own cultivation has reached the realm of great supernatural powers, how could he be suddenly seriously injured?"
Immortal Zhenyuan sighed: "We have to wait until Hai Long recovers and ask himself. According to my estimation, Hai Long must have been attacked very suddenly. Otherwise, if he can't cope with it, there is no reason not to ask us for help. Wukong. Hai Long's body
It doesn’t matter if the injury is serious, with his chaotic energy and Tianji Armor, it shouldn’t be very serious. However, his consciousness was hit by the overbearing soul-suppressing needle, which is what I am most worried about now."
"What? Soul-calming needle?" Randen Buddha and Sun Wukong exclaimed at the same time. Their expressions changed instantly.
The atmosphere in the secret room became solemn, and the golden light suddenly shone. Sun Wukong turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, a red light flashed, and the Zhenyuan Immortal, who was waiting for him, waved his sleeve and put Sun Wukong inside. Because there was no preparation.
, Sun Wukong had no time to react. He had already fallen into the big sleeve. With the magic power of Zhenyuan Great Immortal, it would not be easy for Sun Wukong to figure it out unless he was willing.
The Deng Deng Buddha sighed: "Perhaps trapping him temporarily is the best choice."
Sun Wukong's voice came from the sleeves of Immortal Zhenyuan, "Brother, why are you putting me in your sleeves? Let me out."
Immortal Zhenyuan said: "Wukong, you are too hot-tempered, so I can only wrong you for the time being. When you calm down, I will naturally let you out." With his left hand, he pointed at the red light, but Sun Wukong couldn't even hear his voice.
Out.
Ran Deng Buddha frowned slightly and said: "I didn't expect that Hai Long would be hit by the soul-suppressing needle. This is very detrimental to his body. Is he already a god?"
Immortal Zhenyuan shook his head and explained Hai Long's current situation.
"I see. The Immortal Emperor actually did this. Great Immortal, how are you going to respond?"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of Immortal Zhenyuan, and he said coldly: "Don't move for now, I want to see what the Immortal Emperor is planning to do?"
Ran Deng Buddha sighed: "Yes! It is really not appropriate to have a conflict with the Immortal Palace now. Otherwise, the disaster that the Immortal World will face will never have a chance. It's just that Hai Long, the kid, doesn't know whether his consciousness can be restored. The soul-suppressing needle, after all, is
It’s too sinister.”
Immortal Zhenyuan said: "Now we can only listen to fate. Lord Buddha, I would like to trouble you to stay with me for a few days and enlighten Wukong. Otherwise, once he gets into trouble, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it. I am also very concerned about Hai Long's matter.
It hurts, but now is definitely not the time to launch an attack on the Immortal Emperor. I think he has calculated this accurately and dared to deal with Hai Long."
Ran Deng Buddha said helplessly: "Great Immortal, you also know Wukong's temper. Unless Hai Long is safe and sound, I'm afraid no one can persuade him this time. He and Hai Long are both teachers and friends, and Hai Long helped Zi Zi not long ago.
Fairy Xia reunited her consciousness. Now that something like this has happened, it’s no wonder Wukong is so impulsive."
These two great supernatural powers from the immortal world and the Buddhist world looked at each other and smiled bitterly. There was something special in the depths of their eyes.
He opened his eyes and looked around, "W-where am I? My head hurts so much." The pain from his head made Hai Long groan. His whole body was soft, and he felt that his mind was completely blank.
I can't remember anything at all.
This seemed to be an ordinary cabin. The sun shone through the only window and warmed most of the room. Hai Long lay back on the bed feebly. He smelled a faint salty smell and couldn't help but wince.
Frown.
Where is this, who am I, and why am I here? Doubts surged in his heart. Just when he wanted to think more, the pain in his mind became more severe, forcing him to groan and he could no longer think about it.
"Ah! Are you awake?" A crisp voice sounded, the door that didn't look strong opened, and a boy who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old walked in quickly. He walked directly to Hai Long's bedside,
He stretched out his cold hand and placed it on his forehead.
A burst of coolness came, and Hai Long suddenly felt much more comfortable, and the pain in his mind also eased a little.
"Well, the fever is gone. I think you will get better soon." The young man said with a smile.
Hai Long said with some difficulty: "Hello, where are you? Who am I?"
The young man was of medium build, with dark skin and a delicate face with a pair of big, bright eyes. He looked at Hai Long in surprise and said, "You don't even know who you are, how can I know?"
Hai Long was stunned and murmured: "Don't you know me? Then why am I here."
The young man said: "About three days ago, my sister and I went out to sea to fish, but we saw you floating on the sea. We thought you were dead, so we pulled you to the boat. You were really heavy! It took us a lot of effort.
It took Shao Jin to get you on the boat. But my sister found that you still had some breath, so she rescued you. You have been having a fever since you came back, and the doctor in our village gave you a few doses of medicine before you got better. I
I also really want to know who you are. Perhaps you were shipwrecked at sea and washed up here by the waves."
Hai Long said in a daze: "Who am I? Who am I?" He began to think again, and then came the severe pain again. This time the pain was more intense and severe than the last time.
The pain made him groan in pain.
"Ah! What's wrong with you? Stop thinking too much and rest for a while." The young man patted Hai Long's head, hoping to help relieve some of his pain. Hai Long's body gradually relaxed under the young man's comfort, and the pain also followed.