"Alright, Prajna Paramita, let's go!" Yan Chixia pulled Xiahou Wu over, jumped onto the Xuanyuan Sword, and flew towards the capital.
Lin Qing followed them at a leisurely pace: "The capital city, there's a centipede demon there who even dares to impersonate Buddha."
"Indeed, it lives up to its reputation as the capital of the Ming Dynasty. It's so lively, completely unlike the desolate scene outside," Lin Qingfei said over their heads.
"Yes, life is hard for ordinary people outside, while the capital is bustling with activity," Xiahou Wu remarked.
"Hmph! Who knows how much filth lies beneath this lively scene?" Yan Chixia thought to himself.
Afterwards, Yan Chixia and Xiahou Wu found an inn in the capital and stayed there.
That night, inside Yan Chixia's room, the two of them and the dragon gathered to discuss their next plan.
"Let's go straight to the palace tomorrow morning and demonstrate our abilities. The Emperor will definitely agree to our request immediately," Xiahou Wu suggested, devising a rather unorthodox plan.
"Are you looking for death? The current Protector of the Nation is a big shot, maybe even more powerful than me." Yan Chixia was worried about Xiahou Wu's intelligence.
"Do you know Zuo Qian, Zuo Qianhu?" Lin Qing suddenly interjected.
"Yes, I know. He is a highly skilled martial artist and a man of great loyalty and courage." Yan Chixia admired him greatly.
"I've heard of them, but I wonder who's better than me." Xiahou Wu wanted to compete with everyone he met.
"Xiahou Wu, go find Commander Zuo and join his ranks. With your martial arts skills, he will never let you go to waste."
"And you can also have him join us, so you can spend more time with him and see what kind of person he is."
"Yan Chixia and I sneaked into the palace at night, and as soon as we entered the city today, I discovered a demonic aura within the palace." Lin Qing did indeed detect a very strong demonic aura.
Without a doubt, it must be the Guardian of the Nation, Cihang Pudu. This is a thousand-year-old demon, far stronger than the Black Mountain Demon and the Tree Demon Granny.
"Really? I never imagined that there would be demons causing trouble even within the palace. No wonder there are treacherous officials in power and the world is so cold and heartless." Yan Chixia's anger gradually rose.
"Hmph! It's all the fault of these treacherous officials and demons, preventing me from serving the court. I hope this Left Commander won't be just as good." Xiahou Wu snorted coldly; he also deeply hated corrupt officials.
"In that case, Yan Chixia and I will enter the palace. You will go to Commander Zuo's service tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Senior Dragon King." Xiahou Wu replied and left the room to rest.
Afterwards, Lin Qing led Yan Chixia to fly into the palace.
Meanwhile, in the palace, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, was embracing a beautiful woman and enjoying the fine wine she fed him.
"Your Majesty, let me feed you with my mouth!" the beautiful Li Jing said softly.
It's absolutely terrifying to hear such a beautiful woman say these words.
"A beautiful woman's words can make even the finest wine taste sweeter, haha!" Zhu Zhanji laughed heartily.
Zhu Zhanji had not paid attention to state affairs for many years, leaving them to be managed by the Dharma Master Pudu Cihang.
He was immersed every day in the gentle embrace of the beautiful women and scenery sent by the Dharma Master Protector of the Nation.
This emperor, who was in his prime, looks like he's in his fifties or sixties.
"Your Majesty, the elixir of immortality concocted by the Protector of the Nation has been delivered. Please take it." At this moment, Pudu Cihang's subordinate barged in.
"Oh? Great! Bring it up quickly. The Imperial Advisor is really something, insisting that I can only eat it once every seven days. Why not just let me eat it all at once?" Zhu Zhanji complained.
Upon hearing this, the beautiful and beautiful woman thought to herself, "Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll die? If you die, the ancestor's plan will be useless."
"Your Majesty, let me feed you with my mouth!" she said, taking a dark pill and putting it into her mouth.
Then she sat on Zhu Zhanji's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.
"What a foolish ruler! He drinks and makes merry every day, with beauties in his arms, and he even tries to make some kind of elixir of immortality. What a misfortune for the country!" Yan Chixia said, heartbroken as he watched this scene.
"To be honest, you can't really blame the emperor. Take a closer look at that woman."
Lin Qing originally intended to enter the palace with Yan Chixia, but then, by a "chance encounter," she discovered that the Guardian Abbot was actually a thousand-year-old demon.
Then they would eliminate him in front of the emperor, and finally, it would be natural to make Yan Chixia the national advisor, which would greatly help their plan.
To everyone's surprise, it was discovered that the emperor's concubines were also centipede spirits, apparently descendants of the Bodhisattva of Compassion.
S: I recommend a book, "Is It Because It's Inhuman", "Is It Because It's Inhuman", "Is It Because It's Inhuman" is not... it's not being human ⊙?⊙ Oh! It's written in a metaphysical style with a plot.
On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the weather was overcast, then turned into a torrential downpour.
On the streets of Switzerland, neon lights blaze, and billions revel in the revelry. Fourteen figures, young men and women, arm in arm.
The helicopter glared angrily, the windbreakers billowed wildly, the torrential rain seemed to converge like a thousand swords, and the black umbrellas bloomed like a thousand flowers. Thousands of people aspired to great heights; their skills remained sharp, but were they still capable of handling the challenges?
Fourteen-year-old boys and girls, with pistols and cannons in their left hands and swords and knives in their right, chewing on thorny roses, singing loudly with blood dripping from their mouths.
There was someone under the black umbrella, who handed over fourteen umbrellas, fourteen trench coats, and fourteen skull-slicing and heart-gouging knives.
"Are you human?" the group asked.
"yes."
"Are you human?" he asked again.
"no."
"Then what are you? Where do you come from, and where are you going?"
"No, we are not human. We all come from hell and will go to heaven."
As the torrent of war and the countdown to eternal darkness spun wildly, the kings, black and white, roared and clashed!
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Upon hearing this, Yan Chixia hurriedly recited a spell and then opened his third eye.
"This woman is actually a centipede spirit." Yan Chixia found it truly an eyesore to see the emperor embracing and kissing a centipede.
"Go and expose that woman's true form, so the Emperor can get to know his beauty properly!" Lin Qing was eager to see the Emperor's expression later.
"Alright." Yan Chixia flew directly into the palace on his sword.
"I am Yan Chixia, and I pay my respects to Your Majesty." Yan Chixia jumped down from his flying sword, clasped his hands, and bowed.
"Ah, where did you come from, you wicked person, daring to trespass into the palace?" Zhu Zhanji was immediately shocked.
"What kind of demon dares to cause trouble here?" Ma Dan, the younger brother of Pudu Cihang who had delivered the medicine earlier, shouted.
Ma Dan threw a punch at Yan Chixia, and a sharp, black, and extremely poisonous thorn protruded from his fist.
"Hmph, how dare a mere little demon appear within the palace." Yan Chixia didn't even need to use magic; he simply grabbed a sword and slashed at the enemy.
Ma Dan was unhelpful and had his head cleaved off by Yan Chixia's sword.
Without the support of demonic energy, Ma Dan revealed his true form and turned into a centipede the size of an arm.
"Ah, this, a monster, a monster!" Zhu Zhanji shouted as he saw a person turn into a centipede.
"Thank you, brave warrior, for helping me vanquish the demons."
"Hmph! Your Majesty, do you know that the woman in your arms is also a monster?" Yan Chixia directly exposed the woman's identity.
"Ah, you, this, quick, go and invite the Imperial Advisor! We beg the brave warrior to take action!" The Emperor shoved Li Jing aside and ran off the dragon throne in a panic.
"Your Majesty, I will open your Heavenly Eye and let you see this woman's true form. Prajna Paramita!"
Yan Chixia came to the emperor's side and ran two fingers across his eyes.
Then the emperor saw that the beautiful woman who had captivated him was actually a giant centipede.
"Ah, centipede, centipede! Brave warrior, hurry and kill this centipede demon! Ugh!" As he spoke, Zhu Zhanji vomited up everything he had eaten and drunk earlier.
Suddenly, the emperor saw the elixir of immortality he had previously ingested move slightly in his vomit.
Upon closer inspection, there was actually a centipede inside the pill: "Ugh!"
"Damn it, you big bearded man, you've ruined the Grand Preceptor's plan, you're dead!" Li Jing was killed by Yan Chixia with a single sword strike before she could finish speaking.
"Your Majesty, is the Imperial Preceptor she mentioned the current Protector of the Nation, Abbot Pudu Cihang?" Yan Chixia asked.
"Yes, it's the Imperial Preceptor Pudu Cihang. Could the Imperial Preceptor also be a monster?" Zhu Zhanji immediately became worried.
You should know that he had been taking the longevity elixir from Pudu Cihang for several years, and thinking about all the centipedes he had eaten, he vomited again.
"I think it's pretty much a done deal," Yan Chixia said seriously.
"Brave warrior, what should we do?"
"We have no choice but to get rid of it, or there will be a great disaster." Yan Chixia wasn't worried. If he couldn't defeat it, there was still Lin Qing.
"The Imperial Preceptor has arrived!" A chanting sound rang out, and a group of centipede demons cleared the way as Pudu Cihang, dressed in a golden robe, stepped into the palace.
"Excellent! Excellent! Yan Chixia, your murderous aura is too great. Why don't you put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?"
"Hmph, you're just a monster, how dare you tell me to lay down my butcher's knife?" Yan Chixia couldn't even see through Pudu Cihang's true form.
"Imperial Preceptor, are you really a monster? Why is there a centipede inside the elixir of immortality?" Zhu Zhanji asked in a panic.
"Your Majesty, it's all for your own good, Amin Suona Mafosi Lama," Pudu Cihang began chanting scriptures.
"The Imperial Advisor is right, it's for my own good." Zhu Zhanji was restrained and slowly bent down.
Zhu Zhanji didn't mind his own vomit and picked up the centipede pill from inside and put it in his mouth.
"Oh no, it's a death-slaying chant! Your Majesty must not listen to its demonic sounds! Prajnaparamita!" Yan Chixia took out a talisman and stuck it on Zhu Zhanji's body.
Zhu Zhanji immediately came to his senses, and after reflecting on his actions, he promptly threw away the centipede pill in his hand.
"How dare you! I never imagined you were actually a monster. Brave warrior, I'm counting on you." Zhu Zhanji said, then hurriedly retreated to a corner.
It wasn't that he didn't want to escape, but the Bodhisattva of Compassion was right at the door; where could he run to? He could only hide in a corner.
"Borrow the power of heaven and earth, drink!" Yan Chixia blasted Pudu Cihang apart with a palm strike.
After the smoke and dust cleared, a huge golden statue of Buddha appeared in the hall.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha, the Dharma of the Western Tathagata has arrived here."
"You evil demons and monsters, why don't you quickly reveal your true forms before the Buddha?" Pudu Cihang is awesome.
"You're really bold, daring to impersonate even the Buddha!" Yan Chixia shouted angrily.
"Everyone loves idol worship, so why do you go against the world?"
"Pah! It's precisely because people are ignorant that you've taken advantage of their weakness. Even if we were to worship someone, we wouldn't worship monsters like you," Yan Chixia spat out disdainfully.