Setting Out Immediately
Zhang Xuezhou believes that making friends is faster when there are shared interests.
After a True Intention exchange, the Buddha Son Shigong, who had previously used each other for personal gain, became good friends with him again.
"How did you know the way here?" asked the Buddha Son Shigong in surprise. "The journey from Western Kunlun to West Niuhe Prefecture is treacherous; finding us here won't be easy!"
"Of course," Zhang Xuezhou said, "I've gone through countless hardships to get here and inform you. If I had known the journey would be so long and arduous, I should have looked for people to the east. I have a few capable friends there too!"
"No way! You're already here. Besides, we've worked together before, we know each other well and can cooperate easily. No one else is as sincere as me!"
The immortal peaches of Kunlun Sacred Land can temper the physical body, which is a crucial item needed by the Buddha Son Shigong.
Golden Dragon Fish are rumored to be rare and precious. Buddha Son Shigong has only heard rumors about them, but knows that eating them will have incredible benefits.
The Nine Treasures Wine was unknown to the Buddha Son Shigong, but anything that could be brewed in the Western Kunlun must be of exceptional quality, possibly even the finest of the finest.
Just thinking about these rare and precious items completely captivated the mind of the Buddha Son Shigong.
Forget about cultivation; even if he and Brahma and others discussed working together to kill several powerful demons and take their Yao Treasure, they would have to give up.
No Yao Treasure can compare to something that can be used to enhance one's cultivation. The former is an external means, while the latter is the foundation of one's cultivation strength.
The Buddha Son Shigong, deeply agreed with the fortuitous opportunity of Western Kunlun.
If Zhang Xuezhou, with his low cultivation level, could still benefit from this, then as long as he follows the other party, he will surely obtain treasures as well.
"It's easy to lose your way in the Western Kunlun Mountains. How did you find your true location?" Buddha Son Shigong asked in a low voice.
"Just walk left, walk right, and jump around a bit, and you'll reach the Myriad Longevity Pavilion, then the brewery, and finally the Jade Wave Lake Jade Wave Lake at the Wondrous Dharma Palace. That's where you catch the Golden Dragon Fish!"
Zhang Xuezhou touched the Heavenly Robe bearing the Kunlun emblem on his body, feeling that he could go whichever way he wanted, but he couldn't possibly reveal such secrets now.
Oh my, I'm so envious!
The Buddha Son Shigong cried out, and for a moment he couldn't help but beat his chest and stamp his feet in frustration.
Little did he know there were so many wonderful places within the Kunlun Sacred Land; he was just randomly bumping around in the formation, grabbing whatever he could find.
To this day, the Buddha Son Shigong has never seen the true face of the Kunlun Sacred Land.
"This Kunlun Sacred Land has been silent for hundreds of years," said the Buddha Son Shigong. "Many great deities must have died there, which is why you are free to go to that so-called Wondrous Dharma Palace!"
Buddha Son Shigong looked on with envy, feeling that Zhang Xuezhou had stumbled into a deadly place where no one was in charge.
Although there are certainly long-lived powerful figures in the Kunlun Sacred Land, they wouldn't care about these lowly trash, nor would they occupy the palaces of those dead gods.
Based on the various coincidences mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou, Buddha Son Shigong felt he had figured out how Zhang Xuezhou had obtained so many rare treasures last time.
Zhang Xuezhou's experience led the Buddha Son Shigong to deduce a significant piece of information.
If they were to invade at this moment, it would be tantamount to entering a major secret realm where all forces have perished.
This secret place is even the ancient Heavenly Court, the most important secret place in the past thousands of years, and also the most powerful secret place in the past.
His heart was pounding, and he almost wanted to ditch Zhang Xuezhou and go it alone.
But the thought that Zhang Xuezhou had been there before and was familiar with the place made it better than him stumbling around blindly, Buddha Son Shigong's fiery heart finally calmed down.
"There's no time to lose. Let's set off now, immediately, without delay. I will fully cooperate with you to help us both reach the Sole Self Realm," said the Buddha Son Shigong.
"It was worth coming all this way to find you! With your agility, we're sure to make even more money this time!" Zhang Xuezhou said happily. "Let's go!"
"Animo, quickly bring my Thousand Mile Snow over," the Buddha Son Shigong urged. "By the way, Dongfang Shuo, is your mount tired? Can we set off now?"
"He must be a little tired. If you have any good demon horses, prepare one for me as well," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Animus, bring Vishnu's Thousand Red as well," the Buddha Son Shigong instructed the middle-aged Tibetan monk who had appeared earlier once again.
"Qianlihong is the prized horse of Vishnu's son," explained Buddha Son Shigong. "This horse is on par with my mount; both can travel a thousand miles a day, ensuring we won't fall behind on long journeys!"
"It seems to be a fine horse," Zhang Xuezhou praised.
"I'll borrow his BMW for now, and I'll compensate him with another one later!"
With the treasure right in front of him, Buddha Son Shigong had no reservations whatsoever and was not concerned about making a significant investment.
One fine horse is nothing; if one can obtain the ancient treasures of the Kunlun Sacred Land, ten fine horses are child's play.
If, by some fortunate turn of events, one's cultivation level could be greatly enhanced, and one might even inherit the throne of the sect leader, Buddha Son Shigong would feel that this would be truly wonderful.
"It's 16,000 li from here to Western Kunlun. Even at our fastest pace, it would take us more than ten days on horseback. Let's go!"
The Buddha Son Shigong, couldn't wait even a moment longer.
He patted his stomach, not even bothering to prepare any food; he figured he could just hunt and eat whatever he could find along the way.
"By the way, Dongfang Shuo, do you have a lot of luggage?" Buddha Son Shigong asked as they walked.
"I didn't bring any luggage, nothing at all," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"That's wonderful! We can now make it the fastest and most convenient way to travel..."
The Buddha Son Shigong responded with a joyful expression. When he heard a startled and disoriented voice coming from outside the stone temple, he stopped speaking, then straightened his body and shot out like an arrow.
"Hey, don't hit me... but you can hit me if you want!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought for a moment, and his initial intention to go out and mediate inevitably slowed down several beats.
The Buddha Son Shigong had been invited, but Zhang Xuezhou was still unclear about the situation in Xiniu Hezhou.
He still owes the identity tokens to the demons outside, and if he wants to go to Western Kunlun, he will inevitably need to resolve the related issues.
He slowed his pace, and then he heard screams and the sound of heavy blows outside, mixed with the angry curses of the demons.
"You damned bastards! We only killed a plant demon, is that enough for you to gang up on and ambush us?"
Perhaps because he had spoken with Zhang Xuezhou, Buddha Son Shigong hadn't yet switched back to his original accent.
He moved among the demons like a gray shadow, occasionally reaching out to grab them, which would inevitably tear off large patches of fur or flesh.
Behind the Buddha Son Shigong, a streak of light followed closely, and each occasional swing of his halberd would cause a small flash of lightning to appear and then trigger a thunderous roar.
"Is this person Nezha?"
The King of Ten Thousand Foxes swept his tail, and then transformed into a nine-headed fox.
These foxes either breathe fire, smoke, or water, or shout loudly. Some brandish swords for protection, while others nimbly dart about looking for opportunities to strike or to find advantageous terrain.
"We should be friends!"
Nusina raised her nose, and her massive body thundered past like a city wall.
Then the Green Lion King and the Yellow Lion King roared repeatedly, causing the Mahabodhi Temple to tremble. The middle-aged Tibetan monk was so shaken by the two demons' roars that he could hardly move.
Pixiu King leaped onto the roof of Maha Bodhi Temple and surveyed his surroundings, while Rakshasa King waved his arms repeatedly, transforming his original two arms into six, and holding four knives and two swords in his hands.
The Deer Demon King shrank his body, reducing his enormous demonic form in size, and disappeared into the stone temple.
He peered out for several seconds before continuing forward, finally spotting Zhang Xuezhou's figure amidst the swirling smoke.