The Xiumu does not eat living creatures. Now that the Shenguo has died, its blood and flesh are filled with vitality. The little guy is eating happily than anyone else.
The three small ones, tiger, deer and sheep, looked at these "big demons" and seemed to have no intention of eating them. They also dared to come and eat together. If they don't eat, they won't eat.
Before, the "old turtle" that had eaten some scraps on the coast slowly climbed over to eat the big feast. It crawled for an hour before reaching the Shenguo's side, and at that time, everyone had only eaten about a tenth of it.
By the third day, they finally managed to completely finish off the Shenguo. The old bear's belly was round and he lay on the ground, resembling a big balloon. The Shenguo accounted for thirty percent of the consumption, the phoenix ate sixty percent, and the remaining ten percent was eaten by the rest of their companions and the tiger demon and others.
The phoenix and the old bear, with high cultivation, rested and didn't have much to do.
The phoenix thought that the Shenguo's tortoise shell was quite durable, so he forged a set of armor for the old bear.
The leftover scraps were used to forge a set of battle armor for Dang Kang for use in charges. All the sharp spiky acorns were incorporated into the armor. As long as Dang Kang charged, he would be an invincible tank, able to break through enemy lines with ease.
"The old turtle" ate the blood and flesh of the Shenguo, greatly enhancing its wisdom and roots, effectively changing its fate. It slowly crawled back into the river, as the outside was too dangerous. It was planning to find a safe muddy spot to hide.
The three demons, tiger, deer and sheep, had a bit of a desire to follow the god's squadron. The phoenix had a general impression of the three demons. After leaving a Huang Ting Jing, he directly transformed into his original form and flew away with his companions.
Now the squad already doesn't eat pork, cats, bears, birds, and dragons. If they were to add tigers, deer, and sheep to the list of prohibited foods, the whole team could become vegetarian and enter the Western Pure Land world early!
The fate has come to an end, you guys can do as you please!
The God's Squadron flew away, leaving only the three demons of tiger, deer and sheep by the raging Tonghe River. They couldn't ride on clouds.
"Big brother, what are we going to do?" asked the sheep demon pitifully.
When they were in the mountains, they felt that their cultivation was quite good. Now that they have come out, it's a heavy blow, and the outside is too scary for the sheep!
The deer demon also asked, "Big brother, should we still go to the Zhongnanshan?"
They flipped through the Huang Ting Jing that the phoenix had given them, all of them were disappointed. What a worthless thing! Practicing for half a day without seeing any results.
Before they were in trouble, they didn't see the three pure ones come down to save them. It seems that the Dao school is not the right path.
The tiger demon was also rather hesitant, but he said firmly, "Are you guys scared by this little difficulty? Come on, follow me to the Zhongnanshan to study with a master. After I've mastered my skills, let them sigh!"
His words were full of the meaning that in thirty years east, in thirty years west, and the Dao school would succeed after the son-in-law learned.
The three demons walked eastward, through forests and over ravines, at a fast pace. After more than twenty days, they discovered a particularly steep and heavily enchanted mountain range ahead, said to be called the White Bone Ridge.
They found a place at the foot of the mountain that was wind-protected and rested there.
The deer demon and the sheep demon caught a chicken near them. The area was too desolate, and it took a lot of effort to find this chicken. They roasted the chicken, first paying tribute to Tiger Brother, then one ate the chicken head and the other ate the chicken ass.
As the sheep demon was chewing on the chicken's butt, he found it tasteless, far inferior to the Shenguo. He was about to complain when his gaze fell on the back of the tiger demon. His expression changed dramatically, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
The tiger demon, who was munching on a chicken leg, turned back and saw a tomb shaking violently. First came a hand, then a head and another hand, and finally the entire body.
A man who appeared rather elderly emerged from the tomb.
The tiger demon widened his eyes in disbelief, what's going on? Reincarnation?
King Jinhe looked around at the shabby altar arrangements and the strange elephant carcass by his side, and suddenly realized that he had been buried here after his death and had been worshipped as a totem by the primitive tribe.
Having studied the Western teachings from Dietu, he no longer harbors resentment towards the Godly Beast Team. He has reaped the fruits of his own evil seeds, which is reasonable. Moreover, they buried him instead of leaving his body to rot in the wilderness, for which he should show some gratitude.
The wheelchair he had once sat on was refined by the Phoenix into a litter. With a flick of his hand, his body landed onto the litter, hovering in mid-air.
He sat cross-legged on the metal stretcher, his face solemn and serious, like a high-ranking monk. He approached the three demons of tiger, deer, and sheep.
King Jinhe of the Jing River is old.
In the past, he had been full of ambitions and aspirations, planning to marry the sister of the Western Sea Dragon King. Now that Xizang helped him change his destiny and return to life, the cost was that his lifespan would be reduced by threefold, transforming him from a middle-aged dragon king into an old one.
"Three young friends, the old man suffered serious injuries before, and fell into a state of pseudo-death. Now that my essence has been repaired, I have finally woken up. If I have scared any of you, I apologize here."
Since resurrecting from the dead is not something that should be publicly announced, he used the excuse of being severely injured.
The tiger demon was quite bold, seeing that the old man had no pressure like the Phoenix, he asked directly, "What do you want to ask our brothers?"
King Jinhe of the Jing River sat cross-legged on the metal stretcher, just like riding on a magic carpet like Aladdin, and at this moment, his face was calm.
One of his souls and spirits had wandered off to an unknown place, and with a missing soul and spirit, he couldn't achieve enlightenment. Dietu suggested that he go to Mount Lingshan to ask the Sages, who know everything. Additionally, relying on his own physical strength to travel to Mount Lingshan would also be a good way to atone for his sins.
"The old man wants to ask, is there any water around here? Any river, sea, or lake is fine." King Jinhe of the Jing River wants to ask his own tribe about the way to Mount Lingshan.
This tiger demon is indeed aware of this. He pointed to the west: "In that direction, there is a river that is unknown in terms of width and length, called the Tonghe River. The old gentleman might be able to go there and ask, but"
"However, what?"
The tiger demon recounted the affairs of the Shenguo.
King Jinhe of the Jing River was somewhat disappointed. Such a powerful Shenguo living in the river meant that the dragon race that previously governed the water realm was now definitely out of favor.
Then he heard about the Godly Beast Team. The emotions he felt about this were more complex.
"They are also heading west? Fine, I still have the opportunity to atone for my sins, thank you three young friends. Let's part ways."
The tiger demon quickly stopped him: "Old father-in-law, wait a moment! Is Mount Lingshan really where the gods live? Will the gods there accept us brothers?"
King Jinhe of the Jing River smiled, "The Western religion has open doors, no one is unpassable. The Pure Land is the best place in the three realms, without killing or oppression."
He transformed into the Spirit of Mount Lingshan and recited what Xizang had said, adding his own imagination.
The tiger demon was moved by this and thought that since the Three Pure Ones didn't want them, they wouldn't want the Three Pure Ones either!
"Old sir, we wish to become your disciples and go to Mount Lingshan with you!"
King Jinhe of the Jing River sat on the litter, deer and sheep carrying him, tiger demon leading the way, forming a strange Western journey team.
