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Chapter 946 White Deer Spirit: Why do I sense a dangerous aura?
"Really?"
The monkey took the bag with some surprise.
"It can't be fake, can it? This thing has no other ability than to store things. It can hold ten mountains without any problem."
Bai Zhi smiled. This thing is actually quite simple. It's just a small cave world. With the help of technology from the Immortal Ship, this kind of small storage space that can only hold ten mountains can be created with ease.
"Xiaobai, you're so good to me."
The monkey was overjoyed. Putting everything else aside, he really needed this kind of magical storage device.
Now, he has shrunk his golden cudgel and put it in his ear. He can't carry much else on his body, so sometimes when he gets some good wine, he has nowhere to put it.
Therefore, he desperately desired such a magical artifact that could hold things.
However, this kind of thing is indeed quite rare in this world.
It's either supernatural power or a high-level magic weapon, like the Human Seed Bag, or something like Zhen Yuanzi's Sleeve Universe.
Other magical artifacts, such as Li Jing's exquisite pagoda, have additional spaces that are more for other functions and are not very suitable for storing things.
Looking at the exquisite little bag in his hand, the monkey decided that after finding Yang Jian and going to the Kingdom of Biqu together, he must handle that matter properly, so as not to let Bai Zhi hear about it and affect her mood.
"Speaking of which, Third Prince, recently, Heavenly King Li..."
Bai Zhi was curious about what was going on with Li Jing's Linglong Pagoda after she gave it to Nezha.
"Oh, that old man, he gets a small beating every day and a big beating every three days. Hasn't the True Lord noticed that he's been too afraid to go out lately?"
When Nezha mentioned this, he immediately smiled broadly. In the past, he was restrained by that old man with the Linglong Pagoda and dared not act recklessly. Now that the pagoda is gone, what kind of trouble can the pagoda base cause?
If you're weaker than others, you'll just get beaten up every day.
Bai Zhi scratched her cheek and could only offer a moment of silence for that Heavenly King Li.
However, this was something Li Jing deserved. He had done so many outrageous things in the past, yet he still got the position of Heavenly King after ascending to heaven.
Moreover, it's unclear how much of this position is due to Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars and Seas.
It's time to pay back all of this.
"True Lord, Brother Wukong and I still need to find Brother Yang Jian to deal with the monsters of the Kingdom of Biqu, so we won't say any more here."
As he spoke, Nezha winked at the monkey.
"Ah, right, right, I've been out for a while now, I can't linger any longer."
The monkey immediately understood and nodded repeatedly.
"Is that so? Okay..."
Watching the group fly away in a hurry, Bai Zhi felt that something was off.
She remembered that the monsters in the Kingdom of Biqu didn't seem to be particularly powerful characters. Would they need Yang Jian, the Monkey King, and Nezha, who specializes in fighting monsters?
The three most troublesome people in Heaven are serving a demon. How lucky must that demon be?
But thinking about it carefully, there really isn't much left in Journey to the West.
"Never mind... I'll go back and rest for a bit."
Bai Zhi shook her head speechlessly. She had just finished a social engagement, which was quite tiring, and she wasn't in the mood to go and see what was going on.
At that moment in the Bhikkhu Kingdom, an old Taoist priest who looked white-haired and youthful-looking, with an ethereal air, suddenly shivered.
For some reason, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous premonition in his heart.
"Could it be that Tang Sanzang and his disciples are coming?"
The white deer spirit frowned, but then remembered that she had been ordered by Heaven to descend to the mortal realm to serve as a scapegoat for Tang Sanzang and his disciples.
Although when he descended to the mortal realm, the Antarctic Immortal instructed him to do only a few evil deeds and not to go too far.
But having finally descended to the mortal realm, how could we not take this opportunity to reap as many benefits as possible?
The Kingdom of Bhikkhu was relatively remote and poorly connected to the surrounding area. Fortunately, when he descended to the mortal realm before, he had visited the Tang Dynasty and seen the statue of Bai Zhi. The healing effects of that statue left a deep impression on him.
This gave him an idea: to spread this belief to the Kingdom of Bhikkhu, and then use the power of this belief to get those foolish people to offer up young boys and girls.
Of course, as he had expected, everything went smoothly. After demonstrating the power of this faith to the king, the king and the people of Bhikkhu were overjoyed.
Even when he said he needed to donate a thousand children every year, those people readily agreed.
Over the years, he has consumed quite a few children. He even used the excuse of needing more young boys and girls to treat the king's illness to get people to offer up more children and extract their hearts and livers as medicinal ingredients.
However, given these circumstances, it shouldn't be enough to kill him.
He stroked his chin, thinking about his own identity. He was, after all, the mount of the Antarctic Immortal, unlike other monsters who devoured the mortals of an entire city.
I was quite restrained.
Moreover, if they really come knocking on my door, as long as I surrender quickly enough, I can get my master, the Old Man of the South Pole, to come and save me.
Thinking of this, he patted his chest, putting those strange premonitions out of his mind.
"Imperial Preceptor, how much of this child's heart would it take to cure my illness?"
Lying in bed, the somewhat sickly king looked at the white deer spirit with hopeful eyes.
"Ah, Your Majesty, you have already experienced the effects of Bai Zhi Zhenjun's protection. If it weren't for Zhenjun's protection, how could you have become the wise ruler you are today and have kept your life?"
The white deer spirit pointed to the angelica statue beside the king of Bhikkhu, which was emitting a faint glow, sustaining the king's extremely weak body.
"Your Majesty's illness has not yet been cured, simply because your heart is not sincere enough. If your heart is sincere enough and you offer enough children, then the illness will be cured."
"That's...ok."
The king, feeling the radiance that sustained his life, nodded. Indeed, as the white deer spirit had said, after the whole country began to worship angelica, the chances of the strong laborers getting sick had greatly decreased, and the amount of wasteland reclaimed throughout the country had increased immeasurably.
Therefore, he is now known as the most wise monarch in the history of Bhikkhu.
It can be said that accepting everything brought by the imperial advisor was his wisest choice.
On the side unseen by the king, the white deer spirit revealed a mocking expression. Such a foolish mortal deserved to be deceived like a pig by her.
He stood up, wanting to go to the back of the palace to see how many children had been captured.
But the next moment, an extreme sense of oppression descended.
Chapter 947 White Deer Spirit: No, did I break a heavenly law?
"This...this is?!"
Suddenly feeling this oppressive aura, the white deer spirit was completely stunned.
"Could it be that monkey has arrived?"
After realizing what had happened, he muttered to himself. Although he had long anticipated this day, he still felt a little regretful.
I haven't even finished eating the hearts and livers of this batch of children yet.
However, since that's the case, the formalities still need to be followed. Going out and fighting that monkey is a task assigned to me by my master.
He had just stepped out of the palace and was about to say a few polite words when he saw three people who looked somewhat familiar floating in the sky.
……
"Am I still dreaming?!"
The white deer spirit rubbed its eyes, looking at the three people in the sky with a puzzled expression.
He recognized all three of them. One of them was Sun Wukong, which goes without saying, as he had foreseen the monkey's arrival.
But the second one is actually Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas. This is a bit outrageous. Although he is the mount of the Antarctic Immortal, his cultivation level is really not high. Like his master, he is more skilled in some methods of prolonging life and avoiding death.
It's important to know that Nezha wields the Demon-Slaying Sword, a weapon specifically designed to attack demons. Even the mighty Bull Demon King was utterly humiliated by the Demon-Slaying Sword, his head being severed more than ten times.
When did he become worthy of being Nezha's opponent?
The third one is even more outrageous: Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation, is the Jade Emperor's nephew. He possesses powerful magic and countless demons have died under his three-pointed double-edged sword.
I recently heard that this person was appointed by the Jade Emperor as the God of Justice, to oversee the mistakes of the gods and uphold the heavenly rules.
Seeing the monkey seemed normal to him, but seeing Nezha made him think he was probably hallucinating. And seeing Yang Jian made him feel like he was definitely dreaming.
Otherwise, such an outrageous scene would not have occurred.
He hadn't broken any laws, so why would these three people bother to gang up on him?
"Are you the monster who bewitches people here?"
Standing on the clouds, Nezha glared angrily, his voice echoing throughout the entire capital city.
The White Deer Spirit didn't answer at all, because he didn't believe it was true. What merit did he have to attract three great gods to join forces against him?
"Why aren't you answering!"
Yang Jian's calm voice rang out, carrying a strong sense of oppression.
White Deer Spirit: ?
When that oppressive feeling returned, the white deer spirit realized that this was not a dream as she had thought, but something that was actually happening in reality.
Upon realizing this, he was completely shocked and speechless.
He's not a buddy; he just has a mount. He's not some heaven-defying demon who disrupts the balance of the Three Realms or threatens the safety of the Heavenly Court, nor is he some wicked demon who boasts about attacking the Southern Heavenly Gate.
There are plenty of monsters who live in a remote little country, eating children and deceiving mortals. Why are these three the ones who have to cause trouble for me?
It would be better to have 100,000 heavenly soldiers come to me.
"Oh dear, you three gods, you've got it wrong. The Imperial Advisor is a good person, not a monster."
An aged voice came from behind, and the white deer spirit knew that it was the old king.
The old king dragged his ailing body, while his servants carried a bronze statue of Angelica sinensis.
“Three High Gods, look, this is what the Imperial Preceptor brought. If it weren’t for him, we would never have received the blessings of True Lord Baizhi.”
"Although Bai Zhi Zhenjun took some of our Bhikkhu Kingdom's young children, she also blessed the health of all the people in our country."
After the old king finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed to the three of them, saying, "Please, my three gods, bear witness."
Then, with the white deer spirit's excellent eyesight, it saw that the monkey's face, as well as that of the Third Prince Nezha, turned red very quickly.
Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation, did not blush, but his eyes flashed with a terrifying divine light, and he looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man.
"So, you monster, under the guise of a righteous god of Heaven, really did devour quite a few children?"
"Uh... True Lord, Third Prince, I have my reasons! Don't attack! Don't attack!!"
The white deer spirit, clearly sensing something was wrong, quickly shouted.
"Oh, you fiend, do you know what the relationship is between Bai Zhi Zhenjun and my brother Nezha?"
The ominous premonition surrounding the white deer spirit grew stronger and stronger.
As the mount of the Antarctic Immortal, he didn't actually communicate much with the outside world, and he only heard bits and pieces of information about most things.
After Yang Jian said that, he remembered that there was a rumor that Bai Zhi had resurrected Yang Jian's mother, the Jade Emperor's sister.
He didn't take it seriously at the time.
This information comes from folklore.
As we all know, many folk tales contain exaggerations, and the worship of many deities relies on exaggerated propaganda.
But in reality, that's another story.
"True Lord..."
The white deer spirit looked miserable. "I really didn't know that Lady Baizhi had any relationship with you. If I had known, would I have done this?"
His reason for doing this was simply that Bai Zhi, as a new god, should be more suitable as a decoy than the old gods.
Moreover, the incense offerings Bai Zhi provided were so generous, saving him a lot of magical power and making his position in the Kingdom of Bhikshu extremely secure.
But he didn't expect that the gifts of fate came with a price tag.
If he had known that the legend was true, and that doing this would invite a joint attack from three troublemakers in Heaven, he would never have dared to do it.
"Hehe, as the God of Justice, I am obligated to uphold the majesty of the Heavenly Laws. White Deer Spirit, as the mount of the Antarctic Immortal, you have impersonated a righteous god of the Heavenly Court and harmed mortals. According to the law, you should be executed."