Capture Guanyin alive

The sacred Mount Putuo in the South China Sea stretches to the horizon, its waters reaching the sky. Auspicious light envelops the universe, and auspicious energy illuminates the mountains and rivers.
Thousands of snow-capped waves roar into the azure sky, and countless ripples of mist surge in the daytime. Water
splashes across the fields, waves roll all around. Water splashes across the fields with the sound of thunder, waves roll all around with the sound of lightning. All around are towering peaks, their five pillars reaching towards the earth, their branches piercing the void. There are thousands of exotic flowers and hundreds of auspicious herbs. The wind shakes the precious trees, and the sun reflects the golden lotus. For five hundred years, it has remained unchanged.
Upon reaching the five pillars, one finds a serene and tranquil place, deserted and quiet except for the sounds of birds and cicadas. Before one lies a purple bamboo forest, with a winding path disappearing into the depths of the forest. Passing through the bamboo forest, a Zen temple suddenly appears. Inside the temple, incense smoke curls upwards, exuding an elegant atmosphere, but there is no one there. After passing several flower bushes, moon gates, and a bamboo grove, just as the path seemed to end, the sound of flowing water came from afar, so they followed the sound.
Turning past a bamboo wall, they came upon a series of large, natural hot spring pools, each about ten feet in diameter. Steaming hot water gushed from the crevices of the rocks where the pools were nestled against the mountainside. The pools were surrounded by unknown, exotic flowers and herbs.
Petals floated in the water, their fragrance intensified by the steam. The
warm hot spring water sprayed like pearls and jade, releasing a fragrant mist.
In the misty pool, a woman's beautiful back was seen scooping hot water from the pool and pouring it over herself. Her thick, black hair was covered in water droplets, cascading down her smooth, bare back, wet and smooth as jade. Her fair, delicate skin, flushed slightly by the rising steam, revealed her breasts, their smooth curves proudly displayed on her chest. The shimmering water accentuated the exquisite, voluptuous curves of her body, sending shivers down one's spine.
The naked woman was none other than Guanyin Bodhisattva of the South Sea, the only female among the four great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism. Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared relaxed, but in reality, she was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and desperately needed rest. She had left this place three months ago and had only now been able to return to the Purple Bamboo Grove to respite. What had kept her so busy?
Three months ago, Guanyin was meditating in the Purple Bamboo Grove when she suddenly felt uneasy. She noticed the sky to the west, east, and north was a deep blood red, filled with murderous intent. Guanyin quickly calculated and was shocked to learn that three demon kings had appeared in these three directions, wreaking havoc on the land. These demons were not only incredibly powerful but also cruel and bloodthirsty, having already slaughtered countless lives. Each of the three demons aspired to emulate Sun Wukong, wanting to wreak havoc in Heaven and rule the universe. Furthermore, they were constantly at war with each other, ensuring no peace for the world.
Guanyin, filled with compassion, left behind her attendants, the Dragon Girl and the Boy of Good Fortune, and set out alone from the Purple Bamboo Grove to vanquish the demons. It took her three months and three battles to finally defeat them all. These battles were far from easy; the three demon kings, capable of wreaking havoc on the world, were certainly powerful. Knowing that Guanyin was coming to eliminate them personally, they realized the gravity of the situation and abandoned their mutual grudges, concentrating all their power on the lair of one of the demons—the Netherworld Valley—to join forces against Guanyin.
Guanyin's first battle with the three demons coincided with their meticulously designed Five Elements Formation—the God-Slaying Supreme Formation. Although she ultimately broke it with boundless Buddhist power, she herself was severely depleted. In her second battle against the three demons, she destroyed their treasured artifact—the Heavenly Decree Cauldron—leaving Guanyin with very little power remaining. The third and final battle was a truly devastating and brutal conflict. Knowing their defeat was inevitable, the three demons joined forces to unleash their most powerful, mutually destructive magic—the Demon God's Life and Death Tribulation—intending to perish with Guanyin. Guanyin unleashed her boundless power, annihilating the three demons, but she herself was also severely injured by the Life and Death Tribulation, leaving her with less than ten percent of her power, barely able to return to the Purple Bamboo Forest.
This was something Guanyin had never encountered since attaining enlightenment. Therefore, upon returning to the Purple Bamboo Forest, she immediately removed her cloud-like robes and soaked in the hot spring. This hot spring should not be underestimated; it was the site where Pangu's giant axe cleaved the heavens and earth, a place of geothermal essence with miraculous healing and power-boosting effects.
Guanyin, immersed in the hot spring, relaxed every meridian in her body, letting her pores open to absorb the geothermal energy. Emerging from the bath, Guanyin no longer possessed her usual solemn and dignified demeanor, but rather a languid and carefree air.
Her skin was smooth and fair, her nose straight and delicate, and her bright eyes seemed to be veiled with a layer of moist mist. A comfortable sigh escaped her delicate lips as she exhaled a soft breath, its fragrance indistinguishable between floral and natural scents. She arched her graceful neck, extending her smooth, white arms to scoop water and splash it onto her chest.
This action further accentuated her fair, full, and proudly shaped breasts. With each breath, her breasts swayed rhythmically, the two cherry-red nipples, the size of peanuts, slightly upturned, their bright red areolas beautiful and alluring. The contrast between her full, supple breasts and her slender waist was almost too delicate to grasp, her figure exquisitely defined. From the side, her snow-white abdomen was flat and firm, her smooth back muscles and full buttocks were clearly visible, exceptionally alluring.
Because Guanyin's lower body was submerged in water, it was indistinct and unclear. But even this was enough to make one's eyes nearly pop out. Guanyin had entered a state of emptiness and detachment, sometimes wandering the heavens, sometimes overlooking the nine continents, thinking of the suffering of all living beings, her heart filled with compassion; the people of the Central Plains were truly suffering too much.
Suddenly, she remembered her own affairs, thinking to herself, "Where are the Dragon Girl and Sudhana? Why haven't they come to answer me after so long? They know I went on important business, they shouldn't have been playing around and not returned, why..."
Just then, a soft yet resilient voice rang out, "They are in my hands now."
Guanyin was greatly surprised. "What's going on!"
What surprised Guanyin was not the content of the voice, but its source. The voice did not come from outside, but directly from her own mind. That is to say, someone had entered her mind, knew her thoughts, and could control her will. This was terrible! Guanyin was a person of great stature. Her cultivation was second to none in the Three Realms except for the Buddha. How could she let someone control her mind so easily? She quickly gathered her mind and opened her phoenix eyes wide. It was already night.
The sky was filled with twinkling stars, a beautiful, shimmering spectacle, like love, affection, resentment, and tears; like dewdrops on flower petals at dawn, like shimmering ripples on a lake at dusk, or like a lover shedding their final veil in the dead of night. Anyone who saw this starlight would be awestruck by its brilliance, involuntarily drawn into the night sky. Guanyin, however, knew this was a moment of life or death, and could not hesitate. With her last remaining magical power, she leaped away, for she knew that what she saw was not a star, but a sword, a sword that resembled a star, a star that resembled a sword—the Crimson Sword.
Suddenly, the stars vanished, leaving only the endless night sky, deep and unfathomable, as if to help one comprehend the mysteries of the universe, compelling one to pause and contemplate. Guanyin, however, knew she could not stop for even a moment. She lightly touched the bamboo tip with her toes and continued her retreat, for she knew that it was not the night sky, but merely darkness, merely emptiness—a cloak of black sky. She retreated twenty feet, and suddenly the sun reappeared; all the stars in the dark night had been an illusion.
Knowing she was out of danger, Guanyin landed and suddenly felt a churning in her body, a tightness in her chest, a sweet, choked feeling in her throat, and a blur before her eyes. She realized she had forced herself to cast a spell, her strength failing,
and she was nearly exhausted. She quickly focused her mind on her dantian, trying to regain her breath, but managed to say, "Is that you?" The melodious voice rang out again, "Bodhisattva, how have you been?" This voice possessed both a deep male voice and a sweet female voice, both the innocence of a child and the vicissitudes of an old person. It sounded strangely peculiar, drifting lightly from all directions, making it impossible to discern its direction, yet it was incredibly comforting, like a mother's lullaby to her child.
Guanyin felt weak all over, drowsy, and a chill ran through her. She knew she had lost her usual spiritual awareness, which was why someone had taken advantage of her. She quickly raised her left hand, forming a hand seal, and pointed her right hand towards the sky, activating the "Ice and Snow Heart-Controlling Technique." This technique should not be underestimated; it is one of the three secret techniques of Buddhism.
When Shakyamuni Buddha was meditating under the Bodhi tree, he suddenly felt agitated, his mind filled with desires, his inner demons raging, and his murderous intent surging. Greed, lust, and delusion tormented him. Knowing this was an inevitable hurdle in his spiritual practice, he used his great wisdom to comprehend this secret formula. Afterward, his practice went smoothly, and he ultimately attained enlightenment.
The "Ice and Snow Mind-Controlling Formula" is the first major formula for Buddhist disciples to eliminate demonic thoughts.
Its formula states: "If the heart is like snow, all sorrows can be dispelled. If the heart is like ice, all things are clear. If the heart is like a zither, all poisons cannot invade. When the heart is settled, all thoughts are still."
Guanyin used this technique and instantly felt all her troubles disappear, her mind cleared, and the illusions vanished. But then she saw a cold sword pierce towards her face with lightning speed. Although the sword was fierce, Guanyin knew it was not a real killing move. She calmly turned her head to the side to avoid the sword. Then she raised her right foot and kicked down to block the silent palm that was slashing upwards towards her lower abdomen. She tried to use the force to retreat, but at that moment she felt a black shadow flash before her eyes. Countless figures swirled around her, and heavy palm shadows pressed down from all sides as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking.
Guanyin closed her beautiful eyes, her ten fingers blooming like lotus flowers, conjuring various hand gestures around her body, seemingly real yet illusory, as if countless arms had suddenly grown out. Though her eyes were closed, each hand seemed to sprout an eye, seeing through everything in heaven and earth, and glimpsing the mysteries of the universe—the Thousand-Handed, Thousand-Eyed Guanyin, bang bang bang bang…
A series of striking sounds finally repelled her opponent. Just as she was about to regain her footing, she felt a cool touch on her chest. Guanyin couldn't help but shudder, thinking to herself, "So much faster, so real. How could his progress be so rapid in just a hundred years?"
On the surface, however, she remained calm, gazing intently at the steaming hot spring pool, and asked, "Binglu, is that you? How is Buddha?"
"Binglu"—clear as ice, pure as dew—sounded like a gentle young girl's name, but the truth was far from it. A hundred years ago, these two words were taboo in the three realms of heaven, earth, and man; anyone who spoke of them would turn pale.
It turns out that a hundred years ago, a demonic being named "Pan" appeared on the summit of Mount Tai, which aroused the wrath of both gods and demons. He disrupted the peace of the world and aroused the wrath of both gods and demons.

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