話說赤發靈官邵華風同追魂侍者鄧連芳、神術士韓祺，來到藏珍塢。群賊一看，心中喜悅，說：「這可活該！」眾人行禮既畢，邵華風說：「眾位，這就是我拜弟鄧連芳，他乃是萬花山聖教堂八魔祖師爺天魔天河釣叟楊明遠的徒弟。這位韓祺，他乃是人魔桂林樵夫王九峰的徒弟。要拿濟顛僧，易如反掌，不費吹灰之力。」神術士韓祺說：「邵大哥，我告訴你，我得了我師父一根子母陰魂絛，就是大路金仙，西方羅漢，都能捆上。這個子母陰魂絛，可與眾不同，經過幾個甲子，別人有也不真。」正說著話，有人進來回稟：「外面來了一個和尚，堵著山門大罵，點名叫邵祖師爺出去。」邵華風一聽，說：「定是濟顛來了。」手下人說：「是一個大眉黑臉和尚。」邵華風說：「待我出去看看。」話言未了，旁邊有巡山仙長李文通說：「道師爺且慢，諒來此無知小輩，何必你老人家前往？有事弟子服其勞，割雞焉用牛刀，待我出去，把他拿來，不費吹灰之力。」邵華風說：「你須要小心留神。」那李文通說：「料也無妨。」說罷大搖大擺，來到山門以外。藏珍塢這座山，是坐北沖南，山口裡廟前頭是一片空寬平坦之地，可以做戰場，操兵演陣都行，甚為寬闊。李文通出來一看，對面站定一僧一道，正是金風和尚悟緣同馬道玄。李文通一看，說：「原來是金風和尚，你來此何幹？」金風和尚說道：「我奉我師父之命，前來拿你們這伙妖人。」李文通說：「你師父是誰？」金風和尚說：「你要問，是濟公長老。」李文通嘆了一聲，說：「你怎么也來胡鬧隨了濟顛和尚？依我說你趁此回去，休要前來多管閒事。我山人以慈悲為門，善念為本，存一分好生之德，不忍傷害你的性命。你要不聽我的良言相勸，可別說我將你拿住，悔之晚矣。」金風和尚哈哈大笑，說：「好孽障！諒爾有多大能為，也敢說此朗朗狂言大話，我和尚將你結果了性命，殺惡人即是善念。」老道一聽，氣往上撞，伸手拉出寶劍，往東南上巽為風一站，用寶劍就地一畫，口中念念有詞，立刻狂風大作，走石飛沙，真奔金風和尚打去。
话说赤发灵官邵华风同追魂侍者邓连芳、神术士韩祺，来到藏珍坞。群贼一看，心中喜悦，说：「这可活该！」众人行礼既毕，邵华风说：「众位，这就是我拜弟邓连芳，他乃是万花山圣教堂八魔祖师爷天魔天河钓叟杨明远的徒弟。这位韩祺，他乃是人魔桂林樵夫王九峰的徒弟。要拿济颠僧，易如反掌，不费吹灰之力。」神术士韩祺说：「邵大哥，我告诉你，我得了我师父一根子母阴魂绦，就是大路金仙，西方罗汉，都能捆上。这个子母阴魂绦，可与众不同，经过几个甲子，别人有也不真。」正说着话，有人进来回禀：「外面来了一个和尚，堵着山门大骂，点名叫邵祖师爷出去。」邵华风一听，说：「定是济颠来了。」手下人说：「是一个大眉黑脸和尚。」邵华风说：「待我出去看看。」话言未了，旁边有巡山仙长李文通说：「道师爷且慢，谅来此无知小辈，何必你老人家前往？有事弟子服其劳，割鸡焉用牛刀，待我出去，把他拿来，不费吹灰之力。」邵华风说：「你须要小心留神。」那李文通说：「料也无妨。」说罢大摇大摆，来到山门以外。藏珍坞这座山，是坐北冲南，山口里庙前头是一片空宽平坦之地，可以做战场，操兵演阵都行，甚为宽阔。李文通出来一看，对面站定一僧一道，正是金风和尚悟缘同马道玄。李文通一看，说：「原来是金风和尚，你来此何干？」金风和尚说道：「我奉我师父之命，前来拿你们这伙妖人。」李文通说：「你师父是谁？」金风和尚说：「你要问，是济公长老。」李文通叹了一声，说：「你怎么也来胡闹随了济颠和尚？依我说你趁此回去，休要前来多管闲事。我山人以慈悲为门，善念为本，存一分好生之德，不忍伤害你的性命。你要不听我的良言相劝，可别说我将你拿住，悔之晚矣。」金风和尚哈哈大笑，说：「好孽障！谅尔有多大能为，也敢说此朗朗狂言大话，我和尚将你结果了性命，杀恶人即是善念。」老道一听，气往上撞，伸手拉出宝剑，往东南上巽为风一站，用宝剑就地一画，口中念念有词，立刻狂风大作，走石飞沙，真奔金风和尚打去。
Now, Shao Huafeng, the Red-Haired Divine Officer, came to Cangzhen Stronghold with Deng Lianfang, the Soul-Chasing Attendant, and Han Qi, the Divine Magician. The bandits were delighted at the sight of them. “It was meant to be!” they said. When everyone had finished bowing, Shao Huafeng said, “Gentlemen, this is my sworn brother Deng Lianfang. He is a disciple of Yang Mingyuan, the Old Angler of the Milky Way, the Heavenly Demon among the Eight Demon Patriarchs of Shengjiao Hall on Mount Wanhua. And this is Han Qi, a disciple of Wang Jiufeng, the Woodcutter of Guilin, the Human Demon. Catching Crazy Ji will be as easy as turning over a hand; it won’t cost us the breath it takes to blow away ash.” “Let me tell you, Brother Shao,” said Han Qi, the Divine Magician, “I’ve got hold of one of my master’s Mother-and-Child Soul Cords. Even the great Golden Immortals and the arhats of the West can be bound with it. This Mother-and-Child Soul Cord is like no other: it has been through several sixty-year cycles, and if anyone else has one, it isn’t the real thing.” While they were talking, someone came in to report: “A monk has turned up outside. He’s blocking the temple gate and cursing for all he’s worth, and he’s calling on Patriarch Shao by name to come out.” “It must be Crazy Ji,” said Shao Huafeng. “It’s a monk with big eyebrows and a black face,” said the man. “Let me go out and have a look,” said Shao Huafeng. Before the words were out of his mouth, Li Wentong, one of the Mountain-Patrol Immortals, spoke up beside him: “Wait, Grand Master. It can only be some ignorant young nobody; why should you go yourself, sir? When there’s work to be done, the disciple takes the toil — why use an ox-cleaver to kill a chicken? Let me go out and catch him. It won’t cost me the breath it takes to blow away ash.” “You must be careful,” said Shao Huafeng. “No harm can come of it,” said Li Wentong. With that he swaggered off and came out through the temple gate. The mountain of Cangzhen Stronghold sat in the north and faced south. Inside the mouth of the pass, in front of the temple, lay a stretch of open, level ground, wide enough for a battlefield, or for drilling troops and practising formations — very broad indeed. Li Wentong came out and looked. Facing him stood a monk and a Daoist: the monk Jinfeng, Wuyuan, and Ma Daoxuan. “So it’s the monk Jinfeng,” said Li Wentong. “What business have you here?” “On my master’s orders,” said the monk Jinfeng, “I’ve come to catch your gang of sorcerers.” “Who is your master?” said Li Wentong. “Since you ask,” said the monk Jinfeng, “it’s the Elder Ji Gong.” Li Wentong sighed. “How did you come to join in Crazy Ji’s nonsense too? If you ask me, go back while you can, and don’t come meddling in what’s none of your business. This man of the mountains takes compassion as his gate and good thoughts as his root, and keeps a little of Heaven’s love of life; I can’t bear to take yours. If you won’t heed my kind advice, then don’t say I didn’t warn you, once I’ve caught you and it’s too late to be sorry.” The monk Jinfeng roared with laughter. “Vile creature! How much skill can you have, to dare talk so big and so loud? This monk will finish you off — killing evil men is itself a good thought.” At this the old Daoist’s anger surged up. He drew his sword, took his stand to the southeast, at Xun, the trigram of wind, drew a stroke on the ground with the sword and muttered a spell. At once a wild wind rose, stones rolled and sand flew, and it all swept straight at the monk Jinfeng.
金風和尚悟緣哈哈一笑，伸手由兜囊掏出一宗寶貝，名曰「避風珠」，往空中一摔，立刻風定塵息。李文通一看，大吃一驚，金風和尚把避風珠收回去，又由兜囊掏出一顆珠子，其紅似火，口中念念有詞，照定李文通打來。只聽「呱啦」一聲響，一道火光，竟將李文通燒了個皮焦肉爛。這一顆珠子，名曰「雷火珠」。金風和尚劈了老道，將寶貝收回去，早有人報進藏珍塢，說：「回稟祖師爺，可了不得了，方才李道爺出去一問和尚，他說叫金風和尚。李道爺一施展法術，狂風大作，走石飛沙，那和尚掏出一宗寶貝摔去，就風定塵息。和尚又拿出一顆珠子，其紅似火，一道光‘呱啦’一響，竟把李道爺燒了個皮焦肉爛。」邵華風一聽，氣得哇哇呀怪叫如雷。
金风和尚悟缘哈哈一笑，伸手由兜囊掏出一宗宝贝，名曰「避风珠」，往空中一摔，立刻风定尘息。李文通一看，大吃一惊，金风和尚把避风珠收回去，又由兜囊掏出一颗珠子，其红似火，口中念念有词，照定李文通打来。只听「呱啦」一声响，一道火光，竟将李文通烧了个皮焦肉烂。这一颗珠子，名曰「雷火珠」。金风和尚劈了老道，将宝贝收回去，早有人报进藏珍坞，说：「回禀祖师爷，可了不得了，方才李道爷出去一问和尚，他说叫金风和尚。李道爷一施展法术，狂风大作，走石飞沙，那和尚掏出一宗宝贝摔去，就风定尘息。和尚又拿出一颗珠子，其红似火，一道光‘呱啦’一响，竟把李道爷烧了个皮焦肉烂。」邵华风一听，气得哇哇呀怪叫如雷。
The monk Jinfeng, Wuyuan, laughed. He reached into his pouch, took out a treasure called the Wind-Stilling Pearl and flung it up into the air. At once the wind dropped and the dust settled. Li Wentong was badly startled. The monk Jinfeng took back the Wind-Stilling Pearl and drew another pearl from his pouch, as red as fire. Muttering a spell, he hurled it straight at Li Wentong. There was a great crack and a flash of fire, and Li Wentong was burned till his skin was charred and his flesh burst. This pearl was called the Thunder-Fire Pearl. When the monk Jinfeng had struck down the old Daoist, he took back his treasure. Already someone had run into Cangzhen Stronghold to report: “Patriarch, sir, something terrible has happened! Daoist Master Li went out just now and asked the monk who he was, and he said he’s called the monk Jinfeng. Daoist Master Li worked his magic, and a wild wind rose, stones rolled and sand flew. The monk took out a treasure and flung it, and the wind dropped and the dust settled. Then the monk took out a pearl, red as fire — a flash of light, a great crack, and Daoist Master Li was burned till his skin was charred and his flesh burst.” When Shao Huafeng heard this, he was so furious that he howled and roared like thunder.
旁邊有人一聲喊嚷，說：「師父不必動怒，待我去給李大哥報仇，把和尚拿來。」邵華風一看說話這人，是他二徒弟叫妙道真人吳法興。這個老道跟前者七星觀的吳法通是師兄弟，在邵華風手下任意胡為，也會怪術妖邪，立刻拉寶劍來到山門以外。見金風和尚正然破口大罵，吳法興說：「好和尚，真乃大膽！你可知道你家祖師爺的利害？」金風和尚說：「你是何人？」吳法興說：「你要問，我告訴你，你家祖師爺姓吳名法興，人稱妙道真人。今天你既是飛蛾投火，自送其死，放著天堂有路你不走，地獄無門自找尋，休怨我山人將你結果了性命。」說著話由兜囊里掏出一根捆仙繩，祭在空中，口中念念有詞，說聲「敕令！」刷啦啦一道金光，直奔金風和尚。和尚一張嘴，卟噴出一口黑氣，這是九千多年的內丹，立刻捆仙繩墜落於地。和尚隨著一抖手，將他雷火珠打出來，只聽呱啦一聲響，將吳法興燒死，這小子一輩子沒做好事，今天遭了惡報，又有人報進廟去。邵華風一聽徒弟死了，氣得三屍神暴跳，五靈豪氣騰空，說：「好好好，我山人出去，跟他一死相拼。」旁邊神術士韓祺說：「邵大哥不用你去，你瞧瞧我的寶貝，你我一同前往。」
旁边有人一声喊嚷，说：「师父不必动怒，待我去给李大哥报仇，把和尚拿来。」邵华风一看说话这人，是他二徒弟叫妙道真人吴法兴。这个老道跟前者七星观的吴法通是师兄弟，在邵华风手下任意胡为，也会怪术妖邪，立刻拉宝剑来到山门以外。见金风和尚正然破口大骂，吴法兴说：「好和尚，真乃大胆！你可知道你家祖师爷的利害？」金风和尚说：「你是何人？」吴法兴说：「你要问，我告诉你，你家祖师爷姓吴名法兴，人称妙道真人。今天你既是飞蛾投火，自送其死，放着天堂有路你不走，地狱无门自找寻，休怨我山人将你结果了性命。」说着话由兜囊里掏出一根捆仙绳，祭在空中，口中念念有词，说声「敕令！」刷啦啦一道金光，直奔金风和尚。和尚一张嘴，卟喷出一口黑气，这是九千多年的内丹，立刻捆仙绳坠落于地。和尚随着一抖手，将他雷火珠打出来，只听呱啦一声响，将吴法兴烧死，这小子一辈子没做好事，今天遭了恶报，又有人报进庙去。邵华风一听徒弟死了，气得三尸神暴跳，五灵豪气腾空，说：「好好好，我山人出去，跟他一死相拼。」旁边神术士韩祺说：「邵大哥不用你去，你瞧瞧我的宝贝，你我一同前往。」
Someone beside him cried out, “Don’t be angry, Master. Let me go and avenge Brother Li and bring that monk back.” Shao Huafeng looked at the speaker: it was his second disciple, Wu Faxing, the Perfected One Miaodao. This old Daoist was a fellow disciple of the Wu Fatong of Qixing Temple we met before. Under Shao Huafeng he did whatever he pleased, and he too knew strange arts and demonic sorcery. At once he drew his sword and came out through the temple gate. He found the monk Jinfeng cursing at the top of his voice. “You bold monk, what nerve!” said Wu Faxing. “Do you know how dangerous your grandsire is?” “Who are you?” said the monk Jinfeng. “Since you ask, I’ll tell you,” said Wu Faxing. “Your grandsire here is surnamed Wu and named Faxing, and men call me the Perfected One Miaodao. Today you’re a moth flying into the flame, bringing your own death on yourself. Heaven has a road open and you won’t take it; hell has no gate and you go looking for one. Don’t blame this man of the mountains when I finish you off.” As he spoke he took an Immortal-Binding Rope out of his pouch and sent it up into the air, muttered a spell and cried, “By command!” With a swish, a streak of golden light shot straight at the monk Jinfeng. The monk opened his mouth and puffed out a breath of black vapour — this was his inner elixir, more than nine thousand years in the making — and at once the Immortal-Binding Rope dropped to the ground. Then, with a flick of his hand, the monk hurled out his Thunder-Fire Pearl. There was a great crack, and Wu Faxing was burned to death. The fellow had never done a good deed in his life, and today he got what was coming to him. Again someone ran into the temple to report. When Shao Huafeng heard that his disciple was dead, he was so furious that the Three Corpse Spirits within him leapt in rage and the bold breath of his five spirits shot up to the sky. “Very well, very well, very well! This man of the mountains will go out and fight him to the death!” “No need for you to go, Brother Shao,” said Han Qi, the Divine Magician, beside him. “Just watch my treasure. We’ll go together.”