Chapter 160 Candlelight Time
"So I said, my Junior Brother Wukong looks like a monkey. Look at him wearing this cassock and being given the title of Fighting and Victory Buddha. He looks so handsome."
The Great Leiyin Temple, the Main Hall, the four "people" traveling west and a horse, each of whom was given a Buddhist title.
Patriarch Bodhi and Chen Zhu stood on top of the Great Leiyin Temple and watched quietly.
Now the Buddha Tathagata waves his hand with golden light flowing, and he salutes you all.
As for Sun Wukong's original golden hoop, it was just a decoration and he took it off in a pretentious manner.
In fact, the main purpose of this thing was to deceive their own people. If there were no such restriction, the eighty-one difficulties would be at least reduced by half. They were afraid that they would be killed by the monkey.
There is a golden hoop, so if you lose control you can still save your life, right?
"Thank you Buddha."
The four masters and apprentices bowed respectfully, and after resting for two days, they returned to the Tang Dynasty in the East, carrying the scriptures stone by stone.
In fact, we don’t have to go far. The Tang army will be here soon and will almost reach the foot of Tianzhu Lingshan Mountain.
In the main hall, only Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhats remain.
"Avalokitesvara, how many hardships did Jin Chanzi go through?"
Tathagata asked slightly, and everything seemed to be in line with the plot.
"Eighty difficulties, still to go..."
Bodhisattva Guanyin said this subconsciously, and suddenly his expression changed and he counted quickly with his fingers.
"Why, this is supposed to be the 80th difficulty, why did the divine sign show that it was already the 81st difficulty, when did they overcome another difficulty?"
He looked again and suddenly realized: "It's the one from Sanxing Cave..."
"It's only natural that the guy from Sanxing Cave has some ideas."
The Buddha pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said, "Whatever. Whatever."
"The causes of all worlds, the results of all realms, the kalpa has ended, and it is time for me to go."
He slowly looked towards Maitreya: "Future Buddha, I will be in Nirvana."
"Goodbye, Tathagata."
Maitreya Buddha sighed softly, knowing that with the world's upgrading, the catastrophe would not be so important.
The era of the rise of the West will await again with the nirvana of the Buddha.
At this time, the four masters and apprentices had just crossed the Tongtian River, and the old turtle asked if they could say a few words for him.
"Oops!"
Speaking of this, Tang Seng realized that he was too excited and actually forgot what the old turtle said.
"You didn't help me?"
The old turtle was furious and was about to throw the four people and two dragons on its back overturned.
Two dragons, where did the second dragon come from?
"Come on, why are you taking it so seriously when it's just a formality?"
Chen Zhu suddenly appeared, picked up a scripture and dipped it in water: "Okay, okay, I've made up my mind, go on your own."
"It's just Lingyun Ferry, but you're making it seem like no one can get through without you."
He didn't want to fish the scriptures out of the water later. When the master and his disciples saw it, they immediately bowed down.
"Meet Deputy Sect Leader Jie."
"Big Brother!"
Sun Wukong shouted in surprise: "Are you here to pick me up?"
He shook his body, revealing the appearance of a holy Buddha's cassock, and said proudly, "Look at me like this, am I handsome?"
"Handsome~Handsome~"
Chen Zhu answered perfunctorily and then opened the scriptures on his shoulder pole.
"Okay, let's copy the book next."
Copying books?
Sun Wukong was still confused, but soon he discovered that there was not a single word in these scriptures, they were all blank.
"How can it be blank?"
The people who were seeking the scriptures were shocked for a moment. They had gone through eighty-one difficulties and walked for so many years, but how could it be that everything was in vain?
"Don't make a fuss. The Buddha told me that the sutra was sent out by mistake, and asked me to help you correct it."
He took out Marxism-Leninism and said, "This is the real Mahayana Buddhist scripture."
"Thank you, Deputy Master Jie."
Jin Chanzi hurriedly put his hands together in greeting, and they began to take out their pens and take notes.
"This... this seems a little wrong."
As they copied, they began to doubt whether this was a Buddhist scripture.
“This is the Buddhist scripture.”
Zhulong smiled faintly, and his smile made the people who were seeking scriptures shudder.
Only Sun Wukong nodded affirmatively: "Brother, yes, this scripture is it!"
……
"Is this...really a Mahayana Buddhist scripture?"
In the Golden Palace in Chang'an City, Li Shimin looked at the carefully copied scriptures in front of him with characters of different sizes and raised questions again.
There are five kinds of handwriting. Looking down, the four masters and apprentices plus the white dragon horse are just right.
“This… is really!”
Tang Sanzang nodded affirmatively: "We have gone through eighty-one difficulties and arrived at Lingshan to become Buddhas. No one understands the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures better than us."
"But...but my brother..."
Li Shimin was holding the scriptures. Those parts on it were clearly black, but for some reason they became redder the more he looked at them.
Almost everything and every word in it is basically heretical. How can this be a Mahayana Buddhist scripture?
"Old Emperor, my senior brother said that this is the true scripture given to us by the Buddha of Lingshan, so please don't believe it anymore!"
Sun Wukong scratched his head. Although he could read the words clearly, he didn't quite understand the content, but he believed in his senior brother.
"Brother, yes, even if the word 'rebellion' is written on this book, it is still a Mahayana Buddhist scripture!"
Now, Li Shimin's face became even darker.
The word "rebellion" is not mentioned in these scriptures, but when they are combined together, they become these two words!
"Who is your senior brother?"
Li Shimin frowned and asked: "Is there any evidence? Is it just for fame..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden "boom" from the clear sky, and lightning scatters all over the Golden Palace!
"Brother, you can't say that!"
Jin Chanzi hurriedly took two steps forward: "The one who cannot be desecrated is the deputy leader of the Saint Sect!"
"hiss!"
Hearing these words, Li Shimin's soul was scared to death. Since Emperor Xin, there has been no human emperor, only the Son of Heaven. He has no qualifications to call the saint's sect's deputy leader directly.
"This... this must be the true scripture!"
Li Shimin said confidently: "Come here, copy three volumes, send one to the Sutra Repository, one to the Dali Temple, and one to my study. I will study it day and night!"
The attitude changed so quickly that Sun Wukong laughed out loud. He held up the life and death stick and said:
"Old man, why didn't you just do this a long time ago? Hey, why are you wasting your energy?"
After he finished speaking with a chuckle, he was treated to a banquet for a few days and watched the Tang army conquer India.
Gods and Buddhas do not care about human affairs, but Tang Seng sighed that if he had passed away a few years later, he would not have to suffer so much.
A few days later, Sun Wukong bid farewell to his master. Now that he had become a Buddha, he wanted to go back to the Water Curtain Cave in the Flower-Fruit Mountain to become the king of the mountain.
But before leaving, he thought about it and went alone to the edge of Xiniu Hezhou, somewhere on the sea.
That was the place where he had once learned his skills. Now that he had become successful, he wanted to go back and see if his master was still there.
He still remembered what Zhen Yuanzi said when he asked him about the way of earthly immortality at Wuzhuang Temple.
"You are such a capable monkey, I'm sure your master must be a person with great magical powers."
He dared not speak, but kept everything in his heart.
Little did they know that at this moment, Sanxing Cave was decorated with lights and colors.
There are as many as ten thousand disciples under the Sanxing Cave, generation after generation. At this moment, they are quietly looking at the stone gate leading to the mountain world. It is said that their senior brother who has been wandering outside for many years is about to come back.
"Master, I will say this again. On this day, you must, must, must not cause trouble for Master!"
Patriarch Bodhi warned the young men in front of him that it was easier to deal with the disciples after the fourth generation as their cultivation was still shallow, but the one that was difficult was the group in front of him.
"Master, we will definitely not cause trouble!"
Chu Jue answered the loudest!
"You don't cause trouble? You are the one who causes the most trouble. Do you know what a treasure that Xiantian maple tree is? Just break it!"
Speaking of this, Patriarch Bodhi felt a pang of heartache, and he felt better when he remembered that his little monkey was coming back.
Chen Zhu was not as panicked as the master. He had already visited Sun Wukong many times.
He had other tasks, and at this moment he was comforting Carl.
"It's not a big problem. The junior brothers have grown up and become much more sensible."
"I'd rather they didn't know any better."
Karl’s expression was complicated: “Big Brother, do you think my path is right?”
He stared at the spirit wine in front of him in a trance: "I am different from my senior brothers. They have great luck and great karma. They grow very fast under the protection of the heaven."
"Chen Zhan has reached the level of Golden Immortal in a short period of time, but I have been here for so long and have been almost standing still. My research on the Styx Engine seems to have come to an end."
Unlike them, Carl cannot achieve a breakthrough through practice alone. He needs to study every realm thoroughly before he can use the Styx Engine to simulate the Tao Fruit and demonstrate his strength.
But for the Styx Engine, the strategy for each knowledge point requires too much time, and this gap makes him gradually despair.
Carl wondered if his path was wrong, and whether he should give it up and start over again after reincarnation.
In the super-god world, it is only tens of thousands of years, but here, it is calculated in billions of years and kalpas, which is too long.
"Brother, there is not enough for me to learn from in this world. Is it that my path in the Heavenly Dao is simply not feasible?"
Sun Wukong's Great Heavenly Immortal Art is quite good, and he has been thinking about it for a long time.
Chen Zhu took a sip of the spirit wine, feeling its stimulation blooming on the tip of his tongue.
He said slowly: "Junior brother, do you know what the current situation is in the world I am in?"
“I don’t know.” Carl shook his head. Senior Brother Zhuming’s world has always been a mystery. His status is too high, and he can’t even imagine what kind of world that is.
It is said that Senior Brother Zhuming is just an ordinary creature, but after coming here, he still has an indestructible physical body!
"In my world, all the paths are not visible at this moment. The most profound impression that the entire prehistoric world left on me was its emptiness."
Chen Zhu chuckled: "The innate gods hold the power, and no one is willing to give it up, so no one can make progress."
His words painted a picture of a hopeless world where all beings were ignorant and without a way out. It was hard to believe that it was a world of extremely high status.
The innate god is an existence that Carl has never heard of.
“But in our world, if an innate god dies, he can return the Dao to heaven and earth. The more powerful the Dao that an innate god cultivates himself, the stronger the Dao will be after he returns the Dao to heaven and earth.”
"Brother, what you want to say is that this is the path that no one has taken, so if I take this path, I will actually be the equivalent of an innate god, right?"
Carl understood, and his faith suddenly became extremely firm.
Yes, as long as he takes this path, with the help of the chat group, he can become an immortal in this world!
Like Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of earthly immortals, who lives as long as the sky, isn’t he a carefree and happy person?
"No, you think too much. What I mean is that your technological principles may have been sealed by some big boss. If you find him, tell me and I will help you get rid of him."
Chen Zhu's next words left Karl speechless.
If there really is a god of technology, he cannot use his Styx engine when he comes to the Journey to the West world.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhuming."
He still bowed and thanked him, knowing that this was his senior brother's way of comforting him.
But after hearing this, Karl's heart became stronger. At least he knew that his road was not over yet.
……
……
"Second Senior Brother is here!"
Someone shouted, and suddenly the whole Fangcun Mountain became chaotic.
The small Fangcun Mountain was in chaos, and Sun Wukong outside the mountain was reluctant to take a step.
He didn't know whether his master was willing to see him.
I don’t know if I can still find Fangcun Mountain.
What’s even more frightening is that after I take a step down, I will see the deserted Sanxing Cave.
"Why doesn't he come in yet?"
Yuxuan whispered, "Could he be lost?"
"The mountain gate is right in front of us, how could we get lost?"
Ao Hei narrowed his eyes: "Most likely he doesn't dare to come in, why don't we tie him up..."
"Bang!"
Chen Zhu snapped his fingers at him, making a crisp sound, and then he stretched out his hand and made a stroke.
"I told you not to cause trouble, but you just can't remember, right?"
His voice came out of the mountain gate, and he urged the little monkey: "Why are you still standing there? Do you still want our master to come out and invite you?"
This sound...
Sun Wukong's heart was lifted and he immediately stepped towards the mountain gate!
In an instant, the silence faded away and the entire Fangcun Mountain became bustling with noise. Today, Sanxing Cave is completely different from the past - more luxurious, more dilapidated, and more extravagant.
"Hello, second senior brother!"
The fellow apprentices shouted in unison, and there was wine, fruits, cattle, sheep, livestock, and even dragon livers and phoenix marrow.
"Whoever did that to the dragon liver? Get it out!"
Chen Zhu walked out past his fellow junior brothers and sisters and put his hand on the monkey's shoulder.
"Welcome home, Master is waiting for you in the back room."
Master!
Sun Wukong's heart tightened and he subconsciously looked up at the sky.
The sun is shining, the sky is cloudless, and the weather is full of vitality.
There was just a bit of wind, blowing the mud and sand into the air.
Back room?
He quietly came to the lecture hall, which used to be the place where the master slept.
He still remembers the past scenes where he was taught martial arts.
At the door, the little monkey took off his Fighting Buddha robes, and put away his phoenix-wing purple gold crown and chain mail golden armor one by one, leaving behind only a simple Taoist robe.
That was the Taoist robe he wore when he came down the mountain, and he still keeps it today.
"crunch~"
When the door opened, he saw a man standing at the door, who tapped him on the head three times with a whisk.
Looking at this familiar appearance, the master's eyes became moist:
"Wukong, didn't your master teach you to knock on the door before entering a house?"
As soon as these words came out, all the things about the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and the Fighting Buddha were thrown out of his mind, and Sun Wukong's tears rolled down one after another, and he couldn't stop them at all.
"Master!"
He suddenly burst into tears, knelt on the ground, hugged his thighs, and refused to let go.
It seemed as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances he had suffered.
Patriarch Bodhi had complicated thoughts. Fortunately, he survived, otherwise his disciple would have to suffer a lot.
Inside the sect, the sounds of joy at the banquet became even louder, as if they were trying to cover up the crying of Second Senior Brother.
Chen Zhu smiled, what a touching scene.
He looked into the distance and saw that the gate of Jiejiao had reopened on the Golden Turtle Island.
Many Treasures Tathagata knelt in front of the gate and slowly passed away.
"Ugh……"
With a long sigh, Master Tongtian opened the door and held the remaining relic tightly.
The Four Zhu Xian Swords were trembling. In order to save the lives of the disciples of Jiejiao, he, the eldest disciple, was willing to swear to the Heaven and return to the West.
Now he returned to Golden Turtle Island, but died at the door, and he didn't even go to see his fellow disciples.
How can one be resurrected under the heavenly way? The present Buddha is in Nirvana, and the future Buddha will sit on Mount Lingshan, which means... Duobao can't come back.
"Master will not let you die."
Tongtian gritted his teeth, and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian were filled with murderous intent, trying to cut open the long river of time and fish out Duobao's true spirit!
"Master, you absolutely cannot do that!"
The disciples in the Biyou Palace exclaimed: "The punishment from Heaven is coming, even if you are a saint, you can't bear it!"
"So what? I am a saint, and even more so the leader of Jiejiao. The Taoist Master also knows the teachings of my religion!"
The saint held four swords in anger, defying the will of heaven to change his fate and seek a chance to survive!
"Master, wait a minute!"
Chen Zhu came over quickly and said, "Duobao is still a man of conscience. I'll leave it to your deputy leader to take care of this matter."
"Besides, aren't we planning to attack the Supreme World as well? You can't be eliminated now."
The time has come to test your own cultivation.
Do you really think Chen Zhu is here to play badly? He is consolidating his own principles, and his talent has undergone three transformations!
"Candlelight?"
Master Tongtian immediately put away his four swords. If Zhuming took action, he might have a chance.
This kid's body is indestructible, and even if the sky falls, he won't be hurt.
I saw Chen Zhu slamming the top door!
Then a candle flame slowly flew out from above his head, and the faint light illuminated all around, illuminating the pictures of the area one by one.
There is a future and a past, and it even allows everyone to see the time when Tathagata Numerology enters Nirvana.
"Master, take action quickly!"
Chen Zhu stretched out his hand to stop the candlelight, and the light of the picture of the period of extinction was blocked. Time changed, and the darkness no longer existed.
Upon seeing this, the saint of Jiejiao knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, and hurriedly took out the Qingping Sword to split the silence and grab that bit of spiritual light.
"Boom!"
Time changes, vows are reversed, this is an extremely terrifying phenomenon, everything in the future will change accordingly!
In an instant, an eye appeared in the sky, cold and merciless, it was the selfless way of heaven.
"Not Master."
Tongtian Sect Master's expression turned grim, and he put away Duobao True Spirit:
"I'm afraid it's going to be troublesome."
"How can it be troublesome?"
Chen Zhu lit the candle, and the power of Taoism suddenly burst out from his body!
"Tian Dao, please take a look at who I am. How can I not get all these treasures?"
Who is he? Isn't he Zhu Ming?
But the dissipation of the aura of authority really made Tiandao hesitate, and finally disappeared.
Zhulong spoke, and the Heavenly Dao retreated, which shocked Tongtian Sect Master greatly!
"Zhu Ming, what are you doing?"
The aura just now made him vaguely seem to see another Heavenly Dao.
"Master, I am Zhulong."
Chen Zhu smiled and said, "Once you finish your work here, I have to go back."
He had no choice but to go back because the use of his innate magical powers consumed too much of his innate energy!
Just now, he used his authority to cover up the time and make it completely dark there. Only by making everything invisible could he achieve the desired effect.
Although Duobao was rescued, he would have to bear the pain of future changes in the world. If he had not come from the ancient times and was not very strong, he would probably have been killed by the backlash.
Now that the time has come, it is natural to return to the primitive times.
Inside Jingzhe Mansion...
Chen Zhu raised his eyes and subconsciously looked outside.
"came back?"
Qing Lao took out something and said, "This is what Taohou found. It looks like your tree. Do you want to come out and take a look? That kid has been digging for a long time."
"hold on!"
Chen Zhu picked up the Taiyuan Spirit Turtle on the ground and said, "I remember there is a prophecy god in the ancestral land, right?"
"If the Golden Dragon Ancestor knew about this, he would definitely not let it go."
(End of this chapter)