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At the South Heavenly Gate, a wisp of black smoke flew in and transformed into a bald man wearing a black robe upon landing.

"My lord!" All the demons bowed in unison.

The newcomer, known as the Black Robe, was a snake spirit, the right-hand man of the Buddha Wutian, and deeply trusted by him.

The man in black robes said, "I have come here on the orders of the Buddha. Nezha has secretly escaped from the Netherworld and is very likely to come to the South Heavenly Gate. I have come to take precautions."

"Nezha did come."

"The Buddha was truly a prophet."

"However, Buddha himself has already taken Nezha away. Didn't you see him, sir?"

“The Buddha is in charge of Mount Ling, and he has already entrusted this matter to me. How could he possibly come here in person?”

“It’s true,” the little demons said. “The Buddha not only captured Nezha in one move, but also promised her that she would become a Bodhisattva in the future.”

The banshee who had been called out strode out with her long legs.

The black robes of the great figures she once looked up to were now nothing more than that in her eyes; she could have them lick her toes at the slightest provocation.

The female demon said, "Buddha promised to make me a Bodhisattva so that I can serve him for a long time."

"This, how is this possible!" The man in black robes exclaimed in disbelief.

If it's true, I'm at a complete disadvantage compared to the giant scorpion.

No matter how much they planned, they never expected that Buddha also liked women.

"It's all my fault for being such a blockhead. The Three Realms are all in the hands of Buddha. I do need a few women now."

The man in the black robe thought about it from a demon's perspective, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

"Wait, I will personally ask Buddha himself for confirmation."

Caution is paramount.

The man in black robes took out a black lotus and remotely connected to Mount Ling. Almost as soon as he initiated the connection request, the other side answered immediately, and the familiar image of the Buddha Wutian with long, straight black hair appeared before everyone's eyes.

As Wutian's most trusted subordinate, the Black Robe possessed numerous privileges, including priority access to Wutian's internal contacts.

"Buddha, did you really come to the Heavenly Court just now?" the black-robed man asked cautiously.

Wu Tian asked in confusion, "What?"

"My men just told me that you personally came to the South Heavenly Gate, subdued the troublemaker Nezha, and have already returned to Mount Ling."

"No."

Wutian's emotions were very stable.

He had almost no capable people under his command. Fortunately, as a monk, even a demon king always remembered not to break the precept against anger.

"So it turns out that it was someone from the Buddha's faction impersonating you, so your plan to confer the title of Bodhisattva upon women is also fake?"

Wutian: "I am the Buddha, the new progenitor of all Buddhas!"

“That’s true.” The man in black nodded, indicating that he thought so too. “Don’t worry, Buddha, I will definitely capture those people under your command.”

"No need. Just maintain the status quo and don't let Sun Wukong see through our plan."

After giving a few brief instructions, Wutian automatically disconnected.

"call."

The man in black robes exhaled, turned to look at the demons, and then focused his gaze on the female demon.

"you!"

The succubus trembled and said, "Yes."

"Wait for me at Yaochi."

"Ah? Yes!"

The succubus nodded dazedly, then retreated.

The man in black robes turned and looked at the lesser demons, instructing them, "None of you should cause her any trouble."

"Yes!"*N
After giving his instructions, the man in black robes turned and left, satisfied.

He used to make mistakes because he was too naive and didn't think things through.

This time, he thought things through more carefully. Even if Buddha really liked this female demon and wanted to make her a Bodhisattva, keeping her would be cost-free and there was no need to take the risk.

the other side.

Nezha followed Tan Wenjie, and the entire lotus root was numb.

From Longguang Buddha Temple to Shuangta Temple, and then to Huaguo Mountain, Tan Wenjie searched for relics along the way and made a great harvest.

Standing next to Nezha now, he still looks like Wutian, and with this outfit, no one dares to stop him wherever he goes.

In the sequel to Journey to the West, Sun Wukong may have become the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and Tang Sanzang may have gone from having Wukong fight to punching Tang Sanzang, but Nezha remains Nezha.

Not only did I not feel it was risky to be with Tan Wenjie, but I also found it quite interesting.

"Who exactly are you?" Nezha couldn't help but ask, "Why do you know so much?"

Tan Wenjie has found nearly half of the relics. While he cannot guarantee victory, he is at least not going to fail.

"I understand, it was Buddha who sent you."

"You can say that."

Tan Wenjie nodded.

It was indeed Buddha who sent him, but not the Buddha of this world, but the Buddha of the Lotus Lantern world.

"Where do we go next?"

"First go to Wuzhuang Temple, then go find the reincarnation of Buddha."

Do you know where Buddha was reincarnated?

Nezha was initially shocked, then nodded in realization, seemingly filling in some blanks in his mind.

With Nezha as their guide, they arrived at Wuzhuang Temple in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, there was not a single person left in Wuzhuang Temple. The vast immortal mansion was empty and filled with a faint aura of death.

A magical tree stands out prominently.

This is the ginseng fruit tree, also known as the herb-returning elixir.

It blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, matures once every three thousand years, and takes ten thousand years to grow before it can be eaten, and it only produces thirty seeds.

A person can live for 360 years just by smelling it, and 47,000 years by eating one.

Tan Wenjie went closer to take a look and saw that there were still several fruits hanging on the tree, as fresh as babies.

"The lifespan of the underworld is inflated by these things."

"Is this the ginseng fruit?" Nezha looked at the ginseng fruit with curiosity in his eyes.

"Taste it?"

"With Zhenyuan Daxian absent, how can we not ask and take it ourselves?"

Although Nezha said he didn't want to, his eyes were actually full of desire.

There's really nothing he wouldn't dare to do.

If a lotus root person eats a ginseng fruit, does that count as a plant person eating a plant, a form of cannibalism?
"We are facing such great danger to save the Three Realms, so it is only reasonable for us to eat some fruit."

"What you said makes some sense."

Nezha reached out to pick it, but was stopped by Tan Wenjie.

“Wait, the Grass Returning Pill belongs to the wood element in the Five Elements theory. You can’t pick it with your hands.” Tan Wenjie pulled out the Golden Cudgel. “It must be knocked down with metal.”

"Is that the Golden Cudgel?" Nezha looked at the weapon in Tan Wenjie's hand in surprise. "How come it's different from Sun Wukong's?"

Tan Wenjie: "Mine is male, and his is female."

Nezha: "..."

He had heard of this term before. Hundreds of years ago, when he encountered the Golden Furnace Boy and Silver Furnace Boy of the Tushita Palace, he heard them complain about Sun Wukong using male and female gourds to swindle and deceive people.

They were all deities sent down from Heaven on official business; Sun Wukong's tricks were simply no match for Laozi's attendants.

In other words, everyone was too busy going through the motions to bother with the monkey.

In different worlds, different versions of Sun Wukong vary in strength and power, but when it comes to the Golden Cudgel from "A Chinese Odyssey Part Two: Cinderella," few can confidently claim to be number one if they say it's second best. In that world, Sun Wukong's abilities rely entirely on the Golden Cudgel, and Tang Sanzang, wielding it, can also wreak havoc.

Tan Wenjie then instructed, "Use a cloth underneath to catch it."

The ginseng fruit fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.

Holding the golden cudgel, he tapped it lightly, and two ginseng fruits fell into Nezha's arms, where Nezha caught them with his Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon).

[Zhen Yuan Da Xian's Favorability -10]

Tan Wenjie: "..."

It seems he should visit Wuzhuang Temple less often in the future. He doesn't want to experience the other party's hidden abilities, and it would be best to avoid them altogether.

He came up to Nezha and picked up the ginseng fruit.

【Ginseng Fruit (Treasure): Smelling it adds 360 years to your lifespan, eating one adds 47,000 years, and increases Wood Magic Comprehension by 10】

Tan Wenjie was somewhat disappointed.

Such natural treasures with limited effects are disappointing.

"Eat!" Nezha didn't think much about it.

Pick one up and put it in your mouth.

Seeing this, Tan Wenjie, not wanting to be at a disadvantage, quickly stepped in. When everyone is sharing the blame, whoever takes the least or the slowest bite will be at a disadvantage.

Crunch, crunch, the juice bursts in your mouth.

Despite its strange appearance, the ginseng fruit truly lives up to its reputation as a divine fruit, rivaling even the peaches of immortality.

With an additional 47,000 years of lifespan, his total lifespan has already exceeded 50,000 years and is still increasing. Living to death has become an unattainable goal in the short term.

The two finished their meal quickly, feeling a rich spiritual energy accumulating in their stomachs.

Tan Wenjie opened his palm, and a silver bullet was quickly generated. He casually tossed it into the slingshot, and the excess was poured into Demon Lord Tan Wenjie. He used the Demon Sealing Drum as his foundation to quickly accumulate magic power.

The rest was poured into the Golden Cudgel, and after a while, he completely digested the spiritual energy brought by the ginseng fruit.

Perhaps because he was in a vegetative state, Nezha was able to digest the ginseng fruit very quickly.

The original plan was to go to Huaguo Mountain to retrieve the relics, but because Nezha was worried about the Buddha's reincarnation, after retrieving the relics from Wuzhuang Temple, Nezha urged Tan Wenjie to go find someone first.

It just so happened that Tan Wenjie also wanted to see the progress of Qiao Ling'er's research on "Three Hundred Children's Songs", so the two flew to Qiao Family Village together.

……

Two clouds flew out from Mount Ling.

Above are two famous deities, one of whom is wearing a cassock and has a monkey's head, and is known as the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

Another fat, pig-like figure is called the Clean Altar Messenger.

"Something's not right." At this moment, the famous detective Sun Wukong was scratching his head.

"Brother Monkey, is something wrong?" Pigsy asked, carrying his rake as he followed beside him.

After a minor incident at Mount Ling, Pigsy and Monkey King teamed up for an operation.

Sun Wukong said, "I think there's something wrong with those two monks who guide us on Mount Ling."

"Aren't they always the same?" Pigsy said indifferently. "Let's hurry up and find the reincarnation of the Demon Child. Didn't Buddha say that the Demon Child has a swastika birthmark on his back? Let's find the Demon Child and kill him quickly, then go back and get some rest."

"You idiot, all you ever think about is slacking off!" Sun Wukong reached out to twist Zhu Bajie's ear, scaring the latter into covering his ear and running away in all directions.

Seeing that his former second junior brother was still the same, Sun Wukong laughed heartily.

Amidst the vast sea of ​​people, the two were wondering where to find the reincarnation of Buddha when they suddenly saw a golden light shining from ahead.

"Ouch!"

Pigsy fell hard, but luckily the clouds were bouncy enough.

"Monkey King, there's a monster!"

“That’s not a monster.” Sun Wukong didn’t even draw his golden cudgel before he made a move to do a somersault.

Pigsy hurriedly caught up: "Wait a minute, Brother Monkey, I can't keep up with you."

"come over."

Sun Wukong sighed and reached out to grab Zhu Bajie.

He could travel 108,000 li in a single leap, but the speed of the golden light in front of him was no slower than his. It seemed that the other party was waiting for Sun Wukong and his companion, keeping them at a distance that they could see but could not catch up with.

The golden light suddenly vanished without a trace in front of a small town.

"It's gone!" Pigsy exclaimed in bewilderment. "Brother Monkey, do you recognize that golden light?"

"Think about it carefully." Sun Wukong didn't answer in a hurry, but instead looked down at his feet.

With keen eyesight, they pierced through the clouds and mist, discovering a large group of people gathered below, seemingly from the mortal realm, about to be beheaded.

"Where would I want to go?" Pigsy shook his head, his big ears flapping wildly. "I've never seen it before, nor have I ever heard of it."

"He is Buddha's maternal uncle."

"Golden-winged Roc!"

Pigsy then remembered.

“I remember now, it was this big golden eagle back in Lion Camel Ridge.”

"Yes, it's him."

Pigsy asked in bewilderment, "Brother Monkey, he's Buddha's maternal uncle, so why isn't he helping us find the demon child? What's with him flying around and playing tricks on us?"

“Who said he was playing us?” Sun Wukong pointed downwards. “I think he has already found the Demon Child for us.”

"The demon child is down there?" Pigsy immediately lowered his head.

"Walk."

The two landed silently, blending into the crowd and making themselves inconspicuous.

The person about to be beheaded was a beautiful young woman. The executioner raised his sword and spat out a mouthful of wine.

They were just waiting for the appointed time to behead him.

"Leave people under the knife!"

A figure rushed onto the stage.

"Gentlemen, we should be lenient when we can. Although she has taken lives in the past, we should give her a chance to repent and start anew."

The young master rushed onto the stage and loudly reasoned with the monkey and pig below, but they looked at each other blankly.

Although they had been immortals for many years and had almost escaped the mortal world, they still felt that this young man was mentally ill.

What happened next was beyond the expectations of the monkey and the pig. At first, the onlookers were insulting the woman who was about to be beheaded, but after a while, they all shouted loudly for the magistrate to release her.

Even the executioner's own mother rushed onto the execution platform, grabbed her son by the ear, and dragged him down.

"Brother Monkey, what's going on?"

"This person is kind-hearted and probably not a reincarnation of a demon child."

Sun Wukong was certain that the Golden-Winged Roc would not rashly lure him here, and the only thing that could attract his attention was that kind young man.

Although he was puzzled, he still prepared to use magic to help, so he opened his mouth and blew a gust of wind that blew the county magistrate's official robes away.

Without the tiger skin covering them, the previously subdued people became excited and even rushed forward to rescue them.

The beheading turned into a farce and was eventually dropped.

The monkey and the pig continued to follow the young man, watching him lead the woman who was about to be beheaded into the Qiao residence.

Pigsy whispered, "Brother Monkey, do you think that woman might be the reincarnation of a demon child?"

Sun Wukong: "..."

"Monkey King, why are you glaring at me? The Demon Child is cunning; maybe he deliberately reincarnated as a woman to lower our guard?"

At this point, Pigsy suddenly became righteous and awe-inspiring:

"Here's what we'll do, Monkey, you go keep watch somewhere else, and I'll keep an eye on that woman. When she takes a bath tonight, I'll see if she has a birthmark on her back... Ouch, ouch, Monkey, don't pull my ear!"

"I'll just rip off your pig ears and use them as a snack with my drinks. What kind of time is this to be trying to take advantage of others?"

"Monkey King, I'm innocent!" (End of Chapter)