Mythology

Chapter 452 Master, save me! (Two chapters combined)

Sun Wukong blinked, seemingly able to discern the complexity in Yang He's expression.

"Master, can't even you be carefree?"

Yang He was slightly taken aback. "Wukong, what do you think?"

"I, Old Sun, think this," Sun Wukong somersaulted into the air, "If this sky traps Master, then I'll tear it apart and see what happens!"

As it spoke, it transformed into a snow-white crane; with a flap of its wings, it became a carp with dragon-patterned golden scales; or a fierce tiger with piercing eyes; or a moth with fluttering wings...

If Yang He hadn't possessed spiritual vision, he wouldn't have been able to see through Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations at all.

Furthermore, as Sun Wukong continued to use his skills, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts quickly became flawless, and the Great Celestial Immortal Technique was integrated into every gesture.

"I don't care about any gods or Buddhas. If they dare to get in my way of enjoying myself, I'll kill them!"

Yang He smiled, as if he could see the unruly monkey from the original work.

Sun Wukong quickly regained his composure, but before he could even hold on for ten breaths, he was already thinking about the peaches again. "Master, when I ascend to Heaven, I will definitely leave the biggest and freshest peach for you, so that we can live forever together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?!"

"You little monkey, your master will be waiting for your peaches of immortality in Heaven."

Sun Wukong's eyes darted around. "Master, where do you live?"

"The Suyao Xuanxu Mansion has two incarnations of the master."

Yang He watched with a smile. No wonder there were many conspiracy theories about Journey to the West in his previous life.

What people talk about most is that Sun Wukong died halfway through his journey to the West, and was replaced by the Six-Eared Macaque.

Yang He had never been able to understand it before, but now he felt a sense of empathy.

In a sense, Sun Wukong did indeed cease to exist on the journey to the West; what remained was merely the Victorious Fighting Buddha who had attained enlightenment.

"Wukong, oh Wukong."

Yang He was extremely wary of the Journey to the West Calamity because the Investiture of the Gods Calamity was logically sound. Due to certain disasters, the Heavenly Court had a large number of celestial positions vacant, and the Three Pure Ones used this opportunity to set up a plan for transcendence.

What about the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West?
Yang He really couldn't understand the significance of Buddhism's selection of four people to travel west for the pilgrimage.

The significance of Buddhism's plan to travel to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

"In any case, Fangcun Mountain is getting closer and closer to the Myriad Transformations Heaven, and the erosion of the Heavenly Dao is becoming more and more serious. We must hurry up and complete the character fusion."

Yang Heqiang suppressed his distracting thoughts and looked at the once calm sea. He didn't know when dark clouds had appeared overhead, and the outline of Fangcun Mountain could be vaguely seen.

"Goku!"

Yang He sternly interrupted Sun Wukong's Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, "Stop playing around."

Sun Wukong's eyes darted around, and he suddenly realized something: "Master is right!"

He rubbed his hands together and leaned closer, "This disciple can now change size, can go to heaven and go underground, but I still can't fly through the clouds, you see..."

"No rush, you should cross the barrier between immortals and mortals first."

Yang He gently stroked the monkey's head, but couldn't help feeling conflicted.

Since I am not good at escape techniques, I might as well teach Sun Wukong the Fiery Eyes first. As for escape techniques, I have to find a way to do that, otherwise Sun Wukong might leave a weakness in the future.

and many more.

Yang He frowned slightly. What Buddhism needs is not a flawless Sun Wukong. If we rashly fill the gap in the Fiery Eyes of Truth, will those bald monks have other dirty tricks up their sleeves?
It's quite possible; creating some loopholes would be incredibly easy.

Yang He dismissed the idea and focused his attention on perfecting the Great Celestial Immortal Technique. Before long, the Nuo Xiang Ghost began to stir.

"Wukong, you..."

He was about to calm Sun Wukong down when he noticed the black cat looking thoughtful.

Meow! !

The black cat licked its paw and landed lightly on Sun Wukong's head. With a gentle sweep of its tail, five-colored divine light radiated outwards, containing countless transformations.

Yang He could see that the five-colored divine light contained Buddhist scriptures.

One after another, the transmission of the Daoist tradition flashed before my eyes.

The black cat deliberately separated a wisp of five-colored Sanskrit script, which slowly disappeared into Sun Wukong's brow.

"what?"

Sun Wukong beamed with joy, "Wonderful! The Rainbow Technique that Brother Tanuki taught me is truly wonderful. In the vast Three Realms, I, Old Sun, am everywhere!!"

Yang He also comprehended the Boundary-Breaking Rainbow Technique from the Five-Colored Divine Light.

This method allows one to cultivate a layer of auspicious five-colored clouds with the help of the Five-Colored Ghost, which contains the five fragrances of Buddhism: sandalwood, rosewood, agarwood, borneol, and musk. Sitting cross-legged on the auspicious clouds can also stabilize one's mind.

In terms of escape techniques, it is definitely not as good as the Somersault Cloud that can travel 108,000 li in one somersault in the original work.

However, the advantage of the Five-Colored Auspicious Clouds lies in the fact that as long as it belongs to one of the five elements of the land, the Boundary-Breaking Rainbow Technique will be invincible, and the formation can come and go freely.

Yang He was slightly surprised. These lineages were founded by the Black Cat?
impossible.

He carefully perused the documents and realized that the black cat had ascended to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss with a portion of its five-colored divine light body, and that Bixiao should have acted as its guardian.

Xiniu Hezhou is not far from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and Bixiao noticed something amiss.

He then passed on his skills to the black cat.

"In this way, the black cat can choose one major cultivation method. I have a feeling that Bixiao should be doing well in the Pure Land."

Yang He then recalled the ten sons of the Yang family, who served in the Lingxiao Palace after being deified.

The Jade Emperor's Lingxiao Palace, like the Queen Mother of the West's Yaochi, is a forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Court, and cannot be contacted by magic seals alone.

"I can do it!!!"

With a leap, five-colored auspicious clouds naturally gathered beneath Sun Wukong's feet, and the wisp of five-colored divine light within his body grew to the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Unlike Yang He's Five-Colored Divine Light, the Five-Colored Divine Light obtained by Sun Wukong lacked spirituality and seemed only capable of being used to unleash the Rainbow Technique that breaks boundaries.

"Master, look!" Sun Wukong did a somersault on the cloud.

"I, Old Sun, can fly on clouds now!!"

Sun Wukong, however, had already become engrossed in the game, riding his five-colored cloud back and forth in the palace: "Master, once I've mastered it, I'll go to heaven to pick peaches. Master, just wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Wukong collapsed.

Yang He hurriedly stepped forward to check and discovered that the three supernatural powers, under the influence of the Great Celestial Immortal Technique, were already showing signs of becoming immortals and attaining enlightenment.

That's right, Sun Wukong could become an immortal in just half a day after he started learning.

Yang He was unable to interfere with the process of becoming an immortal, which was clearly the work of Buddhism. Fortunately, the Immaculate Buddha Body could indirectly influence the outcome.

"Master."

Yang He gently stroked Sun Wukong's head, "Wukong, go to sleep. When you wake up, you'll be an immortal."

Sun Wukong's breathing became stable, and he soon began to undergo a complete transformation.

Yang He quickly sat back down on the futon, his mind swirling with countless words. The Great Celestial Immortal Manual had been completely altered beyond recognition.

The black cat also lay down at Yang He's feet.

Yang He didn't need to choose a method; the black cat had already naturally fallen into cultivation.

Seeing this, he didn't investigate further. Although the black cat was his fourth ghost, as an external spirit beast, its cultivation didn't need any interference.

Bixiao's words, much like a message in a dream, have already shown the black cat the way forward.

“They’re all doing better than me.”

Yang He dared not delay any longer. The fiery eyes between his brows gleamed faintly, and the two Nuo flags in his mind fluttered, with corpse energy and ghost energy lingering within them.

After an unknown amount of time, Sun Wukong had curled up into a ball.

Yang He finally perfected the content of the Great Celestial Immortal Technique: True Immortal Realm, and for the first time, he explored it little by little without the help of a sage's visualization.

The Nuo Xiang ghost attaches itself to the Tong ghost and the Shi ghost, and uses the feedback from the Fiery Eyes to attack the Xuanxian.

"It's a bit of a stretch. If Shi Gui were also at the Xuanxian realm, it would be a natural progression, and we'd just have to waste the last of our Nine-Turn Golden Pills."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yang He swallowed all the remaining pills except for the Nine-Turn Golden Pill he had reserved, and the medicinal power washed over the Nuo Xiang Ghost.

Rumble.

Above the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Arena, the originally churning dark clouds suddenly twisted.

The sudden strange phenomenon spanned thousands of miles, even enveloping Fangcun Mountain, and thus appeared on the sea surface, filling the air with a fishy stench.

An old man stood atop Fangcun Mountain, staring expressionlessly at the Wanhua Heavenly Dao Field.

"You mere ancient immortal dare to communicate with the Heavenly Dao in Xiniu Hezhou and trap the Spiritual Stone Monkey in the Daoist temple? Do you think I dare not take action?"

"I am destined to be with the Spiritual Stone Monkey, it is a pity that I cannot enter the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars."

The Bodhi Patriarch, with his white hair and youthful face, wore a Taoist robe yet possessed an undeniable dignified and solemn appearance.

The so-called ancient immortals refer to immortals who are unwilling to leave their Daoist temples. The Investiture of the Gods is not far from now, but they are already ancient in the upper realm.

"Huh? That's not right."

The Bodhi Patriarch looked astonished and couldn't help but take several steps back.

Immediately afterwards, two illusory figures appeared out of nowhere in the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field, one on the left and one on the right, suspended in the sky, emanating an extremely strange aura.

On the left is the Corpse Celestial.

The phantom was no more than a hundred feet tall, yet it gave people the illusion of being vast and boundless, as if it were surrounded by endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The grayish-white skin was covered with dark purple lividity, each spot seemed to writhe, and whispers could be heard, like the wails of millions of dead souls.

On the right is the Demon Lord.

The phantom was a mass of gray mist composed of countless pupils, each eye flashing with a different emotion: greed, madness, despair...

Sometimes they vanish, sometimes they are reborn, as if enacting the cycle of reincarnation for all living beings.

Patriarch Bodhi calculated with his fingers, but could not find the cause and effect: "Xiniu Hezhou is backed by the sacred mountain, why would an ancient immortal dare to pollute the sea?"

Thinking of this, a hint of confusion appeared between his brows.

"And why am I in Xiniu Hezhou?"

The old patriarch Bodhi's doubts vanished in an instant, having forgotten his previous actions. He calculated with his fingers again, "The Spiritual Stone Monkey is destined to be with me; it is a real pity that it cannot be admitted to the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars."

Rumble.

Yang He's breakthrough was coming to an end, and in a daze, his fingernail scratched across his forehead.

The skin was torn in two, and a brand new body emerged from within. "It can't be called the Great Celestial Immortal Technique anymore, let's call it... the Great Nuo Transformation Immortal Technique."

Yang He's eyes were lifeless, his consciousness split into two and attached to the phantom. He then opened his mouth and swallowed the shed skin. A corner of the third Nuo flag was conceived, and a new phantom appeared in the sky above the Taoist temple.

The Great Nuo Transformation Immortal Technique perfectly preserves the characteristics of Nuo imagery and the law of heaven and earth, and allows practitioners to shed a layer of skin every hundred years.

Old skin is the perfect material for refining Nuo flags.

The third Nuo Banner originally required at least a Great Luo Golden Immortal to shed their skin to forge, but Yang He now estimates that it will only require three molts, giving him exactly five hundred years to cultivate after the havoc in Heaven.

The third illusory figure slowly emerged.

It was a stone Buddha whose entire body was covered with kneeling bodhisattvas and arhats.

The stone Buddha is entirely gray-black, with cracks all over its surface, as if it has gone through countless tribulations. The bodhisattvas and arhats clinging to it are not sculptures, but living beings!

The third Nuo flag was only one-third of the way in, its phantom image appearing and disappearing.

Bodhi Patriarch was stunned, then made an extremely strange move, opening his upper and lower jaws to their fullest extent, and then remaining motionless.

"Giggle."

An unusual tone was forced out of his throat, and his eyes darted around in fear.

Yang He walked out of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple and looked towards Fangcun Mountain in the distance. He also noticed the strange Bodhi Ancestor. Then, the three illusory figures disappeared, and the two auras of the Profound Immortal Realm merged into one.

"Bodhi Patriarch, which Buddha are you related to?"

As Yang He pondered, the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field began to collapse, and its spiritual roots had rotted away completely.

boom.

The Twenty-Four Heavens vanished, exposing the entire Daoist temple to the sea. Immediately afterward, cracks spread across Qianyuan Mountain, and the Ten Absolute Cities were affected and reduced to ruins, leaving only the Blood and Flesh Daoist Temple.

The Wanhua Tree in the backyard of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple has become a dead tree on the surface, but in fact, there are some green spots on the branches, and it is about to sprout new buds.

Yang He breathed a sigh of relief. The moment Nuo Xiang Gui ascended to the Xuanxian realm, the deep fusion had ended, the Cave Heaven Immortal Court had become one, and the problem of Heavenly Dao erosion had been alleviated.

Even if the temple collapses, as long as the Myriad Transformation Tree remains undamaged, the foundation will not be affected. Restoring the temple will at most waste some time and energy.

"Unfortunately, this is only a temporary solution; the root cause of the Wanhua Tree's decay is not the Way of Heaven."

"Instead, it returns to nothingness."

The Tree of Myriad Transformations is a branch of the Heavenly Dao, and its roots extend invisibly toward the Void. Even if the connection with the Heavenly Dao is severed, erosion is still inevitable.

Yang He brought up the control panel.

[Deep integration has been completed. The permanent characters <Twenty-Four Heavens>, <Qianyuan Mountain>, and <Ten Absolute Cities> can no longer be played and have been merged into a new permanent character <Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field>.]

Yang He could sense that the Celestial Garden was protecting the Myriad Transformations Tree.

However, it is simply impossible to completely avoid the erosion of the Ruins.

As one's cultivation level increases, the roots of the Myriad Transformations Tree will penetrate deep into the Void, and even saints will eventually be forced to become trapped within the Void.

"The temple must never be abandoned unless absolutely necessary."

"Give it a try, and keep integrating into the Celestial Court and the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field."

suddenly.

Yang He's spiritual vision suddenly surged, and his true form sensed an indescribable danger.

"Are people coming from Lingshan?"

The sunset glow, tinged with golden light, reflected on the sea, making it seem as if paradise was within reach. If we didn't leave in time, we might capsize.

Yang He has descended into the world of the legend in his true form, so naturally he cannot risk staying for long.

He came to Sun Wukong, who was undergoing a crucial transformation, his consciousness dormant and unable to perceive the outside world.

"Wukong is a pawn of Buddhism, so his life is not in danger."

"Disciple."

With a slight thought, Yang He transformed the flesh and blood Taoist temple into a thick blood cocoon, enveloping Sun Wukong and providing him with ample nourishment.

[Would you like to spend 10 points to travel to the main world?]

“You mischievous monkey, you must remember this: you are cultivating for a carefree and unrestrained life.”

Yang He smiled and said, "Wukong, if you cause trouble in the future, just don't mention your master. If fate allows... we'll meet again."

"confirm."

Everything vanished into thin air.

The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field seemed to have never existed; only the blood cocoon enveloping Sun Wukong floated in the sea, its ripples creating waves.

Click.

Bodhi Patriarch twisted his neck, closing his open jaws.

"Who am I? Where am I...?"

He muttered madly to himself, then noticed the blood pupa, as if the robot had sensed its target and its pre-programmed sequence had been activated.

Bodhi Patriarch reached out his hand.

The blood pupa, lifted by the clouds and mist, landed at the entrance of the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave.

Bodhi Patriarch looked down at the blood cocoon and murmured each word carefully.

"Who are you from?"

What's your last name? What's your first name?

"So you were born of Heaven and Earth. Your appearance and mannerisms resemble a barbarian, so how about you take the surname Sun and the Dharma name Wukong?"

Uh.

Bodhi Patriarch's words came to an abrupt halt, his mouth opened wide once more, his upper and lower jaws dislocated, and his arms struggled inside.

His arms were as white as a corpse, covered with dark gold Sanskrit characters, and his fingertips were tinged with an eerie bluish-black. With a crisp cracking sound, the corner of Bodhi Patriarch's mouth was torn open to his ears, and a Buddha covered with corpse spots slowly crawled out from it.

“Amitabha, this humble monk’s body has actually lost its balance of spiritual power.”

The Buddha smiled and looked around, "Namo Immaculate Ancient Buddha, Great Void Patrol Corpse Heavenly Venerable, Netherworld Patrol Sea Ghost Yuan True Lord."

"Even the carefree Buddha who gave up becoming a saint would think of interfering."

"It doesn't matter."

The Buddha looked at Sun Wukong and said, "It's just that he's refining you into a furnace sooner. Even if he imparts his skills to you, you can't defy fate in the end."

The blood pupa was torn open and casually discarded to the side.

boom.

The Buddha took out a bronze cauldron and then threw Sun Wukong into it.

With a single breath, karmic fire blazed fiercely.

Sun Wukong suddenly awoke with a start. Although his cultivation had reached the level of an immortal, he was no match for the karmic fire unleashed by the Buddha, and his flesh sizzled instantly.

"It's burning! It's burning me to death!!"

His body hair instantly turned black, as if thousands of red-hot steel needles were piercing his bone marrow at the same time.

Karmic Fire is even more insidious than the Six Ding Divine Fire, and after seven hundred years of evolution, it is hundreds or thousands of times more mixed than it was during the Investiture of the Gods.

"Master! Master, save me!!"

Sun Wukong writhed in pain inside the cauldron and instinctively uttered those words.

His eyes were stung by the karmic fire, causing tears to stream down his face. However, his body and soul were gradually adapting to the karmic fire, and his cultivation was transforming towards the Xuanxian realm.

The cracks in the bronze tripod were spreading, but the Buddha paid no attention and quietly admired them.

"Once this pill is completed, there is at least a 30% chance of successfully surviving the calamity."

Sun Wukong is like a magic pill.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique, the Law of Heaven and Earth, the Rainbow Technique of Breaking Boundaries, and the Great Celestial Immortal Technique are considered auxiliary ingredients for alchemy. Before they are fully refined, the pills have infinite possibilities.

Now, after being burned by karmic fire, the elixir will be fully formed.

The Buddha nodded in satisfaction, watching Sun Wukong cover his eyes and wail in pain.

"Imperfections are what make a pill a superior product; otherwise, wouldn't its medicinal power cause living beings to go out of control?"

"Master!!"

"My old man is in so much pain!!!"

The Buddha's smile deepened. "He's too busy taking care of himself. In a few decades, I, the Tathagata Buddha, will take away his two incarnations in Heaven..."

Before he could finish speaking, the blood pupa trembled.

The Buddha turned his head.

The blood pupa instantly transformed into blood energy, which condensed into Yang He's facial features.

Yang He landed on the Buddha's body, and his spiritual vision revealed the three characters 'Shiqi Buddha'. His appearance was six parts similar to Shi Tianzun. No, it wasn't similar.

"Shiki Buddha, hahaha, is this something Shakyamuni created by imitating my incarnation?"

The Buddha of Corpse Abandoned his expression, and when he raised his hand, a hundred-foot-long beam of Buddha light shone forth.

Yang He ignored him, and his Fiery Eyes of Truth entered Sun Wukong's Niwan Palace. Then, he desperately crashed into the bronze cauldron, shattering it into pieces.

The Buddha of Corpse Abandoned did not expect Yang He to commit suicide so decisively.

Just as he was about to stop him, he suddenly saw the greedy look in Yang He's eyes before he died.

Does he want to eat me?

Amitabha Buddha, he wants to eat me?!

After a few breaths of delay, Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes of Truth were already formed. He swallowed all the karmic fire and used the Rainbow Breaking Technique to disappear without a trace in the seawater.

The Buddha, enraged, laughed and muttered "mere monkey" before turning and leaving.

He didn't think Sun Wukong could escape his fate.

Instead, they were eager to return to the Pure Land to find out if the seal of Immaculate Buddha had been loosened.

(End of this chapter)