Mythology

Chapter 457 Reunion of Master and Disciple (Part 2)

Shi Qifo's first reaction was that it was absurd. Even if Yang He could escape the cycle of cause and effect, it didn't mean that the latter had the strength to deal with him.

But he could clearly sense Yang He's greed.

Yang He's greed was undisguised; he clearly wanted to...eat me?
You want to eat me?!
Enraged, Shiqi Buddha recalled that Yang He had done the same thing a hundred years ago, but nothing happened afterward, and the Immaculate Buddha incarnation sealed in the Pure Land did not go out of control.

This is just another test. If this humble monk loses his composure, Yang He, you will be able to find a weakness and escape.

What kind of Sun Wukong is he? A mere monkey, how could he possibly fight his way into Heaven?!

"Amitabha."

"You will surely die today. This humble monk will become the twenty-third Saha being in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and will obtain the silver lotus platform you vacated. I will then have a place among the Seven Sages of Buddhism!!!"

The corpse-abandoned Buddha's expression was hysterical, but Yang He in front of him remained unmoved.

Yang He quietly brought up the panel, his eyes looking at a corpse. Now, there was no need to wait for the story to be completed to create a permanent character.

When the corpse-abandoned Buddha possessed his body, his death and the dissipation of his spiritual essence were already destined.

[Should I generate a permanent character, "The Corpse-Abandoned Buddha"?]

Yang He didn't rush to confirm.

He found himself in control, because the Corpse-Abandoning Buddha and the Primordial Corpse Qi were too compatible, and the two had already merged. It would not be possible for the Corpse-Abandoning Buddha to abandon his physical body in a short time.

That's why the Buddha Shiki was in a hurry to have Kong Xuan deliver him to the Tushita Palace.

Rumble.

The Thirtieth Heaven trembled slightly, shattering all of the Corpse-Abandoning Buddha's illusions.

Corpse-Abandoned Buddha's mind went blank. He subconsciously looked towards the South Heavenly Gate, but the scene that came into view caused his body to develop a large number of livid spots.

The monkey... is it really still alive?

Could it be that they're preparing to storm the Peach Banquet in the Great Luo Heaven?

Sun Wukong shattered the white jade steps and, with the help of the five-colored divine light, passed through the forbidden gate of the South Heaven. Each step he took created spiderweb-like cracks in the ground.

"Since the immortals and Buddhas want to take my life, then I, Old Sun, will come!"

"Roar!!!"

After letting out a long howl, an overwhelming wave of yin energy surged forth.

wrong.

To be precise, it should be described as demonic energy.

The difference between demonic energy and yin energy lies in the fact that demonic energy is mixed with blood and qi, making its aura extremely mottled. This may also be the reason why demons can maintain a certain level of intelligence compared to evil spirits.

Sun Wukong wore a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, with scarlet membranes growing from the tips of his gilded wings, opening and closing with his fighting spirit. Underneath each plate of his chainmail armor, there were writhing, vibrant muscles.

The clouds traversed by the lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes left behind streaks of bloody footprints.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) remained broken in half outside the South Heavenly Gate, preventing Sun Wukong from escaping for the time being, as a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals were on their way.

Sun Wukong was not flustered. Instead, he looked up at the giant spirit god who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

"Hey tall guy, where is my master's Suyao Xuanxu Mansion?"

The Giant Spirit God didn't react immediately, only feeling that Su Yao Xuanxu Mansion was somewhat familiar, but since there were countless mansions of immortals and gods, he couldn't recall it for a moment.

"Demon! You have violated the laws of heaven, so surrender now!!"

Sun Wukong scratched his ear, looking disgusted, and said, "Forget it, let's wait until I, Old Sun, get rid of the Six-Eared Macaque first."

A hint of anxiety appeared between his brows, but he was also helpless.

“Master, you are not well-known, and no one knows where you live.”

Sun Wukong could clearly sense the location of the Six-Eared Macaque; his fiery eyes gleamed as he focused his gaze on the Tushita Palace.

He shook his head uncomfortably. Ever since the Six-Eared Macaque was born from his body, it felt as if someone was stealing his physical body from him, especially in the last six months, when the situation was particularly noticeable.

"Damn bald monk!"

"You want the Six-Eared Macaque to replace me, Old Sun? I, Old Sun, am prepared to kill him with my staff! From now on, there will only be one Monkey King in the Three Realms!!"

Sun Wukong grinned, while also noticing the monkeys and their offspring scattered throughout the Heavenly Court.

Those monkeys and their offspring have all become evil spirits.

"Well."

Images flashed through Sun Wukong's mind: his second time entering the bronze cauldron, and tens of thousands of monkeys from Flower Fruit Mountain becoming mere fodder, constantly experiencing the cycle of life and death.

Even with his desperate efforts, he could only protect a small portion of his monkey offspring.

They finally escaped with the help of the Pure Light Tathagata Buddha.

The Buddha Jingguang keeps saying that she is my old Sun's third master's wife, but I don't know if it's true or not. However, the third master's wife also has her master's black cat.

Sixty years ago, my third master asked me to seek help from the Heavenly Court, but I couldn't even get into the South Heavenly Gate.

Now, I, Old Sun, have come here on my own merits, yet you want to drive me away!
"Immortals, Buddhas, snakes, and rats are all in cahoots. The Six-Eared Macaque is hiding in the Heavenly Court. His fiery eyes can scan all thirty heavens, and they are all Buddhist lackeys!"

The Giant Spirit God had arrived at the Southern Heavenly Gate, grabbed the Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff), and shouted, "You monkey, how dare you trespass into the Heavenly Court! Today I will tear you apart and skin you alive!"

Compared to the giant spirit god, Sun Wukong was like the moon compared to a grain of rice.

He picked his nose without a care, flicking a wad of boogers onto the South Heavenly Gate, ignoring the tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals around him.

"Monkey! Prepare to die!!"

The Giant Spirit God's eyes widened in fury, and his hundred-foot-tall divine body pressed down like a mountain, his giant palm covering the sky and the sun, carrying the force of thunder as he grabbed at Sun Wukong!
Sun Wukong pointed to the Great Luo Heaven, "I, Old Sun, just came here to ask a few questions."

"Is Flower Fruit Mountain really that much of an eyesore? Why can't the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss tolerate Flower Fruit Mountain? Why can't I, Old Sun, enter the Southern Heavenly Gate even after seeking help from the Heavenly Court? Since..."

"Since the vast Three Realms cannot accommodate a Flower Fruit Mountain, then I, Old Sun, will establish another Flower Fruit Mountain in these Thirty Heavens!!"

Sun Wukong grinned, and golden light suddenly shone brightly in his eyes.

"long!!!"

With a loud shout, his body suddenly swelled up!

Rumble!
Bones and muscles cracked, flesh and blood grew wildly, and every scale on the chainmail armor expanded, transforming into mountain-like armor! The fleshy membrane on the phoenix-winged purple-gold crown extended madly!!

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong had transformed into a giant ape thousands of feet tall.

With the sky above his head and the sea of ​​clouds beneath his feet, his demonic aura surged like a raging torrent, causing the entire celestial realm to tremble under the shadow of the Dharma of Heaven and Earth!
Yang He had no idea what kind of monster his disciple was.

Even disregarding talent, Sun Wukong's ability to integrate all supernatural powers into one definitely makes him a potential quasi-saint!

Just as the giant hand of the Giant Spirit God touched the Golden Cudgel, Sun Wukong let out a sinister laugh.

Sun Wukong was even faster, and his tail bound the giant spirit god's right arm, snapping shut.

Click! !
The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the South Heavenly Gate.

The giant spirit's right arm was broken off, and blood gushed out like a waterfall, splashing into the clouds and scorching countless black holes!

"Ahhhh!!!"

The giant spirit screamed and staggered backward, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He was a celestial general with an immortal body; how could a monkey have his arm broken by its bare hands?!
Sun Wukong no longer glanced at the Giant Spirit God, but instead gripped the Golden Cudgel with both hands, his muscles bulging and demonic power surging through him.

"Get up!!!"

boom! !

The South Heavenly Gate shook violently, and the Golden Cudgel was suddenly pulled out. Thousands of monkeys and their offspring climbed on the staff, all holding clubs and glaring fiercely at the group of heavenly soldiers and generals.

"Children, kill!!"

The monkeys and their offspring leaped down, emitting a foul, fishy stench.

They have indeed never become immortals, and are far from reaching the Tribulation Transcending Realm, but their monkey offspring have been constantly by the Yellow Springs, causing their flesh and blood to be tainted with a trace of the aura of the Void, which is a great taboo for immortals and Buddhas.

For celestial soldiers and generals, staring at something for too long would inevitably cause them to lose control of their bodies and souls.

Sun Wukong opened his mouth and spat out blood from his tongue, which transformed into countless demon monkeys, who, together with their monkey offspring, charged toward the Heavenly Ladder.

"You monkey, how dare you!!" The giant spirit god was dumbfounded.

The Giant Spirit God staggered backward, watching helplessly as Sun Wukong swung his massive cudgel. Before the cudgel even landed, the gale-force winds made his bones crack!

The wind swept across, sending heavenly soldiers and generals flying and shattering countless magnificent palaces!

"You...no!!!"

boom!
With a single blow, the giant spirit god's thousand-foot-tall divine body plummeted from the South Heavenly Gate, crashing through the three heavenly realms and finally plunging into the Milky Way, stirring up towering turbid waves!
"Bah!!!"

The roar shook the clouds, and Sun Wukong made no attempt to hide himself. A large number of heavenly soldiers and generals gathered at the South Heavenly Gate.

Sun Wukong seemed unsatisfied and kicked the South Heavenly Gate with all his might.

The plaque shattered and fell to the mortal world.

Wukong's lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes shattered the clouds, leaving trails of blood and fire behind him, revealing his cultivation as a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The sea of ​​clouds churned and boiled.

The heavenly soldiers and generals retreated in terror, and those who were even a step too slow were torn to shreds by the force of the blows.
"Those who block my way...die!!!"

The earthquake shook the ground for thirty days.

Unbeknownst to Sun Wukong, there were two figures in the clouds not far away.

Yang Jian felt his blood rush to his head and discovered that Sun Wukong had also mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts. After examining him closely, he felt that he had benefited greatly, and even the bottleneck of reaching the peak of the Golden Immortal realm was loosened at this moment.

Neither of them held any important positions in Heaven, and their names were not mentioned at the Peach Banquet.

Originally, they planned to try to rescue the immortals trapped in the cycle of cause and effect, but before they could find a way, Flower Fruit Mountain went to the Heavenly Court first.

"Brother Nezha, shouldn't we stop our nephew?"

"readily!"

Nezha didn't reply, wishing he could join Sun Wukong's side. Yang Jian shook his head with a smile. Where did his junior brother Yang He find this disciple? He came in and immediately tried to break through the heavens; he was truly domineering.

“Brother Nezha, if this happens, the heavenly soldiers and generals will likely suffer heavy losses.”

"It does not matter."

Nezha licked his lips, “More than two hundred years ago, when I went to the Milky Way to teach Li Jing a lesson, I saw where the heavenly soldiers and generals came from.”

He flicked his Hun Tian Ling, and Yin energy emanated from his palm. "As long as the fragments of the armor are poured into the Milky Way, the heavenly soldiers and generals will be able to rebuild their physical bodies in no time. Heh, the Heavenly Court doesn't care."

Yang Jian's smile faded, and he said in a calm tone, "The same applies to those Daoist children. There is a Mother-Child River in the Eighteen Heavens of the Form Realm, which can give birth to three thousand four hundred offspring every day, without end."

"That's disgusting."

Nezha spoke Yang Jian's true feelings.

Yang Jian felt that the Heavenly Court shouldn't be so disgusting. "There are still many Great Luo and Hunyuan cultivators in the Thirtieth Heaven. Since they don't show themselves, there's no need for us to risk our lives. Let's see how things develop."

Nezha nodded. "After the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother withdrew from worldly affairs, Buddhism was able to reach into the Thirty Heavens. This must be due to the efforts of many immortals and gods."

"hey-hey."

Nezha laughed and said, "I've disliked the Heavenly Court for a long time."

The two of them hadn't initially planned to ascend to immortality, but since they were already on the list, they wouldn't be able to stay in the mortal realm for long, even if they stayed for a while.

The two watched as Sun Wukong fought his way to the Great Crimson Heaven of the Taiqing Realm.

Wherever they went, the ground was littered with the remains of heavenly soldiers and generals, and magnificent palaces collapsed with a crash. Gradually, no immortals or gods dared to stop them.

"They're incredibly boring, and they're all cowards."

Sun Wukong looked around the Tushita Palace, a sacred place of immortals where the Daoist essence flowed and purple mist swirled.

"Each of the Thirty Heavens has a better view than the last. This place can be used as Flower Fruit Mountain, where the monkeys can warm themselves by the fire and exercise on a daily basis."

He gestured for the gibbon to lead the troop of monkeys to disperse, and then he went to the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Even without getting close to the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Sun Wukong's violent temper was already uncontrollable, and he wished he could kill the Six-Eared Macaque immediately.

The six-eared macaque remained motionless, tilting its head and emitting bursts of strange laughter.

He was not afraid of Sun Wukong at all, after all, the two were originally one, and after his birth, Sun Wukong should have become nourishment.

"Goku."

The Six-Eared Macaque spoke softly, "Have you counted how many monkeys and their offspring have died on Flower Fruit Mountain?"

Sun Wukong's golden cudgel suddenly stopped.

The Six-Eared Macaque's voice was seductive as he continued, "The seventy-two cave demon kings and forty-seven thousand monkeys were still calling your name when they were thrown into the alchemy furnace."

"Shut up!"

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with golden light, and his staff burst into flames.

"Hehe, Wukong, how could you not know?"

The six-eared macaque opened its jaws, revealing sharp teeth, and said, "If it weren't for your insistence on pursuing immortality and being content as the Monkey King, they would still be living happily on Flower Fruit Mountain."

Sun Wukong's knuckles turned white as he forcefully slammed his golden cudgel against the lid of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

thump.

"A monkey is a monkey!" The Six-Eared Macaque's voice grew increasingly shrill. "Wukong, do you think becoming an immortal makes you no longer a beast? Look at us, is there any difference? We are all top-quality elixirs!"

Sun Wukong's eyes turned red, and he kept swinging his golden cudgel.

Boom boom boom!
The Bagua Furnace was moved several meters, and the lid seemed ready to be lifted at any moment.

The Six-Eared Macaque clung to the furnace wall, saying, "Wukong, don't you want to know where your master is? Use your fiery eyes to look at the corpse at the bottom of the furnace."

He pointed to the charred corpses, enjoying the crackling sounds.

"Does this look familiar? Wukong."

The Six-Eared Macaque sneered, "The Corpse-Abandoning Buddha is using the cycle of cause and effect to refine Master. Before long, Master will become a stepping stone for your recklessness, just like those monkeys and their offspring."

Sun Wukong's reason completely collapsed, and he abandoned his golden cudgel and clung to the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Ahhhh! !

His fingernails dug into the gap as he forcefully opened the cover.

The Six-Eared Macaque roared excitedly, "Wukong, come and kill me!"

"You can't kill me!!"

He has to die!

Sun Wukong's voice echoed, sounding more like the low growl of some primordial beast.

"I, Old Sun, will annihilate you... body and soul!!"

The next moment, the lid was slammed open, and Sun Wukong jumped into the Eight Trigrams Furnace without hesitation. Immediately afterwards, the Six Ding Divine Fire enveloped the two monkeys.

The Six Ding Divine Fire burned fiercely, and the two monkeys fought each other in the sea of ​​fire.

Black energy surged.

"Wukong, you can't kill me! I am you, and you are me!!"

"fart!"

The two monkeys struggled to maneuver in the narrow space, but the Six-Eared Macaque's strength was comparable to that of Sun Wukong, or rather, the Six-Eared Macaque was a near-perfect replica.

The only difference is that the Six-Eared Macaque is more adapted to the atmosphere of the Ruins.

.........

In the cycle of cause and effect, Yang He and Shi Qifo were also locked in a stalemate.

Shi Qifo clearly felt that he had an absolute advantage, but he dared not move, and even let Yang He die three times in front of him.

He was being driven almost insane; every time he was about to make a move, he was gripped by a terrifying sense of impending death.

This premonition is never wrong.

Shi Qifo even began to doubt the truth of Kong Xuan's claim of divine retribution. Could it be that Yang He was truly favored by the heavens?

"Do you think that monkey can win?"

“Sun Wukong has no chance of winning against the Six-Eared Macaque. As their fighting intensifies, he will gradually be assimilated and merge into one.”

"Why don't we join forces? Yang He, do you know that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has already set his sights on your incarnation, Ghost True Lord? Don't underestimate him just because he's only a Bodhisattva; his strength is the most unfathomable."

“Yang He, I know how to help Sun Wukong sever his connection with Liu Er.”

The Buddha, emboldened and tempted, muttered to himself, growing increasingly desperate.

Yang He ignored it and focused his attention on his spiritual vision.

"pity."

The reason he hasn't created a permanent character yet is that he wants to reel in a big fish, in case Shakyamuni himself descends upon the Corpse God.

It is quite possible that it would not have been difficult for Shakyamuni to understand the thirty heavens.

"Forget it, there's no way Shakyamuni will take the bait. It's even more unrealistic to expect him to replace the Buddha and directly pass through the Journey to the West."

[Should I generate a permanent character, "The Corpse-Abandoned Buddha"?]

"determine."

Shi Qifo's face turned deathly pale, and he vaguely sensed a murderous intent.

"Yang He, I know what Shakyamuni is plotting, I can tell you anything, please don't kill me, please don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, a notification appeared on the panel.

[The permanent characters <Tai Xu Xun Jie Shi Hai Tian Zun> and <Shi Qi Fo> are compatible and meet the fusion conditions. Would you like to spend 500 points of Spirit Vision to fuse them?]

[The permanent characters <Namo Immaculate Ancient Buddha> and <Shiqi Buddha> are compatible and meet the fusion requirements. Would you like to spend 500 points of Spirit Vision to fuse them?]

Yang He hesitated for a few moments, then chose to give up on merging with the Immaculate Buddha.

Immaculate Buddha only needs to become a saint to stand at the top of the Pure Land. Perhaps the fusion of the seven saints of Buddhism will bring about a significant improvement.

"The Celestial Venerable Who Merges with the Corpses of the Void Patrol".

Yang He could sense that the innate corpse qi was about to advance further, and the corpse Buddha created by Buddhism was also a corpse-dissolving immortal body, but the focus was completely different, which could make up for the shortcomings of the corpse celestial being.

The commotion outside intensified, and even the Bagua Furnace began to shake.

"Bah!!!"

Yang He didn't think Wukong would lose. His disciple's opportunities over the past hundred years were definitely no less than Yang Jian's. His whole body was full of top-grade Yin treasures, and he had even refined the remains of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple into them.

The remains are the very flesh and blood Taoist temple that was originally used to protect Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was able to hide in Guixu because of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple and Yang He's Cave Heaven Immortal Court, both of which were resistant to the aura of Guixu.

Yang He did not intervene in any way, but merely transmitted his thoughts.

"Disciple, stop fooling around and come out to see your master."

Upon hearing Yang He's telepathic message, Sun Wukong's violent gaze suddenly cleared.

Even the Six-Eared Macaque's face couldn't help but show a hint of disbelief.

Sun Wukong nodded heavily and grabbed the Six-Eared Macaque's shoulder.

The six-eared macaque did not resist and was torn in two!
There was no blood and flesh flying everywhere; the body, which had been split in two, gradually dissolved into black water, and the Six-Eared Macaque revealed a relieved smile.

The Six-Eared Macaque's last sound was as soft as a sigh.

"Wukong, taste the peaches of immortality for me."

"Also, take good care of Master."

(End of this chapter)