Mythology

Chapter 458 The World's Strongest Monkey King (Part 2)

The two monkeys were originally one, but now that the Six-Eared Macaque has given up his life and actively merged into Sun Wukong, the Eight Trigrams Furnace began to shake violently.

The monkey troop, now corrupted into evil spirits, let out painful howls and gradually vanished into nothingness.

Sun Wukong bared his teeth and curled up into a ball without much resistance. The intensification of the Six Ding Divine Fire caused the temperature inside the furnace to rise higher and higher.

It was also thanks to the large number of Ghost Lord's remains that the fire was kept burning.

Yang He relaxed. Once Sun Wukong swallowed the Six-Eared Macaque, he might have a chance to break through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm. As long as Shakyamuni didn't show up, completing the story shouldn't be too difficult.

Suddenly, the sound of chanting scriptures came from the Bagua Furnace.

"With great compassion and mercy for all beings, with great joy and generosity to benefit all sentient beings, adorned with radiant and auspicious features, we wholeheartedly take refuge in and pay homage to..."

Yang He squinted and noticed that Sun Wukong's mouth was moving involuntarily.

Even though the journey to the West had not yet begun, Sun Wukong already possessed the majestic and dignified appearance of the Victorious Fighting Buddha, though he himself seemed completely unaware of it.

After the scripture was recited once, it stopped abruptly, and Sun Wukong was once again surrounded by Buddhist light.

"What a wonderful Shakyamuni! The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss is now invincible."

Yang He's joy at seizing the corpse and abandoning the Buddha vanished, and his expression became extremely solemn. In a sense, Sun Wukong had been wearing an invisible golden headband since birth.

[Sikhin Buddha: Legend has it that Shakyamuni Buddha enlightened twenty-four people to become Buddhas, one of whom was Sikhin Buddha. He is said to have possessed a portion of the attainment of the Immaculate Buddha, but later became an incarnation of Yanghe.]

He also realized that he had been tricked by Buddha.

"Sun Wukong ate the Six-Eared Macaque, and the Corpse Heavenly Venerable ate the Corpse-Abandoned Buddha."

"Is there any loss for Buddhism?"

"It may seem like we are, but in reality we are just writing 'I was here' on Wuzhi Mountain. We are still just jumping around in the area designated by others. As long as the overall situation of Buddhism is not broken, there is no difference."

Yang He sensed that the panel was gradually losing its ability to shield his existence, and the secrecy surrounding his permanent character was being exposed one after another.

It's possible that the timeline of the fictional world is close to that of the main world.

It's unrealistic to think you can use a control panel to deal with Shakyamuni.

"The Journey to the West was initiated by Buddhism. In Shakyamuni's grand scheme, what role do I play?"

"Dude, is this how you treat twin brothers?"

Yang He's face turned ruthless; in this situation, he could not afford to be timid or hesitant.

Regardless of how Shakyamuni plans things, one must prioritize gaining benefits. If one can become a saint before the end of the Journey to the West, one can naturally step out of the game and compete with the Buddha.

"Hehe, there's still a day and a night until the Peach Banquet. What I need to do is..."

"Directly reveal Buddhism's trump card!!"

"I'd like to see what the Peach Banquet is really planning. I don't believe that Buddhism's actions are purely aimed at disrupting the order of Heaven."

Yang He was determined to pull off something big, at least to throw the Heavenly Court into chaos.

"Let's break free from the cycle of cause and effect first; we can't stay in the Tushita Palace for long."

Yang He summoned the Precious Bone Tomb, and countless heads scattered in all directions, drawing in yin energy into the cycle of cause and effect, shaking the foundation of his supernatural powers.

However, the practice of "building a living stake" is only in its initial stages, and further changes will arise in the cycle of cause and effect.

A five-colored divine light suddenly flashed in mid-air.

Yang He's first reaction was that the black cat was the culprit, but he quickly dismissed it, as the black cat had never left his body and could not possibly be Bi Xiao.

Meow! ! !
The black cat came to Yang He's shoulder and hissed with interest.

"Is it...Kong Xuan?"

Yang He realized that the five-colored divine light came from the outside world.

He was on high alert, and the heads emerging from the Precious Bone Mausoleum became increasingly numerous, with some of the yin energy from the outside world already seeping into the cycle of cause and effect.

At the same time, Kong Xuan's five-colored divine light shone brightly.

Swish.

A crack half a meter wide actually formed in mid-air.

The black cat darted into the crevice, and a moment later, it returned from the crevice to the cycle of cause and effect, and leaned down to meow in Yang He's ear for a long time.

"You mean, Kong Xuan had a change of heart and helped me get away with it?"

Yang He raised an eyebrow in surprise. Regardless of Kong Xuan's intentions, at least on the surface, the Five-Colored Divine Light could allow him to leave as quickly as possible.

"I hope this old bastard won't change his ways."

Yang He hesitated for a few moments, then, under the protection of the Precious Bone Mausoleum, disappeared into the five-colored divine light.

In a daze, the person and the cat had already arrived in the outside world.

As soon as Yang He stood still, his spiritual vision detected Kong Xuan's location. Kong Xuan was crouching at the base of the courtyard wall in the southeast corner of the Tushita Palace, looking extremely frightened.

"you……"

Before he could even read the message, Kong Xuan rose shakily and bowed.

"Brother Yang, it's all a misunderstanding. I had no intention of opposing you."

Kong Xuan pointed his index finger to his brow and transmitted a mantra to Yang He, saying, "This lineage is the supernatural power that my junior brother mainly cultivates. It is called the Five Innate Causes Great Method. I hope you will not find it offensive, fellow Daoist."

"Also, your junior brother has already collected those monkey demons for you, so I'll hand them over to you as well."

Kong Xuan placed the cloth bag containing Yin Bao back on its spot, then took out a section of amber-colored tree branch, which was the Garan branch he had obtained not long ago.

Snapped.

Kong Xuan broke off a tree branch and transformed into a beam of light, disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds.

He was completely terrified and realized that everything was predictable. When Corpse Abandoned Buddha thought he could control Yang He and tried to seize the incarnation of Corpse Heavenly Venerable, the outcome was already predetermined.

What Buddha could be comparable to a Great Immortal, or even greater than the Heavenly Dao?

I've already warned you, do you understand the concept of divine retribution? When you think everything is going smoothly, a sudden little mishap means you've already fallen victim to it.

Kong Xuan was eager to descend to the mortal realm because he had noticed Sun Wukong's havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

Thinking hard.

The layout of the Pure Land has caused the immortals and gods to be deeply entangled in the cycle of cause and effect, or simply to feign death and remain indifferent to worldly affairs. By such a coincidence, your disciple led demons to attack the Heavenly Court.

Yang He, you... you probably want to become the master of Lingxiao Palace.

As for revenge?

Kong Xuan had no such thought what difference there was between defying the will of Heaven and an ant trying to shake a tree.

Yang He watched Kong Xuan descend to the mortal realm, then put away the cloth bag containing the nearly collapsed Red-bottomed Macaque and Long-Armed Ape. Saving them was unrealistic, but keeping them would be of great use.

"Brother Kong, you're too kind. The Five Innate Causes Great Method is indeed profound."

Yang He didn't actually have much malice towards Kong Xuan. Even though Kong Xuan led the way for Shi Qifo to reach the Tushita Palace, Kong Xuan hadn't offended him during their several encounters.

On the contrary, Yang He gained more benefits, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Well, I wonder if I'll be able to meet Kong Xuan again in the next eighty-one tribulations. Maybe we can have a drink together then."

Yang He walked to the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Sun Wukong was too exhausted to speak, but he still opened his eyes after sensing his master's approach.

“My disciple, we cannot stay in Tushita Palace any longer. Many Buddhas will be attending the Peach Banquet soon. Let my monkey followers leave with me.”

Sun Wukong was breathing heavily, struggling to get out of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

"Don't worry, we, master and disciple, are just temporarily avoiding the limelight."

Yang He laughed and scolded, "You mischievous monkey, don't you want to eat peaches? I'll take you to the Peach Garden, there will be plenty of opportunities to fill your belly."

As he spoke, he looked up at the Great Luo Heaven.

Was the Peach Banquet the Queen Mother of the West's Peach Banquet? Not necessarily. Venus was probably influenced by some means and didn't realize that Shakyamuni was behind the Peach Banquet.

So deep inside the Peach Garden lies... a big problem!

Whether or not he could stop it, Yang He's goal was to understand the purpose of Buddhism, so that he could not participate in the Journey to the West in a state of confusion!
The story of the four travelers going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures makes no sense in the current version of the classic tale.

"Peony...Peony!!"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he scratched his ears and cheeks, nodding repeatedly.

He let out a loud hiss, and the monkey troop gathered towards the Eight Trigrams Furnace. They looked at Yang He with great curiosity, but dared not approach.

The gibbon and the red-bottomed macaque gave a very human-like bow.

Yang He scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered that the monkey troop had been staying near the Yellow Springs for many years, and each of them was already exhausted. If their lifespans were not replenished, there would be no monkeys left on Flower Fruit Mountain within a year or two.

Sun Wukong gasped for breath, then regained some strength and tried to lift the lid.

"Don't move, I have a way."

He patted the Eight Trigrams Furnace. According to the original story, the Eight Trigrams Furnace would fall into the Flaming Mountain of the Bull Demon King's house after Sun Wukong came out of seclusion.

It would be a real shame to do that; it would be better to give it to the Taoist priest to refine.

As the Grand Master of Xuandu, he should rightfully inherit Laozi's treasures, such as the Vajra Bracelet, the Purple Gold Gourd, and the Jade Purification Bottle...

Both are innate treasures, so let's start with the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Yang He activated the Nuo Xiang Ghost and changed his external cultivation method, making the Immortal Transformation Technique as easy as using his own limbs.

As soon as the Puppet Immortal used his skill, the three Yang Flames he was impersonating were extinguished instantly, but on the surface, there was no difference.

"Well."

Yang He stretched out his right arm, and the flesh and bones in that area expanded to more than ten meters, instantly transforming his limbs into a bizarre shape that was half real and half ethereal.

Immediately afterwards, countless pupils opened on the surface of the skin.

They all turned to look at the Eight Trigrams Furnace. The monkeys let out excited howls, seemingly having been instilled with certain values ​​by Sun Wukong, and they held Yang He's indescribable supernatural powers in high esteem.

The gibbon mimicked the outstretched arm, which expanded to two meters using its innate supernatural ability.

Even if it's all just for show, they still proudly hold their heads high, eager to claim credit.

"receive!"

With a low shout, Yang He extended his right arm like an octopus spreading its tentacles, instantly enveloping the entire Bagua Furnace and swallowing up the corpses at the bottom of the furnace, the flesh crackling and popping.

Dao patterns flickered on the furnace body, and the Six Ding Divine Fire surged violently, yet it could not break free from its restraints.

"Thank goodness Laozi didn't go too deep into refining the Eight Trigrams Furnace. It's practically become a mascot in the Tushita Palace, and we can barely move it!!"

Gulu.

A chilling swallowing sound rang out as the Eight Trigrams Furnace was forcibly dragged into Yang He's body.

Yang He grunted, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes transforming into fiery golden pupils, and five-colored divine light blocking the spread of the fire.

The Bagua Furnace was forcibly placed in the middle dantian.

"Master...!"

Sun Wukong asked anxiously, fearing that something might have happened to Yang He.

"It's alright." Thick smoke billowed from Yang He's mouth and nose, a sinister smile appearing on his lips. "This little bit of heat isn't even enough to warm me up."

boom!
Yang He strode toward the Peach Garden, surrounded by monkeys and their offspring.

With each step, several wounds would burst open on his body, but they would heal in an instant. From a distance, he looked like a walking furnace.

Yang He stared at Sun Wukong inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, a strange glint in his eyes.

Sun Wukong was reforged and re-forged, and a faint medicinal fragrance permeated the air again. As long as he was taught supernatural powers, he should be able to master them smoothly in a short time.

"Wukong, let me teach you another technique."

The flames in the furnace flickered slightly, and Sun Wukong pricked up his ears, his fiery eyes focused intently.

"This method is called the Dharma Body Outside the Body. Listen carefully."

Yang He moved his lips, and his external avatar surged into Sun Wukong's mind. The latter quickly applied what he learned to other situations, using the remains of the Six-Eared Macaque to cultivate supernatural powers, and a second head was about to grow from his neck.

Sun Wukong's method of creating an external avatar is the same as Yang He's, choosing to merge the avatar into his true body.

It exhibits the characteristics of having multiple heads and arms.

As Yang He climbed the heavenly ladder, he tossed out a cloth bag, from which two streams of light entered the Eight Trigrams Furnace, one crimson like blood and the other bluish-white like jade.

Sun Wukong sensed a familiar presence and, feeling slightly uneasy, tried to get up.

"Goku."

"The two monkey generals died a hundred years ago. The Six-Eared Macaque kept their remains by his side, and their true spirits have long since been reincarnated."

Yang He's words were like a gentle breeze, and Sun Wukong regained his composure.

Sun Wukong, being a demon by birth, no longer resisted cultivating with the remains of his clansmen.

"From this day forward, my disciple, you will be one of the four great monkeys of the world: the Spiritual Stone Monkey that moves stars and changes constellations, the Red-Bottomed Horse Monkey that understands yin and yang, the Long-Armed Ape that grasps the sun and moon, and the Six-Eared Macaque that understands all things."

The flames in the furnace suddenly surged, and Sun Wukong's figure appeared and disappeared within them.

Yang He felt both relieved and helpless.

Even if the four monkeys were to merge into one, whether Sun Wukong could transcend the shackles of Buddhism remains an unknown, but one thing is certain.

His disciple will be the most terrifying Sun Wukong in history.

No, it's the most terrifying Monkey King, Sun Wukong!!!
Yang He ascended the Heavenly Ladder, and even when he encountered heavenly soldiers and generals along the way, they dared not approach due to the monkey troop. Before long, he arrived at the top of the thirtieth heaven, the Great Luo Heaven.

At this time, there were already quite a few people at the Peach Banquet in Yaochi.

Most of them are demons similar to Marshal Tianpeng, who were originally mid-level immortals and gods in the Heavenly Court, and the heads of the Eight Departments have not yet died in the cycle of cause and effect.

Muffled thuds continued to emanate from Yang He's body; even his Ghost Immortal form could not hold out for long.

In a moment of confusion, his spiritual vision detected that Nezha and Yang Jian were heading towards the Heavenly Ladder, with Daoist Qingfeng, who had just broken through to the Xuanxian realm, following behind.

"Don't leave the field."

Yang He shook his head slightly, his expression unchanging; his actions were tantamount to betraying the Heavenly Court.

As long as the coffin lid of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West is not nailed shut, they will definitely be sentenced to death. There is no need to drag others down with them. Besides, the two of them, who are at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, would certainly die if they got involved.

"Hei Zi, go and give them a message, and while you're at it, rescue Yun Xiao."

Yang He opened his mouth and spat out five-colored divine light, and the black cat quietly fled.

The Five-Colored Divine Light has a significant effect on the cycle of cause and effect. He doesn't mind rescuing the immortals and gods other than Yin Jiao. Well, if possible, it would be even better to kick Yin Jiao when he's down.

"It's a pity, let's have dinner together next time."

Yang He stepped into the Peach Garden without looking back. The stench of decay hit him, and the entire front area remained a desolate wasteland.

The few peach trees that had been nurtured by the corpses of heavenly soldiers and generals had all withered, their branches like aging limbs. A cold wind blew by, carrying weak groans that sent chills down one's spine.

The temperature of the Bagua Furnace on Yang He's chest surged continuously.

Sun Wukong was undergoing a complete transformation, and his movements could no longer be concealed; his roars echoed throughout the Peach Garden.

Yang He dared not delay and continued to delve deeper, following the route he remembered.

Before long, the high walls of the quarantine zone came into view.

The walls that were originally covered with spirit patterns were now covered with cracks, and wisps of black energy seeped out. Many of the cracks were large enough for Yang He to pass through.

Just as Yang He was about to head there, he suddenly heard a sharp call from the direction of Yaochi, emanating from Venus.

"Welcome to the Ten Kings of Hell!!!"

Yang He's brows suddenly split open into vertical pupils, his fiery eyes shooting out golden light. With the blessing of countless spiritual visions, he barely managed to see the South Heavenly Gate.

Ten people carrying a coffin have already crossed the South Heavenly Gate.

They were all dressed in the robes of the King of Hell, wearing crowns and tassels on their heads. Their facial makeup resembled that of corpses, and their every move appeared unusually awkward.

"How did the Ten Kings of Hell end up like this?"

Yang He's gaze was fixed on the coffin.

Sudden.

The coffin seemed to sense Yang He; the lid opened, and a bony arm stretched out, with hundreds of pupils embedded in the palm.

He turned his palm around and looked at Yang He across the distance.

Yang He plays the role of Ghost True Lord, and he is very familiar with the other party's aura. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is indeed the same as the Corpse-Abandoning Buddha.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva straightened up from the coffin, his decaying body gradually revealed.

Yang He saw it clearly.

The so-called golden body of the Bodhisattva was rotten and decayed, with fat white maggots crawling all over the underside of the robe. With every movement, large chunks of rotten flesh would fall off and transform into all sorts of strange evil spirits after falling to the ground.

Yang He's attention was focused on the neck of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, where a string of human head prayer beads was very conspicuous, composed of the heads of immaculate Buddhas.

"Amitabha."

With his hands clasped together, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, lacking spiritual vision, could not possibly see Yang He. After swallowing the newly born evil spirits one by one, he lay back in the coffin.

"What a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! He's treating my head like a collectible, isn't he?"

"Just you wait."

Yang He's thoughts were interrupted by Sun Wukong. The mischievous monkey had already grown eight arms, but it stopped growing when it was about to grow three heads.

He calmed his apprentice's anxious mind and led the monkey troop through the high wall.

The Central District Peach Garden remains completely empty; not even a single peach tree can be seen. The eerily quiet environment evokes an indescribable sense of dread.

Yang He found a hillside with a fairly open view.

Then open your heart.

thump.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace landed on the ground, and the raging flames turned the surrounding area into a sea of ​​fire.

Yang He's protective aura enveloped the monkey troop, and then he set up the stake formation. The 300,000 heads formed a whole with the Bagua Furnace as the array's core, and their aura was contained to the extreme, so the Six Ding Divine Fire no longer raged.

"Master, I, Old Sun...why don't I see any peaches?"

"The peaches will come naturally."

Yang He patted the Eight Trigrams Furnace with a smile. Sun Wukong did not see the peaches he longed for. Instead, he calmed down and the heads of the Six-Eared Macaque, the Long-Backed Ape, and the Red-Bottomed Macaque took shape one after another.

"Peach trees need corpses to grow. Corpses? Isn't Corpse Celestial Venerable a corpse?"

"Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly."

"Let me see what's in the back area of ​​the Peach Garden."

Yang He took a deep breath. Without the burden of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, he unleashed the full power of the Puppet Immortal technique, and his Ghost Immortal body spread out in all directions.

boom.

The puppet immortal, over twenty meters tall, appeared, its body covered with seventy-two thousand pupil ghosts, and its brow adorned with a giant, two-meter-long fiery golden eye.

Yang He had exhausted most of his Yin energy and looked through the high wall in the rear area.

He looked incredulous.

Deep within the Peach Garden, there grows a strange and mysterious peach tree.

(End of this chapter)