Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 351 The Last Mural (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking additional subscriptions!)

"of course not."

Wu Xian pursed his lips and said with some regret, "That was just a projection of the Buddha's power using a magic weapon. Its strength is far inferior to the original Buddha. It's easy to destroy it. There's nothing to be proud of."

Upon hearing this, Pigsy choked, feeling that his stomach was full of complaints, but he didn't know where to begin.

You shattered the projection of the Buddha's power, the ruler of the Western Paradise, with a single blow. Isn't that awesome enough? What, do you want to defeat the original forms of the Buddha, the Jade Emperor, and the Three Pure Ones before you're satisfied?
"By the way, what did you do in the Stone Realm at the end? Why did the old monkey want to get me out? Where did he go? Is he still inside the realm?"

After a short while, Pigsy's emotions gradually calmed down. Mainly, he had been surprised by Wu Xian many times along the way, which had trained him to have a strong heart. After a little adjustment, he calmed down and asked many questions.

Of course, what he cared about most was Sun Wukong's situation. He wanted to get confirmation from Wu Xian that his senior brother was truly beyond resurrection.

"Yes and no."

Wu Xian shook his head and briefly explained the old monkey's identity and his last actions. Finally, he hesitated and said, "As for whether the Great Sage can be resurrected, I have an idea."

"What do you mean? Tell me."

Upon hearing this, Pigsy, who had been feeling down, immediately perked up and asked.

"Although the Great Sage has been destroyed in body and soul, his five roots have not disappeared. If we can find his true root of intention, and combine it with the spiritual essence in this strange stone, we may be able to revive him, or rather, let him live a second life."

"Second life?"

Pigsy was taken aback by what he heard, then seemed to remember something and hesitated before saying, "You mean the same thing as Master?"

The master mentioned here naturally refers to Tang Sanzang. As we all know, Tang Sanzang is the tenth reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. Theoretically, the two are the same person, but they are also different, which is hard to explain.

"More or less, but the Great Sage's situation is a bit more complicated."

Wu Xian flew down from the sky, walked to the strange stone, gently stroked it, and said, "His soul has passed away. Even if he is resurrected, his soul will need to be reconstructed. Strictly speaking, he cannot be considered the original Sun Wukong. He only has the same abilities and memories... Ha! If I choose to inherit his will, it will be about the same."

This method of resurrection is not uncommon. For example, the demon squad in the God Space successfully copied a person's abilities and memories, but ultimately it was just a copy, not the original person.

"Is this so..."

Upon hearing this, Pigsy's initial excitement subsided considerably, but after a moment's thought, he chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Not bad, not bad."

"As long as you can accept it."

Wu Xian sighed and looked up at the sky, saying, "Let's go. I used a bit too much force just now. I'm afraid it might have alerted the guys in the sky. I'm afraid it won't be long before someone comes down again."

"Uh, so where are we going next, and what about Flower Fruit Mountain...?"

Upon hearing this, Pigsy immediately tensed up. He knew that after the previous battle, the Heavenly Court would not let it go easily. If they sent troops to the mortal realm again, even more and stronger immortals and gods would come to deal with Wu Xian.

Although Wu Xian is strong, even capable of shattering Tathagata's projection with a single blow, he is still outnumbered and outmatched. If any of the Three Pure Ones or Four Emperors were to arrive, even Tathagata himself would have to retreat.

"No rush. Although I am confident that I can stand against the Heavenly Court and Mount Ling by myself, a revolution is not something I can accomplish alone. I need to find some like-minded people. As for Flower Fruit Mountain..."

As he said this, Wu Xian chuckled, then his eyes flashed with golden light, and he sliced ​​through space with his five fingers, containing Sumeru within a mustard seed.

Then, to Pigsy's astonishment, he used immense magical power to engulf the entire Flower Fruit Mountain range, along with the earth dragon, and finally condensed it into the shape of a golden peach.

Handcrafted secret realm.

Like the Zhu Yan Treasure Technique, this is not a supernatural power from the Black Myth, but comes from the world of Sword Comes. Wu Xian there had to beg Qi Jingchun for a long time before he learned this kind of technique.

After several studies and modifications by Wu Xian, it was discovered that the principle behind it was not complicated. As long as one had sufficient strength, most systems could achieve similar effects. For example, the Secret Realm in the Stone and the Ruyi Scroll are based on similar principles.

Today is Wu Xian's first time creating a secret realm, and his technique is a bit rough, with a lot of room for improvement in his craftsmanship.

After carefully contemplating the matter, he plunged his five fingers into the earth once more, gathering the spiritual essence of the earth veins spanning tens of thousands of miles, collecting seventy-two in total, and stuffing them all into this secret realm.

"That's good, let's call it Flower and Fruit Mountain Grotto from now on."

Looking at the golden peach in his hand, Wu Xian nodded in satisfaction, then whistled towards the sky. The Somersault Cloud flew over like a white light and landed at his feet.

"Let me think, where should we go first?"

Wu Xian thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up. In the blink of an eye, the Somersault Cloud received the order and carried Wu Xian and Zhu Bajie into the sky.

……

Little Western Paradise, the Pagoda.

At this moment, Maitreya was utterly shocked, especially when he saw Wu Xian smash the Buddha's phantom with a single blow through the secret technique. The smile on his face vanished completely, replaced by surprise and bewilderment.

"How is this possible? How could he be so strong? He was clearly..."

Maitreya murmured to himself. He had met Wu Xian when Wu Xian first came to Little Western Paradise and even taught him the Forbidden Word Technique. Although Wu Xian was somewhat peculiar at that time, it was still within the realm of understanding. But now…

Meanwhile, Yuan Shoucheng next to him was not much better off, but his reaction was much calmer. He was still stroking his beard, but if you looked closely, you would find that a small tuft of his beard was missing, obviously because he had accidentally pulled it out earlier.

At this moment, both Maitreya and Yuan Shoucheng sensed something and turned around to look. They saw two figures passing through the doorway, namely Wu Xian and Zhu Bajie who had followed them.

"Enough with the nonsense, open the door. I need to have a serious talk with Three-Eyes."

Before Maitreya could speak, Wu Xian, dressed in the Great Sage outfit, carried the Ruyi Jingu Bang and strode towards the blank wall in the center, speaking in an unyielding tone.

Maitreya smiled wryly upon hearing this, but still sighed and raised his hand to wipe the wall, revealing a mural covered in wind and snow.

"He has been waiting for you for a long time; you two really should meet."

Wu Xian remained noncommittal upon hearing this, and walked briskly toward the mural. However, when he passed Yuan Shoucheng, he smiled slightly at him and asked, "Old man, can you predict what I'm going to do next?"

Yuan Shoucheng rolled his eyes: "What is this? It's just rebellion."

Do you think I can succeed?

Wu Xian asked curiously, eager to know what answer this shrewd old man would give.

Yuan Shoucheng remained silent for a moment before uttering four words.

"It's man-made."

"Hahaha! Great! What a wonderful saying, 'Man proposes, God disposes!'"

Wu Xian laughed heartily, then stepped into the mural without looking back.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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