The Journey to the West is over, and the Perfect Life System is here

"Western Sect Zhunti, seeking to see fellow Taoist Hou Tu."

As this voice fell, the dark energy in the underworld shook and surged, and endless light burst out.

Then a woman wearing a crown walked out slowly.

Her aura is not even a bit weaker than that of the Saint Zhunti!
This is the Lady Pingxin of the underworld, also known as Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches.

"Zunti, my underworld and your Buddhist sect have nothing to do with each other, what are you doing here?" Houtu said softly.

"Fellow Daoist Hou Tu, I came here today to ask for something." Zhunti said with a smile.

"Tell me! If it's an ordinary matter, it's okay." Hou Tu said.

Although she sometimes looked down on the behavior of Zhunti and Jie Yin, Zhunti was a saint after all, so she had to give him some face.

"It's nothing, actually. It's just that one of my disciples wants to work in the underworld." Zhunti glanced at Houtu tentatively.

"Don't you always talk about the poverty of your Western world? The person next to you should be your talented Buddhist! Are you willing to put him in my underworld?" Houtu asked back, showing some interest.

She, one of the twelve ancient witches, is in charge of the underworld and is not afraid of any tricks by Zhunti Jieying.

"This……"

For a moment, Zhunti found it difficult to speak.

Could it be that one of my disciples wants to expose your secrets in the underworld?

Wouldn’t the Twelve Ancestral Witches beat him to death?

But before he could say anything, Ksitigarbha on the side said, "Goddess Pingxin, I sense that my Dao is in the underworld."

"Oh? What Tao?" Hou Tu asked.

"All living beings in the world must enter the sea of suffering in the cycle of reincarnation. I wish to open a path in the underworld to rescue those trapped in hell, including evil spirits, animals, asuras, humans, and all beings in heaven. I will not attain Buddhahood until hell is empty!"

After Dizang finished speaking, his face was full of solemnity and Buddha's light shone everywhere, almost illuminating the entire underworld, which was a spectacular sight.

And Zhunti's heart skipped a beat.

He knew something was going to happen.

As expected, the smile on Hou Tu's face opposite disappeared.

The endless dark death energy in the underworld began to sweep across, and roars were heard not far away.

"Giggle..."

Above them, the huge wheel of reincarnation began to roll, and the miserable appearances of the evil spirits in the eighteen levels of hell appeared one after another.

Even the Buddha's light emitted by Ksitigarbha, which illuminates all living beings, is like a candle in a storm, swaying and seemingly about to go out in the next moment.

"You said you want to save all the souls in my underworld?" Houtu frowned.

As he spoke these words, the scene in the underworld became even more horrifying.

Not only that, behind Hou Tu, eleven tall figures can be vaguely seen.

The pressure they emanated was no weaker than that of Zhunti.

"My fellow Taoists, he was just joking. I will take him away now!" Zhunti knew at a glance that there was no way to reach an agreement.

The underworld is the body of the twelve ancient witches, and it carries the tunnels.

If you convert all the souls in the underworld, will the underworld still exist?
Does it make sense?
This is what it means to compete with the underworld for work, and to be wary of one another in the same field!
Although Dizang's ambition is somewhat unrealistic, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have every reason to kill this dangerous little monk!

Just as Zhunti was about to take Dizang away, Dizang took a step forward. The Buddha's light and the Twelve Ancestral Witches behind his head looked very small compared to Houtu.

However, Dizang was not afraid at all, and his eyes were full of determination.

"The little monk is really brave, much better than Zhunti Jie Yin." Hou Tu said with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Not to mention that the little monk was hostile to them, his courage alone was worthy of their respect.

"Little sister, why are you saying so much to him?" A rough voice came from behind Hou Tu, "His Buddhist sect is popular with the method of salvation, claiming that after death, one will enter the paradise, free from illness, disaster and pain. They are actually competing with us.

Now you're trying to plant a little monk in my underworld. Do you really think my underworld is easy to bully?"

"That's right, little sister. We will lead the soldiers of the underworld to attack the Holy Land of Lingshan and raid the homes of those bald men!"

"I've put up with these bald asses for so long!"

"..."

The twelve ancestor witches were excited.

"Fellow Taoists... Fellow Taoists, please calm down!" Zhunti said hurriedly.

"Kill this little bald guy first!" Zhu Rong had the hottest temper and reached out to grab Dizang.

Zhunti wanted to rescue, but two figures blocked his way.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not saints, they are empowered by the underground environment in the underworld, and their combat power is comparable to that of saints.

It seemed that Dizang was about to be killed by Zhurong with one palm.

But at this moment,
"Buzzing..."

A subtle but somewhat chaotic sound reached everyone's ears.

Looking for the source of the sound, I saw a huge blood-thirsty black ant mosquito carrying an old Taoist in green clothes into the underworld.

"Great Sage?" Houtu was very surprised and surprised.

"It's really the Monkey King!" The other eleven ancestor witches were also very excited.

Their ancestor witches do not respect heaven and earth, but only respect the Father God and the Monkey King!

They haven't seen each other again in the million years since the end of the Lich Calamity.

Now that they saw the Monkey King again, they were naturally surprised and excited.

Zhunti was completely stunned. He thought he was going to have a big fight with the underworld, but what happened was this scene?
He had only heard that Fellow Daoist Qi Tian had connections with Laozi, Nuwa and others, but he didn't expect that he also had close relationships with the ancient witches?
At this time, Sun Wukong asked with a smile: "Di Jiang, what happened? Why are the two sides so tense?"

When this matter was brought up, Di Jiang snorted coldly, "Great Sage, please judge for yourself. This little bald guy from the West actually wants to liberate me from the netherworld, and even said that he will not become a Buddha until the netherworld is empty."

Sun Wukong looked back at the young monk.

It turned out to be the later Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!
Dizang still looked stubborn at this moment: "The way of salvation is the path I seek. To liberate the souls of the dead is the Dharma I practice."

"You little baldy, you still have no repentance!" Zhu Rong said in a muffled voice.

Sun Wukong raised his hand, then looked at Dizang and said with a smile: "Little guy, I recognize your desire to seek the truth, but the path you are seeking is wrong!"

Dizang suddenly looked up and looked at Sun Wukong with eyes full of anger.

He is the kind of person who is devoted to seeking the truth.

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

You can take his life, but you cannot question his way.

Otherwise, even if he is a saint, he will still refute and argue.

"Then tell me, Great Sage, what is wrong with my teachings?" asked Ksitigarbha.

"The salvation you seek is purification, to eliminate the suffering of the dead souls and let them reach paradise soon, right?" asked Sun Wukong.

"That's right!" Dizang said, "What I wish for is to free all the dead souls from suffering."

"Wrong, wrong!" Sun Wukong smiled and shook his head.

"What have I done wrong? If my way can be accomplished, then all living beings in the ancient world will no longer suffer after death. How peaceful it will be?" Dizang said loudly, and the Buddha's light above his head seemed to be about to overflow again.

"Then let me ask you, if there is a dead soul that is deeply sinful and full of karma, will you help it transcend?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Yes!" Dizang answered straightforwardly.

"If that dead soul full of karma reaches paradise and is free from pain under your transcendence, is that fair to the living being who died at his hands?" Sun Wukong asked again.

Dizang frowned and said, "Since his sins have been cleansed by my Buddhist teachings, it means that he has sincerely repented and is still capable of improvement. I should give him another chance..."

But before Dizang could finish his words, Sun Wukong interrupted him: "Your idea is simply childish to the extreme. If I kill you, will you give me a chance to repent?"

"I am willing! Everyone makes mistakes, so why wouldn't I be willing? If my death can awaken one person's conscience, I am willing to sacrifice myself." Dizang said seriously.

"That's just your wishful thinking. Are you willing to ask a few prehistoric creatures? Do you think they are willing?" Sun Wukong smiled.

"Why not?" Dizang came out of the underworld.

"Fellow Daoist Qitian, Dizang is very intelligent, but his mind is a little slow to think straight." Zhunti sighed.

"He has reached a dead end." Sun Wukong produced a magic mirror with one hand, in which the figure of Ksitigarbha was reflected.

At this time, Dizang transformed into an ordinary young monk, walking on the vast land. In front of him was a dog demon who had not yet become an immortal.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay. I have a question to ask you." Dizang said.

"What's the matter?" The dog demon looked at the monk in front of him, his eyes shining and his mouth swallowing saliva.

"Fellow Daoist, I want to ask you, if someone kills you, would you be willing to give him a chance to repent?" Dizang asked sincerely.

"What are you talking about, you monk?" The dog demon sneered, "If anyone dares to kill me, I will make them turn into ashes. I won't give them any chance to repent. I'm not stupid!"

After the words fell, Dizang hurriedly said: "But he is sincerely repentant! Why not give him a chance?"

The dog demon laughed and said, "Monk, I haven't eaten yet! You look so delicate and tender, how about you help me? I'll eat you and then repent."

After saying that, he opened his bloody mouth and bit towards Dizang.

As a result, Dizang sighed and disappeared on the spot, leaving the dog demon stunned.

"That dog demon is cruel by nature and cannot be educated." Dizang went to find other people.

This time he was looking for a deer demon that looked extremely kind.

"Monk, your question is a bit funny. Although I have a kind heart, it doesn't mean that anyone can bully me. If anyone wants to kill me, I wish him a miserable death. How can I possibly forgive him?"

Dizang opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

Disappeared from the spot again.

Soon, he found the demons, the humans, and the plant and tree spirits.

But what they revealed was that blood debt must be repaid with blood.

When Dizang returned to the underworld again, he looked dejected.

Even the Buddha's light behind his head began to flicker and become shaky.

You can tell at a glance that his spiritual heart is hurt.

"Now you should understand the purpose of the underworld?" Sun Wukong said softly, "It's not just about reincarnation and salvation.

The Yama Palace, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and the Three Lives Stone on the Mirror of Sin are by no means just for decoration.

Clear rewards and punishments are the consistent principles of the underworld.

Your method of transcendence and cleansing your sins is nothing but your own wishful thinking, and you still enjoy doing it!"

But when it fell into Dizang's ears, his whole body trembled violently.

His face was filled with sorrow, and the Buddha's light behind his head was only faint.

When the Buddha's light disappears, his spiritual heart will be completely shattered, and he may even become an ordinary person.

In this world, there are always some people who are self-righteous, thinking that they are capable and that their theories are correct. They do not listen to the advice of others and do not put it into practice.

To put it nicely, it's called arrogance; to put it bluntly, it's stubbornness. "I was wrong, I was wrong..." Dizang's body was shaking, tears streaming from his eyes.

The path of transcendence is his lifelong pursuit.

Now, it’s wrong?

"Daoyou..." Upon seeing this, Zhunti looked at Sun Wukong for help.

There are no good talents in the West to begin with. If Dizang is destroyed, the loss will be huge!

At this time, Dizang's heart was unstable and his eyes were filled with the determination to die.

"This kind of person can be called a genius, but he is also extremely stubborn." Sun Wukong sneered, "Alright, stop crying. The path you're pursuing is not wrong, but the direction you're pursuing it in is wrong."

Dizang slowly raised his head, his eyes full of doubt.

Sun Wukong continued, "Back in the ancient times, the underworld was not perfect, so I passed down the method of purifying the world, saving the souls of the dead and allowing them to reincarnate. This completed the ancient world.

Although the underworld rewards the good and punishes the evil, its ultimate goal is also reincarnation.

There is nothing wrong with salvation, but the method is wrong."

A glimmer of light finally appeared in Dizang's eyes, and he knelt down on the ground: "Great Sage, please teach me!"

Zhunti was amazed on the side, saying, "Fellow Daoist Qitian, you can really talk about anything. I can't compare to you!"
Sun Wukong said: "Transcendence is a form of salvation for the dead. However, transcendence should not be used directly in the underworld. The dead souls in the underworld are rarely concealed.

Salvation should be performed outside the underworld, to receive those souls who refuse to reincarnate or who are avoiding reincarnation, and to lead them back to the underworld to face judgment. This is the correct way."

Dizang said, "But Great Sage, the way to purify the world is also to directly transcend and then send people into reincarnation."

Sun Wukong explained, "You're right. It was like that back then because there was no choice. The underworld was not perfect then, so there was no choice. But now it's different. You need to keep up with the times."

Ksitigarbha resolved the last doubt in his heart and surrendered happily.

Zhunti smiled again and said, "Ksitigarbha, let me introduce you. This is the ancestor of our Buddhist sect."

Hearing this, Ksitigarbha's eyes were filled with enthusiasm, and he kowtowed three times: "Ksitigarbha pays homage to the ancestral Buddha! Thank you for clearing up my doubts!"

"Fellow Daoist Qitian, Senior Brother Jieyin and my Buddhist disciples all miss you very much. How about... going back with me?" Zhunti said.

Meeting fellow Taoist Qitian in the underworld is truly a great thing!

The most important thing now is to invite Fellow Daoist Qi Tian back.

"Does your Western Buddhist sect have the qualifications to let the Great Sage pass?" Di Jiang said in a muffled voice.

Immediately afterwards, several figures surrounded Zhunti.

"Everyone... Fellow Daoist Qitian is the ancestor of my Buddhist sect. It is only natural for me to take him back!" Under the pressure of many ancestor witches, Zhunti trembled a little.

He was not afraid that he could not escape, but was worried that Fellow Daoist Qi Tian would be left behind.

"What ancestral Buddha?" Di Jiang asked, "As long as the Great Sage is willing, we will hand over the position of Lord of the Underworld to you. We, the twelve Ancestral Witches, and all the witch clans in the Underworld, will all obey the Great Sage's orders!"

"That's right, big brother, what you said makes sense. We are willing to serve the Great Sage."

"Great Sage, there's no need to go to the West. Just stay in the underworld!"

"..."

"Great Sage, although there is no saint in charge of my underworld, with the twelve of us joining forces, we will not be afraid even if the Three Pure Ones come." Houtu also said, with a burning look in her eyes.

Zhunti was confused. He originally thought that Fellow Daoist Qitian was only friends with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but...

What's going on?

Isn’t it said that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are unruly, undisciplined, and even don’t listen to the words of the Taoist Ancestor?

Now, besides those guys in the East fighting with me, these barbarians from the underworld have also gotten involved?
Not good!
"Everyone, the heavenly way is dominant now, and the human way and the earthly way have not been unblocked yet. I still need to run around everywhere, so I will not sit on the position of the Lord of the Underworld." Sun Wukong said.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

They knew that the Great Sage was a great master, and it seemed that the position of Lord of the Underworld was not worthy of him!

"Great Sage, if you need anything, my underworld will do its best to help you." Di Jiang said in a deep voice.

The ancient witch does not make promises easily, but once he makes a promise, he will fulfill it with his life.

This made Zhunti feel relieved.

Sun Wukong continued, "Zhunti, I heard that a paradise was built in Lingshan Mountain, specifically for the salvation of the dead?"

"That's right, all the souls in the Pure Land can provide faith to my Western monks." Zhunti said with a smile.

"I have an idea. I want the underworld and the Buddhist paradise to intersect." said Sun Wukong.

"Why is this?" Zhunti asked in surprise.

Sun Wukong explained: "The Pure Land can save and guide the souls of those who believe in Buddhism, but it does not have the ability to reincarnate.

The underworld is filled with solemnity and resentment. If it accumulates for too long, something bad will happen.

If the two sides merge, the souls in the Western Paradise can reincarnate after completing their merits. Those souls will be more sensitive to Buddhism in their next lives and can fill the Buddhist community with more disciples.

The underworld can also use the Paradise to suppress those grievances."

"Daoyou, this method is wonderful!" Zhunti's eyes lit up. After all, the dead souls are still dead souls. Even if they can provide a huge amount of faith, their effect is limited.

But if one could be reborn as a Buddhist who is naturally full of Buddha nature, that would be different and would directly strengthen the power of Buddhism.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches agreed without much thought. They did not believe that the Monkey King would harm them.

"In that case, let the Paradise and the Underworld connect! Ksitigarbha, you will be the messenger traveling between the two places in the future," said Sun Wukong.

"Respect the ancestors' Buddhist teachings!" Ksitigarbha bowed.

"Emperor Jiang, the Underground Tunnel has been restrained by the Heavenly Dao because it has lost the original Human Book." Sun Wukong said to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, "This Conferred God Battle is the key to unlocking the Underground Tunnel. If the Shang Dynasty can win, Hongjun has agreed to hand over the Human Book."

Upon hearing this, the twelve ancient witches all showed joy on their faces.

Today, they are deeply involved with the tunnel.

After the tunnel was sealed, even these ancient witches were not free and could only huddle in the underworld. It was really a torture for them, and they couldn't wait to be freed.

"How about we, the underworld, send troops to help the Shang Dynasty, so we can win faster!" Gonggong said loudly.

The other ancient witches joined in the commotion, they also wanted to get away as soon as possible.

"With the suppression from Heaven, the Underworld cannot intervene." said Sun Wukong.

"What heavenly law? With the Great Sage leading us, we will shatter this heaven!"

"That's right, that's right! We haven't spent all these years in the underworld in vain. Now that we have formed the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, we may be able to fight Hongjun."

"..."

The ancient witches spoke one after another.

"All of you be quiet. Hongjun has achieved the Dao and has the help of Heaven. How could his strength stagnate? It is a blessing from Heaven that the Great Sage can help me. How can we make more excessive demands?" Houtu said in a deep voice.

The ancient witches all shut up.

First of all, they were still a little afraid of this little sister.

Moreover, what Hou Tu said makes sense.

"Great Sage, just tell us what your plans are. We, the Wu Clan, will definitely help you. We will not let Hongjun destroy the prehistoric world." Hou Tu said.

"For now, let's let the Paradise and the Underworld border each other! Our enemies are not limited to Hongjun." Sun Wukong said.

Hou Tu and the other eleven ancestor witches looked at each other with serious expressions.

Afterwards, Sun Wukong and Zhunti went to the West together.

On the way, Zhun asked, "Fellow Daoist Qi Tian, what are the myriad heavens and worlds?"

"In addition to my Honghuang, there are other supreme worlds in the chaos, whose status is equal to Honghuang. Let's talk about this after meeting Jie Yin first." Sun Wukong said.

Zhunti didn't ask any more questions.

Soon, they returned to the Holy Land of Lingshan.

After so many years of development, Lingshan is now prosperous and peaceful, with the sound of chanting and the Buddha's light shining everywhere.

"Fellow Daoist Qitian, it is thanks to you that our Buddhist sect has reached its current size." Zhunti said with a smile, his eyes full of gratitude.

Although both he and Jie Yin have contributed a lot to Lingshan, they feel that without the help of the Monkey King, Lingshan would never be so prosperous.

"I just pointed casually. The main credit goes to you two." Sun Wukong smiled.

After all, even without him, Buddhism would still grow stronger in the hands of Zhunti and Jie Yin.

What's more, he has no good intentions towards Buddhism.

"There's no need for us to say this." Zhunti said with a smile.

The monks at Mount Lingshan were very curious when they saw this scene.

After all, normally, the Bodhisattva Cundi always had a sad face, and he had never been so happy.

And then, bursts of bell ringing were heard from Lingshan.

"when!"

"when!"

"..."

The bell rang twelve times in total.

This made the monks at Lingshan even more surprised.

Even if a saint visits, the bell at Lingshan will only ring nine times.

but now……

Twelve sounds!
Could it be that the one coming is Daozu?

Before they could think any further, Buddha's light gushed out from Lingshan Mountain.

A group of white-robed monks walked slowly over, their eyes full of respect.

"This... is this the Buddha who lives in seclusion in Lingshan? Aren't these four people said to have profound Buddhist teachings and great strength, each of them a quasi-saint, and generally not show their faces in public?"

"And behind them, are those the 108 Bodhisattvas that are rumored?"

"Who on earth could have alarmed them?"

"Yin——"

While the monks were discussing, a loud dragon roar was suddenly heard.

Then the second sound, the third sound...

Soon, the air was densely packed with the figures of the dragon clan. Led by the two old dragons in the front, all the dragon clans lowered their heads in a welcoming gesture.

This made the monks at Lingshan even more dumbfounded.

The dragon clan of Lingshan today is no longer as low in status as they were in the ancient times. They joined Lingshan before it prospered and are all veterans.

The dragon clan also has an exceptionally high status in Lingshan.

Those two old dragons are also quasi-saints.

But now, even they have come out? (End of this chapter)