Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1774 The Journey to the West Ends
Looking at the majestic and sacred mountain peaks in the distance, Tang Sanzang was filled with emotion. He had gone through eighty-one tribulations and traveled thousands of miles, and now he had finally arrived at the foot of the sacred mountain.

He had already asked this several times along the way, but now he wanted to ask again: "Wukong, is this really Mount Ling?"

"Haha, I think you're just like the saying, 'Once bitten by a snake, twice shy.' This is the sacred mountain! Master, look, the Golden Peak Immortal is here to greet us!" Sun Wukong said with a smile, trying to reassure Tang Sanzang, while waving to the Taoist with the pointed head in the distance.

The Golden Peak Immortal approached, bowed and greeted him: "Holy Monk, you have had a long and arduous journey. As instructed by the Buddha, today the Holy Monk and his disciples will stay at my Jade True Temple to cleanse yourselves of the fatigue of the journey. I will guide the Holy Monk on the way, and we will officially ascend the mountain tomorrow."

Why is there a Taoist priest at the foot of Mount Ling? Tang Sanzang was puzzled. He glanced at his disciples out of the corner of his eye, and seeing that none of them seemed to notice anything unusual, he suppressed his doubts.

Maybe I'm just making a fuss over nothing.

We walked this stretch of road at the foot of the mountain a bit too fast. It's like looking at a mountain and running yourself ragged; it seemed so close, but it was actually still a long way off.

The usually good-tempered Tang Sanzang surprisingly whipped the white dragon horse, all in order to reach Mount Ling faster.

I'm covered in mud and dust, so I really need to wash myself properly.

Since everything was already arranged, they didn't refuse.

The four of them, master and disciples, moved into the Yuzhen Temple, which had a strong Taoist style, took a bath, and had a good night's sleep.

The following morning, the Golden Peak Immortal showed them the way, and then returned to the Jade True Temple alone.

The four of them walked for five or six miles and arrived at Lingyun Ferry.

Although it's called a "ferry," it's actually a river seven or eight miles wide, with only a single log bridge in the middle for people to cross the mountain.

Tang Sanzang is slightly stronger than in the original timeline; he's a martial artist. Sending him to fight the Green-haired Lion would be suicide, but crossing a single-plank bridge wouldn't be a problem.

However, the log bridge he imagined was completely different from the log bridge on Lingyun Ferry.

This bridge is so long.

A piece of wood, perfectly smooth, not seven or eight meters long, but seven or eight miles long. Let alone Tang Sanzang, even Xiao Feng would have to consider whether his lightness skill was enough to cross it.

Just as he was in a dilemma, the benevolent corpse that had been left in the prehistoric world sailed slowly from a distance in a bottomless boat.

The two Western Saints must also leave their mark on the Journey to the West, no matter how much or how little, they must have something.

Bodhi Patriarch on Zhunti's side taught Sun Wukong, marking the beginning of the Journey to the West, and then the benevolent corpse that guided him came to do the final finishing work.

This action is to prove to all living beings that we are still here, and we haven't run away yet.
As soon as Tang Sanzang boarded the boat, he discovered that it had no bottom and river water was rushing into the cabin.

This ship is sinking!
He panicked and instinctively wanted to call out "Wukong".

With a gentle push from the Buddha, three breaths later, a body that bore a striking resemblance to Tang Sanzang floated straight downstream along the river.

Tang Sanzang was stunned for a long time. After the Buddha's explanation, he realized that he had shed his mortal body and officially ascended to the Pure Land.

After delivering Tang Sanzang to the entrance of the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Buddha of Guidance left with a smile. Sun Wukong took a few more glances and realized that he couldn't see through the old monk rowing the boat at all.

Who is this person? Does Mount Ling actually harbor a master of this caliber?
The Four Heavenly Kings are responsible for guarding the entrance to the Great Thunder Temple.

These are all old acquaintances of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

The four men were born with imposing faces. As brothers born of the same mother, their large physiques, armor, and weapons made them look quite imposing.

The four of them often served as figureheads. When the Heavenly Court needed a grand spectacle, they would go to work there; when Mount Ling needed to display the majesty of Buddhism, they would come to Mount Ling to stand guard. They rarely actually went into battle themselves. At this moment, Mo Liqing stood proudly at the gate, glaring at Sun Wukong.

The monkey was completely bewildered: "King of Growth, what do you mean by this?"

Mo Liqing lowered his voice and reminded them, "The cassock."

Sun Wukong turned around and saw that Tang Sanzang's brocade cassock looked quite neat. It had been washed and wiped clean several times last night. What could be wrong with it?
Mo Liqing pointed at the monkey with his finger, which was thicker than an average person's thigh.

I'm talking about you!

"Me? Oh, I see!"

Sun Wukong suddenly realized, "So we also need to wear cassocks?! You should have said so earlier!"

The cassock is not gender-specific; even the Jade Rabbit must wear it.

The three of them awkwardly put on the cassock with Tang Sanzang's guidance, but their unusual appearances were quite out of place with the solemn style of the cassock.

Mo Liqing reported from the main gate, followed by the Arhat guarding the second gate and the Dharma Protector guarding the third gate.

Finally, the news reached Kasyapa.

Kasyapa entered the main hall, put his hands together, and solemnly said, "Reporting to the Buddha, Xuanzang is waiting for an audience outside the mountain gate."

Moonlight sat serenely on the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit. In the early stages of Journey to the West, things were alright, but in the later stages, the Buddhist fortune became as turbulent as boiling oil on a raging fire. The Buddhist sect had become rife with too many demons, so she dared not leave Mount Ling easily. In the last few years, she remained seated on the lotus platform, motionless, relying on her own great magical power to suppress the Buddhist fortune.

It felt like sitting on a bomb.

I'm finally free.

She first looked around and saw all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, five hundred Arhats, and three thousand Jieti. Except for the Buddha of Many Treasures, who was already unconscious, all the elites of Buddhism were present, and even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had come.

She first looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva: "How many tribulations have the pilgrims experienced on their journey to obtain the scriptures?"

"Reporting to the World Honored One, there are a total of eighty-one tribulations."

The moonlight nodded: "Returning to the origin, the merits are complete. Well done, well done."

She immediately issued a golden edict, summoning the Tang monk and his disciples to the palace.

Tang Sanzang's opening line is still the same line he's said eight hundred times: "This humble monk, Tang Xuanzang, has come to this precious mountain by order of the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty in the East to seek the true scriptures in order to save all living beings."

The tone was just like asking for monthly votes; it was all "begging," emphasizing respect and piety.

Instead of using the original Tathagata's rhetoric of "Your Tang Dynasty is full of greed, killing, lust, deceit, disloyalty, filial impiety, and inhumanity," Moonlight recounted the past of Western Buddhism's "pioneering spirit in the mountains and forests." The Western world was once a "barren wasteland," but after a thousand years of my rule, look how prosperous it is now! This is the power of the Tripitaka.

Tang Sanzang bowed again, begging for the true scriptures.

Moonlight instructed Ananda and Kasyapa to take the four disciples to a vegetarian meal, and then to retrieve the scriptures from the treasure pavilion.

During Tang Sanzang's fourteen-year journey to the West, he was mostly shrouded in the illusion of Amitabha Buddha's loan. Every day, he was faced with debts and high interest rates. He was exceptionally sensible.

When eating vegetarian meals, he would smile broadly and secretly offer "gifts".

(End of this chapter)