bookandnovel #604 - 1 slap Meng, stinky brother, who are you with?
#604 - 1 slap Meng, stinky brother, who are you with?
This battle in the human realm was also observed by the gods and Buddhas in the heavens.
Such a massive battle could not escape the attention of the Heavenly Court and the Western Paradise; otherwise, they would have no face to continue existing.
The Jade Emperor sat upon his throne in the Hall of Miraculous Mist, watching this unprecedented battle with his assembled ministers through the Haotian Mirror.
It must be said, this battle was truly terrifying.
Even the Jade Emperor frowned when he saw Xing Tian appear.
The Jade Emperor had heard some things from the sages and was mentally prepared for Xing Tian's appearance, but he was still very surprised when he actually saw him.
After all, even the Jade Emperor was only hiding behind Hongjun during the era when the Great Witch clans dominated.
But times had changed; the Witch-Demon War resulted in the fall of both, the heavens gained a master, and the human race rose to power.
What surprised the Jade Emperor was that Mount Fútuó actually concealed such a super-powerful being.
The Jade Emperor was quite surprised to see Zen Master Wuchao appear.
Zhao Gongming had died at the hands of Zen Master Wuchao; this fellow was incredibly powerful and a formidable enemy of the Heavenly Court.
When they saw Xing Tian fighting Zen Master Wuchao, the Great Emperor Ziwei decided to go and see if there were any benefits to be gained, lest they all fall into the hands of the Western Paradise.
However, when everyone saw that Chu Hao was also present, they immediately felt relieved.
Especially after Chu Hao's series of maneuvers, which instantly turned the situation from Zen Master Wuchao's certain victory into a fifty-fifty chance.
The Jade Emperor then waved his hand and said,
"With the Prison God there, there's no need to interfere further, lest the Western Paradise accuse us of meddling in the Journey to the West."
"We only need to observe the situation quietly."
The assembled immortals deeply agreed.
There was no situation that the Prison God couldn't stir up; if even he couldn't muddle the waters and take the opportunity to extort someone, then no one else could.
Everyone knew Chu Hao inside and out.
While the Heavenly Court remained inactive, the Western Paradise was secretly alarmed.
The Buddha Tathagata sat upon the broken stone platform, looking surprised and doubtful.
"Impossible! Xing Tian's remnants shouldn't manifest even after tens of thousands of years!"
"Furthermore, I have inspected Mount Fútuó from top to bottom many times; how could there be a place concealing so much baleful aura?!"
"Un-Buddhist, not Buddhist at all."
The Buddha Tathagata was in a dilemma; he had calculated everything but hadn't foreseen this.
If he had known that Mount Fútuó would cause such a big problem, how could the Western Paradise have set this trial there?
He only wanted Zen Master Wuchao to give the Heart Sutra to Tang Sanzang when he passed by, so that Tang Sanzang could learn to control himself!
The Buddha Tathagata was somewhat uncertain.
Then, the Ancient Buddha Dipamkara opened his eyes and said to the Buddha Tathagata:
"Xing Tian is a great demon from the primordial era, and now that he has returned, I fear he will disrupt the Journey to the West; should I go and subdue this great demon?"
The Buddha Tathagata calculated with his fingers and thought that Tang Sanzang was almost at the Gao Family Village.
In a few more days, he would arrive at Mount Fútuó.
However, in a few days, barring any accidents, the Three-legged Golden Crow would definitely be able to personally eliminate Xing Tian and bring back his remnants.
The Buddha Tathagata was very confident in the strength of the Three-legged Golden Crow.
Moreover, Guanyin Bodhisattva was watching over the affairs of the Gao Family Village, so there shouldn't be any other accidents.
Hmm, it's impossible for both sides to have problems, right?
There's no such outrageous thing.
The Buddha Tathagata then put his palms together and said:
"Ancient Buddha Dipamkara, you are kind, but I believe Zen Master Wuchao can handle that matter."
The Ancient Buddha Dipamkara frowned slightly but didn't say anything more.
The Ancient Buddha Dipamkara had no choice but to retreat.
The three thousand Buddhas returned to silence.
The Buddha Tathagata was happy to enjoy this long-lost tranquility.
As expected, leaving the affairs of the Journey to the West to his subordinates was the most reliable approach; what kind of leader would do everything himself?
Guanyin Bodhisattva only needed to watch over that group of people until all four scripture seekers were gathered, and then the merit would be immense, and the Buddha Tathagata would naturally receive great benefits.
Since Guanyin Bodhisattva hadn't come to report any bad news, the Buddha Tathagata naturally didn't want to invite trouble.
It's alright, leave it to them, no big deal!
The Buddha Tathagata felt at ease, enjoying the tranquility.
Although closing his eyes would still bring to mind that white-clad figure, an existence like a nightmare, the Buddha Tathagata was extremely grateful to be far away from Chu Hao.
So, the feeling of slacking off and shirking responsibility was this good!
No wonder that white-clad Immortal Lord was so fascinated by it.
The Buddha Tathagata had a sense of superiority in his heart; he could earn merit by slacking off, could Chu Hao?
… …
Meanwhile, Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong had been walking for some time.
During this time, Tang Sanzang hadn't stopped exercising and had also comprehended new Buddhist teachings, appearing even more gentle and compassionate.
Suddenly, one day, as dusk approached, they saw a village in the distance.
Sanzang was overjoyed; after eating delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, he could finally have a vegetarian meal!
Just then, both Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang felt the ground shaking, and they also felt that the sky in the far distance seemed brighter.
Tang Sanzang, after all, still had mortal eyes and couldn't see what was happening.
And Sun Wukong, constrained by the Journey to the West, didn't pay much attention.
Tang Sanzang quickly said to Sun Wukong:
"Wukong, look, there's a manor over there; it looks like it's going to rain. Why don't we ask for lodging for the night and continue tomorrow?"
Sun Wukong nodded, picked up his staff, and said:
"Let old Sun go and see if it's auspicious before making plans."
Of course, Sun Wukong was afraid that Tang Sanzang would try to experiment with his Buddhist teachings, which would be too bloody.
Tang Sanzang held the reins and immediately looked around.
The pilgrim focused his eyes and saw that in the manor in the distance, the setting sun was sinking in the west, the mountain forests were filled with noisy birds, and the paths were full of grazing cattle and sheep; it was truly a beautiful place.
Sun Wukong called out:
"Master, we can go!"
Tang Sanzang:
"Giddy up!"
Tang Sanzang urged the white horse to the entrance of the manor.
There, he saw a young man, his head wrapped in cotton cloth, wearing a blue jacket, carrying an umbrella and a bag, and wearing a pair of three-eared straw sandals, walking busily down the street with a majestic air.
Sun Wukong casually grabbed him and said: "Young man, wait a moment. I'll ask you something; what place is this?"
The young man was very uncooperative, struggling while shouting: "Ask someone else, I'm busy!"
Sun Wukong twitched his lips and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, benefactor; it's convenient for others, and it's convenient for yourself. I'm just asking what place this is."
Sun Wukong didn't want to argue with mortals, so he seemed more polite.
The young man couldn't break free and shouted angrily: "Get lost!"
Sun Wukong was a little annoyed.
However, before Sun Wukong could act, Tang Sanzang couldn't sit still.
Tang Sanzang rushed over, grabbed the young man's collar from Sun Wukong's hand, and hung him in mid-air.
Tang Sanzang slapped him across the face and shouted angrily:
"You little brat, who do you think you're talking to?"