Suddenly, Bodhisattva Tara thought of something, and his eyes drifted towards Sansheng Buddha. After seeing him nod, he sighed again, "I never thought that there are still demons and evil spirits in the world who practice this way!"

Since you are not divine by nature, how can you practice the method of "proving the truth through force"!
This approach is almost impossible.

The only one who can follow this path is the immortal who inherited the power of space gods and demons at the beginning of the world!

Throughout the countless years of the ancient times, there has been only one such person.

The demon race only rose to power after the ancient times.

At that time, the Taoist master had already achieved enlightenment in heaven and earth, and passed on the teachings to three thousand people in the world, which also led to more people following the path of the Mysterious Sect.

"The body is one with the Tao, the spirit is one with the Tao!"

"It is a great method, but it always wanders on the edge of Taoism... It is indeed unexpected. Only a demon with such cultivation can have such ability to deceive all the ways. That Sun Wukong should be used here."

"That's what the Buddha said!"

The Buddhists present did not need to guess, as they all knew that Tang Seng could be rescued so quickly because it must have been Sun Wukong who took action.

I don’t know how to do it, but it doesn’t matter.

What everyone wants is for Sun Wukong to protect Tang Seng on his journey to the West!
……

The holy land of the West, under the Bodhi tree.

The Saint of Guiding, who had just watched the Buddha Tathagata leave the holy realm and had a desolate look on his face, suddenly clapped his hands and laughed.

"Ah, ah, ah! There should be another great Buddha in the West!"

"Sun Wukong has such luck and means, he should have brought glory to the West! What a pity..."

Seeing his senior brother so happy, the Saint Zhunti beside him stretched out his hand to calculate for a moment, and couldn't help but feel excited, "Senior brother, it seems that even without the golden hoop, the monkey should be used by me in the West!"

"That dream demon, Senior Brother used the Conferred God Event to search the heavens and earth but could not find its whereabouts, and he could not find Meng Dao Ruyi."

"I didn't expect that I would be met by the Monkey King on the way to obtain the scriptures, and I was killed. This is really a great thing!"

When Saint Jie Yin became a saint, he did not rely on some method of attaining enlightenment in a dream.

After becoming a saint, he continued to practice, but he could never reach the state of unity.

After thousands of years of calculations with the help of heaven and earth, I finally figured out that there are five types of people in the world who all hold the great road of dreams.

The first one is the innate sacredness, so naturally he is the guiding saint.

Of the other four, one was a great witch among witches, who had long been annihilated in the witch-demon calamity, so the saint didn’t need to care about him anymore. The other was a ghost in a dream, who was also given a bit of the truth of the dream by the saint through the calculation of cause and effect.

As for the remaining two, one was a dream demon, and was predicted by the Saint of Guidance long ago, but no one could find his whereabouts.

The two are one dream spirit, Zisheng and the dream spirit, and now they are practicing the Buddhist path in the three thousand great dreams of the saints.

In this way, the dream monster is silent and the dream path returns to one.

If the Saint Jie Yin wants to make a leap forward with this and achieve the Dream Dao Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, it will be possible!

How could such a great fortune and great achievement that seemed to have come from the sky not make the Saint Jieyin very happy? Even after he became enlightened, it was natural for the Dream Dao Spirit to become a Dream Dao Buddha.

"Brother, in this case... the golden hoop may not be a good thing."

As his mind turned, the Saint Zhunti suddenly changed his tone, "In my opinion, this should have been the Monkey King who had been idle for too long and had no luck, which eventually led to a disaster. A great fortune suddenly appeared, allowing me to see the good fortune favored by the Western world."

Since it is destined.

In the eyes of the two Western saints, all of Sun Wukong's fortune will return to the West sooner or later.

Whether it was planned before or it has come naturally now, it is all here.

Even with the accumulation of great strength, even greater good things may happen to Western Buddhism.

What the Bodhisattva Cundi said was that he was thinking that he should let Sun Wukong continue to do nothing and wait for his luck to accumulate too much for him to burst forth once more.

Below that.

Who knows, next time it won’t just be a dream demon entering silence.

"Let it be, let it be."

"With Sun Wukong's current luck, it's unclear whether he can wear the golden hoop on his head if he doesn't want to."

Hearing the words of Saint Jie Yin, Saint Zhunti also nodded.

That's true!

Since he started practicing, Sun Wukong had never committed any sins, so he had not wasted any of his luck and merits. Now was the time when his luck was flourishing.

It is not easy to plot against him and make him unhappy.

"That's right. Senior Brother, in another thousand years, it will be time for us to discuss things again. This time, I'm afraid some things will be settled."

"Do we really want to choose Sun Wukong as the protagonist of the first calamity?"

"Why not?"

Seeing that Saint Jieyin had identified Sun Wukong, Saint Zhunti shook his head and said, "Brother, Sun Wukong can destroy the dream monster now. If he waits for a few more years, his cultivation will be... not to mention, his karma is too important now!"

Who would have thought that Sun Wukong had only been struggling for a few hundred years.

Not only did he acknowledge Nuwa Saint as his mother, he also worshipped Shangqing Saint as his master.

With these two saints around, it would be difficult for Sun Wukong to become the protagonist of the next catastrophe.

Needless to say.

Sun Wukong can now kill a quasi-sage Hunyuan demon in seconds, especially the dream demon, which is completely different from ordinary demons.

A person with the power of dream can reverse reality at any time. As long as the dream path reaches, he can always escape into the dreams of all the heavens and the worlds, and all kinds of creatures. Even the saint who leads the way wants to find his true body from the dream and completely kill him.

But Sun Wukong did it easily!

If the protagonist of this kind of calamity were to be blessed by all kinds of calamities in heaven and earth out of nowhere, who knows what kind of chaos the prehistoric world would be in.

The reason why several saints discussed this again and again.

What for?
I just want to control the catastrophe!
"Since the creation of the world, the people who were involved in the cause and effect of that catastrophe were simple. The result of the Conferred God Catastrophe was only possible because of our consultation."

"Sun Wukong is connected to all the causes and effects of the witch clan, the demon clan, the heaven, the Taoist sect, and my Buddhist sect. If he is not the protagonist, who will be?"

"Don't forget, now that I, the Buddhist sect, have taken over his luck, we owe him something!"

The Saint Jie Yin has come to this point, and the Saint Zhunti could only hesitate for a moment and nodded.

Think about it for a moment.

Among all the immortals, gods, wandering people, and demons in the world, there is only one who can be as bound by cause and effect as Sun Wukong is now!
With such causal connections, Sun Wukong is indeed very suitable.

……

Endless chaos, in the Zixiao Palace.

A young Taoist priest had been sitting cross-legged facing the wall, meditating on his sins. He had not opened his eyes for many years.

Until the dream demon died.

The young Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the Zixiao Palace, into the immortal world under the chaos.

The moment he saw the figure of Sun Wukong, the young Taoist couldn't help but sigh.

"Time is also fate and destiny!"

"It's his turn to be the Great Chang of the West. How can you, a monkey, break free from that cage? If this happens, I'm afraid you, a monkey, will be in trouble in the future."

Huangliji, Moon Rising Inn.

Early the next morning.

It was breakfast time, when the place should have been bustling with activity, but today, for some reason, only a few shops were open, and even the market was deserted.

It was as if all the people in the market had left overnight.

However, in the inn, early in the morning, many people with red eyes and hoarse voices called for the waiter to bring food and tea to their rooms.

In the upper room.

Tang Seng hadn't gotten up yet. He looked dazed, as if he had caught typhoid fever. He was shivering and covered with a half-tied quilt, but his forehead was sweating from the heat.

Tang Seng's current state was the result of Sha Seng's care for him all night.

"… Junior Brother Sha, you should eat something first. Master is fine, he is just a little hurt. He will be fine after three to five days of rest."

Compared to Sha Seng who took care of Tang Seng all night.

Not only did Zhu Bajie sleep well all night, he also got up early in the morning and ran to the inn kitchen to order a lot of food.

It’s delicious now.

"Brother Pig, I once cast a spell for Master, but why can't the spell be cast on a mortal body?"

"Who knows."

Zhu Bajie rolled his eyes, knowing the answer but unable to say it, "Maybe Master was born different from ordinary people, otherwise why would he be so sick? Monkey brother, what do you think?"

"Eating can't stop your pig mouth!"

When Sun Wukong saw that Zhu Bajie knew the truth but still wanted to involve him, he wanted to hit him with a stick.

If you want to save Tang Seng, that’s easy.

Go to the South China Sea to invite Guanyin Gusa!
He didn't know what kind of restrictions the Buddhist sect had placed on Tang Seng, making it difficult for some of his wonderful methods and skills to reach a mortal body. If he wanted to solve this problem, he naturally had to look for those bald heads.

In Sun Wukong's opinion, these skills are most likely to protect Tang Seng, so that he won't be suddenly angered by the monsters and be killed with one blow.

Who would have thought that this would become the source of Tang Seng's discomfort.

"Monk Sha, if you really miss your master, just eat well and go to the South China Sea."

"Yes, yes, what Monkey King said is right. I have heard that the magic water in the jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva can cure all diseases in the world. It is easy to come and save Master. Maybe the Bodhisattva will be merciful and sprinkle a piece of magic rain to save all the people in this wild gathering."

As long as it wasn't his own errand, Zhu Bajie didn't care. Was it a waste of talent for Tang Seng to ask Guanyin for help when he had this illness?

Besides, Tang Seng would do this.

It cannot be entirely blamed on the two disciples. Even the Marshal Tianpeng of that time would have to avoid the quasi-saint demon.

I really can't afford to offend you!

"Brother Monkey, Brother Pig, please keep an eye on Master. I'm going to the South China Sea now!"

After a moment of hesitation, Sha Seng didn't even eat breakfast and just left.

It transformed into a ray of spiritual light, blinding the eyes of mortals, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

See this.

Zhu Bajie suddenly turned to Sun Wukong and said, "Brother Monkey, isn't this a bad idea?"

After leaving the 800-li Flowing Sand River, we just encountered a big monster, and we have to go to the South China Sea to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva for help...

Zhu Bajie even felt a little embarrassed.

After all, it was them who went to obtain the scriptures, and they couldn't trouble Guanyin Bodhisattva for everything.

"I think so too." Seeing Sun Wukong nod, Zhu Bajie thought that Sun Wukong would call Sha Monk back and then personally cast a spell to save Tang Monk. But then he heard Sun Wukong say, "Silly boy, remember this. Next time, let Sha Monk go to the underworld and ask Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for help!"

"Next time, go and ask Lingji Bodhisattva..."

"Buddhism doesn't have much else, but Bodhisattvas are the best. Let's invite them one by one! It won't be embarrassing."

Zhu Bajie...

Even with such shameless statements, Zhu Bajie felt that he had learned something new today.

Sha Seng left quickly and came back quickly.

After Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared above the inn, she saw Tang Seng lying on the bed, looking uncomfortable all over. After glancing at Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, she took out the willow branch from the jade bottle, and dropped a few drops of spiritual water on Tang Seng.

"Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie! As the guardians and disciples of the pilgrim on his journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures, is it possible for you to do things like this?"

"Bodhisattva, you are wronging me. I have tried many ways to save my master, but none of them worked. I had no other choice but to ask Junior Brother Sha to ask for help from the Bodhisattva. Besides, there are so many patients in this market who need the Bodhisattva's help!"

"Please have mercy on them, Bodhisattva! After Bodhisattva saves them, I will tell them the truth and ask them to set up a long-life tablet for Bodhisattva, or even build a temple to worship Bodhisattva every day!"

Zhu Bajie not only has a long mouth, but he can also speak.

At least, Sun Wukong could see that after hearing what Zhu Bajie said, the corners of Guanyin Bodhisattva's mouth twitched inadvertently.

Also.

As one of the four great Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, his cultivation is no less than that of most Buddhas, so why would he care about the difference in temples?

When Guanyin Bodhisattva performs compassionate deeds, she is not only concerned about the countless living beings in one place.

"The three of you remember this, there won't be a next time!"

After saying this, Guanyin Bodhisattva disappeared into the guest room without waiting for Tang Seng, whose expression gradually turned pale, to wake up...

After a breath, endless spiritual rain fell without clouds or wind, reaching thousands of people's homes in the wilderness market.

It falls everywhere and grows everywhere.

All living beings touched by the spiritual rain began to regain their spirits.

……

Outside the Wilderness, above the sky.

After Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva bestowed all kinds of spiritual rain and left the wilderness, he stayed in the air for a moment.

Tara Bodhisattva suddenly appeared and met them.

"...Tara Bodhisattva, do you know what kind of disaster the pilgrim encountered?"

When Guanyin Bodhisattva came this time, she secretly calculated with her fingers, but she had no idea what Tang Seng had encountered.

Moreover, under the arrangement of Guanyin and Sakyamuni, Tang Seng should not have died in the wilderness.

Walk another thousand miles.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has already made arrangements for Sun Wukong and Tang Monk and his disciples, and wants to test their Zen hearts!
exactly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva waited for Tara Bodhisattva to meet him, wanting to get to the bottom of things.

"I have seen Guanyin and heard from the Three Lives Buddha that there was a quasi-saint demon who borrowed the power of the great Dao to sweep away the mind and dreams of the pilgrims. This caused the pilgrims to suffer mental damage. Even the Buddha was unable to save them in time."

"However, Sun Wukong took action here!"

“I don’t know what kind of magical power or magic treasure that monkey used to kill that quasi-saint monster…”

Hearing what Tara Bodhisattva said, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was shocked.

The Three Buddhas were sent by the Tathagata Buddha to escort Tang Monk on his journey to the West. Needless to say, they had practiced a lot and possessed first-class supernatural powers.

But even so, after encountering the demon here, he was unable to protect Tang Seng.

It was Sun Wukong who took action and killed the monster.

How strange!

It was really dangerous.

If Sun Wukong hadn't taken action, or just sat back and watched as he did before, then Tang Seng...

"How can an ordinary quasi-saint demon escape the wise eyes of the Three Lives Buddha?"

"That evil spirit has its own great magical powers."

Tara Bodhisattva chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, would you like to borrow the Six Minds Light Spirit Transformation?" Tara Bodhisattva came to see Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, not just to inform him of something.

They also come with merits and spiritual treasures.

The Six-Mind Light Spirit Transformation he mentioned is exactly the top-grade spiritual treasure with innate merit relied upon by the Three Buddhas and used by the hidden Buddhas.

This treasure.

According to the Three Lives Buddha, it was a chaotic skin shed by a chaotic god and demon before the creation of the world. At the beginning of the creation of the world, after encountering all kinds of creation, it was contaminated by an innate light and ethereal energy of six senses when the universe was created, and it was transformed into a rare treasure.

It is best at covering up all living things in the world, leaving no trace and being as light as a gauze, so it is also called Six-Intention Zen Gauze!

Have this treasure in hand.

If there is no cause and effect left outside, even a saint will fail in his plan for thousands of years.

No wonder, even though Sun Wukong knew that there were Buddhists protecting Tang Seng all the way, he could not see their true appearance at all.

"There is no need to borrow this treasure urgently."

According to what Guanyin Bodhisattva thinks and wishes.

The golden hoop that had been refined by the two Western saints was already in their hands. After testing the Zen mind of the pilgrim, they would find an opportunity to invite Sun Wukong to enter the hoop.

But unexpectedly, something unexpected happened during the gathering.

Adding another difficulty!
For a moment, this also exposed the Buddhist sect's previous calculations. Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little unsure about what to do next.

If there is a first time, there will be a second time. No one dares to say whether there will be such surprises on the journey westward.

"The Great Dao is fifty days long and forty-nine days long. This is true! I still need to go back to Lingshan and report to my Buddha before I can make further plans."

"That's right. This demon has ruined my Buddha's great cause, so he should be annihilated. If my Buddha has any decree, I will have to trouble Guanyin Bodhisattva to go there again."

The eighty-one difficulties were set.

In fact, since Tang Monk left the Chang'an city gate, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhism already knew what was going on.

But among these nine difficulties, there is no one involving dream demon.

With so many twists and turns in life, Guanyin Bodhisattva naturally couldn't make up her mind as to how the pilgrim should overcome the hardships and tribulations next. It would require the Buddha Tathagata to speak out before a decision could be made.

Having experienced such a difficult time, naturally, the matter of testing one's Zen mind can only be put on hold for the time being.

……

Huangliji, Moon Rising Inn.

Not long after Guanyin Bodhisattva left, Tang Seng, who had been feeling unwell all over, seemed to suddenly get better, and soon he got up on his own.

I also drank half a bowl of porridge.

After lunch, Tang Seng felt much better and refused to keep him any longer.

We must set off immediately and continue our journey westward to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng tried to persuade Tang Seng several times, but they could not stand Tang Seng's stubbornness, and finally they had to set off in a hurry at noon.

However, after walking more than a hundred miles, we came to a fork in the road.

Tang Seng took the lead without asking the other three people. He turned his horse's head and headed towards the west intersection again.

Seeing Zhu Bajie whining, he wanted to speak up and try to persuade him.

Suddenly he turned around and jumped close to Sun Wukong, saying, "Brother Monkey, hurry up and stop them. The road is going north for another three or five miles..."

"Just go, don't you know what an old horse knows the way?"

I don’t care about that!

This is not the first or second time that Tang Seng has been so willful.

The first two times, Sun Wukong gave some advice, but now...

Are you free? It's not enough to waste your spit.

"Alas! What do you mean an old horse knows the way? The White Dragon Horse has never been here before... Brother Monkey, you just want to make fun of us!"

"Brother Monkey! No one listens to what I say, so go and talk to me. Junior Brother Sha, why don't you try to persuade Master? If we don't go to the right intersection, what will we do at night?"

At a glance, the wild road of dozens or hundreds of miles long led to nowhere. Except for Tang Monk, the three monsters and the horse in front of them had no idea.

Zhu Bajie thought that it would be faster to take the southwest intersection so that he could rest in a small town on the border at night.

This is also a good thing.

However, Tang Seng didn't even ask him a question.

"Brother Pig, we should listen to our master."

It is even more impossible to get Sha Seng to speak.

Zhu Bajie opened his big mouth, how could Tang Seng not hear him? Didn’t you see Tang Seng riding a white horse and walking happily now?

Sha Seng would never seek trouble.

"I know it! Tonight, I will stay with Master. Monkey brother, go find some food! Junior brother Sha, go get some water..."

Seeing that Sun Wukong and Sha Seng were not speaking in his favor, Zhu Bajie also started to get a little angry.

Immediately, tasks were assigned to Sun Wukong and Sha Seng.

The two of them didn't care at all.

After walking for more than a hundred miles, it was getting dark and they didn't see any people. The four of them and the horse had no choice but to spend the night in the wilderness.

At this time, Zhu Bajie diligently spread the felt cloth and invited Tang Seng to sit down.

Sun Wukong said hello and naturally went to the nearby mountains to find some fruits and corn for dinner.

It wasn't long since I left.

There was no sign of any evil wind or pneumatic force approaching, but when Sun Wukong turned around, before he descended from the clouds, he saw a "Sun Wukong" approaching Tang Seng, offering him fruits and food. Sun Wukong on the cloud couldn't help but blink his eyes a few times.

This is——the real and fake Monkey King? !
Sun Wukong vaguely remembered that it was after he passed the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain that he encountered the difficulty of the true and false Monkey King.

But now, Wanshou Mountain is still thousands of miles away.

As a result, when he went out to the wild to look for food, a monkey took the opportunity to take his place.

"Should you give him a stick?"

Upon seeing the six-eared macaque, Sun Wukong felt itchy to try, but then he changed his mind and thought that this was not a bad thing. "Since you, a monkey, can help me make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, it seems that it is not impossible for you to get the scriptures! Should I help you?"

Sun Wukong grabbed his ear hair, his eyes rolled around, and suddenly he stood up and left.

A journey of thousands of miles.

He actually arrived at the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, and suddenly descended from the clouds, knocked on the door and called softly, "Qingfeng Fairy, come and open the door for me, I'm here to visit my relatives."

If anyone else dared to come to the gate of Wuzhuang Temple so late at night, he would not even show courtesy and would knock on the door and shout like that.

I'm afraid that one of the disciples has already come out and captured him.

It was Sun Wukong that made everyone in Wuzhuang Temple feel that this was too normal.

"...Great Sage, why are you here?"

Soon, the two fairy children Qingfeng and Mingyue came to the door to greet him. "Great Sage, aren't you going to the West to obtain the scriptures? How come you have so much free time? Come in, come in, Great Sage, you've come at the perfect time. The master just said that he will go to Shangqingtian to attend a meeting tomorrow."

"What a coincidence! It seems that Lao Sun has arrived at the right time."

"Look, I came here in a hurry and didn't bring anything good. I found some fruits in the mountains and fields, just for you two fairy children to taste."

Qingfeng Mingyue has eaten all kinds of spiritual fruits and fairy fruits.

It can be seen that when Sun Wukong handed over a bag of wild fruits, he was honored to accept it.

There is nothing we can do.

Having lived in Wuzhuang Temple for decades, the two immortal children knew Sun Wukong's temper well, and they also knew that he didn't do it on purpose.

Following the breeze and bright moon, we entered the Wuzhuang Temple.

After meeting the immortal Zhen Yuanzi, Sun Wukong did not hesitate to pat his belly and said that he had not had dinner yet.

This made the immortal laugh, and he called Qingfeng Mingyue to serve wine and food.

During the banquet.

When the immortal Zhen Yuanzi saw Sun Wukong drink three cups of immortal wine, he spoke again, "Great Sage, are you here to wait for the pilgrim to arrive all the way west?"

Without leaving Wuzhuang Temple, the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi also knew some of the experiences of those who sought the scriptures along the way.

There were even some arrangements made in advance.

However, unexpectedly, this Monkey King was not normal and arrived at the Wuzhuang Temple alone early in the morning.

"Hehe, whether you wait for them or not, Lao Sun doesn't care."

"If that monkey can really go west for me, it will be a good thing." Sun Wukong sipped the wine in his mouth, and saw the immortal Zhen Yuanzi sitting beside him, laughing quietly, and said, "Immortal, do you know that I can't escape this disaster?"

"The Great Sage is different from ordinary people."

How could the great immortal Zhen Yuanzi not be aware of the various schemes of Buddhism?

If Sun Wukong could have been his replacement, all the previous right and wrongs would have been avoided.

The merits and achievements that Sun Wukong was born with are so great that only three or five people in the entire history of the world can compare with him.

It would be rare for Western Buddhism to let it go.

"Ha! Old Sun knew it!"

"Great Immortal, I heard that you are going to the Heavenly Palace tomorrow to participate in some kind of ritual. Did you save your precious fruit tree?"

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi shaking his head, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and suddenly understood.

This is specially waiting for Tang Monk and his party to come to Wuzhuang Temple, so they are not at home. But Sun Wukong has already eaten the ginseng fruit and knows this great immortal, so why should he perform this?
He couldn't be waiting for Zhu Bajie or Sha Seng to knock down his ginseng fruit tree.

He is willing to do that? !

"Great Immortal, have you made an agreement with the Westerners?"

After hearing what Sun Wukong said, the immortal Zhen Yuanzi, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly stretched out his hand and confused the surrounding secrets. Then he said, "You monkey, if you know everything, why bother to say it out? You've just caused more karma for nothing."

"Hehe, what karma? Don't I have enough karma? I don't need these. Great Immortal, I just can't figure it out. What can the Buddhist sect do that a great immortal like you who lives freely in the world has to give them some face."

"Aren't you afraid that your fruit tree will be in trouble?"

"What fruit trees were affected?"

When Sun Wukong saw the faint smile on Zhen Yuanzi's face suddenly disappear, he realized that he had spoken too much.

In other words, who knows what has not happened yet.

The difficulty set by the Buddhist sect and this great immortal has probably never been mentioned, and there may be unpredictable consequences.

"You monkey, can you predict the future?"

"No, no, I was just saying it casually, you can just listen to it casually."

What is reversing time and space may not be a big deal in other worlds.

But in the prehistoric times...

Countless Golden Immortals have, at some point in time, decided on the path to unify themselves and everything.

You want to reverse their time and space and change the origin of their Tao. Believe it or not, if you cast a spell alone, there will be countless Daluo Jinshan, or even Quasi-Saint Hunyuan, who will completely kill you from the long river of time and space!
Even it is possible that a saint could take action.

It is the same. Since the creation of the ancient world, no one has ever heard of any immortal or god who could go far through cultivation.

But it cannot be retrieved or reversed, not to mention the future!

The saints set the laws of nature, and you still want to know the future and reverse it...

It’s such a great fortune.

"I have my own appointment, so I can't refuse it." Zhen Yuanzi looked at Sun Wukong carefully twice, but didn't ask any more questions. Only he knew what the deep meaning in his eyes meant. "This time in heaven, there is a saint named Sanshe Daoyou who will be giving lectures and discussions. If it's his turn, the Great Sage can also go with him."

There are really not many people in this world who can be called Taoist friends by Zhen Yuanzi.

As for those who could preach the Dharma in front of him, there were even fewer. The preaching of the three bodies of the saint was almost the same as the preaching of the saint himself.

Such an opportunity is something that even immortals and gods cannot ask for.

Listening to the Tao once may be better than practicing for hundreds of thousands of years!
"It's just that Old Sun doesn't have this fate."

"Great Immortal, you are most proficient in space, have you got any knowledge of the method of creating the world?" Sun Wukong suddenly thought of something and asked, "If the Great Immortal has such a wonderful method or experience, could you let me see it?"

Sun Wukong wanted to learn this method, of course, not for his own benefit.

He didn't have much world to open up, and even the shadow of the Chaos Pearl that he had opened up before didn't have much good fortune in that world until now.

Not to mention the creation of living beings by heaven and earth, even the endless fire, wind and water have not yet completely subsided.

I want to wait for the heaven and earth to create something new, but the wait is over.

Regarding this method.

Sun Wukong really didn't have many obsessions. What he was thinking about at the moment was whether he could help the Holy Mother Wu Dang. If he could borrow the space and the way of opening up from the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, perhaps his own sister's path to creating the law would be faster and easier.

"As for the law of space, there are 108 laws in my view! All of them can prove the way of Daluo."

"There are nine more methods that can lead to the truth of the Primordial Chaos. If the Great Sage likes, you can go and have a look. Then you can go and look for the clear wind and bright moon."

"As for the method of creating the world..."

The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi pondered for a moment before saying, "I do have a few different magical skills for opening up new realms, and I also have three methods that are vaguely related to this path. However, some of them are related to some past causes and effects. If the Great Sage just wants to borrow them to observe their mysteries and gain some merit, it would be no problem."

"But if you do this, you will suffer consequences in the future."

Sixty to seventy percent of some truly mysterious techniques come from the hands of innate gods and demons.

At that time, when the primitive world was just beginning, there were no Taoist ancestors or saints. The various great ways were almost flawlessly manifested between heaven and earth. Many innate sacred beings were unable to hold on. Naturally, each of them realized the truth and practiced, and deduced his own method and path.

It was the same. At that time in the ancient world, there were countless wonderful methods and magical powers, and countless innate sacred weapons running rampant in the world.

Zhen Yuanzi is a congenitally sacred being, and his teacher Yang Mei Daxian is even more so.

is also like this.

After tracing back to their origins, many of the methods handed down by Wuzhuang Temple can vaguely point to some of the wonderful methods of the past.

The method that can create the world is naturally different from ordinary methods.

What Zhen Yuanzi could give to Sun Wukong naturally came from the innate divine hand of that year.

"The cause and effect that can come from the mouth of a great immortal... seems to be very unusual?"

Seeing the immortal Zhen Yuanzi nod, Sun Wukong couldn't help but narrow his eyes and asked, "Will those causes and effects be very troublesome?"

Sun Wukong also understood Zhen Yuanzi's temper.

Since he is willing to take out his magic method and let me see it, if some related causes and effects can be erased, this great immortal will definitely help without hesitation.

He wouldn't even say a word.

Now that it’s said out loud, it’s naturally different.

"It's very troublesome! If one is not good, and practices his method to a certain extent, he will be you, and you will no longer be you." (End of this chapter)