Chapter 36: Hitting the Buddhist Bamboo Pole

Seeing him stop talking and shut his mouth, Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel curious.

What kind of treasure is the Ruyi Glass Lamp?

Can you become immortal by eating it?
"Go on."

"Okay, that's all the props we have, as long as..."

Sun Wukong interrupted, "Let's talk about the Glazed Lamp."

King Chujiang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "The Ruyi colored glaze lamp is engraved with bird and insect patterns, but its use is still unknown. I guess it might be a treasure."

When he mentioned the Ruyi Glazed Lamp, he suddenly paused, probably because he had let his mouth slip. Sun Wukong thought to himself, and said something like this should be a treasure.

I think it's probably a good baby.

"King Chujiang."

"You say." Seeing that there was a chance, King Chujiang became more polite.

"Give me 5000 sets of those props you just mentioned."

“What!” King Chu Jiang’s voice suddenly rose: “Sun Wukong, you… you should not go too far!”

He patiently introduced for a long time, just wanting to give something to coax Sun Wukong to withstand all the thunders in the underworld.

But no one expected that Sun Wukong would ask for such a huge amount of money.

I couldn't help it for a moment.

He pointed at Sun Wukong with his eyes wide open, and said angrily: "There are not even 5000 sets in the underworld, how can they give you so many?"

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered that he had something to ask of him, and continued with a softer tone:

"I can give you five sets of the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen. Actually, one set is enough. It can be used indefinitely, which means it is a set of magic tools.

I can give you 20 sets of Soul-Catching Iron Chains and Netherworld Pearls. I can give you at most one Yin-Yang Mirror, and ten Netherworld Mirrors. How do you think?"

"Where is the Ruyi Glass Lamp?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

Seeing that he was about to take the blame, King Chujiang no longer cared to discuss with the other kings of hell. He waved his hand and said, "Here you go, here you go."

"Then get ready quickly."

King Chujiang flicked his sleeves and walked out of the cell angrily.

The moment he turned around, the anger on King Chujiang's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the monkey did as Ksitigarbha said, and he took the bait.

I just don’t know what the function of this glass lamp is, and what is the purpose of going through all means to deliver this treasure to Sun Wukong.

……

cell.

After a busy period, under the leadership of King Chujiang.

A string of little ghosts filed in, all holding trays with various props of the Six Paths of Reincarnation on them.

King Chu Jiang pointed at the tray and said, "Sun Wukong, take a look at the quantity."

Sun Wukong swung his sleeves, and the props on the tray flew into his sleeves.

He performed the "Universe in the Sleeve" from the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang.

Although he could only use a little bit of his skills, it was still easy for him to take in some dead things.

After putting away the props, he took out the curved, tile-shaped Ruyi glass cup and studied it carefully.

This thing exudes a strange colorful luster.

It is engraved with bird and insect characters.

But after looking at it for a while, I still couldn't understand it at all.

He knocked again, and the glass lamp immediately made a crisp buzzing sound.

Neither gold nor stone...

King Chujiang glanced at him and waved his hand in disdain: "Come with me, finish it quickly and I will send you back to the world of the living."

Sun Wu scratched his head and pretended to be surprised: "What do you mean finish it quickly?"

"To change the Book of Life and Death."

"What?" Sun Wukong stared with his monkey eyes in surprise: "You are not crazy, are you? Changing the Book of Life and Death is a serious crime."

King Chu Jiang was dumbfounded.

He was stunned for a long while, his lips turned white with anger.

"You, you, you...Sun Wukong!" His voice suddenly rose: "Do you want to be a person who does not keep his word?"

Sun Wukong scratched his hairy head and pretended to be dull:
"What do you mean? You arrested me randomly, shouldn't you give me something to make amends?"

"You...okay, okay! Hahaha..." King Chujiang laughed loudly, looking crazy, as if he was mad with anger.

After laughing for a while, he glared at him hatefully, flicked his sleeves and walked out.

Walking into the next cell, the nine kings of hell seemed to be spitting fire from their eyes. They were in no hurry to take back the reincarnation props they gave to Sun Wukong.

He can't run away anyway.

It's just that Sun Wukong wanted this and that, but after a long time he got the wrong idea, so they were happy for nothing.

The time is almost up.

They couldn't help but think of Ksitigarbha's words again, that they must end it tonight.

Everyone was suddenly angry and anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

After a while, the ten kings of hell all collapsed on their chairs, their eyes wide open, and no one spoke...

……

cell.

Sun Wukong took the Ruyi Glass Lamp, looked at it for a while, and then put it into his sleeve.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With these things, it is enough to create a small underworld.

This trip was not in vain.

As for the Book of Life and Death?
Whoever wants to change it can change it.

Whoever wants to burn it can burn it.

I don't burn.

I, Old Sun, only take the right path and never take the crooked path.

After getting a batch of treasures, Sun Wukong was in a good mood. He leaned against the wall and thought about taking another nap.

Just as I closed my eyes, a solemn voice sounded in my ears.

"Excellent, all Tathagata..."

Sun Wukong was shocked. Are those bald monks going to take action themselves?

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the cell was empty.

Suddenly, a black lotus platform gradually became real and appeared in the air.

Then, a man who looked like a monk with a compassionate expression slowly appeared on the lotus seat with his hands clasped together.

Sun Wukong thought and decided to pretend.

He immediately stood up and put his hands together: "I am Sun Wukong, may I ask the monk's name?"

"Everyone here calls me Ksitigarbha."

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" Sun Wukong pretended to be respectful and bowed hastily, but he was thinking in his heart, let's see what tricks this bald monk from Buddhism can play.

"That's good, that's good."

A few days ago, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva listened to Sun Wukong's words about life and death and had a very good impression of him.

I have always felt that the prosperity of Buddhism must be due to him.

Seeing him being very respectful at this time, he couldn't help but smile and nodded repeatedly: "Wukong, do you know what a kalpa is?"

"I don't know. Please enlighten me, Bodhisattva."

Sun Wukong sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands clasped together, looking like he was willing to learn.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled and nodded: "Those who should be born cannot be born, those who should die do not die, and those who should be reincarnated are wandering in the underworld. All these will cause the way of heaven to be disordered.

Once the laws of nature become disordered, resentment will surely grow between heaven and earth.

In this way... the way of heaven will definitely be unbalanced. Then the gods and Buddhas in heaven will fall into reincarnation, all races in the world will suffer, and ghosts from the underworld will roam everywhere.

This is called the kalpa of measurement. "

Oh my goodness! Sun Wukong was shocked. Are you asking me to bear the calamity?

What virtue and ability do I, Sun Wukong, have?

After all this time, burning the Book of Life and Death is just to eliminate some of the disorder in the way of heaven and the resentment that is rising from the sky.

This... With my small body, a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal, I can't handle it.

All the gods and Buddhas in the world really think highly of me.

I'd better take the right path.

Whoever wants to resist, let them resist.

He immediately clasped his hands together, pretended to be compassionate, and let out a long sigh:

"Amitabha... All sentient beings suffer, and only I, the Buddha, can save them."

When Ksitigarbha heard him say this, his eyes lit up.

This boy has a very high level of comprehension and is destined to join our Buddhist sect.

(End of this chapter)