Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 97
In the dreamland of snow and mist, Layman Jingxuan concentrated on refining and transforming Lingzaosi, and became one with Hunyuan Wuji White Artifact, so naturally he didn't know what changes had taken place on Mount Sumeru.

I just feel that the spiritual power is running like a natural process, and the gurgling stream turns into water vapor and rises into the sky to condense into white clouds. There is also an unknown aura, reaching up to the sky, and traveling in the void among the bright stars.

At a certain moment, it turned into starlight and drizzle again.

Such repeated operation is a cycle.

I only feel that the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the white clouds gather and disperse, there is another reason, and everything goes round and round, endlessly.

I seem to have integrated into the world and become a part of nature.

The heart is diluted and peaceful, but there is no natural joy.

Wonderful!

It turns out that this is the Tao!

Layman Jingxuan expressed his heartfelt admiration.

While circulating in his body, the 33-day fortune-telling record was also changing.

Spiritual power seeped into the tall bamboo slips from the veins of the earth, gradually giving the pale yellow bamboo slips a hint of green.

The surrounding clouds are gradually growing, circling around like a fairyland.

And among the star vortices in the sky, the shape of a Hunyuan Wuji white embryo gradually condensed, like a baby curled up in the placenta, breathing out a huge amount of spiritual energy.

The continuous derivation makes the Lingzao Division full of infinite vitality.

"Whoo~"

Layman Jingxuan breathed out at the same frequency as the baby, exhaling a mouthful of white mist.

After a 36-week cycle, he now feels that his fit with Lingzaosi has improved a step further.

Mobilizing the power in the root spiritual vein is as simple as breathing.More importantly, as long as he is willing, he can condense a spiritual material like Huang Longyu at any time.

It's just expensive, it's more like a part from your own body.

"It's done,"

The old man's eyes flickered, and he clapped his palms and sighed, "It's worth my thousand years of hard work, this game is finally done!"

This round?

Layman Jingxuan was immersed in the state of the unity of man and nature, and he hadn't fully regained consciousness, only felt that the old man had something to say.

The game he was talking about was not just as simple as refining the Lingzaosi himself.

"When you ascend to the realm of immortality, you need to sort out the context and reshape the foundation. The Refining and Spiritual Creation Division can kill two birds with one stone!"

The old man changed the subject, "It's almost time, let's prepare for the Westward Journey!"

"What is there to prepare for Journey to the West?"

Calculated according to the time in the world, it is only a few years, but in the sky, it is only a few days.

Go out for a short hike, it's that easy.

"Hum,"

The old man began to taunt again, "You say you don't have enough vision, and you are always unconvinced. You really haven't opened your eyes to see the world! Do you think that others are fools when you are tossing around like this with Little Star Master? Now Journey to the West, just like you imagine Yes, it's not the same thing at all!"

really?
Layman Jingxuan was dubious about the old man's words, but at the same time, there was a faint expectation in his heart.

If it really kills a monster with a stick, it's really meaningless.

This layman wants to see, what you said is not the same thing, how different it is.

The next day.

At the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, two special guests came.

Holding an umbrella and wearing a mask.

One of them is still complaining,
"The air in the world is so turbid, and the sun is so poisonous, walking around here is as uncomfortable as not taking a bath for three days!"

This is too two.

Layman Jingxuan scoffed.

What do you know, what you want is this turbid smoke!

But he didn't say that.

After passing a jujube forest, you will arrive at the foot of the mountain where Wukong lives.

The jujube tree he changed before has grown luxuriantly and fruitfully.

Around it, there is a verdant jujube forest.

It is exactly: the years in the mountains are easy to pass, and the prosperity of the world has been thousands of years.

Counting the time, Wukong has been here for nearly a hundred years.

In heaven, it was only a little over three months.

This time, Layman Jingxuan lent the Queen Mother the opportunity to restore the "Long Scroll of Di Sha Brahma's Feast" to go down to the realm, just to find Wukong and Xiaoxingzhu to catch up on the past.

Wukong is still the same as he was 100 years ago, his eyes are half-closed, there are yellow flowers on his head, and a blade of grass is biting in his mouth, he seems to be in a daze.

"Great Sage, Great Sage?"

Layman Jingxuan greeted him from afar.

"Pfft~"

Wukong spat out the blade of grass in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of layman Jingxuan, "Have you been demoted too?"

"No, I'm here on a business trip, my lord, I have a wonderful idea, I guarantee you can make money while traveling west!"

Layman Jingxuan took out the jug and several medium-sized flat peaches.

"Ok?"

Wukong's eyes lit up, he has no concept of money, but after so long under the Five Elements Mountain, birds faded out of his mouth,

"Up, down!"

While speaking, he opened his mouth and sucked a flat peach into his mouth, without spitting out the core, he swallowed it directly.

"My lord, listen to me,"

Layman Jingxuan hurriedly poured wine, and said, "On the journey to the West, clothing, magic tools, and other expenses are all sponsored by the Department of Spiritual Creation. Then, when you are hunting monsters, you only need to say: Produced by the Department of Spiritual Creation, It must be a high-quality product, copying the magic weapon, you deserve it. If you don’t have this magic weapon, I don’t know how many wrong roads you will go... Just do it!”

Wukong squinted his eyes with contempt on his face,

"You are like a beggar, the old grandson can't do it!"

Hey!

Layman Jingxuan had expected such a reaction from Wukong, and immediately took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "Then let's change a few slogans, you see, these are all options..."

Goku didn't even look at it, turning his eyes to the other side.

Layman Jingxuan followed his gaze and turned to look~
I saw a monk wearing a gray cloth monk's robe and wearing sandals, appearing on the other side of the jujube forest.

"I haven't seen you for many years. Is the benefactor all right?"

This…….
Layman Jingxuan and Wukong both froze at the same time.

It's Little Star Master, he's here too?
According to the original plot of Journey to the West, Sanzang's first nine reincarnations were all eaten by Drifting Monks as Buddhist scriptures, so he is here to die again?

"You came at the right time, just in time to discuss the commercial westward journey!"

Layman Jingxuan hurriedly said hello.

"Business Journey to the West?"

The little star master looked confused, "On the way to learn the scriptures, there is only a poor monk, and his life and death are uncertain. How about a business law?"

Do you really not understand, or are you pretending to be confused?
Layman Jingxuan stared at Little Star Master, and suddenly discovered that he was different from his previous life.

Began to become dull, and his eyes were a little dull.

Gradually change in the direction of the real Tang Sanzang.

Could it be that the Ninth Nirvana Dafa changed not only the rolling curtain, but also the little star master himself?

Layman Jingxuan kept having doubts in his heart, and was thinking about how to ask.

In the distant sky, a rainbow light suddenly appeared, piercing the sky.

When he came close, he turned into a young monk in red robes, with the light of wisdom shining on his head, and seven giant snakes circling behind him spewing out letters.

"Poor monk Nagarjuna, one volume of Kongmingzang is better than ten thousand volumes of the Tathagata Dharma. Tripitaka, you are willing to follow the poor monk, open the precedent of Mahayana Buddhism, spread the righteous Dharma in the last days, and save thousands of believers from the fire and water ?”

Nagarjuna Bodhisattva took a lotus step by step, and slowly came to stand above the jujube forest, and uttered amazing words.

To this, Layman Jingxuan's first reaction was: Why does this person look like a pyramid scheme?

"The Tathagata's trick is just to deceive some ignorant women and children. There are tens of thousands of volumes in the Tripitaka, and how many of them are what he said, most of which are nonsense. The only Dharma?"

Nagarjuna directly ignored Wukong and Layman Jingxuan, and asked the little star master a serious question.

"This... poor monk is stupid, poor monk doesn't know."

Little Xingzhu clasped his hands together and lightly proclaimed the Buddha's name. As for what he was thinking in his heart, no one could figure it out.

Oh?
Nagarjuna fixed his eyes and was about to speak.

Another stream of light appeared in the distance.

Straight across the jujube forest, came in front of several people.

"The stone hut is the headquarters of heavenly weapons, how can the Director of Creation, how dare he open the record of creation and seal the magic weapon? Layman Jingxuan, are you guilty?"

who are you?

Layman Jingxuan looked at a stone hut the size of a Buddhist altar in front of him, and felt a little helpless for a while.

Where is this all?
Where did you come from, one or two of you? What does our business have to do with you?
"The world is undergoing drastic changes, and a great war is about to break out. We are all here to put an end to the disaster of war!"

The stone hut turned around, and it looked like a stone niche on the back, and inside the stone niche, like a sculpture, stood a statue holding a stone sword.

The voice came from the statue's mouth.

"You are all people of fate, but you have not been tested, and you will not be convinced after all. Why don't we take a gamble, talk about Buddhism, talk about weapons, if you lose, then the trip to the West will be over, and you, How about taking off the signboard of Lingzaosi and acknowledging that Shilu is the authentic weapon of the world?"

Bodhisattva Nagarjuna communicated with Shilu for a brief period of consciousness, and reached an offensive and defensive alliance in an instant, trying to intimidate the little star master and defeat the spirit master.

Journey to the West has not yet started, has the catastrophe already arrived?

Layman Jingxuan cast a questioning look at Xiao Xingzhu, but the latter looked dull, as if turning a blind eye.

(End of this chapter)