I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

"Although I had expected my old mentor to arrange something, I didn't expect him to arrange you."

Sometimes Sun Wukong really felt helpless. When he looked at Tongtian Jiaozhu in front of him, he did not feel any fear or awe. Instead, he just wanted to lie on the ground in a "big" shape and just give up.

Whoever wants to seek the scriptures can do so. I don't want to play this game anymore.

It would be fine if there were so many Three Corpse Quasi-Saints at the beginning, but except for Kong Xuan, there was no one who really needed to be fought. In fact, even Kong Xuan did not take him seriously.

But what's going on with this Master Tongtian blocking the way?

He holds a fishing drum, a purple hammer, a heart-piercing lock and a six-soul banner in his hands, sits on a majestic Kuiniu, and behind him are the four swords of Zhu Xian that are full of murderous aura.

This looks like a posture of fighting to the death with the saint.

"Don't talk nonsense, bald donkey. I have a hatred for your Western Church. During the Conferred God War, you secretly did something behind my back, harmed many of my disciples and kidnapped many of them. My inner sect disciple has become the Tathagata Buddha..."

"Then you can go to the Western Religion. Yes, Duobao Taoist has become the leader of Buddhism. Doesn't this mean that the Western Religion is yours?" Sun Wukong interrupted while lying on the ground: "If you convert Tathagata Buddha back to Duobao Taoist, then wouldn't the Western Religion become the Shangqing Daoist lineage?"

"you……"

"Besides, do you have a deep hatred for the Western Church? Isn't it Yuanshi Tianzun who has a deep hatred for the Western Church? Most of your disciples were killed by the Chan Church, and Duobao Taoist was saved by the Saint of Morality. The only hatred may be that the two saints of the West helped you two brothers break the Zhuxian Sword Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

Sun Wukong was already in a bad situation, so he just said: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The Western religion has destroyed the Chan religion. Logically, you and the West should be good friends.

Now we are also followers of Mahayana Buddhism. Although we do not worship Tathagata Buddha, we are nominally under his leadership. We are a family, uncle. Judging from the relationship between my master and Daozu, you are my dear master!"

"I'm speechless when you say that..." Tongtian Jiaozhu was a sincere man, but he couldn't catch up with Sun Wukong, who had followed Yang Gui for hundreds of years. In their time in the ancient times, there were no such twists and turns.

The competition is about who has the bigger fist, who has the sharper weapon, and who has the final say. Trying to beat around the bush? Just chop it off with a sword. Once the head is chopped off, it will be much more straightforward.

The great wizard Xingtian's head was lost just like that.

When it comes to talking, Tongtian Jiaozhu is his absolute weakness.

But what to do? The show must go on.

"Hey! You monkey, stop trying to show off your verbal skills. I will kill you and then go to the West to seek revenge on the traitor Tathagata!" The Patriarch Tongtian's eyes were wide open, and he picked up the Zhuxian Sword and was about to chop off Sun Wukong.

"Please, please." Sun Wukong continued to lie on the ground and act miserable.

What should he do? How can he interfere in the grudges between saints?
It's damn good to die.

Anyway, his teacher can get it back for him.

As for whether the others are dead or alive, and whether there is a way to resurrect them, that is not something we can control.

He doesn't care if there is anyone to take care of him.

"Oh, Grandpa Monkey, please don't do that. Taoist, Saint, look at me. My name was Bian Zhuang in my previous life. I was the Marshal of the Heavenly Palace. Now I am reincarnated as Zhu Ganglie. I am also stupid and can't do anything big, but as long as the Saint has the order, I, the old pig, will go through fire and water without hesitation. Tell me what we can do to help you, Taoist."

Zhu Bajie was full of fear of death. This was not Zhu Bajie's fault, because indeed, even Sun Wukong did not know whether Zhu Bajie would be resurrected if he really died.

Zhu Bajie has never been an important character. With the current configuration of the pilgrim group, it has been difficult for him to get any attention in the group and he is usually just a marginal figure.

This is not the fault of the other four members of the pilgrimage group. Although they don't treat Zhu Bajie as their own brother or son, they definitely help him with all their might.

They wanted to give Zhu Bajie a share of everything, including skills, magical powers, treasures, medicinal materials, and elixirs. They urged Zhu Bajie to practice every day, and whenever he asked for something related to practice, the great masters of the pilgrimage group would try their best to get it for him.

Even when they passed by Wuzhuang Temple, they gave him the ginseng fruit from the original vine tree. He ate one and thought it didn't taste good, so Sun Wukong shamelessly asked for two more. He drank one by dissolving it in water in the right way, and grabbed the other by the pig's head and made him chew it bit by bit to taste it carefully.

That's it, what else can I do? I can say that I have done my best. This is the least I can do for my own son.

And what about Zhu Bajie?

Every day he just slacks off, doesn't practice, doesn't learn any supernatural powers, feels tired after taking a few steps, and complains about the pain after taking a few hits.

That's the thing.

If you give up on yourself, others will naturally look down on you.

After a long time, the pilgrims really didn't take him seriously. If they encountered a risk and couldn't hold on any longer, they would usually throw Zhu Bajie out first and ask their opponents if they wanted to eat him.

If there is enough food, just let them go.

Zhu Bajie also knows that he is not welcome, but he is also a veteran in the officialdom and he has his own philosophy of survival.

He felt that they were just colleagues and there was no need to make himself suffer just to be liked by these people.

Yes, they are powerful and have a powerful background, but so what? I was Marshal Tianpeng before and I was doing well; it's not bad to marry a wife in Gao Village. Not to mention now, once the human-demon friendly city of Beijuluzhou is established, I can be comfortable as a wild monster.

Why? There is no need.

Even if Sun Wukong, the chief disciple of the Heavenly Dao, values ​​him, what does that mean? Can he become a saint?

Zhu Bajie knew his own capabilities very well. He understood that even if Hongjun came in person and sent him a ray of Hongmeng purple energy, he would not be able to become a saint.

If that's the case, why bother making such a fuss? Taiyi Jinxian and Daluo Jinxian, aren't they all Jinxian? What's the difference between them and a Jinxian like me? Since I've already achieved immortality, then I'll just leave it as it is.

How many kings and emperors in the world practice Taoism just for longevity and freedom? We practice hard to become immortals, isn't it just to do whatever we want in heaven and come and go freely?
Why do you have to torture yourself?
Sun Wukong and the others naturally knew that there was nothing wrong with Zhu Bajie's idea. People cannot demand others with their own will, which is a tyrant. That's why they allowed him to continue to join the pilgrimage group to gain merit, otherwise he would have been kicked out long ago.

But now it was a life-and-death situation, and Zhu Bajie couldn't help but use his brain.

To others, it might just be an ordinary formality of acting, but he knew in his heart that the appearance of the saint was not that low-profile, and it was normal for him to kill a few small demons and fairies with poor cultivation during the performance.

If I die, no one will save me.

He can only save himself.

After Zhu Bajie spoke, Tongtian Jiaozhu also breathed a sigh of relief. At least there was finally someone to accompany him to continue the show.

Otherwise, did he really kill Sun Wukong, Tang Seng and others?
That is meaningless. A saint has long passed the stage where his emotions guide his actions.

This is the destiny determined by Heaven, and in the face of the temptation to transcend the constraints of Heavenly Saints and move towards true Hunyuan Daluo, he can endure even the greatest anger.

He even agreed to cooperate with Yuanshi Tianzun, so would he be angry because of Sun Wukong's poor performance?

Finally, there was someone to help him advance the plot, and Tongtian was so happy that he couldn't contain himself.

"Well~ you are not stupid, you are very smart." Tongtian Patriarch praised Zhu Bajie.

A veteran official is not completely useless. He knows how to get the most benefits at the lowest cost. It is not a skill to just work hard. It is a skill to get the attention of the leaders.

Now, Zhu Bajie has attracted the attention of Tongtian Jiaozhu.

"Good boy, go to the West to report to the Buddha and ask him to give me an explanation. Otherwise, I will destroy Lingshan!" Tongtian Sect Master ordered.

"Okay, okay, okay, I understand!" Zhu Bajie breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that his life was saved. No matter whether the following issues could be resolved or how they were resolved, it had nothing to do with him. Asking him to go to the West Heaven to report to the Buddha was like throwing Guo to the Buddha.

"Everyone, can you please move forward?" Zhu Bajie said after looking at the group of people seeking the scriptures.

Although the pilgrims looked down on Zhu Bajie, the reason they looked down on him was because he didn't work. Now that Zhu Bajie has to work, they are being sloppy and refusing to cooperate because they despise him. Aren't they the same kind of people as Zhu Bajie?

So no one said anything. Sun Wukong grabbed Zhu Bajie's shoulder and said, "Since you have agreed to the request of the Saint, then you should come with me. Sanzang, Sha Seng, and the Dragon Prince are waiting here, so that the Saint can help protect them."

“Ah? Aaaah!”

Zhu Bajie's screams instantly resounded through the sky.

Sun Wukong's speed was so fast that even his screams did not stop, and the two of them had already appeared on Lingshan Mountain, at the entrance of the Leiyin Temple.

"Hey, you pig-monkey monsters, where are you from? How dare you fly on the clouds in Lingshan?" At that time, King Kong and the monk stopped Sun Wukong and asked.

"Fuck off!"

Sun Wukong is not the cowardly monkey in the original novel who showed off his power when he saw the Heavenly Palace, felt aggrieved when he went to Lingshan Mountain, and could scold and abuse even the likes of Vajra and Galan at will.

There is no tight hoop on his head, and even if there was, it would not be able to control him as his strength is comparable to that of a quasi-saint.

Going to work is annoying enough, and now I have to deal with a few such blind lunatics.

Sun Wukong opened his hand and waved it. A huge force came and swept up these ignorant bald men. They flew directly into the sky, and no one knew where they landed.

"Tathagata, come out!"

Sun Wukong stood at the gate of the Leiyin Temple with his hands on his hips and shouted.

Although his strength was nothing compared to Tathagata's, theoretically speaking, Tathagata could be considered his senior brother in the Xuanmen sect. Moreover, this time it was Tongtian Sect's leader who was looking for him, and it affected himself. Sun Wukong could do nothing but block the door, and even if he pointed at him and cursed him, it would be fine.

"The Buddha is out with other senior executives for team building and is not at home. Please come back another day."

An impatient voice sounded, and the gate of the Leiyin Temple was wide open. Inside, there was no one. A monk came out and waved his hand, trying to drive Sun Wukong away like he was chasing a fly.

"Who are you?" Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and looked at the man.

"I am Vairocana Buddha." This person was the Vairocana Buddha who had a mortal feud with Yang Gui. He had caused Hongjun's gate of time travel to cut off one of his hands, almost killing Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng.

Ever since Yang Gui came here, this kid found out that everyone in the Western Heaven was isolating him.

He was filled with resentment, but he couldn't vent it.

People just ignored him intentionally or unintentionally, but they didn't deprive him of his title of Buddha. If he really had something to do, would he, a quasi-saint who had just entered the second corpse, rely on him to fight against the saint of heaven?

It is only by relying on the good fortune of a great sect that Heaven can be wary of it.

So even though Mahavairocana has reached this state now, and Tathagata Buddha suddenly took all the main Buddhas, deputy Buddhas and some Bodhisattvas of the Western Paradise Mahayana Buddhism out for team building, he still shamelessly stayed in Lingshan and acted as a goalkeeper.

Even though he didn't know when Tathagata had agreed that all the top leaders of the Western Paradise would go out for team building, he didn't know where they were going and what they were going to do, and he didn't know how long they would be gone.

If an ordinary person encountered such a situation, he would definitely find it hard to bear the hatred in his heart. Not to mention resisting, he would at least give up the job long ago.

But Vairocana Tathagata didn't. He was now very relaxed. As long as he stayed in the Western Paradise, he was still the Buddha. If he left the Western Paradise, he would be nothing. And he might even be killed by the saint.

The fact that Yang Gui is the Heavenly Dao is no longer a secret in the circle of powerful quasi-saints. Everyone knows that this Saint Yang, the prince of Zixiao Palace, will take over the mantle of Taoist Hongjun and take charge of the Heavenly Dao in the future.

Therefore, the Sun Tathagata was not afraid of Yang Gui. After dealing with Hongjun for so many years, these quasi-saints also knew how to deal with the Heavenly Dao.

But Yang Gui is not Hongjun. Yang Gui has a saintly wife, and this saintly wife is one of the two saints he created.

This person can create a saint.

Vairocana Tathagata was afraid that he would not die at the hands of a saint like Hou Tu, but at the hands of some quasi-saints of the Three Corpses who wanted to curry favor with Yang Gui and achieve sainthood with the help of Yang Gui.

Then he would be really wronged.

After finally surviving the primitive ignorance and chaos and reaching the civilized world and peaceful times divided by four continents and three realms, how come I didn't die in ignorance but died in the civilized world?

That's too ironic.

"Oh, I pay my respects to the Buddha." Sun Wukong was happy when he looked at Vairocana Tathagata. He also knew this person.

Although Yang Gui had not told him anything in particular, he had heard a lot of things during his years in Heaven. The Jade Emperor had also personally told him that this man had a grudge against his master, so if they met him on the journey to obtain the scriptures in the future, he must not hold back.

"Master, don't worry, I will get rid of this Vairocana Tathagata for you!" (End of this chapter)