Journey to the West: People are in heaven, working from nine to five

Chapter 1905 Battle, Xitian’s compensation
  Chu Hao's appearance was unexpected. After all, according to Xitian's speculation, he should be very busy with matters in Heaven.

But they didn't expect that Chu Hao had asked the Jade Emperor to withstand the pressure.

"It's nonsense." Chu Hao didn't believe Xitian's words.

At this time, Guanyin who was standing by explained: "Prison God, if this catastrophe ends so hastily, it will be harmful to Tang Sanzang's master and disciples. It is better to temper it a little more."

She didn't want this disaster to end so quickly.

After all, in the original plot, this disaster was left to Tang Sanzang and his disciples to solve, but as soon as Chu Hao took action, they immediately reaped the benefits.

"Even so, why didn't you inform me?" Chu Hao glanced at the Buddha's path.

In his opinion, as a protector, he should know this.

Wushu Buddha looked confused: "It happened for a reason, so I didn't inform you, the God of Hell."

Knowing that Chu Hao had calmed down, Wushou Buddha's voice also softened a lot. If it weren't for not wanting to provoke the other party, he would have shown a strong posture.

But Chu Hao still seemed dissatisfied. He looked at Wushou Buddha and said solemnly: "In the final analysis, the chance of this disaster should belong to my Taoism."

Although the Chanjiao has good relations with Xitian, and the Antarctic Immortal belongs to the Chanjiao, the Chanjiao is a Taoist force after all, and this opportunity should also belong to the Taoist sect according to the sage's decision.

The meaning of his words is also very obvious, that is, if Xitian intervenes, then the opportunity will belong to Buddhism.

Even if Chanjiao agrees, Chu Hao disagrees.

He has always only been able to blackmail others, not others to reap the benefits.

He expressed dissatisfaction with this behavior of "picking peaches".

These words shocked Wugou Buddha, and he said: "Prison God, this matter has been decided and cannot be changed."

"Who says it's not possible? It's just a defensive formation. I can just break it." Chu Hao said with disdain as he looked at the palace where Buddha Wushu had used his magical power.

"Absolutely not." Guanyin quickly stopped him.

If this is true, the disaster will no longer exist, and Sun Wukong can directly break into the palace and tell everything.

Buddha Wushu also said quickly: "Yes, Hell God, if you insist on doing it, I'm afraid you will disobey the way of heaven."

When things got to this point, Chu Hao actually realized that he couldn't interfere, otherwise it would trigger a backlash from heaven.

But he was in a very unhappy mood. Coupled with the tough-talking Antarctic Immortal, he stared at Wushou Buddha and said, "What should I do? I'm in a bad mood. How about you practice with me?"

"Practice? Hell God, are you kidding me?" Naturally, Wushou Buddha did not dare.

"You are one of the thirty-five Buddhas after all. Where is your courage? Take action." Chu Hao pressed forward step by step.

"But." Wusu Buddha still wanted to struggle.

But at this moment, a spiritual sword suddenly appeared in Chu Hao's hand.

His expression was solemn, and he clenched the spiritual sword tightly in his hand. A little bit of cold light shone on the blade, as if he was venting his unhappiness.

There was a firm determination in those deep eyes.

In front of him is an Immaculate Buddha, one of the thirty-five Buddhas, whose strength is self-evident.

This Buddha seems gentle, but he has great magical powers. Just a simple magical power can prevent Sun Wukong from entering the palace. His strength is also ranked among the top thirty-five Buddhas. I am afraid it is not the same as the original Baoguang Buddha. Up and down.

The two parties began to confront each other, the atmosphere became increasingly tense, and there was an air of uneasiness in the air.

Wushu Buddha knew that if he didn't let the other party take such a breath today, he might not be able to leave. Guanyin wanted to stop him, but when he saw Chu Hao's eyes of absolute despair, he knew that nothing he could say would be of any use.

Chu Hao fell into deep thought. He took a deep breath and focused his thoughts on the duel.

Wushou Buddha stared at him without moving at all, but Chu Hao felt a rebellious force surging in his body. He felt that his body was constantly shaking, and his soul seemed to be leaving the body...

This is one of the magical powers of the Immortal Buddha. He can directly affect the opponent's mind and disrupt the opponent's sight.

Knowing that there was no way to avoid it, the Buddha didn't want to be bullied like this, so he directly chose to deal with it head-on.

Chu Hao shook his head. Such confusion could be easily resolved for him.

After all, with his current state, he would have no problem dealing with a mere Buddha. Unless it was a Tathagata in a victorious posture, he might choose to avoid its sharp edge, but that was all.

He decided to use his true physical strength to fight this somewhat powerful enemy.

The moment he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the battle, a dazzling light appeared all over his body. Under that light, endless power was surging, making him feel stronger than ever before.

This is another kind of his magical power. This kind of magical power is still in the experimental stage. Now it's time to try it with this Buddha.

I saw the sword light suddenly rising up, piercing the air like a startling rainbow. The sword energy disturbed the space with excitement, and the surrounding void even began to crack.

Wusui Buddha took action without hesitation. Countless golden arcs condensed in the palm of his hand and exploded instantly, heading straight for Chu Hao.

Chu Hao looked calm and showed no signs of weakness. He swung the spiritual sword in his hand and slashed out, and a dazzling silver light came towards him.

Light pierced the sky, sword energy and arcs passed through, and the two forces collided, causing an astonishing explosion.

Countless amounts of energy surged, swallowing up everything around them in an instant.

The storm finally passed, and Chu Hao still stood there, with the spiritual sword on his body emitting a strange light.

The cassock on the body of the Buddha opposite him had already been torn with countless cuts, and his flesh and blood were in a very messy state.

He won!
  He defeated his opponent!

This is a matter of course, after all, the gap in strength lies here.

Wugou Buddha covered his chest, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly flowing around. Chu Hao's blow made him, the Buddha, very uncomfortable.

"Prison God, are you satisfied?" Buddha Wushu said solemnly.

In his opinion, a little injury is acceptable.

He could clearly remember that if this guy gets really angry, he doesn't care whether you are a Buddha or a demon, he will kill you directly.

Afterwards, he will give you a reason, a reason that you can't blame him for.

And this reason is reasonable and makes your death meaningless.

Therefore, Vulgar Buddha would rather get hurt and let the opponent vent his anger than dare to attack with all his strength.

After the experiment, Chu Hao looked at the scarred Buddha over there, shook his head and said, "I'm still unhappy."

As soon as these words came out, Buddha Wushu's face changed slightly, and he immediately asked: "What else does the Prison God want?"

"What else can this do? If this opportunity falls on your Buddhist sect, do you have to give me some compensation?" Chu Hao said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)