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Chapter 225: Journey to the West~! Barrett's Peak Battle - Monthly Ticket Bonus Chapter (Part 2)
Chapter 225: Journey to the West~! Barrett's Peak Battle - Monthly Ticket Bonus Chapter (Part 2)
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"Exactly!"
Barrett Patriarch glared, "I'm an idiot!"
"Why not use the word 'treasure' to deceive them?"
"However, Brother Tang's words make sense. Four disciples are appropriate, but five... It does feel like one too many."
"Then it's settled."
"Let's split up here."
Barrett Patriarch said, "Brother Tang, let's part ways here. You can wait for news near the Minor Western Heaven."
"We'll create a big commotion along the way. When the time comes, you'll surely notice it."
“Once we start the fight, you can make your move.”
“By then, with your concealment technique and the fun gadgets I gave you, you should be able to successfully make your move and retreat unscathed.”
“After that, you should leave.”
“Let’s not meet again to avoid drawing attention to ourselves.”
“As for me and the others...”
“It’s our fate.”
“Whether we live or die, succeed or fail, it’s no longer important. At least, we have tried and fought hard.”
“Remember, remember!”
Lin Fan was moved and couldn’t help but say, “Senior, perhaps there are other ways. Why not discuss it further?”
He didn’t know what Gatlin Bodhisattva had done in the past, nor did he know what he had done before coming to this world. However, at least from the time they met until now, Gatlin Bodhisattva’s character was truly commendable.
Dominant... Indeed, he was rather domineering. But he wasn’t unreasonable. In the underworld, he was reasonable and trustworthy, which was commendable.
If it succeeded, it would be fine, but if it failed...
There would likely be no more meeting.
He tried to persuade him again.
“Perhaps there are other ways, but I can’t wait any longer.”
Gatlin Bodhisattva waved his hand, “I trust you with this task.”
“Don’t worry about me having any ill intentions.”
“Actually, I just can’t stand their corruption and darkness. I don’t want them to use those resources for more despicable deeds.”
“Let you take them away, settle all accounts, and I can owe you a favor as well.”
Lin Fan was moved.
He then asked, “So... what can I help with?”
“If there’s anything you can help with...”
“Should I succeed, you don’t need to do anything. If we meet again in the future, just invite me for a good feast of wine.”
“But if I fail...”
“Once the Buddha Sect explodes, if you have the ability, do me a small favor. Find a few bald donkeys who haven’t been corrupted or have ill intentions, and protect them. Leave a lineage for the Buddha Sect.”
Lin Fan was shocked.
These words... The Buddha Sect is almost synonymous with the Western Region! But from Gatlin Bodhisattva’s words, it seems once it explodes, the entire Buddha sect will be completely destroyed? The entire Western Region will be destroyed?
What kind of despicable deeds have these great monks been doing, and what kind of hidden dangers do they have! So terrifying! Too damn scary!
“You don’t have to be too worried.”
“It’s not a demand, just a favor if you can manage it.”
“Even if you can’t help, it’s fine.”
“Speaking of which, with the current state of the buddhist sect, once the explosion happens, countless homes will be extinguished, and it won’t be a case of injustice.”
Gatlinbodhisattva dug his nostril, flicked his finger, and the booger almost stuck to San Dian, making his face turn green.
“Go on, disciples, follow your master to the West to fetch the scriptures!”
He stepped forward, and his figure transformed.
From a rough old man with a fierce appearance, he turned into a refined, square-faced great monk, wearing a monk’s robe over his robes, looking scholarly and refined—provided you didn’t look into his eyes.
San Dian, Jiase, and Many Fish exchanged glances, unsure of what to say.
After bidding farewell to Lin Fan, they all followed along.
This journey, they were not in a rush, taking each step slowly.
Watching their backs, Lin Fan’s heart surged with a tidal wave of emotion.
“Before this, I was indeed somewhat worried and didn’t understand why Gatlinbodhisattva would do this. But now, it seems it’s because he’s utterly disappointed with the buddhist sect, hence he’s chosen this path.”
“Handing over the items...”
“To prevent those guys from showing off and planting more hidden dangers?”
“With this, everything makes sense.”
“However...”
“I hope you succeed.”
“...”
Lin Fan has already met many transmigrants.
Before this, those he met and confirmed to be transmigrants were all taken under his wing, and their relationship was good.
But the one he felt most ‘relaxed’ with and truly got along with was the recently acquainted Gatlinbodhisattva.
He had many flaws.
For instance, his favorite phrase was ‘fck your mother’ and other obscenities, his roughness, often not caring about details, and perhaps having done many bad deeds in his past life.
But when with him, it was truly the most relaxed.
It was a feeling.
He couldn’t explain why, but he had this feeling.
“Is there any way to help them?”
Lin Fan headed in another direction.
He was pondering in his heart.
He was thinking if there was any way to help.
...
“What concealment technique did you pass on to him?”
San dian asked curiously, “with his current cultivation, even the most advanced concealment technique of the mahayana Buddhism would be seen through, right?”
“Wanting to complete the plan is like a fool’s dream.”
“Indeed, the concealment technique of mahayana buddhism is strong, but many people practice it. A practitioner of the same technique can see through another’s concealment at a glance.”
“But...”
“Who said I passed him the concealment technique?”
Gatlin Bodhisattva sneered, “Fck, do you think I was just boasting about my Tang brother?”
“I said, he is destined to become a deity, a divine king... It’s not boasting, I truly believe so!”
“Again.”
“How do you speak? What is this ‘you and me’ stuff? Don’t you understand the rules?”
“Now, you should call me Master!”
“Master Tang Sanzang~”
San Dian: “...”
“I’m Tang Sanzang.”
“Entomb the heavens, entomb the earth, entomb all beings~”
“I throw the thunder tower!” Gatlinbodhisattva immediately spouted, “Don’t talk nonsense! Act the part, from now on, you are my great disciple, understand?”
"..."
"Yes, yes, yes," San Dian rolled his eyes. What else could he do but obey?
"From now on, you will be called Wukong."
San Dian: "???"
"Jiase, from now on, you will be called Bajie."
"Huh?"
Jiase was speechless.
Oh, great!
What the hell, I can't help but exclaim, "What the hell!"
It was supposed to be just a matter of abstaining, but you suddenly gave me the name Bajie? This is like sentencing me to death! If I abstain from everything, what's the point of living?
"Duoyu, you will be called Wujing."
Duoyu didn't seem to mind.
After all, it was just an act.
"Wait, I object!"
Jiase shouted, "Why do they get to be called Wukong and Wujing, while I'm stuck with the name Bajie?"
"It's because of your identity as my disciple, shouldn't I also be called Wu something?"
"Yes, Wugou." Patriarch Gatlin smiled enigmatically.
Jiase: "!!!"
Wugou? That's practically the same as being called useless! Why am I being called useless? I think you're targeting me!
"Stop talking nonsense, why are you staring?"
"Follow me, Master!"
They set off again, but San Dian muttered, "Shouldn't we change our appearances too? After all, you've already changed."
"There's no need for that."
"We're just a pretext, and when we take action, we must have a valid reason. That's all, it's not like we can't reveal our identities."
"Besides, even though I've changed my appearance, who wouldn't recognize me?"
Patriarch Gatlin waved his hand dismissively.
Not to mention, he was quite pleased with his new look.
After all, this was Tang Sanzang's appearance.
When it comes to handsomeness, perhaps everyone has a different perception.
But it's certain that Tang Sanzang has a majestic and handsome appearance.
Hmm~
At the very least, it's better looking than his original appearance as Patriarch Gatlin.
They continued on their journey.
With their speed, even if they slowed down and didn't rush, they still covered a vast distance in a short time and arrived outside a temple.
It wasn't a grand temple.
However, there were quite a few believers, and the temple had nearly ten thousand monks of various ranks.
"Amitabha..."
Patriarch Gatlin took the lead and found the abbot, greeting him with a cheerful smile, "I, Monk Tang Sanzang, from the East..." He coughed, "Let me start again. I, Monk Tang Sanzang, am the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi under the Buddha, and I have come to enlighten the people, propagate the Buddhist teachings, and seek the True Scriptures."
"Please, Venerable Abbot, grant me a favor."
"What kind of favor?"
The abbot inwardly cursed his bad luck.
First thing in the morning, and he has to deal with a lunatic! Although claims of being a reincarnation of a deity, receiving divine guidance, or having a deity appear in one's dreams are common in the Buddhist community, especially among those without much territory, almost every famous monk will boast about it to boost their reputation.
But they're all just hot air.
You actually believed it?
No one will say anything if you boast outside, but you come here to put on an act and expect to get benefits from me? How delusional!"
He secretly cursed him, and his words were equally harsh, "How can you prove that you are the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi?"
"Monks do not lie!"
Tang Sanzang had no solid evidence.
After thinking for a while, the only thing he could come up with was the phrase 'monks do not lie.'
After all, he didn't have much education, and even that was learned from Journey to the West.
The abbot was shocked.
Fcking hell, monks don't lie!
The abbot was also a monk.
After being a Great Monk for thousands of years, he knew whether monks lied, boasted, or told the truth.
"Where did this wild monk come from, daring to spout nonsense in my Banyan Tree Temple?"
"How am I spouting nonsense?"
"Abbot, don't talk nonsense!"
Tang Sanzang continued, "I have come to spread the Mahayana Buddhism."
"But if you don't understand Mahayana Buddhism, I also know a bit of martial arts."
The Banyan Tree Temple's abbot: " ( ￣～￣) ?!"
Great!
It seemed that this kid was here to cause trouble and pick a fight.
"This is outrageous!"
"Come, Arhat Formation! He dares to insult the heavenly gods and Buddhas. Today, we will make sure this crazy wild monk doesn't leave here alive!"
He shouted and waved his hand, and numerous martial monks rushed out, forming the Arhat Formation, ready to fight.
"Amitabha..."
"Amitabha..."
Tang Sanzang sighed, "It seems that you don't understand Mahayana Buddhism."
"Wukong..."
"Master~!"
If they were going to act, they might as well go all out.
San Dian rolled his eyes and appeared.
"Capture him!"
"Yes, Master!"
Just as San Dian was about to make a move, the Banyan Tree Temple's abbot suddenly exclaimed in shock and knelt down with a thud, "San, San Dian Master?!"
"How are you here?"
"Do you know me?"
San Dian was surprised.
He couldn't recall who the person in front of him was.
"I've seen you before, I've seen you!"
"During the journey to Todoshan, my master invited you to a meal. It was all a misunderstanding!"
The Banyan Tree Temple's abbot was almost scared out of his wits.
He didn't recognize Tang Sanzang.
But he knew San Dian!
What Wukong?
This was clearly the San Dian big shot! He had already reached the Ninth Stage tens of thousands of years ago. Who would dare to fight him?
Although he didn't know what the issue was, he was clear about one thing: only a fool would fight San Dian!
However, San Dian showed no mercy.
"I don't remember."
"Huff~"
He simply blew a breath~
And the entire Banyan Tree Temple instantly turned to ashes.
Whether it was the buildings or the Buddhas inside!
But...
The Buddhas, which should have been radiant and golden, were dim and lifeless when they were destroyed.
At this moment, all the monks were completely disabled, their cultivation utterly destroyed.
"What the...!"
The monks of Banyan Tree Temple, from the highest to the lowest, turned pale, their faces contorted in agony as they collapsed to the ground, despair written all over them.
All it took was a single breath!
But that breath blew away everything they had.
Not only was their cultivation destroyed, but even their foundation in the Dao was gone.
From now on, unless they encountered a heaven-defying prophecy, they would have to struggle and survive in the mortal world as ordinary people for the rest of their lives.
However, at this moment, they didn't dare utter a single harsh word.
This hatred and resentment were indeed irreconcilable.
But who would dare provoke someone who could achieve such a level with just a breath?
They didn't dare before they were disabled, and now, they dared even less.
After that single breath, San Dian retreated behind Gatlin Bodhisattva, observing with a blank expression as if this had nothing to do with him, as if he was merely a bystander.
"Wukong."
"You're too kind, why are you holding back?"
The abbot of Banyan Tree Temple and the others, in unbearable pain and despair, exclaimed, "What?!"
Damn! Are you even human?
You call this holding back?
In an instant, they felt like the whole world had turned dark.
Damn it, today is a day of unavoidable disaster, a day of certain death!
"Forget it, let's go."
Gatlin Bodhisattva didn't say more, stepping over Banyan Tree Temple and continuing westward, "Let's find the next one."
San Dian silently followed behind him.
Jiase and Many Fish also appeared, joining them.
The abbot of Banyan Tree Temple struggled to get up, and from a distance, his pupils contracted to the size of needles.
"He... who are they?!"
"How is this possible?!"
"Who could subdue them and make them willingly submit as disciples?"
"Could it be... the reincarnation of the Buddha's disciple, the Golden Cicada?"
He was stunned.
He had some experience, which allowed him to recognize these three ruthless individuals: San Dian, Jiase, and Many Fish.
But his mind couldn't comprehend how these ruthless individuals would submit to another as disciples under any circumstances.
Unless, of course, it was truly the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada.
Unfortunately, from this day forward, everything had nothing to do with him anymore.
He sighed and instructed the many monks who were slowly getting up, "Disperse, everyone. Go back to your homes. From now on, Banyan Tree Temple no longer exists. You will all return to secular life, so go!"
After giving these orders, he didn't linger, refusing help from others, and stumbled away.
"A lifetime of cultivation, lost in a single day."
"Years of preparation, all gone in an instant."
"An illusory castle in the sky, indeed, everything is but an illusion, like a dream or a bubble."
"Master, you're right..."
He gave a bitter smile, "Perhaps, this is the best outcome."
"If I could choose again, I wouldn't let the interests before my eyes blind me. Unfortunately..."
"There is no choice."
"It's better this way."
"After being disabled, I feel more at ease."
"Master, are you sure?"
Jiase asked curiously, "Do you want to eliminate them all?"
"I have a habit of weeding out the roots." Gatlin Bodhisattva said calmly. "What they've done, you all know too. They deserve their fate."
"Even death is too good for them."
"Those good-for-nothings!"
"That... is also true." Jiase scratched his head, agreeing.
"I won't act unless it's necessary."
"Those who deserve it won't escape."
Gatlin waved his hand, "Next."
Then, the sweeping began!
Almost every time, 'Tang Sanzang' would go first, claiming to propagate the Mahayana Buddhist teachings.
But every time, they would be ridiculed.
As for the Mahayana Buddhist teachings, the various temples had no interest at all and didn't bother responding.
Then, one of the three, San Dian, Jiase, or Many Fish, would take action, sweeping and even destroying the opposing forces.
What needed to be destroyed was destroyed, and what needed to be eliminated was eliminated.
Those who needed to be disabled were disabled, and those who needed to be killed were killed.
There was no holding back, nor was there any hesitation.
In a short time, they headed westward.
The number of destroyed temples had already reached several dozen.
The news gradually spread.
As they traveled westward, they were getting closer to Minor Western Heaven, and the strength of the temples was increasing.
On this day, they arrived at Green Pond Temple.
Inside the temple, numerous Bodhisattvas and Buddhas filled the halls.
"Have you all heard the news?"
"We have."
They spoke one after another, discussing the matter.
"The news is confirmed. What Tang Sanzang? Clearly, it's that scoundrel Gatlin, who has never been on the same side as us for so many years. Now, he dares to do this, it's simply outrageous!"
"This is an act of defiance against the entire Buddhist Sect!"
"Hmph, if he dares to do it, he should be prepared to die."
"Why talk so much? They're almost here. How should we respond?"
"How should we respond?"
"Hmph, we have many people in Green Pond Temple, do we still fear these four? Let's fight them!"
"I don't believe they dare to destroy our temple!"
"Yes!"
"Fight them!"
"I don't believe it either!"
"Fight to the end!"
"What's there to fear?!"
...
Outside Green Pond Temple.
Before 'Tang Sanzang' could speak, a Ninth Stage existence with the title of 'Buddha' appeared, blocking their path.
"Gatlin."
"You and these three scoundrels have been wreaking havoc, destroying numerous temples. This act is no different from that of a demon!"
"Are you planning to betray the Buddhist Sect?"
"The one who betrays the Buddhist Sect is probably... not this Bodhisattva."
Gatlin didn't hide, "I came to propagate the Mahayana Buddhist teachings. Why do you want to stop me? What are your intentions?"
"Nonsense! Let's fight!" The opponent was furious.
(End of Chapter)
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