lovenovelstory #1703 - I just did some of my duty.
#1703 - I just did some of my duty.
Nine-Headed Bug couldn't understand at all why the Western Heaven people would come to him and say such a thing?
It didn't make sense. If it was someone from the Demon Clan, why would they have a scripture? If it was someone from the Western Heaven, that was even more absurd. The Western Heaven calling themselves the Second Lord of the Western Heaven? Two lords, did that mean Dipankara Buddha was going to split from Tathagata Buddha?
Nine-Headed Bug ignored it. He originally wanted to kick the scripture away, but for some reason, he inexplicably picked it up.
However, this was also Nine-Headed Bug's nature. He had never truly planned to be loyal to one force.
But who exactly was this person who seemed like both a Buddha and a demon?
Nine-Headed Bug didn't know. Right now, Nine-Headed Bug just wanted to work hard for his bright future.
…
At that moment, outside the Golden Light Temple.
Tang Sanzang's pair of fleshy fists flew wildly. In just a few minutes, he had sent all the monks to the Western Heaven, which could be considered giving these young lads the most wonderful salvation.
After finishing, looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Tang Sanzang put his hands together, a look of compassion on his face.
"Amitabha, no need to thank me. This poor monk only did his duty, saving you all to the Western Heaven."
The king swallowed nervously on the side. Honestly, he had never seen such a powerful monk. This physical training was completely unlike that of a mortal.
Probably even a few demons wouldn't be enough for Tang Sanzang's punch right now.
Tang Sanzang, burying heaven, burying earth, burying all living beings, truly lived up to his name.
The king was also very happy, arranging a royal banquet while summoning a painter to paint portraits of the four, with their names inscribed on the Five Phoenix Tower. The king set up a royal carriage to send off Chu Hao and Tang Seng's group, bestowing gold and jade as rewards, but the master and disciples firmly declined, not accepting a single bit.
This was truly:
Evil and monsters eliminated, all realms peaceful, the pagoda's light returns, the earth bright.
Chu Hao: I really am a good person who helps others and doesn't seek recognition.
However, Chu Hao also instructed the king and the national teacher that the Nine-Headed Bug imprisoned in the Golden Light Temple was not a kind person. They didn't need to interfere with anything usually, nor did they need to launch a large-scale slaughter, everything should be as it was before.
The king and the national teacher naturally agreed repeatedly, after all, their only thought was to govern diligently and quickly ensure that the people of the country had enough to eat and wear.
As for those monks, they should naturally pay the price for their previous laziness and arrogance.
Chu Hao was happy to receive the Merit Divine Water flowing into his pocket every day. With the Nine-Headed Bug, who had the strength to reach the Quasi-Sage realm, working hard for him, Chu Hao was simply a capitalist.
The dragon-slaying warrior eventually becomes an evil dragon.
However, Chu Hao was still struggling with where to catch a few plant and tree spirits, seemingly because there were very few of these things on the Western Regions Buddhist land, and the hand of the Law Enforcement Hall couldn't reach here either.
Chu Hao could only travel while asking Tang Sanzang and the others to pay attention and find monsters on the road to exterminate.
Tang Sanzang didn't have enough fun killing in front of the Golden Light Temple, and he was clenching his fists, his face full of fighting spirit, indicating that if he saw them, he would arrange things for that group of plant and tree spirits.
Chu Hao and the others decided to continue on their way.
The King of Jisaigou thanked Tang Sanzang and his disciples for their kindness in obtaining the treasure and capturing the monster, and did not accept the gold and jade he had given them. Instead, he ordered the carriage officials to make two sets of clothes for each of the four, according to what they usually wore, two pairs of shoes and socks each, and two jade rings each, as well as preparing dry food for frying, and exchanging the customs clearance documents.
Moreover, the king was very particular, arranging a large royal procession, along with civil and military officials, and the people of the whole city, blowing and beating loudly, to send Chu Hao and Tang Sanzang and his disciples out of the city.
This send-off extended for twenty miles, and the king was still reluctant to return.
It was not until after much persuasion that the king returned with the civil and military officials, feeling lost.
On this side, Chu Hao led the others far away from that land and continued westward.
It was a time of shifting seasons, and early winter turned to late spring, neither warm nor cold, just right for a leisurely journey.
Suddenly, they saw a long ridge, with a road on top. Sanzang reined in his horse and looked. The ridge was covered with thorny branches and tangled vines. Although there were traces of a road, both sides were covered with thorns.
Pig Bajie casually swung his nine-toothed rake and said:
"Master, don't worry, while the weather is clear, we are in the mood, let's open the road and walk all night!"
Tang Sanzang twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Pay attention to manners. Wukong, do you see any demons around? Immortal Monarch is sleeping, don't miss those spirits."
Tang Sanzang had not forgotten what Chu Hao had mentioned before about needing spirits as he traveled west.
It was just a pity that on this western continent, there was not much way for wild spirits to survive.
After all, under the feet of the Western Heaven, only those great demons controlled by the Western Heaven could expand greatly here. Ordinary little spirits had little chance of surviving, so they were very rare.
Along the way, Tang Sanzang and his four disciples stopped and went, searching for spirits, but they had not gained anything.
Why were only Tang Sanzang and his four disciples looking?
Mainly because Chu Hao was always sleeping…
If you don't slack off at work, is that still called work?
Although Chu Hao also wanted to find those spirits as soon as possible and shake out the Ancestor of the Evil Dragon, thinking about how he only had the first half of the cooking method now, even if he found the spirits, he would still have to wait for the second half of the cooking method.
Therefore, Chu Hao was not in a hurry now.
On the contrary, Tang Sanzang had been thinking about Chu Hao's matter and had been urging Sun Wukong to find spirits.
Sun Wukong smiled.
"Master, you're worrying too much. Which spirit dares to be so bold? There are so many of us now, and we have many strong people."
This was the most uncomfortable thing for Tang Sanzang. Although he had loosened his muscles a little in Jisaigou before, those were all mortals, and it wasn't satisfying to fight them.
Tang Sanzang: I crave worthy opponents!
Sun Wukong's words made Tang Sanzang feel uncomfortable for a long time.
Chu Hao and his disciples did not stop, and after another day and night, it was already late.
Ahead, it was lush and dense, and they heard the sound of wind knocking on bamboo and the rustling of pine trees. Fortunately, there was a clearing, and in the middle was an ancient temple. Outside the temple gate, there were green pines and cypresses, and blooming peach and plum trees.
Tang Sanzang and the others, who were still traveling gloomily, felt happy when they saw this ancient temple.
Because, there was demon energy ahead!
Suddenly, a gust of yin wind blew, and an old man came out from behind the temple door, wearing a square scarf, a light-colored robe, holding a cane, and wearing straw sandals, followed by a blue-faced, fanged, red-bearded, naked ghost messenger!