PFC Chapter 1048 Who Can Pierce the Sun? (Supplement)
Chapter 1048 Who Can Pierce the Sun? (Supplement)
Chapter 1048 Who Can Pierce the Sun? (Supplement)
The majestic palace shines even brighter in the sunset, each stone gleaming with a pale gold luster.
Compared to such a magnificent palace, the number of people present was so small, less than a hundred, but golden lamps and jewels floated all around, and a celestial-level Enlightenment Tea Tree stood in the center.
Today's leading men and women are undoubtedly Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang, so the other group members are willing to cooperate with this guy to perform a scene of 'Supreme Treasure marrying Fairy Zixia' as a souvenir.
The six-person team that once traveled together to obtain Buddhist scriptures will naturally make a limited-time return.
Why did the five-person pilgrimage team actually have six people?
These details are not important.
"The black dragon horse, its hooves facing west~"
It's like a group of close friends performing a play at a wedding banquet, or like using this story format to depict the 'monkey' giving up Buddhism, severing ties with the past, controlling his restless mind, and moving towards the future under the watchful eyes of his fellow disciples.
The only difference is that this play is too fantastical, with a black celestial dragon winding and coiling in the air and roaming through the void; Pigsy displays the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, reversing Yin and Yang and shifting stars, and possesses legendary power.
And there's that Tang Sanzang.
"I am the only one in heaven and under heaven."
Pointing to the heavens and touching the earth, he exuded an aura of supreme power. His golden body, radiant with precious light, and the wheel of overflowing merit descended, showering all realms with wisdom, giving everyone present a sudden sense of enlightenment and profound awakening.
It can be considered as a gift for the guests attending the banquet.
Buddhism, Taoism, and the art of escape—these are all supernatural abilities and profound skills. How much one can comprehend depends entirely on one's own cultivation.
Even if one's strength is currently insufficient, when one's cultivation improves in the future and recalls what one saw that day, there will still be residual Daoist principles in one's innate nature, making it easier to comprehend them.
Those invited today are all Meng Qi's closest relatives and friends. Even if one person's success brings benefits to his entire family, at least they can help each other within their means, which is a testament to the precious friendship that allows them to entrust their lives to one another.
The end of the real world is inevitable, and the future is full of changes, so we cannot speak lightly of the ending.
Therefore, improving one's strength is always a good thing.
Shooting stars streaked across the sky as Meng Qi walked arm in arm with Gu Xiaosang in the center. The atmosphere remained surprisingly calm, and no one interrupted them.
As the guests watched them go, the two joined hands to pay their respects to Heaven and Earth, and then served tea to Su Meng's biological father in this world, Su Li, and Xuan Bei.
Then, clouds and mist arose spontaneously, and Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang, dressed in red wedding robes, seemed to be walking in a heavenly palace, thus concluding the ceremony.
"Actually, it was that monkey that switched sides from my master and submitted to Amitabha Buddha."
After finishing his sermon, Su Lin, who had been holding back for a long time, acted as the commentator: "Why did Meng Qi retain his history of selling his skills as a monk at Shaolin Temple? This means that he was a novice monk under her command for his entire life, always accompanied by the ancient Buddha and the dim lamp."
"This angle is quite unique."
Having heard that Su Lin had come to the Real World, Klein, who had changed his mind and come here as well, distributed 'Yesterday Once More' talismans to the guests: "But why isn't it Yuanshi marrying Lingbao, and the Heavenly Emperor marrying the Queen Mother?"
He was also a member of the pilgrimage team, but his role was one of the two attendants initially assigned by Emperor Taizong of Tang.
"I hope the Heavenly Emperor you're talking about has nothing to do with that bald monk." Lu Mingfei had almost developed a conditioned reflex to avoid being ganked.
Klein: "It's okay."
"call"
As you can see, not only Su Lin breathed a sigh of relief, but the others also shook their heads and rubbed their foreheads.
This is something that can't be helped. The many experiences of blood and tears can be ignored. Even when Klein is alone, no one wants to say anything, because they are used to it.
When attending a banquet, group members often bring their wives and children, so when the Seer's synergy reaches 3/3, it's best not to miss even a single punctuation mark.
Some things are so strange that you have to believe them.
'This wedding and these people are all very strange.' The unsettled Sha Wujing raised his eyes, quietly observing from behind Li Huowang's disguise, and came to this conclusion.
Even Sha Wujing, with his rich experience and having witnessed all sorts of strange events and demons since his cultivation in ancient times, felt a strange chill run down his spine.
Let's leave aside why the white dragon turned into a black dragon.
The 'Tang Sanzang' whose true form, which transcends all the heavens and worlds, is reflected in the Vacuum Homeland, not only possesses the Tathagata's Palm, but also exudes a rich aura of merit and Buddha-light that bears a striking resemblance to the former Sandalwood Merit Buddha.
These people of unknown origin used their merits and rare treasures to replicate the divine weapons of their group, and their words and actions revealed all sorts of strangeness.
Su Meng's transformation of his senior brother using the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts was flawless. No matter how heaven-defying the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts were, why were his Seventy-Two Transformations and Golden Cudgel so similar? Even after transforming back into human form, there was still a sense of déjà vu.
If he didn't know Su Meng's identity, he would definitely think that the senior brother had become Su Meng, rather than Su Meng becoming the senior brother.
There's also 'Sha Wujing'.
Why was it an ordinary-looking but somewhat handsome man demonstrating formations and medicine when it was Sha Wujing's turn to pass on his teachings?
This form of mine must be Sha Wujing, right?
No, I am Sha Wujing, and this body is playing the role of Sha Wujing.
Realizing he had gotten himself into a trap, Sha Wujing held his breath and tried to calm down.
"Stop thinking about your stew of white elephant spirits. Aren't these celestial beasts I brought from Stone Village more nourishing?" Shi Hao used his nine-toothed rake as a grill and unleashed his Samadhi True Fire.
"Besides the last bowl of White Elephant which I plan to turn into instant noodles, there's also the last piece of Golden-Winged Roc Wing and braised lion's head meatballs. All the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge that I treasured have been ruined by you, the reincarnation of a pig demon."
Su Lin was displeased, but his body remained obediently in front of the grill: "And my own reserves, and yes, the fish soup that King Linggan made is gone too!"
"King Linggan has no meat left, so he can only make soup. It doesn't taste as good as the lion from Wuji Kingdom. It's a pity that when we were in Gao Village, Huang Feng Guai ran away with that group of reincarnators, otherwise I would like to try it."
Shi Hao said very seriously, "However, that jade rabbit spirit is good at reading people's expressions and assessing the situation."
"Bajie, how could you eat such a cute rabbit?" Su Lin frowned and said, "Besides, there was no silver grass as a spice back then."
"Isn't it because she knew you weren't the same Tang Sanzang anymore, but still wanted to drag you into the bridal chamber?" Shi Hao asked疑惑地.
"Nonsense, that's just the bond between the Tang family member and the rabbit, which was brought together by the will of the multiverse." Su Lin's expression turned serious.
What on earth are these people talking about?
Sha Wujing seemed to be listening to a celestial book. Although he had to personally control this form to deal with the situation because Su Lin was not in his hometown, a trace of confusion occasionally appeared in the depths of his eyes.
But to others, Li Huowang was no different from before.
Everything is normal.
"Marrying into Eientei comes with Reisen and Emperor as a bonus!" Kaguya said, raising her hand while playing her game console with one hand.
But as soon as she finished speaking, a black cat with a distinct abyssal aura jumped out from a dimensional rift that had appeared by chance and came to Kaguya's table to stare at her.
"?"
Meow~
The black cat opened its mouth, and the terrifying suction force, like a black hole, swallowed the person in front of it and teleported them to an unknown place.
"I wonder where that stray cat came from. It's so dangerous," Elena read in a monotone tone.
But in less than a few seconds, countless sand-like particles flowed from the void and converged into a human shape.
“Yes, that was dangerous.” Kaguya held up an extra black rabbit and smiled. “Luckily, we met a cute rabbit guide. Similar things often happen in the Lost Bamboo Forest.”
Is that the aura of a creature from the Nine Netherworlds?
Sha Wujing was slightly taken aback.
Unlike the Immortal Realm, the Nine Netherworld actively erodes all realms, fragments of cosmic light, and every universe, forming corresponding regions.
Even without communicating with "others," the celestial-level demons residing in the Nine Netherworlds can still connect with all realms and borrow corresponding power by taking advantage of this characteristic of the Nine Netherworlds, thus unleashing near-legendary strength. Therefore, the demonic beings in the Nine Netherworlds have never ceased to exist since ancient times, and although there are not many legendary strongmen among them, they are enough to rival the Heavenly Court.
Such places, where sleep and death are the main themes, are eerie in every way. Only powerful individuals who cultivate all paths or cultivators who specialize in the Eight or Nine Arcane Arts can enter and leave freely.
However, according to many great figures in ancient times, the Nine Netherworld itself possesses a mysterious will. If one truly chooses the path of evil, even if the Nine Netherworld becomes the other side of the world where one's activities are limited, one is extremely easy to be influenced and manipulated by the will of the Nine Netherworld.
Therefore, unless they are desperate or believe they have no hope of escaping their suffering, strong individuals generally will not choose to fall into the Netherworld.
'These people are connected to the Nine Netherworlds? Could this be Su Meng's reliance? Is it through his connection with Qi Zhengyan, the successor of the Demon Lord, and the Demon Emperor's Claw?'
Sha Wujing connected the matter to the Nine Netherworlds, linking various eerie phenomena to it:
'True beings from the Nine Netherworlds would be incredibly weak upon entering the real world, but this doesn't seem to be the case. Yet, if it's someone from the Nine Netherworld lineage, their aura is completely unaffected; it's truly strange.'
'The Black Heaven Emperor, the Xuanming Ghost Emperor, the Peerless Demon Lord, and the Nine Chaos Heavenly Venerable don't seem to be related to these Nine Netherworld Demon Gods either.'
'Wait a minute, the Golden Crow becomes the sun, the Jade Rabbit becomes the moon, that woman possesses the destiny of the Taiyin star, could it be that behind her is the Zhenwu Emperor who disappeared many years ago?!'
Various thoughts swirled in his mind. Sha Wujing always felt that there were many unresolved doubts, and the deeper he went, the more confusing they became.
Especially this pilgrimage team.
"Everyone says, 'Master, master. A teacher for a day is a father for life.' Xuanbei and Suli, who are both teachers and fathers, sit at the table of elders. Why can't this humble monk sit there?"
Su Lin sighed, "The monkey has grown wings, hasn't he? Now that he's the Ape King, he doesn't recognize us anymore. Wujing, don't you think so?"
"Huh?" Sha Wujing nodded subconsciously, then shook his head as he came to his senses: "Master, Brother Su, what did you just say?"
Meng Qi, who was chatting with his uncle and Su Li not far away, turned around, grinned, and gave them a slightly fierce smile.
Everyone present was a martial artist; could they really just utter the title 'Ape King' so casually?!
Meng Qi, who had originally planned to find a way to prevent this nickname from spreading in the real world, now felt a bit uneasy.
"This monkey has even learned to breathe on itself."
Su Lin shook his head, tore off a leg from Shi Hao's grill and handed it to 'Huowang', saying regretfully, "Eat it while it's hot. It's only because your senior brother isn't wearing the golden headband that this humble monk could recite a tightening headband mantra to put him in his place."
"Bajie, you should also stop eating. These days, the Dharma Body demons don't appear much anymore. If you eat them all up, we won't be able to find any new ingredients."
"It's your senior brother's big day, let's be frugal for him. We can't exactly eat the little black dragon, can we?"
['Bajie, you've eaten all of my provisions, so I can't very well eat the White Dragon tomorrow, can I? Although he did eat the imperial horse that the Human Emperor bestowed upon me.']
Sha Wujing immediately closed his eyes and shook his head, as if trying to break free from certain impressions.
"You bald monk, you're really putting on airs as a master now," Shi Hao couldn't help but laugh. "With you, this Tang Monk's flesh, why worry about monsters not coming to our door?"
"You'd better worry about getting caught. Who knows, the 'Demon Emperor' might just want your tender skin and flesh and is waiting to strip you naked and throw you into a pot to boil."
His words were loaded with meaning, and Su Lin naturally understood.
"This is not the time for the pilgrimage. What kind of monster would take this humble monk to take a bath?"
Su Lin smiled and said, "In the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nowhere, only the hot pots of you monster patrons can wash away the grime and dirt for me."
"Can't you use magic to cleanse it?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"It was fine at first, but later this humble monk came to understand a principle."
['Wukong, Wujing, don't rush to save me next time. Let these benefactors clean me up a bit; I haven't had a hot bath in three months.']
'Is this monk deliberately trying to confuse me?!' For a few moments, Sha Wujing genuinely doubted that he had been exposed and that these people were playing a trick on him.
But that doesn't make sense.
Sha Wujing took a deep breath. Unless a powerful being from the other shore or someone using a time-traveling artifact to travel back in time and personally accompany them on their westward journey to observe their words and actions, it would be impossible for anyone to know these things.
However, the fragments of cosmic light from the Journey to the West world were extracted separately, and the historical figures involved in the journey to the West far exceeded the number on one hand. If one were to observe them closely, it would definitely affect the normal course of time and attract the intervention of many ancient beings.
Unless he actually went on the pilgrimage, how could he know that his master, a mortal, actually relied on a monster who liked to boil people for hot water baths on the journey to the West?
He could have allowed his disciples to use magic to transform, but he refused to use any of the conveniences that magic brought. Only when facing calamity did he go with the flow, using the excuse that monsters also disliked dirty flesh to enjoy cleanliness.
Measure the path of the mortal world with your physical body, and feel the sea of suffering in the world with your heart.
Whenever asked why
[All beings suffer, not because we have obtained the true scriptures to save them from the sea of suffering, but because the sea of suffering is boundless, and we...]
"We are all sentient beings."
We too are sentient beings adrift in a sea of suffering.
Yes, at the moment he completed his journey to the West, he transformed from a mortal body into a golden body of merit, ascended to heaven in one step, achieved perfect enlightenment, and was given high hopes by the Buddha, becoming the next person most likely to reach the other shore in a short time.
When the eldest brother was at Wuzhi Mountain, he received his master's help to cut off the Bodhi Golden Body. After the journey to the West, he also gained some enlightenment, saw the end of the sea of suffering, and realized that his creation was complete and he could look forward to the other shore.
Even he himself, a mere earth immortal, saw the path to legend.
If it weren't for the simultaneous fall of ten thousand Buddhas, why would I have chosen to abandon my Buddhist path and return to my mother's side?
Unbeknownst to him, Sha Wujing was lost in his memories, but he subconsciously sensed something was wrong and looked up at Su Lin: "What did you just say?"
"All the immortals and Buddhas in the heavens are sentient beings." Su Lin raised his finger to the sky, smiling as he relayed the teachings of Tang Sanzang from Journey to the West:
"All beings suffer, sinking into the sea of suffering, and we are also beings in this sea of suffering."
buzz-
The lamp-bearing divine messenger's reminder rang in Sha Wujing's ears. He was in his vacuum hometown, observing the outside world. But at this moment, Meng Qi had already transformed back into his ape form and arrived here.
"I, Old Sun, will also have a drink with my fellow disciples." He raised his golden, fluffy monkey hand, scratched his ears and cheeks, and raised his wine glass.
"Wujing, don't just stand there."
The spring sun shines as it did yesterday, and orioles sing among the green trees.
Old mother
I really can't tell the difference.
Sha Wujing's eyes seemed empty, yet he obeyed the words irresistibly, controlling his form with his own true spirit.
Push the cup to change the cup.
good night
(End of this chapter)