PFC Chapter 1047 Spring Sunshine Like Yesterday (Supplement)
Chapter 1047 Spring Sunshine Like Yesterday (Supplement)
Chapter 1047 Spring Sunshine Like Yesterday (Supplement)
With crackling sounds, various colored lights rose up, and the golden cudgel stood in the center of the giant pit in Ling Mountain. Thunder roared nearby, and blue lotuses bloomed while black energy danced wildly.
With the help of the Brahma projection at the level of a cosmic incarnation, Meng Qi manipulated the causes of all results, stepped into the place he had been before, and cut out the sacred mountain that did not care about the past.
At this moment, the radiance of the causes and effects of the shifting black and white light shines into the water, revealing the rushing river of time.
He listened to the words "I, Old Sun, will not cultivate for the next life" from the top of Lingshan Peak. After a moment, he chuckled and then jumped into the vicinity of Wuzhishan, on the edge of the cliff of Lingshan.
"Hit me, you idiot!"
The thunder that was shining over Mount Ling suddenly stopped, as if the being suppressed deep within the Five Finger Mountain had not expected such a thing to happen.
Swish.
Meng Qi jumped back into the dream universe, then jumped out again a few seconds later, shouting at Five Finger Mountain:
"I jumped out again, but hey~ I'm back on the spot."
"Hit me, you fool who has abandoned wisdom and sanctity!"
"The Jade Emperor asked me to convey a message to you: he is the only Heavenly Emperor."
He provoked them cheekily for a while, but seeing no reaction from the depths of Mount Ling, he turned around and returned to the Tushita Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. Only after he disappeared did the lightning, as if it had been brewing and accumulating for a long time, suddenly explode.
Before the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the Golden and Silver Boys controlled the fire, showing no unusual reaction to Meng Qi's arrival. They merely glanced at the spot in front of the furnace, which was clearly empty, yet remained respectful.
'The Supreme One has transcended, just like the Daoist Master, leaving no trace. Normally, only those on the other shore could detect the anomaly, but I also cannot see Him in history.'
Meng Qi's thoughts wandered, and he focused his attention on the Eight Trigrams Furnace, where a brilliant golden light seemed to flow and slumber, rising and falling with the flames.
Seeing this, he took out a long golden-red staff that carried merit, which was the Golden Cudgel from the Journey to the West world. Then, he began to use the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to simulate the Sun Wukong he had played in Journey to the West, and reproduced his essence in his body.
Bang-!
The inside of the Bagua Furnace suddenly trembled.
Meng Qi, who had transformed into Sun Wukong from Journey to the West, closed his eyes. For a moment, black and white swirled, and the world seemed to become unreal.
Before long, he seemed to have grasped something, and a little bit of shimmering light began to fill the illusion.
Immediately afterwards, a mysterious and ethereal thread of cause and effect slowly drifted out from the Eight Trigrams Furnace and flew towards the cause of all the effects. Meng Qi observed this scene for a moment but found no other anomalies.
But he was not discouraged. Instead, he once again used the primordial projection in the dream universe, the creator god Brahma, to multiply his form and gain a higher level of power in a special state.
The next moment, Meng Qi stepped into the world of cause and effect, touching the illusory world of mind and spirit, and the causal lines that flew into his eyes, representing the causes of all effects, began to change.
Split, split, and split again.
Just as the Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to all things, and from the initial cause, all the effects arise, flowing into the boundless void and heavens beyond the dimensions of the real world.
Endless
The sudden and intense shock shook Meng Qi to his core. He quickly withdrew the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and returned to his original form. The causal line that had split through the causes of all the results also dimmed and disappeared.
Under the influence of the causes of the effects, these causal lines are also extended.
Have I become a signal amplifier?
Meng Qi's eyes widened, and after a brief moment of surprise, his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
If he hadn't actively drawn the causal threads of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and allowed the monkey in the Eight Trigrams Furnace to come into close contact with the causes of the various effects, under normal circumstances, this effect would not have been achieved.
Having verified his own speculations and the causes of the various consequences, Meng Qi decided not to linger any longer and immediately planned to return to the Great Zhou. However, before leaving, he glanced back at the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
We are both products of Yuanshi Tianzun's subtraction and pursuit of emptiness; you are Sun Wukong, and I was once Wukong too.
Isn't this a coincidence?
Meng Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile playing on his lips, and once again actively accepted that thread of cause and effect, establishing a connection.
The Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques resonate.
After fourteen years of arduous journey to the West, the group of people each harbored their own ulterior motives.
The eldest brother arranged by the Heavenly Venerable, the second brother who serves as the eyes and ears of the Heavenly Court, himself representing the will of the Old Mother, the little white dragon who transforms into a horse at the command of the Demon Emperor, and the master who is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.
Yet this was a group of people, a mortal monk leading four gods and demons, walking towards the Western Paradise, enduring wind and rain, begging for food along the way, without any constraints whatsoever.
Even if at that time, great figures such as Taiyi Tianzun, Maitreya, Zhenyuanzi, and the Demon Emperor, as well as those behind them, were scheming and fighting on the chessboard, what did that have to do with these pilgrims?
They spent their days and nights together, enjoying a leisurely and contented life.
It's simply a matter of needing to seek help from all sides when the master is arrested, or when the second senior brother is arrested along with the master.
Each time, after escaping danger, the master would nonchalantly hold the golden alms bowl, eat his vegetarian meal, and jokingly discuss whether the water he had just put into the pot was too hot.
The radiant light reflected from the brocade robes allowed him to see only a silhouette of the monk. Even though the voice was different, the monk's gentle tone and sunny smile were so familiar.
"Wujing, Wujing?"
In a daze, I heard a buzzing in my ears.
Sha Wujing's pupils went from dilated to contracted, and his true spirit was struck as if by a tangible impact, causing him to lose his senses for a moment.
This is because some people call him the Curtain-Rolling Messenger, and some call him the Curtain-Rolling General, but there is only one monk who is called Wujing. Not to mention that the Buddha's light at the moment of entering the door has three-tenths similarity.
The Buddha light on the brocade robe dissipated with each step, and the features of the person in front of him gradually became clear, completely different from his 'master'.
'Have I been found out?'
'They recognized my identity at a glance; this is a far more powerful method of solidifying one's form than the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts transformation technique.'
"No, Mother already said that the void within and outside the homeland formed by the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl is indistinguishable. As long as no power is used, even a powerful being from the other shore wouldn't be able to discern the difference unless they intervened in the disguised river of time."
Sha Wujing briefly regained his senses. Although he was extremely shocked and knew how disheveled he had just looked, the experience he had gained over the years allowed him to force himself to remain calm.
He had not understood why the Eternal Mother would allow a single Sea-Stabilizing Pearl to carry her own projection of her vacuum hometown.
This approach involves using power prematurely to accelerate awakening, but even if the person returns later, they will be in an imperfect state.
Now it seems, perhaps they were wary of the hidden power Su Meng possessed?
To make powerful figures on the other side wary?!
A thousand thoughts raced through his mind. Sha Wujing looked at the monk dressed as 'Tang Sanzang' in front of him, got up from the ground, and did not speak first. Just like Li Huowang in his hometown of Zhenkong, his eyes were empty and he looked around blankly.
"Very good, keep it up." Su Lin nodded.
Seeing that 'Ji Zai' was still acting strangely, Su Lin thoughtfully booked an appointment for him with Dr. Adam, a specialist.
Even after recovery, mental illness patients who have suffered major trauma may experience relapses due to triggering sequelae when encountering certain stimulating events.
After all, with so much pressure in modern society, who doesn't have some psychological issues?
Sometimes, encountering situations like a dad who invests in stocks, a mom who buys gold, a wife who's into real estate, a son who plays CS:GO, a daughter who hoards Labubu, a grandfather who speculates on stamps, or a grandmother who buys health supplements, it's normal to feel a bit stressed.
Therefore, it is perfectly normal for some minor symptoms to recur occasionally.
Not to mention that sometimes even Su Lin couldn't tell whether it was Hongzhong playing tricks on him.
Even if he wasn't playing a trick on anyone, Huo Zi sometimes still couldn't tell the difference, lest he believe everything he heard, or nod along with some anonymous Azathoth. Otherwise, none of us would have a good time.
Furthermore, since returning from Marvel, this kid has become even more eccentric, to the point that Su Lin is sometimes a little apprehensive, fearing that Li Huowang might mention his wives, so-and-so's wife, or Su-ge's confidante.
They always have phrases like "etc." on their lips.
“Wujing.” Su Lin looked Li Huowang up and down and whispered, “I’ll tell you a secret.”
Sha Wujing remained silent.
"Your second senior brother has fallen in love with Ye Tiandi's granddaughter."
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Before Sha Wujing could reply, a nine-toothed rake grew from tiny to enormous, swelled in the wind, and its nine sharp spikes, along with the handle, bound Su Lin and dragged him backward.
He was a handsome and refined man, with an otherworldly air about him, but at this moment he was grabbing Su Lin's cassock and his eyes were flashing with a fierce light.
"What a coincidence, Wu Neng." Su Lin greeted him, "You're back from Shijiazhuang. Where's your wife?"
"Why did you involve me in setting a trap for Fengchu?" Shi Hao asked with a smile.
"But you've eaten all the food I've stored away."
"I don't know anything, you must be mistaken."
That's what he said, but Shi Hao still threw out a few birds and beasts with the aura of the immortal realm. He was worried that Meng Qi's prepared food would not be enough for him, so he went back to hunt some.
Sha Wujing's brows twitched slightly as he watched this scene, almost furrowing his brow. When he saw 'Tang Sanzang' address the other man as 'Wuneng', a realization flashed through his mind, and the suspended stone slowly fell.
'So it was all an act, and the person my consciousness possessed just happened to be Sha Wujing?'
'Although only eight hundred years have passed in the world of Journey to the West, in the real world it is an eternity. Do these people still know about us?'
'And those nine-toothed rake and cassock look like items crafted through merit-making.'
With a quick thought, Sha Wujing decided to synchronize a wisp of his divine sense with 'Li Huowang' in his hometown of the Vacuum Realm, so that the phenomena of the inner and outer heavens would be consistent, allowing this physical form to respond on its own.
But at this time, in the vacuum of his hometown.
Li Huowang looked around, asking, "Second Senior Brother, Brother Hao, who are you talking to?"
"Brother Su, are you there? Stop playing around, okay!"
A strong sense of eeriness rose in Sha Wujing's heart.
Upon closer inspection, in the myriad worlds of Vacuum Homeland, above the palace, next to Wuneng, in the corresponding position of Tang Sanzang, there was nothing there.
There wasn't a trace of its existence.
'this?!'
Sha Wujing's emotions, which had just calmed down, instantly surged like a tsunami, a flood bursting its banks, and his shock was uncontrollable.
Like a ghost, it has no form and cannot be reflected in a mirror.
There was no one in the vacuum hometown to be found. Seeing this, Li Huowang was naturally confused and began to search. Yang Na, on the other hand, hugged Li Huowang with concern.
"Huowang, are you alright? Don't scare me."
"I'm fine, Nana. I just don't know what's wrong with Brother Hao."
To avoid worrying Yang Na, Li Huowang quickly pretended that nothing had happened.
Just then, a hand reached out from behind and slapped him: "You've offended the abbot and you think you can just leave?"
Looking back, a young man with slightly droopy eyes, delicate features, but unkempt hair was pointing at Su Lin and Shi Hao with a mocking expression.
"Brother Sha, don't you think so?"
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Sha Wujing's eyes flickered slightly, and after glancing at him, he nodded slightly.
“Wuneng has had another episode; be careful he doesn’t kill you,” Su Lin said.
Lu Mingfei subconsciously took a step back.
“Brother Su, I’m not sick,” Sha Wujing replied, addressing Li Huowang as Li Huowang.
"Very good, keep it up." Su Lin nodded.
"Didn't they say someone would come to marry you dressed in golden armor and riding on auspicious clouds?"
Lu Mingfei asked, "Are we still going to make 'A Chinese Odyssey'? And what about my Moonlight Box?"
As soon as the words were spoken, seemingly in response to the question, the suona played as the main melody, accompanied by the rhythm of gongs and drums. The desolate sound of the erhu and the rapid sound of the pipa intertwined, and suddenly the sky was filled with red clouds, like a sea of fire or a cloak, and the space rippled.
The music struck straight to the soul, giving people a sense of exhilaration and was exceptionally mysterious. However, in contrast, the moment Sha Wujing turned his head to look at the sky, a dark light shot out like a sharp blade.
In the blink of an eye, just enough time to see the five inscriptions on the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magical staff) light up one by one in the dark light.
Sha Wujing's pupils dilated.
A golden, ferocious ape, wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, golden chainmail, and lotus-silk cloud-walking boots, shattered the void, surrounded by lightning, and soared and shifted across the dark universes beyond the real world.
"Big brother"
Sha Wujing suddenly felt his memories becoming chaotic again, and his emotions were difficult to calm down.
If the momentary disorientation caused by that call and being caught off guard when I pushed open the palace door was due to my own confusion, then the golden ape I see now is exactly the same as the senior brother I remember, both in its aura and its appearance!
The ape fell from the sky, creating ripples and stirring up huge waves.
But after landing, he raised the golden cudgel with one hand, maintaining the throwing motion, and remained motionless.
Seeing this, the people around him picked up strange talismans and mechanical contraptions and started taking pictures of him.
"handsome."
"This is the Monkey King?"
Where is Zixia?
Amid the discussion, 'Sun Wukong' withdrew his movements, transformed himself into a handsome groom wearing a red veil and a long red jacket.
It turned out to be the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, Su Meng transformed.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Sha Wujing's eyes as he stood quietly to the side, a question arising in his mind:
'When did he ever meet his senior brother? He can even imitate his aura and appearance!'
Immediately following, as the cause and effect of all things changed, Meng Qi led Gu Xiaosang out, who was also dressed in a red wedding gown. She was adorned with a phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, and her beauty was beyond compare.
(End of this chapter)