Journey to the West: Characters from the Heavens

Bodhi Patriarch never expected that Sun Wukong would be so decisive that he would rather abandon his own cultivation than admit that he was a Buddhist!

Bodhi Patriarch had just thought of stopping it, but Sun Wukong was already the cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal. His clone was only the clone of the saint, not the saint, and his cultivation level was only at the level of the quasi-saint. A Daluo Golden Immortal wanted to destroy his cultivation level, but he did not have the ability to stop it.

"Wukong, you..." Bodhi Patriarch didn't know what to say for a moment, but Sun Wukong was the key figure in the journey west. Although Chen Yi was not like this, he would never have any trouble.

Therefore, Bodhi Patriarch was thinking of ways to remedy Sun Wukong's cultivation. Subconsciously, Bodhi Patriarch thought of the Supreme Lord. Among the three realms, perhaps only he had the ability to restore his self-destructive cultivation.

"Don't worry, Master Bodhi, although I, Old Sun, now, will escort Master to the West to obtain scriptures!" Sun Wukong stood up straight. Although he was abolishing his cultivation, he felt extremely relaxed and happy, as if the burden on his body had disappeared, and even the title of Master Bodhi changed.

"This is what I promised before, and I will definitely do it. However, after escorting the master to obtain the true scriptures, I will go back to Huaguo Mountain and be a free monkey king!" Sun Wukong took a deep breath, bowed to the Bodhi Patriarch, and then turned around to leave.

"You can't leave now." With a wave of the whisk in the hand of the Bodhi Patriarch, Sun Wukong was trapped in the hall. Then the Bodhi Patriarch's body disappeared, leaving only one sentence, "I'll find you elixirs for my master..."

"Hmph! Even if you find elixirs, I, Old Sun, won't eat it!" Sun Wukong took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged. Everything Sun Wukong learned from Bodhi Patriarch before, seventy-two changes, somersault clouds and even various small methods, was cut off from his memory by Sun Wukong.

At this time, Sun Wukong returned to the purest state. Moreover, Sun Wukong could feel that there were two different forces in his body that were nurturing, one was a familiar force that he was related to the changes in stars, and the other was a power of the laws of space.

Sun Wukong had a vague understanding in his heart that these should be his own two origins, the origin of the Lingming Stone Monkey and the Tongbang Monkey. Perhaps, he should be in harmony with his origin and follow the bloodline!

In the Tushita Palace, the Taishang Laojun was sitting on the cushion. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, looked outside the Tushita Palace with a smile and said, "Golden horns and silver horns, there are distinguished guests coming to the door to guide the way and see tea."

"Yes, master." Jinjiao Yinjiao answered respectfully, Jinjiao went to open the door to welcome guests, and Yinjiao went to pour tea.

"Brother Taishang Dao." A faint voice came into the Tushita Palace, which was the Bodhi Patriarch.

The Grand Lord smiled lightly and nodded and said, "Why is the time for fellow Bodhi to come to my Tushita Palace?"

"But if you ask for something, please ask Brother Dao to help." Bodhi Patriarch sighed lightly, "Wukong accidentally destroyed his cultivation and had become an ordinary monkey. He also asked Brother Dao to help him refine a golden elixir to help him restore his cultivation..."

"Oh? That monkey head has such a decision?" A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Supreme Laojun, and then he said with a smile, "It takes a lot of time and cost to refine such a golden elixir!"

"I am willing to owe a favor to fellow Taoists!" Bodhi Patriarch bowed to the Supreme Lord.

"Forget it, I heard that there is a treasure in Buddhism that can wash away all the dew and allow mortals to achieve the innate body without any side effects?" A smile appeared on the corner of Taishang Laojun's mouth, "You know, my Nine-Turn Resurrection Golden Pill really consumes too much material, and the materials I have refined before have been used up..."

"Okay, I'm willing to exchange this treasure for a golden elixir." A trace of flesh pain flashed in the eyes of the Bodhi Patriarch, and then he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"In this way, I'll ask fellow Taoist to see the furnace for me." The Taishang Laojun swung the whisk in his hand, and the Liu Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding. I don't know how long it took to sit.

In the square cun mountain of Lingtai, in the three-star cave of the slanting moon, Sun Wukong sat cross-legged there, motionless, but the aura on his body was constantly getting stronger. Moreover, if Sun Wukong had the immortal energy of practicing Taoism before, then at this time, it was the aura of improving the essence of life.

On the way to the west, without Sun Wukong, the team traveled even slower, but Chen Yi felt a little worried. Sun Wukong had been going for so long and there was no news. Could something be wrong?

Half a year passed, and the entire travel team stopped directly. Because Sun Wukong had not come back for so long, everyone was very worried. Even Zhu Bajie, who usually quarreled with Sun Wukong, frowned, and his eyes flashed from time to time.

"No, even if the Bodhi Patriarch really brought Wukong into Buddhism, after half a year, Wukong should have come back!" Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Can he say that Wukong will never obey?"

"It's not impossible!" Hong Yi spread his hands and said helplessly, "It seems that the Wukong we met is a little more naughty, but he is also more stubborn and even a little paranoid..."

"That means that Wukong will never obey and then be suppressed?" Chen Yi frowned, "But it shouldn't be. Wukong is also an indispensable member of the westbound team, and is also an important member. If Wukong is suppressed, the westbound journey will not be completed!"

"Buddhist shouldn't have done such a thing, otherwise they would have been unable to help but attack me. Even the person with the biggest problem, I, did not deal with, how could they deal with Wukong?"

"Master! My old grandson is back!" A surprise voice came from the air, and then a golden light rushed to the side of the carriage, but Sun Wukong looked at the people who were parked in place and walked out of the carriage with a smile on his face.

"Wukong, you are finally back." Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head with a smile, "I thought something happened to you. What happened? Why did you delay so long?"

"Hi! It's all the blame for Master... Oh, it's not Master, you are my other master." Sun Wukong explained with a smile, "It's all the blame for him to tell me that the martial arts of that year were gone when they arrived at Daluo Jinxian. This time I asked me Lao Sun to go back, and I helped me Lao Sun complete the martial arts, so it took so long to waste."

"So that's how it is!" Chen Yi nodded in understanding, then looked at Sun Wukong seriously and asked, "Wukong, your master, didn't you tell you anything else?"

"No, I just told me, Mr. Sun to protect you, and to obtain the Tripitaka Sutra as soon as possible and achieve the right result!" Sun Wukong laughed.

Chen Yi subconsciously frowned, then smiled and said, "Since that's the case, when you are back, let's clean up and prepare to go on the road!"

Although he said this, Chen Yi couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "How could it be so simple? Could it be that Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta really has no conspiracy? It's impossible!"

"Master, don't be anxious!" Zhu Bajie suddenly stood up and shook his head, looking at Chen Yi and laughed, "Since the monkeys are back, should we celebrate well?"

"Celebrate? How to celebrate?" Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked at Zhu Bajie with some confusion.

"Of course I've had a good meal! Master, we haven't eaten good food for more than a year. My old pig is greedy!" Zhu Bajie looked at Chen Yi with a begging face, "Master, please make some more food. I don't have too many old pigs, just the same as last time!"

"Okay." Chen Yi's eyes turned, and he winked at Hong Yi, turned around and walked towards the carriage, "I'll get some food for you now..."

"Master, why are you..." Zhu Bajie looked at Chen Yi walking into the carriage with some confusion, and was about to say something.

With a "pa!", Hong Yi slapped Zhu Bajie in the stomach and smiled and joked: "Second Brother, you should lose weight too. If you haven't eaten for so many days, your belly is still so big!"

"What's the solution? I'm racial restriction!" Zhu Bajie curled his lips and muttered, "Pigs are so fat. Do you think they are all like monkeys, lean and thin?"

"You idiot, just say you, what are you doing when you pull me, Lao Sun's head?" Sun Wukong glared at Zhu Bajie angrily, "If you are willing to move more, you will definitely lose weight!"

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Hong Yi's vigilance dissipated a little, and he smiled aside. It was still the familiar smell. He hadn't seen it for more than half a year, and he really missed it!

Soon, Chen Yi walked out of the carriage, and at the same time, there were delicacies of mountains and sea floating in the air and flying out of the carriage.

A hint of surprise flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, but it quickly hid, and then looked at Chen Yi and winked on himself.

"What's wrong? Master?" Sun Wukong looked at Chen Yi with some confusion and asked.

"Table!" Chen Yi smiled and shook his head, "Why don't you have a table, how can I put food for you?"

"Oh! Oh!" Sun Wukong quickly turned into a long table and said with a smile, "I haven't communicated with my master for too long, and I almost forgot about this matter!"

"Come on, Wukong, you just came back, eat more!" Chen Yi placed a series of delicious foods in front of Sun Wukong, which made Sun Wukong swallow.

"Thank you, Master! Then Old Sun is not polite." Sun Wukong nodded with a smile, picked up a chicken and tore it up, and then started eating it in a big mouthful.

It doesn't matter if you don't eat it. When Sun Wukong ate it, he found that the chicken was really delicious. He had never eaten such a delicious food before, so Sun Wukong ate even more.

But soon, Sun Wukong felt something was wrong, because Chen Yi, Hong Yi and even Zhu Bajie had no intention of eating, and just looked at him quietly.

"Why...why? Why are you all looking at me, Lao Sun?" Sun Wukong looked at the three of them in confusion and asked.

"Mima..." At this time, Chen Yi suddenly recited a scripture. Sun Wukong's expression changed, and then the chicken in his hand fell to the ground, covering his head with both hands, and rolling on the ground in pain.

"Master! Master! What are you doing? My old Sun has just come back, why did you recite the forbidden hoop curse?" Sun Wukong shouted with pain on his face, "What did I Old Sun do that made Master unhappy?"

"I acted well, and it seems that I have practiced it." Hong Yi shook his head and muttered in a low voice.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Hong Yi in surprise. At this moment, a cold light hit Sun Wukong's head. It was Zhu Bajie's Nine-toothed Palladium.

With a "clang!", Sun Wukong pulled out the golden cudgel, blocked the Nine-toothed Palladium, and shouted loudly: "Did, what are you doing?"

"Why? Is your head no longer hurts? Liu'er Mihou, I haven't stopped the forbidden hoop curse just now!" Chen Yi raised a faint mockery on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Liu'er Mihou and asked with a smile.