Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 567: They admit their mistakes. No, they are just scared!

"..."

Hearing Sun Wukong's choking voice and almost begging tone, Tathagata Buddha's first thought was that the monkey was a fake and the real monkey had been released by the demonic incarnation of his disciple. The reason was, because the Monkey King did not know how to beg.

However, when he learned about the past through telepathy and saw how his apprentice's demonic incarnation teased and fished for monkeys,
He thinks...

It’s really hard for this monkey!
Watching how Zhao Zheng played with and fished with monkeys, even with the concentration of Tathagata Buddha could not help but look with pity at Sun Wukong in the cave below, then retracted his gaze and looked down at Zhao Zheng, or rather, at the demonic incarnation of his disciple.

The two looked at each other, neither of them spoke first, all that was left was Sun Wukong's words, which turned from choked with sobs to angry ones.

Neither of them cared about this. Both Tathagata Buddha and Zhao Zheng treated Sun Wukong as if he did not exist.

Immortal version of the detection technique - open!

Name: Tathagata Buddha

Realm: Daluo

Occupation: Lingshan Talker
Life: a little...

"Is he also Daluo?"

Looking at the realm of Tathagata Buddha, some doubts arose in Zhao Zheng's heart, because he felt that the strength of the Tathagata Buddha in front of him seemed not as good as the Tathagata Buddha in Jiang Yue. He felt that he could bully his master... Bah, he could get another Tathagata vest.

Zhao Zheng was looking at the realm and strength of Tathagata Buddha, and Tathagata Buddha was also looking at the realm and strength of his disciple's demonic incarnation.

Just one look and Buddha Tathagata frowned subconsciously, not because Zhao Zheng's strength was too low.

On the contrary,

Too high, so high...

He is a little unpredictable!

"Beyond the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements..."

Buddha Tathagata looked at Zhao Zheng, who seemed to be standing in this world but was actually not there. He frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "It seems that you have awakened your memories of your past life."

"No."

Zhao Zheng shook his head. He was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, but Jin Chanzi's reincarnation was not him. How could he have any memories of Jin Chanzi's previous life?

His identity as the Golden Cicada is just the result of the efforts of the Buddha Tathagata, and that effort is not yet complete.

"Ok?"

"You may not believe it, but I was born a Daluo Immortal." Zhao Zheng spread his hands helplessly, as if he didn't want to say it either.

He didn't care whether Sun Wukong heard what he said, because he felt that Buddha Tathagata would not let Sun Wukong hear it.

Besides, he doesn’t care about being heard!
Looking at Zhao Zheng, who seemed to be asking for a beating, Tathagata Buddha seemed to see the Jin Chanzi of the past, his eyelids twitching and he revealed a compassionate smile.

"No matter what, you should know who I am!"

"I know. He's the boss of Lingshan!"

"..."

Seeing Zhao Zheng unwilling to call him Master, Tathagata Buddha felt helpless. He then looked at the cave where Sun Wukong was sealed and said, "You should know that you and him have a master-disciple relationship."

"Hmm? Master, are you going to help me get back my lost other half? When are you going to start? Now?"

"..."

The Tathagata Buddha looked expressionlessly at Zhao Zheng, whom he called his master. He took a deep breath and said to himself that this was his own disciple, dear one. Even if he was beaten to death, he would have to rescue him.
Then he regained his composure, looked at Zhao Zheng, and said calmly: "Impermanence, no joy, no self, no purity, neither withering nor flourishing, neither false nor empty, it is half withering and half flourishing. You and Chen Xuanzang are originally one, so how can you say that you lost half..."

"I understand. Buddha won't help me!"

"..."

"Alas, I knew that no one can be relied on. I will go back and practice..." Zhao Zheng sighed, his figure turned around and flew away, but he felt that he had wronged calling him "Master".

"Call me Master next time when you get something good!"

Zhao Zheng made up his mind secretly, which made the eyelids of Tathagata Buddha, who vaguely heard Zhao Zheng's thoughts, twitch. Then he looked at Chen Xuanzang who was thousands of miles away. Well, you know what, he suddenly felt that this half-disciple was more pleasing to the eye!

Although I am a little stupid... no... quite a lot!

“Has all wisdom been given to the devil?”

Buddha Tathagata felt puzzled, and then looked towards the underworld again. To be honest, although he had long known from the Heavenly Dao that the fact that his disciple Jin Chanzi was split into two had nothing to do with the underworld, he did not believe in the Heavenly Dao.

The Buddha raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the thirty-three heavens, and then disappeared, leaving behind the still sobbing Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong shouted for a while, and when he found that no one paid any attention to him, he tentatively cursed "Old Tathagata".

"Eh, are they all gone?"

Sun Wukong looked warily at the vines clinging to the walls around him. Seeing that the vines did not react, he began to calculate with curiosity in his eyes.

"Let me see who you are. Once I break Tathagata's seal, I will tear your intestines out..."

Not to mention Sun Wukong's cursing and shock after discovering that he couldn't figure it out, Zhao Zheng was currently exorcising demons and monsters.

To be precise, he was supervising the monks of Jinshan Temple to exorcise demons and monsters, and evaluating their professional titles. Looking at Fawu who did not punch in, he frowned and downgraded him to K3.

Monk Fawu, who was subduing demons, felt that his own cultivation level plummeted in an instant. Just as he was looking at the wolf demon gnawing at his head in horror, the surrounding environment changed.

Enter the eyes,

It’s the toilet of Jinshan Temple!

And dozens of fellow students with happy faces!

"Uncle Fawu, I didn't expect you to be here too!"

"Hey, Brother Fawu!"

"You are... Junior Brother Fa Ming?"

Fawu looked at the old monk in front of him uncertainly, and the old monk Faming nodded: "It's me, brother is guilty...oh..."

Fa Ming paused, and an expression of "I understand, I understand" appeared on his face and on the faces of the other monks in the toilet.

Seeing Fawu's helpless look, Monk Faming grabbed a mop from the wall and handed it to Fawu: "Hey, Brother, here, when you come in, just clean up well. Don't think too much in the future."

"Why? Isn't it said that it's easy to get promoted after your job title drops to K3? Once you get promoted, can't you leave here?"

Seeing that the people around him looked uninterested and obviously didn't want to talk, Fa Wu asked Fa Ming who was mopping the floor with a bit of confusion.

"Is it easy to get promoted?"

Monk Fa Ming laughed, and the rest of the monks also laughed. Fa Ming pointed at himself and said, "Brother, do you know how long I have been here?"

"Half a month? I remember you said something bad about the abbot, and then you failed to punch in the next day!"

Fa Wu said uncertainly, and Monk Fa Ming shook his head and nodded: "It may be a month for you... but for me, ninety years have passed!"

"Ninety years?"

Fa Wu was shocked when he heard this, and then he saw a familiar-looking monk and sighed, "I'm afraid you don't know how special this place is!"

"Is there anything special about the toilet?"

"Other families don't have it, but we have it in Jinshan Temple. If I'm not mistaken, you should be an elder in the 15th year of Zhenguan, right?"

A young monk counted on his fingers and looked at Fawu's confused expression. He smiled and shook his head and continued mopping the floor.

Monk Fa Ming looked at Fa Wu who was looking at him in confusion and couldn't help but sighed: "Brother, this place contains the avenue of time and space..."

"Time and space... Avenue?"

Monk Fawu was even more stunned when he heard this. The young monk said, "To put it bluntly, the toilets in Jinshan Temple have been cleaned since the 105th year of Zhenguan!"

"What? The toilets were cleaned ninety years later?"

"Yes!"

"..."

One to say one,

I don’t quite believe it!
Monk Fawu didn't believe it. He had only heard that some cities collected taxes ninety years later. How could the toilets be cleaned ninety years later? It was a bit too unrealistic.

Seeing the monk Fawu's unbelieving look, the young monk curled his lips and looked at the sun outside the toilet: "It's a pity that I can't talk about things related to history, but it doesn't matter. I will go find you later... that is, your future self, and ask your future self to write you a letter. You will believe it after reading it!"

"???"so,
Toilets really weren't cleaned until 90 years later?!
Monk Fawu widened his eyes in horror, which made everyone smile. The young monk even looked at the others and said.

"Come on, everyone, tell us your generation names!"

"This young monk has decided on his generation name!"

"I am from the Hui generation!"

"I understand the generation..."

Listening to the younger and younger generation names being announced by the fellow disciples present, Monk Fawu was completely stunned. He subconsciously thought that their abbot was too petty. He actually built such a toilet for such a small matter. His pettiness was not much smaller than a needle tip, right? !

……

"Hmm? You don't understand the good intentions of this abbot!"

Zhao Zheng, who heard someone's mumbling, frowned and took out the jade disc of professional title, drew a cross in the evaluation of Monk Fawu, then thought about it and added a zero to the sentence.

"A bunch of ungrateful people who don't know the good intentions of this abbot. Don't you think that other people's toilets have time and space avenues for you to comprehend? You won't even sell them even if you get a bargain..."

Zhao Zheng cursed in his heart, but he also wanted to make one thing clear: he was broad-minded!
Thinking about it, he added another zero to the monk Fawu's sentence. There was no other meaning, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he got! !

Zhao Zheng felt more and more angry when he thought about how he had worked hard to support these monks in their studies and cultivation, how he had provided them with cultivation methods, and how he had taken them in when their sect was destroyed.

"Damn it, if I had known earlier that I would destroy those sects, I should have destroyed these people as well. Why did I accept them into my Jinshan Temple..."

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself as he looked at the jackal monster in front of him that he had been unable to defeat for a long time. He raised his hand and stretched it out, gently pinching it.

bang——

The jackal monster turned into a blood mist. Although the monks who were besieging it were unable to dodge and were covered in blood, they still bowed respectfully and said, "Grandmaster, please have mercy!"

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, go back and call for help. Before the sun rises tomorrow, I want there to be no demons or monsters within a thousand miles of Jiushi City!" Zhao Zheng snorted and ordered.

"Follow the instructions of the National Master!" ×N
The monks accepted the order, then respectfully said goodbye and flew back to Jinshan Temple. Zhao Zheng was too lazy to look at these bald monks anymore, so he took a step forward and returned to his palace in Jinshan Temple to calm down.

There is nothing much to say about the process, it is nothing more than the explanation of the word "relax", that is, slowly undressing...

In addition, to be honest, a bad mood will always affect people. Wu Meiniang and others started crying after a while. Just like that, there was no conversation all night until the next day.

The sky is slightly bright!

After acting as a question-answering machine for a while and pestering Miss Duan for a whole night, Chen Xuanzang still did not get back the demon-catching bag containing Zhu Ganglie's soul. He could only return to Jiushi City with a bitter face.

But as soon as he entered the city gate, he found that something was wrong. It was because there were too few people, so few that it seemed even more haunted.

"Uncle, why is the city so quiet today?" Chen Xuanzang grabbed a passerby on the street and asked.

"You are the uncle, I am only eighteen years old!"

"...Okay, big brother!"

Chen Xuanzang looked at the older-looking brother with twitching eyelids and continued to ask the same question, only to hear the older brother say.

"They all went to see the monsters!"

"monster?"

"You don't know? That's right. It looks like you just came back from outside the city. Last night, the Grand Master worked hard all night to kill all the monsters and demons within a thousand miles of the Ninety City. He even ordered people to bring back the bodies of those monsters and demons, saying that he would give us some scientific knowledge!"

"Killed them all...?"

"Yes, demons and monsters, if we don't kill them, will we keep them alive?" The man looked at Chen Xuanzang, who was a little distraught, with a strange expression on his face, and then asked.

"Why, are you going to watch the fun or not? If not, I will. I have never seen any monsters or ghosts in my life!"

Chen Xuanzang did not speak, but just thought about the three words "kill them all". Seeing this, the man curled his lips and said something sick, then trotted towards the direction of Jinshan Temple.

Chen Xuanzang calmed himself down and walked towards Jinshan Temple, but his pace was unknowingly getting faster and faster.

After a while, Chen Xuanzang saw dense crowds of people gathered near Jinshan Temple.

And the smell of blood!

The pungent smell of blood, the eye-catching smell of blood, and the faint sounds that came from the corpses of demons and monsters that were hanging in the air and were being explained by the monks.

"Wuwuwu, why are you killing me? I've already surrendered..."

"Damn you monks, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost..."

"I just killed someone accidentally. I didn't do it on purpose. Why don't you monks listen to my explanation..."

"I killed my enemy. It was that hunter who caused the death of all 32 members of my family. I was just seeking revenge..."

Crying, twisted, resentful, crazy...

A series of faint sounds like devilish voices poured into Chen Xuanzang's ears, making him frown as he looked at the corpses of the monsters and demons that made these sounds.

"What? You don't seem happy?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Chen Xuanzang turned his head to look at Zhao Zhengdao who had appeared beside him at some point.

"No... I just don't understand why Big Brother wants to kill them all. Obviously... they already know they are wrong?!"

Chen Xuanzang listened to the sounds coming from the corpses of the demons and ghosts and said uncertainly. Zhao Zheng glanced at Chen Xuanzang's ears, which were equipped with divine hearing, and shook his head and said, "You said they knew they were wrong. No, no, no, they were just scared!"

"afraid?"

"if not?"

Zhao Zheng asked back, looking at Chen Xuanzang with a strange look in his eyes, and asked: "Haven't you heard the saying that those who are not of my race must have different hearts? Hmm? It's good to have heard it..."

Zhao Zheng said, pointing at the corpses of various demons and monsters in the hands of the monks: "They treat us just like we treat chickens, ducks and the like..."

"But……"

"Don't make me slap you when I'm in a good mood!"

"..."

"Forget it. I'm too lazy to tell you. Your beloved master is here. It's time for your elder brother, who has no feelings for you, to leave!"

After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, his figure disappeared, leaving Chen Xuanzang behind, who opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Chen Xuanzang frowned as he looked at the fat monk who came to his side. He only heard the fat monk say, "Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin..."

As he said this, he looked at Chen Xuanzang and said, "Don't be too sad. They are suffering from this bad karma today. It's purely because of them..."

"Master, when they died, did they know they were wrong, or were they afraid?" Chen Xuanzang thought for a while and asked.

"..."

"Also, Master, do you think that from their perspective, we are just like the way we look at chickens and ducks?"

"..."

"Hmm? Master, why don't you say anything?"

"..."

It's not that I don't speak.

It's just that you've become too powerful!
Looking at Chen Xuanzang, whose eyebrows resembled Zhao Zheng by three points, the fat monk frowned and asked, "Has your elder brother been here?"

"Is it important?"

"..."

bang——

"Has your elder brother been here?"

The fat monk put away his raised fist and started asking again. Chen Xuanzang squatted on the ground, covering his head with a bitter face.

"Just leave!"

"Oh...where's the pig demon?"

“…No…I didn’t catch him!”

"Oh……"

The fat monk said "oh" but didn't care too much. After all, he didn't expect Chen Xuanzang to catch the pig monster.

(End of this chapter)