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Chapter 615: The four masters and apprentices discuss the mysterious spirit and visit Wanshou Mountain

But Zhu Bajie, not only did not get the beauty, but was stabbed to death.

At the same time, his feet suddenly stepped on empty air, and his body fell uncontrollably. He couldn't breathe, and finally crashed into the hell of knife mountains with a bang.

Being stabbed by the sharp blade, Zhu Bajie rolled over and over in agony, and finally revealed his true form in this life: a huge wild boar as big as a mountain, with bristles like steel guns, sharp teeth and a ferocious look.

Unfortunately, even so, he was unable to resist the punishment brought by the Hell of Knife Mountain, because the rules of the Eighteen Levels of Hell were strictly the same as the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. He could not avoid it and could only resist it.

As a result, sharp and creepy pig squeals continued to be heard from the Hell of Knife Mountain, which made the ghost gods and punished souls outside feel cold and terrified.

In the blink of an eye, it's morning again.

Tang Seng slowly woke up and saw green leaves swaying, branches overlapping, and mist floating. He turned his head and looked around, but there was no luxurious manor, soft bed, warm quilt, and the master and his disciples were all sleeping in the pine and cypress forest.

"Wukong! Wujing! Wake up quickly!" Tang Seng called out hurriedly.

Wukong sat up, his face normal. Wujing was startled when he woke up. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Master, Big Brother, did we see a ghost last night?"

Tang Seng's face turned pale when he heard this.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Hahaha, Junior Brother Sha, what you said is really unreasonable. You were once a god in heaven. What kind of ghost can make us, the master and the disciple, all bewitched?"

Tang Seng thought so and asked, "Then what should we do according to what Wukong said?"

Sun Wukong understood in his heart, but he didn't want to expose this test directly, so he shook his head and said: "I don't understand either, but it can't be a ghost, and we slept well last night, so I don't think it's a demon."

Tang Seng nodded slowly, "You have a point. If they were really demons, they wouldn't have treated us to a vegetarian meal and allowed us to rest for a night..." At this point, he suddenly thought of Zhu Bajie, "Ah! Wukong, where is Bajie?"

"Hey, Master, didn't that pig marry into someone else's family? Why are you still thinking about him?"

"Stop joking, Wukong. Since this manor is fake, then the story of marrying a son-in-law is definitely not true. Bajie didn't come home last night. Could something have happened?"

As if to echo what he said, as soon as he finished speaking, the shrill pig squeals were heard again from the other end, interspersed with human voices.

"It hurts... It hurts so much... Brother Monkey, come and save me!!"

Tang Seng stood up suddenly: "Wukong, listen, it's Bajie's voice."

Sun Wukong knew that there was no fun, but after hearing Bajie's screams, he was curious about what Bajie had experienced last night, so he immediately started to look for him.

Soon, after pushing aside the bushes, they saw that a vine had tied up Bajie tightly and hung him upside down on a tree. The clothes under the vine were torn and tattered, revealing long and thin wounds, and blood was oozing out and dripping.

When Tang Seng saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shocked, and he couldn't catch his breath. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Fortunately, Sha Wujing was standing behind him and quickly caught him.

Hearing the sound, Bajie turned around and saw several people, and hurriedly called out: "Brother Monkey, help!"

Sun Wukong blew a breath, causing the vines to fade away, and Bajie fell down with a thump, screaming in pain again.

Turning around, he saw that Sha Seng had pinched Tang Seng's philtrum to wake him up. Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief and then went forward to check on Bajie.

"Idiot, what happened to you? Are you covered in wounds?"

Sun Wukong's eyes were sharp and it was not difficult for him to tell good from bad. Bajie's wounds looked horrible, but they were just superficial injuries and would heal after a little rest. However, Bajie's spirit was very weak, which was the real serious injury.

Hearing this question, Zhu Bajie was suddenly overwhelmed with grief. His eyes suddenly turned red and he couldn't stop crying. "Brother Monkey, you don't know. Last night, I fell into a mountain of knives. I couldn't stand or sit, couldn't fly, and couldn't escape. The knives were so sharp that they cut my flesh and hurt my soul. It was so painful that I cried out to the heavens and the earth for help but no one answered!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy, but when he thought of what happened last night, he said cruelly: "As the saying goes, lust is a knife that scrapes bones. You abandoned your master for wealth and beauty, and ignored the important task of obtaining the scriptures. Now I'm letting you taste the feeling of being stabbed by thousands of knives!"

Zhu Bajie no longer had the heart to argue. He took a deep breath and sighed, "Brother Monkey, to be honest, after falling into the hell of knives yesterday, I figured it out. That Jia Gong is really a fake. Maybe some immortal deliberately came down to earth to test us."

Sun Wukong laughed: "Hehe! You are such a fool, but you can think of this. It seems that you are not stupid."

Tang Seng, who was behind, woke up and walked forward with the help of Sha Wujing.

"Bajie, you have come to this realization, and it is worth the test from the gods and Buddhas last night. You must always keep this in mind in the future, and never make the same mistake again."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of paper floated down in the lush forest.

Wukong reached out to catch it, and saw the following words written on it:
Emperor Xuanling does not want to be a mortal, so Bodhisattva of the South China Sea asks him to come down from the mountain.

Samantabhadra and Manjusri are both guests, transformed into beautiful women in the woods.

The holy monk is virtuous and yet not worldly; Bajie has no Zen and yet is more ordinary.

From now on you must calm down and correct your mistakes. If you are lazy, the road ahead will be difficult!

“So that’s how it is!” Tang Seng suddenly realized and immediately bowed to the sky: “Thank you, Emperor Xuanling, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjusri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva for coming to test my teachings. Your disciple Xuanzang will keep it in mind.”

The three disciples also bowed and saluted.

Soon, the master and his disciples packed up their luggage, led the horses, and set off again.

Bajie was injured, so everyone walked slowly.

Sun Wukong jumped around in front for a while, but couldn't help being curious and said, "Master, I have seen Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I have also heard of Manjusri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, but I wonder who the Xuanling Emperor is that Guanyin Bodhisattva has to personally invite him?"

As soon as Tang Seng said this, before he could reply, Bajie laughed and said, "Brother Monkey, I didn't expect that you didn't even know about the Xuanling Emperor."

"Humph! After I was born, I lived in Huaguo Mountain. Later, I went out to sea to search for immortal mountains, learned from a master, and then went to heaven several times, causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld. I have never heard of the name of Emperor Xuanling. Could it be that this immortal is a hermit?"

Sha Seng interrupted and said, "Big Brother, you are wrong."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong was a little doubtful and moved closer to Sha Seng: "Junior Brother Sha, how did I say something wrong?"

Sha Monk smiled and said, "The Xuanling Emperor is one of the most powerful people in the world. His status in the heaven is second only to the Emperor of Heaven, and he is the Supreme Emperor in the underworld."

Sun Wukong was even more puzzled after hearing this: "If that's the case, why didn't I see him when I made a scene in Heaven? Also, when I made a scene in the underworld, he didn't show up either." Zhu Bajie shook his head and sighed: "Brother Monkey, when you made a scene in Heaven, you never set foot in the Xuanling Emperor's Palace. Although the Xuanling Emperor is powerful, the Heavenly Emperor is the master after all, and he won't cross the line casually. As for the underworld, it's true that you made a scene there, but they were too lazy to bother with a junior monkey like you. You said you fought with many gods in Heaven, but have you ever encountered any obstacles in the underworld?"

"Then why is it that no one cares when I cross out the name of the Flower-Fruit Mountain monkey in the Book of Life and Death?"

"There are only a few monkeys in Huaguo Mountain. Even if I give it to you, it's fine. Besides, the Book of Life and Death is a treasure of the underworld. There is more than one judge in the underworld. What they have in their hands is just a copy."

The more Sun Wukong listened, the more he felt something was wrong. However, he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He could not help but scratch his ears and cheeks in anxiety and made a hoarse sound.

Tang Seng then said, "Wukong, I heard you were ignorant of the high heavens and the deep earth, and even less of the rules. The Xuanling Emperor is respected by the human race and has done immeasurable merits. I think the Emperor doesn't want to argue with you, so he just let you do what you want."

Sun Wukong was a little dissatisfied when he heard this, and immediately looked up at Bajie: "Fool, tell me, where is the Taoist temple of Emperor Xuanling? I will find a chance to visit him and maybe have a fight with him!"

If it had been before, Zhu Bajie would have inevitably laughed at Bi Ma Wen, but now that he had just survived the hell of swords, he had given up a lot of thoughts of making trouble.

So he said, "I advise you not to have such thoughts anymore, it will affect your height."

"Huh? Why does it affect my height? What does this mean?"

Bajie smiled slightly: "Because Emperor Xuanling might break your legs."

"Hey! Nonsense! I, Old Sun, can move freely and even if I am defeated, how can I let someone break my legs? How can you, an idiot, boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige?!"

Bajie ignored him and looked at Sha Seng: "Brother Sha, do you remember what happened back then?"

As soon as Sha Seng heard what he meant, he nodded.

"Then you should talk to the eldest brother, so that he won't suffer in the future and then blame the brothers for not reminding him. My injury is really painful and I don't want to say much. Emperor Xuanling is really as cruel as ever..." As he said that, he opened his clothes and touched the wound, and couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Then, while carrying the load, Sha Seng talked to Sun Wukong about Emperor Xuanling.

In fact, Sha Wujing had never seen much, so most of it was what he heard when he was the Curtain-Pulling General in Heaven. However, in the final battle of the Conferred Gods, the Jade Emperor projected it with the Haotian Mirror, and Sha Wujing, who was the Curtain-Pulling General, also got a big taste of it.

However, now that he had been demoted to the mortal world and entered Buddhism, he would have to spend his time in Lingshan in the future. Therefore, he did not dare to make up stories, nor did he dare to speak too directly, let alone mention the saints who appeared at the end.

However, even though he considered it over and over again and spoke evasively, Sun Wukong and Tang Seng, who was listening attentively, were still shocked.

Not to mention how many Buddhists died at the hands of Hong Chen, just the fact that Tathagata Buddha was no match for him shows that he has extraordinary magical powers.

To Tang Seng, Tathagata is the Buddha of Buddhism and the most respected one.

For Wukong, Tathagata's palm suppressing him was so strong that it made him uncomfortable.

Therefore, after listening to Sha Seng's words, Sun Wukong fell into deep thought and stopped talking nonsense for a while.

Just looking at the gleam in his eyes, one can't tell whether he is thinking of something again.

at the same time.

After throwing Zhu Bajie into the Knife Mountain Hell last night, Hong Chen and the three Bodhisattvas showed their original appearance. The three Bodhisattvas bowed and thanked them. Hong Chen waved his hand and said, "After all, you invited me to play a game, not to mention that I can also get some merits. If I really want to thank you, I should thank you."

How could the three Bodhisattvas dare to accept it? They quickly said they dared not.

Afterwards, the four of them left separately. Hong Chen rode his horse and took the lead, surpassing the pilgrim team and arriving at Wanshou Villa.

Zhen Yuanzi was instructing Qingfeng and Mingyue to entertain Tang Monk who was about to visit them. When he saw Hong Chen's sudden visit, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Your Majesty has come from afar, and I am sorry for not welcoming you. I hope Your Majesty will not blame me."

Hong Chen smiled and said, "I came here suddenly without sending a visiting card. I hope the Immortal won't blame me for being rude."

The two looked at each other and laughed, and then Zhen Yuanzi personally led him into the temple.

Qingfeng and Mingyue were overjoyed when they saw Hong Chen, and they hurriedly bowed: "Greetings, Great Emperor!"

"Stop being polite! We are old acquaintances, why would you ask me to come and see you?" Hong Chen smiled and helped them up, then said to Zhen Yuanzi, "To be honest, I was following the group heading west, and I gained enlightenment by observing the changes in the heaven and earth's calamity. Yesterday, I tested them with Guanyin and the others, and then I thought about how close we are to this place, and the taste of the ginseng fruit, so please don't be stingy!"

“Hahahaha!” Zhen Yuanzi laughed heartily and said boldly, “You finally came to Wuzhuang Temple once, how could I be stingy? Qingfeng, Mingyue, go get ten fruits so that Emperor Xuanling can enjoy them!”

When Hong Chen heard this, he quickly held Zhen Yuanzi back and said, "Too much! Too much! I was just joking." Then he said to Qing Feng and Ming Yue, "Bring three of them. I'll eat one and keep two for making wine. The rest I have nowhere to use, so don't waste them."

Qingfeng Mingyue heard this and looked at Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded: "Just as the emperor said. But since you want to make wine, I have some good spiritual objects in my alchemy room, you can also take them."

"Yes, Master!"

Afterwards, Zhen Yuanzi pulled Hong Chen to sit down and boiled water to make tea.

"Do you want to listen to Yuanshi's preaching?" Hong Chen said bluntly.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and said, "A few days ago, Yuanshi Tianzun sent me a letter, inviting me to attend a lecture on Hunyuan Daoguo."

"The primordial Dao fruit of a saint must have its merits." After a pause, Hong Chen said, "Then after you have listened to Yuanshi's primordial Dao fruit, I will come back and tell you about my primordial Dao fruit, how about that?"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "That's great! You are a real Hunyuan Golden Immortal, but a saint becomes a saint after killing three corpses. I think your Hunyuan Dao Fruit must have many things we can learn from." He laughed again: "Now that you put it that way, I suddenly feel that three fruits and some spiritual objects are really shabby."

"Do we have to be so polite to each other? If you really feel bad, why not give me your ginseng fruit tree?"

"If you want it, you can pluck it and take it away anytime. If I say no, I will no longer be called Zhen Yuanzi."

"Haha, you're willing to give up even the ginseng fruit tree. I'm just talking about the Hunyuan Dao fruit. What's so important about it?"

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard with a smile, and suddenly said: "You talk about the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, I think there will be many Taoist friends who want to listen. If you don't mind, why don't you hold a banquet in my Wanshou Mountain and invite friends to gather together and exchange experiences. At the very least, it can be lively. How do you think?"

"Okay! To be honest, I love banquets the most!"

(End of this chapter)