I am Jiang Ming, the Eternal Demon Emperor

Chapter 908 Jiang Ming's Journey to the West: Demon Subduing

What a show! So exciting!

As a chess player, Jiang Ming even went to the Wuzhi Mountain Endless, took out a speaker, and played a song that could evoke the vicissitudes of five hundred years.

However, even if he doesn't go, the Six-Eared Macaque has already gotten what he wanted in this life; he won't die, and with Jiang Ming's support, he can go to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures. In the future, he'll at least have a job and won't be schemed against anymore.

For Jiang Ming, he needs to prove himself again in this primordial world and become a Great Dao Saint, using the Great Dao of Primordial Creation to achieve perfect merit.

Before that, Jiang Ming thought about it many times and decided that he should complete the things he had experienced in the past and make it all perfect.

Then, Tang Sanzang, who was supposed to go to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures, was replaced by Jiang Ming. He was sent to play in Jiang Ming's inner world and experience the feeling of time travel.

As for Jiang Ming himself, he left behind a benevolent corpse at the Great Thunder Temple to become the Buddha. He transformed into Tang Sanzang and embarked on the journey to the West.

This was a spiritual journey, and also a return to familiar places.

Of course, the feelings are different, that's for sure.

Jiang Ming bid farewell to Emperor Li Shimin of Tang and traveled westward to Liangjie Mountain, where he encountered the mountain guardian, who was actually Taibai Jinxing in disguise. In order to protect him, he successfully met Sun Wukong.

As for Taibai Jinxing, he fled in a daze, but this pilgrim was exceptionally energetic, keeping him awake and chatting away all night. Taibai Jinxing couldn't understand where the monk got so much to say, and he was so engrossed in listening that he almost couldn't resist casting a spell to knock Jiang Ming unconscious.

Unfortunately, for some reason, his spell had no effect on Jiang Ming. This reincarnation of Jin Chanzi was very peculiar, as if he was immune to all spells.

"This humble monk takes his leave."

Jiang Ming looked at Tai Bai, the mountain guardian, with reluctance and said...

"Holy monk, go forth, and do not look back."

Venus immediately replied.

"This is the last time we'll meet. You must protect Taibao."

Jiang Ming looked at Venus with emotion and said.

“Holy monk, listen to my advice. There is a divine monkey ahead. When you encounter him, try to speak as little as possible.”

Venus spoke with some concern.

“Master, I will remember this. You are truly a good person. I really wish we could talk all night again and sleep side by side.”

Jiang Ming said reluctantly.

“Holy Monk, the journey to the West is of utmost importance. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now.”

Upon hearing Jiang Ming's words, Venus immediately turned pale and left.

Jiang Ming, having completed his wicked act, set off again.

When Jiang Ming arrived at the foot of Liangjie Mountain, he saw a strange Five Finger Mountain.

Just then, Jiang Ming heard an excited shout, "Master, Master, is that you? Are you going to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures? I am Sun Wukong. I am here to escort you to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures, as arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva."

The Six-Eared Macaque has almost forgotten who he is over the years. Having played Sun Wukong for so long, he has come to believe that he is the Monkey King, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

As for Jiang Ming, he didn't care that the Six-Eared Macaque wanted to be the Monkey King; let him be.

After all, his previous identity hadn't brought Jiang Ming much joy; being played like a fool was hardly a happy thing. Fortunately, his identity was special, and he had a deep connection with the Goddess Nuwa, so no one would truly kill him. Even if he eventually became the Victorious Fighting Buddha, it could be considered a successful outcome.

"Haha, Master, why are you so late?"

The Six-Eared Macaque was overjoyed to see Jiang Ming; at that moment, he expressed his heartfelt happiness. Finally, he could escape his predicament.

"You are the divine monkey mentioned by Guanyin Bodhisattva. How can I save you?"

Jiang Ming looked at the Six-Eared Macaque and examined it curiously.

"Master, you just need to peel off that pressing sticker, and you can get me out."

The Six-Eared Macaque immediately said.

"Amitabha."

Jiang Ming sat down, deciding not to rush and to chat with the Six-Eared Macaque.

"Wukong, you said you wanted to become my disciple, and it was under the guidance of Guanyin Bodhisattva that I decided to accept you as my apprentice." "Wukong, a teacher for a day is a father for life. From now on, you will be called Sun Wukong, and you will follow me on our journey of 108,000 li, step by step, to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

"(Wukong, can you tell me how you got trapped under this Five Elements Mountain?)"

"You said you've been imprisoned for five hundred years. Aren't you hungry? I have some dry rations and fruit on me. Would you like some water first?"

"—"

The night was long, and the Six-Eared Macaque hadn't had anyone to talk to for a long time. He slept, and the whole night passed.

The next day, the Six-Eared Macaque finally couldn't take it anymore. "Master, please let me out. We can talk slowly on the way."

"Master, you should leave. I don't want to go on the pilgrimage anymore. I think this place is quite nice, quiet."

"Wukong, look at you, you're getting impatient again. I'll let you out right now."

As Jiang Ming spoke, he grabbed Sun Wukong's arm and pulled him out from under the Five Fingers Mountain.

After being pulled out, the Six-Eared Macaque was still a bit dazed. He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief; he had just been released like that.

"Wukong, you have finally escaped the sea of ​​suffering... Five hundred years have passed, and the world has changed drastically."
Even the stubborn rocks are covered in moss.

Only one heart is not dead

Yearning for a carefree and unrestrained life
Even wildfire
Even if covered in ice and snow
My aspirations remain unchanged.

The belief remains undiminished—

Jiang Ming gazed at the Six-Eared Macaque with deep affection, and then gave him a song called "The Changing World of Five Seasons."

Six-Eared Macaque: "—"

To be honest, he would rather lie back down; coming out was a bit too impulsive and sudden.

"Ouch."

Suddenly, the Six-Eared Macaque felt a sharp pain in his arm. Was he injured?
"Wukong, what's wrong?"

Jiang Ming immediately asked with concern.

"Master, my shoulder is dislocated."

The six-eared macaque could hardly believe it and muttered to itself.

"Ah, Wukong, didn't you say you caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace? Why do you seem more delicate than your master?"

Jiang Ming immediately looked at the Six-Eared Macaque with a suspicious gaze.

“Master, you may not believe in my character, but you cannot believe in the things I have done. Even Guanyin Bodhisattva has specifically exposed my shortcomings.”

The Six-Eared Macaque immediately exclaimed excitedly.

"Alright, Wukong, I believe in you. I'll go see if there are any herbs to bandage you up; your shoulder is dislocated."

Jiang Ming wore an expression that said, "I believe in you," but his eyes were clearly full of comfort.

"No need, Master, I can heal myself."

With a "snap," the Six-Eared Macaque said, having repositioned its bones.

And so, the pilgrimage team set off, and Jiang Ming even gave the Six-Eared Macaque his own clothes.

On the way, the Six-Eared Macaque killed a tiger, and Jiang Ming even made him a tiger-skin skirt.

Then, I moved into the old man's house where I used to pick peaches for the Six-Eared Macaque when I was a child.

That night, a group of robbers came to plunder and loot.

Without a word, the Six-Eared Macaque killed all the bandits. It must be said that in these matters, he was indeed fiercely opposed to evil.

"Wukong, how could you kill them? Even if you break their legs and let them die on their own, you can't kill them. We are monks now, and monks are compassionate and cannot kill."

(End of this chapter)