I stole divine power in Daxia

Chapter 693 The Real and Fake Second Senior Brother

Second Senior Brother Jiang Deshu awoke from his dream. All around him was silent, and in the darkness of night, a jade disc hung high in the sky.

wrong!

The second senior brother immediately realized that they were in an abandoned temple. It was already summer, so there should have been noisy insects chirping around. Why was it so quiet?
He first looked around and saw that Yuan Tong and Sheng Shan were lying in the pile of luggage next to him, but these were just their incarnations.

Now that Yuan Tong has assumed the position of Lord of Kunyuan Palace, Sheng Shan is about to rebuild the Netherworld Pure Land.

The two were true gods and Buddhas of high rank and power, so they could not possibly travel slowly for decades. Therefore, their true forms were stationed in the central area along the way, leaving behind two incarnations.

If there are any problems that cannot be solved, then I will descend directly.

So in the past twenty years, the only real living people on the journey to the West were him and his master, not to mention Garuda, who turned into a white horse.

The second senior brother stood up and, without disturbing the two incarnations, tried to tiptoe out.

Suddenly a voice broke the silence.

"Wuneng, the scriptures haven't been retrieved yet, where are you going?"

The sound was distant and calm, like the tolling of a bell in a remote temple, seemingly capable of completely cleansing the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance from people's hearts in an instant.

That's Master's voice.

Although the master who came from Qinglian Temple didn't have any special skills, he was fortunate enough not to be a nuisance like the Tang Dynasty monk who would occasionally chant the Tightening-Headband Mantra. Therefore, he had a good relationship with the disciples in the pilgrimage team.

At the same time, everyone subconsciously regarded him as a lucky charm, like the monks of the Tang Dynasty.

It only takes a little thought to realize it.

Those who traveled along the way to obtain the scriptures were all key figures from various factions. Yuan Tong had the support of Confucianism and the Heavenly Venerable.

Shengshan was followed by Buddhism.

He has the support of Taoism and the Great Xia Dynasty.

After completing the pilgrimage, they all become Buddhas and patriarchs, sharing in the fortune of heaven and earth.

And how could it be simple for the most important person to come out of Qinglian Temple!
The second senior brother's expression changed twice, and he slowly turned around, a smile spreading across his chubby face.

"Master, it's so late, aren't you asleep yet?"

He looked at the monk.

At this moment, the monk from Qinglian Temple sat in the very center of the abandoned temple, the moonlight falling from the tilted ceiling, half of it shining on his face, the other half being absorbed by the darkness, and even the monk's voice, which sounded like the tolling of an ancient temple bell, became eerie.

If a bell suddenly rings in an abandoned temple, it must be because the evil spirit that has been suppressed beneath the temple for thousands of years has suddenly been given a chance to breathe!

"He hasn't given you any benefits yet, has he?"

A smile appeared on the monk's face, which was half-shaded and half-hidden in darkness, as if he were still asleep.

"And going against us won't do you any good!"

The Blood Sea Sovereign laughed and said, "I, Maitreya, do not want to oppose the Heavenly Venerable. It is almost impossible, just as impossible for the Heavenly Venerable to suppress us forever."

"The struggle between us saints is something you can let that Celestial Venerable handle himself. Why are you, a lazy bum, getting involved?"

"The journey to the West is a task assigned by Him. Just do it honestly. Even if problems arise, it's the fault of His leadership. Haven't you already known this principle?"

"When did it become your place to collude with outsiders to change the mission? If trouble arises, the Heavenly Venerable will naturally be blameless, but you, the one who did it, will be in grave error. It's not impossible that you'll end up like Pigsy, forever banished to the animal realm!" The Blood Sea Venerable's words were all reasonable.

This principle is a life lesson that my second senior brother learned in the past.

Yes, the real saints above are fighting. The saints are immortal, but those below them can be reduced to ashes at any time.

The second senior brother's smile froze at first, then his body gradually relaxed. He took two steps forward and said shrewdly, "Master, you're right... but what that Master of Illusion said was too frightening. He said that even if we succeed in obtaining the scriptures, you will eat me. That scared me, so I just wanted to slip away as soon as possible..."

He made his move the instant he spoke.

However, the moment he raised his hand, he found himself like a tiny insect frozen in amber. The golden thunder talisman in his palm shone with dazzling light, but his open mouth could no longer recite a complete mantra.

The master smiled, stretched out his palm, and manipulated the surrounding darkness. The dazzling lightning talisman was completely swallowed by the darkness, like a firefly in summer.

A third-grade talisman can easily stir up ten miles of thunderclouds, but when faced with a deity who has already recovered some of his strength, it is as easy to extinguish as a firecracker in a child's hand.

"Have you forgotten my authority as your teacher?"

The master smiled and said, "I am the master of flesh and blood."

His face was half calm and half distorted.

"All flesh and blood belong to my teacher."

"Your Celestial Venerable, although He has been constantly diminishing my power over the years, has forgotten one thing: the evil in the world can never be completely eliminated. We should thank the people of the world, thank the Buddha, and also thank that Illusion Master."

When the Blood Sea Venerable spoke, His lineage naturally interacted with that of his second senior brother.

In an instant, the second senior brother understood why Blood Sea Venerable had said that.

In recent years, Buddhism has flourished, and reciting Amitabha Buddha's name can lead to rebirth in the Pure Land.

As a result, the monks in the temple amassed offerings, while the believers below ignored the true scriptures and only wanted to accumulate good deeds.

From releasing poisonous snakes to building large Buddha statues, from small acts of kindness to great acts of kindness, behind every good deed lies selfishness and self-interest, which has long deviated from the Buddha's original teachings. Therefore, the more Buddhism flourishes and good deeds prosper, the stronger the demons become.

So now, although this body is half in the hands of Buddha and half in the hands of demon, in the Buddhist teachings, Buddha has already lost, which is why he is now almost asleep, allowing the Blood Sea Venerable to take the lead.

Suddenly, the second senior brother smiled again, "That's right, but you are only a master of flesh and blood."

After saying this, the second brother never came to life again.

The Blood Sea Venerable stepped forward, like an old monk patting his disciple's head. His palm touched his second senior brother's skin, but the next moment his expression changed, "You ran really fast!"

In the dream world, a stream of light enveloped the second senior brother's soul and consciousness, causing him to fall into the underworld.

After being told the whole story by the Master of the Illusion in the dream world, the Second Senior Brother, with his personality, dared not appear in front of the Blood Sea Lord again.

Having been in officialdom for so long, he knew the consequences of uncovering his boss's big secret. Even if the Heavenly Venerable later exonerated him, he only had one life!

Therefore, he decisively abandoned his physical body, took the book "Journey to the West" with him, and used the attraction of the Netherworld to his soul to fall directly into the Netherworld, completely severing the connection between his physical body and flesh to prevent the Blood Sea Lord from chasing after him.

Inside the abandoned temple, Yuan Tong's avatar twitched its ears. A wisp of its consciousness descended from the sky, looked at its master and second senior brother who were talking, and muttered, "What are you two talking about so late at night instead of sleeping?"

Master remained silent, but the second senior brother turned his head and revealed a shrewd smile. "Eldest senior brother, there hasn't been much food on the road these past few days. I was talking to Master about whether I should ask for a day off to go to a nearby town for a late-night snack to satisfy my cravings."

Yuan Tong cursed, "You glutton!"

(End of this chapter)