Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 381 Blessings and misfortunes
Wuzhan said calmly: "It's time to leave."

"I will not let you leave. You don't have any chance in my Taoism."

Wuzhan said calmly: "Opportunities are always earned through hard work. Senior, you should know why I came here to tell you to leave."

"Of course I know this will not escape your eyes, but it's all in vain. I advise you not to do it." At this time, there was a flash of light around Wuzhai, and four golden warriors with wide-open eyes appeared, surrounding Wuzhai like four walls.

Wuzhan said: "These four Vajras can't trap me. Although I am within the Taoism of the senior, I am no longer in the Five Elements. These four Vajras are just mysterious creations and can't cause any substantial harm to me. The senior can give it a try." As he spoke, he had already passed through the body of a Vajra.

Randeng smiled and said, "That's not necessary." At this time, the dozen monks on the island had entered the hall, holding sticks and protecting Randeng on both sides.

Wuzhan asked, "Did the senior cut off the tongues of these people?"

"Of course not. They found that their tongues would only bring disaster and affect their practice, so they cut them off of their own accord."

"Wouldn't it be difficult to communicate with others? If these dozen people come together, they will definitely hinder each other and fight indiscriminately."

Randeng laughed and said, "These dozen people combined are comparable to the Primordial Golden Immortal."

"Then let me teach you, come along." He said as he took a stance.

Randeng nodded and said, "I'll meet your request." More than a dozen monks dispersed and attacked Wuzhan from different directions.

Wuzhan showed no fear and did not dodge. More than a dozen sticks fell on him, but he said nothing and endured them all. The monks also struck Wuzhan with discretion and not too heavy force, intending to make Wuzhan give up.

Ran Deng laughed and said, "Just give up!"

"I'm sorry, senior."

The sound came from the side of Randeng. Looking carefully, he found that there was a disciple beside him who had not left. This disciple often went to Wuzhan to clean. He could actually speak, which meant that the 'Wuzhan' who was beaten was that disciple. And if you pay a little attention, you will find that 'Wuzhan' kept his mouth closed when he spoke.

By the time he figured it out, it was too late. Randang's body was pushed away, revealing a lotus platform under the seat. Wuzhan, who had disguised himself as a monk, slapped it down with his palm. There was a talisman hidden in his palm. When the talisman fell on the lotus platform, the rune light flashed, and the lotus platform shattered.

Randeng shouted, "You are committing a sin!"

The long hall was shaking, the earth and wood were shattered, the ground was cracked and bulged, and black air spread out from the cracks, mixed with endless resentment and anger.

Randeng formed seals with his hands, and the golden swastika character covered the ground that was about to collapse like a net, slowly pressing the bulging ground back. More than a dozen monks also sat down and closed their eyes to form seals, and swastika characters fell to the ground one after another.

Wuzhan stood where he was and did not take the opportunity to escape. He was like a complete outsider, quietly watching the painful expressions on these people's faces. "If these evil guys are dealt with one by one, it will be an easy task for you, senior. But if these evil guys attack together, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you, senior." Although he said this to Randeng, he was actually reminding the evil guys below.

Sure enough, the ground that was gradually suppressed suddenly cracked and a beam of black light shot out, causing more than a dozen monks to spit blood.

I only heard a deep and deep voice coming from below, "Randeng boy, you have suppressed me for three thousand years. When I get out, I will not forgive you."

Randeng turned a deaf ear to it, his whole body shining with golden light, he clasped his hands together, the long hall collapsed, and a huge golden Buddha's palm as big as a mountain fell from the sky, with a "boom" sound, it landed heavily on the gap.

He then turned to Wuzhan and said in a deep voice: "Your real target is him, right?"

Wuzhan nodded and said, "Without him, I can't escape from here."

"Do you know who he is?"

"Shen Tu was once one of the four great elders under Jiemie. After Jiemie's death, he fled to the west and his whereabouts are unknown three thousand years ago."

"How did you guess he would be here?"

"Because the senior said that three thousand extremely evil people were suppressed here."

"If you know they are extremely evil people, why do you still want to save them and bring disaster to the world?"

Wuzhan said: "This is the only way I can leave here. This is what Senior forced me to do."

Randeng smiled bitterly and said, "If you leave, why do you need his help? When you helped me comprehend the Three Thousand Worlds, you must have seen more than me. You stayed here just to find a chance to rescue Shen Tu. Don't you admit that you are Jiemie now?" "This is just my guess. I am not Jiemie. Even if I am Jiemie's reincarnation, I am not him. What he did should not be counted on me. Besides, the Buddhist scriptures say, 'Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.' Even if you have done something wrong, you can be a good person if you decide to turn over a new leaf."

"Be a good person, huh. If you change your ways, how can you save such a murderer!"

"If you can predict the future, how could you not notice my actions today? Since you don't have this ability, how can you determine what will happen in the future? The past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be predicted. How can you know that I will harm the world? Even if you win the argument with me, does that mean what you said is right? If I win, does that mean the facts are as I said? Isn't all this just arbitrary judgment?"

"Forget it, you can leave, but I will not let him go, Shen Tu."

"Since you asked me to leave, then you have admitted defeat. My condition is to take him away."

"It's impossible. He is murderous and unruly. You can't control him."

"Since I have decided to take him away, I have a way to make him surrender. If he is really a murderer, I will kill him first." Then he said loudly: "Shen Tu, can you hear me?"

"I have been waiting for this moment for more than ten thousand years. Finally, it has come. Your Majesty, I only obey you in this world. If Your Majesty wants me to die, I will never spare a moment's life." The voice couldn't stop shaking.

Randeng shouted, "Shen Tu, I will never let you out!"

"Old man Ran Deng, if you hadn't set a trap for me, you wouldn't be able to trap me." As he spoke, the ground began to rise again. Two huge forces were competing with each other, and they were at a stalemate.

Wuzhan said, "I'm sorry to offend you." Wuzhan made seals with his hands and chanted the Buddha's name. A huge golden Buddha's palm rose from the ground. The golden Buddha's palm was the same size as Randeng. It was obvious that Wuzhan had completely mastered Randeng's magic.

With Wuzhai's intervention, Randeng's magic power was offset, and the ground exploded instantly. A strong figure rushed out, with disheveled red hair and eyes wide open. As soon as he came out, he slapped Randeng without saying a word, and the entire space curled up.

"Stop!" Wuzhan's golden Buddha palm immediately blocked in front of Randeng, and with a "bang", the space shook and the surroundings were razed to the ground.

Shen Tu said angrily: "This old monk has imprisoned me for three thousand years, keeping me in darkness. Emperor, please don't stop me. If I don't kill him today, my anger will never subside!"

"Bang... bang... bang..." Three Buddhist bells rang in succession, and three Buddha statues fell in front of Shentu, one with angry eyes, one with lowered eyebrows, and one with kind eyes.

Wuzhan said in a deep voice: "What happened before is over. If you can't let it go, I will send you down now." There was an irresistible majesty in his words.

Shen Tu sighed and gave up. He flew to Wuzhe, knelt on the ground, and said with tears in his eyes: "Greetings to the Emperor! I... I have finally been looking forward to this day!"

“No need to be so polite. Please stand up. I still have something to say to Senior Randeng.” He turned and came to the broken lotus platform. He formed a seal with one hand, and strings of golden words fell on the platform. The lotus platform returned to its original state, and the bulging ground gradually flattened down.

"Amitabha, very good, very good, thank you very much, fellow Taoist. The seal has been broken long ago, so I have been with you day and night. Now it has been restored to its original state. I am finally free." Randeng sighed and stood up.

Wuzhan said: "The junior should apologize. If the senior really holds a grudge against me, I am afraid I will not practice this Buddhist collection, let alone leave here."

Ran Deng smiled bitterly and said, "When that person sent you here, he knew that I couldn't keep you. I used the entire Buddhist scriptures to try to influence you, hoping that you could let go of your obsession, but it was still in vain. Alas, this is also the cycle of cause and effect. You can't escape it. That day will always come. I haven't cared about worldly affairs for a long time, and I don't want to care about worldly disputes anymore. But I have a request. Although my Buddhist disciples have entered the monastery, they still can't escape the worldly disputes. If they meet my Buddhist disciples, I hope you can show some mercy."

Wuzhan said: "Since I have studied the Buddhist scriptures, I am also a Buddhist disciple, so I will naturally do my best to preserve them."

"You are right, my friend. The future is unpredictable. Why should I bother to argue that I am right? This is because I am obsessed with it. It is better to cherish the present and have no worries. Only then can I travel freely in the three thousand worlds. Why not do it?"

Shen Tu transformed into a candle dragon, flew up to the dragon without any obstacles, turned around and bowed, saying: "I have benefited a lot from spending three years with you, senior. I will say goodbye now and see you again if we are destined to meet again!"

"Amitabha, if you travel 100,000 miles to the north, you will reach Jambudvīpa. Take care, fellow Taoist." Rāndeng put his hands together and watched Wuzhe go away. His eyes gradually became melancholy, as if he had lost a close friend. He murmured to himself, "Whether it is a blessing or a curse, only time will tell."

"Just let him go like that?" The monk who was disguised as Wuzhan and took care of Wuzhan's daily life actually spoke.

"If the Saint Immortal didn't want to keep him, why did he send him into the void and bring him here? I don't want to interfere in the affairs of the Taoist sect, but bystanders can see clearly that the Eastern Heaven Realm is using him as a chess piece."

"What do you think of him?"

"It's hard to say. It's hard to tell good from evil, but one thing is certain. His wisdom far exceeds that of Nirvana. If he fully awakens, I'm afraid no one will be able to catch up with him in a very short time. By then... ah... I won't think about it anymore."

The monk's expression was cold and hard to understand. "This is his choice."

(End of this chapter)