The Journey to the West is over, and the Perfect Life System is here

Chapter 71 If I don’t go to hell, who will?

However, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had seen many storms and was not intimidated by the monkey. He said in a deep voice, "If you have completed your inspection, please ask Fighting Victory Buddha to leave quickly to avoid disturbing the order of Hell."

Sun Wukong didn't reply immediately. Instead, he took out the black soul-calling talisman that was glowing with blood and said sarcastically, "I was wondering why I couldn't find it after searching for it for so long. It's still circling around in Hell. I wonder if you, old monk, hid it!"

The soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe River is in the body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If it weren't for the soul-guiding talisman, who could find it?
Dizang said expressionlessly, "I don't understand what Fighting Victory Buddha is talking about."

Sun Wukong sneered: "Pretending to be confused? Hand over the soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe River quickly, and I will keep you respectable."

Dizang clasped his hands together and said, “The ghost dragon of Jing River came to the underworld to sue Emperor Tang Li Shimin for promising to save him but killing him instead. Later, the Tang emperor’s soul entered the underworld to face the three judges. Finally, the ten halls of the netherworld sent him to the wheel of reincarnation.

This matter has already been settled, why is Fighting Victory Buddha bringing up the past again?"

Di Ting also echoed, "Yes, Fighting Buddha, this happened only over ten years ago. They can investigate the matter clearly in the various halls of the underworld. How could our Bodhisattva..."

Sun Wukong's eyes were like arrows, and he shut him up with just one glance. Then he sneered, "It seems that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has forgotten that I just looked at the Book of Life and Death not long ago.

Unfortunately, out of curiosity, Old Sun took a look at the record of the Dragon King of Jing River and found four words clearly written on it: "Not yet reincarnated!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva bowed his head slightly and said, "Please ask Fighting Buddha to leave!"

Upon hearing this, before the Great Sage opposite could say anything, Di Ting looked at his own Bodhisattva in disbelief.

He is good at listening to people's hearts, and can discern good and evil, and observe the wise and the foolish. Naturally, he can discover the clues at this moment.

But then he lowered his head again to hide his inner shock.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong sneered again, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, monks do not tell lies. How dare you say that the spirit of the Dragon King of the Jing River is not in you?"

Dizang clasped his hands together and repeated what he had just said: "Please ask Fighting Buddha to leave!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, raised his hand to scratch his ear, and took the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand, his eyes gleaming with a divine light: "It seems that you have never taken Fighting Buddha seriously. Then I will have to change my identity and argue with you."

Wow!
He tore off his brand new cassock, leaving only a purple-gold crown, golden armor, and cloud-walking shoes. He said proudly, "Look carefully, I am the Great Sage Equaling Heaven!"

Dizang sighed, said nothing, but turned and flew deeper into hell.

Sun Wukong couldn't help it any longer and shouted angrily, "Hey, old monk, where are you going?"

As he said that, he somersaulted into the cloud and chased after him.

One of them stood on the Thousand-Leaf Green Lotus Platform, while the other walked on the clouds, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the depths of hell.

Di Ting was still lost in thought, muttering, "Bodhisattva, you once said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' But now you are already in hell, why…"

There are nine layers of heaven and nine layers of earth.

Sun Wukong chased Dizang all the way down in hell, and finally passed through the eighteen levels of hell and came to a dark and desolate secluded place.

There is no grass growing on the mountains, no peaks reaching the sky, no travelers walking on the ridges, no clouds entering the caves, no water flowing in the streams, and the air is filled with gloom and death everywhere.

"Could this be the Nine Netherworld that Master talked about?" Sun Wukong said with a serious expression.

In front of him, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was sitting cross-legged on the Thousand-Leaf Green Lotus Platform, looking at him quietly and asking, "Wukong, are you sure you want to do this?
Even if you get the soul of the Jinghe Dragon King, you won't be able to punish the real murderer, nor will it change anything. Instead, it will only harm yourself."

Sun Wukong's eyes gleamed like arrows: "Do you think I did this just to punish the murderer?

Haha! With such a narrow vision, no wonder you guys come up with such dirty tricks!
I don't need to prove who the murderer is, I just want the world to know that the journey to the West began with calculations, lies, and deception! "

Dizang sighed and said, "Then you will lose everything you have now."

Sun Wukong sneered: "You've said this before. If you keep saying it, it's just bullshit! Quickly bring out the soul of the Jinghe Dragon King!"

Dizang sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, clasped his hands together, and said softly: "Since you are stubborn and refuse to change, then stay with me in this Netherworld."

call!
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in this dark space, and an endless, gloomy and deathly aura swept over, trying to cover the underworld.

Sun Wukong clearly saw that the opening above that connected to the eighteen levels of hell was slowly closing.

"Old monk, what a plan! But such cowardly behavior cannot trap me, Old Sun!"

"Take this stick from me, Old Sun!"

boom!
The Great Sage swung up the Ruyi Jingu Bang directly, as if the tyrannical aura that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was released at this moment, rising up with a bang, like a blood-colored firework, and smashing towards Ksitigarbha together with the magic weapon.

For a moment, the gloomy Nine Netherworld felt as if doomsday were approaching. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, however, sat cross-legged on the Thousand-petal Green Lotus Platform, unmoved. He spoke in a deep voice, "Wukong, I possess the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. You cannot defeat me. Stay here with me, discuss the sutras and the Dharma, and wait for the great changes to come."

"fart!"

Sun Wukong roared, and the huge stick shadow whistled, as if it could smash everything.

Dizang shook his head and said helplessly: "Amitabha, well done, well done. In this case, I can only suppress you here."

"hypocritical!"

Sun Wukong laughed angrily, and the Ruyi Magical Weapon fell down in an instant with tremendous power.

Dizang sighed again, but still did not move.

But suddenly, his left eye turned blood red, strange and crazy, and he sneered, "Sun Wukong, you are stubborn and stubborn. You won't change despite repeated teachings. Today, I will teach you what the Nine Nether Prison is!"

Before he finished speaking, a huge bloody hand stretched out from behind Dizang, stirred up the gloomy deathly aura in all directions, and slapped towards Sun Wukong.

"Oh, it turns out to be a blood Bodhisattva!" Sun Wukong was shocked.

"Oh no!"

boom!
The strange blood-colored hand collided with the mighty Ruyi Golden Cudgel, stirring up a terrible air wave that swept across the entire Nine Netherworld.

The Great Sage was directly slapped away.

Fortunately, he had Hunyuan Qi in his body, so he was fine.

"I didn't expect that I would drive this old monk crazy. I have to leave first!" After Sun Wukong stabilized his body, he hurriedly ran towards the eighteen levels of hell above.

He, the Monkey King, has never been the kind of person who is inflexible.

If he faces Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who says, "If I don't go to hell, who will?", he can still deal with it and hold out until help arrives.

Now that Dizang has become like this, it is obvious that he is not someone who is easy to talk to. It is better to get away as soon as possible.

At this moment, the Nine Netherworld has not been completely closed, and there is still a gap between it and the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

But before he could fly there, he saw a bloody giant hand reaching out from behind Dizang, crossing the space and grabbing him directly.

"Sun Wukong, where are you going?"

The Great Sage took one look and knew he couldn't dodge, so he immediately took out the Vast Sea Bow and Dragon Blood Arrow, turned around and shot without even looking.

Heart Archery!
When you have mastered it, you will definitely hit the target!

The black longbow left by the ancient dragon clan instantly burst out with dazzling sea-blue light.

When the bow is fully drawn, it sounds like waves crashing against the sky.

A force that was enough to shake the four seas surged out, and together with the power of the law of archery, it broke through the air with a spear-like dragon blood arrow.

Dizang, with one bloodshot eye, sneered, "Arrows? Such a trifle!"

The bloody hand still crossed the void and grabbed the Great Sage directly.

call out!
The dragon blood arrow pierced through the void and instantly disappeared into the strange blood-colored hand.

But it was not over yet. Almost at the same time, another arrow with red flames, following the dragon blood arrow, also hit the bloody hand.

Boom boom boom!
The power of the two arrows exploded, blowing the bloody hand into pieces.

Now that the danger was temporarily gone, Sun Wukong stopped, even though the Eighteen Levels of Hell were right in front of him.

Dizang roared, "The Sun-Shooting Bow? Yi! Dayi! You broke the rules!"

Sun Wukong looked up and saw a man dressed as a woodcutter passing through the opening that had not yet closed and entering the Nine Netherworlds from the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

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