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Chapter 22 Bodhi Patriarch
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"Master Dao, I am done!"

On the Great Wilderness Mountain, a monkey was dancing and howling on the cliff.

The sky is filled with rosy clouds, which turn into flowing wind, blowing on people's hearts, smoothing out all the worries, and turning into wisps of drizzle, sprinkling the sky.

Golden light shimmered, auspicious auras rose, purple fires and crimson clouds descended, and the immortal light turned into rain, nourishing the heaven and earth. This was the sign of becoming an immortal.

This monkey actually became an immortal. Taoist Wukong walked towards the cliff. The cliff was bottomless and only surrounded by mountain mist. He walked in the air, as if climbing stairs to heaven, rising higher and higher.

What followed was the gate of heaven opening wide, the sun and the moon shining together, and rays of rosy light spreading out like auspicious air, supporting the Taoist Wukong to ascend to heaven.

The ladder to heaven had a hundred steps. Wukong walked along it and slowly climbed up the ninth step. He chuckled, "The Way of Heaven! So that's how it is!"

Sun Wukong turned and left. He was not going to heaven, but to test the foundation of this world.

Suddenly, the breath of Taoist Wukong leaked out, and the heaven and earth interacted, giving rise to three disasters and nine difficulties. He wanted to subdue the monkey demon with the disasters of heaven and earth.

"Heaven shows us signs, but unfortunately we are blind."

Taoist Wukong was undergoing the tribulation himself, and heavenly thunder, Yin fire, and Bi wind came in an instant. Yin fire started to burn from under the Yongquan acupoint and went straight through the Niyuan Palace. Bi wind blew from the fontanelle into the six internal organs, passed through the Dantian, penetrated the nine orifices, and his bones and flesh disappeared, and his body disintegrated.

Fortunately, he had a life-saving hair on his head. When he turned into ashes in an instant, he was reborn and lived another life.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. I know there are three disasters and nine tribulations in the Journey to the West world, but how come all these disasters, which only happen once every five hundred years, have happened to me?"

"It can be seen that this world is blind!"

He didn't know how to avoid the three disasters, so he just endured them. But who would have thought that this world would actually blame him for the karma of the dead Sun Wukong.

"But it doesn't matter. I'm just inheriting Sun Wukong's destiny."

Taoist Wukong yawned. He was born into this world by the deity and had been hiding in the mountains to practice. It only took him a few days to understand the nature of the Dharma, understand the root, and have a divine body.

I never thought that by practicing casually, I could become an immortal and gain the ability to control the mysteries of heaven.

"Taoism, spiritual essence, essence, spiritual light point."

Sun Wukong was thinking about the cultivation system in this world, which was very different from their world.

Practicing Buddhism is like growing crooked. It would be fine if you can't achieve immortality, but it is really difficult to practice Buddhism with more effort.

The rules of this world are like a game. Practicing and taking elixirs cannot increase life. However, the spiritual light points cultivated from the practice of life can enhance combat power.

Not for immortality, but for fighting?

"Alright, let's not talk about the spiritual point issue. Where did I get these extra 1,500 years of cultivation?"

Taoist Wukong couldn't understand why the human-machine Tiandao had actually given him another 1,500 years of Taoist practice.

【Wukong: This is not mine! 】

【Tian Dao: This is yours! 】

Sun Wukong used the divine power to discover this mentally retarded Heavenly Dao. He detected that his own cultivation level was not up to par with Sun Wukong's record in the Heavenly Dao, so he paid out of his own pocket to give him a cultivation level of more than a thousand years.

It is said that seizing the creation of heaven and earth and invading the essence of the sun and the moon is an extraordinary way.

Now this idiot Tiandao is consuming the essence of heaven and earth to improve his own Taoism, which really makes Sun Wukong worried about this world.

"The laws of nature in this world are simply idiotic. No wonder the world is riddled with holes. There must be a loophole!"

There are methods in the world to avoid the three disasters. It is the process of three disasters that one must go through after cultivating immortality. If one can cancel his account and avoid them, it can be regarded as seclusion from the world and eternal life.

When he has the ability, finds connections, obtains magic weapons, displays his aura, and overcomes the tribulation, the heaven and earth will then reward him with these unequal levels of cultivation.

"This loophole will cause a huge mess. If only Heaven and Earth could compensate, even the largest world would collapse from the bloodsucking."

Therefore, the Heavenly Dao mechanism is not reliable at all. We have to use the Heavenly Court Oxen and Horse combination, which is much better than this human-machine Heavenly Dao.

Just as Sun Wukong was wondering how to use his Taoism skills accumulated over a thousand years, he heard someone talking at the foot of the mountain. He listened carefully and found that it was the sound of singing.

"Watching the chess players playing, cutting down the trees, walking slowly at the valley entrance by the clouds, selling firewood and drinking wine, laughing wildly to express my love. The autumn is high in the sky, I sleep on the pine roots against the moon, and I sleep at dawn. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliffs and ridges, hold an ax to break Withered vine.”

"Huang Ting?"

Sun Wukong's eyes rolled, and he felt that the song sounded more and more familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Just then, an old Taoist priest came from afar. He wore a robe dotted with stars, carried a medicine basket woven from green vines, played a fisherman's drum, sang "The Moon is High," and came swayingly closer in three or two steps.

The Taoist Wukong went to see an old immortal. His magical powers were clear and real, his face was amiable, and his demeanor was a combination of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. He was a Taoist master who had grasped the true meaning of the truth.

The other party was already in front of him, so he could only make a sarcastic remark: "Old Immortal, I am Taoist Wukong, and I am honored to meet you."

The old Taoist saw him greet him, but did not return the greeting. Instead, he looked at Taoist Wukong and said, "Miao Miao Miao, you said your name is Taoist Wukong? What a nice name."

Taoist Wukong smiled and explained, "When the universe was first created, there were no surnames. Only Wukong could break the stubborn void. This name was given to me at birth, and it can be considered a legacy from the past. I wonder where this immortal came from?"

The old Taoist then sighed, "I was meditating in the mountains, thinking my life was coming to an end. But I never expected that a divine message would come to me, and I learned that a fellow Taoist had become an immortal. So I picked peaches from the mountains and came to congratulate him."

As he said this, he handed the basket to Taoist Wukong. Wukong took it and looked at it carefully. These peaches were not rare treasures, but they looked beautiful because they were away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Wukong picked two, brushed off the peach hairs with his hand, and handed them to the old Taoist priest: "These peaches are very pleasing to the eye. Let's eat them together."

The old Taoist priest took it, bit into the peach, and could not help but laugh and scold: "You monkey, you have quite a lot of tricks."

How could he not know what was in the monkey's heart? He was afraid that he would harm him, but why would his master want to harm you?

Patriarch Bodhi chuckled and shook his head. He had long discovered that there was another stone monkey in the world. This monkey had the same name as his little disciple and was extremely talented. It took only a few days for him to become an immortal.

He looked from afar and saw that this was his disciple, Sun Wukong. Except that he had lost his seventy-two transformations and no cultivation method, Patriarch Bodhi could tell at a glance that this was his disciple!
Taoist Wukong did not know this Taoist, but when he saw the old Taoist eating a peach, he also took a bite.

Patriarch Bodhi smiled lovingly and said, "You are a cunning monkey, afraid that I might poison you, but aren't you afraid that I might take the antidote in advance?"

"Don't be afraid!" Taoist Wukong replied cleverly, "If you really wanted to harm me, why would you lend me this peach?"

He could see that this Taoist's cultivation was much higher than his own. If he wanted to kill him, why would he use the Yin Realm method?

"Haha - good monkey, good monkey!" Patriarch Bodhi patted Wukong three times, then flew away on a cloud.

Taoist Wukong was stunned and the peach in his hand fell.

He looked at the back of Patriarch Bodhi and murmured, "Master?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and looked in the direction where his master had left, but he had disappeared without a trace.

Where he left, a long leaf floated down, its tip extremely thin and long, its fragrance clear and distant. Sun Wukong seemed to understand something and quickly bowed and saluted towards the distance until the clouds and mist disappeared.

"The Great Awakening Golden Immortal is spotless, the Western Wonderful Appearance Patriarch Bodhi, this is my master Subhuti!"

At this moment, heaven and earth were in harmony, and 365 stars responded to each other, turning into starlight and slowly falling to a corner of the mortal world.

"Is this fluctuation the arrival of the deity?"

Sun Wukong accepted the Bodhi leaf, chanted the mantra, gathered his energy, climbed on the clouds, and sang as he headed towards that place.

A mountain eagle flew by and heard someone singing in the clouds. It didn't know the name of the song, but just listening to it was so relaxing and joyful. When it tried to listen more carefully, it had forgotten the actual words.

　Huzi would like to thank everyone for their support.

　　Thanks to Ye Ge, Jia and Yi for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)