Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1638 The Ninth Life of Jin Chanzi Ends

Sanzang felt that all his efforts over the years had been meaningless. He had actually taken the wrong path. When had he gone astray? Had he been wrong from the beginning?

Taking the wrong path is not only wrong in the literal sense, but also has some deeper meaning.

Deng Jiugong asked with a smile, "Master, do you still feel that this is a dream?"

Sanzang touched his bald head, and it seemed that some inspiration was triggered in his mind, but this thing could not be seen or touched, and he didn't know what it was specifically, so he could only stand there in a daze.

Deng Jiugong waved to him and said, "I have nothing to do anyway, so come and play a game of chess with me."

Sanzang's face was peculiar. "My chess skills are low, I'm afraid I'm no match for you, old man. I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, come and sit down."

The two of them sat down and started playing chess.

Sanzang's chess skills were indeed not good. He was badly defeated before the game even reached the middle stage. Normally, he should have given up and admitted defeat long ago, but he was still struggling to hold on.

He asked, "The old man has an extraordinary appearance and is very skilled in chess. He must be no ordinary person."

"Haha, Master, you have a good eye. I don't dare to call myself a great figure, but I'm certainly not an unknown person. Now that I say it, it sounds a bit self-boasting. In fact, when I was young, my aspirations were very simple: to become a general or a prime minister, to expand the territory. When people mentioned me, they just praised me as a hero."

Sanzang carefully observed Deng Jiugong's expression and said, "Then the old man's wish must have come true, right?"

"What are you trying to achieve?! I've been pushed into an inexplicable position by my children and my subordinates. I've toiled diligently for decades, even having to be extremely cautious when going out hunting, fearing I'd run into an assassin. That kind of life is truly too boring!"

Sanzang considered his words carefully: "In Buddhism, we believe in reincarnation."

Deng Jiugong slapped the table and laughed, "Yes, I also want to live my life again. I have thought it through. This time, I will not fight for that position no matter what. I will put loyalty first and assist the heroic lord. When the time comes, I will ride a fast horse, holding a long sword, and take the head of the general in the midst of thousands of troops. Wouldn't it be great?! Hahahaha——"

After he finished speaking, he smiled and shook his head: "What a pity, these are all thoughts from my youth. Now I am really old, my bones and muscles are weak, and I can no longer lift the knife."

A game of chess ended quickly.

Sanzang's black chess pieces were killed miserably. He seemed to have realized something, and the vague inspiration he had before was slowly taking shape.

Deng Jiugong commented, "Master, your initial layout for this game was excellent, but you lost your composure. One wrong move led to another."

Sanzang clasped his hands together and bowed: "Please enlighten me, Elder."

Deng Jiugong pointed to the garden behind him and said, "This place was originally my daughter's residence. In the past, I had a karmic connection with the saint, so I agreed to pave the ground with ten thousand taels of gold to welcome the eminent monk from the West." (Chapter 709)
He looked at Sanzang and said meaningfully, "Master, you have just returned from the West, fulfilling your promise. This garden has been waiting for you for hundreds of years. Now it is so close. Why don't you come in and take a look?"

Sanzang's mind was greatly shaken, and he finally grasped the vague inspiration.

I have indeed returned, but it is not my body that has returned, but my heart.

At this moment, he finally saw his true heart.

He went to the West to seek the true scriptures, not for the people of the Tang Dynasty, but for himself. This was an escape, a way to seek fame, and to attain enlightenment and become a Buddha, but not for saving the people.

He suddenly realized the truth and solemnly bowed to Deng Jiugong, who stood up and bowed in return. "Thank you for your guidance, elder."

"Please enter the garden."

Relying on some kind of feeling in his heart, Sanzang pushed the door open and walked into the garden.

The first feeling upon entering the garden was the splendor. The ground was paved with gold, and precious trees were planted on both sides of the road. Sanzang walked through the rich and luxurious courtyard at a leisurely pace. He ignored the corridor surrounded by maids, and he didn't even look at the fine clothes and delicious food placed on the roadside.

He walked into the garden at a regular pace. When he saw two Bodhi trees, he smiled from the heart. Then he sat under the tree, reminiscing about the past and thinking about his future. Nine days later, he passed away under the tree.

Inside the Wa Palace.

Deng Chanyu pointed her finger and put away the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map. Deng Jiugong, who was playing mahjong with the Three Emperors in Huoyun Cave, sensed something and looked in the direction of Queen Wa's Palace.

She didn't care whether her cheap father saw it or not, and just waved her hand casually.

The Deng Jiugong in the picture is not the real person, but comes from her memory. It would be too fussy to let Old Deng enlighten Sanzang directly, so a memory projection is more appropriate. It can gain some merit, but the cause and effect are not much.

Professional questions should be asked to professionals. She asked Yue Guang: "Jin Chanzi's ninth life has ended. This guy should have achieved enlightenment, right?"

Moonlight shook her head. "At most, he's not as irritable as before. He still has a lot of other problems. I'm afraid he doesn't understand the importance of controlling his unruly mind. He needs more advice from Guanyin."

If you don't control your wild thoughts, you will take detours and go astray.

Not to mention Fahai's magical powers, but his level of spiritual cultivation is much higher than Jin Chanzi's, so there is no problem of his mind being distracted.

Jin Chanzi, a prehistoric alien species, has a much worse state of mind. From his ninth reincarnation, he still chose to go on a journey to obtain the scriptures alone, which shows his character flaws. I hope he can learn from his mistakes and understand what he really wants in his tenth life.

Deng Chanyu asked, "Can we begin our quest for the scriptures?"

"Sure!"

Whether it's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk.

If Jin Chanzi doesn't work, then we have to replace him. However, replacing him will waste a lot of time, so it is best to succeed in one go.

Seeing that there were no more problems, Deng Chanyu immediately asked Daji to send Jin Chanzi into reincarnation to start his tenth life.

The female emperor of the Tang Dynasty was only a flash in the pan, and the throne soon returned to the male heirs of the Li Tang Dynasty.

The empress used corrupt officials to fight against corrupt officials, killed the eunuch group, and used Buddhism to suppress the powerful Taoism. The palace was filled with blood and heads were rolled. But outside the palace, the people were not affected. On the contrary, without the existence of corrupt officials and the eunuch group controlling the government, the people's living standards were much better than before.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he inherited the political legacy of the empress, and the Tang Dynasty showed signs of turning from danger to safety.

Against this background, the tenth reincarnation of Jin Chanzi was thrown into the river at birth and was later rescued by Jinshan Temple, which cultivated Master Fahai.

Deng Chanyu in the Queen Wa Palace was casting spells quickly. At the same time, the Heavenly Court, Lingshan Mountain and Yuxu Palace were also cooperating with her.

They want to pull back the time when Chen Guangrui, the Dragon King of the Jing River, became Tang Sanzang's father, forming a closed loop in time and officially opening the curtain of the Journey to the West. (Chapter 1534)
(End of this chapter)