Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1645 This is all your own will

Although worried about the heavy loans he was burdened with, Tang Seng still maintained the dignity that a teacher should have.

The monk's hat had been lost when he was escaping. Now he stood up straight and accepted the bow from Sun Wukong.

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. There is a clear barrier between races of different bloodlines, let alone humans and monkeys.

Before, the monkey was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain, and Tang Seng had an upper hand. Now the power dynamics have been reversed, and he must have a way to fight back.

Amitabha Buddha gave him a lot of knowledge about training monkeys, which he thought was very wise and much more clever than the deceptive methods he had expected.

Tang Sanzang laughed dryly and asked, "Wukong, what are your plans next?"

Sun Wukong's eyes were filled with hesitation, but he still chose to keep his promise: "Of course, I will escort Master to the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and obtain the true scriptures!"

Tang Seng felt a little more confident. Very good, everything was as the Buddha expected.

He took out two items from his arms, which were also purchased with loans.

He opened his palms, and saw a blue elixir in his left palm and a red elixir in his right palm.

"Master? What does this mean?"

"I will not force you. I will give you two choices now," Tang Sanzang said solemnly, "Swallow the blue elixir, and you will be free. You can return to where you came from. I will not blame you, and I wish you a carefree and happy life."

Upon hearing this, the monkey was so happy that he scratched his ears and cheeks, thinking that Tang Seng was the greatest good man in the world, well, the second greatest good man, second only to Patriarch Bodhi, and surpassing Ma Liang, Zhu Yingtai, Lao Xiong, Lan Caihe and his friends.

Tang Seng continued, "Swallowing the red elixir means you are willing to fulfill your promise and escort me to the Western Paradise to seek the true scriptures. I am but a mortal. The journey to the Western Paradise is long and filled with countless demons and monsters. The journey will be extremely difficult. Only by unity between you and me, master and disciple, can we reach the sacred mountain."

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment.

From his heart, he would naturally choose the blue elixir. Isn't it good to be free? Who would want to unite with you? In another fifty years, you might turn to ash, and I, Old Sun, will still be able to drink by then.

If he could choose the blue elixir, it would mean that he would go back on his word and betray his promise, and he broke his promise less than a quarter of an hour after being released. This was a heavy blow to his reputation.

Having been rampant in the world for so many years, he always believed that he would keep his word.

Breaking a promise is a disgrace to one's character, so the proud Sun Wukong suddenly became hesitant.

Tang Seng did not rush him and waited patiently for his choice.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong laughed: "Haha, Master and I were just joking. I have been enlightened by the Bodhisattva and entrusted by the old star god. Naturally, I have to protect Master while he worships Buddha and seeks scriptures!"

He seemed to be laughing, but his eyes were actually heavy. He took the red elixir that represented the journey to obtain the scriptures, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The next moment, a force came from the inside out and directly wrapped around his soul. Before he could resist, this force manifested as a golden thread outside his body. When he reached out to pull it, several spells appeared on the surface of the golden thread, and it turned from virtual to real and turned into a golden hoop with a slightly ancient shape.

If Sun Wukong had participated in the Battle of the Gods, he would have recognized that this was the companion magic treasure of the Golden Hoop Immortal among the Seven Immortals of the Jiejiao Sect. There were two similar golden hoops.

"You - you dare to plot against me?!" He glared at Tang Seng.

Tang Seng folded his hands and bowed: "Wukong, I have made it very clear before, this is your own choice." After that, he began to recite the spell to tighten the hoop.

The golden hoop wrapped around the soul is more than ten times more powerful than the one worn directly on the head. After just three sentences of the spell, Sun Wukong rolled on the ground in pain. He wanted to faint, but his soul was in extreme pain, as if it was being cut back and forth by several knives, and he couldn't faint at all.

"Master! Stop chanting! Stop chanting!"

The master and the disciple reached a consensus and decided to go to obtain the scriptures together!

I, Xuanzang, am not forcing you. I told you in advance that this road is full of thorns. It is your own choice. Since it is your own choice, you have to accept it.

If you make a mistake you must admit it, and if you are beaten you must stand at attention.

Monkey was quite open about this. Even though he was angry, he didn't say anything in the end.

Tang Sanzang gave him a task: "Wukong, you have great magical powers. Go to the dense forest in the east and retrieve my luggage, the purple gold alms bowl, the nine-ring staff, the brocade cassock, and some gold and silver jewelry. It would be best if you could also find me a horse for transportation."

Sun Wukong said angrily, "I'm going to look for something, who will protect Master?"

"That..." Tang Seng shook his head slightly at Sun Wukong's playful gaze. "That's all right. Master knows your magical powers. You can leave two hair clones to protect me while you go and look for the lost items."

Sun Wukong was filled with suspicion. How could a mortal monk like you know my magical powers? Who told you?
He asked bluntly, "How did Master know about my supernatural powers? Did the Bodhisattva tell me?"

Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "The Buddha said, it cannot be explained."

After Tang Monk exposed his true identity, Sun Wukong had no choice but to leave two hair clones to guard him while he went to the east forest to search for supplies.

"Those hunters are also pitiful people. If you meet them, just scare them away from afar and don't kill them." Tang Seng couldn't help but remind him before he set off.

Sun Wukong's face was full of impatience and he nodded stiffly.

A whole night and most of the day had passed since the ambush. Liu Bochin and the other hunters naturally knew the consequences of attacking the Tang Dynasty delegation. They dispersed and ran away.

The bowl, staff and cassock that Tang Seng values ​​very much are enchanted by the magic of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. Mortals cannot even see them, let alone touch them.

Sun Wukong found the three essential items for his journey to the West without much effort in the forest. However, as for the gold and silver jewelry that Tang Monk had been longing for, there was nothing left. The hunters had looted them all, not even the horses were left.

Sun Wukong had no taboos. He took off two relatively clean clothes from the dead body, put them on randomly, and came to Tang Seng with his alms bowl, staff and brocade cassock to hand in the task.

"Not a single bit of gold or silver left?" Tang Seng had a look of despair.

This thing requires monthly repayments. How will I pay it back next month? Is it too late to go back to Chang'an now?
The master and the disciple set out on their journey to the west, relying entirely on their two legs.

Sun Wukong was carrying a load that contained Tang Monk's clothes, a pass, an alms bowl, a goblet of fire and other items.

Tang Monk himself wore a brocade cassock and held a nine-ring staff, which could also be used as a walking stick.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the road led by Sun Wukong was extremely difficult to walk on. In the rocky places, he moved lightly and jumped over them, while Tang Seng had to crawl and roll, and it was extremely difficult to walk.

(End of this chapter)