I start by accepting Sun Wukong as my disciple and reshape the Journey to the West

Chapter 22 The Way of Destroying Heaven

"We must destroy the Book of Life and Death in Huaguo Mountain! Master, that person has leaked information to us again." Jiuling Yuansheng said to Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun on his back.

"Should we destroy the Flower-Fruit Mountain Book of Life and Death?" Tianzun calculated with his fingers and said with a smile, "Let him be."

"what?"

The Book of Life and Death is an ancient magical instrument that ranks among the most famous in the Three Realms. If anyone can destroy the Book of Life and Death, wouldn’t the Three Realms be in chaos?
"Why do you think he sent me a message?"

Jiuling Yuansheng pondered for a long time but could not get the true meaning.

"I'm afraid he not only sent a message to me, but also to the one in the underworld."

Jiuling Yuansheng's eyes widened, and he vaguely understood something.

"Could it be that?"

……

"Yes, it's just as you thought. He wants us to cover up the consequences for him. In exchange, he will cancel our list of those who have devoured the Underworld cultivators over the years."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva gently tapped the wooden fish and said this to Di Ting.

"But how dare he?" Even after hearing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva admit it himself, Di Ting still couldn't believe it. That was the Book of Life and Death.

"This is his strength. He was talking about destroying the Flower-Fruit Mountain Book of Life and Death. It's normal for a child of destiny to want immortality, but who knows how many he crossed out by mistake."

Ksitigarbha's explanation did not ease Di Ting's expression much, because he understood what Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva meant.

"We'll pass the buck on him. He'll have to admit it whether he wants to or not!" Di Ting looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cautiously, "Will he die then?"

"No, there are too many variables in the Conferred God Tribulation. Too many people have used human geniuses as pawns, causing a lot of trouble in the underworld. Now there is a victim who has taken the initiative to bear the consequences. He is also the son of destiny who cannot be killed. Emperor Haotian is very happy!"

After Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva finished speaking, he glanced at Di Ting and said, "Go tell the Ten Kings of Hell this good news. They haven't been able to meet their targets these past few years, and they've been snatching some of my spots away every year. If it weren't for my great wish to be in the underworld, I would have wanted to snatch them from them."

"For once, someone will help them sort out the mess. Remember to cooperate when the time comes!"

Di Ting tried hard to hold back his laughter, but then he seemed to remember something.

"But the Son of Fortune is only at the level of a Golden Immortal now..."

"That's his business. Since he has the ability to attack the two saints, there's no reason why he can't even cover up this."

Hearing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's slightly resentful words, the attentive Di Ting hurriedly asked.

"Master, ever since he was deified, he has guarded the underworld for many years. He has also been planning for this catastrophe for a long time, secretly making moves in order to gain a little merit and strive for the position of saint. Now, allowing others to intercept his merit, isn't that going against his original intention?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva glanced at Di Ting and said, "You have become increasingly clear about the Dharma lately! One must maintain one's original mind, and maintaining that requires strength! I became greedy because I craved the power of the Dharma, and as a result, I was unable to receive the message from the Saint. When I woke up again, the situation was already set in stone."

"Even if I wanted to help the West, I would need to have sufficient strength! They're both imprisoned, so what can I do? Furthermore, he left me with a trace of karma. I don't have much merit to draw from, and it's the same now."

"Disciple understands. I will go tell the Ten Kings of Hell right away and put on a great show. This will also help Master to entertain himself!"

……

At Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of earthly immortals, began to sweep up the fallen leaves again.

Isn't it ridiculous? The ginseng fruit tree is an ancient spiritual root of heaven and earth, and it actually, actually lost its leaves!!!

Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that he almost laughed. If it weren't for the fact that the ginseng fruit was still growing normally, he would have really reported it to the Queen Mother.

Suddenly, in the territory of Wuzhuangguan, bursts of clear cries were heard from the mountains, and then all the beasts made sounds at the same time, as if a beast tide had occurred.

"Naughty boy, now that the tunnel has fallen, the person who has fallen is the most powerful being in the world. Although the tunnel is hidden, you must not be disrespectful. Hold your breath!" Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun said sternly.

Jiuling Yuansheng then withdrew his pressure, and the area of ​​Wuzhuangguan suddenly became quiet.

"In the Miaoyan Palace of Dongji, Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun comes to pay homage to the ancestor of earthly immortals!" Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun said modestly.

A hundred-foot-high rosy glow suddenly rose in Wuzhuang Temple, and Zhen Yuanzi flew over in a Taoist robe.

"I didn't know that the Heavenly Venerable was coming. I'm sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I'm sorry for not welcoming you from afar!" Taiyi Rescuer of Sufferings got down from Jiuling Yuansheng, held Zhen Yuanzi's hand that was about to salute, and patted it gently.

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, you are truly embarrassing me. I should be the one to apologize for coming here and intruding on you today."

Zhen Yuanzi did not hesitate and moved out of the way.

"Please come in, please come in, please!"

The two fairies Qingfeng and Mingyue served tea and glared at Jiuling Yuansheng fiercely before leaving.

It was all because of this idiot that the two of them had to spend a long time trying to appease all the living creatures.

"I wonder what the Heavenly Venerable is here for this time?" Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but ask after sipping the fragrant tea again and again and seeing that the Heavenly Venerable really had no intention of speaking.

"According to past custom, the Queen Mother will probably hold another small peach banquet in a few days. You know my place is very quiet and there are no treasures. I wanted to see if Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan has any suitable gifts!"

Zhen Yuanzi: (灬)
Is this old man crazy? You don't have any gifts, so why do you come to me?

"If I answer the Heavenly Venerable's words today, I'm afraid it won't be long before all of you fellow Taoists come to me looking for something."

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, your words seem petty. Since I've come here, how could I not be prepared? I heard that your ginseng fruit tree has begun to bloom in autumn?"

Zhen Yuanzi: (灬)
Is this old man teasing me today? It's autumn already? It's even spring!

"What does Tianzun mean by this?"

"If I say I can make the ginseng fruit tree stop shedding its leaves, what do you think, fellow Daoist?"

"What does Tianzun want to exchange?"

"It's beyond your ability to detect. I'll take it and leave. You won't notice anything is missing, but the ginseng fruit tree will be restored to its original state. What do you think?"

Zhen Yuanzi fell silent. He had seen the methods of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun before.

He is silent in the cycle of reincarnation, but no one knows how many good seedlings he has left for Taoism.

"How can I restore my ginseng fruit tree to its original state without damaging it?"

"Yes!" Tianzun responded firmly.

"Please, Heavenly Lord!"

The ginseng fruit tree really can't continue to shed leaves. If it does, the tree will be bare.

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan was not originally included in the Heavenly Dao, and he had few friends among the many immortals and gods. Now that the Heavenly Venerable was willing to take the initiative, he was more than happy to do so.

Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun stomped lightly on the cane in his hand.

The two of them appeared in the back mountain of Wuzhuang Temple. There was a fairy tree here that towered into the clouds, and its emerald green branches exuded a strong breath of life.

The fruits on it are even more tempting, crystal clear like white jade, with facial features like a baby, and most of the leaves are full of spiritual energy, but even so, one can still feel a faint sense of death on them.

"Tianzun, you said you would not touch my ginseng fruit."

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I will never touch the ginseng fruit!"

Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun's palm fell on the ginseng fruit tree.

"The ghostly aura cannot be touched by spiritual meaning. Yin and Yang cannot exist alone. If the Way of Heaven exists with spirituality, the Three Realms will be in turmoil."

In an instant, spiritual energy surged.

Thunder and lightning gathered in the sky.

"Who wants to destroy the way of heaven?"

(End of this chapter)