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

Chapter 38 Destroying the Book of Life and Death
The quicksand river is eight hundred miles long, and the curtain falls.

After several decades of meditation, he was renamed Monk Sha.

Looking at Juanlian kneeling in front of him, Ye Xuantian felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

If you don’t watch Journey to the West, you will think that demons and monsters are causing chaos in the court, and then a monk was born who went to the West and gave rise to Journey to the West.

If you watch Journey to the West, you will find that it is difficult to explain the practice of cultivating one's true body through the skin and bones. It tells the story of a container that cultivates the true body and comprehends the Hunyuan Gong.

From the beginning of the universe to the present day, he has been unable to see through the true nature of the Tao, and unable to tell the truth from the falsehood of the catastrophe, but in the end, he has survived until now, stealing wisps of merit and Taoism under the nose of the Heavenly Dao.

He also wants to become a saint and go to that road to see what is hidden there, true or false.

Ye Xuantian waved his hand, and suddenly, a huge barrier appeared in Miaoyan Palace. He stomped his feet lightly, and waves spread out, as if to completely cleanse the place.

"From now on, I will send you into the Flowing Sand River! My memories will remain unchanged, only to preserve the merits of the calamity and seek the true meaning for the Dao of Earth and humanity. This is Xuantian's great wish, witnessed by the Dao of Earth and humanity. Are you willing?"

Xuantian’s great wish is recognized by the earth and witnessed by all mankind.

Almost at the moment when Ye Xuantian finished speaking, Juanlian felt as if two more shackles were placed around his body.

These two shackles appeared inexplicably, and he didn't even notice them before they fell on his shoulders.

You know, even though he was struck by eight hundred heavenly thunders, he finally broke through to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian. Even with the power of a quasi-saint, he should have reacted under such close perception.

But, no, nothing, the two shackles fell down so lightly, which meant that their power far exceeded that of a quasi-saint.

In fact, he could only feel it, but when he tried to perceive it, there was nothing.

Juanlian looked at Ye Xuantian and finally understood why Ye Xuantian could set up a temple on the land where the Son of Destiny was without being noticed by any party.

This person is favored by the way of earth and humanity, and he is protected by the power of the way of earth and humanity under the way of heaven.

He looked at Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun again, and Tianzun had an indifferent expression and did not show much surprise.

"Juanlian is willing!"

The curtain was drawn and he immediately bowed down and performed the ritual of prostrating himself on the ground.

He understood that Ye Xuantian really gave him a chance, a chance to become a saint.

His eyes were moist and his nose was slightly sore.

"allow!"

"allow!"

Sounds were heard in the void. Unlike the clear orders of the Heavenly Dao, these two sounds were barely audible. However, when these two sounds fell, Juanlian only felt that the injuries caused by the heavenly thunder were recovering.

He was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. All his pores opened up, and the surrounding spiritual energy flowed into his body through every pore.

The feeling of fullness and expansion made him unable to hold back a groan.

A faint halo of spiritual energy condensed above his head. At this point, his aura had truly become that of a Daluo Jinxian.

"Juanlian is willing to swear allegiance to Saint Xuantian until death!"

"This sound is louder than the previous one." Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun said with a smile.

Ye Xuantian shook his head slightly: "What you said, Tianzun, is my fault. I should have let the horse eat grass first."

Juanlian's face was particularly red, probably because he had just recovered his energy.

"Entering the 800-mile quicksand river is a tough job. Although Emperor Haotian finally allowed you to enter the catastrophe, the flying knife may take your life at any time. Whenever you sense a life-and-death crisis, do not hesitate. Treat the Zen skull as a puppet and receive the most powerful flying knife. Do you understand?" Ye Xuantian warned.

"Disciple understands!" Juanlian said respectfully.

"Or maybe someone close to Emperor Haotian. I wouldn't be so apt to say such words to try to please the emperor." Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun spoke at the right time. Juanlian's ears also turned red.

"You're quite thoughtful. It's not a bad idea to become my disciple, but being my disciple will bring you into trouble. Just remember this in your heart and don't spread it around."

"Please give me a name, Master!" Juanlian kowtowed again.

"My eldest disciple is named Bangni, and there's no ranking to be found. My second disciple is named Sun Wukong, and you've seen him before. He has the character 'Wu' in his name. You entered the Flowing Sands and took the surname 'Sha'. You were shaved to your bones with eight hundred flying knives, and since then you've severed ties with the Way of Heaven. It's quite clean, so I'll call you Sha Wujing."

"Disciple Sha Wujing greets Master!" With the name given, the aura around Sha Wujing became purer and closer to Ye Xuantian's aura.

"This name was chosen randomly, but I feel that he should be called this name." Taiyi Rescuer of Suffering twirled his beard and frowned slightly.

This sentence should have been a complaint, but his eyes were full of inquiry, because Tianzun indeed sensed that with the name bestowed by Ye Xuantian, the causal power around Sha Wujing became more and more solid.

This time, Ye Xuantian's ears turned a little red.

Fortunately, he found a way to change the subject. He just made a seal with his hands, and a door to the void was formed. Behind the door was the 800-mile quicksand river.

"Go! When you meet Wukong in the future, that will be the time for you to enter the calamity."

"Wu Jing obeys!"

Sha Wujing immediately fell into the gate of emptiness and headed towards the Flowing Sand River.

The door to the void closed, and Tianzun tilted his head and looked at Ye Xuantian.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian is truly a human?"

"It's genuine!" Ye Xuantian responded with a smile.

"If you are a congenital human, why can't I sense any aura belonging to Nuwa in you? If you are an acquired human, why can't I sense the blood power of the Human Emperor in you? Are you really a human?"

"That's right, I'm a post-natal human! Naturally, I don't have the power of Nuwa. As for the power of the Human Emperor, perhaps my bloodline is too weak."

The human race five thousand years later is naturally the acquired human race. In just five thousand years, the divine bloodline has long been thin, and with the power of reincarnation, many beasts have the merit to transform into humans. So, it would be strange if Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun really sensed the power of the Human Emperor in him.

"Maybe! After all, you've been leaving cause and effect since the dawn of time. There's no way you could come from the future. There's no one in this world who understands the laws of time."

"Your Majesty, you are joking." Ye Xuantian's heart moved slightly. It turned out that none of these old guys were weak.

Being able to gain the favor of Heaven and the law of reincarnation on Earth, the Heavenly Venerable should have such wisdom.

"What should we do next, fellow Daoist?"

"Wait until the first shackles of the tunnel are opened, and destroy the life and death book of the son of the underworld's destiny!"

Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Xuantian as if he was a monster. They had told these jokes at the small Peach Banquet not long ago.

But now this person actually made a joke about the Peach Banquet, which was too shocking.

"The Book of Life and Death is an authentic magical tool that contains the true meaning of the authentic world. It is impossible to destroy it."

"The shackles of the tunnel bind the spirit of the tunnel. If he understands what I am doing, he will agree. Moreover, there is a certain probability that the son of destiny under the catastrophe will be destroyed."

"The first shackle of that tunnel! What is that?"

"The Sea-Suppressing Divine Needle that the ancient Emperor Yu the Great dropped into the East China Sea!"

At the same time, the East China Sea.

"Little, little, little! A little smaller!" Sun Wukong shouted with a happy face.

(End of this chapter)