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The Ruyi Jingu Bang (Monkey King's Staff) clashed with the Gan Qi (Axe and Shield)!

A brutal, hand-to-hand combat, a three-hundred-round battle!

Sun Wukong and Xing Tian debated and fought.

Xingtian was, after all, a veteran great shaman, and had been famous for a long time!

His combat prowess is unparalleled!

Xing Tian had the advantage from the start!

However, Sun Wukong cultivated the laws of battle, growing stronger with each fight, and gradually became evenly matched with Xing Tian!

After more than three thousand rounds of fighting, Xing Tian had fallen into a disadvantageous position.

It was a really exciting fight!

Both sides ceased hostilities simultaneously.

Xing Tian laughed loudly, "I have lost."

Don't be fooled by the fact that we can still fight now. If we exchange another thousand rounds, we will be no match for him.

"Through five hundred years of honing your skills, my worthy brother has made truly remarkable progress."

"Just lucky, just lucky."

"Let's drink, let's drink."

a few days later.

Da Yi returned with the little white dragon.

The little white dragon was completely transformed and stopped crying.

Sun Wukong looked at the White Dragon Horse as it returned, and asked, "How was it?"

"Healed!"

"When I see that bitch again, I'll take my revenge myself!"

Sun Wukong nodded in understanding, "If it's cured, that's good."

"Brother Xingtian, Brother Dayi, farewell."

"We'll talk about it after we've finished obtaining the scriptures."

……

Sun Wukong returned to Eagle's Sorrow Gorge with the little white dragon.

Just like the original trajectory, the White Dragon joined the pilgrimage team, transformed into a white dragon horse, and carried Tang Xuanzang westward!

at the same time.

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

The monks, Jieyin and Zhunti, looked distressed and pained. "How should we deal with this predicament?"

The journey to the West is fraught with eighty-one tribulations, and Li Yu was in charge of eighty or ninety percent of them.

During the council meeting at Zixiao Palace, Hongjun and the other sages also received a share of one or two percent.

The West naturally also suffered the calamity.

But how to arrange the setup to maximize the rewards has become a problem!

Jieyin and Zhunti summoned Bhaisajyaguru, Maitreya, Lu Ya, Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra to discuss how to make arrangements!

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra had their life treasures taken away and their positions demoted. They hated the cowardly and poor Western Sect to the core!

Even when attending a meeting at Mount Sumeru, they adopted an attitude of indifference, as if it were none of their business.

Lu Ya looked worried and distressed.

Although the Pharmacist and Maitreya were loyal, they were ultimately a bit dull compared to Li Yu's disciples and didn't have many good ideas.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Upon entering my Western Paradise, one must sever the six senses and maintain purity."

"Let the robber sever his six senses with his own hands!"

Jieyin and Zhunti immediately unleashed their saintly power and began to arrange tribulations for Sun Wukong!

The light of Brahma flickered, and six rays of Brahma light flew towards the westward journey, transforming into six thieves: the eye sees joy, the ear hears anger, the nose smells love, the tongue tastes thought, the mind desires, and the body is inherently sorrowful.

In the original Journey to the West, Sun Wukong killed the six thieves, which is an allegory for cultivation to sever the disturbances of the "six senses" (sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and thought) and keep the six senses pure!

……

This day.

Sun Wukong, the six-winged golden cicada, and the little white dragon arrived at a village.

It was getting late.

They rested here.

Just dismounted.

Then they saw six thieves rushing in from outside the village and surrounding Sun Wukong and his group.

One of the thieves beamed with delight, "It's been so long since I've had a customer!"

One of the thieves, his face contorted with rage, shouted, "If you know what's good for you, hand over your money right now!"

A thief, his face full of covetousness, said, "I think this monk is handsome and fair-skinned; he still retains some charm!"

……

The six thieves had different expressions on their faces!

Sun Wukong blinked, his Golden Eyes of Truth scanning the area, and he immediately recognized that these six thieves were not human!

It was transformed from Brahma's light!

"It's those bald monks from the West causing trouble again!"

The Sun Wukong of today is no longer the ignorant monkey!

When Pangu transformed into Bodhi, how profound and all-encompassing were the teachings he expounded!

A master of everything!

When Sun Wukong was listening to the teachings, his teacher said that the Western sages had created eight hundred unorthodox schools of thought!

Among them, there is a method that can sever the six senses!

"If my guess is correct, the West wants me to kill these six traitors, to sever my six senses!"

Sun Wukong laughed.

"Little White Dragon".

"What are your orders, elder brother?"

How are you feeling right now?

"Utterly tasteless, yet with a tranquil mind, comparable to a saint or Buddha!"

"good!"

"Go and kill them."

"Alright! A few petty thieves, why should I, your elder brother, need to intervene? Watch me!"

Little White Dragon raised his hand, and sword shadows flashed!

In a single breath! Six thieves were slain!

The six-winged cicada cried out, "Amitabha! Next time it's my turn to be your teacher!"

The White Dragon angrily slayed the six thieves, but since he was already in a dull state, it did not affect him in the slightest!

Jieyin and Zhunti were still laughing, waiting for Sun Wukong to cut off his six roots, after which he would become the great protector of the Victorious Fighting Buddha of the West!

So delicious!

however!

next moment!

The smiles on Jieyin and Zhunti's faces vanished abruptly; they were dumbfounded, utterly dumbfounded.

Holy crap!

"How come it was that damn White Dragon who slew all six roots?"

"Holy crap! Something's not right! Does this make sense?"

Jieyin and Zhunti didn't even have time to cry!

Then the will of the Great Dao appeared:

"The six traitors are dead, but their restless minds and wandering thoughts remain."

The Great Dao's overall assessment: The calamity has failed.

"Holy crap! It failed?"

Not even a wisp of luck?

The guide's face showed worry and suffering.

Bitter tears slid down Zhunti's cheeks and dripped into his mouth. "Bitter! It's just too bitter!"

"Waaaaah!"

"The Great Dao! We cannot fail! Please, for the sake of how desolate and barren my West is, give us something..."

"I beg the Great Dao, I beg you!"

The begging flowed westward, once again turning to the Great Dao for alms!

This time, Da Dao remained silent for a long time. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it! I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it!"

And then, that was it...

Jieyin and Zhunti fainted from crying.

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra appeared unmoved, but secretly chuckled to themselves, thinking, "Serves them right! They truly deserve it! They deserve it! It's exactly what they expected!"

"Poorer than the West!"

The myriad beings of the primordial world, seeing the Western calamity fail and the opportunity was wasted, laughed themselves silly.

"They're utterly useless!"

"This brings us to Fellow Daoist Liu Hong!"

"Fellow Daoist Liu Hong is simply a fucking genius!"

Liu Hong Daoist first played the role of a water ghost and received a lot of luck. He then gave advice to the second group of Daoists and received a lot of luck as well!

At the beginning of the Great Tribulation, Liu Hong was just a trashy Profound Immortal. Now, he has the Five Qi in his chest and the Three Flowers on his head, and he is at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm!

Liu Hong laughed loudly, "You flatter me! It's all thanks to your kindness, fellow Daoists. Actually, I have another idea!"

"The price isn't high, it's negotiable. Fellow Daoists who are interested are welcome to come and discuss it anytime!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were filled with regret. "Alas, if only we hadn't rushed into making the arrangements..."

The pilgrimage team is still on its westward journey!

Deep within chaos.

He raised his eyebrows and gazed at the primordial wilderness, lost in thought.

Even a Chaos Demon God would be tempted by a hundred million strands of the Great Dao's fortune!

Hongjun naturally also shared a tribulation with each of his three allies, the three demon gods!

After pondering for a long time, a wisp of his soul entered the primordial world.

We found Liu Hong, who has "risen to fame"!

"I wish to begin the next trial! I wonder what my young friend Liu Hong's thoughts are?"

Liu Hong smiled knowingly, "Yes, definitely! Actually, I have nine more ideas!"

"Explain in detail!"

"One million strands of the Great Dao's fortune."

"Wouldn't 100,000 strands of luck suffice?"

"That was a collaboration with friends, it's different!"

The Chaos God pondered for a moment, but remained silent.

Liu Hong chuckled, "How about this: if I get 80% of the luck, you give me one million strands; if I get 90%, you give me two million; if I get the full amount, you give me three million strands of luck!"

"You're not at a loss! If you could collect the full amount, you'd gain countless strands of Great Dao fortune!"

He raised his eyebrows and finally nodded, "So be it!"

Seeing that he agreed, Liu Hong began to say, "See that 'Guanyin Temple' up ahead? We can set up a trap there..."

After listening, Yang Mei frowned slightly. "It's that simple?"

"That's definitely not the case! We can arrange for another cultivator to steal the pilgrims' travel documents and their personal belongings..."

"Senior, do you have a candidate? If not... I'll contact you, fellow Daoist. You only need to provide an extra million strands."

"Of course!"