Journey to the West: I am the fiercest bird under Bodhi's seat

Sun Wukong's heart tightened, and he quickly leaped backward, shouting, "Why are you following me again, you plague god?"

Yang Jian also quickly regained his senses and stepped out of the white light.

He had previously been tricked by monkeys and trapped in a distant starry sea.

Although he mastered the method and could locate the four continents without completely losing his way, he ultimately failed to attain the Great Luo Golden Immortal status, only reaching the perfect Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, which was slightly higher than Sun Wukong.

If they want to find their way back on their own, it will still take time—two or three years at the shortest, and five or seven years at the longest.

Just as he was hesitating, he was suddenly enveloped by this inexplicable white light, and in a daze, he found himself outside Flower Fruit Mountain.

As soon as he stood still, he had a plan in mind: there must be a powerful figure in the Heavenly Court intervening.

The two then clashed again on the continent of Dongsheng.

Yang Jian swung his three-pointed, double-edged sword down from mid-air, aiming straight for his face.

Wukong dodged to the side, and the earth for thousands of miles instantly cracked into dust.

Immediately, the golden cudgel swept out horizontally, launching a counterattack with the force of thunder.

The two sides fought and moved, battling fiercely for about half an hour, eventually reaching the territory of Huaguo Mountain.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian immediately sent out a signal, summoning 1,200 grass-headed gods and the six brothers of Meishan to surround Sun Wukong.

He was genuinely afraid that the monkey would escape. The previous pursuit had yielded no results after decades of effort, and if he failed again this time, he would find it unbearable.

At this moment, Ye Feng and the others on the mountaintop also noticed the approaching aerial battle.

Huaguo Mountain was originally Sun Wukong's homeland. Seeing Yang Jian's reinforcements arrive, the four monkey generals were furious and wanted to call upon demon soldiers to help in the battle.

But Ye Feng stopped him.

"The Heavenly Emperor Zhenwu is still monitoring us, and the eighteen Heavenly Nets have not yet been removed. If you rush out now, you will only be throwing your lives away."

His gaze was calm, indicating that he had other considerations.

If they rashly rescued Sun Wukong at this moment, they would risk their own lives.

Therefore, although the battle outside the mountain gate lasted for more than an hour, the four monkey generals never made a move.

Yang Jian did not allow his subordinates to directly participate in the battle, but only ordered his six brothers and the Grass God to seal off the four directions to prevent escape.

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, Guanyin Bodhisattva chuckled and said, "The Erlang Shen I recommended is indeed incredibly powerful. He has already surrounded the Great Sage and is only short of capturing him."

Zhang Tianshi interjected, "The Bodhisattva's wisdom is clear and discerning, so there is no mistake. However, this monkey's fighting prowess is extraordinary, and it may not be able to be subdued in a short time."

Guanyin pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "What the Heavenly Master says is absolutely right. This humble monk is willing to lend Erlang Zhenjun another helping hand."

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"How does the Bodhisattva intend to assist?" Laozi, who was usually silent, suddenly spoke up.

All the immortals around were shocked, and even the Jade Emperor couldn't help but turn his head to wonder what this Dao Ancestor intended to do.

Guanyin's tone immediately became more cautious: "Disciple..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that her address was inappropriate and quickly corrected herself: "I intend to throw down the willow branch and the vase in my hand. Even if I cannot kill him, I can at least make him dizzy and make it easier for Erlang Zhenjun to get close and capture him."

Laozi smiled calmly: "Your jade bottle is made of porcelain. If it hits its mark, all will be well; but if it misses and hits his iron rod, won't it shatter into dust? There's no need to do anything yet; let me use my skills."

"..."

Not only was Guanyin speechless, but all the gods in the hall were silent.

Only the Dao Ancestor dared to utter such a reason, and who could question it even a little?

Guanyin could only smile apologetically and ask, "What magical treasures does the Daoist Ancestor possess?"

Laojun said, "Yes, yes, yes."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and took out a gleaming ring from them: "This item is made of innate Kun steel, and after being ignited by my alchemical fire, it has been nurtured with a thousand years of spiritual energy. It can change at will, is impervious to water and fire, and can even collect all things."

It is named "Diamond Bracelet." Years ago, when I passed through Hangu Pass and converted the barbarians to Buddhism, this treasure was instrumental in my success. Afterwards, I incorporated the merit of that conversion into it, thus creating a supreme treasure of merit.

When the words "Treasure of Merit" were uttered, the hearts of all the immortals present pounded wildly.

What is merit? It is a great blessing bestowed by Heaven and Earth!

Only by performing great deeds that benefit all living beings and promote the operation of the universe can one be granted permission to descend.

For example, in ancient times, Emperor Jun and Taiyi jointly established the Heavenly Court;

The ancestral witch Houtu sacrificed herself to undergo reincarnation;

The goddess Nuwa molded humans from clay and mended the sky to save the world;

The Three Pure Ones preached and established their teachings, passing down the profound Dao of the Mysterious Gate.

Each and every one of these events shook the primordial world, and with each one, boundless merit fell like rain.

And the benefits of such merits are boundless:

When used for spiritual practice, breaking through barriers becomes as easy as tearing paper, progressing a thousand miles in a day;

If used for protection, misfortune will be warded off, and one will rise step by step to higher positions;

When used for refining weapons, even rotten wood can be transformed into divine weapons with countless wonderful uses.

This is a gift bestowed by Heaven and Earth, something that can only be encountered by chance and cannot be sought after.

Since the primordial chaos was shattered, things that can inspire merit have become increasingly rare.

Only a sage like Laozi could casually take out a treasure containing merit.

Even though the immortals were envious, they could only keep it to themselves and dared not harbor any covetous thoughts.

After Laozi finished speaking, a smile appeared on his lips. He gently tossed the Vajra Bracelet in his hand, and instantly a white light spun out and flew straight down to the side of Flower Fruit Mountain.

It was smashing down on the Monkey King's head.

At this moment, the monkey was engaged in fierce fighting with Yang Jian and was completely unaware of the attack. The blow struck the top of his head, and he immediately felt unsteady on his feet and saw stars before his eyes.

He was delirious and didn't know why he had been attacked. He only knew that the situation was critical, and he struggled to get up, wanting to escape back to Flower Fruit Mountain, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his leg—

It turned out that he had been bitten by the celestial dog.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yang Jian stepped forward and pinned him down. The six brothers of Meishan quickly surrounded him, first using the Heavenly Court's torture instruments to pierce his collarbone, suppress his primordial spirit, and imprison his ability to transform.

Then bind them tightly with the demon-binding rope, layer upon layer.

Only then did the monkey regain some sense of reality. Seeing that he had been captured, he was filled with rage and shouted angrily, "You hairy gods, what kind of heroes are you, attacking from behind?"

Before he finished speaking, the golden cudgel in his hand had already transformed into a fine needle and disappeared into his ear.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, ignoring him, and simply waved his hand, ordering his brothers to escort him to heaven.

Upon seeing this, the immortals outside the South Heavenly Gate cheered and celebrated.

Laozi smiled and raised his hand, and the Vajra Bracelet immediately transformed into a white rainbow and flew back into his palm.

The Jade Emperor ascended his imperial carriage and led all the immortals back to the Lingxiao Palace. He then issued an edict summoning the True Martial Emperor to Heaven to receive his reward.

The remaining heavenly soldiers remained stationed above Flower Fruit Mountain, under the command of Li Jing, closely monitoring Ye Feng's movements to prevent any sudden changes.

Meanwhile, Yang Jian and his six brothers escorted the monkey to heaven, a scene witnessed by all the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain.

The Black Bear Spirit, the Four Monkey Generals, and the Demon Kings of the Seventy-Two Caves were all terrified.

Beng and Ba rushed forward in a panic, their voices trembling as they said, "Your Majesty, the Great Sage has been captured! What should we do?"

Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, showing no sign of anxiety.

He looked up at the sky and saw that the heavenly soldiers had dispersed but not retreated, the cloud formations were even wider, and the eighteen layers of heavenly nets were still hanging there.

The True Martial Emperor and the gods have returned to their camp and have disappeared without a trace.

Ye Feng silently calculated in his mind: the monkey possesses an indestructible body, like an ancient great shaman, making it extremely difficult to kill.

Only the five dragon steeds under the Yellow Emperor or the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife of Daoist Lu Ya could take his life.

Of course, obtaining the Four Swords of Zhuxian would also be enough to accomplish this.

However, these treasures are not in the hands of the Heavenly Court.

Looking again at the white light at the end of the battle, it was the Vajra Bracelet that Laozi had unleashed—all cause and effect had returned to their origin.

Presumably, the monkey will also, as fate would have it, go through the Eight Trigrams Furnace again.

Thinking of this, he remained calm and smiled, saying, "No need to worry, the time has come. Someone, quickly send the secret letter to the other Great Sages and act accordingly."

As soon as the order was given, a monkey demon stepped forward, took the letter from Ye Feng's hand, and flew away on a cloud.

Seeing his composure, the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain gradually felt at ease.

Let's leave Flower Fruit Mountain aside for now. Let's just talk about Yang Jian escorting the monkey all the way to heaven.

Along the way, the monkey's collarbone was pierced, sealing all its magical power and preventing it from using its supernatural abilities. However, it continued to curse incessantly.

He has a sharp tongue and is always quick to expose people's shortcomings.

"That orphan bastard, all that skill he has, yet he doesn't avenge his family. What a spineless coward!"

Every word was piercing, and the variety of phrases was astounding; even Yang Jian found them offensive.

However, he was very well-mannered. Although he was angry, he knew that the monkey was just being glib and didn't bother to argue with him.

But his brothers could no longer tolerate it. Upon hearing this, the Six Sages of Meishan flew into a rage, and the eldest, Kang Anmin, angrily threw a punch straight at the monkey's mouth.

Unexpectedly, the monkey's teeth were as hard as iron, and its punches struck like hitting stubborn rocks.

Not only did it fail to shut it up, but it also made my arm go numb and hurt unbearably, and then the monkey burst into laughter and mockery.

The six brothers were so angry they almost vomited blood, but there was nothing they could do.

Even with its collarbone locked, the monkey's body remains indestructible, like an iron-shelled turtle; attacking it would only hurt oneself.

Fortunately, they moved quickly and soon passed through the Thunderfire Layer, with the South Heavenly Gate ahead.

The gatekeepers were not the Four Heavenly Kings—at that time, they were ordered to conquer Flower Fruit Mountain and were still stationed in the sky.

The four marshals of Lingxiao Palace are currently on temporary duty.

Marshal Wang saw Yang Jian escorting the monkey and hurriedly went to greet him, cupping his hands and saying, "True Lord, you have worked hard! The Great Heavenly Venerable has ordered that as soon as you arrive, you should immediately escort the demon monkey straight to the Lingxiao Palace."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, without returning the courtesy.

He was gentle in nature, but proud by nature, and usually only obeyed orders, not summons.

The Four Marshals of Lingxiao were descendants of the Jie Sect during the Investiture of the Gods. They were not of the same lineage as him and had no dealings with him. Therefore, there was no need for excessive formalities.

They were escorting the monkey forward, about to pass through the South Heavenly Gate.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds below surged, and the phantom images of a tortoise and a snake appeared. Even the thunder, fire, and gale automatically split apart to make way for the newcomer.

A middle-aged Taoist priest arrived riding on clouds, accompanied by a tortoise and a snake; he was none other than the True Martial Demon-Subduing Emperor.

Yang Jian stopped, turned around, and greeted him respectfully.

Upon learning that Zhenwu had returned to Heaven to report on the Jade Emperor's decree, he invited him to accompany him to the Lingxiao Palace.

The four marshals naturally dared not interfere.

The two groups entered the Heavenly Court and followed the path paved with clouds to the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor and all the immortals were already waiting quietly in the hall. After the celestial official announced their arrival, Yang Jian and the True Martial Emperor entered the hall.

The six brothers of Meishan stayed outside the hall to guard the monkey demon.

They had not been ordained as gods and were therefore forbidden from entering the Lingxiao Palace to meet the Emperor.

Yang Jian and Zhenwu stepped forward to pay their respects, their movements synchronized, only verbally saying "Yes" as a sign of respect, without performing the full ceremony.

No one in the hall spoke out in condemnation.

However, as they were paying their respects, their eyes swept across the front of the celestial ranks and they suddenly saw an old man dressed in a Bagua robe sitting in a high position, with an extraordinary demeanor and unfathomable majesty.

A chill ran through him – it was actually the Supreme Dao Ancestor himself who had arrived!

Although he had previously seen the white light transformed from the Vajra Bracelet, he did not know that its master was Laozi himself.

He immediately turned around, bowed and worshipped again, his posture even more devout than when he faced the Jade Emperor.

Yang Jian came from the Chan Sect and was a third-generation disciple.

The leader of the Chan Sect, Yuanshi Tianzun, was Laozi's younger brother. According to seniority, Yang Jian was actually Laozi's junior.

Since Zhenwu the Great belongs to the orthodox lineage of Taoism, he should naturally treat the Taoist patriarch with the respect due to a disciple.

After the ceremony, the Jade Emperor's voice slowly resounded:

"Yang Jian, you have rendered meritorious service in capturing the demon this time. You are hereby awarded one hundred golden flowers, one hundred bottles of imperial wine, one hundred pills of elixir, as well as a number of pearls, rare treasures, and brocades. You may now descend to the mortal realm."

His words were cold, as if he had no intention of lingering.

Yang Jian remained expressionless, thanked him, and turned to leave without hesitation.