Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

Therefore, the enemy is not only the demons in the Buddha world, but also the beast in one's own heart.

Having read a lot of "Journey to the West" and understood some of the content of Eastern mythology, Yulandel naturally would not run around like a silly foreigner. She was also thinking about what the magic sound of the Buddha world meant.

This level clearly has a different atmosphere than the previous two. Black Wind Mountain reveals a conspiracy in heaven, while Yellow Wind Ridge tells the consequences of disrespecting gods and Buddhas. So what will Snow Mountain Path, Little Western Heaven, tell?

With doubts and thoughts in mind, Yulandel did not choose to quickly break through the Buddha Realm, but slowly cleared out the enemies in this world.

With the desire to kill, she swept through the tall prison guard who was holding the lamp, tried to save the demon monk who was neither human nor demon, and met the little Prince Zhang who rarely kept his sanity. In the end, she could not find him anywhere, so she walked towards the mastermind behind the scenes who kept making devil sounds - the demon general Miaoyin.

This battle was even more thrilling. The thunder of the Demon General Miaoyin was even more intense than that of Kang Jinlong. Youlan Daier's incarnation of the Destiny Man fled in panic for a while, and had to endure the constant stimulation of the violent violence in his heart by the Demonic Sound. So much so that when he finally won, he felt a sense of weakness.

But, we won after all.

The demonic sound that would induce murderous intent would not appear again. Youlan Dai'er breathed a sigh of relief and began to look for a way to leave the Buddha Realm.

After passing the Buddha Realm, the road to Xiaoxitian seemed to be much smoother. Youlan Daier quickened her pace, wanting to make up for the time she had wasted in the Buddha Realm.

In a temple on the way, she met the Taoist priest from Black Wind Mountain again.

The other person was more or less an acquaintance, and Yulandel had wanted to ask him some questions, but he only replied with a cryptic "The answer lies ahead." However, the old Taoist taught him a new spell, and Yulandel, having benefited from it, had no choice but to give up her desire to ask more questions.

So, what does the Snow Mountain Path to the Western Paradise want to tell?

Zhu Bajie, emerging from the golden cymbal, had no answer. The young monk in the blue robe seemed to have an answer, but he wasn't prepared to speak. Yulan Dai'er walked on, bewildered, even briefly acquiescing to Zhu Bajie's complaint, "Another mute."

Until - Huangmei in the Little Leiyin Temple laughed at all living beings.

Human hearts are evil by nature, and their wisdom is impure, so they can only kneel, kowtow, and burn incense.

Youlan Daier instantly understood the meaning behind the Snow Mountain Trail. Why were gods and Buddhas so high and mighty? On this endless snow-covered mountain road, those who froze to death were mortals, those who feigned death were demons, and those who remained unharmed... were gods and Buddhas.

But are gods and Buddhas really nobler than mortals?

No.

With a swing of the long stick, Youlandel pointed directly at Huangmei.

"There are no gods or Buddhas in this world." She spoke, but scared Huang Mei.

"Good, good. Good!" He held the mace in one hand and the back bag in the other, and actually shouted "good" three times in a row.

"I'm tired of hearing those verses and chants. Let me see what kind of storm you, a monkey, can stir up!"

The battle was about to break out. Huang Mei, stirring up thunder with his mace, declared that he would not use any magic weapons, but would fight Youlan Daier with his physical strength. However, he was beaten repeatedly by the long staff. He used the spells of immobilization, external body movement, gathering and dispersing energy, transformation, incarnation, chopping, stabbing, and erecting the staff... all the spells Youlan Daier knew were unleashed on Huang Mei.

Huang Mei was beaten back step by step, and seeing that he would be defeated miserably if the fight continued, he immediately became anxious. He gathered a huge amount of magic power on his mace, and the surging lightning began to roar and roar.

This attack, with complete disregard for the safety of the hall, sent Huang Mei, along with everything around him, blasting him into the air. Seeing that her immobilization and concentrated energy weren't enough, Youlan Dai'er immediately used a solid body technique, thrusting her staff into the ground to withstand the might of Huang Mei's shockwaves.

There was a loud noise suddenly in the temple!

Huang Mei opened his eyes wide in the rising dust. He saw in the dust that the figure holding the long stick was still standing in front of him.

"How can this be?"

Huang Mei couldn't believe his eyes. He had already made a plan. As long as he could shock the monkey into the air, he could take advantage of its unstable footing and capture it with his Xiantian bag. Once the monkey was in the Xiantian bag, the murderous aura would enter its brain and control it. Wouldn't it be at his mercy from then on?

But now, the other party actually took the thunder? How is this possible?!

Youlandel didn't care about Huangmei's plan. After she used her body skills to withstand the thunder, she had already accumulated the strength of her stick. She stretched the stick forward in an instant and stabbed it hard at Huangmei's abdomen!

Huang Mei stumbled backwards after feeling the sudden bump on his round belly. Yulandel immediately rushed towards Huang Mei, resuming her spells and attacking him again, first summoning her external form to assist, then immobilizing Huang Mei with a freeze spell.

Finally, Youlandel used the forbidden word method learned from the blue-robed little monk, abandoned her magic power, and beat Huangmei with only the power of weapons, forcing Huangmei to roar wildly, but he had no way to do anything.

"Why, why can you do this!"

Huang Mei stared at Youlandel hatefully, as if asking her, but also asking himself.

Outside the temple door that he had closed tightly, the old Taoist priest and the young monk whom Youlandel had met on the road were sitting in the yard and laughing.

"You are such a good Taoist priest, you actually helped him." The little monk patted the old Taoist priest's leg.

"Didn't you acquiesce to it?" The old Taoist priest stroked his beard.

"But if you do this, it's inevitable that you'll leave some traces. What are you going to do if you're discovered?"

"I am a hermit, I retreat to the mountains and forests, and live a carefree and happy life."

"Oh? Is he worthy of you going to the mountains to live a carefree life?" A gleam of light flashed in the little monk's eyes.

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it." The old Taoist priest smiled, "It's much more worth it than that old monkey in Huaguo Mountain!"

At this moment, in the hall, Youlandel was approaching Huangmei step by step.

"Before coming here, I kept wondering what this place wanted to tell me. After you locked me up in the Buddha Realm, I guessed it would teach me a lesson about human nature. But I was wrong. It turns out it's not about human nature, but about class."

Yulandel pointed the tip of her long stick at Huangmei, just as she had done before the battle.

"You step on people and laugh at them for being inferior to you, but you resist those who are stronger than you. You want to establish a new order for yourself, but you still put all the weight on people's backs."

As she spoke, Yulandel raised her long stick.

“So I say—there are no gods or Buddhas in this world.”

The long stick whistled down, but Huang Mei took the opportunity to force out his golden body to withstand the attack. Then he changed his shape, turned into a wisp of white smoke and drilled into the magnificent pocket-sized palace in the hall.

Seeing that Huangmei was about to escape, Youlandel did not hesitate and swung her stick at the small temple, chasing the white smoke that Huangmei had turned into as if she was swatting a fly.

Just as Youlan Daier was about to tear the entire miniature palace apart, the tightly closed door suddenly opened. A young monk in a blue robe walked in with a smile on his face. He saw the mess inside the palace and couldn't help but sneer.

"Don't worry, that evil creature was destined to suffer this. He can't escape." The little monk patted his belly. "As for you, why not come with me and get the thing that the Great Sage left behind."

"You...are you really a god?" When Youlandel saw him appear at this time, she immediately remembered the common old routine in "Journey to the West" - the main god appeared last.

"Hahaha, so what if I'm a god or Buddha?" The little monk laughed. "Didn't you just say that there are no gods or Buddhas in this world? If you believe, then there are no gods or Buddhas; if you don't believe, then there are no gods or Buddhas either. So whether you believe or not is entirely up to you; and whether I am a god or Buddha is also up to you."

"Okay, do you want to take the Great Sage's things?" The little monk turned around and waved to Youlandel, signaling her to follow him.

Youlan Daier followed the little monk and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the small temple on the ice. There was a medium-sized hole in the ice, so the little monk borrowed a spiked rake from Zhu Bajie, who had followed him, transformed it into a fishing rod, and cast it into the ice hole.

Then, a huge goldfish was caught out of the ice by the little monk.

"Look. It's yours, and it's yours forever. No one can take it away."

The little monk turned around and smiled meaningfully at Youlandel.

When the nose of the goldfish-shaped love penetrated into Yulandel's body, three of the six senses of the Great Sage had been gathered.

——The author has something to say——

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Volume 207: : Second Brother was captured by the spider spirit!

When the Heluo fish transformed from Genqi Bixi Ai sank into her body, Youlandel felt that the strength in her body increased a lot.

And the story, hidden in the root or at the end of the scroll, also appeared before her...

Huang Mei, transformed into a water monster, fell from the clouds to earth, plunging into the vast ocean. He was rescued by fishermen and brought to land. Facing the apathetic masses, the water monster slashed his flesh with sharp claws, allowing gold, silver, and jewels to ooze out. He then removed portions of his nails to heal a sick child and spit out saliva to restore the beauty of a woman.

After performing such miracles, the people naturally worshipped the water monster as a god. They built a temple for the water monster and kept it worshipped. The water monster also bestowed miracles on the people, giving them treasures, fish, and making them rich.

The people along the coast all felt that, with the gods and Buddhas blessing them, the days would continue to be bright. Even if there were occasional unexpected sacrifices during the miracles, they would subconsciously ignore them and instead worship the water monster even more.

However, some people cannot bear to see this brightness continue.

He desperately sought a foolish person who was greedy enough, greedy enough to drain the pond to catch fish, even at the cost of bringing destruction upon himself. He wanted this foolish person to destroy everything, to extinguish the light in the eyes of all the people, to make them his accomplices, and ultimately to destroy their own future!

But he never waited for such a person to appear. These people spontaneously formed order and were even slowly spreading this order.

How could this continue? He began to get anxious, gave up waiting, and began to create a person who met his requirements himself.

So during one of its routine manifestations, the water monster narrowed its long and narrow eyes and took a fancy to a poor man from another place.

Although at this moment, he just wanted a little money to survive. However, the thoughts of a chess piece were of no concern.

The water monster quietly hooked its fingers, blurring the chess piece's vision, allowing him to only see gold, silver and jewelry constantly flowing out of his flesh. It also blocked the chess piece's hearing, allowing him to only hear the crisp sound of wealth falling into the bowl.

With such means, am I still afraid that you won’t do what I want?

The chess piece, now a puppet, lost its already limited soul and walked towards the water monster without paying attention to anyone else...

That night, the instigated fire burned down all the prosperity of the place, leaving only a large area of ruins as a medal of honor for the arsonist, proclaiming his foresight and wisdom to those who knew about it.

The instigator stayed on that original coastline, sitting quietly looking at the sea in the form of a sea monster's corpse, patiently waiting for an audience who could recognize his truth.

The sun and the moon rotated, the tides rose and fell, and many days later, an ordinary monk walked along the beach and sat down casually beside the bones.

The corpse trembled slightly and uttered a low grunt.

"Speak human language." The monk replied in a flat tone, as if he were an acquaintance of the corpse.

"This time, I win again, Jin Chanzi." The corpse made a human voice and sneered softly.

"Confusing people's minds is like confusing the cause and effect." The monk picked up a handful of sand, or perhaps ashes, from the ground and let it drift away. "Brother, you are so obsessed with winning or losing. It's ridiculous and pathetic."

The corpse laughed again.

"If I can't win, what's the point of proving cause and effect and human nature?"

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"What did you see?" the little monk leaned over and looked up at Yulandel and asked.

"Golden Cicada." Yulandel blinked gently and answered.

"Oh my goodness! My dear nephew, you really can talk!"

Zhu Bajie standing by seemed to be startled, but also seemed not to be.

"Hahaha, can't you see that he has been searching all the way?" The little monk laughed, "However, since you can see Jin Chanzi from that thought, it means that you..."

The little monk suddenly paused, and then ended his words with a laugh.

"What does that mean! You have such a big belly, why did you stop talking halfway? Hurry up and say it! It's really not nice to keep you in suspense!"

Facing Zhu Bajie's questioning, the little monk looked at Youlan Dai'er and said the same thing as the old Taoist priest -

“The answer lies ahead.”

As soon as the words fell, everything vanished. Yulandel understood that the third chapter of Black Myth had concluded. She pondered for a moment and decided to strike while the iron was hot and continue with the fourth chapter.

Youlan Daier feels that at this point, Black Myth's story is already showing some signs of being a product of Journey to the West. If the original work was just metaphors, then Black Myth is digging deeper into those metaphors and piecing them together into a brand new story.

But Yulandel had no idea how this story would be interpreted. She only knew that if she were in his place, after witnessing so much suffering, she would also want to swing her club to heaven and demand an explanation from the gods and Buddhas.

Just as she told Huang Mei—there are no gods or Buddhas in this world.

They are just some people with supernatural powers. Whether in their character or vision, Yulandel does not think they are any different from ordinary people.

As she pondered, the scroll of the fourth chapter of the story slowly unfolded.

This time the stage is more intimate. It is not like the yellow sand all over Huangfeng Ridge, nor is it covered with snow like Xiaoxitian. Lanxi Village is a bit similar to Heifeng Mountain. Except that the place is uninhabited and looks a bit gloomy, the climate is much more normal.

Unlike the development of the previous three chapters, this time Zhu Bajie is also joining the group.

The second brother on the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures is not as fat and plump as in the original "Journey to the West". Instead, he is a bit small and cute, like a pet piglet that never grows up.

Yulandel was still wondering what this chapter would be about, but after listening to the second brother's chatter for a long time while exploring the map, she realized that the fourth chapter seemed to be his story.

The grudge between the spider spirits and Zhu Bajie is so deep that even a blind person can see it.

Youlan Daier never expected that she would actually experience the feeling of pilgrimage to the West in Chapter 4. However, this time, it was not her master Tang Sanzang who was captured, but her second brother...

Second Brother was captured by the spider spirit!

Without Zhu Bajie's nagging, Youlan Daier felt a lot more at peace. She fought her way into the Silken Web Cave, only to find herself stumbling upon... a family drama?

It seems that those spider spirits want to offer Zhu Bajie to their mothers in marriage?

If she hadn't known that spiders have a habit of eating their mates, Yulandel would have really wanted to leave Zhu Bajie here. After all, he was out there flirting with other women every day, so it would be nice for him to get married and have someone to take care of him.

Thinking about starting a family, Yulandel suddenly thought of Rita. Ever since she started playing the game about raising a daughter, she seemed to have changed. Though it wasn't obvious, as someone she'd spent time with day and night, Yulandel could still detect the subtle shift.

If I had to describe it, it would be like I'm more motivated than usual?

Youlan Daier climbed out of the cave and rushed to the courtyard where the spider spirits were getting married. Unexpectedly, the one who came out to fight was not any spider spirit, but Zhu Bajie himself.

The second senior brother seemed to be under control, with a strange aura emanating from his whole body. Even his speech was a little confused, not as clear as before.

It was a good opportunity to give him a good beating. Yulandel swung her long stick without hesitation and fought Zhu Bajie fiercely without any mercy.

As if one fight wasn't enough, Zhu Bajie turned to another location, transformed into his original form, and challenged the enemy again. There was a mud pit there, which was inconvenient for Youlan Daier to move around in, but it was beneficial for Zhu Bajie in his wild boar form.