landbeastnovel Chapter 42: Gods and Buddhas in the heavens dared not save him, but a mere mortal casually said: &qu
Chapter 42: Gods and Buddhas in the heavens dared not save him, but a mere mortal casually said: &qu
Lu Chen continued.
"After the golden headband is put on, Guanyin will use Buddhist teachings to gradually erase the demonic nature of Red Boy."
"What does it mean to erase one's demonic nature?"
"It's about stripping away your son's Samadhi True Fire, demon bloodline, and fighting instincts, which he has cultivated over hundreds of years, one by one."
"After you've peeled him, your son will still look like your son."
"But it's not the same inside anymore."
"He will become a docile, obedient, and mild-mannered servant."
"Standing beside Guanyin, serving tea and water, and guiding pilgrims."
Others call him Sudhana (the Boy of Good Fortune).
"He doesn't even remember his own name."
Princess Iron Fan's bowl slipped from her hand.
It crashed to the ground and shattered.
Water was spilled all over the ground.
She didn't look at the broken bowl.
Her whole body was trembling.
That kind of trembling that comes from the very bones.
"No...it's impossible..."
"Maybe." Lu Chen's voice was soft, but every word was as clear as if it were carved in stone.
"There's one more thing."
Princess Iron Fan raised her head.
"Once Red Boy is bound by the golden headband, he can no longer leave Mount Putuo in the South China Sea."
"He will never be able to return to Mount Hao."
I will never see you again.
"You won't be able to see him either."
"Go to the South China Sea to find him, but Guanyin will not let you in."
"You can call his name outside Mount Putuo, and he will hear you, but he won't come out."
"It's not that I don't want to come out."
"They can't get out."
"The golden headband will make him forget that he has a mother."
Princess Iron Fan's tears fell like a broken string.
She covered her mouth, bent over, and curled up on the stone bench, her shoulders trembling.
That wasn't ordinary crying.
That was a mother rehearsing the pain of losing her child.
Everyone in the courtyard fell silent.
Pigsy has stopped weeding.
Sha Wujing stopped sweeping the floor.
The Jade Rabbit buried its face in its knees.
Nezha gripped the stone spear, his knuckles turning white.
As he listened to Princess Iron Fan's cries, only one thought occupied his mind.
The golden hoop.
Five golden hoops.
Once you put it on, you can't take it off.
Once you put it on, you forget about your mother.
How is this any different from when Li Jing used a tower to suppress him back then?
No, it's even more ruthless than the tower.
The tower, at least, didn't make him forget who he was.
The Golden Hoop Meeting.
Nezha's stone spear snapped in two with a crack in his hand.
He kept his head down.
No one saw a drop of something slide down his face.
Sun Wukong put down the wine gourd.
He didn't drink it.
He stared at the ground for a long time.
A sentence kept circling in his mouth, but he ultimately didn't say it.
The saying is: The golden headband on Old Sun's head was also given to him by Guanyin.
Princess Iron Fan cried for a long time.
She cried until her voice became hoarse.
Finally, she raised her head, wiped her face haphazardly with her sleeve, and looked at Lu Chen.
"gentlemen."
"Um."
"Since you know everything."
"Well, you know I have no other choice but to beg you now."
"Throughout the three realms, there is no one who can stop Guanyin."
"Only you."
Princess Iron Fan's voice was as hoarse as a broken string.
"I can give you anything."
"You can have the banana leaf fan."
"I can stay here and work myself."
"Any conditions are acceptable."
"Just save my son."
Lu Chen looked at Princess Iron Fan.
His expression was different from before.
When he faced King Puji before, he smiled and grinned, as if he were teasing a monkey.
When facing Guanyin and Manjushri, he smiled, as if watching a play.
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His eyes quieted down a bit.
It was as if she had remembered something.
Something from a long time ago.
"stand up."
Lu Chen stood up and placed the fishing rod on the stone block.
"You sit here and wait."
Princess Iron Fan was stunned.
"gentlemen?"
"Don't call me 'sir'." Lu Chen walked into the courtyard without turning his head.
Just call me Lu Chen.
"I'll take care of your son's matter."
Princess Iron Fan knelt on the spot, stunned for several seconds.
Then she realized what was happening.
He agreed.
I did not ask for the banana leaf fan.
No conditions were required.
Just four words.
"I'll take care of it."
Princess Iron Fan's tears fell again.
But this time is different.
There was something else in these tears.
She had lived for hundreds of years, and no one had ever said those four words to her.
Her husband, the Bull Demon King, was out indulging in debauchery, while she single-handedly supported everything on Mount Hao. Her son, Red Boy, had a violent temper, and she raised him all by herself.
No one in the demon race helped her.
The Heavenly Court doesn't care about her.
The Buddhist sect wants to take her son.
He searched the entire Three Realms, but no one dared to help or was willing to help.
An ordinary person.
A mortal she had never seen before.
Say "I'll take care of it".
Pigsy poked his head out from the vegetable garden and whispered to Sandy.
"Brother Sha."
"Um."
"Lu Chen is... a really good guy."
"Um."
"If this person had helped Old Pig when he was demoted, he wouldn't have been reborn as a pig."
Sha Wujing paused for a moment while wiping his staff.
He glanced at Princess Iron Fan.
He then looked at the staff in his hand.
He shattered a glass lamp and suffered the torment of being pierced through the heart by flying swords for hundreds of years.
No one spoke up for him back then.
"Hmm." Sha Wujing's voice was very soft.
"It's really good."
……
Lingshan.
at the same time.
King Puji is doing two things.
The first thing to do was to arrange for Guanyin to set off ahead of time to go to Mount Hao to capture Red Boy.
The first thing went smoothly.
Guanyin did not hesitate upon receiving the order. Red Boy's ordeal was already part of the plan, just brought forward. Guanyin had already prepared the Heavenly Gang Blade, the Golden Hoop, and the means to subdue the demon, ready to depart at any time.
The second thing is tricky.
Zhunti Daoren was a co-founder of Buddhism.
Investigating him is the same as investigating one of our own.
Moreover, Zhunti's status is too high, so high that even someone of the rank of Puji Mingwang has no authority to investigate him.
But King Puji still secretly investigated.
His investigation was conducted in a very covert manner.
He did not directly ask Zhunti.
He sought out several veteran protectors who had lived on Mount Ling for over a thousand years, subtly inquiring about Zhunti's activities over the past few decades.
The result made him even more uneasy.
"The Daoist Zhunti... has not been seen for three hundred years."
"The last time someone saw him was three hundred years ago when he was in seclusion in a secret chamber on the back of Ling Mountain."
"They never appeared again after that."
"But the magical fluctuations emanating from that secret chamber on Mount Ling every now and then indicate that he is still inside."
"No one has ever gone inside to take a look."
"No one dared to go in and look."
He hasn't shown his face for three hundred years.
What are they doing in there?
A deduction that became increasingly clear emerged in the mind of King Puji.
Even though Zhunti hasn't shown up for three hundred years, his magical power has been fluctuating.
Is it possible that he wasn't in seclusion cultivating for the past three hundred years?
Instead, what are they "doing"?
For example, how about training a puppet?
For example, granting an ordinary person some kind of heaven-defying ability?
For example, how about storing all your knowledge and memories into a single medium?