landbeastnovel Chapter 39 Unable to Afford to Offend the Master, I Can Only Beg for Peace? Ling Shan, barely suppre
Chapter 39 Unable to Afford to Offend the Master, I Can Only Beg for Peace? Ling Shan, barely suppre
There is only one purpose for coming to the side hall today.
The pilgrimage to the West must be resumed.
It's not "should be restored".
It is "must be restored".
The pilgrimage to the West is the core of Buddhism's eastward expansion. The entire century-long plan of Buddhism hinges on this path. If the crucial timeframe is missed, many arrangements made in Jambudvipa (the southern continent) will be rendered useless.
The incense offerings, temples, and Buddhist teachings spread throughout Jambudvipa (the southern continent) have all been driven by the "pilgrimage to the West" in recent years.
Every time Tang Sanzang went to a place and preached the Dharma, the foundation of Buddhism in that place would deepen.
The journey to the West has been suspended for more than half a year.
Several Buddhist branch temples in Jambudvipa (the southern continent) have already sent urgent reports saying that the local incense offerings are beginning to decline.
If we drag this out any longer...
The Buddhist temple's century-long plan is now complete.
King Puji stood up and paced around the side hall ten times.
"We can't beat Lu Chen."
"This is a fact."
"The four Bodhisattvas working together won't work."
"All of the Arhat Vajra members are no good."
"Even if everyone on Lingshan who could move went, it still didn't work."
"Buddha does not appear."
"This is a dead end."
"but."
The journey to the West is still ongoing.
"Tang Sanzang is still here."
"The four members of the group are still alive."
"Although some of the eighty-one tribulations were changed, the entire route was not interrupted."
"Lu Chen is just stuck in traffic."
"What if the pilgrimage group proceeded normally?"
"Lu Chen is blocking that valley."
"If Tang Sanzang bypassed that valley and continued westward..."
"Lu Chen can't possibly be chasing Tang Sanzang all over the world, can he?"
"He's not a monster."
"He was just a mortal."
"Although he is a very strange mortal."
When King Puji thought of this, his eyes lit up.
"right."
"The journey to the West will bypass that valley."
"Let Tang Sanzang continue on his way."
"There's no need to defeat Lu Chen."
"All we need to do is get the pilgrimage team moving."
The problem is coming.
Can the pilgrimage team move?
King Puji smiled bitterly.
Sun Wukong gave up.
Pigsy is worse than Monkey.
Sha Wujing was originally a follower.
Tang Sanzang was just a mortal; he couldn't leave unless the others moved.
Moreover, Sun Wukong now goes to the mountain villa to freeload meals every day.
Pigsy went along too.
Sha Wujing also moved there.
Even Nezha was in that mountain villa.
The entire pilgrimage team was in Lu Chen's territory.
On the bright side, at least Tang Sanzang was still on his journey to the West.
To put it in the worst-case scenario, Tang Sanzang was chanting scriptures alone in the camp, without a single bodyguard by his side.
Thinking of this, King Puji Ming sat back down in his chair.
"no."
"Although the headband can force Sun Wukong to go out."
"But Sun Wukong is now acting like a complete slacker with a straight face."
"They really can't beat us; the Buddhist sect has already confirmed their stance from last time."
"Repeating the mantra is just bullying."
"The Buddhist community has already lost enough face."
"If the mantra for tightening the headband is recited once and spreads, the Three Realms will laugh at us again."
He sighed.
My gaze fell on the progress booklet.
Turn to the next difficulty.
Flaming Mountain.
Banana leaf fan.
Princess Iron Fan.
Red Boy.
"The ordeal at Flaming Mountain..."
Princess Iron Fan.
"According to the original plan, Sun Wukong would pass by the Flaming Mountain, borrow the fan three times, and then we would finally find a way to capture Red Boy."
"But now Sun Wukong doesn't leave at all."
King Puji was extremely troubled, and now he had no choice but to go himself.
…………
The next day, at Wuwu Mountain Villa.
The King of Universal Salvation has arrived.
He had no guardian deities or Vajra protectors with him; he was all alone, dressed in a plain monk's robe, standing at the entrance of the mountain villa.
He looked at the crooked plaque and his lips twitched.
"Wuwu Mountain Villa".
The four characters were written like a dog crawling, and I don't know who hung them up; they were crooked at least thirty degrees.
Below the plaque, a child wearing a red bib was squatting on the ground roasting sweet potatoes. When he saw Puji Mingwang arrive, he looked up and glanced at him.
"Brother Lu Chen! Someone's looking for you!"
"Who is it?" Lu Chen's voice came from inside.
"The bald guy in the robe looks like an insurance salesman!"
King Puji's face stiffened.
A burst of laughter came from the courtyard.
Sun Wukong laughed, Zhu Bajie laughed, and even the Jade Rabbit laughed out loud.
Lu Chen slowly walked out of the courtyard, carrying a bowl of freshly cooked fish soup in his hand.
Upon seeing King Puji, he smiled.
"The King of Light has graced us with his presence."
"Rare visitor."
"Would you like to come in and have a seat?"
King Puji took a deep breath and stepped into the courtyard.
He regretted it as soon as he went in.
To the east of the yard was a large vegetable garden, with cabbages, radishes and green peppers planted neatly. Next to it was a sign that read "Bajie Farm" in crooked handwriting.
To the west was a flower field, with a few wildflowers surrounded by small stones, and a girl in white squatting nearby watering them.
In the very center of the courtyard, the Monkey King, Sun Wukong, sat cross-legged beside a stone table, holding a gourd of wine in his hand.
Nezha, the third prince of Heaven, squatted by the fire, turning over sweet potatoes.
The Jade Rabbit in the Moon Palace is planting flowers.
Marshal Tianpeng (Pigsy) was weeding in the vegetable garden, carrying a rake.
General Sha Wujing, the Curtain-Rolling General, was sweeping the courtyard with a broom.
King Puji was stunned by the scene before him.
This is hardly a mountain resort.
This is the Sanjie Traitor's Sanctuary.
"Sit down." Lu Chen pointed to a wooden stool next to the stone table.
King Puji hesitated for a moment, then sat down.
Lu Chen pushed the bowl of fish soup in front of him.
"Would you like some?"
"I won't drink." King Puji took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, and went straight to the point.
"Lu Chen, this humble monk has come today to speak with you on behalf of Mount Ling."
"What are you talking about?"
"The Great Journey to the West".
"Oh." Lu Chen picked up his bowl, blew on the fish soup, and took a sip.
"you say."
King Puji tried to keep his tone calm.
"The great undertaking of obtaining the scriptures concerns the eastward expansion of Buddhism, the well-being of all sentient beings, and the transmission of Buddhist teachings to millions of believers in Jambudvipa. This matter has been delayed for more than half a year. Buddhism sincerely hopes to reach a mutually acceptable solution with fellow practitioners."
Lu Chen drank the soup.
"Fellow Daoist, please speak freely about your conditions. The Buddhist sect is willing to make concessions within reasonable limits."
Lu Chen continued drinking his soup.
"If you, fellow Daoist, are willing to clear this path so that the pilgrimage team can proceed westward as normal, Buddhism can offer you appropriate compensation. We can discuss magic treasures, spiritual medicines, merits, and cultivation resources."
Lu Chen finished drinking the soup.
Put down the bowl.
Looking at King Puji.
"Your Majesty, have you finished speaking?"
"That's all."
"Then I'll say a few words."
Lu Chen picked up a chopstick from the stone table and drew a circle in the air.
"First, I'm not leaving."
King Puji's expression darkened slightly.
"Secondly, I don't want any magic treasures, spiritual medicines, merits, or cultivation resources."
"So what exactly do you want?"
Lu Chen put the chopsticks back on the table.
"I don't want anything."
"I'm not leaving."
King Puji stared at Lu Chen, trying to find a sliver of room for negotiation in his face.
No.
Not a single one.
A smile graced his face, a genuine, unhurried smile, as if "not leaving" were a matter of course.
"Fellow Daoist," King Puji lowered his voice, "what good will doing this do you?"
"There's no benefit to it."
"Then why don't you leave?"
"Because I don't want to leave."
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