Chapter 1746: I am here to save you

Under Xu Que's earnest teachings holding a Zen stick, the monkey quickly accepted the fact that he became Tang Sanzang's eldest disciple.

"Okay, from today on your name, your name is Kakarot."

"No... Master, I have a name, my name is Sun Wukong."

"That name has become a past tense, now you are called Kakarot."

Go to your code Sun Wukong!

What do you think of Sun Wukong?

Xu Que didn't forget that he had a clone that was Sun Wukong, the Blasting Heaven Gang.

Sun Wukong was quite aggrieved: "No, you are unreasonable... OK, from today on, my name is Kakarot, master, let's go together!"

"Well, that's right. Don't worry, I didn't take out the Zen stick to scare you. I just wanted to scare you, but my hands were itchy and I just wanted to play occasionally."

Xu Que said while waving his Zen Staff at will.

With a "bang", the huge rock of the height of the person beside him was smashed to pieces.

Sun Wukong, it was wrong, Kakarot took a breath of air conditioning and was shocked.

What's going on?

Isn’t it said that all the cultivation levels that come for trial will be banned?

Don’t monks convince people with reason?

No matter how you look at the person in front of you, it doesn’t look like a type of convinced people with reason!

After regaining Sun Wukong, Xu Que began to take the lead in charge and headed towards the west.

When he arrived here, he brought a package with a map inside, indicating the path to the west.

"System, check where this is. I always feel something is wrong." Xu Que ordered while looking at the map.

After about three seconds, the system gave a reply.

"This place is the memory of the gods."

"The Realm of Memory?" Xu Que was stunned. After some questioning, he finally understood the original appearance of the normal trial.

Where he is now, is a continent called the East God. On this continent, demons and humans coexist, and immortals are extraordinary and ignorant of the world.

I am a monk who practices Buddhism. I am moved by the suffering of the people, so I decided to go to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West to seek the true scriptures and save all sentient beings.

And all of this is actually an illusion, a illusion built with the memories of ancient Buddhas.

"Niu Wah, the ancient Buddha had such a strong cultivation back then? He could have built such a large illusion?"

Xu Que was amazed and looked at the grass and trees around him, almost no difference from the real existence.

He had also experienced several illusions before, including his long life as a mortal when he was competing for the inheritance of ancient Buddha.

But that is only limited to a country, and its scope is far from being as large as it is now, and it has reached the level of a continent.

"In other words, this ancient Buddha really experienced the pursuit of the scriptures in the West?" Xu Que paid more attention to this point.

"Reply to the host, your current experience is all personal experiences of the god-becoming person back then."

"Okay, it seems that I'm really more than me."

One person and one monkey embarked on a journey to the west, and Xu Que obtained relevant prompt information intermittently on the way.

If you want to pass the trial, you have to overcome the difficulties.

Every trial practitioner, regardless of his cultivation level, will be banned and spend this long journey as a physical mortal.

On the way, you need to conquer four disciples and arrive in the Western Heaven as your protector.

Simply put, the whole background story is almost exactly the same as Journey to the West.

But I don’t know if my eldest disciple is loading errors, and his personality and record are completely different.

The two of them walked along the way and soon met a group of robbers.

"I am the one who blooms this mountain! I am the one who blooms this tree! If you want to pass by now, leave your money to buy wealth!"

The tall and big robber carried a mountain knife and shouted fiercely.

At this moment, outside the realm of memory, several old monks were looking at the golden mirror taking a nap in front of them.

Each golden mirror represents a participant in the trial.

The performance of the trialists in the memory realm will be presented to several old monks. What they have to do is to ensure that there will be no casualties.

After all, this is a trial for Buddhist students, just to pass on the Dharma. If there are casualties, it will not be explained.

These old monks are Buddhist masters who have practiced in the Great Leiyin Temple for many years, but they do not have the ability to control the memory realm. They can only pull the trialists out of the memory realm in dangerous moments.

"Several, long time no see you." A tall and thin old monk said with a smile, "We have been sleeping for many years and finally were able to witness the trial of Buddhist sons with our own eyes again. I am extremely lucky."

"Yes, I don't know who can become the final Buddhist son this time."

"It is said that this time the trialists have a legendary existence that is born with a flawless Buddha heart, and its name is Dharma wisdom."

"Is that so? I heard that he didn't come alone." An old monk smiled.

"Oh? Is it because I can participate in the trial with those who are born with Buddha's heart? Is it also the chosen one of my Buddha's gods?"

The old monks were extremely excited. After all, this Buddhist trial only started once every year. When they last tried the Buddhist realm, they were still young people, but now they are old.

The old monks chatted for a while and then focused on these trialists.

"This Buddhist trial tests the understanding of Buddhism, whether one can save evil with a compassionate heart."

"That's right, those who practice Buddhism will be no different from those of ordinary people after their cultivation is banned. Only in this way can they be tested."

"I hope that this time, a real Buddhist son will appear." An old monk sighed, "The last Buddhist son trial was ultimately defeated by the final pass of obtaining the scriptures without exception."

Speaking of this level, the old monks felt resentful.

That can be said to be the most deceptive level. If they hadn't witnessed the normal trial with their own eyes, they might have been defrauded if they went in.

"Hey, that seems to be the monk friend who came in with Fahui." An old monk suddenly pointed to a golden mirror and spoke.

In the picture, Xu Que is taking his eldest disciple to confront a group of bandits.

"Monk, if you know each other, you will hand over the money you have. I can spare your life!" The strong black man waved the mountain knife in his hand, and the wind roared.

Kakarot whispered: "Master, use your Dharma to understand them."

Xu Que clasped his hands together, stepped forward, and smiled and said, "No problem, let's see, I will use Buddhism to save you."

When the strong and black man heard this, he laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! I have been in the world for many years, and you have no hair. You still want to save me. Look at me, I will send you to the West!"

As he said that, he suddenly waved his knife and slashed.

The sword was so powerful that the cultivator whose cultivation level was blocked was determined not to avoid it.

Seeing that the knife was about to come, Xu Que suddenly shouted loudly, raised his hand and punched: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Click!

The sword cut off in response to the sound!

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Chapter completed!