Chapter 37: The Kingdom in the Palm of One's Hand

roat rolled, and for some reason, a surge of fear and anger welled up in his heart.He received the inheritance of Emperor Jun, in other words, he is on the same side as Jinwu and can be considered hal...Since their return from the pilgrimage, everyone went back to their own monasteries.

The Sha monk, the White Dragon stayed in Ling Shan. The fake Sun Wukong went to Emei Mountain. Tang Sanzang returned to Datang. Only Zhu Bajie did not have a fixed dojo because of his identity.

He was revered as the "Net Guardian," symbolizing his ability to enjoy all the remaining offerings dedicated to others.

This means that, if he wishes, he can descend through any Buddha statue and partake in the offerings.

Later, Tang Sanzang disappeared, as did Sha Seng and Xiao Bai Long. The Sun Wukong on Mount Emei was a fake.

He wanted to find Tang Seng, but he couldn't do it alone. In the end, he could only give up and pretend to be oblivious.

That's exactly why he managed to escape unscathed.

Now that Sun Wukong has truly returned, and with an accomplice by his side, he dares to stand up and confront Buddha.

"Master Jin Chanzi is a sandalwood merits Buddha of my Buddhist sect, naturally cultivating in Ling Mountain. As for the two of you, having entered my Buddhist sect yet failing to uphold the precepts and rules, you deserve punishment!"

The Buddha still looked as pitiful as ever, but his tone was filled with an air of superiority.

"My master is from the divine state. Even after entering Buddhism, he remains a Buddhist of the divine state. What does it have to do with your Western Heaven"

He's such a fool, always thinking he can save everyone with kindness, but he doesn't realize that when kindness is exploited, it's far more terrifying than evil.

Sun Wukong thought about the things that had happened on the journey to fetch scriptures. Compared to the wicked mortals, the demons who came down from heaven did even more abhorrent things.

Pigsy wholeheartedly agreed.

After Sun Wukong's death, most of the monsters they encountered came down from the heavens.

The monsters in the Heavenly Court are alright, they have someone to restrain them and dare not be too presumptuous.

As for those belonging to the Buddhist sect, such as the Nine-Headed Yuan Sheng, Ling Gan Great King, Black Bear Spirit, and the Three Brothers of Shi Tuo Ling, which one doesn't regard human life as insignificant

Murder, cannibalism, doing all sorts of evil deeds, in the end he was told by those Bodhisattvas from Buddhism: "Demon beast, quickly return with me!"

Easy escape, no punishment at all.

On the contrary, those yokai without backgrounds or identities were all killed off, and they were called righteous in doing so because they were subduing demons and exorcising evils.

All the good deeds were attributed to Buddhism, all the consequences were borne by Tang Sanzang, and all the blame was given to Sun Wukong.

To such an extent that even Bull Demon King, this sworn elder brother, was so enraged upon seeing Sun Wukong that he immediately resorted to violence.

The reason isn't because the fake Sun Wukong sold Red Boy to Guanyin.

Those who have read Journey to the West know that when Sun Wukong fought against Nezha, he wasn't afraid of the three-flavor real fire at all. He threw it into the gossip furnace and burned for so long but was unharmed.

When the result encountered Red Boy, it was no longer possible.

Even the mighty Bull Demon King was defeated by Nezha, so how could his son possibly be more powerful than him

Isn't this a joke

Everything is a conspiracy, all to capture the Red Boy and force Bull Demon King to surrender.

They, the Eight Great Demon Kings, rule over the demon race. Such temptation, how could the Buddhist world remain unmoved

Although no longer at its former glory, it once held the position of protagonist in the world and its power remains vast.

Subduing the demon clan is also equivalent to indirectly bolstering the Buddhist fortune.

As one event after another was revealed, Ru Lai's face grew increasingly gloomy.

The persona that I had painstakingly built was ruined by Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, almost completely.

Especially in the Xia Dynasty, many people have already removed Buddha statues and replaced them with native Chinese deities.

This angered the Buddha even more.

"Stubborn brat, why don't you obediently come back with me!"

Rulai spoke again, extending his hand once more.

This time, even Pig Eight戒 wants to be included in the attack range.

"Fool, you go aside and watch the battle. This is left to old Sun."

Sun Wukong, worried that Zhu Bajie would be caught in the blast, immediately drew out his golden staff and jabbed at the descending giant hand.

"Bang!"

The two sides clashed again, and Sun Wukong was struck to the ground by a single palm.

Yet Jiang Wenming sensed something was amiss.

Just then, as Sun Wukong was about to retaliate, the golden robe on his body suddenly flared.

Sun Wukong's body stiffened visibly, only then was he struck by the Buddha.

"Could it be that the robe is a form of imprisonment"

Jian Wenming could only think of this possibility.

When he summoned Sun Wukong just now, he clearly called him the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, and didn't mention anything about Buddhism at all. Yet, the other party appeared wearing a cassock.

This is not right!

Just as he was thinking, the two sides clashed again.

Only seeing the Buddha reach out through the air, Sun Wukong was caught in his hand. No matter how he struggled, he could never break free.

"Ruyi Golden Cudgel - Enlarge!"

Sun Wukong shouted loudly. Xiao said, "Phi pattern net."

Only to see the Golden Cudgel rapidly grow bigger and thicker, in the blink of an eye, it became like a celestial pillar.

And Sun Wukong took the opportunity to shrink, squeezing out through the crack.

With a flick of his hand, the golden staff quickly returned to its original size and was back in his grasp.

However, the next second.

The palm of the Buddha grew rapidly, covering heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

Waves of Sanskrit chanting arose, as if countless Buddhist disciples were reciting scriptures.

"A Buddha Country in the Palm of Your Hand!"

This was the divine ability of the Tathagata, it was with this very power that he successfully suppressed Sun Wukong back then.

Here it comes again!

"Arhat, after all these years, you haven't made any progress! Aside from using some underhanded tactics, what else can you do"

Sun Wukong let out a cold snort, pulled a tuft of hair from his head, and then blew on it.

Countless Sun Wukongs appeared, starting to disperse in all directions.

Avatar of the outside world!

This is one of Sun Wukong's signature skills.

People only know that Sun Wukong can use the Cloud of Somersaulting and transform into seventy-two different forms, but it's not actually so.

His most powerful martial arts technique is called the Great Heavenly Immortal Art, which is the foundation of his power.

This school of skill not only includes various supernatural powers, but also body refinement techniques.

"The concepts of "fa tian xiang di," "shen wai hua shen," and "bu mie jin shen" all originate from here."

According to Bodhi's original teachings, one can become an immortal in three years without missing a day. Becoming an immortal is extremely difficult, as evidenced by the Eight Immortals. The fact that this cultivation method only requires three years to achieve immortality speaks volumes about its power.

Even Sun Wukong, with his incredibly high aptitude for comprehension, didn't fully understand and master it during the Great Heavenly Palace Uprising.

It was after being thrown into the gossip furnace by the Supreme Laojun that he cultivated the third-to-last sentence. He planted a golden lotus in the fire and cultivated fiery eyes and an immortal golden body.

Over so many years, his wildness had been worn down quite a bit, and he began to settle down and carefully contemplate.

Now I have completely mastered this technique.

Although there are countless incarnations, the strength of these incarnations has not decreased by much.

Every monkey possesses the power of a Golden Immortal.

The palm-sized Buddhist kingdom of the Tathagata, inside it are all his disciples, and there are also many demons he has subdued.

Now that they received his order, one by one they all rushed out.

108 Arhats, Eight Parts Heavenly Dragons, Four Great Kings, Mountain Guardian Beasts...

"You're here just in time! Let's settle old and new scores all at once!"

Sun Wukong pressed forward instead of retreating, holding his golden cudgel as if he had entered a realm devoid of people.

Every blow shatters their bones and muscles.

"You impudent monkey, don't go too far!"

A golden light flashed, and a man with an eagle hook nose and a golden feathered cloak appeared. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.Chiang Wenming stepped onto the stage.Though they were sad about Di Xin's death, they weren't too distraught.After all, it's a divine battle, and there's more than just one match.If Jiang Wenming were...