Journey to the West: I, Sun Wukong, want to play with me!
45 I’m finished, I’m going to die

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At this moment, at close range.

Ling Ji immediately used his powerful divine sense to sense the situation of Mount Buzhou and Sun Wukong.

The first thing he felt was that there was no fluctuation of magic power from Wukong's body.

This Buzhou Mountain seemed to be moving on its own.

Vaguely.

Suddenly, she saw a few golden lights flashing on Buzhou Mountain.

Upon closer inspection, he thought,'F * ck, isn't this my Buddha's six golden words?'

And it seemed to be releasing magic power?

Is it my fault?

A wave of anger immediately flashed through Ling Ji's heart!

Alright!

Rulai, you're clearly your own scapegoat. Won't your conscience hurt if you let me take the blame?

Where's our friendship from when we fought at night??

"Son Lingji, I'm begging you. Quickly beg Buddha to stop his divine power. I really can't take it anymore.”

The tremors finally ended.

Wukong immediately began to act pitiful and plead again.

"Wukong, hang in there. Or, you can ask your disciple to take off the Buddha's Golden Invitation. Perhaps, you can break free from this Buzhou Mountain.”

Ling Ji stood up, stared at the golden invitation cards, and then looked back at Tang Sanzang.

According to the design of the Five Fingers Mountain.

It looked like…

As long as Tang Sanzang tore off the golden invitation, it would be fine.

Ling Ji guessed in his heart.

Now he had a plan. He didn't care about the Buzhou Mountain for now. He would let Tang Sanzang go up and try.

However, after thinking about it, he felt that it was completely impossible.

After all, the golden letter was tens of thousands of miles high on top of Buzhou Mountain.

It was probably impossible for Tang Sanzang, a powerless monk, to climb so high.

Sigh!

Why was it so difficult for Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong to go and learn from the scriptures?

"You guys stay here for now. I'll make a trip back to Spirited Mountain and report this matter to the Ancestral Buddha.”

Ling Ji couldn't think of a good idea, so he said goodbye and left on a cloud.

……

……

Spirited Mountain!

Great Thunderclap Temple!

"Supremacy Lingji, did you see that golden invitation release my magic power with your own eyes?”

After Rulai heard Ling Ji's report, he immediately counted with his fingers.

"Impossible, my golden invitation doesn't have that much magic power.”

Tathagata quickly calculated.

"There must be someone else who has secretly taken action and wants to stop our Buddhist Sect from flourishing!”

"You want to stop our Buddhist Sect from flourishing?"

Ling Ji's eyes flickered.

He thought of the battle between a few Saints.

Especially in the Battle of Gods Investiture, Sect Master Tongtian, who lost everything and was finally imprisoned in the Purple Cloud Palace, had a vague guess as a suspect.

After all, in the Battle of Gods Investiture.

The two saints from the west had also made a move to cause trouble.

Now, it was also possible that Sect Master Tongtian was unwilling and secretly came out to disrupt the situation.

For example, the death of Guan Yin, the West could not find out no matter how hard they tried.

What kind of background could Spirited Mountain not find? Even the Netherworld's Truth Listener couldn't hear it?

There was also the Tathagata Golden Invitation. Tathagata had denied it. Could it be that there was someone whose magic power was higher than his?

All the clues clearly pointed to that high and mighty Saint.

"No matter what, the rise of Buddhism and the tribulation of obtaining scriptures are all set by the Heavenly Dao…"

"Lingji, go and help Tang Sanzang pass the tribulation according to the plan. I believe that the person who is causing trouble in the dark won't dare to make a move on the surface. At most, he will use some methods in the dark.”

Ling Ji could think of this.

How could Rulai not think of this?

It was just that the person behind them made them keep it a secret and they did not dare to say it out loud.

"However, Buddha, it will be difficult for Sanzang to remove the golden invitation now.”

Ling Ji's expression turned awkward as he thought of Buzhou Mountain, which was tens of thousands of miles away. How could he climb up that high?

"Venerable Lingji, can't you even handle such a small matter?”Tathagata raised his brows, his tone somewhat displeased.

"No! Ancestral Buddha, I'll go and do it immediately!"

Ling Ji was secretly complaining, but he had to bite the bullet and fly back to Buzhou Mountain.

There was nothing he could do. Tathagata was his immediate superior!

Ling Ji felt that it was really too difficult for him to be a high-ranking official!

……

……

Mount Buzhou.

Ling Ji descended again.

"Hmm? Wukong, where's Sanzang?"

Ling Ji was surprised to find out.

The foot of Buzhou Mountain was empty. There was no one there. He used his psychic power to scan the area, but he found that there was no one within a hundred miles.

"Son Lingji, my disciple and Taibai Jinxing went to the celestial heavens.”

Sun Wukong glanced at Bodhisattva Lingji and then began to cry,

"Son, grandson, this mountain is too heavy. Let me, the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, be crushed to death by this Buzhou Mountain!”

"I, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, was crushed to death by Mount Buzhou.”

"What? Wukong, you, you know this is Buzhou Mountain?”Ling Ji said in surprise.

" Uh, I let it slip…" Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Damn, how could I let it slip? Then, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a reason.

"My son, Venus told me this. Mount Buzhou, Mount Buzhou, Buddha really thinks highly of me, choosing such a great way to die for me!”

"In about 30 days, I'll be crushed into a meat pie!”

"It's my honor to be buried with Buzhou Mountain after I die!”

"No, Wukong, don't give up! You're the best. Hold on, don't sleep!”

"I'll go find Sanzang to remove the golden invitation for you. After you remove it, you can break free!”

When Ling Ji heard Sun Wukong's realization, he immediately panicked and quickly comforted him. He did not dare to let Sun Wukong, this Tribulation Taker, die!

"Son, you think too highly of your father. This is Buzhou Mountain, an indomitable mountain. I'm going to die in 30 days!”

Sun Wukong continued to shout in a "miserable" manner.

"Wukong, don't let your imagination run wild. You have to persevere.”

After Ling Ji finished speaking, he immediately rode on the clouds and flew towards the celestial heavens. He did not dare to delay any longer.

……

……

Heavenly Court.

"Damn, Taibai Jinxing, you're not bad! This Heavenly Court's chicken was indeed delicious!”

"Oh right, where are the seven fairies of your celestial heavens? I heard that they have big butts and round waists.”

"Sanzang, hush, keep your voice down. It wasn't easy for me to get this chicken…"

Taibai Jinxing was shocked.

He quickly covered Tang Sanzang's mouth, afraid that the two of them would be exposed.

"Taibai Jinxing, it's too tiring for you to be immortals. There are all kinds of rules and regulations, and you don't even dare to say anything when you eat chicken? What was the point of being a god?”

"Unlike our Rulai…Oh right, do you know what kind of person our Rulai is??”

Tang Sanzang ate heartily while he ridiculed without restraint.

The last sentence immediately piqued Taibai Jinxing's curiosity. What kind of person was Rulai?

"Then…what kind of person is Rulai?”he asked.

"Eh? Bodhisattva, why are you here?"

Tang Sanzang was about to tell him about the scandal of Rulai raping a woman and f * cking an old sow when he suddenly felt a person standing in front of him.

He was shocked. F * ck, I, who upheld justice, was almost exposed by evil forces!

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