Time turned back to before the Heavenly Soldiers and demon generals set out to subjugate the nightmare demon.
Inside the Heavenly Emperor Palace.
After Xiong Yuan left the Heavenly Court for the Solar Star, Gungun looked at the Black Bear Ancestor standing before him in a kasaya and said between bites of spirit fruit, "You really are interested in Buddhist attire. You're always wearing a kasaya."
"Hehe, I just think it suits my kindhearted, compassionate bear persona," Black Bear told Gungun with a grin.
"Kindhearted? Compassionate? Hehe, sure enough, you really do have an affinity with Buddha." Gungun laughed too.
"Right? That's what I've been saying. A bear like me is bound to be..."
"Exactly the same when it comes to shamelessness and blowing your own trumpet."
Gungun and Black Bear spoke at the same time, and then...
Black Bear froze, his black face turning even blacker. True Form, have you forgotten that my temperament came from you? How can you say that about me without a guilty conscience? Besides, you're Buddha yourself! Why would you say that about yourself?
"Since you like all that Buddhist stuff so much, you might indeed be better suited to this task than A Bei. Xiong Er, twelve hundred years from now, you'll replace Tang Monk and go to the Western Heaven to fetch the scriptures!" Gungun stopped teasing his corpse of evil and told him directly.
At those words, Black Bear, who had just been about to stress his connection to Gungun, abruptly stopped with his mouth open. Then, with a gulp, he swallowed what he had intended to say and asked instead, "You want me to fetch the scriptures from the Western Heaven?"
"Yes. The scripture pilgrim earns merit, and Golden Cicada isn't even close to us. Why hand him that windfall?