The scripture seeker is dead?

Not only were the Buddhas of the Western Heaven watching Tang Yu and his group, but even the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court, and even some Sages were paying attention.

Each harboring their own intentions. Some wished for the Journey to the West Tribulation to be completed quickly, while others hoped it would never be finished.

Therefore, this was a conspiracy, a conspiracy of conflict between Buddhism and Taoism.

Behind it all, Sages were even playing chess.

Deep within the Primordial Era, Tongtian let out a hearty laugh, "This Tang Sanzang is quite interesting." His gaze was sharp, like a sword.

He touched his finger, beginning to calculate, but alas, no matter how he tried, he couldn't figure it out.

Naturally, he also knew that a variable had appeared in the Journey to the West.

It seemed that in this Journey to the West Tribulation, others might also be interfering.

From the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, the Jie Sect was defeated, and countless disciples were killed or injured. In his anger, Tongtian set up the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, facing off against the Four Great Sages alone.

Unfortunately, Hongjun intervened in the end, leading to his defeat and a warning not to leave the Primordial Era again.

As for his disciples, most of them were converted by Buddhism.

Even the current Tathagata Buddha was his eldest disciple.

Duobao!

If there was any Sage who most wished for the destruction of the Buddhist Sect, it would undoubtedly be him, Tongtian.

Alas, he could not leave the Primordial Era, otherwise, he would have surely helped Tang Yu.

Guanyin Bodhisattva descended to the mortal realm, contemplating how to proceed with the Buddhist Clothing Conference.

Tang Yu's recent "operatic moves" had practically dislocated their hips.

She really had the urge to kill Tang Yu, but she knew it was just a fleeting thought.

Anyone could die now, but Tang Sanzang absolutely could not.

In the previous nine lifetimes, no one had paid attention or cared.

As a result, Tang Sanzang was killed and eaten by Sha Seng shortly after reaching the Flowing Sand River.

Even his skull had been strung into a necklace and worn around his neck.

All their plans and schemes were focused on this lifetime.

If Tang Sanzang died, all their efforts would be in vain.

Arriving at the Black Bear Spirit's cave, Guanyin Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment before transforming into a snake spirit.

This snake spirit was friendly with the Black Bear Spirit, and they even addressed each other as brothers.

"Brother Black Bear, this humble one has taken the liberty to visit."

A moment later, a hearty laugh echoed from within the cave, "My dear brother, your visit truly graces my humble abode. This old brother feels immensely honored."

Guanyin Monastery.

Tang Yu was already eating and drinking, even pouring Sun Wukong a cup of Erguotou.

After taking a sip, Sun Wukong's monkey face turned red, and he stuck out his tongue, panting.

"Wukong, you don't understand this stuff yet. This is good stuff." Tang Yu took a sip, his eyes narrowed, looking quite pleased. "Drink, drink too much, and you won't miss home. Here, Wukong, your master toasts you."

"Master, this old grandson really can't get used to this stuff." Sun Wukong asked casually, "Master, you are a holy monk from the Great Tang, and you bear the great responsibility of fetching the scriptures. How can you be eating and drinking like this?"

He had long suspected that something was amiss but hadn't had the chance to ask.

Tang Yu waved his hand, and the Heavenly Secrets Concealment Formation sealed the area.

"Wukong, your master asks you, what is Buddha?"

Tang Yu decided to seize this opportunity for a heart-to-heart talk with Sun Wukong.

This monkey still had no idea he had stepped into the chessboard.

Sigh, they say monkeys are clever, why couldn't he see it?

In the nearby Gao Family Village, Er Daizi was waiting for him.

There was also San Lengzi at the Flowing Sand River.

Wukong.

Er Daizi.

San Lengzi.

This is a bit too much to carry.

Even a King couldn't carry three Bronzes.

Sun Wukong scratched his head, "Master, this old grandson doesn't understand these things."

"Indeed, you're just a troublemaker," Tang Yu muttered. "Then, your master will ask you again, how could you, who had no magical powers back then, travel across the Eastern Sea? Come to Fangcun Mountain and find Patriarch Bodhi?"

This left Sun Wukong bewildered. He clearly remembered that when he was just a little monkey, he had traveled across the Eastern Sea, and several times he thought he had died.

However, each time he didn't die, as if fate had arranged for him to arrive at Fangcun Mountain, find the Three Stars Cave, and become a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi.

"And when you wreaked havoc in Heaven, did you really think the Jade Emperor had no way to deal with you?" Tang Yu continued, "How many of those immortal elixirs you stole from Taishang Laojun were top-grade?"

Hearing Tang Yu's words, Sun Wukong also found it strange.

Those immortal elixirs seemed to be prepared for him to eat.

As for high-level immortal elixirs, like the Nine Revolutions Soul Returning Golden Elixir and the Limitless Creation Pill, there were none.

Seeing Sun Wukong's pensive expression, Tang Yu chuckled inwardly.

Some things were better not said too much; it was best to let him think and understand slowly.

"And this, this is called the Golden Fillet."

Tang Yu took out the Golden Fillet. "The Bodhisattva asked me to put this on you. The Golden Fillet grows into the flesh once worn, and you'll never be able to take it off. Once you silently recite the incantation, you'll suffer splitting headaches, wishing you were dead."

Sun Wukong looked at the Golden Fillet. "Master, this old Sun doesn't quite understand."

"You'll understand later," Tang Yu picked up his wine cup. "Let's drink, drink. Drink too much, and you won't miss home."

Sun Wukong blankly picked up his wine cup and drank with him. A cup of wine was unconsciously consumed.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong let out a howl, his aura becoming violent.

His monkey face turned red, his eyes were glazed, yet they seemed to carry a hint of madness.

The Golden Cudgel appeared in his hand.

Under his might, with a loud rumble, the Guanyin Monastery collapsed into ruins.

Fortunately, the monks of the Guanyin Monastery were far away, attending to matters in the main hall. Being quite distant, they managed to escape.

"What happened?"

"How could this happen?"

"An earthquake?"

Elder Jin Chi was trying on a kasaya in his meditation room. With that loud rumble, he was buried inside.

His disciples discovered him and rushed to rescue him.

When they dug him out from the rubble, he was barely breathing.

His eyes were rolling back, he coughed incessantly, looking as if he was about to enter nirvana at any moment.

As for Tang Yu, he was the first to be hit.

"Wukong, you damn..." Before he could finish, Tang Yu was buried underneath.

This monkey drank too much; his alcohol tolerance wasn't great.

He had no idea that the liquor from the Great Tang was only a few proof, not even as strong as modern beer.

But the Red Star Erguotou was fifty-two proof.

Western Heaven.

All the Buddhas widened their eyes, staring at the scene in disbelief.

After a long while, they seemed to awaken from a dream.

"My heavens, what did I just see?"

"The pilgrim, he's dead?"

All the Buddhas looked at Tathagata, who was also still bewildered.

Thirty-third Heaven.

Taishang Laojun clicked his tongue. "This is playing a bit too rough, he even played himself to death."

However, he knew that Buddhism wouldn't let Tang Yu die. They would definitely come to him to exchange for elixirs.

It seemed he could extort a sum from Buddhism.