Five-Colored Stone? Sun Wukong?
After Zhao Gongming and the Three Xiaos left the courtyard.
Lin Tian, sitting in the courtyard, looked at the sky outside.
I'm going back to my room to rest, so I can write a new diary entry the next day.
Only.
Just as Lin Tian was thinking this,
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a sword lying on a stone platform to the side, and a rock.
"Gongming Ming's family is already poor enough."
"Unexpectedly, to repay a favor, they took all these extraordinary encounters with them."
Lin Tian murmured to himself.
With a casual wave of his hand.
He then took the sword into his hand.
The sword blade is approximately twenty inches long.
Not too long, not too short.
It feels cool to the touch.
Lin Tian held the sword in his hand, but did not notice any different aura on the sword.
Its appearance is also quite old, with a lot of rust on it.
It looks just like an ordinary weapon from the mortal world.
Nothing special.
In addition, Lin Tian wasn't interested in swords at all.
After briefly handling the sword, Lin Tian casually placed it on the table beside him.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of something else on the table.
A Little Stone, about the size of a palm.
Just now, when Zhao Gongming gave him that stone...
Lin Tian became very interested in that stone.
"The things Fellow Gongming gave me are all quite bizarre."
"He said it was a miraculous encounter he had with a mountain stream, and that it was left behind by the Saint Nuwa. It does look quite impressive, with five colors on it."
Lin Tian stared at the multicolored stone beside him, his gaze momentarily stunned.
A strange emotion suddenly flashed through my mind.
Five-Colored Stone...
Nuwa...
"Holy crap! Could there be Sun Wukong inside this rock?!"
Lin Tian was, after all, a person from later generations.
Naturally, he knows many things.
The Investiture of the Gods Calamity is currently underway.
After this great calamity, the Primordial World will experience the Journey to the West Calamity.
Then Sun Wukong will be born...
However, if Sun Wukong wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, it should mean that the Heavenly Court had already been established and the Investiture of the Gods had ended.
The Journey to the West would then flourish...
Thinking about this...
Lin Tian immediately realized something was wrong, and then dismissed the thought in his mind.
"How could that be? The timing is completely wrong!"
"Moreover, Sun Wukong is the protagonist of heaven and earth, possesses great destiny, and is also the Sky-Mending Stone."
"How could there only be such a small piece?"
"I must be overthinking it..."
Lin Tian casually picked up the Five-Colored Stone.
The smooth, warm feel of the fabric made Lin Tian pause in surprise.
"Oh?"
"This Little Stone is actually a warm jade?"
"It feels quite comfortable to the touch..."
"From now on, treat it as a stress-relieving toy, and play with it in your hands."
Just as Lin Tian was playing with the Five-Colored Stone and returning to his room to rest...
The Chan Sect's sacred site Kunlun Mountain.
The towering mountain is shrouded in mist and clouds, exuding an ethereal aura.
Enveloped by the power of the laws of Sage.
Incredibly mysterious and majestic.
Now.
In a wide open space in front of the Jade Void Palace at the mountain peak.
Many Chan Sect Disciple were sitting cross-legged in front of the Jade Void Palace.
A long time has passed since the Sage left Jade Void Palace.
They were getting rather bored while waiting.
The spiritual energy in front of the Jade Void Palace was very rich.
However, the surroundings were quite noisy, with some Chan Sect Disciple whispering to each other from time to time.
It's completely unsuitable for cultivation.
Moreover, this occasion was indeed quite solemn and serious.
Even though these disciples were feeling restless while waiting, they dared not voice their grievances.
I had no choice but to keep it to myself.
The disciples of the Chan Sect sitting at the head of the table were also somewhat anxious at this moment.
Among them, Chijingzi was the most impatient.
With a furrowed brow and a hint of helplessness in his voice, he spoke to his close disciples beside him.
"I wonder where Master went? Why hasn't he returned yet?"
"We can't just sit here and wait, can we?!"
"How about we return to the mountain gate first, and then come to pay our respects to Master later?"
Manjushri, who was sitting to one side, did not say a word and simply sat there quietly.
Puxian, Cihang, and Juliusun remained silent.
It was as if they hadn't heard Chijingzi's words at all.
Yun Zhongzi, however, shook his head and said...
"The sect leader told us to wait here. If we were to return to the sect gate simply because we were getting impatient, wouldn't that be disrespectful to the sect leader?"
Grand Master Lingbao's eyes flickered, his double chin trembled slightly, and he made a suggestion.
"I can no longer sense where Master has gone; he must be busy with something important."
"It's really not a good idea for us to just keep waiting here."
Standing to one side, the Antarctic Immortal, with his white hair and enormous head, had a glint in his eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in his voice.
"Since the leader summoned us here only to gather the Chan Sect Disciple to attack the Interception Sect."
"I reckon he'll give the same instructions when he gets back."
"After all, those beasts with fur and horns from the Interception Sect are also very suitable for inclusion in the Investiture of the Gods."
"If we don't fight them, who will we fight?"
"How about we head over ahead and scout things out first?"
"If only we could find a reasonable reason to discuss the Dao with the Jie Sect Disciple."
"Perhaps, with just the strength of a few of us, we can wipe out all the second-generation disciples of the Interception Sect!!"
"With such merits, I'm sure the leader won't blame us."
The words of the Antarctic Immortal caused the people around him to pause slightly in surprise.
Chijingzi was the first to respond; he had been itching to sit still for a while.
"This plan is brilliant!"
"At least Bi Gan waiting around!"
"I'll go with you!"
Lingbao also reached out his hand and said, "That makes sense. Now that the Investiture of the Gods Calamity is approaching, we must plan for our own fortune!"
Seeing the three of them talking, he stood up, intending to leave.
Standing to the side, True Person Huang Long was immediately displeased.
"You left without Master's permission. Aren't you afraid of angering Master?!"
Hearing Huanglong's question.
Standing to the side, Chijingzi scoffed, "Master never said we had to wait here!"
"It didn't say we couldn't go to the other side's Chan Sect!"
"Master had previously given orders for the second-generation disciples to go and discuss Dao with the Jie Sect Disciple."
"I missed it then, but I'm making up for it today!"
"Besides, whether I go or not is none of your business! If you're too scared to go, then shut up!"
"Senior brother, let's go!"
Chijingzi finished speaking.
Before True Person Huang Long could respond, he flashed away from where he stood!
Meanwhile, the Antarctic Immortal, Yun Zhongzi, and the Grand Master Lingbao didn't even glance at him.
With a flick of his sleeve, he transformed into a streak of light and left the Chan Sect ground!
They headed straight for the Interception Sect!
True Person Huang Long, standing at a distance, saw that they were so unwilling to listen to advice.
His face turned bright red with anger, and his aura began to boil.
He was not well-liked in the Chan Sect, and none of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect were obedient to him.
His words, of course, had no effect whatsoever.
However, his intervention was indeed well-intentioned.
"Master was clearly angry just now, and before he left he told us to wait here."
"The plan to deal with the Interception Sect has also been postponed."
"Yun Zhongzi and his group are truly unruly! They actually intend to wait at the Interception Sect!"
"Can they really fight against the Jie Sect Disciple with just their strength?"