Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

"Why can these guys sit here and get promoted just by listening to you talk about this or that Buddhist scripture, while I have to go to the mortal world and experience eighty-one tribulations?" Jin Chanzi's voice grew louder and louder.

However, as the master of the Western Paradise, he still had to maintain his dignity, so he said kindly, "Don't say that. I'm doing this for your own good. Look at others, I don't even give them such opportunities to train."

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was standing nearby, hurriedly chimed in, "Yes, Sanzang, you are our most beloved disciple. How could you say such disheartening things to us?"

The others nearby seemed to want to share their opinions. Some whispered among themselves, while others said, "If Buddha asked me to do this, I would be grateful beyond measure. This guy actually said something like that; it's really outrageous."

Seeing that everyone seemed to have put him in a dilemma, he was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Jin Chanzi shook his head, calmed his thoughts, and muttered to himself, "No, I came here this time not to be manipulated by others, I did nothing wrong."

Jin Chanzi unleashed his fury. Although he was now a Hunyuan Daluo Loose Immortal, his abilities remained unchanged even after entering the virtual world he had created. With Jin Chanzi's roar, the only person in the Western Paradise with comparable strength, the Buddha, was quickly suppressed by his aura.

"You say you want to go, right? Then I'll grant your wish." After saying that, Jin Chanzi didn't say anything more and directly threw the guy who had just mocked him out of the Western Paradise. Let's not talk about the eighty-one tribulations for now, let's give him an eighty-one somersault first.

This talkative fellow was filled with regret; he felt like he was about to throw up the leftover food from the night before.

As the saying goes, "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down." When this guy was so ruthlessly thrown out, one of the Bodhisattvas even tried to say something, but Guanyin Bodhisattva stopped him.

As a Bodhisattva with discerning eyes, he naturally heard the Buddha's good intentions; this guy is probably very strong.

Seeing that everyone was impressed by the strength he had displayed, the guys on Mount Xitian finally shut up a bit and became less annoying.

Jin Chanzi said, "Very well, all of you shut up now."

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "Very well, continue to rage, Tang Sanzang."

The Buddha said, "What exactly do you want to do? Do you intend to rebel?"

When Tang Sanzang uttered the word "rebellion," a strange sense of pleasure inexplicably welled up within him. "Yes, rebellion! Back then, my disciple Sun Wukong could wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace, so why can't I wreak havoc on Mount Ling?"

Seeing Jin Chanzi becoming increasingly serious, a look of unease suddenly appeared on the face of the Buddha.

He thought to himself, "Could this guy really be going to do what I said?"

But in the very next second, Tang Sanzang proved with his actions that even he could have a violent side.

He leaped onto the spot where the Bodhisattva and Buddha were seated and said with a wicked smile, "You guys who only know how to listen to Buddhist scriptures and talk about reason are really no match for me. I don't know what qualifications you have to point fingers at me."

Provoked in this way, the anger in everyone's hearts naturally erupted.

Several hot-tempered guys couldn't contain themselves, but they never expected that they would be knocked out by the opponent before they could even make a move. They stared at Jin Chanzi in disbelief.

Chapter 901 Martial Monk, A Sky Full of Buddhist Shadows

Naturally, Jin Chanzi also felt a strange sense of pleasure as he looked at the emotions in these people's eyes.

If the Buddha doesn't step forward now, he'll lose face completely.

"The master of the Western Paradise? Is that so great? Today, I, Tang Sanzang, will cause trouble on this sacred mountain." Jin Chanzi said, word by word.

"How dare you! This sacred mountain is not something you can just do as you please. You think too highly of yourself!" said the Buddha.

"Heh, is that so? Don't try that on me. Haven't you done enough hypocritical things? Now you think you can decide my fate with just a word? Heh, Buddha, you're so out of touch. Do you still think I'm the Tang Monk I used to be?" Tang Monk looked at everyone with cold eyes, as if he was going to kill any Buddha he encountered today.

Li Xiuyuan slowly said, "It seems that Tang Sanzang also has his independent side. He must have been suppressing it for too long. Now that he's released it, it seems a bit too intense. Interesting, really very interesting."

As he spoke, Buddha's large hand pressed down on Tang Sanzang like a mountain.

A duel between two Grand Luo Immortals—only a fool would know to hide at this moment.

Sure enough, sensing that the Buddha was truly enraged, everyone quickly cleared a large area of ​​space, fearing that the two might actually start fighting and cause collateral damage.

"Five Finger Mountain?" Tang Sanzang seemed to look at this move with great disdain. This was the move that Buddha Tathagata used to deal with Sun Wukong.

Back then, if it weren't for the fact that Sun Wukong's strength was only at its peak because he had just emerged from the stone and hadn't yet fully utilized his physical abilities...

They won't be dealt with by Tathagata in one fell swoop.

Tang Sanzang, seeing the Five Finger Mountain about to touch him, actually revealed an evil smile.

The Evil Monk: Optimus Prime!

Before he finished speaking, Tang Sanzang's body began to transform, starting from his feet and gradually becoming as if it were being plated with gold.

It radiated a golden glow and stood there motionless.

"What is this?" It seemed as if the Buddha had seen through something. He quickly realized that his Five Finger Mountain could not harm the other party at all.

Because, right in front of Tang Sanzang, who had already turned to gold, something as solid as a pillar could hold up the Five Finger Mountain in mid-air, preventing it from advancing.

One can only imagine the incongruity of a mountain being pinned in mid-air by a rigid, towering pillar.

"Wow!" A commotion erupted as everyone was surprised by the strength Tang Sanzang displayed. No wonder this guy could be so arrogant and unrestrained on Mount Ling; now they understood.

When Buddha saw that everyone's eyes were drawn to Tang Sanzang's pillar of strength, he instantly felt as if he had lost his center.

"Jin Chanzi, today I, the Buddha, will teach you a lesson and show you what the Buddha's anger truly is."

Seeing the Buddha's enormous body, it seemed as if it were gesturing something, and began to dance.

Then, he pushed off the ground with both feet and arrived high in the sky.

Having already exited the golden form, Tang Sanzang looked up at the Buddha Tathagata, who had vanished without a trace, and felt a strange sense of excitement in his heart.

The evil monk's inner fighting spirit seemed to have been ignited.

The Bodhisattva standing nearby asked, "What kind of move is this, Buddha?"

One person chimed in, "I've never seen Buddha use such a move before. It must be some kind of powerful technique, right?"

Opinions varied, and everyone watched the sky with nervous anticipation, as if waiting for something.

"I remember, there was a move that came down from the sky," Tang Sanzang muttered to himself.

Sure enough, the Buddha descended from the sky, using the energy of gravitational potential, his enormous body seemingly about to blast Tang Sanzang on the ground to smithereens.

"Buddha's Palm!"

The four words, "clearly," resonated throughout the ears of everyone present.

A Buddha-like figure, wreathed in flames, charged menacingly towards Jin Chanzi. "Jin Chanzi, let's see what you do now!?" Seemingly confident in his move, the Buddha-like figure smiled as he looked at the seemingly bewildered evil monk on the ground.

"The Tathagata Palm? Very powerful?" Jin Chanzi, with an inexplicable confidence, looked at the Tathagata radiating immense power, while Tang Sanzang uttered only four words: "A sky full of Buddha shadows!"

The moment they closed their mouths, tens of thousands of Buddha images suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes, each one seemingly possessing its own consciousness, just like Tang Sanzang.

Because all these Buddha figures actually had their own movements, each one different.

The Tathagata's Palm struck thousands of Buddha images, and the shockwave from the collision of the two energies spread outwards from the center.

“Bang!

Thud! Thud!

Then, a cacophony of sounds rang in everyone's ears...

After the thick smoke cleared, he opened his eyes and saw the panting Buddha looking on with great satisfaction at the thousands of Buddha shadows he had destroyed.

Suddenly, the remaining hundreds of Buddha images began to merge together as if returning to one.

"Buddha, is this all the strength you have? It's really not enough!" As his human form gradually became more solid, Tang Sanzang's body solidified from the ethereal.

"What? You're completely unharmed?" The Buddha's eyes, as large as two lychees, stared at the man before him.

"Hehe, if it were before, I probably would have had a hard time dealing with your Tathagata Palm, but now this move, 'Full Sky of Buddha Shadows,' isn't it the move that counters you?" Seeing the Tathagata's surprised expression, Tang Sanzang felt even more satisfied with his evil heart.

He slowly explained: "Given the speed, it was quite clever of you to start by eliminating them from the center. But as long as my main body isn't harmed, it's all in vain."

Chapter 902 The Birth of the Evil Dragon.

"I never expected you would have such a trick up your sleeve." Buddha looked at Tang Sanzang with an incredulous expression.

"There are many things you don't know." After saying that, Tang Sanzang seemed to immediately transform into a different person, becoming fierce and menacing.

A terrifying aura emanated from his eyes.

Suddenly realizing this, Tathagata seemed to have sensed something different through his sixth sense.

He opened his mouth in astonishment and said, "You, you're not Tang Sanzang, who are you?"

The evil monk seemed to have figured something out as well, looking at Tathagata as if trying to find something in his eyes.

However, after a few seconds, neither side had gained anything, so they stopped there.

The monk said with interest, "Oh? I'm not Tang Sanzang, then who am I, and who are you?"

This is a seemingly simple statement, but it is actually quite complex.

The Buddha was also stunned after hearing this, as if he was surprised that the other party would say such a thing.

However, with Tathagata's question, everyone's eyes were drawn to it. Tang Sanzang came to his senses and saw the group of people looking at him, with all sorts of expressions on their faces.

Ultimately, it seems like they're all looking at me with an expression that's hard to describe but conveys a sense of displeasure.

That was... terror?

No, Tang Sanzang shook his head.

Was it panic? Or mockery? Or disdain? At this moment, Tang Sanzang seemed to have lost his judgment, or perhaps he was unable to judge at this moment.

However, feeling this very uncomfortable atmosphere, the oppressive feeling grew heavier and heavier. My head kept buzzing.

"Ah, ahh." After several angry roars, Tang Sanzang, who looked extremely painful, gradually lost the golden light in his eyes.

Instead, it was replaced by a deep, dark black.

"What's wrong with me?" Tang Seng muttered to himself, but soon the energy within his body no longer gave the original owner of this body a chance to breathe.