Chaos Spirit Field

Seeing Long Shisi obediently grazing, Zhao Shanhe let a faint smile cross his face. Then, he slowly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to recite scriptures. The souls of the tragically deceased humans, freed from the constraints of Huangliang City, entered the Yellow Springs Road.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing were also busy. With their combined efforts, they had largely eliminated the demons present. However, when faced with the last remaining nightmare, they were in a dilemma, unsure whether to take action.

Zhao Shanhe slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on Mengyao. His gaze was cold and resolute, revealing a sense of resolve. He said coldly, "What a shrewd way to become a Buddha by laying down your butcher knife! Too bad I won't agree! What are you still standing there for? Do you want to experience the power of the Tightening Curse?"

Sun Wukong and the other three's expressions changed when they heard Zhao Shanhe's words. They drew their weapons and were about to strike Meng Ye when, suddenly, a peaceful Buddhist chant echoed from the sky. Then, the figure of Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in the air. With a compassionate look on her face, she addressed Zhao Shanhe, "Xuanzang, please do not attack. Meng Ye has rendered great service to Buddhism. I hope you will spare his life."

Although Zhao Shanhe was a little unhappy, he had to give face to Guanyin Bodhisattva. He waved his hand to signal his disciples to stop. He said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva, take him back and discipline him well."

Nightmare said with disdain: "You are just a Bodhisattva, how can you discipline a Buddha like me? It's really ridiculous."

Zhao Shanhe laughed and said, "I also find it ridiculous. How can a thing like you become a Buddha? It seems that the Buddha must be blind. Wukong, why are you still standing there? Keep him here for the New Year."

After hearing what Zhao Shanhe said, Sun Wukong didn't dare to hesitate for a second. He immediately raised his golden cudgel and smashed it towards the nightmare!

boom!

As the golden cudgel fell, Nightmare's body instantly shattered and turned into pulp. At the same time, his spirit flew out of the shattered body and looked at Zhao Shanhe with a mocking expression.

"Xuanzang, do you think you can destroy me by destroying my physical body? Don't forget, I am a Buddha. As long as I enter the Merit Pool once, I can recover as before! Just wait, when I recover, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

After saying this, the nightmare's spirit turned and tried to leave, but was stopped by Zhao Shanhe. He clasped his hands together and said solemnly, "Amitabha, if you want to return to the Great Leiyin Temple, you must first ask my permission. Do you know who is in charge of the underworld? Wife, I have something fun for you."

In the Great Leiyin Temple, the Buddha Tathagata was meditating when he suddenly groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it! Why would this idiot provoke the Queen Mother Hou Tu for no reason? Zhao Shanhe does have some skills."

Meanwhile, Mengyao discovered that the guiding force between him and the Great Leiyin Temple had vanished. He was horrified and shouted, "Xuanzang, are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of offending the Tathagata Buddha by doing this?"

Facing Mengyan's question, Zhao Shanhe raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. He said, "Mengyan, you haven't snooped into my dreams. What's the point of a mere Tathagata Buddha? The Eighteen Levels of Hell is a wonderful place, with beautiful scenery and complete props. It will definitely make you linger. Enjoy it slowly."

Before he finished speaking, the nightmare disappeared. Zhao Shanhe was naturally reluctant to let such an interesting soul go to the underworld. He decided to use it as fertilizer in the Chaos Spirit Field. Maybe he could grow something interesting there.

When Guanyin Bodhisattva saw Zhao Shanhe had eliminated the nightmare, he asked in confusion, "Xuanzang, do you really want to fight against the Tathagata Buddha?"

Zhao Shanhe replied with a bitter expression, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, I have no choice. This is the will of the Buddha Mother. It's not too late for you to withdraw now."

Guanyin Bodhisattva pondered for a while, and then she said, "The worst outcome is that you come to save me, and I, a poor nun, also want to become a Buddha." After she said that, she left.

Zhao Shanhe was stunned. He looked at the departing figure of Guanyin Bodhisattva and couldn't help but sigh, "My damn charm actually made Guanyin Bodhisattva fall in love with me. What a sin! Amitabha."

Long Shisi came over and said, "Master, I saw that girl Guanyin Bodhisattva blushed. She seems to be attracted to you. If I were you, I would take advantage of the situation and pursue you."

Zhao Shanhe said with a half-smile, "These monsters are really unhygienic. They poop everywhere. A dragon is needed to clean it up."

Long Shisi said with a look of horror: "Master, Xiao Shisi was wrong. I don't want to be a shit-eating dragon."

"Little Fourteen, there are times when things happen, but there are never times when they happen again. Wukong, Bajie, and Sha Seng, your strength is a bit low. Please clean up this place. Your master is going to pray for the souls of the deceased, so please do not disturb him."

Sun Wukong scratched his head, looking puzzled. He turned to Zhu Bajie and asked, "Fool, what does Master mean by this?"

Zhu Bajie chuckled and explained, "Brother Monkey, have you been dumbfounded by the Five Elements Mountain for all these years? These monster corpses are all very nutritious! Master meant for us to eat them far away so others won't see them. I should have known not to break them up so finely; it affects the taste."

After hearing this, Long Shisi couldn't help but drool. He said with emotion, "It would be great if the master didn't become a monk. His cooking skills are amazing. After eating grass for so long, he can finally eat meat again."

Zhu Bajie rolled his eyes at Long Shisi and snorted, "Damn dragon, these are all spoils of war for me, my eldest brother, and my third brother. There's no place for you."

Long Shisi's eyes widened as he retorted, "You're so stingy, fat pig! Senior Brother and Third Brother wouldn't be as stingy as you! Senior Brothers, Little Shisi doesn't have a big appetite and can't eat much."

As they chatted, they cleaned up the battlefield, moving the monster corpses far away to enjoy. Zhao Shanhe pretended not to notice their actions. Then again, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng's cultivation was indeed a bit low. He couldn't always clean up after himself, making himself look like their bodyguard.

Zhao Shanhe was feeling quite depressed. His original plan was to just go through the motions of the Journey to the West, earn enough merit, and then find a way to escape. But now the situation was out of control. Not only did he have to deal with the covetous Emperor of Heaven, but he also had to contend with the Tathagata Buddha. Retrieving the scriptures seemed difficult.

Tang Monk went through 81 trials and tribulations on his journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Many of them were just for show. Whenever he encountered an insurmountable obstacle, he could still seek help. But it seemed that Monk Zhou had no way to go up to heaven or down to earth, and he didn't even have a helper. Add to that his three disciples who were not very capable, and the difficulty was maxed out. Zhao Shanhe thought about it carefully and felt that he was indeed miserable.