Chaos Spirit Field

Long Shisi slowly emerged from the cave, a piercing chill hitting him, and he couldn't help but shiver. Every step he took felt like he was treading on needles, but thankfully, his master wasn't sitting on his back, but was walking slowly behind him, which comforted him a little.

However, at this moment, Tianpeng suddenly said: "Master, the snow seems to be starting to melt, and the weather is getting a little hot."

Upon hearing this, Long Shisi hurriedly looked down at his feet and ahead, only to see a vast expanse of white snow before him, with no sign of melting at all. Puzzled, he turned back and was surprised to find that the snow they had just passed had completely melted, turning into puddles of water that were slowly flowing down the mountain path. His eyes widened, his fury rising instantly, and he couldn't help but roar to the heavens. "Don't bully a dragon like this!"

The words he spoke were just the neighing of a horse. Thinking of this, Long Shisi suddenly felt extremely wronged, as if the whole world had abandoned him. Tears welled up in his eyes. He was about to turn back when he heard Zhao Shanhe say behind him: "Long Shisi, this is a test for you. Don't look back, keep moving forward."

Tianpeng said frivolously, "Master, look at how pitiful Sixth Junior Brother is. It really makes me feel bad! The Buddha is really a fool. Why would he test a horse?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled faintly and responded, "The Buddha does want to test me, but he needs to be able to do so. On the next journey west, the target will turn to you. Be prepared. I will not act rashly again."

Tianpeng asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Master, you are the protagonist in Journey to the West. Aren't all those disasters aimed at you?"

Zhao Shanhe raised his lips, revealing a confident smile. "The Tang Monk in Journey to the West was a weak and vulnerable mortal, so he naturally became the target. I can now fight the Buddha 40:60. Who else in the Three Realms can rival me?"

"Master, if that's the case, then what's the point of traveling west?"

Zhao Shanhe pondered for a moment and said, "Master needs time to strengthen his strength, the Buddha needs time to increase his chances of victory, and the Heavenly Court needs to replenish its troops. If you want to become a Buddha, you must go through trials. Everything is a process. The final battle will be between Master and the Buddha. Once you reach the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven, you will have achieved the right result."

Yuan Hong said, "Master, I will help you when the time comes."

Zhao Shanhe smiled faintly and said, "Master will be waiting. By then, you must reach the Quasi-Sage realm before you can intervene. Work hard. Long Shisi, be careful with your words from now on. Be careful of the consequences."

Before he finished speaking, Long Shisi felt a lot more relaxed. He suddenly realized that he could speak again. He asked, "Master, didn't you say that the saint's restriction could not be lifted? How come it has been lifted now?"

Zhao Shanhe replied, "I couldn't stand your resentful look anymore, so I figured out a way to break the restriction. Every failure is a learning experience. You must know that saints are everywhere, so don't speak nonsense again."

Nuwa, who was hiding in the sky, was speechless. It seemed that no matter how she tried to hide, she could not escape Zhao Shanhe's eyes, and she didn't know who the saint was.

Zhao Shanhe was actually even more speechless. He teased towards the place where Nuwa was hiding, "Nuwa, if you want to obtain the scriptures, just tell me. I don't mind taking a female disciple. As the saying goes, a man and a woman together makes obtaining the scriptures less tiring."

Nuwa Niangniang revealed her form and knocked on Zhao Shanhe's bald head. She said, "I dare to worship you, do you dare to accept it?"

Zhao Shanhe replied solemnly, "I am the reincarnation of Hongjun Daozu. I can accept people from this world, so why not accept you as my disciple?"

Nuwa said with a half-smile, "Xuanzang, you even dare to make fun of Hongjun Daozu. Aren't you afraid of heaven's punishment?"

Zhao Shanhe clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and replied, "Amitabha, Goddess Nuwa, the heavens have not sent down any punishment. It seems that this poor monk is truly the reincarnation of Hongjun Daozu."

Zhao Shanhe's words silenced Nuwa Niangniang. She began to believe it a little, then realized something and said jokingly, "I think you are not the reincarnation of Hongjun Daozu, but the reincarnation of Nuwa."

Zhao Shanhe replied, "The goddess said that I am the reincarnation of Nuwa. You and I are one."

Nuwa Niangniang didn't expect to be teased. What puzzled her most was that the Heavenly Dao still did not punish her and actually acquiesced. This Zhao Shanhe was really weird. She continued, "I think you are the Master of Tongtian."

Zhao Shanhe's answer was different this time. He said, "Nuwa, that old man is too mean and a bit annoying. Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi might be considered."

Nuwa was no longer calm. The Heavenly Dao had actually acquiesced. She stared at Zhao Shanhe and loudly demanded, "Xuanzang, who are you?"

Zhao Shanhe replied, "Nuwa, you said I am Xuanzang, the Buddhist monk appointed to seek Buddhist scriptures. The Heavenly Court is currently short of people. If you come a few more times, I think we will have enough people."

Nuwa said jokingly, "Xuanzang, since Yang Hui betrayed you, why did you still spare no effort to help her?"

Zhao Shanhe felt somewhat helpless. The saint was indeed not so easily deceived. He replied, "Nuwa, I have no relationship with Yang Hui. How can I say I'm betraying you? I'm actually helping you."

Nuwa asked in confusion, "Where did you get this from?"

Zhao Shanhe replied, "Nuwa, after the battle between the Emperor of Heaven and Zhao Zilong at the South Heaven Gate, the vitality of the twenty-eight constellations was severely damaged. The Heavenly Court is defenseless and needs a large number of experts to fill the gap. Now is a good time for the demon clan. All this is thanks to me."

Nuwa replied coldly, "The demon race swears not to be enslaved."

Zhao Shanhe shook his head and said, "Nuwa, you believe that entering the Heavenly Court means losing freedom. Don't you know how many demons are desperately trying to obtain divine office? Different positions have different expectations. I, a humble monk, am unwilling to travel to the Western Heaven to obtain the scriptures. I wonder how many people would like to take my place. Among all living beings, who can escape the fate of slavery? I dare to ask you, are you free? The ancient demon court era is long gone. It is a foolish dream for the demons to regain their glory. Even if Taiyi and Dijun were reborn, they can only follow the trend of the times. Now the human race is the protagonist."

Nuwa said coldly, "Xuanzang, you talk too much."

Zhao Shanhe clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name. "Amitabha," he said, "I have spoken too much. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. However, honest advice is unpleasant to the ear. On behalf of all the demons in the world, I beg you to stop. You are too deceitful."