NCCnovel Chapter 275 Facilitates Subsequent Transformation
Chapter 275 Facilitates Subsequent Transformation
Upon hearing Tianqi's words, all the ancestral witches turned to look at him.
"Seclusion?" Zhu Jiuyin's eyes gleamed.
"Thirteenth brother, are you aiming to break through to the Grand Luo Realm?"
"Yes." Apocalypse nodded.
"During the forty thousand years that Wukong cultivated in the underworld, aside from occasionally giving him guidance, I spent the rest of the time digesting my brothers' insights into the laws."
I can now sense that the laws governing the force within my body are nearing completion.
But his cultivation level has been stuck at the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm for far too long.
This time, the Journey to the West is a time of great fortune, and the secrets of heaven are not yet revealed, making it an opportune moment to attain enlightenment.
"It will take at least ten years, or at most a hundred years, before I emerge from seclusion."
"What about the Journey to the West side..." Pingxin asked with concern.
"I'll leave it to you brothers," Tianqi said, cupping his hands in greeting.
"With my sister's current power in the Samsara Realm, she is capable of monitoring the entire Journey to the West."
If anything goes wrong and I am required to appear, my elder brothers can summon me using the secret methods of the ancestral witchcraft.
Normally, I wouldn't leave the area halfway through.
Dijiang nodded:
"Go ahead with peace of mind! With our current overall strength, what could possibly happen?"
"We've got the underworld covered, and Wukong is here for Journey to the West; nothing too serious will happen."
"Then I'll go."
Apocalypse said no more and turned to walk towards the eighteenth level of hell.
The eighteenth level of hell, because of the arrival of the Apocalypse.
The chaotic aura was so dense it was almost tangible.
Tianqi looked up at the Chaos Pearl in the sky, and with a thought, his figure appeared inside the Chaos Pearl.
The Chaos Pearl has changed drastically at this moment.
Large tracts of land no longer exist in the world; the places where the Ancestral Witches once lived have all vanished, leaving only islands.
These islands were originally the land peaks that appeared when the ancestral witches evolved this world.
"The transformation of chaotic energy over tens of thousands of years..."
The liquefied spiritual energy has already covered this entire world!
This training has really helped me expend some energy!
Tianqi sighed, found a relatively high island, casually sat down cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Prove the Way with force, based on chaos... This time, we must succeed."
As he spoke, a chaotic light began to emanate from his body, resonating with the Chaos Pearl.
At the same time, his small axe flew out from between his eyebrows, emitting a faint light around him.
His understanding of the laws governing internal energy continued to deepen...
Inside the Pangu Palace, one sees Apocalypse heading towards Hell.
The ancestral witches exchanged glances.
"Our thirteenth brother has gone into seclusion. We need to keep a close eye on the Journey to the West; we can't afford to disrupt our plans!"
Gonggong grinned.
"It's not just about watching a play!"
The river of time appeared in Zhu Jiuyin's eyes.
"The Buddhist community won't just sit idly by forever, otherwise they won't get any benefits from this journey to the West!"
We still need to be prepared.
"Then let them come."
Firelight blazed fiercely in Zhurong's eyes.
"It's a good opportunity for Wukong to practice his skills. Otherwise, it would be quite boring to act with his fellow disciples all day long!"
"At the same time, let the Buddhist sect see... that my lineage of the Underworld is not to be trifled with."
Upon hearing this, the ancestral witches smiled faintly and said nothing more.
The underworld continues to function normally.
......
On their journey westward, the pilgrimage team had already left the territory of Buzhou Mountain.
We entered the edge of Xiniuhezhou.
For several months, the weather remained calm.
There were no monsters blocking the way, no calamities befalling, and even the weather was unusually good!
This situation puzzled even Guanyin, who was observing from the shadows.
What about the calamities that Buddhism requested the Heavenly Court to arrange?
Why haven't any of them shown up?
What she didn't know was that those "calamities" had long been taken over by the Jie Sect.
After receiving the order from the underworld to "remain inactive and wait for Buddhism to make the first move," the replacements...
They all stayed quietly, not coming out to disturb the group's leisure time.
As for whether or not they need to undergo tribulation, they don't care that much; they just need to finish it before they reach Mount Ling!
Thus began the pilgrimage team's... bizarre daily life.
The first thing Chen Dali did upon waking up in the early morning was not to chant scriptures, but to unfold a map and his notebook to plan the day's journey and observe the key points of the natural environment along the way.
"Today we traveled thirty li and passed the Blackwater River."
Sha Wujing, take a water sample and see how the water quality is, and whether it's drinkable.
Pigsy, go and check the soil on both banks to see if it's suitable for building a dock.
Let's see if my human ships can make it through!
Wukong, keep an eye on your surroundings, just in case.
Suddenly, something strange jumped out of the water!
Upon hearing this, Sha Wujing and the White Dragon scratched their heads awkwardly.
Dali is pointing fingers at himself!
In the morning, the team marched.
Sun Wukong darted ahead to scout the way, then returned to report on the terrain and potential dangers.
The little white dragon carried Chen Dali and some commonly used tools, moving steadily forward.
Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing walked on either side of each other, admiring their surroundings as they went.
During the midday break, Zhu Ganglie started a fire and cooked. He was quite skilled and could even make ordinary wild vegetables into elaborate dishes.
In the afternoon, they continued their journey.
Chen Dali always visits any group that possesses psychic intelligence and the ability to communicate.
Bring them some of the advanced ideas and concepts of the human race.
They set up camp at dusk. Chen Dali sorted out the day's harvest by the campfire, while Wukong and the others practiced their martial arts.
Under the moonlight, the group fought fiercely, but they all controlled their strength so as not to harm a single blade of grass or tree on the ground.
In the shadows, Guanyin shook her head, increasingly convinced that these people did not seem like a pilgrimage team!
She couldn't help but send a message to Mount Ling: "Buddha, the pilgrimage team... is relatively normal, but the originally planned tribulations haven't appeared, which is not quite right."
The response was: "Continue to observe!"
And so, three months passed.
The pilgrimage team had gained a lot along the way, and had not encountered any dangers at all.
Chen Dali was very satisfied: "Although this journey to the west was arduous, it was very rewarding."
"When we return from our pilgrimage, these materials will surely help our human race expand our territory."
The accompanying group was also quite satisfied; they didn't have to fight, and could simply walk around, observe, and practice their skills every day.
Occasionally helping Chen Dali collect some data is a relaxing and enjoyable experience.
But everyone knows that this calm... won't last long.
Because Huangfeng Ridge was just ahead of them.
According to the original script, there should have been a scene where the Yellow Wind Monster blows the Samadhi Divine Wind, forcing Sun Wukong to go and invite the Bodhisattva Lingji.
Now, Huangfeng Ridge is still Huangfeng Ridge, but the Yellow Wind Monster has been replaced, and he is no longer a member of the Jie Sect!
……
Huangfengling, as its name suggests, is where yellow winds blow all year round.
Inside the cave in the mountains, there was an old man in a yellow robe, who looked kind and gentle.
But upon closer inspection, one might notice a glint of gold occasionally flashing in his eyes.
That is a sign that the Buddhist practice of "telepathy" has reached an extremely high level.
He is not the original Yellow Wind Monster, but an "enhanced" version of the Yellow Wind Great Sage sent by Buddhism.
Originally, it was a yellow-haired weasel that had attained enlightenment at the foot of Mount Ling. After being enlightened by the guide, it received the true teachings of the Samadhi Divine Wind.
At this moment, his cultivation level had also reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and he was only half a step away from becoming a Quasi-Saint.
His task this time was also very simple:
First, test Sun Wukong's strength; if he can defeat him, then display Buddhist supernatural powers in front of the group.
Make a comparison to leave Chen Dali with the impression that Buddhism is very powerful, which will make it easier to convert him later!