Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends-Chapter 932 - 850: Jin Chanzi Ascends Spiritual Mountain

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Chapter 932: Chapter 850: Jin Chanzi Ascends Spiritual Mountain

Jiang Ziya didn’t feel Jin Chanzi stabbing down, which was quite strange. What’s going on? I haven’t even made a move, yet he’s already faltering?

Watching the painful appearance of Jin Chanzi, a sudden thought emerged in his heart. Could it be that Master saved me? A burning sensation filled his heart; indeed, Master’s love for me hasn’t wavered.

Jin Chanzi raised his hand, clutching his forehead, and shouted in pain and anger, "Tang Sanzang, get back!"

The painful expression instantly subsided. Tang Sanzang, with hands clasped in prayer, resolutely said, "Jin Chanzi, I won’t allow you to kill the innocent recklessly."

Expression immediately changed again, Jin Chanzi snarled, "Innocent? How is he innocent? Have you forgotten how he harmed you on the journey to the West?"

The ferocious expression suddenly turned serene. Tang Sanzang, wearing the Golden Hoop, said peacefully, "Wukong once said, ’Use fire to save fire, use water to save water, this is called the increase of benefits.

Oh! You haven’t read much, so you might not understand the meaning of this phrase. Let me translate it for you: it says that using fire to save fire, using water to save water, not only fails to correct but increases mistakes.

This teaches us that violence should not be repaid with violence, which only brings about greater violence.

Although Jiang Ziya has caused me many troubles, I can feel that his heart is not evil. On the journey to the West, there were several times he could have killed me entirely, but he didn’t. Instead, he protected me from evil spirits and eliminated them, killing only the monsters in the end by slaying demons and eradicating evil."

Tang Sanzang’s head instantly lost the Golden Hoop and his peaceful face twisted into ferocity. Jin Chanzi, with malicious eyes, shouted, "Tang Sanzang, what kind of thing are you to lecture me? You are just a reincarnated version of me, merely a substitute. Now return! This is my body."

The ferocious look quickly became serene again, and Tang Sanzang earnestly said, "Wukong once said, ’Do not know if Zhou’s dream was a butterfly or if the butterfly dreamed it was Zhou?’

To you, I am an illusion, even an insignificant incarnation. But to me, I am real, and you are my Heart Demon.

Namo Amitabha Buddha~"

Tang Sanzang’s face twisted into ferocity again, and Jin Chanzi furiously shouted, "Wukong says this! Wukong says that! Exactly, who is the master?"

Jin Chanzi’s face softened, and Tang Sanzang said, "It doesn’t matter who the master is, as long as there is reason.

Wukong once said, the Vice Sect Hierarch said, ’In learning, there’s neither precedence nor the absence of it; those who reach understanding can be the teacher.’

"Shut up, will you!"

"If you tell me to shut up and I just comply, wouldn’t that make me quite disgraceful?"

"Tang Sanzang, I want to mince you to pieces."

"I am you, and you are me. If you wish to mince me, you must first mince yourself to pieces."

"I want to make your soul scatter~"

Jin Chanzi instantly shot up to the sky and headed toward the Western Heaven.

...

"Cough cough~" Jiang Ziya struggled to sit up, holding the God and Demon Altar in his hand, sincerely saying, "You’ve finally returned."

Then, he looked to the west.

"Jin Chanzi, this isn’t over between us. If you want to kill me, then let’s see who dies first."

Jiang Ziya stood up, setting down an array with a casual hand, and the small altar in his hand flew up, buzzing as it grew large and hovered in front of him.

Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth, taking out his prized treasure, and with a flip of his hand, a ceramic flower pot appeared in his palm, in which a small tree, about two hand-breadths tall, was planted. It had purple leaves, red flowers, with thunderous flames and electric lights dancing on it, a low-grade Innate Spiritual Root Thunder Cloud Wood.

Jiang Ziya placed the Thunder Cloud Wood on the altar, bowed three times respectfully, and sincerely said, "Great Demon God above, the disciple sincerely offers up this sacrifice, requesting the descent of the Demon God."

Around the massive altar, billowing Chaos Qi engulfed it, encompassing the altar in the blink of an eye, leaving only the flower basin glowing, like a singular beam of light within the Chaotic World.

Majestic silhouettes appeared within the chaos. The figures continued to distort, remaining indistinct, as if seated at the end of time and space.

A furry giant ape hand, a skeletal hand, a pair of jade-like slender hands, a golden giant hand, a vine-covered giant hand, all extended from the twisted space-time toward the Thunder Cloud Wood.

Bang~ A loud boom erupted from the massive altar, which trembled twice. The Chaos Qi spun into a vortex, with faint roars of unwillingness echoing.

The altar returned to normal, and the silhouettes of the Demon Gods all vanished, leaving only a dark shadow seated in the chaos, facing Jiang Ziya. Tentacles steadily stretched out from its body, resembling snake shadows.

"I am the Demon God of Vegetation, what is your wish?" a distant, ethereal voice asked.

Jiang Ziya dared not raise his head, maintaining his respect throughout, saying, "Previously, the great God and Demon Altar suppressed the Buddhist Jin Chanzi, but now Jin Chanzi has escaped, and two Primordial Spirits have been born inside him.

The disciple wishes to know how to kill Jin Chanzi’s Primordial Spirit."

The majestic Demon God’s figure on the altar twisted continuously, and an ethereal, misty voice answered, "It can be sold."

The Chaos Qi immediately retracted into the altar, which returned to normal size, shrinking and falling into Jiang Ziya’s hands.

Jiang Ziya, holding the God and Demon Altar, murmured, "Sold? Where to sell it?"

A flash of inspiration hit him, and he instinctively said, "Three Realms Mall."

...

In the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, a banquet was being held. There were not many people at the table, only Bai Jin, Aoguang, and the Dragon Mother.

No other Dragon Sons or Grandsons were allowed to sit.

Aoguang saw Bai Jin in a daze and asked curiously, "Brother, what’s wrong?"

Bai Jin smiled slightly and said, "It’s nothing, just thinking of an old acquaintance."

He raised his cup and said, "Drink this cup from top to bottom."

Aoguang and the Dragon Mother also raised their cups and drank in one go.

...

The Spiritual Mountain is located in the Heavenly Realm, also within the range of the Nine Heavens’ seal. However, to let A Xiu and Wutian enjoy a good honeymoon, under Bai Jin’s hint, a gateway was opened beneath the Spiritual Mountain, allowing Wutian and A Xiu free access to the Earth Immortal Realm, watched over in name by Jin Naluo’s junior brother, Aynava, appearing as if nothing unusual.

At the foot of Tianzhu, Aynava sat cross-legged at the base of the Sacred Mountain, dozing with closed eyes.

A streak of golden light suddenly flashed across the sky.

Aynava opened his eyes and, surprised, said, "What a bright Buddha Light, who has arrived? Is there still a Buddha in the Three Realms?" He immediately stood up from the ground, raising his vigilance.

The golden light fell in front of Aynava, transforming into the somewhat disheveled Jin Chanzi.

Aynava exclaimed, "Jin Chanzi~"

Jin Chanzi, with a ferocious face, shouted, "Aynava, take me to see the Buddha."

Aynava’s expression was somewhat strange, self-delivery to the net? He chuckled and said, "The Buddha is not at the Spiritual Mountain."