The Battle in Journey to the West
Chapter 266 - 239: Reunion of Buddhism and Daoism at Wuzhuang Temple_3

Chapter 266: Chapter 239: Reunion of Buddhism and Daoism at Wuzhuang Temple_3

"No good, he has seen through me! Truly worthy of being Zhen Yuanzi, what brilliant tactics, so formidable!" Yin Xi was secretly astonished and kept retreating.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help but smirk and said, "Has the Buddhist sect really run out of people, sending just a mere Bodhisattva to my Wuzhuang Temple to fetch someone? Do they really take me, Zhen Yuanzi, for a fool?"

Zhen Yuanzi is truly a formidable figure; this mere Bodhisattva trying to snatch Tang Sanzang from him is a joke. Even if the Four Great Bodhisattvas came, except for the Ksitigarbha King, none would gain any advantage or benefit.

"Zhen Yuanzi, I advise you to release Tang Sanzang early to avoid bringing disaster upon yourself, suffering unwarranted violence!" Yin Xi revealed his true form, turning out to be none other than the Wisdom Bodhisattva.

Zhen Yuanzi simply said indifferently, "You Bodhisattva, changing into the appearance of my friend to deceive me, no more words are needed, today I must kill you! To prevent you from impersonating my friend and deceiving others, that would be very bad, extremely bad!"

Upon hearing Zhen Yuanzi say this, Wisdom Bodhisattva’s entire body bristled, sensing trouble. Just as he was about to escape, he felt a wind behind him and took a solid blow, which sent him tumbling out with his internal organs violently shaken into a knot, then burst with a bang, his entire body exploding in mid-air into a cloud of blood mist, spreading all around.

Zhen Yuanzi’s move was indeed ruthless, transforming to sneak behind and striking with a solid palm. Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal in the Undying Realm would be pulverized! The primordial spirit and the physical body were blown up with one palm by Zhen Yuanzi!

Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help but sneer, "Really doesn’t know whether to live or die. Without a vajra drill, yet taking on porcelain work! Do they think Zhen Yuanzi is a vegetarian like these bald monks?"

This strike, which was witnessed by hidden observers like Jiedi and the meritorious officials, left them secretly shocked, dripping with cold sweat, nearly fainting.

The Wisdom Bodhisattva was also one of the more formidable among the Bodhisattvas, but in Zhen Yuanzi’s hands, he had no chance to resist and was instantly exploded.

"Go back and tell them, not to impersonate my friend to deceive me. Otherwise, I will not be merciful, take good care!" Zhen Yuanzi sneered.

Zhen Yuanzi had stayed in West Cow He State for so long, preparing for this day, ready to severely challenge Buddhism and have a grand battle with them.

This is an important part of the gamble in Journey to the West; Celestial Venerable Spiritual Treasure had made a decisive move right at the beginning to see how Buddhism would respond.

Here sat Zhen Yuanzi, an invincible master, and likely only the Three Worlds Buddha or the Peacock Great Ming King personally intervening might stand a chance; otherwise, each one who came would perish, if not, they might have to resort to a group battle, attacking the Wuzhuang Temple with Infinite Bodhisattva, and even Zhen Yuanzi the Great Immortal might have his hands full.

"This Zhen Yuanzi is incredibly fierce, who would have thought Wisdom Bodhisattva would be slain by him instantly, what shall we do?"

"Zhen Yuanzi is formidable; we cannot save Tang Sanzang. Let’s go back and report to Buddha Ancestor!"

Zhen Yuanzi destroyed the pepino fruit tree himself, blamed it on Wukong, then detained Tang Sanzang and others, ready to start a major slaughter with the Buddhist sect. If the battle had no clear winner, they would then let Buddhism deal with the pepino fruit tree. If it were mishandled, then surely Tang Sanzang and his group would never be released.

"Zhen Yuanzi is too fierce, to kill a Bodhisattva instantly, showing no concern for decency or reason."

"Who let Wisdom Bodhisattva come up with such a poor idea, to impersonate someone else to deceive, letting people know, how could they tolerate you?"

Some who witnessed this scene felt chills all over; a master of the Indestructible Realm was extinguished as easily as if it were a joke.

After killing, Zhen Yuanzi returned to his Taoist temple, lit incense, worshiped heaven and earth, then bathed and changed into a new Taoist robe, used a spell, and went to Wukong’s room.

Upon entering, he saw his junior martial brother radiating black and white light all over, knowing he was condensing the Primordial Dao Fruit, naturally he dared not disturb, nodded silently, thinking, "This fellow truly lives up to being a natural-born spiritual monkey, to have cultivated to the realm of Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal so quickly. In this world, he must be a unique case. Truly impressive!"

Wukong’s eyes were closed; his hands kept changing spells, with immense True Qi being compressed into Hunyuan True Qi, then infused into the Primordial Dao Fruit.

The first time refining Hunyuan True Qi, it was necessary to fill the Primordial Dao Fruit; otherwise, the Dao Fruit would have defects, making enlightenment difficult later on, possibly requiring a cycle of calamity and re-cultivation to perfect the Dao Fruit. Where mishaps occur in the path of cultivation is a dreadful thing; this little mishap might impede future cultivation progress, forcing one to reincarnate and start over, a thousand years of cultivation gone in an instant, starting anew—what a painful ordeal!

The Primordial Dao Fruit in Wukong’s dantian was becoming smoother, with Hunyuan True Qi continuously being refined and then infused into the Primordial Dao Fruit.

"Very good! In a few more days, his Primordial Dao Fruit will be complete, by then he’ll be a renowned Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal!" Zhen Yuanzi chuckled, "On his future path, I really don’t know who can be arranged to stop him! Where are so many demons and ghosts?"

After checking on his junior martial brother, Zhen Yuanzi temporarily put his worries aside, left the room, and returned to his quiet room in the temple to meditate, waiting for the Buddhist sect to come for a magic combat.

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