paranoianovel Chapter 9 The bewildered Five Directions of the Heavenly Priests: How do you also know my Buddhist s
Chapter 9 The bewildered Five Directions of the Heavenly Priests: How do you also know my Buddhist s
"Wait." The Golden-Headed Jiedi pressed him down and turned to look at Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong sat on a tree stump, arms crossed, his expression saying, "I've told you."
Jin Tou Jie Di took a deep breath and turned back to look at Lu Chen.
"Your Excellency, we have come here on the orders of the Ling Mountain Dharma—"
"A decree?" Lu Chen interrupted him. "What right do your decrees from Mount Ling have over me? I'm not a member of your Buddhist sect. Take your decrees back and use them to wipe the table."
"you--!"
"Alright."
Sun Wukong stood up from the tree stump.
He simply couldn't stand it anymore.
It's not that I can't stand Lu Chen's arrogance, it's that I can't stand seeing the Five Directions Exorcists being completely powerless against verbal attacks.
Embarrassing.
So embarrassing.
They can't even win an argument, yet they're still standing up for someone?
"Enough with the nonsense."
Sun Wukong grabbed his golden cudgel, took a step forward, and the shadow of the cudgel smashed down with immense force!
"boom!!"
The ground exploded, sending debris flying everywhere.
Lu Chen had somehow gotten his hands on that broken wooden stick and was holding it steadily above his head.
The moment the golden cudgel collided with the wooden stick, a visible shockwave spread out in all directions.
The Five Directions Protector was forced to retreat three steps by the shockwave.
They instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes, peering at the battlefield through their fingers—
A gleaming golden iron rod was blocked by a dusty gray wooden stick.
Not moving.
The Golden-Headed Jiedi's pupils suddenly contracted.
He felt the power of that blow. It was the full force of the Monkey King's attack.
Was it blocked?
Sun Wukong increased his power.
The golden cudgel pressed down three-tenths of an inch.
The wooden stick sank three-tenths of an inch.
Sun Wukong increased his strength.
The golden cudgel pressed down two more points.
The wooden stick sank two more points.
The same.
Exactly.
"Did you see clearly?" Sun Wukong turned his head and roared at the Five Directions Protectors.
The Five Directions Protector has seen clearly.
See clearly.
Sun Wukong put away his staff and jumped three zhang away.
"You go."
The five guardian deities looked at each other in bewilderment.
The Golden-Headed Jiedi gritted his teeth: "Go!"
Five people attacked at the same time!
Five Buddhist ritual implements attacked Lu Chen simultaneously from five directions.
Golden pestle, silver hammer, demon-subduing staff, demon-subduing rope, demon-suppressing bell!
The wooden stick in Lu Chen's hand—
"Click click click click click".
It was divided into five strands.
Five wooden sticks were used to greet five ritual implements.
The golden pestle struck down, but the wooden stick blocked it—a 50/50 split.
The silver hammer swept across, the wooden stick parried – a 50/50 split.
The demon-slaying staff pierces, the wooden stick deflects—a 50/50 split.
The Demon-Subduing Rope was entangled, and the wooden stick was broken—a 50/50 split.
The demon-suppressing bell rang, and the same bell sounded on the wooden stick—"50/50".
Five people, five directions, five ritual implements.
It's a 50/50 chance on every path.
The Golden-Headed Jiedi refused to believe in evil and brought out his most treasured Buddhist weapon, the Vajra Pestle!
Golden light shone brightly, and Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures appeared on the pestle, pouring out a pure Buddhist power!
On the wooden stick opposite—
The exact same golden light.
The exact same Sanskrit.
The same Buddhist power.
The Golden-Headed Jiedi's eyes nearly popped out.
That is the power of the authentic Buddhism.
How could a wooden stick possess the power of authentic Buddhism?!
Half an hour.
A full half hour.
The Five Directions Protectors took turns engaging in single combat, doubles, group battles, using magical weapons, and employing formations—
We tried everything we could.
result--
It's a 50/50 split.
It's a 50/50 split.
Half an hour later, the five of them withdrew together.
He was panting heavily.
His face was ashen.
The Golden-Headed Jiedi's hands were trembling. Not from injury, but from fear.
They finally understood what Sun Wukong had been feeling over the past four months.
That feeling—
It's like punching a mirror.
The harder you hit, the harder the mirror will be.
As fast as you leave, so fast the mirror will appear.
You put in your best effort, and so did the mirror.
You can never break that mirror.
Because that mirror is yourself.
Lu Chen sat back down on the rock, slowly pulled a sweet potato out of the ashes, and blew on it.
He looked at the five deathly pale-faced Jiedi and waved with a smile.
"Go back and tell Lingshan to send more people."
He took a bite of the sweet potato.
"I'm not picky."
Without uttering a word, the Five Directions Protectors rode away in a golden light.
high speed.
Like they're on the run.
Sun Wukong stood there with his arms crossed, watching the five golden lights disappear into the horizon.
He gave a cold laugh.
"You believe it?"
No one answered him.
"I told you so."
He turned and left.
Lu Chen was the only one left in the valley.
He watched the direction everyone had left in, put down the sweet potato, and closed his eyes.
Inside my body, that familiar feeling of fluidity surged back.
[System Notification: After accumulating 0.5 seconds of continuous combat with the Five Directions Protectors, the settlement progress is 100%. Settlement complete.]
[Permanently gain combat power: Five Directions Exorcist Level.]
Half an hour later, the settlement was complete.
They fought Sun Wukong for over four months and only reached 12%, while these five people reached 12% in half an hour.
The gap is too big.
"Small fish and shrimp."
Lu Chen sighed.
He stood up and looked toward Mount Ling.
"When... will you get a big one?"
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Acquire business location.
Not long after the Five Directions Protector left, Sun Wukong returned.
Pigsy was lying on the ground counting stars. Although it was daytime, he had nothing to do.
"Hey Monkey, how's it going?"
"you guess."
"Fifty-fifty?"
"Um."
Pigsy laughed.
It wasn't a forced smile; it was a genuine laugh. The kind of laugh that says, "Just as I expected."
"I knew it!" Pigsy rolled over, his tone light. "Those five errand boys combined wouldn't be as good as me alone in a fight. If they could win, I'd swallow my rake right here and now."
Sha Wujing glanced at him: "Second senior brother, you've never even fought him."
"That's different!" Pigsy said confidently. "At least I held out for half a day before I was defeated. What about them? Half an hour? Tsk tsk tsk."
He shook his head, his face showing an expression of "it's nothing special".
Sun Wukong ignored them and found a tree to lean against and sit down.
He's no longer in a hurry.
It's not that I'm relieved, it's that I've given up.
Anyway, I've said what I needed to say, fought where I needed to fight, and found where I needed to find. If the Buddhists don't believe, then so be it. I've made my stance clear: it's not that I'm not doing my job, it's that your path is flawed.
Let Buddhism deal with the rest itself.
Pigsy leaned over and said, "Brother Monkey, how about we really call it quits?"
"What's there to disperse about?" Sun Wukong said with his eyes closed. "Just wait and watch the show."
"What show are you watching?"
"Watch the play at Lingshan."
Sun Wukong's lips curled up slightly.
"If those five went back so frightened, the bodhisattvas and lords of Mount Ling will surely get restless."
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Lingshan, inside a side hall.
The Five Directions Protectors knelt before the Universal Salvation King.
The five men all looked increasingly grim.
The Golden-Headed Guardian gave a detailed account of what had happened.
He spoke each word slowly and heavily.
Because he knew that no one present would believe what he was about to say.
"...The wooden stick in that man's hand could split automatically, allowing him to fight all five of us simultaneously. Each battle... was evenly matched."
The meditation room was quiet.
"I personally witnessed him fighting the Great Sage Equaling Heaven." The Golden-Headed Jiedi lowered his head, his voice tense. "Even when the Great Sage went all out, that man... was evenly matched."
King Puji stopped tapping.
"You're saying the Great Sage used his full strength?"
"Yes."
Are you sure?