Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva surged towards the sky, transforming into a colossal golden Buddha and smashed down towards the Maitreya Buddha.

On the other side, a golden dragon charged forward, it was Ju Liusun Buddha riding on the Immortal Tying Rope...

Although Ju Liusun didn't get along well with the Guanyin Bodhisattva, when it came to external matters, especially against Maitreya Buddha, they were exceptionally unified.

Seeing this, Maitreya Buddha cursed loudly, "Damn, another freaking gang fight! Disgusting!"

Then, Maitreya Buddha turned and fled...

Unfortunately, he was eventually surrounded by three people, and his fate was utterly miserable.

Bound by the Immortal Tying Rope, struck by thousands of magical treasures... by the time Maitreya Buddha could walk again, he was already bruised and battered.

...

"Alright, the big show is over. Let's disperse," said the crowd, seeing there was no more drama, and immediately went about their own business.

Meanwhile, Tang Sanzang also ran back to the Bamboo Forest, beginning to pack his things.

Black Bear Monster curiously asked, "Old Tang, you're not really going to run off with that guy, are you? I'm telling you, that guy is nothing good!"

Tang Sanzang nodded and said, "I know, but it seems I'm no good either."

Black Bear Monster was left speechless...

As Tang Sanzang was packing, the door banged open.
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Guanyin Bodhisattva stood at the doorway, domineering and fierce, holding the Jade Clean Bottle in her hand, staring intensely at Tang Sanzang and asked slowly, "Where are you going?"

At that instant, Tang Sanzang, who was fearless of both heaven and earth, seemed a bit cowered…

To be precise, this scene felt familiar to him.

Dimly, he seemed to remember someone very important in his life!

That person liked to drink, liked to hit people with a bottle, and bullied him from childhood to adulthood.

Logically, he should hate that person, but for some reason, his heart inexplicably warmed, and he couldn't help but fill his eyes with tears. He was heartbroken, he wanted to cry...

"Who is it? Who is he? What's his name?"

In the depths of Tang Sanzang's heart, he frantically questioned himself, but no matter how he thought or asked, there was no answer.

That feeling of almost remembering, almost within reach, yet unable to grasp, made Tang Sanzang somewhat frantic…

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the Tang Sanzang before her, also a bit stunned.

She had come here full of anger, but only then did she remember that this bald man was not her disciple, in fact, he was a terrible demon lord!

If she really angered him, even the holy Mount Meru might explode.

Suddenly, Guanyin Bodhisattva's forehead also broke out in sweat…

But to her surprise, Tang Sanzang did not get angry or erupt; instead, he fell silent, tears streaming down his face, his eyes full of tears...

Guanyin Bodhisattva could clearly feel the pain in Tang Sanzang's heart, a kind of confusion, a kind of madness. He wanted to grasp something, but couldn't… For a moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva felt sorry for this bald man.

Black Bear Monster said, "Bodhisattva, don't be so harsh. Look how scared you've made him, he's even crying… Every man likes women, good wine, and good meat. I'm telling you…"

"You want it too?" Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly asked.

Black Bear Monster was startled and subconsciously reached to pull Mu Zha for backup, but grabbed nothing.

Not far away, Mu Zha resolutely said, "Don't look at me, I don't want it, I just want to properly cultivate. I adhere to the principle of emptiness, Amitabha."

Black Bear Monster immediately cried out, "Damn, you're really not loyal!"

Bang!

A bottle smacked onto the head of the Black Bear Spirit, who winced in pain and crouched on the ground, rubbing his head and crying out, "Goddess, am I wrong? I truly think our doctrines need to change. This isn't allowed, that's not allowed... nothing is allowed, so what's the point of cultivating anyway? Might as well all hang it up."

His stubbornness flared up again.

Goddess Guanyin, losing her usual calm, countered, "Is that so? I'm stronger than you, more powerful than you, does that mean I can just kill you at will? If we didn't maintain order and provide space for the weak to exist, do you think you'd still have the chance to stand here? Whether you could even be born is another matter!"

The Black Bear Spirit was speechless, but he still stubbornly said, "Nature believes in the survival of the fittest, and I haven't seen any mountain ecosystem collapse."

Goddess Guanyin sneered, "Are animals the same as you or me? An animal's instinct is survival, to maintain their ecological balance. If there are too many wolves, some starve to death to adapt to the environment. If rabbits increase, wolves increase... That's balance.

But you and I are different, we have greed!

A tiger, after eating its fill, generally won't harm other animals.

But what about us? A table with over a hundred dishes, barely tasted then thrown away. Once done with this mountain, we ride the clouds to another to continue consuming...

Those who enjoy killing can wipe out cities by the hundreds at once.

Those who like women, like the Happy Buddha, have hundreds of thousands of women!

Tell me, in such an environment, does a weakling stand a chance to live?

They might even lack the chance to procreate!

When the world, devoid of living souls and goodwill, only bristles with defense, warfare, and is littered with ruins and slavery, do you think that's okay?"

The Black Bear Spirit stood there, mouth agape, unable to respond.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang wailed toward the sky, "Who in the world is it? I can't remember for the life of me!"

Seeing Tang Sanzang like this, Goddess Guanyin sighed and said, "If you can't remember, then let it be for now. There will come a day when you will remember."

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang calmed down slightly, "Perhaps... but... damn, it's just so close, yet I just can't remember! Bloody hell, if I ever recall who severed my past, I swear I'll dig up his ancestral grave!"

"Ah... Achoo!"

Above the Nine Heavens, in the Purple Xiao Palace, a cough sounded.

After cursing, Tang Sanzang's emotions gradually stabilized.

Goddess Guanyin looked at Tang Sanzang and asked, "Are you going to follow the Happy Buddha?"

Tang Sanzang looked at Goddess Guanyin and then at the bottle in her hand and the badly bruised Black Bear Spirit, shaking his head, "No way, I'm not going with him."

"Really?" Goddess Guanyin asked.

Tang Sanzang thumped his chest and said, "Of course it's true! Have I ever lied?"

The Black Bear Spirit said, "You should ask if you've ever told the truth..."

Tang Sanzang blushed.

But Goddess Guanyin nodded, "Alright, I believe you."

After speaking, Goddess Guanyin turned and left...

After Goddess Guanyin left, the Black Bear Spirit leaned in, "Really not going? The Happy Buddha claims to have a million monks and nuns, it's quite the spectacle..."

Suddenly, Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up, but just then, a figure walked through the gate, those long legs unmistakable, Tang Sanzang didn't even need to look up to know who had come.

At the same time, he heard the concerned voice of the Dragon Maiden, "Tang Sanzang, I heard you were crying?"

Stirred by this, Tang Sanzang's eyes reddened immediately, tears streaming down as he violently shook off the Black Bear Spirit and lunged forward, "Wow... I'm so miserable... I can't remember my past... Wow... Ah..."