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Chapter 15 The Treasure of Killing Pigs

The king of Che Chi Kingdom worshipped three national teachers in order to seek immortality. Now all three of them have died. When the king saw that they could not live forever, he felt that the road to immortality was cut off. He immediately lay down in front of the table and cried bitterly: "It is indeed difficult to get a human body. Don't refine alchemy without encountering the true teachings. There is only the magical water technique, but there is no prolonged life pill."

Wukong stepped forward and scolded, "Why are you so confused? These three people are mountain beasts that have become spirits. They are here to harm you, but they dare not take action because they see that their energy is still strong. Now twenty years have passed, and all the civil and military people in the court know that the national master has strong magic power. They only know how to respect the national master, but not the emperor. If your energy is declining in another two years, they will harm your life and your country will belong to him. Fortunately, I will come early and eliminate evil spirits to save your life. Why are you crying?"

The king suddenly woke up and cried suddenly stopped.

Chen Mang, who was beside him, gritted his teeth and looked at Wukong, regretting that he had not put a tight curse on the monkey's head and let him speak loudly here.

It’s not because Wukong said something wrong, but...

He has also done this in stealing the country!

This monkey scolded these three demons as evil spirits, wouldn’t it be a point of criticism and scolding Mr. Chen, too!

When Chen Mang gritted his teeth secretly, Wukong still didn't realize it and said proudly to the king: "Tell me the truth, my master and disciple are monks who went to the West to obtain scriptures in the Tang Dynasty. Today I have destroyed evil spirits and let you know that there is a way of Zen. You must not believe it in the future. I hope you can return the three religions to one another as soon as possible, respect monks, respect Taoism, and raise talents, and I will protect your country forever."

At this time, Chen Mang had already changed back to his original appearance, slapped the monkey with a dark face, and beat him up to the back of the head.

Wukong uched, covered his head and turned around, and said with anger: "Master, what did I say wrong with my old grandson?"

Chen Mang snorted coldly: "Nothing is wrong, the mistake is that he has stolen the limelight for his teacher."

Wukong was speechless and glanced at the unreasonable master, and retreated to the side with a slight look on his face.

Seeing Chen Mang's magic power, the king couldn't help but feel moved again and stepped forward and said, "The little king's body is mortal, and he cannot distinguish the authenticity. I hope the holy monk will give you a profound Buddhist teaching to teach Xiao Wang to distinguish right from wrong."

Chen Mang gave him a blank look, knowing that his desire for immortality is not dead, and he smiled and said, "You are the emperor of the world. You don't have to seek scriptures from both Buddhist and Taoist families. Just go to the Holy Emperor to seek it."

The king asked happily: "The Holy Emperor in the holy monk's mouth is the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in the ancient times? Thousands of years have passed, and the Holy Emperors are still in the world?"

Chen Mang nodded and said, "They have governed the world and have great merits with the people of the world. Therefore, God has brought blessings to them and promised them to live forever. Now they are living in seclusion in the Huoyun Cave. The Ruyi Golden Cudgel obtained by my eldest disciple Wukong is the Dinghai Shen Needle used by Dayu to control the flood. Wukong will take out your stick and give His Majesty a view."

Wukong proudly took out the golden cudgel from his tiger-skin skirt and said, "Big!" The golden cudgel instantly became thicker and longer, and he was about to poke a hole in the sky!

The king was stunned. Seeing that the square was almost unable to hold the stick, he hurriedly shouted: "Elder, please collect your magical powers!"

Wukong smiled and turned the golden cudgel back to the size of a normal stick, and took it in his hand to play with it.

At this time, the king had already believed Chen Mang's words and bowed and said, "Saint Monk, I don't know where the Fire Cloud Cave is. The little king is so willing to burn incense and bathe, and is ready to go to the Holy Emperor to ask for scriptures and ask for advice."

Chen Mang took out a book and handed it out: "This is the treasure record of the Holy Emperor, and it is the experience of the Holy Emperor in governing the country. The King of Tang Dynasty only had one volume, and the rule of the Tang Dynasty was prosperous. Now I will also give you a volume, hoping that you can work diligently and love the people, and achieve the merits as soon as possible, and go to Huoyun Cave to live with the sky."

The king took the treasure scroll with both hands, knelt down on the ground and thanked him. Then he couldn't wait to read the book, and the four big words "Pig Killing Baolu" were suddenly attracted.

Bajie saw the four big words with sharp eyes, and suddenly felt shocked and quietly hid away...

The king was stunned for a moment, raised his head in shock and asked, "Saint Monk, did you get me the wrong book?"

Chen Mang smiled and said, "This is the most treasure on earth. Of course, you have to pretend. If you open it, you will see that it is full of the experience of the Holy Emperor governing the country."

This book was indeed written by the Holy Emperor, but this Holy Emperor was not the Holy Emperor, but the Holy Emperor Ning Caichen, so Chen Mang named it Pig Slayer Baolu. This time he forgot about this, and did not change the book cover, so he could only fool him without saying a word.

The king opened the book cover and turned over two pages. As Chen Mang said, it was full of strategies for governing the country. He was overjoyed and relieved. He put the book in his arms, afraid that Chen Mang would take it back.

After saying goodbye to the king, Chen Mang and his group left the palace. Wukong asked with a smile: "Master, can that treasure record really make the king immortal?"

Chen Mang couldn't help but laugh: "You are the monkey who knows why you ask me, and don't give the old man any thoughts. How can he have the motivation to govern the country? I'm afraid that as soon as we leave, he will return to his original form and look for immortals everywhere and ask questions."

As he was walking, two officers and soldiers pressed a head of Riley who had alopecia areata and walked towards the yamen. Riley cried and shouted: "Master, I am not a monk, I am really not a monk. I have been a child, and the neighbors can testify to me..."

The officer and soldier said angrily: "Why are you tired of your mind if you are not a monk?"

Another person said, "Stop talking to him, go to the yamen to exchange for money! It will take fifty taels of money for a monk to take us brothers for a while!"

Seeing this, Chen Mang said to several disciples: "The will to pardon the monk has just been issued, and it has not been possible to implement it yet. To avoid trouble, we should become Taoist priests."

Wukong and others responded to this, transformed themselves into Taoist priests immediately.

After walking for a while, a Taoist priest on the side of the road made a trick and poured some talisman water on a child lying at the door. The child vomited continuously after drinking the talisman water. However, the Taoist priest left with the money with a complacent look on his face. The child's parents were grateful.

Chen Mang sighed helplessly, went near to give the child a few injections, allowing him to fall asleep peacefully.

Along the way, it was common to not ask about medicine when you get sick, but only seek God when you get rich. It was not until half a month later that the king took back the will of Taoist priests and spread it all over the country, and this situation improved.

Wukong saw the tragic situation of Che Chi Kingdom along the way, and couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder the Bodhisattva instructed our master and disciple to go to the West to seek the true scriptures. If all the mortals in the world are as superstitious as those in Che Chi Kingdom, wouldn't this world become purgatory?"

"Wukong, do you really think that if you get the true scriptures, you will be able to have peace in the world."
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