Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 56 Zhu Ming: I decided to kill the saint!

"Master, you are so serious. I am a little scared..."

Chen Zhu muttered, "Are you trying to borrow merit?"

"Merit is a gift from heaven and cannot be borrowed."

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head, turned around, closed the door and said:

"Zhu Ming, what kind of person do you think I am, Master?"

"Master is a good man!"

Chen Zhu blurted out that if he didn't say that, he was afraid of accidents.

"You are still so timid, kid."

How could Patriarch Bodhi not see Chen Zhu’s worries?

"Unfortunately, I am a bad person as your teacher. Do you know why that chat group came about?"

Before Chen Zhu could speak, the Grandmaster shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's useless to say this. Do you remember that you asked me if I had plundered luck before?"

"I have plundered it for my master."

Patriarch Bodhi took out his whisk and acknowledged himself, then gently placed it on the table and poured some tea.
"Not only have I plundered destiny, I have also personally refined multiple worlds. My hands are filled with sins and crimes, and they are so heinous that even the merits and virtues cannot suppress them."

After hearing this, Chen Zhu understood that Patriarch Bodhi was obviously a bigger boss than Carl, but he did not expect that his master would have this true face.

Zhulong quietly shrank to the door, apparently trying to escape.

"You little brat, you ran so far away in fear after just a few words from the master. If I really wanted to harm you, would I have waited until now?"

Patriarch Bodhi was not happy: "Besides, you have so many merits, no one in this world can kill you."

Chen Zhu blinked his eyes but continued to hide, as if he would return to the primitive world at the slightest sign of trouble.

Bodhi said helplessly: "If time wasn't really running out, I wouldn't force you like this."

"Zhu Ming, do you know who I am?"

Here comes the biggest puzzle of Journey to the West.

Chen Zhu looked a little unnatural.

Patriarch Bodhi was proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. His true identity has been speculated by many people, but no one has ever given a definite answer.

Some people say that the Patriarch is the incarnation of Taishang Laojun, who was specifically responsible for teaching Sun Wukong.

Don’t you see that once Sun Wukong left the mountain, Sanxing Cave was abandoned? All the fellow disciples were dismissed.

Some people also say that Bodhi Patriarch is the incarnation of Cundi from the West, and his purpose is to avert a great catastrophe and bring prosperity to the West.

Some people also say that Bodhi Patriarch is a quasi-saint or a person with great supernatural powers. There are many different opinions.

At this time, the sky above Fangcun Mountain was filled with howling winds, lightning and thunder.

Chen Zhu didn't have a clear answer. He felt a little heavy in his heart. This topic was not perfect after all.

"Zhu Ming doesn't know."

He spoke the truth. There was no need to guess. If the master wanted to say something, he would say it naturally.

"As a teacher, I can't really be considered a real person."

The master looked at him calmly and said:

"In this world, apart from saints, who can be proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism? As a teacher, I have actually reached the end of the road."

There seemed to be a smell of blood on his hands, and the hot steam from the tea was chaotic:

"When the Great Tribulation of the Journey to the West was first discussed, the saints of the Human Religion, the Explanation Religion, and the Western Religion met to discuss and show fairness. So each of the three religions contributed a bit of their original spirit, and the Master was born."

"The Saint of the Three Religions then asked me to teach Wukong. Once the task is completed, I will leave as your teacher."

"Originally, I didn't feel anything, but the emergence of the chat group has given me more emotions of my own. Watching my disciples grow up day by day, watching Wukong being well-behaved, watching you, Zhuming, always smiling and bringing divine fruits and spiritual materials, I, Master... don't want to die."

This well-known person with great supernatural powers put aside his indifferent side in front of Chen Zhu and revealed his true self.

"So, I plundered because I wanted to stop myself from dissipating. I wanted to be independent and transcend." Patriarch Bodhi's voice was hoarse, and he went to fetch the tea tremblingly:
"But... he is a saint of the three religions after all. Bodhi, I... I... can't do anything."

After all, he was just an old man who didn't want to die.

Having tasted the worldly life, who would want to escape from it?

People only know that the master has boundless magical powers and great supernatural abilities, but they don’t know that this is just a flash in the pan.

How could the saints of the three religions allow the founder to still exist in the world? Sooner or later, he will return, which is why Sun Wukong never saw Bodhi Patriarch again.

Chen Zhu was silent. Was Master Bodhi not good to him? Of course not. He could sense the Master's efforts.

The Zhuhuo Shendao may seem simple, but in fact it receives worship from all over the world, allowing a being of such a high status as him to receive a huge boost, helping him to survive the most dangerous period.

Without carefulness and the insights of the saints of the three religions, no great figure could have created it.

Just this point alone is enough for him to treat Patriarch Bodhi as both a teacher and a father.

He clenched his fists for a long time and finally made a difficult decision!

"I understand, Master. Zhu Ming will go and kill all the saints of the three religions right now!"

"puff!"

Patriarch Bodhi spat out a mouthful of tea far away.

"What are you talking about, you bastard? I, your master, didn't ask you to kill the saints of the three religions!"

"what?"

Don’t kill the saint?

The candle dragon at the door immediately swam in front of the master:

"Master, didn't you ask me to kill the saint? Then why did you say so much just now?"

"I haven't finished talking yet. You are so brave."

Patriarch Bodhi picked up the teacup again and said: "I am the incarnation of the saints of the three religions. Although saints are omnipotent in this world, they still have the word 'human' in them."

"As long as the benefits are there, the saint cannot let me return easily."

"Although I cannot give my master your merits, there is still a way to borrow your power so that I can continue to live in this world."

"That is, if I can increase the luck of this world, the Heavenly Dao will naturally reward me for my merits and write down my name. Even if the Saint takes it back, I will be able to walk out again."

Having said that, the master finally told us his plan.

"Zhu Ming, you have great merits protecting you, so you will not die. Come with me to a place and plunder the luck of that world to replenish this world."

This is the purpose of Bodhi Patriarch. As long as the luck reaches the requirements, the way of heaven will naturally show leniency.

Even if the saints do not allow it, they still have to consider the face of heaven and their teacher.

"So this is it."

Zhulong was obviously relieved, and he lay on the ground and asked, "Which world are we going to?"

"Simple."

The ancestor laughed and said, "Karl's theory of the nine-level world is very interesting. Let's go to another nine-level world and grab the Heavenly Dao."

"Master has already checked the location. Something has gone wrong in that world. This is our good opportunity!"

"Bang!"

Chen Zhu's jaw dropped to the ground. He pointed at the old man in shock:
"You, you, you... Master, you might as well let me go and kill some saints!"

What did he hear? To rob the Heavenly Dao of the same ninth-level world?
Do you want to hear what you are saying?
It was as if he heard the Taoist priest Taiping say to him in a relaxed tone:

"Come on, Zhuming, let's go kill an innate god."

What the hell is the difference?
"What are you afraid of? You have great merits. The Heavenly Dao will not dare to kill you."

Patriarch Bodhi was very disappointed with Chen Zhu and said:
"Something went wrong in that ninth-level world. The Heavenly Dao is not as powerful as you think. It is at most the strength of a saint."

(End of this chapter)