Screencasting of All Worlds Starts from Dragon Ball

Roth drove the cloud towards Chechi Kingdom. He stood on the cloud with a sturdy posture. The air currents around him whistled past, but it could not affect his determination to move forward. Along the way, his mind was like a surging sea of ​​clouds, layer upon layer, and it was difficult to calm down. He knew that although this operation was coordinated by the original Sun Wukong, it was full of unpredictable variables. This was not a trivial matter after all. This was to change the trajectory of the Journey to the West story that had long been established. The Journey to the West story was like a huge and invisible net. Every plot and the fate of every character were like carefully woven nodes on the net, and now he had to change part of it abruptly. The risks and difficulties involved can be imagined. Moreover, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism and the secret entanglement of various forces behind this were like the turbulent undercurrents hidden under the calm sea. They were deep, complex and dangerous, and were by no means simple.

As he approached the sky above Chechi, Roth hid his figure. He was like an invisible ghost, quietly blending into the sky. He looked down at the land of Chechi, which was a scene of prosperity and desolation. The magnificent palaces were scattered in the center of the city, shining with majestic brilliance. The glazed tiles of the palaces reflected dazzling light under the sunlight, demonstrating the power and wealth of the country. The bustling crowds on the streets were like busy ants, each running around in their own lives. In the fields outside the city, farmers were working hard, and the crops in the fields swayed gently with the breeze, a scene full of vitality. However, under this seemingly calm appearance, Roth keenly sensed an atmosphere of oppression.

At this time, the three great state masters of Chechi State were confronting Sun Wukong and his men. The confrontation was tense and full of gunpowder. Huli Daxian stood in the front. He was burly, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, his eyes wide open, and his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. He clenched his fists, and his joints turned white because of the force, as if he was going to rush up and fight with Sun Wukong in the next moment. Luli Daxian stood on the left side of Huli Daxian. He was relatively thin, but his eyes were very cunning, and his eyes were rolling around, as if he was thinking about some conspiracy. His fingers kept calculating, as if he was using his proficient Qimen Dunjia technique to find a way to break the situation. Yangli Daxian was on the right side. His face was flushed, and he exuded a faint hot breath. It was the fire power in his body that was ready to move. He clenched his teeth and looked stubborn, obviously very dissatisfied with the situation in front of him.

Sun Wukong folded his hands in front of his chest, looking relaxed, his fiery eyes narrowed slightly, as if the three monsters in front of him were just some minions, not to be feared at all. Behind him, Tang Monk stood with a compassionate face, muttering something, as if he was silently reciting scriptures for this fight, hoping to resolve the conflict. Zhu Bajie hid behind Sun Wukong, occasionally poking his head out to look around, then quickly shrinking back, his timid and curious appearance made people laugh. Sha Monk looked serious, holding his magic staff tightly, always alert to possible emergencies.

Luo Te had to think of a way to save the three monsters. This was a really tricky problem. Although the original Sun Wukong could hold back, the gods and Buddhas in the sky would not tolerate them. The minds of those high and mighty gods and Buddhas were as elusive as the deep night sky. Especially the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Lingshan in the West, they were like a group of mysterious chess players hidden behind the Buddha's light, and every move had a far-reaching plan. Take the king of Wuji Country for example. He just soaked the incarnation of Manjusri Bodhisattva in the river for three days. This was a small mistake made by a mortal because he did not know the truth, but what was the result? However, Tathagata returned it and soaked the king of Wuji Country in the well for three years to eliminate Manjusri's three days of suffering. From this point, we can know that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the West will avenge their grudges. The three great national masters of Chechi Country, Tiger Power Immortal, Sheep Power Immortal, and Deer Power Immortal, practiced the orthodox Taoism. What they did in Chechi Country was undoubtedly a provocation in Lingshan's view.

Lingshan would definitely think that this was a pawn sent by Taoism to stop the spread of Buddhism to the east and to divide their luck. They promoted Taoism in Chechi State, belittled Buddhism, and drove Buddhists to do hard labor for Taoism. Most of those poor Buddhists were tortured to death. When Tang Seng and his disciples arrived at Chechi State on their journey west, they saw a miserable scene. Five hundred Buddhists were violently driven by the Taoists. They were ragged, haggard, and their eyes were full of fear and despair. The whole scene was filled with ghosts howling, and the miserable cries seemed to be a cry against the injustice of fate, echoing in the air, making people feel pity.

The actions of the Tiger Power Immortal, Sheep Power Immortal, and Deer Power Immortal in Chechi Kingdom have been spotted by Tathagata. They are like prey locked by hunters, and it is impossible to let these three monsters survive. So in the original story, in Chechi Kingdom, these three monsters all died in the hands of Sun Wukong. Roth is well aware of the interests behind this. His brows are tightly furrowed, and his brain is working rapidly, trying to find a foolproof plan to save these three monsters and avoid pressure from various forces. He knows that he must be cautious. Every decision may affect the direction of the entire situation. If he is not careful, it may cause an unmanageable disaster.

Luo Te looked at the three monsters below with deep eyes. If they didn't die, the people of Xitian Lingshan would definitely rack their brains to kill them. He knew that he had to find a way to make them "die" while hiding it from the gods and Buddhas in the sky and not arousing any suspicion.

Roth fell into deep thought, thinking about how to create a perfect illusion. He knew that this plan needed to be carefully planned and executed skillfully, otherwise once the flaws were revealed, the consequences would be disastrous.

“You can use my power”

At this time, a voice sounded in Roth's mind.

"Are you Laojun?"

Roth thought the voice was clearly that of Laozi.

“I am the divine consciousness of the original body of the Golden Lotus of Merit,” the voice replied.

"A few months ago, when the original body attached the power of the Merit Golden Lotus to your body, it left a backup plan. There is a clone of the Merit Golden Lotus in your body. You can use the power of the Merit Golden Lotus to conceal the secrets of heaven, and then save them, and use the power of the Merit Golden Lotus to change their fate."

Roth was shocked. He didn't expect that Taishang Laojun had already laid such a plan a few months ago. Although he knew the power of the Merit Golden Lotus, he never thought that it would be put to such a use at this time.

“But, using the power of the Golden Lotus of Merit to change one’s fate in such a blatant way, will it really go unnoticed?” Roth still had doubts in his heart. He knew very well the insight of those gods and Buddhas, and even the slightest abnormality could be discovered.