Chapter 117 The Pig

The golden pillars of karma shattered lightly at Wei Yuan's fingertips, enveloping him in countless golden lights. Wei Yuan saw the first possibility of a powerful being connected to his foundation of Dao—the boundless Great Wilderness, echoing with sighs of "Aiyo, aiyo."

Then, what came into view was an outrageously fat old man.

Beside the old man were a handsome young monk and a monkey with a staff, known for his fiery temper.

Wu Zhiqi, carrying Hu Di, felt as if he were carrying a mountain!

Even like carrying Buzhou Mountain!

To expend the vast foundation suddenly received by Hu Di, and to attempt to step into greater power so as not to be left behind.

Wu Zhiqi and the old man chose to complete the legendary anchor point needed for refining falsehood into truth. This was a complex matter, but Wu Zhiqi simply and directly organized the key information and made a consolidation very much in the style of the Zhenyao Museum. To make a long story short—

First, create a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace!

Because Hu Di's body was filled with a massive foundation.

This sudden surge of foundation was so powerful that even Hu Di could not endure it!

So powerful that he could feel his body, bloodline, and even true spirit being stretched to the limit with the slightest movement.

No, not stretched.

But about to burst, about to explode directly!

"Aiyo, aiyo... hiss, no, it's not working, it's coming out, it's coming out."

The old man lamented, his face full of woe.

Wu Zhiqi, carrying the old man, was already staggering. Hearing this, his temper flared, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Coming out with what! Are you giving birth?!"

The kindly-faced little monk shook his head and said, "Perhaps he needs to relieve himself."

Wu Zhiqi's mouth twitched.

"Do monks say such things? Heh, many monks I've seen in the mortal world are quite particular, afraid of such things dirtying them."

The little monk pointed to himself and smiled, "Even the Buddha eats, drinks, defecates, and sleeps. These are natural instincts. What is there to despise? If one despises even these things, then isn't one no longer regarding oneself as a person of the mortal world? Is one feeling that one is more sublime? But if cultivation leads one to believe oneself superior to the people of the mortal world."

"Why should the people within the red dust be scorned? And what is there to be proud of for those outside the red dust?"

"If cultivation leaves behind the trivialities of the red dust, only to look down upon the people still in the red dust with pity, then Brother Monkey, do you think they have left the red dust? Or are they, in fact, bound even tighter by the red dust without realizing it?"

Wu Zhiqi snorted and said, "Then you really should go to the mortal realm."

"The monks there are very arrogant, and there is even the crime of slandering the Buddha."

Shijia smiled and said, "Then who would consider those who scold them to be guilty?"

Wu Zhiqi understood and laughed loudly, "Then it must be that they themselves have a problem!"

"They know they will be scolded, so they say that scolding them, slandering them, will result in such and such consequences."

"Hmph, now the Buddhist sect everywhere preaches the three 'not saves' of Buddhism: not saving those without affinity, not saving those without faith, not saving those without desire."

"Ah, that's right, now there's another one: not saving those without money!"

"Hahaha, my Buddha does not save the poor."

Wu Zhiqi laughed heartily.

The young novice with gentle features was dumbfounded.

He touched his chin and said, "There's such a thing? The three 'not saves' of Buddhism, ah, it's four 'not saves', this is of course wrong."

The young novice said, "This certainly doesn't mean that one cannot save. What Buddhism seeks is wisdom and enlightenment."

"How can wisdom be so narrow-minded? The three 'not saves' should be said like this: those without affinity now, save them when they have affinity; those who could not be saved in the past, save them now; those who cannot be saved now, then save them in the future. All living beings can be enlightened. As for money? Well, money is certainly good, but if one wants to pursue wisdom and enlightenment, can it be bought with money?"

Wu Zhiqi raised his eyebrows.

Where did this little guy come from? He was not old, but he was much smarter than Wei Yuan.

Wu Zhiqi habitually belittled a certain Yuanshi Tianzun.

He actually had a good impression of this little monk, who was candid but also optimistic and insightful.

Only chatting with this brat could barely distract him.

As for what matter even a powerful being like Wu Zhiqi needed to be distracted from.

Nothing else—

Heavy!

Too heavy!

At first, Wu Zhiqi could carry this Hu Di and still stride swiftly, soar through the air, and even move at great speed, ten thousand miles in an instant, but for some reason, Hu Di on his back became heavier and heavier, to the point of being unbearable.

In the end, even Wu Zhiqi, whose power was in the first echelon below the Daoguo, could not support it at all.

His face flushed red, and even his original golden pupils became bloodshot due to the immense pressure.

Boom!

One foot stepped out.

Because of the restoration of Buzhou Mountain, the power fed back this time caused Hu Di's foundation to surge again, reaching a level that even Wu Zhiqi could not bear. One foot landed, directly causing the earth to crack with terrifying fissures. Wu Zhiqi gritted his teeth: "What, what is happening?!"

The old man gnashed his teeth: "I also, don't know."

"But, it's probably that kid Wei Yuan."

"Fox cub, you're really going to kill me this time!"

Wu Zhiqi raged, "Wei Yuan!!!"

Wei Yuan, who was peering into this place through karma, had a stiff expression. Oops, he forgot about Hu Di's refining of falsehood into truth. The foundation fed back this time caused Hu to just exceed the limit that Wu Zhiqi could tolerate, and Wei Yuan had also realized that his foundation of Dao should be on Wu Zhiqi.

At least, part of it.

The latter did not choose to directly swallow the [Turbid World Water God Daoguo] to refine its foundation and advance.

Instead, he chose the path of relying on legendary fixed anchor points.

This would naturally be more difficult than simply swallowing the Daoguo, but the realm after success would also be stronger.

Hmm... he had to find a way to distribute this foundation, but the path Wu Zhiqi wanted to take was to transform legends into reality, and then further transform them into myths, solidifying them as anchor points. Therefore, he had to distribute part of the old man's foundation, preferably converging it into the legends that Wu Zhiqi was going to walk, without deviating, otherwise it would affect the latter.

The legend of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?

Unfortunately, Xuanzang was not here…

But Shijia could also replace him. Heh, but from the position and characteristics of Old Man Hu, he was the Tang Sanzang figure. Shijia acted as Sha Wujing? Speaking of which, the indispensable quartet in the legend of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, could it be that he had to find Zhu Bajie? Where would he find a powerhouse that fit the legend and could serve as part of Wu Zhiqi's anchor point…

Not only was he powerful, but he must also have been a righteous god and a demon.

And he had to be a glutton.

Wei Yuan's thoughts paused, and his expression became strange.

Wait a minute…

Maybe, it seemed, perhaps.

Could it really be?

Wei Yuan withdrew his consciousness, and then a wisp of divine sense flew out, grasping karma, crossing the years, and in an instant came to a prosperous place. This was a lake, and the entire lake was hidden in a blessed land that did not intersect with the mortal world. The vines were thick, the spiritual energy was rich, and there were many beautiful women walking back and forth.

Their faces were delicate, but their ears were pointed, precisely the legendary race of fairies.

And among these beauties who had a great presence in myths and legends, there was a tall, slender, muscular black-haired youth with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and masculine, but even though there were countless beauties around, some plump and enthusiastic, some as cold as ice, some petite and cute, some conveying affection with their eyes, all surrounding him, their gazes constantly falling on him.

But this man's attention had not been diverted at all!

His eyes were only on the table in front of him.

The food on it had never been empty.

His mouth had never stopped.

Eat!

Eat!

So delicious!

Taotie, or rather, Jinyun of the Yanhuang lineage, was frantically and happily indulging in food, and none of the fairy race objected to his gluttony. Because after the Lake Goddess Vivian's plan to drug the Old Celestial Master with one hundred and eight kinds of medicine failed, she happened to have something to do here, so she returned.

Because she was worried about passing through Zeus's territory.

Therefore, Jinyun came along.

Along the way, he had beaten cyclops, chopped sea snakes, and beaten sea beasts.

He almost ate them.

Vivian barely managed to stop Jinyun from eating.

By the time she reacted, the huge, mountain-like sea beast had been directly smashed to death by Jinyun's shield, and then he directly made a fire to roast the meat. After all, he was one of the four fierce gods who had left a great name in the Age of Gods, and his realm in those years was considered the normal level of the first echelon below the top ten.

Dealing with a sea beast was nothing.

The Lake Fairy couldn't stop him.

As soon as Taotie's mouth opened, the Lake Fairy said that this was the son of the sea god Poseidon.

Then Taotie lost his appetite.

Then he encountered a cyclops.

Whose offspring was this again?

"These gods, why are they so indiscriminate?"

After confirming that Poseidon was a god in human form, Taotie looked at the very abstract monster and, for the second time in his life, directly resisted his immense appetite because of nausea. After that, he fought and beat all the way, and also encountered Zhang Ruosu's old acquaintance, the Valkyrie of Northern Europe, and then stood up when the homeland of the Lake Fairy was in crisis.

He directly swept away those elder groups.

Finally, due to certain characteristics of the Greek Age of Gods, Taotie, who had been hungry all the way, under the blessing of his appetite, sliced and made a hot pot out of the fierce god called Jormungandr, summoned by the elders in their madness.

Taotie was super satisfied!

It was enough to keep him full for three months!

The honest child was about to cry.

Even that Great Elder with a villainous temperament was stunned and dazed when he saw Taotie directly eating the fierce god with a terrifying reputation in mythology. What was happening in the world? Did Yanhuang produce monsters? What was this man doing? He seemed to be eating a fierce god from Norse mythology.

And Taotie said, you are a fierce god, but I am also a fierce god, one of the four fierce gods.

So it's natural for me to eat you.

And after that, Taotie stayed here in the name of a hero. What? Go back to Shenzhou? No, no, the food here is plentiful and filling, and he doesn't have to work. He loved it here. Just as Taotie was eating more happily, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear: "Jinyun."

Taotie raised his head and saw a white-haired Daoist standing in front of him.

He was shocked.

But he found that the people around him didn't seem to notice it. Realizing this, he said, "…Wei Yuan? What do you want from me?" As he spoke, he put the food in his mouth, chewing and swallowing, and said, "We agreed, I don't want to go to work or anything."

Wei Yuan said, "I do need your help."

"What kind of help?"

"Hmm... if successful, it can raise your realm by one level, and it's not impossible to restore your former position as one of the four fierce gods."

Taotie asked suspiciously, "What do I have to do?"

Wei Yuan smiled, "Just eat."

"Eat?"

Wei Yuan nodded, "Yes." The white-haired Daoist stretched out his hand, took something out of his sleeve, smiled slightly, and handed it over. It was a Heavenly Court talisman, and then his voice was gentle, "Sign your name here, and then go help a monkey through a tribulation. If it's successful, there will be great benefits."

"Hmm, I'll feed you."

After Wei Yuan pondered, he threw out a reason that Taotie couldn't refuse.

So Taotie just glanced at it and casually pressed his handprint—

And the black-haired Taotie in front of him disappeared in a daze.

He directly slammed into Old Man Hu. Wu Zhiqi swayed and almost got crushed under the mountain-like old man. In his anger, he saw Taotie and sensed that a trace of foundation had left Old Man Hu, bringing the old man's state back to a level that Wu Zhiqi could bear. Old Man Hu sighed, "Who, who is it?!"

Taotie was dizzy from the fall.

He answered subconsciously.

He blurted out the name on the talisman.

"Me? I am the Purifying Altar Messenger."

At this moment, Wei Yuan sensed that his karma anchor had stabilized in an almost negligible way.

…As expected, this method was correct.

Let's try it.

Wei Yuan clenched his fist and shielded the karma with greater intensity.

………………

At the same time, it was said that when Fuxi and the Dragon Beast were originally planning to return, they saw the scene of Yuanjue chasing and killing Dizang. He didn't know if it was because Fuxi had stayed with the descendant of Buzhou Mountain for too long, which led to him being infected with the attributes of a fun-seeker, or if he had some other plans.

At this moment, he watched as the two monks fought fiercely.

Fuxi completely looked down on such a confrontation. He just grabbed a lot of ingredients along the way based on his 'experience', and then made these ingredients into delicacies, and then placed them in front of the Dragon Beast, waving his hand and saying, "Same as before, try which one tastes better."

The Dragon Beast had long been accustomed to Fuxi's approach.

Take Wei Yuan's cooking skills and cook for Nuwa?

Ha! Naive!

Of course, he had to constantly screen and try, pick out the most delicious ones, and then give them to Ahwa!

And it also included the Dragon Beast in front of him.

Fuxi looked at the Dragon Beast in front of him with a gentle smile.

The Dragon Beast, who had eaten so many delicacies, was itself the most perfect ingredient. With this thing, he would definitely be able to cook the best delicacies, and then get Ahwa's joy, embracing two Ahwas left and right, and embark on the peak of the snake's life in shouts of elder brother!

The Dragon Beast was used to trying dishes.

Because it was delicious, there was no resistance.

He was just worried that he would become picky about food in the future and then starve to death.

While lamenting this, the Dragon Beast, with its recognition of Fuxi's cooking skills, took a big bite.

The Dragon Beast's body instantly stiffened.

It was as if its brain had been directly ORA ORA ORA'd by a punch to lose its memory.

This dish had a beauty of taste deprivation!

Fuxi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? It's already so delicious that it's stiff?"

"It seems that I've finally found it, the kind that will definitely make Ahwa call me her most beloved elder brother!"

"Let me try it."

Fuxi casually grasped the secrets of heaven and felt safe, very safe!

Then he opened his mouth and ate the dish he made.

Fuxi stopped thinking.

ps: Today's first update…4,400 words

The Purifying Altar Messenger Zhu Bajie

The word count is a bit more, so it takes a little longer