Chapter 10
Dizang Hall.
Sun Wukong looked completely dumbfounded.
Because everything in front of him was truly somewhat beyond his expectations.
It wasn't that there were many things in this Buddha hall; it should be said that walking into this palace, Sun Wukong discovered that this palace was empty, and there was basically nothing inside.
"What kind of place is this? Could it be that no one lives here?" Sun Wukong said helplessly.
The truth seemed to be only this reason.
"However…" Sun Wukong looked up at this Buddha hall and muttered to himself, "Perhaps I can dismantle this palace; it feels like there are many treasures used to build this Buddha hall."
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong gripped the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand, "Anyway, no one lives here anymore, so give old Sun a little help."
"Amitabha…"
At this moment, Dizang Bodhisattva finally couldn't help it and could only slowly walk out.
He had been in the hall for a long time, but because of the gap in strength between Sun Wukong and him, he didn't discover him immediately.
Originally, Dizang Bodhisattva wanted to see what Sun Wukong was doing, but what he didn't expect was that the other party actually wanted to dismantle his Buddha hall.
As such, Dizang couldn't watch the show from the side and had to come out.
"Someone." Sun Wukong turned to look at Dizang, "Who are you, why are you here?"
"This benefactor, poor monk Dizang; this is my Buddha hall. Seeing that the benefactor wants to dismantle my Buddha hall, poor monk had to come out," Dizang Bodhisattva shook his head and said.
"Oh, is that so?" Sun Wukong didn't feel embarrassed, "According to my understanding, you Bodhisattvas in the Buddha sect should have many treasures; how come there is nothing here with you?"
From *Wukong Biography*, Sun Wukong learned that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Western Fomen were hypocritical.
Not to mention that this also had an inextricable relationship with himself.
Sun Wukong would not have any good feelings for people of the Western Fomen.
After all, Rulai suppressed him for five hundred years.
Of course, these things hadn't happened yet.
"Treasures?" Dizang shook his head, "People of the Western Fomen emphasize saving all living beings; why pay attention to external objects?"
"Forget it, I don't have any good feelings for your Western Fomen; you people of the Western Fomen are all hypocritical and cunning people," Sun Wukong said slowly.
"Benefactor, people of the Western Fomen speak of compassion, how could they be cunning?" Dizang was stunned for a moment.
"Hmph, I learned from the shopkeeper that your Western Fomen is in some ways more like demons than demons," Sun Wukong said with disdain, "Right… I have another question."
"Benefactor, please speak." Dizang's eyes had light.
"Do you know about the Journey to the West?" Sun Wukong said in a deep voice.
"Journey to the West…" At this moment, Dizang's eyes could not hide his true shock.
How could Sun Wukong know about the Journey to the West?
For Dizang, he wouldn't pay attention to the Journey to the West; he had always been in hell, saving evil ghosts.
But if one were to say, that was also the key to the prosperity of the Western Fomen, and he, Dizang, also knew a little bit about the situation.
The arrangements for the Journey to the West had only just begun.
How could the Sun Wukong in front of him know about it?
Could it be.
Dizang thought of the shopkeeper Sun Wukong mentioned just now; is it him?
"Hahaha…" Sun Wukong also noticed Dizang's shock and laughed wildly.
Although *Wukong Biography* was different from him, in some places, it should also be similar.
Just like what the shopkeeper said, his destiny might also be like the one in the book.
"I want this sky to no longer cover my eyes, I want this earth to no longer bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand my intent, I want all the Buddhas to vanish into smoke!"
As Sun Wukong disappeared, he left behind such a passage.
Since there is a Journey to the West, then he, Sun Wukong, needs to fight to the end.
End of Chapter
