Chapter 540: Bestowing You a Dharma Name

"Damn..."

Nezha, being of lotus-root body, exhaling fragrance is a normal phenomenon, "No wonder it needs Buddha light to cover it up."

This thing, calling it the natal dharma treasure of a demonic path titan would not be an overstatement.

The Buddhist sect has always shown a compassionate face to the world; the appearance of a crooked-mouthed monk is just Buddhist scum, the kind the Buddhist sect itself would move to eliminate.

Crudely dividing by the alignment chart, if the Heavenly Court side belongs to Lawful Neutral, then the Buddhist sect is Neutral Good.

At least broadly speaking, it is so.

The Buddhist sect producing a demonic monk is no big deal; the Buddhist sect just needs to give the necessary attitude and take action.

Among the forces under heaven, which hasn't produced some scum?

Even the Heavenly Court, bound by the Investiture of the Gods list, has quite a few celestial gods causing trouble.

Even some perverse demonic sects have inexplicably produced great good people.

However, the head of the Buddhist sect under heaven, the Tathagata Buddha's Mount Lingshan Great Thunderclap Temple, the Victorious Fighting Buddha who spread scriptures with merit and established merit for the great teaching, possesses a dharma treasure incomparably fierce, even more sinister than those generally used by demonic path cultivators.

If spread, it would sound too awful, and look too unsightly.

Moreover, this dharma treasure was personally bestowed by the Tathagata Buddha.

It's not truly fearing rumors and gossip, just that there is no need to create complications out of nothing, manufacturing trouble.

Covering it with Buddha light, making it appear a Buddhist treasure on the surface is enough; anyway, the Brocade Kasaya is in Tang Luo's hands, and won't truly fall into the hands of any demonic path people.

Who would have thought the Mountains and Seas Realm would shatter, ultimately forming this kind of situation?

"That." Nezha finished exhaling fragrance, suddenly thinking, "Legend says the kasaya the Buddha bestowed on you during your westward journey back then, it wasn't like this from the start, right?"

"Cough."

Tang Luo coughed once, "Half and half, roughly a bit fiercer than your Silk Sash."

He gestured a little with two fingers.

"..." Nezha was speechless for a moment.

The Silk Sash also has some fierce intent; the Silk Sash is a weapon, weapons naturally lean fierce.

But to make it like Tang Luo's isn't easy either; on one hand you have to kill a lot, on the other the user must be a fierce person; "treasure changes with master" is why this situation appears.

No wonder a heap of demons in the Mountains and Seas Realm tremble in fear at the mention of the Scripture-Fetcher.

During the westward journey, just how many monsters did Tang Luo flatten?

"Journey to the West" naturally wasn't only the so-called Eighty-One Tribulations; if every attack by demons, ghosts, goblins, and fiends on Tang Luo and company counts as one tribulation.

The number of tribulations is sufficient to be described as thousands upon tens of thousands.

All kinds of new grudges and old hatreds, not just Tang Luo alone serving as the source of mockery "Tang Monk's flesh."

The Brocade Kasaya turning out this way is a perfectly reasonable thing.

It's just that outsiders don't know; Guanyin should be clear, but he wouldn't specially tell Red Boy: "Shancai, do you know? Don't look at the Victorious Fighting Buddha's kasaya appearing to glow with Buddhist light and treasure qi, it's actually really fierce."

That's a gossipy busybody; Guanyin is not.

Even though Red Boy served as Shancai Tongzi for a very long time, and if not for the Mountains and Seas Realm shattering would have continued serving.

He also couldn't possibly know this matter.

The Brocade Kasaya is a deadly poison wrapped in sugar coating, making the Bull Demon King's family swallow the bitter fruit.

"Holy Monk!"

Red Boy knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Tang Luo non-stop; Princess Iron Fan also knelt on the ground.

"Begging me is useless." Tang Luo said, "Do your utmost, leave the rest to fate, watch for fortune."

Over there, the Bull Demon King, who had temporarily stopped moving because of the Brocade Kasaya's change, moved again; a bull hoof lifted, stomping down viciously.

The earth beside Tang Luo suddenly bulged high, forming towering cliffs, collapsing, caving in, squeezing toward him.

Bull Demon Trample!

"Boom!"

With a huge sound, an incomparably giant pit appeared, spreading out, directly smashing the two collapsing cliffs apart.

Tang Luo, holding the Profound Change Hammer, walked out from the pervasive smoke and dust, walking toward the Bull Demon King.

"Moo!"

The Bull Demon King had already completely lost reason, charging at Tang Luo, blasting out a punch.

No fancy stuff at all, just a punch!

No special offensive means either, only power; the Great Strength Bull Demon King, his strongest point is power.

Not just his own power either; stepping on the earth, he can also borrow the earth's power!

Facing this fierce fist, Tang Luo smiled, suddenly executing Ghost Shadow Step, abruptly flashing to the side.

The Bull Demon King's fist struck empty air; the violent, fierce fist force directly tore a deep, huge ravine in the earth... aside from depth being slightly insufficient, calling it a canyon would not be an overstatement.

Good thing on the wasteland there's no shortage of anything, just unmanned wilderness especially plentiful.

The only battle loss is the earth, and the earth was already scarred and battered; it just counts as an extra "masterpiece of nature" landscape.

Not much impact.

Tang Luo, who had avoided the Bull Demon King's fist with Ghost Shadow Step, appeared at his side; his hand now held the Profound Change Sword, a sword stabbing toward the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King violently swung his head; his three-meter-tall body crouched low, just barely blocking the Profound Change Sword with the bull horns on his head.

Simultaneously, another punch blasted out.

This time Tang Luo didn't dodge; he reached out a hand to grab, and with a cracking explosive sound, caught the Bull Demon King's fist.

Hair and Glazed Pure Robe rustled loudly, fluttering.

The twisted, illusory faces of demons, ghosts, goblins, and fiends around the Bull Demon King roared at Tang Luo, surging toward him.

These are all death obsessions made manifest, and also a major reason for the Bull Demon King's madness.

"Master!"

Just as Tang Luo prepared to directly berate these useless beings and incidentally retrieve the Jinlan Kasaya — the unbridled "wild horse" was right before his eyes, and Tang Luo, this master, could mount up and put the reins back on.

A rather steady child's voice rang out.

"You demons and monsters, you actually dare plot to harm my master!"

A child monk manifested behind Tang Luo, letting out a stern shout at those twisted faces.

Though it was a child's voice, it was considerably steady, giving one quite a sense of security.

Following his words, Tang Luo's Glazed Pure Robe emitted a faint light, not only isolating these obsessions' tearing and biting, but even pushing the Bull Demon King directly away.

Artifact Spirit!

The Glazed Pure Robe transformed from Sha Wujing, at this moment, gave birth to an Artifact Spirit!

Perhaps it was stimulated by the Jinlan Kasaya, or perhaps the nurturing and tempering had finally reached success.

The Artifact Spirit happened to manifest with a child's appearance, helping Tang Luo isolate external enemies.

"Withdraw first." Tang Luo said.

The Artifact Spirit bowed: "Yes, Master." Speaking, its body vanished, the Glazed Pure Robe swaying gently twice.

Tang Luo's body flew in pursuit, catching up to the Bull Demon King, his sword turning into a spear midway, a spear thrust stabbing out.

The Bull Demon King neither dodged nor evaded, roaring as he swung out both fists.

Tang Luo's eyes narrowed, and he actually didn't dodge either, merely crossing his left arm before his chest, attacking all the same.

The frenzied fist force made it fundamentally impossible to see the scene on the field clearly.

The distant Red Boy and Princess Iron Fan's faces were anxious, swaying left and right in the gale.

Nezha furrowed his brows, a pensive look, as if analyzing and judging Tang Luo's strength.

"Truly heavy, truly painful ah!"

Tang Luo's voice carried a hint of a sharp intake of breath, the Bull Demon King's all-out double fists were caught hard by him.

But his arm was also trembling slightly.

The Profound Transformation Spear in his hand had already pierced through the Bull Demon King's body, nailing him in a deep pit in the earth, but Tang Luo's main target wasn't this.

The long spear lifted, hoisting the Bull Demon King up, skewering him on the spear, the Jinlan Kasaya draping down, grabbed by Tang Luo in one hand, forcibly torn down.

Also torn down at the same time were a large quantity of component fragments.

The Jinlan Kasaya was originally an important component part of the Bull Demon King's body.

At the moment it was forcibly pried off, crimson blood light surged to the heavens, heaven and earth both covered by blood color.

Tang Luo's left hand shook lightly, the blood light instantly dispersing, as if it had never existed, the Jinlan Kasaya winding around his palm, looking like only a tiny piece.

With the Jinlan Kasaya removed, the red light in the Bull Demon King's eyes began to recede.

Originally still transforming, seemingly wanting to reveal his "true form" and fight Tang Luo to the death, the swelling mechanical body also shrank back down.

Tang Luo flung the Profound Transformation Spear, tossing the Bull Demon King onto the ground, the spear tip aimed at his head.

"Awake yet? If you don't wake up, this poor monk can only deliver you." Tang Luo said.

The Bull Demon King's hands fiercely grabbed the Profound Transformation Spear, but made no further movements, black smoke rising from his body.

The scarlet eyes gradually regained clarity, then bewilderment.

"I... am you?!" The Bull Demon King gripping the Profound Transformation Spear, seeing clearly which bastard had a spear aimed at himself, startled violently, about to counterattack.

Tang Luo kicked out, the Bull Demon King kicked sprawling on the ground.

In suddenly realizing his own extreme weakness, he also seemed to recall something.

"You still have one incense stick of time." Tang Luo stowed the Profound Transformation, the Merit Jade Lotus consuming merit power, hanging onto the Bull Demon King's life.

The merit power originally "stored" in the Merit Jade Lotus, after saving Ananda and Kasyapa, had little left, let alone saving the Bull Demon King, even extending him a while was impossible.

Fortunately, defeating the crazed Bull Demon King did provide Tang Luo with some considerable merit power, only this merit power was insufficient to preserve the Bull Demon King's life.

The Bull Demon King was a dying remnant soul from the start, only a head's remnant body remaining.

Otherwise, Princess Iron Fan and them wouldn't have been single-mindedly and joyfully wanting to "resurrect" him.

Resurrection was swallowing sugar-coated deadly poison again, "gods and immortals" hard to save.

What Tang Luo could do was give him a bit of time.

This was also why he initially said "do one's utmost, leave the rest to heaven, watch fate."

He also couldn't be certain how much merit power defeating and dismantling the Bull Demon King would yield.

"Father King..."

Red Boy, Princess Iron Fan hurried over, looking at the Bull Demon King yet fundamentally unable to speak.

Tang Luo turned, walking toward the distant Pigsy, letting this family stay together, at the final moment, he this outsider had no need to be present.

"Master."

Pigsy and Ao Yulie walked over, Nezha's gaze sweeping over Tang Luo, stopping on the Jinlan Kasaya in his palm.

Just from the surface, really can't tell ah.

"Come out." Tang Luo said.

The Glazed Pure Robe swayed gently, the Artifact Spirit appearing again, saluting Tang Luo: "Paying respects to Master."

"Sha..." Pigsy's opened mouth closed again.

"Any name?" Tang Luo looked at the Artifact Spirit and asked.

This child's features were plain, looking without any cleverness, like an honest farm child, faintly bearing eight parts of Sha Wujing's appearance.

"Replying to Master, none." The child replied respectfully.

"Also good." Tang Luo silent a moment, "Henceforth no need to address as Master, this poor monk now accepts you as disciple, are you willing?"

The child immediately knelt and performed the full kowtow salute: "Disciple pays respects to Master!"

"This monk is a man of the Buddhist sect; I bestow upon you the dharma name Wu Jing — from now on you are this monk's third disciple..."