Chapter 492: Chapter 357: The Origin of Father God!_2

With these thoughts in mind.

“Master, given what you’ve told me… Do I have the ability to change all of this?” Xuanqing asked seriously.

“Hahaha, as expected of the one I hold in high regard, your wisdom is indeed rare!”

Taishang Laojun nodded with a smile.

“The only way to break the current stalemate in the Primordial World is not from within the world, but from outside of it. And you… Xuanqing, are the outsider, and the only one who can save this world.”

Save the world?

As expected.

Xuanqing couldn’t help but scoff in his heart.

Things are indeed following his prediction, a mission to save the world appears when he reaches the pinnacle of this world.

May I ask, master, what should I do to save the Primordial World?”

“The power of Father God’s origin – only with ample Father God’s Origin Power nourishing the world can this world resist the erosion of Endless Chaos!” Taishang Laojun said solemnly.

Upon hearing this.

Xuanqing was initially taken aback before he continued his question, “You mean to own a lot of Heavenly Merits?”

“Not Heavenly Merits, but Father God’s origin!”

However.

Taishang Laojun shook his head and explained, “Heavenly Merits belong to the Father God’s origin, yet the Father God’s origin is not only about Heavenly Merits.”

“I’m not sure exactly what Father God’s origin is either, but once the Journey to the West is finished, you can evoke Father God’s origin and experience it yourself. You will then understand what it truly is!”

Father God’s Origin…

Xuanqing quietly memorized this term in his mind.

He had a feeling that this so-called ‘Father God’s Origin’ would be of great help to his grasp of the Heaven Devouring Saintly Art.

As for the mission of ‘Saving the World’?

If he’s capable of doing it, he will not stand by and watch the extinction of all living creatures in the Primordial World.

Especially since the most populous race in the current Primordial World is the human race, and he, Xuanqing, is a member of this human race, he certainly wouldn’t sit idly by while his race faces extinction if he has the ability to help. To put it simply.

Nowadays, Xuanqing has already considered the Primordial World as his second home, his playful mentality from the start has gradually faded with time.

This change of heart is evident when we consider his choice to take in Tang Xuanzang and his disciples, challenging the Tathagata Buddha in order to do so. It’s not a pragmatic or calculated decision, but he made it regardless.

With that in mind.

Xuanqing stood up, looking utterly serious.

“Master, Elder Zhenyuan, let’s wait until the Journey to the West is over. I will see what Father God’s Origin is. If I have the ability, I will certainly not be indifferent!”

At these words.

Both Taishang Laojun and the Great Immortal Zhenyuan showed approving looks.

“With the Tathagata Buddha having the Golden Cicada and the Six-Eared Macaque, it won’t be long before the Journey to the West is completed. At that time, I’ll take you to experience the power of Father God’s Origin!”

Across from them.

Great Immortal Zhenyuan also spoke, “I will also accompany you on this journey!”

Because of the time difference where a day in heaven is a year on earth.

Taishang Laojun did not return to the Heavenly Court but stayed on Black Wind Mountain with Great Immortal Zhenyuan, waiting for the end of the Journey to the West.

As it happens.

Xuanqing naturally made use of this opportunity to stay with the pair and ask questions about cultivation.

That said.

Even though his Heaven Devouring Saintly Art is now at the second stage and his cultivation progress during the Seedling Stage of the Swallowing Sky Tree is already close to halfway, benchmarking him at Mid Semi-holy Stage.

His combat prowess exceeds that of the Late Semi-holy Stage and is capable enough to match up against the Tathagata Buddha, the first person in the Three Realms, even if relying on Self-destruct Divine Power to evolve.

But when it comes to knowledge in cultivation, the rapid pace of his cultivation has left many foundational theories behind.

Therefore.

Xuanqing didn’t return to the Real World and instead stayed inside the Great Hall, engaging in cultivation discussions with his Master Taishang Laojun and the Great Immortal Zhenyuan….

Just like that.

Time slowly passed by.

In the blink of an eye… two and a half years had passed!

In these two and a half years, Xuanqing had basically spent all his time inside the main hall, seeking cultivation knowledge from the Great Immortal Zhenyuan and Taishang Laojun.

After two and a half years of study, he finally mastered the basics of cultivation, fihing the gaps of his rapid advancement while lacking understanding in many ’ areas.

“Xuanqing, do you understand everything that I’ve taught you these two years?” asked the Old Lord Taishang with a smile.

“Thank you, Master, for solving my confusion!” Xuanqing reverently bowed.

For him, no matter how high his cultivation in the future, he would always respect the ancestor master who had taken care of him since the beginning! “Hmm.”

The Old Lord Taishang nodded slightly and then stood up, looking towards

West Niu Hezhou, he said seriously:

“Let’s go, it’s about time for the Shimen.”

Upon hearing that.

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan on one side nodded and stood up.

The next moment.

The two of them tore open the space in front of them, stepping into it and disappearing from the study in the Taichu Dojo.

Seeing this.

Xuanqing flashed a faint smile. As he gently waved his whisk in hand, his whole body turned into starlight and disappeared. He had already followed the footsteps of his master and the Great Immortal Zhenyuan.

West Niu Hezhou.

Ling Mountain’s Great Thunder Monastery in the far west.

‘Tang Xuanzang’ brought along ‘Monkey King’, as well as Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, to the foot of Ling Mountain again.

It’s worth mentioning that.

Although the appearance of ‘Tang Xuanzang’ has changed, the appearance of Monkey King is similar to that of the previous one, but he had six ears now.

As for Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, they were still the same second elder brother and third younger brother, and Bai Longma was still Bai Longma.

Maybe because of the previous unexpected occurrences.

This time, the Shimen did not play any tricks. Even if they get less Heavenly Merit, they did not add any more tribulations.

Entering the Daxiong Baodian of the Great Thunder Monastery.

“Disciple Tang Xuanzang pays respect to the Tathagata Buddha!”

The counterfeit Tang Xuanzang knelt on the ground with a respectful expression and performed a devout bow to the Tathagata Buddha.

The counterfeit Monkey King with six ears also followed suit, bowing respectfully after him.

Only Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, half-heartedly put their hands together for a bow, pretending to pay respects.

“You’ve traveled westward for 108,000 miles and finally reached the other side of Ling Mountain. This master will bestow upon you the Mahayana Buddhism scriptures: the Sutra of Illusory Abhijna, the Universal Sutra, the Sacred Saviour, etc… A total of 852…12,888 volumes…”

The deep voice echoed in the main hall.

On the dais above.

The Tathagata Buddha waved his big hand, golden lights shone all over, the Buddha’s light illuminating the whole hall, countless scriptures, radiating the intense power of the Buddha, inexplicably appeared in the great hall.

It is said in Buddhism: The Mahayana Buddhism can help the deceased ascend to heaven, resolve all resentments, and eliminate the disaster of falsehood.

“Thank you, Tathagata Buddha for the Buddhist texts…”

Tang Xuanzang was ecstatic, stepped forward, and reached out to the pile of scriptures.

The moment his hand touched the scriptures.

In an instant! The whole hall was full of glorious light. An indescribable surge of Taoist rhyme, inexplicably emerged from all directions.

Just after the counterfeit fetching the scriptures team entered Ling Mountain.

Not far away.

On a pure white lucky cloud, stood three Taoists.

A young Taoist with a whisk that emitted the rhyme of the Karma Dao in hand, a middle-aged Taoist in a purple robe emitting a strong and heavy aura, and an old Taoist with white hair and beard who emitted an aura of immortal cultivation.

These three Taoists were Xuanqing, the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, and the Old Lord Taishang who had come from Black Wind Mountain.

“Here it comes Xuanqing, be alert…” The Old Lord Taishang gave a low shout, signalling him to focus.

“Okay!”

Xuanqing nodded, then focused his attention on Ling Mountain.

Moments later.

A surge that cannot be described in words exploded from Ling Mountain, spreading in all directions.

“What is this…” Xuanqing was a little surprised in his heart.