Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#1714 - Prison God Chu Hao, how are you?

A lotus platform and jeweled throne, with evil spirits chanting sutras,

It sounded like hearing the whispers of devils amidst the incense smoke.

And the Maitreya Buddha sitting in the very center, the Buddha's light on his body had also become eerie and cold. Upon closer inspection, the bizarre feeling was bone-chilling. Even the small eyes of Maitreya Buddha no longer radiated a gentle smile, but a gaze that seemed to choose people to devour, like a wild beast.

The Buddha's light behind Maitreya Buddha did not illuminate Maitreya Buddha's face, but instead made Maitreya Buddha seem like a demon hidden in the shadows.

Demonic energy lingered on Maitreya Buddha's body!

That substantial demonic energy suppressed the aura of all the demons present.

No matter how many demons there were, in front of Maitreya Buddha, they were just a bunch of fledglings. He, Maitreya Buddha, was the biggest demon in this hall!

Only a being possessing endless demonic energy could sit in the very center of this hall filled with demons.

No one could have imagined that this was clearly entering a magnificent hall, but it felt like entering the underworld; just now it was five hundred Arhats, but in the blink of an eye, it was demons chanting sutras; clearly there was a Buddha sitting on the throne, but it was a giant demon entangled in demonic energy!

This feeling made people's hair stand on end, and an indescribable chill surged into their hearts.

Even Chu Hao couldn't help but take half a step back, not just because the scene was extremely strange, but because Chu Hao had fully confirmed one thing…

Chu Hao was just about to speak to remind him, but found that Sun Wukong had already attacked.

Sun Wukong was already furious when he saw the hall full of demons, angrily pointing at Maitreya Buddha and shouting,

"Old thief, all the demons in this hall have already revealed their true forms, but you are the only monster still hiding your head and tail. I, Old Sun, have already smelled the dirty aura on your body, quickly reveal your true form!"

But the Maitreya Buddha on the throne still had the appearance of laughing at the laughable people in the world, looking down at Sun Wukong,

"Sun Wukong, don't you understand? If there is Buddha in your heart, demons and ghosts can all be Buddhas.

Just like you, if you and others cannot become Buddhas, why accompany Tang Sanzang on the journey to the West to seek scriptures?

Having Buddha Dharma in your heart, cultivating the right fruit, this is Buddha Dharma, this is the right path. Wukong, you are being attached to appearances."

Maitreya Buddha's sentence about being attached to appearances made Sun Wukong's anger rise.

"Old demon, you haven't revealed your true form, and you're still pretending here, asking for a beating!"

The reason why Sun Wukong felt angry was because he extremely hated that the Maitreya Buddha in front of him was clearly full of demonic energy and had been exposed, but he still dared to talk nonsense in front of him.

Sun Wukong was going to get rid of the false and preserve the true, and let this demon know what true Buddha Dharma is.

Sun Wukong used all his strength in this strike. Among the demons in the world, there are not many who can withstand Sun Wukong's strike.

Sun Wukong wanted to see the demon's frightened and timid appearance.

However, facing Sun Wukong's strike, Maitreya Buddha just smiled and shook his head,

"Naughty monkey, so rude. Step back."

Maitreya Buddha just waved his hand, and the next second, Sun Wukong felt as if the entire world was squeezing towards him.

The feeling of suffocation was as if he was about to be crushed into powder.

The last time he encountered this kind of powerlessness was when Sun Wukong was suppressed under the Five Fingers Mountain.

At this moment, Sun Wukong finally understood something…

After Maitreya Buddha waved Sun Wukong away, he just said lightly:

"Sun Wukong, you destroy Buddha and slander Buddha, and attack Buddha, do you know your crime? Why not lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

The next second, a Qing Boy beside Maitreya Buddha suddenly jumped out and threw the golden cymbals at the already weakened Sun Wukong.

The golden cymbals became larger in the air, closing towards Sun Wukong like an ant. These golden cymbals are extremely powerful magic weapons. Once Sun Wukong is covered, basically Sun Wukong will never want to escape.

Even this Qing Boy beside Maitreya Buddha brought endless pressure to Sun Wukong, especially since Sun Wukong had just been knocked away by Maitreya Buddha, and the old force had just gone, and the new force had not yet been born. Sun Wukong felt an extremely huge sense of powerlessness.

However, just as the golden cymbals were about to close, suddenly, he saw a dragon shadow breaking through the air from a distance, and the weapon spirit of the God-Slaying Spear directly knocked open the golden cymbals!

The golden cymbals fell in the air, steadily landing in Chu Hao's hands.

Sun Wukong looked at the golden cymbals in Chu Hao's hands with lingering fear. If Chu Hao hadn't taken action, Sun Wukong would have fallen into these golden cymbals now.

Sun Wukong pointed at the Maitreya Buddha on the lotus platform in shock, and secretly said:

"Immortal Lord, this great demon… is not a good person."

Chu Hao smiled, but looked at the Maitreya Buddha on the stage,

"Wukong, this is not some great demon, this is the real Donglai Buddha, the future Buddha, Maitreya Buddha! Genuine."

Tang Sanzang and his disciples were stunned, frozen in place, with indescribable shock.

This is actually the real Maitreya Buddha!

But, how could the dignified Donglai Buddha, the head of the future Buddhas, become like this?

Looking at the demons in the hall, and then looking at the endless demonic energy on Maitreya Buddha, is that really Maitreya Buddha?

Could it be that the dignified Donglai Buddha has actually become a pawn of the Demon Race!?

Maitreya Buddha smiled hehe, looking at Chu Hao, his eyes were full of complex emotions,

"Prison God Chu Hao, have you been well?"

This greeting said everything about Maitreya Buddha's journey.

Chu Hao just stood there like a sword, staring indifferently at Maitreya Buddha,

"Maitreya Buddha, weren't you exiled to the South Sea by the Tathagata Buddha to raise fish? Also, how did your hand recover?"

Maitreya Buddha's smile froze for a moment.

He looked at his arm. No matter how many years passed, Maitreya Buddha could not forget how his arm was broken before.

Back then, Chu Hao dared to make trouble in the Western Heaven when he was only a Great Luo. A God-Slaying Spear killed endless Buddhas, and a Tianyuan Demon Stone directly broke Maitreya Buddha's arm.

Even if the Tathagata Buddha hadn't taken action at that time, it wouldn't just be Maitreya Buddha's hand, it would be his life!

Maitreya Buddha still had lingering fears in his heart when he thought about it now.

It was because of what happened that year that Maitreya Buddha was exiled to the South Sea,

However, it was precisely because of that incident that Maitreya Buddha's career had a turning point.

Maitreya Buddha put his hands together, and there was not only no anger on his face, but also a bit of melancholy,

"Prison God Chu Hao, the past is unattainable. I have already put the things of the past out of my mind. If it weren't for you, it would still be difficult for me to escape being attached to appearances."

Chu Hao narrowed his eyes and pointed at Maitreya Buddha's demonic energy,

"So, you no longer attach to my appearance, but attach to the demonic appearance?"