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

#1777 - Chu Hao made a move to stew old hen soup

A sudden accident almost injured Tang Sanzang, but fortunately, Chu Hao took action in time, averting the disaster.

Sun Wukong and the others rushed to Tang Sanzang's side and asked with concern, "Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Is there a monster or is there a problem with this mountain road?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"I'm not sure, but Brother Chu Hao has gone to check. Let's wait for him here," Sun Wukong said.

"I see a Taoist temple over there. Why don't we go there and wait? Otherwise, it won't be good if there's another problem with this mountain road," Tang Sanzang said.

"That's fine," Sun Wukong nodded.

The group carefully avoided the bottomless cracks, and walked upwards along the mountain road.

On the other side, Chu Hao suddenly appeared in front of Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva, his face sinking: "Good, you Bodhisattva, you actually want to harm Tang Sanzang."

Standing in front of him was a female Taoist nun, wearing a five-flower brocade hat and a gold-woven robe. She wore cloud-pointed phoenix shoes and a silk tassel belt around her waist, her face somewhat aged.

Facing Chu Hao's questioning, Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva immediately retorted: "Prison God Chu Hao, don't spout nonsense. I only wanted to teach that Tang Sanzang a lesson, not to take his life."

"Humph, if I hadn't taken action, Tang Sanzang would have died," Chu Hao said coldly.

"I have my own judgment in my heart, and I won't kill that Tang Sanzang. Prison God Chu Hao, don't talk nonsense," Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva said.

Chu Hao stared at her and sneered: "Heh heh, you are taking revenge for personal grudges. I'm going to Xitian to sue Tathagata, so you can wait to be punished."

However, facing Chu Hao's threat, Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva sneered: "Prison God Chu Hao, do you really think you have great skills? Do you really think that Lingshan doesn't attack you because they are afraid of you? You are just a Prison God, not a disciple of a saint, nor a person of destiny. My Buddha Tathagata can suppress you with a flip of his hand."

"Is that so?" Chu Hao looked contemptuous.

Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva suddenly said sternly: "You have repeatedly prevented this calamity, not taking Lingshan seriously, and hindering the sage's plan. You are the biggest culprit."

"What a sharp-tongued Bodhisattva. I'm wrong for you attacking Tang Sanzang?" Chu Hao mocked.

"I have my own karma with Tang Sanzang, and I don't need you to interfere," Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva's eyes were sharp, and her words were full of thorns.

"I've been waiting for you," Chu Hao's face sank, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly exploded. Under the illumination of the divine light, a terrifying power reflected a dazzling aura. Divine light gushed out, and a majestic power appeared in his right hand.

Under the urging of the Pangu True Body Art, the strength of his physical body reached an incredible level.

Bang—

The palms of the two collided together, making a earth-shattering sound. Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva felt a sharp pain in her right arm, and then her whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

A crack even appeared in her crystal-clear white palm, and golden blood dripped down.

Flying backwards for several meters, Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva barely stopped, her expression astonished.

She didn't expect the other party's physical strength to be so terrifying.

"Forcing me to use great supernatural powers," anger appeared on Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva's face, and in her eyes, the Buddha's light was dazzling.

She was extraordinary in strength, having attained Buddhahood for many years, and had always enjoyed the incense offerings of the mortal world, so she had always been arrogant. Now, she was actually repelled by a palm, and it was Chu Hao, who had repeatedly blackmailed Xitian, so she was naturally furious.

Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva was shrouded in Buddha's light, and a powerful Buddha sound emerged. Her strength increased several times, and she attacked Chu Hao again.

The two collided again, erupting into a huge wave of power.

In the field, Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva slapped out a palm from time to time, each palm containing terrible power. Once hit, it would cause great damage.

But Chu Hao's figure was extremely flexible. Seeing Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva's palm coming, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked hard at the opponent's abdomen.

Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva quickly chanted Buddhist scriptures, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere. Under the golden light, a layer of hard barrier formed in front of Chu Hao.

Boom—

Chu Hao's kick was solid. The golden mask shattered with a crack, and Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva was kicked in the abdomen again and flew out.

Falling to the ground, her face was pale, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Even Buddha Dipamkara is no match for me, what can you do?" Chu Hao said disdainfully.

These words immediately exposed Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva. Feeling extremely aggrieved, the Buddha's light in her eyes flourished, and layers of Buddha's intent rippled on the surface of her skin. Her surroundings formed segments of brilliant scriptures. In the scriptures, Buddha's light intertwined, and an incomparably terrifying power was gathering.

She rushed again, and wherever she passed, the void vibrated, setting off a violent momentum.

Chu Hao was not afraid at all. He ran the Pangu True Body Art, his blood surging, and the power of his physical body poured out. The divine light erupted, and the runes of the Great Dao appeared on his crystal-clear skin, causing the power of his physical body to skyrocket.

He punched the opponent, and the overbearing power directly shattered the scriptures around the opponent, and heavily hit her chest.

Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva spat out blood, her face greatly shaken.

At the same time, Dipamkara Ancient Buddha, who was sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras in the high sky, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes projected two rays of light, looking towards Chu Hao. A trace of doubt flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he slowly closed his eyes again, ignoring worldly affairs.

In the field, Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva was seriously injured by a single blow, her face pale, and the power of her whole body was surging with restlessness. Her breath was disordered, and she quickly adjusted her breath.

Then Chu Hao didn't give her a chance at all. He rushed forward violently, like a prehistoric beast. The spiritual power on his body exploded, and endless blood energy rolled in, as if a vast ocean was about to engulf the opponent.

Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva finally felt scared, and quickly changed direction, wanting to escape this world.

But Chu Hao was faster. He broke through the void and suddenly appeared. Under the great light of the gods, he slammed out several punches, all of which landed on the opponent's back.

The huge force instantly severely injured the opponent. Cihang Daoren Bodhisattva's aura instantly wilted, her spiritual power collapsed, and her Buddha intent disappeared. She fell heavily to the ground.

Losing the protection of power, her whole body flashed with light, and she turned back into her original form, which was an old hen.

Chu Hao stepped forward, grabbed its wing with his right hand, and smiled: "I'm in luck tonight, I can stew old hen soup."