Chapter 1137: Chapter 661

Great Qin Empire, Xianyang Imperial City, outside the city, Gold Mountain Monastery.

This is a small temple, with only seven or eight monks in the entire monastery.

The old abbot gazed at the little monk seated under the Buddha statue, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

The little monk was only four years old, at an age when children are often disliked, yet he could quiet his mind to chant scriptures, truly born with Buddha Nature, a son of the Buddhist Sect.

In the Great Qin Empire, during the era of a hundred schools of thought, the Buddhist Sect, though foreign, did not face discrimination.

However, the philosophies promoted by Buddhism were not widely accepted by the Daqin people, resulting in sparse incense offerings and few believers at the Gold Mountain Monastery.

Besides chanting and following Buddhist practices, the monks also had to be self-sufficient, tightening their belts to get by.

This little monk could be considered Heaven’s gift to the Gold Mountain Monastery as a Buddha’s son.

An infant in swaddling clothes floated down the river and finally ended up on the shore outside Gold Mountain Monastery, where he was picked up and given the nickname Jiang Liu’er.

This child was precocious, walking at half a year old, speaking at one year old, and at four years old had already read all the Buddhist Scriptures at Gold Mountain Monastery, with a mastery of Buddhist Law on par with that of the abbot.

The abbot could already imagine that after his eventual demise, Jiang Liu’er would surely carry on the legacy of the Gold Mountain Monastery.

As for the gaze cast upon him by the abbot, Jiang Liu’er had long grown indifferent. At this moment, his mind was immersed in his own Sea of Consciousness, chatting idly with a mysterious presence in his mind.

“Old Xi, this doesn’t make sense at all, are you sure this is truly the Journey to the West World? Am I really that Tang Seng?”

Within Jiang Liu’er’s Sea of Consciousness, he kept muttering, and in the center of his Sea, a Rainbow ball of light floated there.

“Brother Zang, this system can absolutely not be mistaken! This is 100% the Westward Journey world! And you have also possessed and fused with Jiang Liu’er’s consciousness to become Tang Seng!”

The voice coming from the Rainbow ball was unusually certain.

“Then tell me, why is this the Great Qin Empire?!

Wasn’t Tang Seng from the Tang Dynasty? And he even became Li Shimin’s imperial brother!

But now? This is the Qin Dynasty!

Established by Ancestor Dragon Emperor Ying Zheng’s Great Qin Empire!

A super Cultivation Dynasty that’s been around for over 800 years!

Tell me, what the heck is this Immortal Qin?”

Jiang Liu’er ranted, his mindset completely collapsing.

It’s just that after coming to this world, he’s had an awful time!

Being brought here by Old Xi and becoming an infant in swaddling clothes, drifting in the great river.

After being picked up by the old abbot, because Gold Mountain Monastery’s business was poor, and performance too bad, they could only eat plain food every day, with only two bowls of porridge each day.

He’s still just a kid!

What’s worse, even though he possessed Jiang Liu’er and fused with his newborn consciousness, there still lurked a great figure asleep within his soul!

That’s right, it’s Golden Cicada!

This disciple of The Buddha, who has practiced for countless years, now sealed and asleep within him.

If this seal were broken, wouldn’t Golden Cicada’s powerful Spirit devour him in an instant?

Even if the seal isn’t broken now, after the Westward Journey ends, The Buddha would certainly unseal him, and that would also be death!

What’s even worse is that in smuggling him into the world, Old Xi suffered severe damage and had to exert full effort to hide his presence from the Heavenly Dao.

Because Jiang Liu’er is the person of calamity in the Westward Journey world?

Constantly watched by the Heavenly Dao, if anything unusual happened, the Eye of Heavenly Punishment would surely come, and Purple Cloud Divine Thunder would obliterate him!

“Brother Zang, in the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens, there are countless worlds, and there are many parallel worlds of Journey to the West, as long as the big trend remains unchanged, minor differences are normal.”

I am the Buddha Ancestor System, originally intending to bring you to develop in the Cultivation Plane, but who knew we would encounter a space-time turbulence, landing us in such a strange Westward Journey world?

What’s more, I even sensed the aura of a fellow system here, their presence as deep as an abyss, clearly a big shot from our ranks.

If I dared to touch the big shot’s cake, being beaten to death or crippled is very possible!

Ever since coming to this world, Old Xi has been residing within Jiang Liu’er’s Sea of Consciousness, not daring to ripple even a wave, for fear of attracting the Heavenly Dao and system big shot of this world.

“Forget the big trend, if we don’t think of something soon, I’ll be dead!”

The Westward Journey won’t exceed fifty years from start to finish, and he, a dignified transmigrator with a system hack, had a promising future, but now?

“Brother Zang, how about you join an Immortal Sect and cultivate? As long as within fifty years, you can cultivate to the Taiyin Golden Immortal cultivation level, you could even counter-devour Golden Cicada’s Spirit.”

The system’s functions are severely damaged, unable to assist the host’s cultivation, so everything must rely on the host himself.

“Damn! Achieving Taiyin Golden Immortal from scratch in fifty years, is this something that a mere mortal with Acquired Spiritual Energy can do?”

Jiang Liu’er cursed loudly, wishing he could strangle the unreliable Old Xi.

“In the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens, there are many such individuals…”

“Get lost!”

“Alright…”

“…@Y=#%…”

Jiang Liu’er was furious, yet had no choice but to think desperately for a solution; he didn’t want to be devoured by Golden Cicada.

To rescue himself, he at least needed to obtain very high-level cultivation methods.

The Great Qin Empire is already considered a Cultivation Dynasty, with many Immortal Sects, even in Gold Mountain Monastery there are some basic cultivation techniques, but the people in the monastery can’t even afford to eat properly, much less support a Martial Monk.

To cultivate, cultivation techniques, money, resources, and favorable locations are all indispensable.

Thus, he must first make money and make Gold Mountain Monastery prosperous. Only when well-fed and affluent could they afford to buy various Spiritual Medicines to aid cultivation.