Chapter 830: "Listening to the Wondrous Sounds of the Three Pure Ones, Also Known as Thus Have I Heard"—Under the Disciple of a Saint!

Now concerning Mount Lingtai and the Square Inch, within the "Way" taught under the patriarch Subhuti, there were three hundred and sixty heterodox paths, all of which led to the attainment of true results.

Among them, a few branches were of the utmost essence.

The first was "Arts," where within the gate of arts, inviting immortals, divine planchette writing, and seeking divination were paramount, through which one obtained the principles of avoiding disaster and pursuing fortune, and the methods of competing in mystical arts.

The second was "Streams," where within the gate of streams, it belonged to the categories of Confucianists, Buddhists, Daoists, Yin-Yang masters, Mohists, and physicians who comprehended scriptures and chanted the Buddha's name, paying morning homage to the true and bringing down the holy.

The three was "Stillness," where within the gate of stillness, there was pure tranquility and inaction, meditating and sitting in contemplation, whether sleeping or standing, entering samadhi and sitting in seclusion. If one were to make a comparison, it was most similar to the secluded arduous cultivation of the cultivators in this world to break through their bottlenecks.

The fourth was "Motion," which was the art of burning materials and crafting cauldrons, harmonizing Yin and Yang, and refining elixirs and compounding medicines.

These too each possessed a path to master immortality and attain true results.

When all the chores were completely arranged, two senior brothers led Sun Wukong out of the Patriarch's hall of preaching, and then began a session of teaching him how to sweep, water flowers and trees, and various forms of etiquette.

Afterward, he studied spoken courtesy, calligraphy, and the burning of incense with his fellow disciples, and spent the rest of his time listening to them lecture on scriptures and debate the Way.

Sun Wukong naturally watched from the side.

At this time, a crowd of viewers watching the Journey to the West, such as cultivators like Su Tianji and Gu Tingyun, warriors like Nalan Hongwu, members of the demon race like Xiaoyue, and even members of foreign races like Ningbi, had all gathered together to watch.

"Hiss... look at this spell!" During the debate on the Way, a disciple was seen performing in public; that flame grew upon meeting the wind and, propelled by the disciple's palm force, drifted toward an ancient tree in the courtyard.

Of course, as a disciple, he naturally dared not overly destroy the vegetation of Mount Square Inch, so the flame left a small scorched mark on the ancient tree and then withdrew, retracting without a trace, and though not much power could be seen, his superb ability of control was still evident.

"Can this be learned?" Gu Tingyun muttered as he looked at this spell, "It looks like... it's not that difficult either..."

Although it was under an immortal's lineage, this little spell that seemed to have no power should still be very easy to learn.

Right then and there, he began to imitate it on the side.

Over there, another disciple was also practicing spells.

"Master, look at this person!" Fenghua pointed at that spell-practicing disciple and shouted, "What kind of spell is this one practicing?"

That disciple seemed to know both spells and martial arts, from time to time unleashing streaks of striking thunder from his palm, looking majestic and fierce.

"Oh, I just heard it; that is called the Palm Thunder, which is just sending a streak of thunder out from the palm like this." Su Tianji looked over and replied.

"Huh? Can this be learned?" Fenghua opened her mouth to ask while gesturing and imitating that person's manner.

It looked rather easy.

"Isn't this simple? Let your master demonstrate for you..." Su Tianji hurriedly ran over and also gestured twice, "This is just a minor spell, pretty much like the lightning spells we learned when we first entered our Liuyun Daoist Palace."

Having said that, she also gestured while imitating that disciple's manner.

And at this time, warriors like Nalan Hongwu and Zong Wu, as well as young warriors like Song Qingfeng, also gestured on the side while watching several disciples who were wielding fists and brandishing halberds; although they were in a virtual reality movie world and could not truly manifest the spells, practicing the imitation was always possible.

On Mount Lingtai and the Square Inch, a monkey could be seen imitating on the side with chuckles of joy, while a crowd of cultivators and warriors beside him also imitated with absolute relish.

"Hey! This set of moves is rather interesting!" Zong Wu struck through it twice according to the form and laughed heartily.

"Look at this Sun Wukong! Hahahaha... he was even scared into turning a somersault!" A crowd of elf bystanders also found it amusing to watch from the side.

"He even picked up a stick to learn there, hahaha, so fun!"

...

Very soon, the first episode passed in this manner.

Beside Jiang Xiaoyue, a crowd of people who were still waiting and watching also surrounded her: "Is this... actually good to watch or not?"

"Such an expensive episode; if it's not good, we won't watch it for now."

"Oh, it's good, it's good!" Xiaoyue replied with some impatience, and then impatiently activated the next episode without any pause at all.

The same as... The Legend of the White Snake, upon reaching the second part, this one also had an opening theme song, which was naturally that earliest prelude piece of the Journey to the West, "The Cloud Palace Swift Sound."

Accompanied by the dynamic music interweaving with ethereal sounds...

"Huh... is this in the Heavenly Realm?" The image of the Great Sage drunk in the Jasper Pool flashed past, and there was also cruising under the sea, with colorful corals, magnificent and beautiful.

"Where is this again...?" Unknowingly... they had gone from initially watching just to support Boss Fang, to being somewhat interested, and now... to being completely hooked.

"Is it that later on, Sun Wukong practices powerful skills, learns the art of immortality, and runs off to the Heavenly Court and various places under the sea?" A crowd of elves was also discussing animatedly there.

"Is the following part an adventure story of the Handsome Monkey King traveling all over the world?" Clearly, they could not guess the subsequent plot at all.

...

Inside the Cave of the Slanted Moon and Three Stars, another six or seven years flew by in a flash.

Only with great difficulty did they wait until the Patriarch Subhuti ascended the platform to sit high and begin preaching the Grand Way.

When a sage preaches the Way, it is naturally a shower of heavenly flowers and a blooming of golden lotuses; whether it be the core essentials of Buddhism or the truths of Daoism, all were subtle and profound, with ten thousand methods complete.

At high pitches, the voice was like a clap of thunder, shaking the nine heavens; at slow paces, it was like a continuous stream of pearls and jade; at one moment he spoke of the Way, and at another he lectured on Zen, and even the words of Confucianists were touched upon. The methods of the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism were originally distinct from each other, but when spoken from his mouth, they were brought forth with ease, completely natural.

"This old immortal, his preaching of the Way is truly too marvelous!"

Sun Wukong on the side scratched his head and cheeks as he listened, beaming with joy and dancing about; an occasionally seemingly casual sentence seemed to point directly to the true heart, and these cultivators and warriors could not help but clap their hands in high praise.

"This true immortal preaching the Way is indeed formidable!"

Naturally, to them, a true immortal preaching the Way was already incredibly formidable.

Their pursuits were truly very low, and they did not have that many unrealistic ambitions and desires.

After all, for some people in this lifetime, to be able to hear a powerhouse of the Feathered Ascension Realm preach the Way would already be a stroke of supreme fortune.

Or perhaps it was precisely "not recognizing the true face of Mount Lu, only because one is within the mountain itself."

However, at this very moment, on Mount Lingtai and the Square Inch, inside the Cave of the Slanted Moon and Three Stars, listening to the immortal preach the Way truly possessed a resonance of "listening to the wondrous sounds of the Three Pure Ones, also called 'Thus have I heard'."

Moreover, what Patriarch Subhuti taught was originally a fusion of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism; the crucial points of each school were all lectured upon, and every heterodox path was also mentioned. Therefore, whether they were cultivators or warriors at this time, or held other identities, or were not even human, they all listened with rapt intoxication at this moment.