Journey to the West: the Golden Hoop Is Cracked and the Buddha's Bones Are Wrapped in the Dragon's Corpse

The gold bricks in the Lingshan Buddhist Hall glowed with cold light. Sun Wukong's fingertips crossed the golden hoop on his forehead. The golden hoop suddenly cracked into fine lines, and dark red blood beads seeped out along the lines and dripped on the lotus seat. "After defeating the Buddha, it's time to preach the Heart Sutra." Venerable Kasyapa's voice seemed to have been tempered by ice, and when the hem of his cassock swept across the ground, it picked up a few fragments of dragon scales. The moment Wukong jumped onto the Dharma throne, the golden hoop suddenly shrank like an iron pincer. The illusion of the old turtle of Tongtian River rushed out of the candlelight, biting his throat with a bloody mouth: "When the dragon chain is tightened, the Buddha's bones will be exposed!" He clenched his fist fiercely and tapped his knuckles on the crack in the golden hoop. Half of the dragon-patterned jade pendant popped out of the bone and blood. The moonlight shone on the jade through the window lattice, reflecting the scene of the Dragon King of Jinghe being beheaded - the jade ornament that had slipped from Wei Zheng's sleeve fit perfectly with the piece in his palm. "Monkey! How dare you hide dragon clan's filth secretly!" The Eighteen Arhats gathered around him, with long hair like spider legs exposed from the rips in his cassock. Wukong swung his stick and hit the lotus platform. With a loud bang, the Buddha's seat was shattered into powder. The white dragon skeleton wrapped inside was clearly visible, and the untransformed lotus pattern was still embedded on the spine. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.