[Lighthearted comedy + troublemaker + primordial world + Buddhism Was Originally the Way]
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I transmigrated into Journey to the West. Am I panicking? No!
What, I transmigrated into Tang Sanzang? The monk who can’t eat meat, drink wine, or get involved with women? Fine, I admit I’m a little devastated.
My name is Tang Xuan. How did I end up transmigrating into Tang Xuanzang of all people? And in Journey to the West, no less. I’d barely opened my eyes when the kasaya was already on my shoulders and the monk’s staff in my hand.
“Your Majesty, can I skip the pilgrimage for scriptures?”
“Hm? What did you say, Imperial Brother? I don’t think I heard you.” “Ahem, this humble monk has a long journey ahead. I hope Your Majesty takes care.”
Tang Xuan glanced at the blade at his neck. In the end, he went along with it. He knew when to back down.
When he saw the monkey burst out of Mount Five Elements, Tang Xuan was awestruck and thrilled. But with that staff so close to his face, he dropped to his knees with practiced ease.
“Big Brother, Brother Monkey, spare me! I-I-I’m your junior brother! Brother Monkey, don’t you remember what Master taught us at the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars?”
“Wait… does Old Sun have a monk for a junior brother?”
“Of course! Absolutely!”
Later, Tang Xuan gradually realized that he seemed to have powerful connections, and the story kept getting more and more absurd.
“Go ahead, bite me! Come on, bite me! I’ve got someone backing me. What, nobody’s got your back?”
The immortals, Buddhas, and demons all thought the same thing: “There has to be something seriously wrong with this guy!”
