Kidnapping the entire Journey to the West, starting by turning Sun Wukong against his own side.

Chapter 127, Rule 1

"I see."

The Buddha stood at the edge of the crack, withdrew the Buddha's light from his hand, and the smile on his face was colder than a knife.

"What you seized was not a path to survival."

"It's a pot."

As soon as these words were spoken, the heavens and the earth fell silent for a moment.

Pigsy exploded first.

"You bald guy...you really know how to pin accusations on people! Wasn't it you guys who messed up the seam? Now it's Old Chen's turn to clean up the mess, and you're just talking nonsense without any sense of responsibility!"

The Bull Demon King also took a step forward, and white steam billowed from his nostrils.

"If you're so tough, don't return it. Repair the seams? You do the repairs!"

Buddha ignored them and only stared at Chen Fan.

His gaze was very direct.

The anchor point structure has begun to disintegrate.

If the main anchor is not upgraded immediately, global connectivity will backfire.

[Countdown: 15 minutes]

Chen Fan stared at the countdown, and the black and white mark in his hand suddenly became hot.

The next instant, a cold shout that resounded through the clouds suddenly came from outside the mountain.

"Huaguo Mountain privately opened up the records and arbitrarily altered the Heavenly Records."

"Who gave you the audacity!"

As the voice faded, a giant golden hand descended from the clouds, heading straight for the free anchor that was about to crack.

Chapter 254 The Old System's Counterattack, the Fate of Legitimate Continuation

When that giant golden hand pressed down, the entire Flower Fruit Mountain shook.

The free anchor bolt that was about to crack made the sound first.

Click.

It looks like a bone is cracked.

The demon soldiers, mountain gods, and river gods who had just been removed from their registers all looked up at the sky. Some of them collapsed to their knees, their legs giving way. Others, who had just pressed the removal seal between their brows, were now writhing in pain as the mark burned.

Pigsy picked up his nine-toothed rake and started cursing.

"Not again? Who is it? Come out!"

The sea of ​​clouds split open.

One Buddha and one Taoist priest descended side by side.

The man on the left wore a gold-embroidered cassock, had a thin face, and droopy eyelids, as if everyone owed him money for incense offerings. In his hand, he held a half-roll of yellowed old manuscript, the edges of which were frayed, yet he exuded an imposing aura.

The Taoist priest on the right wore a dark blue robe, with a jade pen hanging behind his back. He had a downturned mouth and his nostrils pointed at people. He also had half a scroll of old manuscript in his hand, which was exactly on the left and right of the Buddhist half scroll, as if it had been torn from a book.

The two had just steadied themselves when a loud bang echoed from the sky.

Golden light and Buddha's light intertwined, transforming into a large banner that stretched across the sea of ​​clouds.

The notice was only a few lines long.

There aren't many words.

Every word felt heavy and suffocating.

[Joint Announcement]

[Chen Fan was the temporary writer for this sequel.]

[Only authorized to supplement the sample]

[Not permanently legal]

The ruling to remove all items from the Huaguo Mountain register is temporarily suspended.

Those who deviate from the original storyline will be treated as having fled the storyline.

The announcement caused an uproar in the area.

"Not effective for now?"

"Then what about the book I just took off?"

"Didn't they say the trial could be held at Flower Fruit Mountain?"

"Both the Heavenly Court and Mount Ling have been removed from the list, is there any way to reverse it?"

The people who were just crowding together to ask for their turn suddenly turned into a chaotic mess.

Several veterans turned pale and tried to run away.

Chen Fan stood in front of the anchor post, without moving.

He glanced at the notice, then looked at the Buddha and the Taoist in mid-air.

The thin-faced monk spoke first, his voice dry as if a wooden fish had cracked.

"My Dharma name is Dingwen."

"By order of the Ling Mountain, I serve as the legal envoy to continue writing."

The Taoist priest raised his chin.

"This humble Taoist is Xuanzhangzi."

"By imperial decree of Heaven, I hereby authorize the legitimate continuation of the manuscript."

Xuan Zhangzi glanced around and saw nothing but disdain on the mountain.

"Chen Fan, you've got some nerve."

"They dared to open up unregistered review services by using a temporary interface."

"Do you really think that writing a few sample cases will change the old record?"

The monk Dingwen held half a scroll of old manuscript in his hand, without even lifting his eyelids.

"You're just a patch-up guy."

"The old books don't recognize you, and neither will the Three Realms."

"The hearing you initiated doesn't count as a hearing."

"The people you take in don't count as people."

"Huaguo Mountain has been removed from the register and is invalid."

The last two words fell like a large boulder crashing into the mountainside.

The people who had just left the register immediately experienced a reaction.

First, the wrist.

Next is the neck.

Finally, there's the space between the eyebrows.

Faint red lines reappeared from the skin and flesh.

"ah--"

A river god knelt down, clutching his head, with a chain mark emerging from the back of his neck, slowly digging into his flesh.

"Didn't I already take my clothes off!"

"Why are you back again!"

The other mountain god fared even worse.

He had just erased the old names from the register when three words suddenly appeared on his chest, as if branded by fire.

—On duty at Xijian.

The mountain god's face was contorted, his feet moved uncontrollably toward the outside of the mountain, and he kept shouting desperately.

"I'm not going back!"

"I'm not guarding that broken ditch anymore!"

"I've been guarding this place for three hundred years!"

He struggled backward with his upper body, but his legs forced forward, leaving two white streaks on the stone ground with the soles of his shoes.

It was chilly all around.

Someone tried to help, but the moment their hand touched it, they were pulled away by the old book.

Pigsy felt his scalp tingle and cursed even louder.

"These two old geezers came right up and tried to steal someone?"

"Old Chen, get them!"

Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel on the ground.

boom.

Waves rose from the ground.

The force that was dragging people out of the mountain was abruptly stopped for a moment by the shock.

But it only lasted a moment.

The next moment, more patterns began to reappear.

An old horse demon that had run away from the Heavenly Horse Bureau, whose neck had been adorned with a copper bell, now had the bell's phantom image put back on, jingling erratically. Its hooves trembled, and its eyes were filled with panic.

"I'm not going back to pull the cart!"

"I'm not going to poop anymore!"

"I've broken my leg three times already!"

Without even glancing at the document, Ding Wen simply said, "The old records have owners; private escape is not permitted. According to the rules, the escapee shall return to his place."

Xuan Zhangzi responded even more fiercely.

"Keep fighting."

"Treat him according to the facts of the case."

"At the very least, his name will be stripped."

"In severe cases, the victim will be cut in half."

The moment those four words were uttered, the mountain area fell into a deathly silence.

Slice.

Everyone can understand it.

It's not as simple as just fighting back.

It means that your part of life is simply crossed out of the book.

Many people turned pale on the spot.

Chen Fan finally spoke.

"Are you done talking?"

Xuan Zhangzi sneered.

"You still want to argue?"

Chen Fan raised his hand and tapped the joint notice.

"I don't have time to argue with you about who has the loudest voice."

"I only ask one question."

"Does the priority of sample precedents lie with your two foul mouths?"

One harsh word from him turned Xuan Zhangzi's face dark.

Dingwen raised his eyes for the first time, his gaze now tinged with coldness.

"Are you using samples as an excuse?"

"Perfect."

"You're just a sample writer."

"We two are the legitimate continuation agents registered under the old system."

"When you see us, you should first lower your rank by one level."

"You're beneath your ancestors."

Pigsy would curse without thinking.

"Taking half a roll of tattered paper, does he really think he's the father?"

Xuan Zhangzi's eyes twitched, and he raised his hand to put down his pen.

Sun Wukong stepped forward first.

"Come."

"Try writing one yourself."

He held the golden cudgel horizontally in front of him, laughing fiercely.

"Those who dared to put on airs in front of me last time, their graves are overgrown with weeds by now."

Xuan Zhangzi's hand froze in mid-air, his face so dark it could drip water.

Dingwen raised his hand and pressed it down on him.

"Chen Fan, if you want to compete on legality, that's fine too."

"Eukaryotes have their own rules."

"Three-party witnessing is required, and samples need to be provided for comparison."

"The winner gets the right to interpret."

"The loser shuts up, relinquishes power, and leaves the stage."

This is exactly what Chen Fan was waiting for.

He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

"it is good."

"Then open it."

Dingwen frowned.

He originally thought Chen Fan would stall, avoid the situation, and save the people who had returned to the area first.

Who knew Chen Fan was even more anxious than him.

Xuan Zhangzi sneered.

Do you know what a three-party witness is?

"Know."

Chen Fan looked up at the sky.

"Please have someone who can make the final decision come up."

"Don't use lackeys to put on a show."

That statement was too harsh.

Even those writhing in pain at the foot of the mountain were stunned for a moment.

Xuan Zhangzi was so angry that the veins on the back of his hand bulged out.

"Who do you think you are, to dare call on someone by name—"

"Tathagata"

Chen Fan interrupted him directly.

"The Jade Emperor."

"And Tang Sanzang."

The three names are all increasingly heavy.

When that last name was uttered, even Dingwen's expression changed.

Everyone at Huaguo Mountain was stunned.

Bajie gasped for breath.

"Old Chen, you're not inviting people, you're causing trouble."

Chen Fan ignored him and kept staring at the sky.

"Aren't you talking about legality?"

"Then let's bring out the real person in charge."

"If Lingshan wants to recognize the old manuscript, let the Buddha speak."

"If the Heavenly Court wants to recognize the Heavenly Records, let the Jade Emperor speak."

"As for the pilgrimage route."

"If Tang Sanzang doesn't go on stage, who has the nerve to decide for him?"

boom!

The joint notice in the sky suddenly trembled.

The eukaryotic reaction has occurred.

A voice, colder than the announcement itself, descended directly from the top of the clouds.

[Application accepted]

[Comparison Type: Sample Case Priority]

[Witness Requirements: Establishment]

A mandatory witness call has been issued to the designated target.

Please submit the supporting text.

At first, there was silence at the foot of the mountain.

The next second, Flower Fruit Mountain exploded.

"It's done!"

"It's been officially verified!"

"Did he really set the Buddha and the Jade Emperor on fire together?"

"And Tang Sanzang!"

"How are we going to salvage this situation?!"

Those who had just been dragged by Cewen were now desperately trying to back away, as if they had grabbed a rope.

Because of the intervention of the eukaryote, the traction of the old book has slowed down significantly.

Although it hasn't broken, at least it's not as domineering anymore.

A mountain god knelt on the ground, his hands gripping the cracks in the rocks tightly, his eyes red with tears.

"Mr. Chen, can you really win for us?"

Chen Fan glanced at him.

"Don't ask whether we'll win or not."

"You better clench your teeth."

"Whoever dares to drag you away, I'll smash them first."

That's not a mild statement.

When it reached the ears of the crowd, it was more effective than any attempt at reassurance.

The mountain god nodded and panted, his fingers bleeding from digging them in, but he still wouldn't let go.

Xuan Zhangzi's expression grew increasingly grim.

He didn't expect that Chen Fan would not accept their legal pressure, but instead escalate the situation to the highest level of the Three Realms.

This is no longer just about suppressing Huaguo Mountain.

This forces Buddha and the Jade Emperor to publicly endorse each other.

Once you step forward, you can no longer keep things to yourself.

Dingwen also dropped his arrogant demeanor, and his voice became a few degrees deeper.

"Chen Fan, you really dare to do that."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Chen Fan smiled.

"You're using your legal rights to pressure me."

"I'll just use legal means to overturn the table."

"Didn't the old system love to emphasize rules the most?"

"So today, let's lay bare the rules in front of all three parties and see just how much shit is stuffed inside."

Pigsy slapped his thigh upon hearing this.

"happy!"

Sun Wukong grinned widely.

"I like to hear that."

Xuan Zhangzi was so angry that his mouth twisted into a crook.

"vulgar!"

"Disgusting!"

"Someone like you will never make it onto the official register!"

"Who cares?"

Chen Fan raised his hand, and the black and white mark lit up.

The free anchor, which was about to crack, shuddered, and the surface cracks slowly stopped.

[Provisional precedent successfully anchored]

[Current Status: Dispute Protection]

[Old books are being pressed]

With these words, the mountain area became even more stable.

The markings on the bodies of the first few who were dragged away had also darkened somewhat.

Although it's still there.

At least they're not pulling it out anymore.

Dingwen stared at the mark in Chen Fan's hand, his eyes showing genuine fear for the first time.

He suddenly realized that the most troublesome thing about the person in front of him was not his sharp tongue or his audacity.

He's too good at manipulating the rules.

The old system wanted to crush him with legitimacy.

He immediately climbed the ladder by leveraging legitimacy.

They've deliberately brought the matter to a point where no one can pretend to be blind to it.

At that moment, another tremor came from deep within the clouds.

A beam of light appeared in the west.

The imperial aura surged in the north.

Another weak, even somewhat scattered, aura of monkly energy was forcibly pulled over.

Pigsy's eyelids twitched.

"They're really here?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

Dingwen and Xuanzhangzi exchanged a glance, clearly realizing that the situation had changed.

But they didn't back down.

Instead, they raised their hands at the same time.

The two of them each unfolded a section of the old manuscript.

The paper is old.

The characters, however, were so bright they looked brand new, almost blindingly so.

The moment the words on it were revealed, Sun Wukong's eyes turned cold.

Chen Fan saw it clearly too.

The two volumes of old manuscripts pieced together are nothing other than this.

It was an old text about a monkey.

There is only one main judgment line above.

Every word was blackened.

—After the stone monkey leaves the mountain, it must escort the pilgrims on their journey to the west, and must not deviate from the original text or rewrite it.

The mountain wind suddenly stopped.

Sun Wukong gripped his golden cudgel, the muscles on the back of his hand bulging.

Dingwen slowly opened his mouth.

"Chen Fan".

"This is the original text of the old book."

"Do you still dare to say that the monkey doesn't need to go on a pilgrimage?"