Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

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"Have you ever heard of Fengxian County?"

After a moment of silent contemplation, Jiang Liu addressed the man with this question.

Could it be that Wowo Village is included within Fengxian County?

Or is it that Fengxian County is included within Wowo Village?

"Fengxian County? I've never heard of it!" The man looked confused and shook his head upon hearing Jiang Liu's inquiry.

Then, he turned to look at his family members beside him.

Following the man's gaze, his family members also shook their heads one after another, indicating that they had never heard of a place called Fengxian County either.

"Alright, it seems I was mistaken; this place isn't Fengxian County at all!" Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Jiang Liu realized he had been overthinking.

However, even though it was a misunderstanding, Jiang Liu certainly accepted the epic quest, with its reward of 2.5 billion Experience Points.

The reward for this quest was exceptionally generous.

"By the way, could you tell me where the township of Wowo Village is located?" Having accepted the quest, Jiang Liu immediately asked.

To understand the drought situation in Wowo Village, naturally, he needed to first visit the township to gather information.

"Our township is about ten li to the southwest from here!" The robust man replied.

Having obtained directions to the township of Wowo Village, Jiang Liu and his companions did not intend to stay any longer. After bidding farewell, they set off towards the direction of the township.

"Master, why don't you stay and have a good lunch with us before you go?"

Without eating anything, but having passed on the method of extracting clean water, the stout man felt somewhat embarrassed and tried to persuade them to stay.

"Amitabha, a monk harbors compassion and must seize every moment to help solve Wowo Village's drought, benefactor, please excuse us!" Jiang Liu declared righteously with one palm upright while sitting on the back of the White Dragon Horse.

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently squeezed the horse's sides with his legs and whispered, "Let's go quickly!"

Hearing Jiang Liu's words, the White Dragon Horse raised its hooves and galloped away toward the southwest.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong and his two fellow disciples naturally followed close behind Jiang Liu, disappearing into the distance in no time.

"Sigh, this master from the Great Tang is truly compassionate, inspiring such admiration!"

Watching Jiang Liu and his team swiftly depart, prioritizing Wowo Village's drought situation above all else, the robust man murmured to himself and felt even more respect.

The White Dragon Horse raised its hooves and frolicked, covering a distance of five or six li in just a moment.

It was then that Jiang Liu called a halt to the White Dragon Horse and took out the necessary tools to cook a meal.

Given the severe drought and the strained lives of the villagers, there probably wouldn't be much to eat even after entering the township—so they might as well make their meal on the road.

By the time they finished their lunch, more than a Chinese Hour had passed.

After Sha Wujing had cleaned up the pots and utensils, Jiang Liu and his companions set off again and arrived at the township of Wowo Village after a short while.

Indeed, due to the drought and the desperation of the villagers, the township of Wowo Village appeared to be quite desolate.

There were hardly any villagers on the streets, and even the occasional minor officials who passed by looked listless and weak.

"Quick, go find Liaokong the Holy Monk!"

Shortly after arriving, a few people in a hurry caught Jiang Liu's attention.

It turned out that on a stretcher, they were carrying a man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, emaciated and with cracked lips from dryness, his complexion pallid.

Several men hurried past with the old man on the stretcher.

"Holy Monk!?" Hearing the words of these men, Jiang Liu raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised.

It wasn't common for someone to have the qualifications to be called a Holy Monk.

Could there actually be someone claiming to be a Holy Monk in this small place of Wowo Village?

"Let's go, disciples, let's take a look as well!" After pondering for a moment, Jiang Liu spoke to Sun Wukong and the others.

As they spoke, Jiang Liu and his disciples followed behind, heading forward.

If they wanted to find out about the drought in Wowo Village, perhaps this so-called Holy Monk might know something?

It wasn't long before they arrived at the dilapidated local deity temple of Wowo Village's township.

Due to the villagers' hardships, the incense offerings at the temple had long since ceased. A man dressed in white monk robes sat quietly at the entrance of the local deity temple.

His monk robe, pure as snow, stood out starkly against the surroundings.

Of course, what attracted Jiang Liu's attention the most was the fact that the man's head was adorned with as many as ten Incense Scar Initiations.

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"Ten Incense Scar Initiations?!"

Watching the number of Scar of Precepts on the white-robed monk's head, Jiang Liu's heart silently marveled.

One must know, even the Dragon Subduing Arhat, the leader of all Arhats, could only be initiated with nine Incense Scars when reincarnated. Yet, this white-robed monk managed to have ten Incense Scars?

Doesn't this imply that his affinity with the Buddhist Sect is even higher than that of the Dragon Subduing Arhat?

The white-robed monk sitting at the entrance of the Local Deity Temple did appear to be the very image of compassion; quite a few people had already been carried over seeking help.

Liaokong's expression was serene, his demeanor effortlessly composed as he quickly stabilized the conditions of these people.

Even the elderly man who had just been carried over on a stretcher began to look much rosier after Liaokong stuffed a pale blue pill into his mouth. His complexion soon turned significantly healthier.

In Jiang Liu's eyes, he could also see the elderly man's previously perilous health bar slowly recovering, quickly returning to about seventy to eighty percent full.

"This guy? Is it the elixir that's remarkable, or is his medical skill exceptional?"

Standing aside and not rashly interrupting, Jiang Liu quietly observed as, one by one, the ailing locals, after receiving Liaokong's treatment, all appeared to be cured of their ailments.

Character panel.

After observing for a moment, Jiang Liu's heart stirred slightly and he silently called up the panel. Soon, the character panel of the white-robed monk manifested in front of Jiang Liu.

ID: Liaokong (Blue)

Gender: Male.

Profession: Monk.

Level: 72.

Equipment: …

"Liaokong? I've never heard of this name before!" Jiang Liu muttered to himself in surprise as he looked at the character panel before him.

Moreover, level 72 is typically a Taiyi True Immortal's Cultivation Level, right? In the Buddhist Sect, it would be enough to qualify as a Bodhisattva.

But in the original Journey to the West, how is it that I don't remember such a person at all?

"Amitabha, the fellow monk aside, since you are here, why not come and sit for a while?" Just as Jiang Liu was studying the white-robed monk, the monk, who had already treated everyone at the entrance of the Local Deity Temple, called out to Jiang Liu.

Since the other party took the initiative to invite, Jiang Liu naturally had no intention of refusing.

He approached the entrance of the Local Deity Temple and dismounted from the White Dragon Horse.

"Hello, I didn't expect to encounter a member of the Buddhist Sect with ten Scar of Precepts in this small place of Wowo Village; it's truly astonishing!" Jiang Liu said as he glanced at the ten Scars of Precepts on the monk's head, not trying to conceal them with a Monk Hat.

"You find it surprising to see a member of the Buddhist Sect with ten Scar of Precepts in Wowo Village? In my view, it should be even more astonishing to see you, a member of the Buddhist Sect with twelve Scar of Precepts, right?" The white-robed monk replied with a slight smile after hearing Jiang Liu's words.

"Eh? When he puts it that way, it's indeed not strange!"

Thinking it over, Jiang Liu nodded silently to himself.

His own presence here with twelve Scar of Precepts wasn't something to be surprised about. So the appearance of this white-robed monk with ten Scar of Precepts was even less of a surprise, right?

Seeing Jiang Liu fully agree with his point, the white-robed monk continued, "The Buddhist Sect advocates for saving the suffering and the troubled, delivering all from worldly afflictions. Seeing this hardship in Wowo Village, it is only natural for me as a member of the Buddhist Sect to come here and offer a helping hand, wouldn't you agree?"

"Your noble intent is admirable!"

Regardless of whether what the white-robed monk said was true or false, at least his act of providing free healing while sitting there was indeed a good deed. Jiang Liu nodded in agreement.

The white-robed monk had addressed him as a senior brother, giving him ample respect, and Jiang Liu naturally didn't presume to call the other a junior brother in turn.

"By the way, how do you know I have twelve Scar of Precepts?" The atmosphere between them appeared amicable, and soon after, Jiang Liu proceeded to ask.

"Amitabha, as a member of the Buddhist Sect, I pay close attention to the affairs of my Sect. A high monk from the Great Tang in the Eastern Land has taken the arduous journey to the Great Thunder Monastery of the Western Heaven to revere the Buddha and seek scriptures. If I did not know about this, wouldn't I be unworthy of calling myself a Buddhist disciple?" Liaokong replied with a gentle smile.

"Hmm, that's true. A being of level 72 knowing about the Scripture Seeking Journey and recognizing me wouldn't be strange at all!" Jiang Liu silently nodded at Liaokong's words.

"By the way, Brother Liaokong, do you know the cause of the drought in Wowo Village?"

After exchanging pleasantries and becoming somewhat acquainted, Jiang Liu directly addressed Liaokong with a question.

"That, I do not know. I only saw that because of the drought, many in Wowo Village have died from the heat, and the people cannot sustain their livelihoods. I've come here just to offer any humble assistance I can!" In response to Jiang Liu's inquiry, Liaokong shook his head, indicating he truly did not understand the situation.

"Really don't know? A level 72 existence actually doesn't know why Wowo Village is suffering from drought?" Jiang Liu wondered inwardly, finding it unlikely upon Liaokong's reply.

But then again, on second thought, it seemed there was no reason for Liaokong to deceive him.

"Wukong, summon the local deity of this place, and find out what's going on!"

Since Liaokong claimed ignorance, Jiang Liu naturally decided to inquire further with the local deity himself.