Chapter 8: The World in Journey to the West
"This page of golden paper must be the original manuscript of Journey to the West transformed into a world! This world has been found, but how should I refine it? Should I infuse my blood like refining magical artifacts and treasures?" The page of golden paper was summoned from the sea of consciousness, and the divine thought born in Sun Tao's mind had consumed more than half of his energy. His entire head was dizzy. Sun Tao shook his head, casting aside the distracting thoughts, and gazed at the golden paper in his hand that emitted dazzling golden light, thin and delicate as a cicada's wing, muttering to himself.
When it comes to refining and tempering artifacts, the common method is to drip blood to acknowledge ownership. One would drip their blood onto the artifact, establish a connection with it, and then store it in their body for warmth. However, this thin golden paper was different from the method of acknowledging ownership that Sun Tao remembered. This golden paper remained in Sun Tao's sea of consciousness, incomparable to those ordinary artifacts. This made Sun Tao somewhat uncertain. Without anyone to guide him, he had to rely on himself to explore and experiment. With great effort, Sun Tao stretched out his hand to grab the golden paper above his head, enduring the piercing pain that shot through his spine. He gritted his teeth, bit open his index finger, and a drop of crimson blood fell onto the glittering golden paper. Whether or not he would succeed in acknowledging ownership depended on this attempt!
All of a sudden, there was a "whooshing" sound, and the dark red, thick blood flowed into the golden paper, disappearing in the blink of an eye, as if it had evaporated into thin air. In that instant, Sun Tao felt a faint, almost imperceptible connection to the golden paper in his hand, as if it were a part of his own body, inseparable from him.
Blood oath, Sun Tuo had a certain connection with the golden paper, at this moment, an idea suddenly flashed in Sun Tuo's mind, as long as he thought of it, the golden paper in his hand would return to his sea of consciousness.
Sun Tuo thought of it and did it, closing his eyes tightly, thinking that the golden paper would quickly return to the sea of consciousness. As soon as this idea occurred to Sun Tuo, the page of golden paper in his hand turned into a golden light that shot into his brow. During this time, Sun Tuo didn't feel any pain at all, and the divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness hadn't consumed much either.
That golden light was shining brightly, rippling with endless divine aura. The thin, delicate golden paper had just touched Sun Tao's brow when a deafening crash suddenly resounded in his mind sea, and before he could even investigate what was happening, a massive explosion occurred in his brain, leaving him dazed and disoriented from the very start.
The originally chaotic sea of consciousness was suddenly filled with thunder and lightning, dark clouds covering the top. Sun Tao's spirit had long been wandering outside his body, floating aimlessly. Sun Tao felt as if he had appeared in a strange world, with an inexplicable and indescribable flavor. This world seemed to be the same as the one mentioned in "The Summoning West Journey Treasure", the world of Journey to the West.
The turquoise waves undulated, generating massive tidal waves that suddenly imprinted on Sun Tao's mind. The scene flashed again, and Sun Tao's mind arrived at a solitary island standing in the vast ocean. Endless seawater surged from the horizon, followed by repeated pounding against the island's coastline, splashing giant waves into the air, accompanied by deafening roars as the towering waves receded back into the boundless sea.
In the East Sea, towering peaks rise high, with red cliffs and strange rocks, steep walls and wondrous summits, a majestic sight. On the red cliff, colorful phoenixes sing in pairs, on the precipice, a qilin lies alone, on the peak, one occasionally hears the cry of the brocade chicken, in the stone cave, one often sees dragons entering and exiting. In the forest, there are deer and fox spirits, on the trees, there are divine birds and black cranes. Rare grasses and flowers never wither, green pines and cypresses remain forever green. Divine peaches constantly bear fruit, bamboo shoots grow in profusion, fragrant grass surrounds all four sides. In the center, a column supporting the sky rises up, an unshakeable root of the great earth for ten thousand kalpas.
"In the midst of the isolated island, a gigantic stone stood tall, measuring three zhang six chi five cun in height and two zhang four chi in circumference. On this massive stone were nine apertures and eight holes. Wasn't this the very Five-Colored Divine Stone on the blessed land of Flower-Fruit Mountain in Journey to the West that gave birth to Sun Wukong?
Sun Tao's mind was constantly changing, as one after another, magnificent and majestic scenery unfolded before his eyes. These breathtaking scenes were so familiar, and Sun Tao realized that what he was seeing now was exactly what he had read about in Journey to the West - the Flower-Fruit Mountain, where the gigantic stone stood upright, giving birth to the divine stone that nurtured Sun Wukong. He couldn't help but mutter to himself."
"Rumble!"
As soon as Sun Wukong's muttering voice fell, a loud rumbling sound was heard, and the stone blocks flew out. A lean figure burst into the sky, and the five-colored divine stone standing on the mountain top suddenly exploded. Born of heaven and earth, nurtured by the essence of the sun and moon, Sun Wukong broke out of the stone!
In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong bursts out of the stone, and Sun Tao feels a surge of immense power coming. He wants to see what happens next after Sun Wukong bursts out of the stone, but before he can look at the next scene, he is suddenly propelled out of this familiar yet strange world of Journey to the West by that powerful force.
"What's going on, the flower face I saw earlier was actually the world of Journey to the West. But how did I get ejected from that strange world by a powerful force?" Sun Wukong's spirit was ejected from the world of Journey to the West, and his spirit woke up in darkness, recalling the magnificent and breathtaking world he had seen earlier. He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Heavens! What did I just see? I saw Sun Wukong bursting out of the stone! Is this the world of Journey to the West that I've cultivated?"
"In the world of Journey to the West, this is indeed the world of Journey to the West. If I have refined this world of Journey to the West, can't I summon the characters from it? As soon as Sun Tao's thoughts moved, the world that had disappeared earlier didn't really disappear, but was in the page of golden paper in the sea of consciousness. As long as Sun Tao's divine thought infused into that page of golden paper, he could see the magnificent and majestic world again. Seeing this scene, Sun Tao knew that he had successfully refined the world of Journey to the West, and suddenly muttered to himself with a thoughtful expression."
He successfully refined the Journey to the West world, Sun Tao's divine thought was in a page of golden paper that had been immersed in the sea of consciousness, and what he saw was still the endless ocean. Then, he saw the Flower Fruit Mountain paradise, where the flowers were fragrant, the bamboo was lush, the fruits were ripe, and the green grass was shaded. A group of monkeys were playing in the forest, jumping and frolicking in the wild grass. Sun Tao couldn't bear to look at this scene anymore, his divine thought in the sea of consciousness was being rapidly consumed, and he couldn't see what would happen next. Just like last time, when he saw the monkeys playing in the forest, Sun Tao's divine thought was suddenly ejected from the Journey to the West world by a powerful force.
Forced to be excluded by the power of the world in the Journey to the West, Sun Tao knew that his strength was not enough and he couldn't see far enough. To see more scenery in the Journey to the West, his divine sense must reach a certain intensity, otherwise, even if he enters the Journey to the West again, he will still be excluded by that power of the world.
