Canonical Classics ← 第五回
第五回
luànpántáoshèngtōudān
fǎntiāngōngzhūshénzhuōguài

Wreaking Havoc at the Peach Festival, the Great Sage Steals the Elixir · In Revolt against the Heavenly Palace, the Host of Gods Seize the Fiend

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日落收兵 Battle to dusk; the cloned host

zhèchángchénshízhènhùnshādàoluò西shānjiǎoguǐwángshíèrdòngyāoguàijǐnbèizhòngtiānshénzhuōlezhǐzǒulejiànjiàngqúnhóushēncángzàishuǐliándòngzhèshèngtiáobàngzhùletiānshéntuōzhātàizàibànkōngzhōngshāgōuduōshíshèngjiàntiānjiāngwǎnháomáodiūzàikǒuzhōngjuésuìlepēnjiāngchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」jiùbiànleqiānbǎishèngdōu使shǐdeshìjīnbàng退tuìlezhātàizhànbàiletiānwángzhèchángchénshízhènhùnshādàoluò西shānjiǎoguǐwángshíèrdòngyāoguàijǐnbèizhòngtiānshénzhuōlezhǐzǒulejiànjiàngqúnhóushēncángzàishuǐliándòngzhèshèngtiáobàngzhùletiānshéntuōzhātàizàibànkōngzhōngshāgōuduōshíshèngjiàntiānjiāngwǎnháomáodiūzàikǒuzhōngjuésuìlepēnjiāngchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」jiùbiànleqiānbǎishèngdōu使shǐdeshìjīnbàng退tuìlezhātàizhànbàiletiānwáng


逐句解 Line by line

zhèchángchénshízhènhùnshādàoluò西shān zhèchángchénshízhènhùnshādàoluò西shān

This battle, with ranks drawn up from the hour of the Dragon, raged in confusion until the sun set behind the western hills.

辰時: the double-hour of the Dragon, roughly 7–9 a.m. — the battle has run all day.

jiǎoguǐwángshíèrdòngyāoguàijǐnbèizhòngtiānshénzhuōle jiǎoguǐwángshíèrdòngyāoguàijǐnbèizhòngtiānshénzhuōle

The One-Horned Demon King and the fiends of the seventy-two caves were all taken captive by the host of gods.

zhǐzǒulejiànjiàngqúnhóushēncángzàishuǐliándòng zhǐzǒulejiànjiàngqúnhóushēncángzàishuǐliándòng

Only the Four Stalwart Generals and the band of monkeys escaped, hiding deep at the bottom of the Water-Curtain Cave.

zhèshèngtiáobàngzhùletiānshéntuōzhātàizàibànkōngzhōngshāgōuduōshíshèngjiàntiānjiāngwǎnháomáodiūzàikǒuzhōngjuésuìlepēnjiāngchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」 zhèshèngtiáobàngzhùletiānshéntuōzhātàizàibànkōngzhōngshāgōuduōshíshèngjiàntiānjiāngwǎnháomáodiūzàikǒuzhōngjuésuìlepēnjiāngchūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」

This Great Sage, with his one cudgel, held off the Four Great Gods, Li the Pagoda-bearer, and Prince Nezha, all in mid-air. When he had fought a good while and saw the day growing late, the Great Sage plucked a handful of hairs, threw them into his mouth, chewed them to bits, spat them out, and cried: 'Change!'

jiùbiànleqiānbǎishèngdōu使shǐdeshìjīnbàng退tuìlezhātàizhànbàiletiānwáng jiùbiànleqiānbǎishèngdōu使shǐdeshìjīnbàng退tuìlezhātàizhànbàiletiānwáng

They turned into a thousand, a hundred Great Sages, all wielding gold-banded cudgels, who beat back Prince Nezha and routed the five Heavenly Kings.


總評 Commentary

Dusk brings the first real reckoning: the One-Horned Demon King and all seventy-two cave-kings are taken, and only the Four Stalwart Generals and the monkeys survive, hidden deep in the Water-Curtain Cave. The 心猿’s followers — the energies it had gathered to itself — are scattered and captured, and the mind is left essentially alone against the massed cosmos. This is the turning the whole siege has driven toward: defiance has cost Monkey everything but himself.

His answer is the 分身法 — plucking his hairs to spawn "a thousand, a hundred Great Sages" who beat back Nezha and the five Kings. The trick is pure self-multiplication: facing an army, the mind replies by becoming an army of itself. In the inner-alchemical reading this is the 心猿’s signature evasion — not transformation into something higher but proliferation of the same, the unrefined self answering every challenge by making more of itself. It buys the day but resolves nothing; the cloned legions are still only Monkey, and the next passage opens on the cost.