chsdbacks Chapter 66 I Will Not Obtain This Sutra! Guanyin is Rejected, and the Heavenly Court Begins to Lag A
Chapter 66 I Will Not Obtain This Sutra! Guanyin is Rejected, and the Heavenly Court Begins to Lag A
Tang Sanzang stood by the vegetable garden.
Looking at those rows of lush green cabbages.
Pigsy stood beside him, carrying a rake, rubbing his hands together, a hint of unease on his chubby face.
"Master, do you think these vegetables look alright?"
"Alright," Tang Sanzang nodded.
"It's such a waste of water," Pigsy muttered. "Brother Sha has to fetch more than a dozen buckets of water from the river every day."
Sha Wujing was walking over from a distance carrying buckets of water. He put down the buckets, picked up a gourd ladle, and began to water the plants.
The movements are skillful.
It's even more stable than when I was wielding the Demon-Slaying Staff.
Tang Sanzang walked over and squatted down.
He reached out and grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground.
Yes, the soil was loose and had a strong, earthy smell.
This is living soil.
It was soil that had been painstakingly turned over and nurtured.
Tang Sanzang loosened the soil and clapped his hands.
He stood up and turned to look at Pigsy and Sandy.
"Bajie".
"Oh, Master!"
"You used to be a marshal in the heavens, commanding 80,000 naval troops in the Milky Way."
"Yes."
"Wujing used to be the Curtain-Rolling General, who rolled up the curtains for the Jade Emperor."
Sha Wujing stopped watering the plants and bowed his head in response.
"Were you at ease back then?" Tang Sanzang asked.
Pigsy was stunned.
Sha Wujing was also stunned.
Does it feel reassuring?
Being with the emperor every day is like walking on thin ice; I'm terrified of making a wrong step or saying the wrong word.
Sure enough, things went wrong. One was banished to the mortal realm and reincarnated as a pig, while the other suffered the torment of being pierced by ten thousand swords every seven days.
Nowhere is there a more secure life than now.
Pigsy shook his head.
"I feel uneasy."
"And now?" Tang Sanzang asked, looking at the vegetable patch.
"Now I feel at ease," Pigsy grinned. "As long as I take good care of this land, I'll have a hot meal every day. I don't have to worry about anyone else's opinion."
Tang Sanzang nodded.
I didn't ask any more questions.
He got it.
He turned around and walked back into the courtyard.
Lu Chen was still sitting on the stone stool at the entrance of the courtyard.
He was holding a twig in his hand, idly scratching it on the ground.
Tang Sanzang walked over and sat down on another empty stone stool opposite Lu Chen.
Lu Chen stopped holding the branch and looked up at him.
"Finished watching?"
"I've finished reading." Tang Sanzang placed his hands on his knees, his back straight.
"Is there anything you want to say?" Lu Chen asked.
"This humble monk would like to ask you a question," Tang Sanzang said, looking into Lu Chen's eyes.
"ask."
"What do you think is the purpose of this humble monk's journey to the Western Paradise to obtain the scriptures?"
Lu Chen threw the branch in his hand aside.
He patted the dust off his hands.
"In order to complete the mission."
Lu Chen gave these six words.
Tang Sanzang's eyes flickered.
"For Buddhism to expand eastward, it needs a pretext, and it needs someone to complete the entire process." Lu Chen leaned against the earthen wall behind him. "You are that person who completes the process. Once you've finished, Buddhism's goal will be achieved, and you too can become a Buddha or an ancestor."
Tang Sanzang lowered his head.
There was a long silence.
A gust of wind blew into the yard, carrying a fallen leaf that swirled around their feet.
"You have a clear understanding."
Tang Sanzang sighed.
"This humble monk has cultivated Buddhism for ten lifetimes. I grew up in Jinshan Temple and have spent half my life reciting scriptures. Guanyin Bodhisattva asked this humble monk to retrieve the scriptures, saying that it could save people from suffering."
"This humble monk believes."
"But what have I seen along this journey?"
Tang Sanzang spoke a little faster and raised his voice a little.
"I saw a monster eating people."
"I saw a deity's mount descending to earth and causing chaos."
"I saw the Bodhisattva's attendant become king of the mountain."
"After they had eaten and drunk their fill, when my disciple came knocking on the door, a deity descended from heaven, uttered the word 'you beast,' and took them back."
"What about the mortals who were eaten?"
Tang Sanzang raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.
"Who converted them?"
Lu Chen looked at Tang Sanzang.
He suddenly realized that the monk in front of him was quite different from the pedantic and weak Tang Sanzang described in the book.
Perhaps they were never meant to be different.
After experiencing so many messy things, anyone who isn't blind can see how disgusting this pilgrimage game is.
"So?" Lu Chen asked.
"That's why this humble monk feels tired." Tang Sanzang looked at the busy people in the courtyard.
Princess Iron Fan is chopping vegetables. Jade Rabbit is washing dishes. Red Boy is helping to carry firewood.
"This humble monk does not wish to retrieve this scripture."
Tang Sanzang said this very softly.
But to Lu Chen, it carried more weight than 100,000 heavenly soldiers.
The pilgrims went on strike.
What is this?
Chapter 66: I Will Not Obtain This Sutra! Guanyin is Rejected, and the Heavenly Court Begins to Lag Away! A Surprise Awaits, Click to Unlock Now.
Cut off the fuel supply at the source?
"Have you thought this through?" Lu Chen looked at him. "If you don't go, the Buddhist sect won't let you off the hook."
"I've thought it through." Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together. "This humble monk wishes to stay with you for a few days. Is that convenient for you?"
Lu Chen stared at Tang Seng for two seconds.
Then he laughed.
"convenient."
"However, I don't support idlers here. You have to work to eat."
"This humble monk knows how to sweep the floor," Tang Sanzang said earnestly.
"Okay. You can sweep the yard." Lu Chen stood up, patted his trouser leg, and said, "Dinner is all you can eat."
Tang Sanzang closed his eyes.
He recited "Amitabha Buddha".
This time, however, his tone was relaxed, not heavy.
……
Western sky.
Lingshan.
Great Thunder Temple.
Guanyin Bodhisattva stood in the center of the main hall, holding the pure glass bottle in her hand steadily.
But she didn't look well.
The Five Directions Protectors knelt before her, trembling like leaves in the autumn wind.
"Bodhisattva..." The Golden-Headed Jiedi kowtowed, his voice trembling.
"Where did it go?"
"They went into that Wuwu Manor." Golden-Headed Jiedi swallowed hard. "They led the White Dragon Horse in. They ate a bowl of vegetarian noodles, and then... and then they helped Pigsy water the vegetables."
The air in the hall seemed to freeze instantly.
The Buddha, who was sitting on the lotus platform, suddenly opened his eyes, which had been half-closed.
The willow branch in Guanyin's hand swayed slightly.
A drop of sweet dew fell and landed on the gold brick, making a crisp sound.
"To pour over the vegetables?"
Guanyin's voice changed.
"Yes..." Jin Tou Jie Di didn't dare to raise his head. "He even picked up a broom and started sweeping the yard. Sun Wukong and the others just watched from the side without stopping him."
Did the pilgrims stumble into a den of thieves?
He even took on odd jobs?
It's like you're going to suppress bandits, but the commander-in-chief ends up working as a cook in the bandits' den.
This is like throwing the face of the entire Lingshan Mountain on the ground and trampling it!
"Buddha." Guanyin turned around and faced Tathagata.
The Buddha's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.
"Bodhisattva, this matter cannot wait any longer," the Buddha said slowly, his voice echoing in the hall.
"The journey to the West is a matter of great importance to the fate of Buddhism. Now that the pilgrims are trapped, what's happening in Heaven?"
Guanyin lowered her head.
"Reporting to Buddha, the Heavenly Court has made no move these past few days. Li Jing lost the pagoda, but the Jade Emperor has not issued an edict to punish Lu Chen."
The Buddha gave a cold laugh.
"The Jade Emperor is laughing at us."
The Taoist sect and the Heavenly Court were never happy about the Journey to the West.
We are all deities, so why is it that your Buddhist sect is thriving and stealing our incense offerings?
The initial agreement was reached because the Buddhist community promised benefits, resulting in an exchange of interests between everyone.
Now that Buddhism has encountered a tough opponent, the Heavenly Court is eager to kick them while they're down.
"Go to the Heavenly Court," Buddha said, looking at Guanyin.
"Go see the Jade Emperor. Tell him that the Five Five Mountain Villa has gathered a group to rebel, not only obstructing the journey to the West but also threatening the safety of the Three Realms. Request that the Heavenly Court send troops to assist Buddhism in subduing the demon."
The Buddha's plan was very shrewd.
They labeled Lu Chen as "treason" and dragged the Heavenly Court into the mess.
Don't you Heavenly Court enjoy watching plays? I'll move the stage to your Lingxiao Palace.
"Follow the law."
Guanyin nodded, and a lotus flower bloomed beneath her feet. She flew directly out of the Great Thunderclap Temple and headed straight for the Ninth Heaven.
Half an hour later.
South Heaven Gate.
Guanyin descended from the clouds, preparing to go inside.
Several gleaming weapons were crossed and blocked in front of her.
The Four Heavenly Kings blocked their way.
Mo Liqing cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his face displaying a formulaic politeness.
"Please wait, Bodhisattva."
Guanyin frowned.
"I have received the Buddha's decree and have important matters to discuss with the Jade Emperor."
"What a coincidence," Mo Liqing sighed, looking regretful.
"The Jade Emperor caught a cold yesterday and went into seclusion to recuperate."
Guanyin was stunned.
Have you caught a cold?
The dignified ruler of the Three Realms, the one who commands all gods, can catch a cold?!
This excuse is so poorly made that it lacks even the slightest sincerity.
"What about Venus?" Guanyin suppressed her anger.
"Jin Xing went fishing in the East China Sea," Mo Lihai replied.
"Where is Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King?"
"Li Tianwang was depressed after losing his magic weapon and took sick leave."
The Four Heavenly Kings, one after another, managed to completely smear the Heavenly Court's higher-ups.
Guanyin stands outside the South Heavenly Gate.
Looking at the tightly closed jade gate.
She got it.
The Heavenly Court has started to stagnate.
Moreover, they displayed it openly and blatantly, with a sense of self-righteousness.
The signal coming from behind that door was very clear:
Your Buddhist community created this trouble yourselves, so solve it yourselves! We're not going to serve you anymore!
We have all the fantasy novel genres you like. Welcome to visit our site.