Chapter 14 Haotian Stood Up

Guanyin drove the auspicious clouds in panic and returned to Lingshan immediately.

Countless Bodhisattvas looked at him with resentment, and the Buddhist monk who had been training him for hundreds of years died suddenly at his hands.

However, due to his low cultivation level, he could only hide this grievance in his heart. Countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats could only cast indignant looks.

Seeing Guanyin return to Lingshan Hall, they all turned away and didn't even say hello.

In the past, Guanyin, with his small belly and chicken intestines, would definitely discuss with him what Mahayana Buddhism is.

"Guanyin! Do you know your sin?"

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he was sternly questioned by the ancient Buddha Deng Deng, which was like a sharp sword hitting Guanyin's soul.

The pressure belonging to the pinnacle of quasi-sage made it difficult for Guanyin to move at all.

In the early stage of Quasi-Sainthood, to face the veteran strong men at the peak of Quasi-Sainthood? Isn't this courting death? The other party is the most mysterious among the great Buddhas in Lingshan.

In the past, the Tathagata would have to call out "Deng Deng Ancient Buddha" even if he was facing a burning lamp.

When he was conferring the gods to measure the calamity, when he was still the real person of Chanjiao Cihang, the opponent was the deputy leader of Chanjiao, and his cultivation level was at the pinnacle of quasi-sage.

Facing this ancient Buddha, Guanyin really has no temper. He has been bullied by him since he was teaching. Now that he is caught by the other party, wouldn't he have to peel off his skin?

"Reporting to the ancient Buddha, it was my lack of discipline that caused the boy to accidentally kill the golden cicada. Guanyin is willing to take the blame."

"But now, the most important thing is to go to the underworld to fish out Jin Chanzi's soul."

When Ran Deng heard the words, he snorted coldly, with endless power, the suppressed Lingshan was shaken.

"Do you know how much merit it cost to have a body of merit in ten lives?"

"When Jin Chanzi entered the underworld, how could it be that you just fished it out as you asked?"

What's more, now that the calamity is about to begin, at this critical moment, if the Buddhist scripture seeker dies, won't Lingshan become a joke to the entire ancient world?

He glanced coldly at the trembling Guanyin. This person was a coward in explaining his teachings. In order to achieve his goal, he had slandered him in front of Yuan Yuan more than once.

He even said in front of Yuan Yuan more than once that he was rebellious. Now that he has made such a big mistake, he must be punished.

For his own selfish reasons, he beat Jin Chanzi to death and then shamelessly passed it on to the boy?

Such a big lie can be used to deceive other Buddhas, but how can it deceive him into lighting a lamp?

"I realize my mistake. I am willing to go to the underworld in person. I will definitely bring Jin Chanzi's soul back."

Ran Deng was quite satisfied with Guanyin's attitude, but this was not the result he wanted.

"Well, that's good. You can go to the underworld and pass this sutra to Ksitigarbha."

Ran Deng took out a simple scripture, and the endless gray atmosphere filled the air. Fortunately, Guanyin also came to the Tao and accepted it instantly.

Although he was confused, he didn't show it.

"Disciple obeys the order and will definitely bring it."

After saying that, Guanyin spoke again.

"I want to fish out the soul, but I still need Taishang Laojun's Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill. I hope the ancient Buddha can help me get one. This disciple will definitely be grateful."

As an ancient power, Ran Deng was a figure of the same era as the Three Qing dynasties.

Before Sanqing became a saint, their relationship was extremely good, so he had to let him go with the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill.

This was the reason why he rushed back to Lingshan as soon as possible. After ten lifetimes of merit, the underworld did not dare to let him reincarnate easily.

"Well, this is a bit difficult to handle."

"But that boy of yours is so bold. It's so hard to keep your eyes peeled when you look for him later."

The figure of Ran Deng slowly disappeared from the main hall, but the words he left behind made Guanyin breathe a sigh of relief.

"Disciple obeys the order."

Guanyin was relieved. Ran Deng apparently let her go and admitted that the boy accidentally killed Jin Chanzi.

He took a deep breath, glanced at everyone, and spoke indifferently.

"You all perform your duties, and those who participate in measuring the calamity must not be careless."

After saying that, without waiting for the Buddhas to respond, he rode the auspicious clouds straight to Luojia Mountain, took enough treasures and went straight to the underworld.

If it were a mortal, just fish out the soul and put it into the body.

Jin Chanzi is different. If he wants to be completely resurrected, he still needs the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill and many heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

The golden cicada cultivated by the Buddhas in Lingshan with endless merit and virtue has gathered countless causes and effects into one body. The causes and effects involved are too great, otherwise it would not have been possible to cultivate a body of virtue in ten lifetimes.

Everyone in Lingshan suddenly became distressed because of Jin Chanzi's death.

After inquiring, I found out that it was the Guanyin boy who had killed him. They gathered one after another and went to Luojia Mountain to get an explanation from the other party.

How much merit have they invested over hundreds of years? If there’s not one hundred thousand, then it’s only eighty thousand, right?

Was he just handed over to Huo Huo by the other party like this? Who can bear this?

But on the other side, there is the Lingxiao Palace above the sky.

The Jade Emperor was sitting on the dragon chair, holding a wine glass and looking at the many immortals, Buddhas, demons and ghosts in the audience. When he looked at the Tathagata whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he felt indescribably happy.

The two of you have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and this is the first time you have seen each other feel so aggrieved.

This wave was one of being stabbed in the back by one of your own, without any mercy and covered in blood.

Being humiliated in front of the sentient beings in the three realms was undoubtedly more uncomfortable than killing him for Duobao, who wanted to lose face.

But no one dares to touch Tathagata at this time. Who doesn't know that the other party is on the verge of breaking out?

"Ahem!"

Seeing that the time is almost up, everything that should come has come.

Those who don't come will probably never come back. It's just a pity that no saint came. It seems that they still don't take him as a great deity in their eyes.

Supervising the three realms for the Taoist ancestors and controlling thousands of creatures in the wild, it stands to reason that saints are also within his jurisdiction.

However, he was not strong enough, and had power but no power.

"Hmph! Wait for you to enjoy yourself for a while! When I break through, I will be the first to attack you!"

Seeing Tathagata staring at him with a gloomy face, Haotian seemed even happier, but he snorted in his heart with disdain.

After coughing a few times, the immortals and Buddhas stopped talking, and they knew that the show was about to begin.

"For the stability of the Three Realms and to better monitor the Three Realms, I have decided to abolish the old heavenly rules."

People were also excited when they heard this. This was to change the heavenly rules, which was equivalent to slapping themselves in the face.

Although they were a little confused, they still listened attentively.

"First!"

"Immortals and mortals cannot be combined. I think this is unreasonable."

"Mortals also have great perseverance and great intelligence. If I can't tolerate mortals, how can I treat the three realms of the prehistoric world equally?"

Countless immortals knelt down and shouted that Your Majesty was wise.

This was related to their own interests. When the time came, they would not have to sneak around in the lower world.

Being able to leave his own tradition in the lower world, isn't this a lot of faith merit?

"The second point is to abolish the rule that mortals cannot cultivate immortals without reincarnation for ten lifetimes. This is unfair to mortals."

They are also recognized by heaven and earth. Strictly speaking, they are also part of the prehistoric creatures and should be protected by heaven.

Haotian ignored the immortals who were whispering to each other and looked at them seriously.

He spoke indifferently, and his cold tone permeated the entire Lingxiao Palace.

"I have withdrawn from the Journey to the West, but it does not mean that I have given up the mortal world. They are also my people. There is a difference between immortals and mortals. I will set up an inspector soon to travel around the mortal world."

"If you are found to be relying on your own cultivation to oppress mortals, I will punish you severely."

"No matter which force you come from, no matter who is behind you!"

The serious expression and cold tone made the atmosphere of Lingxiao Palace become extremely solemn for a while.

At this moment, an idea came to the minds of the immortals, that is, the puppet Haotian has become stronger today, no longer constrained in every way, and no longer has to compromise.