Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 283 Collective Peaches
Did Sanzang and Leiyin Shengzhu start fighting?
When Huang Wansan came to report this news, Jiang Chen's first reaction was disbelief!

Who is Sanzang?

The mainstay of the western forces, it could even be said that, apart from the Thunder Sound Saint Lord, the Three Burials are the most renowned and powerful.

How could they possibly fight?
"Um, I heard it's for a little girl."

"little girl?"

This made Jiang Chen even more confused.

Two revered Buddhist monks got into a fight over a little girl?

Wearing a brocade kasaya, holding a purple-gold alms bowl in his left hand and a nine-ringed tin staff in his right, Sanzang stood in mid-air.

Behind him were countless monks of the Fanyin Temple who had died or been injured.

And opposite him.

Then there are all the Buddhas in the sky!

However, upon closer inspection, the other side also suffered considerable casualties.

By this time, they had been fighting for several days.

In the center, the Holy Lord of Thunder Sound sat high on a lotus platform, a compassionate smile on his face.

"Three burials, and turning back is the shore."

"Go back to your mother's house!"

"What happened back then."

"Back then, I only regretted not doing it to your mother!"

"actually."

"Actually, I just want to fuck you right now!"

All Buddhas:
Why did Sanzang suddenly go crazy?

They keep calling me "Mom".

That was incredibly vulgar!

The two sides remain in a standoff.

Without revealing his true strength, the Thunder Sound Saint Master was indeed somewhat unable to defeat Sanzang, who possessed three important Buddhist artifacts.

The brocade robe can greatly reduce the harm that Buddhism brings to him.

The purple-gold alms bowl contains immeasurable Buddhist energy and merit. In a sense, the three burials are equivalent to an infinite blue bar.

The Nine-Ringed Staff is invincible in terms of killing power, making it a top-tier Buddhist treasure whether in one-on-one combat or group battles.

Let's say that.

Sanzang is equivalent to Taixu Sword Master. As a reclusive family, you can't assume that he is no match for the Holy Lord just because he is not.

There may be differences, but they are definitely not as exaggerated as you might imagine.

And
Lei Yin Saint Master glanced back with a slightly cold expression.

He had seen all of the Buddhas who had just gone through the motions without putting in any effort.
The first to be affected were the 36 eminent monks of Sande who were among the first to use mobile phones, the ones who had worked with him to predict the great calamity.

The earliest high monks to have access to mobile phones were clearly the most powerful, but their actions were extremely weak and powerless!

Unable to bear it any longer, the Thunder Sound Saint Lord finally spoke up:
"You're actors, right?"

The Buddhas remained silent, pretending that the "you" spoken by the Holy Lord did not include themselves.

"I'm talking about you guys. As my most capable lieutenants, do I really have to call you all out by name?"

Only when he felt a little embarrassed by the Holy Lord's constant stare did San De finally speak up to explain:
“Amitabha, Holy Lord, as the saying goes, monks should be compassionate. If we can reason with each other, let’s not resort to violence.”

The Venerable Monk Wuwang immediately continued:
"We have known the Three Burials for thousands of years, how could we bring ourselves to do such a cruel thing?"

Zen Master Zhenyu, still holding his prayer beads, also spoke:

"We all share the same roots and origins, Holy Lord, there's no need for you to completely break ties with Sanzang, is there?"

Holy Lord of Thunder Sound: ???
Did I use such ruthless methods?
Did I tear off my mask?
How did you describe me as an abuser?

I was eating hotpot and singing songs in this holy land, completely unaware of what was going on.

Sanzang, holding up his nine-ringed staff, yelled "Awooo!" and smacked himself on the head.

I couldn't react at all!

He showed no mercy; even though he had achieved the perfected Golden Body, he was still forced to use a life-saving treasure.

Looking back now, I still feel a chill.

My head still felt like it was buzzing.

As for reasoning?

Ha ha
Sanzang keeps talking about "Mom," how can that be explained?
It's not just these sects.

Even in his own Thunder Sound Holy Land, someone is staging a drama!

The entire western region seemed to have completely slipped out of his control, and these Buddhas were all outwardly friendly but inwardly distant from him.

How long have you been using a mobile phone?

We should have continued to keep the area closed off and prevented even a single phone from entering.
But then again, you'd be even worse off if you didn't use a phone.

If you remain stagnant in this era, the only path left for you will be elimination.

If you stretch out your head, it's a knife, if you shrink your head, it's also a knife.

The Holy Lord is suffering in his heart!

Many monks looked at Sanzang with questioning eyes.

You have to give a reason when you call out of the blue, right?
"Myolie!"

Xinger?

Apart from the Thunder Sound Saint Master, the other monks were all in a state of confusion.

Sanzang could only briefly recount his life before entering Buddhism.

That's it?

The monks remained silent.

Actually, what the Holy Lord did wasn't that bad, was it?
The Buddha's relics were removed at the little girl's own request, and in a way, the Holy Lord was doing her a favor.

However, wiping out the entire town was too ruthless for the Holy Lord; it's somewhat unreasonable.

The monk then looked at the Thunderclap Saint Lord, wanting to see what explanation he had.

At this moment, even the Thunder Sound Saint Lord felt incredibly wronged:
"Isn't this for everyone's benefit?"

"Who did I destroy the entire town for? Wasn't it to sever Sanzang's last ties to the mortal world? Did I gain a spirit stone from destroying the town?"

"On the contrary, if the townspeople don't die, they will all be my mining slaves, cattle and horses that can create economic value for me!"

In its original intent...

The Holy Lord was indeed doing this for the good of the Three Burials, even at the cost of wasting the "human resources" that originally belonged to him.

However, from the perspective of the Three Burials, it is a completely different matter.

Ultimately, the issue returned to the point that everyone least wanted to face.

Are there problems with their doctrines?
Perhaps the new doctrines promoted by Xu Jing are correct.

They advocated entering the secular world and broke all the Buddhist precepts.

Only those who have truly experienced it are qualified to judge whether their actions were right or wrong.

"Hey!"

The Holy Lord of Thunder sighed:

“Sanzang, I know you’re angry, but this has always been the case in the West. If you have to blame someone, blame the cell phone and the outside world for the huge impact they’ve had on our Buddhist hearts. Otherwise, the restrictions I placed in your heart would never have been broken.”

The three burials were conducted in silence.

A prayer to Buddha ripped open his long-buried memories.

At the same time, it shattered his Buddhist heart, and he realized that he could no longer accept traditional doctrines.

He gave a few bitter laughs.

Sanzang gave his three most precious treasures to the monks of Fanyin Temple.

"I no longer belong to the West."

"Abbot, you..."

"This place is inhumane."

After saying that last sentence.

Sanzang took a few steps and disappeared from the sight of the monks.

The third burial—the peaches of immortality!

This news was like a bombshell that swept through the entire Western sects.

Let's set aside the potential consequences.

Just as Sanzang left, Sande also seized the opportunity to decisively announce his departure from the west.

"Uncivilized!"

These are the three words he left behind when he departed.

"That's unreasonable!"

There was a divine monk serving the peaches.

"How rude!"

"You have no humanity!" "We're so unreasonable! If you don't want to live a good life, why can't we? We also want to eat hot pot and barbecue, and we also want to go for foot baths and karaoke."

"Exactly, look at their skyscrapers, and then look at us? A dilapidated town, endless yellow sand, rigid doctrines, tsk, I'm too lazy to even comment."

"gone."

"You're all leaving? Then I'm leaving too!"

"Fellow Daoist Wuchen, wait for me! Let's go have a meal together at that place earlier!"

"Hey? You two are eating alone? You should come together!"

"San Zang! San Zang, wait for us! Let's all go for a drink!"

The West is no longer the unified West it once was.

Stimulated by external cultures, the organization was already teetering on the brink of collapse. Sanzang's departure was merely a trigger, giving everyone a reason to leave.

Watching the monks leave.

He then glanced at the monks from the holy land beside him, who were itching to make a move.

The Holy Lord of Thunder sighed:

"What do you think?"

After hesitating for a moment, the monk spoke up, becoming more and more agitated as he spoke, and his words were filled with scorn for the West.

Not only are their material conditions and public facilities inferior, but even their inner spirit is inferior.

"Hey, you say everyone is equal, but we don't have equality at all in the Heavenly Demon Realm."

"Holy Lord, do you really think this place is good?"

"All we see here is sand."

"I actually thought there was nothing wrong with Gouba's theory that he suffers in this life and enjoys happiness in the next? Now it seems to be really damn outrageous."

"In the Heavenly Demon Realm, what isn't everything they eat, drink, wear, and use far ahead of the competition?"

"In fact, in the eyes of the cultivators in the Heavenly Demon Domain, we cultivators from the west are just local cultivators, uncultured savages who have never seen the world."

"Actually, we haven't really seen much of the world."

"I feel as if I can already smell the scent of civilization and freedom."

"To be honest, I'm quite insecure."

"Even though I am a high-ranking monk from the West, I feel that I am not as happy as washing dishes in the Heavenly Demon Realm."

"Nonsense, people say the air in the Heavenly Demon Realm is filled with the sweet scent of happiness."

"Actually, I wanted to leave too, but I've followed you for so long."

Even the Thunderclap Saint Lord sighed deeply upon hearing the end:
"Alright, you guys stay here. I'll go talk to Jiang Chen and ask him to help us with the development."

The Holy Lord of Thunder Sound knew perfectly well:

These monks were not stupid; how could they be completely unaware of the contrast between the dazzling outside world and the barrenness of the west?

If we take a hard line any further, we might end up giving everyone peaches.

I just don't know what terrifying price that President Wan San would require me to pay to be willing to help me.

"But everyone on Douyin says the CEO is a great person, dedicated to benefiting the entire Spiritual Continent. As a member of the Spiritual Continent, shouldn't he be a bit too ruthless, both morally and logically?"

After some careful consideration.

The Thunder Sound Saint Lord decided to find a local Buddhist cultivator from the Heavenly Demon Realm to take him to see the place.

Firstly, he wanted to see for himself whether the Heavenly Demon Realm was really as good as the rumors suggested.

Secondly, we need to find Jiang Chen and discuss a collaborative development plan with him.

"Hahaha, Holy Lord, it's been a long time."

Lei Yin Saint Lord was slightly stunned, and for a moment he did not recognize who the guy who got off the flying car was.

"Me? You've forgotten me after only a few decades?"

The Zen Master Wangyou took off his sunglasses and grinned.

"Fellow Daoist Forget-Worry?"

"It's me. You called me here, but you don't recognize me?"

em
Lei Yin Shengzhu found it really hard to reconcile the guy with the big gold chain and small watch in front of him with the Forget-Worry Zen Master from his memory.

"And why do you have hair? And this hairstyle is so strange. A monk should shave off all his hair."

hair?

The Forget-Worry Zen Master touched his dreadlocks and smiled smugly:
“Holy Lord, this is the current trend in our Heavenly Demon Realm. Also, you can’t just assume I’m not a monk because I have long hair.”

"Enough talk, come on, get in the car."

Lei Yin Shengzhu nodded. He knew about flying cars and such. He had never been to the West, but he had spent a lot of time on Douyin (TikTok).

However, he was still somewhat surprised by the ingenious design of the vehicle when he saw it in person for the first time.

It only takes a little bit of spirit stones to unleash such a high speed.

The reason is that the vehicle contains a variety of complex and intricate formations.

They not only do not affect each other, but cooperate with each other and operate in a very ingenious way.

Some formations
"Huh? It's actually a unique formation from the Divine Array Sect? I remember these were their closely guarded secrets!"

Fortunately, the Thunder Sound Saint Lord had some insight; otherwise, an ordinary person would not have been able to tell that the technique originated from the Divine Array Sect.

"The Divine Array Sect?"

The Zen Master Wangyou adjusted his sunglasses and said casually:
"No wonder others can't replicate the flying car. It turns out the core components are in the Divine Array Sect. Tsk, they're lucky. They must be making a killing by cooperating with the Wan San Group."

Don't you guys usually study these things?

"What's the point of studying these things? You'd be better off thinking about how to make money. Even if you figured it out, it wouldn't be of any use. Would you dare to copy it?"

"But."

"No buts, come on, have a Coke."

He opened the car's mini-fridge, took out a bottle of Coke, and handed it over.

"Smoking?"

"smoke."

"Then I'll open the sunroof. Be careful not to burn my leather sofa."

"it is good."

'patta~'

Lei Yin Shengzhu lit a cigarette, squinted, and took a deep drag.

Yo?
Looking in the rearview mirror, the Zen Master Wangyou, who was in the driver's seat, saw that the Holy Master Leiyin had actually drawn Liqun Fuchun Mountain Residence, and his heart immediately stirred slightly.

The accumulation of endless years.

The extent of the wealth accumulated by the Thunder Sound Saint Lord is probably known only to himself throughout the entire Spirit Qi Continent.

"Is Your Majesty uncomfortable?"

"Not really, it's just that I feel a bit uneasy."

"See that row of buttons next to you? They can be used to adjust the seat position, whether it's up, down, forward, or backward."

"Oh?"

After some adjustments, the Thunder Sound Saint Lord also found a massage chair.

Seeing the Thunderclap Saint Lord looking around like a country bumpkin, Zen Master Wangyou chuckled.

"Wangyou, you know what? This flying car is really nice. I want to buy one too."

Enjoying the massage in the chair while watching the scenery rush by outside the window, plus a sip of cola and a puff of cigarette.

It really brought a unique feeling to my heart.

This was a feeling he had never experienced in the West.

The Thunder Sound Saint Lord, who had not slept for thousands of years, actually wanted to take a nap.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, he was drawn to a piece of music with a great rhythm.

I immediately traveled beyond a thousand mountains, listening to the wind singing celestial melodies.

Time may have changed things, but my heart remains at peace!

Where did that sound come from?

"Car music? This is a song by Phoenix Legend? Seriously, you don't even know Phoenix Legend?"

"I don't know."

Zen Master Wangyou glanced at the Holy Lord, puzzled.
"Although you Westerners are backward, haven't you said that mobile phones are gradually becoming more and more common?"

"It has become widespread."

"Don't you listen to QQ Music?"

Lei Yin Shengzhu shook his head, indicating that he usually only uses Douyin (TikTok).

"You should be able to see Phoenix Legend when you're scrolling through Douyin, right? They've recently become incredibly popular online. What's wrong with you on Douyin? Let me see what's going on?"

No sooner had Wangyou finished speaking than she was met with a stern refusal from the Holy Lord:

"no!"

How can I show my Douyin videos to others?
If Wangyou saw my following and favorites list, wouldn't she explode?
As they get closer to the Canglan Domain and the Tianyao Domain.

Lei Yin Shengzhu's Buddhist heart also slowly sank down.

(End of this chapter)