He is a pure-blooded dragon in the miniature garden.

Chapter 267 Argel: Come on, if you're so capable, sit down and discuss Buddhism with me?
Upon entering the interdimensional gate, the first thing that catches the eye is the towering Mount Ling, radiating countless layers of Buddhist light.

Immediately afterwards, Su Nian discovered that the power she held seemed to be unusable, and even her physique, which could treat the ordinary material universe like a ping-pong ball, was suppressed.

In contrast, Su Nian felt the suppression he was under from this world, or rather, from the countless layers of overlapping worlds.

"Ok?"

Su Nian gave a soft snort, and his inner universe subconsciously began to operate, isolating the power that was trying to suppress him from his body.

At the same moment, Sun Wukong, who was behind Su Nian, also walked out of the interdimensional gate and asked in confusion.

"Huh?? What's wrong with that big monk? How did he suddenly activate the ability to suppress the Three Thousand Worlds?"

The Three Thousand Worlds, the most iconic simulated star creation map of Buddhism, and also one of the most powerful simulated star creation maps among all the simulated star creation maps in the miniature garden.

Because of its overwhelming suppressive power, its size alone is equivalent to three thousand universes, and when it is truly unleashed, the suppressive power it generates can be regarded as the sum of three thousand great worlds.

A great chiliocosm is composed of three thousand medium chiliocosms, a medium chiliocosm is composed of three thousand small chiliocosms, and a small chiliocosm is composed of three thousand universes.

When it unleashes its full power, it is said that even two-digit numbers cannot escape the suppression of the Three Thousand Worlds.

It is said that the White Yaksha's Heavenly Movement Spirit was suppressed within the Three Thousand Worlds, which is why she can only use the three-digit Sun God Spirit in normal times.

The essence of Mount Ling is a simulation of the Creation Star Chart and the Three Thousand Worlds, just like Mount Olympus; otherwise, it would not have become the true headquarters of a group of gods.

"They gave us a real shock."

Su Nian said with a somewhat unfriendly expression, "Perhaps this wasn't done by that big monk, but Su Nian always felt that it was being targeted at him."

After all, among the three people present, Su Nian was the youngest and had the least means to deal with this unconscious suppression.

However, characters like Sun Wukong and Argel had obviously seen similar methods before and had many ways to avoid them.

Isn't this bullying him?
As expected, I had always been surrounded by people with good morals, like gods and Buddhas, and I had underestimated the depravity of these scoundrels.

At this moment, Su Nian thought of a guy who played with "shit," and perhaps this guy was the one who best represented the average moral quality of the gods and Buddhas in the miniature garden.

Seeing Su Nian, Alger was not in a good mood. Knowing the bottom line of these scoundrels, he smiled and used his prototype of truth to distort the suppressive power from the simulated creation map.

"Alright, I'll help you catch the guy who's targeting you."

Arger didn't react to this at all. She already knew how rotten these guys were back in the early days when she was in Mesopotamia.

Otherwise, why would she choose to be alone, a sharp-tongued and narcissistic Protoss, beautiful on her own? It's because she was disgusted by her back then.

They exploited Tiamat's kindness, morally blackmailed her, and forced her to sacrifice everything for Mesopotamia. In the end, they killed her and even killed Lingo.

Gaia, too, was exploited countless times, subjected to open and covert struggles, to the point that she could no longer tolerate it and united all the Protoss to launch the largest Protoss War of the Dawn Era.

They even used the sovereignty of the Earth to directly grant all giants the privilege of ignoring divine authority.

The Greek pantheon was utterly destroyed, leaving only the twelve Olympian gods, headed by Zeus; the rest…

Even now, the good-natured Earth Mother is secretly plotting revenge against the Little Garden.

It's easy to imagine how high the proportion of rotten people is among the gods and Buddhas.

Poseidon was considered a moral paragon.

The reason Christianity was able to spread so widely is that it established a primitive and simple moral system.

However, finding the people who could simulate the creation of the star map and put pressure on Su Nian and the others was not too difficult for Alger.

After all, there are only a handful of people in the entire Buddhist sect who can use the Three Thousand Worlds. We can just capture them all and beat them up.

Looking at the distant Mount Ling, Su Nian estimated that it was about ten million kilometers away, and this did not rule out the possibility that the other party had not used any formation to compress space.

So, do we have to walk over there next?

Su Nian sighed. She knew without a doubt that the Realm Gate's teleportation methods were useless here.

After all, this powerful suppressive force is enough to prevent ordinary people from even using their authority, let alone their favors or teleportation.

The Queen herself might be able to get things done for Halloween, but with these three half-baked individuals, forget it.

"Need not."

Sun Wukong shook his head, then waved his hand, and a pure white cloud, trailing a trail of exhaust piercing the heavens and earth, flew through layers of clouds and landed at Sun Wukong's feet.

"My somersault cloud will suffice. After so many years of refinement and with the help of that great monk, it can still be used in the Three Thousand Worlds."

Sun Wukong muttered to himself, "It was when I tried to run away from the monk's palm that he was added to the monk's whitelist."

All these years have passed, and that senior monk has not moved out.

This made Sun Wukong the only monkey who could move freely throughout the three thousand worlds.

She just didn't expect that at this moment, it would become a way to facilitate Su Nian and the others, allowing them to bring outsiders to attack Ling Mountain.

What I once most wanted to do, I actually accomplished thousands of years after becoming a Buddha, when I was almost forgotten.

Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on Sun Wukong's face.

I never imagined that one day I would become a guide for others.

Sitting cross-legged on the somersault cloud, the strong wind generated by the high-speed movement passed over Su Nian's face, the scenery around her disappeared rapidly, and she experienced passing through layer after layer of clouds.

This barely alleviated Su Nian's displeasure.

After all, which boy didn't fantasize about riding on a somersault cloud and causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace with Sun Wukong when he was a child?

Although this Sun Wukong is now a female monkey, and she's causing trouble not in the Heavenly Palace, but in the Western Paradise.

But in a sense, isn't this also a completely new experience?
"Speaking of which, Arger, are you really going to debate with those monks?"

"You may not believe in the ugly woman's methods, but you can believe in Al-chan's Buddhist knowledge just as much as you believe in Al-chan's good looks."

Argel smoothed his wind-blown hair and smiled confidently.

“The great monk Shakyamuni once commented that my Buddha-nature is even deeper than his.”

The only pity is that Alger did not cultivate the Buddhist path of being free from desires and wants, but instead pursued the self-centered path of egoism, which is commonly known as the demonic path.

The demonic path is also the righteous path; it's just that it's easy to go astray.

At this moment, Sun Wukong added from the side.

"Furthermore, I suggest you don't overestimate the Buddhist knowledge of these bald monks. Back then, they were beaten so badly by their master that they couldn't even utter a word in response."

"In the end, he even came up with the idea that as long as he killed him, no one would be more accomplished in Buddhism than him."

"You should know that Master hasn't claimed the spirit of this Sandalwood Merit Buddha yet."

Sun Wukong couldn't help but complain, "To be honest, I don't know how the big monk managed to endure it on Mount Ling and preach to them every day. It's hard to say how many of them actually listened."

He listened to the Buddha preach every day, but in the end, his attainments were not as high as those who came to the Western Paradise to obtain the scriptures.

Of course, Chen Xuanzang was not some weakling. Before Sun Wukong became a Buddha, he was no match for the monk Xuanzang.

Otherwise, how did they subdue Sun Wukong and make her obey?
The Xuanzang in "The Great Tang Records on the Western Regions" is the real Xuanzang, not the rambling monk in "Journey to the West".

"Okay, we're almost there."

Having flown on the somersault cloud for a while, the towering Mount Ling, hundreds of millions of feet high, appeared increasingly enormous in the eyes of the three. The Buddhist light emanating from the Great Thunderclap Temple atop the mountain grew ever more prominent, and Su Nian could even faintly hear the true thunderous sounds emanating from the Great Thunderclap Temple.

It is simply the sound of Buddhas loudly reciting scriptures, but the sound is as loud as a bell and as rolling as thunder, hence the name Thunder Sound.

"They certainly put on quite a show, but I don't know the specifics inside."

High above, standing on a somersault cloud and bathed in Buddhist light, Su Nian looked disdainfully at the Great Thunderclap Temple in front of her.
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Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple, Mahavira Hall.

On the steps below the Buddha.

Dingguang Buddha sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"How can we 'rescue' Prince Su Nian?"

Still thinking about it?

The seated Arhat beside him patted the shoulder of the Buddha of Light firmly and laughed.

"It's just His Holiness the World King Buddha having some fun, don't worry about it."

"Shall we wait until the Great Sage subdues that demon before we talk about it?"

One of the Arhats laughed loudly and said...

As for concerns about Alger? Laughable. The Great Sage has already made a move, what problems could there be? He is the strongest fighter besides those sect leaders and other great supernatural beings.

That was the Great Sage who subdued countless demons and monsters on his journey westward.

"It's a pity about that Demon Star; he was quite a remarkable person."

Upon hearing this, one of the Arhats shook his head helplessly.

"You forgot? Those are Protoss? They're unkillable."

At this moment, an Arhat said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Dingguang Buddha sighed helplessly.

"Then how can we retrieve Mara's spirit? Don't forget, it belongs to His Highness Su Nian."

"Yes, I have a headache."

Jin Guangxian shook his head and said helplessly.

"In that case, what will happen to Prince Rahu's grand plan?"

For some reason, they felt uneasy, a feeling similar to when Alger had taken away Bo Xun's spirit fragments when they faced Su Nian.

"That's easy, just find a way to exchange it from Princess Su Nian."

The meditating Arhat said nonchalantly.

They're all second-generation rich kids, so who's afraid of whom? Besides, Su Nian was suddenly kidnapped by Alger, so she must have been left with considerable psychological trauma, right?

They'll "treat" Su Nian's psychological trauma a little, and redeem her. Then, how Alger arranges things will still be up to them, won't it?

It's not like they haven't done this kind of thing before.

At this moment, a Bodhisattva said helplessly.

"But what if that demon attacks Mount Ling?"

"Hahaha, how could that be? Buddha is still here."

Upon hearing this, the monks couldn't help but burst into laughter.

As long as Buddha is there, this sacred mountain is the safest place in the miniature garden.

Seeing these guys chattering away, discussing what kind of honorary title and rewards they would receive once Prince Rahu reached double digits.

Dingguang Buddha frowned, his sense of unease growing stronger.

Moreover, even His Holiness Maitreya Buddha, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and His Highness Rahula have all left.

How about we vote? Maybe we can get away with it?
Dingguang Buddha's gaze met Jin Guangxian's for a moment, and they instantly understood each other's thoughts. Their thoughts were strangely aligned, and they felt very uneasy.

Silently, they began to write down the names of those who spoke rudely, including their remarks, while also reducing their own speaking frequency to try to be less conspicuous.

To avoid the situation where someone gets too carried away with the killing and accidentally ends up with a knife on their neck.

Others might not know and might think that Alger was trespassing on his master, kidnapping Su Nian in rebellion against Athena, but he did know that Su Nian, Athena, and Alger were actually already in a relationship.

This was all a performance they staged together, all to steal the fruits of Buddhism's long-term plan.

The key point is that it has almost succeeded with the Buddha's tacit approval.

Dingguang Buddha sighed, and to avoid drawing attention to himself, he spoke with a sorrowful expression.

"How exactly can we 'rescue' Prince Su Nian?"

But just as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang.

The eternally unchanging Mahavira Hall resounded with a deafening roar at this moment.

Almost instantly, the defenses of the main hall were breached.

Something, like a meteorite, suddenly flung open the doors of the main hall.

A huge cloud of dust rose up.

A woman's voice then rang out.

"I've wanted to smash the gate of this Great Thunderclap Temple for a long time. It definitely feels much better than the South Heavenly Gate."

Upon hearing this sound, Dingguang Buddha suddenly trembled and stared wide-eyed at the three figures that had landed at the entrance of the Mahavira Hall.

Alger sat on Su Nian's neck with a grin, and there was also that huge ape that looked like it was radiating demonic...Buddha-like light.

"Ahem, Sister Monkey, you've forgotten, you've fallen into demonic possession! Quickly withdraw your Buddha aura!"

Su Nian whispered a reminder from the side.

Could you make the sound any quieter? If you make it any quieter, they won't be able to hear you.

"What can I do? I can't become a demon, there's nothing I can do..."

Sun Wukong's voice carried a hint of grievance.

"Then change the color, make it black, this gold doesn't look like you've been possessed by a demon at all."

"Ah, I've fallen into demonic possession!!"

In an instant, Sun Wukong transformed from a golden monkey into a black monkey.

Great Sage, could you be any more fake?

At this moment, Argel revealed a wicked smile.

"Come on, is there anyone who dares to sit down and discuss Buddhism with me?"

(End of this chapter)