Chapter 102 Xiao Wu Proves Her Dao! Tang San's Eighty-One Tribulations!
The thought had just crossed his mind when he forcibly suppressed it again:
"Alas! No! What kind of person is Dao Zun?"
Since a promise was made long ago, it will certainly be kept in mind.
At this moment, he must be scheming and maneuvering with those in Heaven and the West, painstakingly planning the succession to the throne.
If I go, wouldn't I be disturbing his peace and quiet? What if I upset him...?
He was the lord of the Asura realm, and his status was as revered as that of a saint.
His repeated near misses with the holy throne had long become his deepest inner demon and obsession.
After countless years of waiting and suffering, with the dawn finally breaking, how could we let this opportunity slip away again?
This torment of uncertainty and fear of loss almost drove the Lord of the Blood Sea insane.
...
...
Inside the Daoyuan Hall.
Lin Feng leaned against the cloud couch.
It was completely different from the solemn and tense atmosphere of the underworld and the sea of blood.
A water mirror was suspended in front of him, broadcasting the "live" scene on Mount Ling in real time.
He held a glistening grape in one hand and a cup of celestial tea, its aroma imbued with Daoist spirit, in the other.
They watched with great interest.
He would occasionally offer a few comments, displaying a completely relaxed attitude as if he were enjoying himself.
"Tsk, that Moonlight Bodhisattva's acting was so over-the-top! She was panicking like crazy, and ran off before she could even finish her lines. Thumbs down!"
"And that extra almost gave himself away!"
"They're just taking advantage of that stupid kid Erming, he's a bit dim-witted and can't see through it!"
Shui Bing'er, standing to the side, looked at the absurd yet grand scene in the mirror, and couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly.
She still doesn't fully understand it.
The Western Spirit Mountain, a top-tier power that shook the primordial world...
Why go to such lengths?
To put on such a show,
They even tolerated a single soul beast causing chaos in their stronghold.
Seeing Erming finally plop down on the lotus platform,
He still looked hesitant and awkward.
Lin Feng's lips curled into a mocking smile as he transmitted his thoughts directly to the Lingxiao Palace thirty-three days away:
"My dear disciple, the stage is all set up, the main characters are in place, and they're just waiting for you, the Heavenly Emperor, to save the day and wrap things up!"
"Aren't you going to show your appreciation?"
"All the actors at Lingshan are just waiting to get off work and collect their lunch boxes!"
Inside the Cloud Palace,
Upon hearing this, the Holy Mother Jinling, who was reviewing memorials, couldn't help but roll her eyes.
I just don't understand what kind of twisted sense of humor he has.
It just had to be this part.
With a helpless sigh, he waved his hand, and the inkstone beside the table instantly transformed into a black light, falling towards the Western Spirit Mountain!
Great Thunder Temple.
Erming was sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus platform.
Learning from Maitreya Buddha,
He awkwardly pinched his pinky finger, trying to put on the appearance of a dignified and enlightened monk.
But after sitting for a short while,
He felt uncomfortable all over, as if there were thorns growing under his buttocks.
"How boring! Riding a horse is much more fun!"
He muttered to himself, twisted his body, and prepared to jump off the lotus platform.
In that very instant—
"call out!"
A streak of dark light shot through the air at a speed beyond perception, striking him squarely in the chest!
"Bang—!!!"
Before Erming could even react, he felt an irresistible, vast power surge through him.
It felt like being struck by a star.
She screamed and flew backward.
It has broken through countless layers of clouds and crossed countless miles of mountains and rivers!
It finally crashed to the ground with a loud thud, creating a huge crater.
Before he could recover from the dizziness, he heard the sound of wind and thunder overhead!
Looking up,
A colossal mountain, tens of thousands of feet in size and as black as ink, was crashing down upon them with a deafening roar!
"Open it—!!!"
Erming roared, pushing his Glazed Golden Body to its limit, his arm muscles bulging as he tried to support the giant black jade mountain.
However, that mountain seemed to be connected to the entire primordial land, its weight immeasurable!
No matter how much he roared and struggled, his bones cracked and popped.
It was still being pressed inch by inch towards the ground.
Ultimately, it was completely suppressed at the bottom of the mountain, unable to move!
at the same time,
A majestic, vast, indifferent, and awe-inspiring Daoist voice resonated within.
A rumbling sound came from the heavens above.
Its sound resounded throughout the West and spread across the heavens through the celestial canopy:
"Yuan Kongming has trespassed into the sacred land of Mount Ling, killed monks, and attempted to seize the position of the most honored one on Mount Ling, thus disrupting the order of heaven and earth!"
"Punish him! Suppress Moshan!"
"No—!! I refuse to accept this! Let me out!!!"
At the foot of Mount Mo, faint, angry and resentful roars could be heard from Erming.
And futile struggles,
But all sounds and movements were completely blocked by the invisible barrier emanating from the black mountain, preventing them from being transmitted even slightly.
...
The dust has settled.
The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who survived the calamity tidied themselves up and returned to their original positions.
"Amitabha!"
Maitreya Buddha, accompanied by a group of Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Sangharama, solemnly faced the direction of the Heavenly Court and respectfully clasped their hands in a gesture of respect.
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, for taking action to eliminate the root of this calamity in the West and restore order!"
After the ceremony,
He slowly turned around, the warm smile that was always on his face had vanished.
Eyes like lightning,
It landed on Tang San, who was below, his face pale and filled with a sense of relief.
"Tang Sanzang!"
Tang San's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward, saying, "Disciple is here!"
"You bear the heavy responsibility of spreading the Dharma, yet your faith is not firm, and you are driven by worldly desires. Because of your own greed, you have stirred up external demons, brought disaster to Mount Ling, and shaken the foundation of our Western destiny."
With each word spoken by Maitreya Buddha, Tang San's face paled a little more.
"Buddha! Your disciple is innocent! Your disciple..."
Tang San hurriedly tried to explain.
He thought that with Erming being suppressed, his "minor mistake" would be forgotten.
"I am innocent! Buddha, please see the truth! I did everything for..."
"Hmph! Even now, you still dare to argue?!"
The Moonlight Bodhisattva, who was standing to the side, snorted coldly and stepped forward from the crowd.
Without wasting any words, he simply pointed at the void.
Immediately, Tang San's actions along the way from leaving Mount Ling to spread the Dharma in Chaoge...
This includes scenes of how he ruthlessly killed Erming because of Ashu, and how he forcibly abducted people.
They appeared clearly one by one in the void, like a revolving lantern!
The evidence is irrefutable, leaving him no room to deny it!
Maitreya Buddha said no more.
Pointing at something from a distance.
"Ugh—"
The Buddhist light surrounding Tang San instantly dissipated, and his vast magical power receded like a tide, leaving him instantly back in his mortal body.
His face was ashen, and he collapsed to the ground.
"The judgment is: stripped of the power of Buddhism, banished to the mortal world."
"One must endure eighty-one tribulations to cleanse one's heart of worldly desires and regroup one's merits to compensate for the loss of the Buddhist community's fortune!"
Maitreya Buddha stopped looking at him, and his voice became calm:
"The faithful maiden Ashu is intelligent, possesses good karma, and has a deep affinity with the Buddha!"
"Now I hereby bestow upon her the title of 'Heavenly Consort of Wonderful Sound,' and she shall quietly cultivate herself at the Lotus Pond of Wonderful Dharma at the foot of Mount Ling!"
As he finished speaking,
A flash of Buddhist light appeared in the main hall, and Ah Xiu, whom Tang San had been keeping as a mistress, suddenly appeared in the hall.
But at this moment, she
She was already adorned in magnificent celestial robes and wore a jeweled crown.
She was enveloped in a soft and sacred Buddhist light, making her appearance even more radiant and beautiful.
An aura of peace and tranquility emanated from him.
His eyes were clear and serene.
Gone was the timidity of the little beggar, and the bewilderment he felt when Erming took him away.
"Thank you, Buddha, for your grace!"
Miaoyin Tianfei clasped her hands together and bowed gracefully to Maitreya Buddha, her voice clear and melodious.
"Xiao Wu...?"
Tang San looked at Ah Xiu excitedly.
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