Chapter 503 The Great Celestial Lord comes to Wuzhuang Temple in person!

That slap was so painful that it almost broke the foundation of Lingji Bodhisattva. If it weren't for the immortal Daluo Jinxian, Lingji Bodhisattva even felt that he would fall under the monkey's slap.

But even so, that slap also damaged his foundation. Without ten thousand years of hard work, there is absolutely no way to recover.

Otherwise, given the thick-faced and dark-hearted nature of Buddhism, Lingji Bodhisattva would not be able to suffer such a misfortune if he only lost a little face.

On the lotus throne, the pharmacist said with an ugly expression, "I only ask you to fulfill the obligations that our Buddhist sect should perform during the great calamity. Who asked you to take action against that monkey?"

Lingji Bodhisattva cried and said, "Buddha, it's not me who wants to take action, but Jiang Liu'er and his group. They bullied people too much. Not only did they kill my disciple, but they also humiliated me. If you just swallow your anger and say nothing, , How can I live up to the cultivation of a saint? I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I took action!”

The pharmacist said expressionlessly, "Face is nothing, luck is the most important, and being humiliated is nothing. This slap of yours has caused our Buddhist sect to lose at least 30% of its luck. If the saint knows about it, , how to communicate?”

After finishing speaking, the pharmacist said earnestly, "Face is not given by others, it is earned by oneself. Although our Buddhist sect now dominates Xiniu Hezhou, Xiniu Hezhou is too barren and far inferior to Dongsheng Shenzhou, so we suffer a little Qi, it’s nothing, no one will care about it. After the great catastrophe is completed and our Buddhism flourishes, and we move eastward to eat away at the luck of Buddhism, who among all the races in the wild and in the entire three realms will not give face to my Buddhism?”

Lingji Bodhisattva lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, he calmed down the emotions on his face and said, "It was my disciple who was reckless. I am willing to take responsibility."

The pharmacist waved his hand, "Our Buddhist sect can usher in great prosperity only if we work together with one heart. In the battle of Huangfengling, you have made great achievements, and you should be rewarded."

Hearing this, Lingji Bodhisattva's eyes lit up. If there was really any reward that could make up for himself, that would be pretty good.

But the next moment, the pharmacist's face showed a sad look again, "But you also know that our Buddhist sect is poor and the resources are not as good as those in the East. The rewards should be distributed after the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West is over."

Lingji Bodhisattva tried his best to force out a forced smile, "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. If nothing happens to the Buddha, I will leave first."

"Back off."

The pharmacist waved his hand and closed his eyes again. The catastrophe had just begun, and he still had to spend more energy on the entire westward journey.

On the other side, after leaving Huangfengling, Jiang Liuer and his party walked for another month and a half and arrived at the Eight Hundred Miles Tongtian River.

The calamity energy manifested and everything was going according to plan. The little black dragon and Zhu Ganghe joined forces to go into the water and subdued the Curtain Heavenly General. Jiang Liu'er obtained Buddhist scriptures for him and Sha Wujing. At this point, the five-person Buddhist scripture-collecting team was officially formed.

On the thirty-third day, in the Heavenly Court, in the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he remembered what Taoist said at the beginning of the Great Tribulation of the Journey to the West. If Buddhism wants to flourish, it must go through ninety-nine and eighty-one years. Difficult, only in this way can the merits be perfected.

Nine-nine and eighty-one difficulties are all different, and the manifestations of calamity are also different. Some of them can make the decision, but some they cannot control. For example, this time a calamity fell on Wuzhuang Temple, Wanshou Mountain.

Haotian sighed, it was really tiring to join forces with Buddhism.

Zhen Yuanzi is an extremely experienced powerhouse. He is also a member of Taoism, and his relationship with Buddhism is very average, even bad.

If Buddhists go to Wanshou Mountain, the door may not be opened and they may have to be driven away.

If the saints in the West were still there, it wouldn't be a big problem, but the saints had already made a big mistake by shattering the prehistoric world during the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

Therefore, according to the edict of Taozu, they are not allowed to enter the Three Realms. However, those who rely solely on Buddhism obviously cannot do it. Therefore, he, the Great Heavenly Lord, can only come forward.

"well!"

"It's hard!"

Haotian sighed, feeling more and more unreliable to cooperate with Buddhism.

He also doesn’t know how much benefit he will gain from his journey to the West and his great prosperity.

Haotian warned Yaochi, then took Tiannu, the manager of Tianting, concealed his aura, quietly stayed for thirty-three days, and went straight to Wuzhuang Temple.

Wanshou Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple have stood firm since the Great Tribulation of the Long Han Dynasty to the present, as they have always been. In addition, they are protected by the Earth Book Formation. Their aura is so rich that it is rare in the three realms, and it is the purest innate aura.

Arriving at the foot of Wanshou Mountain, Haotian climbed up the steps and prepared to walk up step by step.

"Your Majesty, you are the Lord of Ten Thousand Vehicles, the Great Heavenly Lord of the Great Desolation, who rules the three realms. This is too much honor for Longevity Mountain."

There are thousands of steps from the foot of Wanshou Mountain to the top of Wanshou Mountain. If you walk step by step, you will get years of monkeys and horses, and the person who walks is the Great Heavenly Lord. Looking at the entire three realms, who has such face?

"It's just a two-step walk, so what? Let Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan help us. That's the purpose of our trip."

Haotian didn't care, and walked up the mountain step by step.

When I reached the top of the mountain, I saw the Wuzhuang Temple in the center at a glance.

The vermilion door is majestic and has a touch of coercion, making people unable to help but want to worship!

The left and right sides of the gate are full of exotic flowers and herbs, spiritual roots and elixirs, exuding a fragrant and fragrant atmosphere. If you get closer and take a closer look, you will exclaim!

These elixirs and spiritual roots are all extinct in the Three Realms today. Even if some are not extinct, they are very few and extremely rare things.

"The Heavenly Court that I have been running for so many years is probably not as good as Longevity Mountain in terms of foundation."

Haotian sighed sincerely. Among the immortal herbs and medicines planted, there were several that he had seen and coveted.

As for the chief steward Tiannu, he had already come to the side of those immortal medicines and sniffed them.

Although he couldn't eat them, breathing a few more times would have a very good medicinal effect, which would be very beneficial to his cultivation.

"Go knock on the door."

Haotian waved his hand, and Tiannu responded quickly and went forward to knock on the door.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The crisp sound echoed in the quiet space.

After a while, the door opened, and it was Mingyue and Qingfeng who opened the door.

The two opened the door and bowed to Haotian, "We are here to see the Great Heavenly Venerable. We know that the Great Heavenly Venerable is here. Teacher, please let the Great Heavenly Venerable in."

"Sorry for the trouble."

Haotian nodded slightly and walked in, followed by Tiannu.

In the hall of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi had already arrived. Soon, Haotian also arrived. Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "Great Heavenly Venerable, long time no see. How come you have time to come to my little place today?"

"Daoyou are the ancestor of earth immortals. You control the earth book and the power of the earth's veins. How can you say it is a small place?"

"Have tea."

Zhen Yuanzi picked up the teacup and drank it all. Haotian also drank it all.

Zhen Yuanzi was silent for a while, and then he said leisurely, "May I ask the Great Heavenly Venerable, what advice do you have for my Wuzhuang Temple and Wanshou Mountain this time?"