At this moment, Xuandu Daoist and the others were sitting quietly in the reed hut when suddenly, the sky shone brightly, and strange phenomena filled the sky.

A smile appeared on Xuandu Daoist's face. He immediately stood up and said, "Our two teachers have arrived. We should hurry to greet them."

Upon hearing this, Guang Chengzi and the others quickly stood up and followed Xuan Du Daoist down from the reed hut.

When they saw the two holy leaders descend to the ground, many immortals rushed forward to greet them.

The wisps of smoke rose slowly, and the roadside flowers bloomed at that moment, emitting a captivating fragrance.

In an instant, fragrance filled the surroundings, and melodious music filled the air, as if the whole world was immersed in a peaceful atmosphere.

Led by the Taoist Xuandu, the immortals arrived before the two holy leaders and knelt down in unison, each with a look of piety on their face.

"Greetings, Master!" Xuandu Daoist and the others shouted loudly.

"Greetings, Ancestor!" Yang Jian, Nezha, and other disciples of the third generation followed closely behind, bowing to the Ancestor and inquiring about his well-being.

Immediately, a group of immortals knelt down before the two leaders.

"You need not stand on ceremony, rise."

The somewhat indifferent voice of Laozi rang in their ears, seemingly carrying an unparalleled majesty and power, which made everyone's hearts tremble, while at the same time they felt a sense of warmth and intimacy.

He arrived riding a blue ox, which exuded a mysterious aura, as if it were one with heaven and earth.

"yes."

After the immortals agreed, they all got up from the ground and then escorted the two holy leaders to the front of the reed hut.

Laozi (the Supreme Lord Lao) dismounted from the ox.

Yuanshi Tianzun also stepped down from the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage.

Then, the two leaders exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and walked into the thatched hut together.

The disciples followed closely behind and entered the reed hut, standing by. One of the disciples brought out two cups of crystal-clear celestial dew.

This celestial dew is brewed from innate spiritual fruits, containing rich spiritual energy and having an excellent taste.

...

On the opposite side, inside Bianliang City, a group of Buddhas and demons also saw the strange phenomenon outside the city, and a strong sense of unease welled up in their hearts.

They knew the significance of this strange phenomenon; it must be the descent of a sage!

The Buddha's heart tightened, and he knew something was wrong.

He knew all too well that the power of the sage was something that they could not possibly withstand.

Therefore, the Buddha hurriedly ordered the young novice monk beside him to invite Sun Wukong to come.

Before long, Sun Wukong arrived in front of the Buddha.

The Buddha said to Sun Wukong with a solemn expression, "Wukong, a sage leader has descended upon us, and we are truly unable to withstand him."

And in our sacred mountain, your somersault cloud is the fastest.

Therefore, I intend to send you to the outer heavens to invite the two leaders to come and lend us a hand.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong nodded without hesitation and replied, "Yes, Buddha, rest assured!"

"I, Old Sun, will immediately go to the heavens to invite the two leaders here."

Having said that, Sun Wukong somersaulted onto the clouds and sped off towards the heavens.

Along the way, Sun Wukong sped through the clouds like lightning, constantly accelerating his progress.

He knew that time was of the essence and that he had to find the two leaders as soon as possible and bring them back to Bianliang City.

Sun Wukong traversed the Thirty-Three Heavens and the primordial starry sky, arriving at the chaotic land beyond the heavens. He quickly reached the legendary paradise at an astonishing speed.

At this very moment, the lower realm is in chaos.

The shadow of war loomed over the land; armies clashed and flames of war raged, and the entire primordial world was permeated with a thick aura of calamity.

However, in stark contrast to the wars in the lower realm, this paradise was as peaceful and serene as a secluded haven.

The aura of merit lingered in the air, and auspicious clouds rolled like waves, presenting a breathtaking scene.

Without hesitation, Sun Wukong entered the Blissful World, having no time to appreciate the surrounding scenery, and nimbly moved between pavilions and towers.

Without waiting for anyone to inform him, he rushed straight into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool of Mount Sumeru like a whirlwind.

There, he saw the guiding saint sitting beside the lotus pond.

This sage held a Udumbara flower in his hand, his figure was majestic, and he exuded an aura of transcendence.

Even though Sun Wukong was always a free-spirited and unconventional person, he never took those millions of cultivators seriously.

Even beings like Buddha and the Jade Emperor didn't seem particularly remarkable to him.

However, when facing a sage, he became unusually obedient.

Sun Wukong respectfully said, "Disciple Sun Wukong greets the Master!"

He had just straightened his somewhat dirty monk's robe before obediently stepping forward, giving the leader a standard salute, and greeting him.

When the leader of the sect saw Sun Wukong in this state, he showed no joy or sorrow. He simply asked indifferently, "Wukong, why don't you stay in the mortal world and receive the incense offerings from all living beings, and spread the teachings of my sect? What are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong dared not conceal anything and hurriedly told the leader the whole truth about the purpose of his trip.

After listening to what Sun Wukong said, the leader nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

“Well, now that those two Xuanmen Daoist brothers have descended to the mortal realm, we should go down the mountain to prevent them from being ruthless and harming the lives of our disciples.”

At this moment, Daoist Zhunti walked in from the outer room and casually said something.

Sun Wukong hurriedly stepped forward to pay his respects.

Zhunti Daoist quickly waved his hand to indicate to Sun Wukong that there was no need for such formalities, and then walked lightly to the side of the Sage of Reception.

“What you say is absolutely right, my brother. We should indeed go down to the mortal realm and meet with those two fellow Daoists.”

The guiding sage smiled and nodded frequently in agreement.

"However, before that, I still need to go to Jinxiu Tian to pay homage to the Goddess Nuwa and beg her to come out of seclusion and help us to strengthen our forces."

The sage Zhunti stroked his beard and offered his advice with a smile.

"Hmm, this plan is excellent! Then I will descend to the mortal realm first and wait there for the goddess Nuwa to grace us with her presence."

"Once everything is in place, we will discuss important matters together." After a moment's thought, the Sage nodded in agreement.

After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled, seemingly full of confidence and anticipation for what was to come.

Sun Wukong, who was standing nearby, was also delighted to hear this.

If these two could actually invite the goddess Nuwa, that would be wonderful.

Even if a sage of the Xuanmen sect is incredibly powerful, he probably wouldn't gain any advantage if he encountered three sages joining forces.

In that case, wouldn't Buddhism be as stable as Mount Tai...?

"Then I'll go to Jinxiu Heaven first to request an audience with Goddess Nuwa."

With a great calamity looming, the Sage Zhunti had no intention of wasting any more time. After saying goodbye to the Sage Jieyin, he headed down the mountain...