"That's good, that's good. I heard that saints cannot interfere in the affairs of the three realms. I guess this won't happen again."
Sun Wukong patted his chest and said that he was really afraid that a few saints would come forward and reverse time and space, so that he would return to being the weak monkey he was before.
He really didn't want to experience the feeling of weakness again.
"Fellow Daoist, please leave the foot of Lingshan Mountain and go back to where you came from!"
When Patriarch Bodhi saw what Sun Wukong did, he did not take it seriously and spoke coldly to Zhao Wuji.
"What if I say no?" Zhao Wuji said disdainfully.
"Well, you're going to have a big fight today!"
The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in Bodhi Patriarch's hand shone with light and attacked directly towards Zhao Wuji. Since he was an enemy, there was no need to be polite.
Zhao Wuji pulled Sun Wukong back quickly, and then he threw Sun Wukong out.
"Bodhi, do you think that if you take the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree from the Cundi Saint, you will definitely be able to defeat me?"
Zhao Wuji spoke as he walked around.
He didn't want to use his physical body to experience the power of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. Even if his body couldn't be shattered, it would definitely be very painful.
"Whether I can defeat you or not, I won't know until I fight you."
Patriarch Bodhi swept the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand and continued to attack Zhao Wuji.
"Do you think you're the only one with a saintly magic weapon? I have one too!"
Let’s talk. Zhao Wuji summoned a pair of boxing gloves. These were forged by the people in the Weapon Refining Hall more than 10 million years ago in the Huangtian Realm. He named them "Destruction Boxing Gloves". After being tempered several times by the Hall Master Huang Tian, they had already transformed into a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Later, when he opened the sky and achieved the Dao of Hunyuan, he used the power of the Dao to refine the Destruction Fist, which made him an innate treasure and a spiritual treasure of the Dao of Heaven.
If he uses this pair of destructive boxing gloves, Zhao Wuji's attack power will be increased a hundredfold, and his attack power will be infinitely close to the first level of saint.
"Good buddy, today we will fight together."
After putting on the boxing gloves, Zhao Wuji was full of confidence. Although the hall master stipulated that the power of saints could not be used, he did not prohibit the use of the heavenly spiritual treasures.
"boom!"
Zhao Wuji punched out, and the attack light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree collided with it. The powerful force instantly shattered the entire ball of light.
When Bodhi Patriarch saw that Zhao Wuji no longer dodged his attacks but started to counterattack, his expression changed slightly. This power was too strong, almost approaching the attack of a first-level saint.
If he was not one of the three corpses of the saints, and knew that this power was only close to the first level of sainthood, and also knew that this world could no longer produce new top saint-level powers, he would have suspected that Zhao Wuji was the first level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
The two men fought back and forth fiercely. A large area at the foot of Lingshan Mountain was hit by the aftermath of the battle and was destroyed.
Seeing that they were fighting fiercely, Sun Wukong did not dare to disturb them, so he returned to the battle and prepared to support Sun Dasheng. After all, he was facing Tathagata Buddha and Maitreya Buddha on his side. Instead of facing billions of Buddhist monks, if he went over, he could at least kill more bald monks to vent his anger.
In the underworld, beside the sea of blood.
The Lord of the Underworld, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, was having a headache facing the surge of ghosts in the underworld. He was busy saving the souls of the dead, but suddenly countless ghosts came out. There were so many of them that even if he worked for 100,000 years, he might not be able to save them all.
A man quietly came up to him and said, "Hello, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"
The person who came was Huang Tian.
"Amitabha, may I ask fellow Taoist? Who are you?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva asked doubtfully, holding a Buddhist sign in his hand.
With his strength at the late stage of Quasi-Saint, he was actually unable to sense the strength of the person who came. The person who could come to him quietly was definitely not an ordinary person!
"My name is Huang Tian, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. You know what? I feel a little sorry for you."
"Why should I, a poor monk, be worthy of sympathy?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said with a puzzled look on his face.
"May I ask the Bodhisattva, what is your great wish?" Huang Tian asked with a smile.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled and said, "My great wish is known to all three realms. I will never attain Buddhahood until hell is empty!"
Huang Tian shook his head and said, "Yes, your ambition is to never become a Buddha until hell is empty, but looking at the situation today, do you think hell can be empty?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked around hell. The underworld area in the far distance was overcrowded with ghosts. Even the Naihe Bridge was filled with ghosts who were about to be reincarnated. It was so crowded that many ghosts even fell into the Forgetful River due to the crowding.
"As things stand now, Hell can't be empty!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva answered this question honestly.
"Yes, Hell cannot be emptied, but do you know what? Your fellow Buddhists have not considered your feelings at all. They know that you have vowed not to attain Buddhahood until Hell is empty, yet they continue to send ghosts into Hell. Moreover, they send more wronged souls.
As a powerful being in the late stage of Quasi-Saint, you should also know that the ancient Buddha Ran Deng's wanton killing of the dragon clan who were controlling the flood caused the flood that had been pacified to break out again, resulting in the unjust deaths of creatures that would have survived otherwise.
The entire underworld has become what it is today. Do you think that as the most powerful Bodhisattva, you still have a place in the eyes of the Buddha in Mount Lingshan?"
Huang Tian looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with sympathy. From this point of view alone, all the Buddhas in Buddhism were stumbling blocks on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's path to becoming a Buddha. It was they who killed the dragon clan and caused hell to become overcrowded with ghosts in an instant.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned upon hearing this and said, "Your shallow and deceptive methods are useless. Since I have dared to come to this hell to suppress and liberate the souls of the dead, and have made that great wish, I am prepared for hell to be full."
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