Everyone tacitly agreed that the monk had paid the price for his actions, with the loss of his life or something of importance to him.
Not long after, Liu Zi opened his eyes shakily and fainted at the first sight.
Good heavens, a whole bunch of people are watching me, staring straight at me!
Seeing that he had woken up and then fainted again, the goddess did not shy away from the questions of the others, but instead looked back at them one by one.
No one dared to meet those eyes...
"System, what's going on? This guy spent 1,000 points to buy medicine, and he's already asleep again," Ling Xiao questioned the system.
There's no way around it; his boss and he have always had an unprofessional work style, making it look like a small family workshop, which inevitably makes people doubt the quality of the products.
The system was speechless at the host's questions. It had said countless times that they would never cheat, they would only raise the price!
"The person is recovered, but as for why they fainted, this system has no idea."
The system is up and running.
After the imperial physician, who had been ignored for so long, excitedly diagnosed that the person was fine, the atmosphere finally began to liven up.
The patient was pulled away, and the Buddhist and Taoist sects stood up and confronted each other, both understanding that the main course was about to be served.
The goddess, having dealt with those who hindered her tribulation, appeared visibly happier. The emperor, trying to discern her thoughts, asked:
"Could it be that my aunt descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation, and that this is related to the prosperity of the people of the Great Jin Dynasty?"
"Otherwise, why would I come to this godforsaken place?"
The goddess slumped into a chair, looking dejected, and began to complain:
"The mortal world is my birthplace. If I want to become an immortal, I must accumulate merit and repay it. Originally, that was fine. My master had already prepared the immortal register for me. But who told my dead father to actually rebel and become emperor?"
Li Yue smiled wryly; he couldn't very well agree with that.
"To accomplish the goal of accumulating merit in one fell swoop, one must accumulate great merit. Although solving the drought is a great merit, it is not enough. Therefore, the bloodline of Shennong is very important to me."
The last few words were spoken softly and gently, and the goddess, who was terrifying in everyone's eyes, suddenly smiled sweetly:
"I've forgotten all that I saved the bloodline of Shennong, and I haven't even killed you yet!"
Shockingly, everyone thought the matter was over, since the monk who had caused the harm had already been punished.
But the goddess said no, because she hadn't vented her anger enough.
This was so unreasonable that the Taoist priests felt even more wronged.
“Amitabha Buddha, our Taoist sect has done nothing wrong. Moreover, we have always worshipped the Jade Emperor and other gods, so we and you, Goddess, are of the same origin.”
The Buddhist sect was furious, shouting, "Nonsense!" A group of elderly monks, their hair standing on end in anger, pointed at their arch-enemy and cursed:
"Shameless! You dare say the Chu princess didn't come here because of your scheme? What peach blossom charm? What a lewd thing!"
The Taoists got angry and went on and on about the harmony of Yin and Yang, and that peach blossoms helping women was in accordance with the laws of nature.
Then, the Buddhist monks burst into laughter, filling the air with joy.
Fortunately, the Chu princess had the foresight to slip away early and was unaware of this tragic event.
Li Yue sat to the side, not moving an inch, ready to observe the situation. How could Ling Xiao allow someone to be so carefree?
Faced with the chaos, the goddess glanced at them, a bored expression appearing on her exquisite, otherworldly face. With a flick of her sleeve, she said to Li Yue:
"Why are the Buddhist and Taoist sects still fighting like antagonists even after they've descended to the mortal realm?"
Aunt, you're asking me, but I don't know either! Li Yue was at a loss for words.
Everyone's spirits lifted. The goddess's words revealed that there were indeed Buddhist and Taoist sects in the immortal realm, and their existence, which they believed in day and night, was not a mere illusion!
As for any conflicts or disputes, that's automatically omitted; they're all respectable people, aren't they?
Having successfully salvaged their worldview, the Taoists, believing themselves to be more respectable than the Buddhists, had an old Taoist priest with a beard reaching his knees step forward and say:
"Homage to Your Highness, the Goddess," the old Taoist priest raised his head, his cloudy eyes straining to open, and asked hopefully, "May I ask if it is still possible to become an immortal in the mortal realm today?"
"cannot"
"Then, can it also be used for cultivating immortality and prolonging life?"
"No, a mortal's lifespan is a hundred years, at most two cycles of sixty years."
"The old Taoist priest suffered repeated setbacks, and the light in his eyes grew dimmer and dimmer, leaving only a sliver of determination that kept him asking questions:"
"As for the magical arts recorded in the Taoist scriptures, thunder magic, protective spells, talismans, anything extraordinary is acceptable."
"No, no, absolutely not! The mortal realm is in the Dharma-ending Age; no one can cultivate immortality there. Why can't you understand human language?"
The goddess seemed to be getting irritated by the question, unable to utter a series of unanswered questions.
The old Taoist priest shed a tear, completely ignoring the goddess's anger, and muttered, "In this degenerate age, spiritual energy is extinguished. I've wasted my life!"
The crowd was affected by his sorrowful voice, and their spirits also dropped.
Who hasn't longed for the life of an immortal who roams the vast ocean in the morning and lives among mulberry and paulownia trees in the evening, changing the world with a few words?
Moreover, the old Taoist priest spent his entire life studying scriptures and seeking immortality, but in the end, the true god denied his efforts from the root.
How tragic!
After a long silence, the Buddhist sect stepped forward: "Goddess, Buddhists cultivate merit and seek a better next life, tempering their hearts amidst the turbulent mortal world. Do we have any hope of attaining enlightenment?"
The goddess was already showing signs of impatience. She looked at the Buddhist monks who had stepped forward and asked, "What's the difference? They're all practicing cultivation. Don't Taoists also cultivate merit?"
"Even they cannot attain enlightenment."
"If you possess the wisdom of Shakyamuni Buddha, or have the merit of saving the world, causing a sensation on Vulture Peak, perhaps Bodhisattvas and Arhats will extend a helping hand to liberate you."
This was of course impossible, so the chanting of sutras by the Buddhist side became increasingly urgent and hoarse.
Ling Xiao explained the idea that humans cannot become immortals and must rely on their own efforts to live a good life for a hundred years.
Looking at the atmosphere in the hall that seemed fit for mourning, she felt increasingly at ease.
If we're talking about the person who maintains the most stable mindset, it has to be the emperor. After all, even if he dies, he'll have a goddess to rely on, and a dynasty where all those with the right of succession have already been reincarnated.
Who knows, maybe in the underworld one can find another way, and become a ghost or something after death.
Seeing that the goddess aunt valued the tribulation-crossing artifact, on Saturday, Li Yue offered to notify the goddess to come over as soon as she woke up.
"I wish my aunt all the best in accumulating merit and ascending to the celestial realm!"
The system burst into laughter, "Host, he's wishing you ascension to immortality! Hahahahahahaha!"
"Shut up," Ling Xiao forced a smile, swallowing this bitter pill.
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