Chapter 411 You can't just give up money for the sake of face

Subhuti felt that his disciple was too unkind, and it was difficult for a saint to force him to do so.

"Die again? Changsheng, even if I want to cooperate, Tathagata doesn't have the strength to do so."

Most of the cultivation of the Bodhisattva Cundi is now in the hands of Subhuti, his incarnation.

He just stood there and let Tathagata kill him. Unless Tathagata got the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, he would not be able to cut him.

Of course, from Tathagata's perspective, everything is different.

Ji Changsheng also said: "Teacher, Tathagata doesn't know."

Subhuti: "... Changsheng, I am not Haotian, I do not practice the Way of Forbearance, I want to save face, I cannot really be a disgrace to the saints."

Ji Changsheng advised: "Teacher, you are already a disgrace to the saints."

Subhuti was speechless.

The truth always hurts.

Ever since the death of Saint Zhunti, he has indeed become the recognized shame of saints and has brought confidence to countless powerful people.

Tathagata is a typical representative.

Subhuti: "Changsheng, I want face."

Ji Changsheng was very patient: "Teacher, if you lose face once, it won't matter if you lose it the second time. You don't want to lose face in vain the first time, do you?"

The sunk cost made Subhuti fall into silence.

Will also began to shift.

Indeed, the first death cannot be in vain.

And what Changsheng said was right. His previous death had already made many powerful people ready to make a move.

If I die again, there will be even more powerful people ready to take action.

But He still didn't want to lose face again.

Even saints would admire Haotian's mentality, and it would be difficult for them to swallow their pride.

Ji Changsheng said another sentence, which made Subhuti even more silent: "Teacher, you can't just save face and not even want the money, right?"

Subhuti: “…”

Which is more important, money or face? This is really a difficult question to answer.

But for Zhunti, this amount of money is still an astronomical figure.

"Teacher, rest assured. I will not let you die."

Seeing that his dear teacher was already very moved, Ji Changsheng began to pave the way for the teacher: "Just like you said, even if you want to die, Tathagata doesn't have the strength to do so. So, we just need to fake our own death and get away."

Subhuti tried to save his dignity: "Changsheng, I am a saint, but I died at the hands of Tathagata. Do you think the outside world will believe it?"

Ji Changsheng sighed softly: "Teacher, ask yourself, who do you think would not believe it? You have already been defeated by Tathagata."

Subhuti felt a pain in his chest.

"Among the six saints, only you can execute this plan and make the outside world believe it. If you replace it with other saints, it will not work. Teacher, you are the chosen one."

"Don't say it, it makes me feel bad."

Ji Changsheng comforted him again: "Teacher, don't worry. When you pay off your loan from the Heavenly Dao, I will be the first to help you offer the Tathagata to the Heaven, so that other powerful beings can regain their respect for you."

"That's all we can do."

Zhunti knew that what Ji Changsheng said was right. His saintly status had already been broken, so he didn’t care if one more thing was broken.

At this moment, Zhunti somewhat regretted that he didn't brag enough in his daily life.

During the great calamity of the Conferred Gods, the Patriarch Tongtian's image was often breached and his record was horrible, but the Patriarch Tongtian was good at bragging, so the Patriarch Tongtian holding the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was very imaginative in the outside world.

Zhunti did not give the outside world this kind of imagination, so even if He lost to other quasi-saints, the outside world would find it very reasonable.

So much so that even He Himself agreed that only if He carried out this fishing plan could the outside world trust Him.

If it were Saint Taiqing who came, he would definitely tell it was fake at first glance and wouldn't be able to catch any fish.

"Tell me, how can I fake my death and escape?" asked Subhuti.

Ji Changsheng analyzed, "You should at least leave some of the saint's legacy, so that some Buddhist spectators can benefit from it. It would be best if there is immediate progress. Only in this way can the outside world be more attracted to the saint's legacy. As for the plan to escape, you can arrange it yourself. You must have other backup plans, and then transfer your cultivation to another incarnation."

Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows.

And a saint is a saint after all.

Even if there were no other incarnations of the Bodhisattva Cundi before, it would not be too difficult to create one on the spot in a moment of thought.

Ji Changsheng absolutely believes that his teacher has this ability.

In fact, there is.

What Subhuti couldn't really get over was the hurdle in his heart.

Of course, under the persuasion of his disciple, Subhuti soon gave in.

"Then let's give these Buddhist traitors a break. We'll have to use the money to pay off the loan anyway."

"Teacher is wise. The meat is rotten in the pot and outsiders will not benefit from it." Ji Changsheng said.

They had already made their plan, and the Buddhist army that was setting up an encirclement and suppression campaign against Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave had already arrived.

A great battle ensued, and the situation became tense and chaotic.

Subhuti displayed a strength that shocked Tathagata, and actually fought him to a draw, which was a great improvement compared to the last time in Lingshan.

But with the help of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Dipankara Buddha, Subhuti was ultimately defeated.

He wanted to break free by force, but lost to the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of his hand.

In the end, Subhuti chose to self-destruct.

The flesh and blood of the saint covered an area of ​​thousands of miles.

All the Buddhist powers who participated in this battle gained huge benefits.

"I seem to have sensed the Daluo opportunity."

"I have come to the Daluo Gate from the middle stage of the True Lord Realm."

"Amitabha, my practice has also improved."

The ancient Buddha Dipankara was both surprised and delighted.

The blood essence of a saint can indeed work for a powerful warrior.

Tathagata felt the improvement of his own Taoism, and was amazed, but also a little frightened: "Subhuti hid himself very well. The last time he was in Lingshan, his strength was only 80% of what it is now. If he hadn't brought helpers this time, Subhuti would have escaped."

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva felt the collapse of all laws, the disorder of the way of heaven, and his own strength that had reached a higher level, including the true blood of the saint floating in the jade bottle in his hand. His mood was also ups and downs.

"It seems to be the real blood of a saint."

"Buddha, did we really kill the saint?"

The Buddha took a look at the jade bottle of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.

Subhuti blew himself up, leaving behind not much flesh and blood.

Guanyin Bodhisattva grabbed a full drop of the saint's blood, and even He felt a little jealous.

However, compared with Guanyin Bodhisattva, an ally of Daluo level, Buddha Tathagata endured it.

"All laws have collapsed, the laws of heaven are in disorder, Subhuti must have died, there is no doubt about that. However, he voluntarily exploded, and his true spirit still exists, which may merge with his reincarnation body." The Tathagata Buddha has seen through everything: "Such a fall is not a truly complete fall, but Zhunti's strength has been at least weakened by half. Zhunti, who has revived in reincarnation, may have to start practicing again as a mortal."

"If we attack the reincarnation of the saint in his weak period, will it still be effective?" asked the ancient Buddha Ran Deng.

Many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan also looked at Tathagata Buddha with burning eyes.

The Buddha gave them a positive answer.

"Of course the effect is a little worse, but the reincarnation of a saint is still a saint, with saintly characteristics, so the expected effect will be the same."

The Buddha has made the final judgment.

This conclusion quickly spread privately.

Not just the strong ones from the outside world.

This time, the powerful figures within Buddhism who did not participate in the siege of Fangcun Mountain also began to make up for their losses.

Among them are even Avalokitesvara’s good friends, the other two of the Four Great Bodhisattvas – Manjushri and Samantabhadra.

When they saw the saint's blood essence in the jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva, their eyes began to turn red.

"It was actually accomplished by Tathagata."

"I thought the saints were high and mighty, immortal... Zhunti is indeed a disgrace to the saints."

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"Cihang, have you made any progress in your Taoism?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

But she quickly reminded them: "Manjusri, Samantabhadra, once a matter involves a saint, you must think twice before acting."

She knew some inside information, so she didn't want her former classmates to be involved.

But her reminder was doomed to be in vain.

Samantabhadra smiled deliberately and said, "Cihang, is it because you have been promoted to Daluo that you don't want me and Manjusri to improve as well?"

What could Guanyin Bodhisattva say? She could only say, "Even if you want to hunt down the reincarnation of a saint, it's best to set up a safety barrier. The Great Emperor Changsheng will not sit idly by."

The Great Emperor Changsheng still has some deterrent power.

Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva both nodded.

A faint light flashed in Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's eyes: "Some time ago, Tathagata went to find Kong Xuan's younger brother and the phoenix's second son, the Garuda Eagle, and wanted the Garuda Eagle to guard the cemetery."

Manjusri Bodhisattva: "Garanta? Cemetery? This is a must-go place on the way to Lingshan. Cihang's reminder makes sense. It's best to set up a safety barrier. My mount, the blue-haired lion, seems to have some friendship with the Garanta."

"My mount, the six-tusked white elephant, has always wanted to go to the mortal world and do whatever he wants. Its cultivation is not much worse than mine."

The two Bodhisattvas looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts at the same time.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed quietly in his heart.

I’m afraid these two fellow disciples have no idea how deep the water is.

But she signed a non-disclosure agreement.

Nor did they dare to disrupt the arrangements made by the Great Emperor Changsheng.

Therefore, she could only hint to her two fellow disciples as much as possible.

But when the opportunity to advance to Daluo is right in front of you, those who can still control their greed and nature at this time are all true Buddhas.

It is a pity that there are countless Buddhas in Lingshan, but not a single true Buddha.

Manjusri and Samantabhadra are just a little more cautious than most powerful people.

Manjusri Bodhisattva said in a deep voice: "The Tathagata has gained a lot from destroying Fangcun Mountain this time. It is said that the Tathagata will hold a Yulanpen Festival to share opportunities with powerful people from all walks of life and strengthen Buddhism. He is really bold and generous."

Samantabhadra laughed with an incomprehensible meaning, "I heard another version. Fangcun Mountain was destroyed because the Great Emperor Changsheng killed all the demon gods from the Jiejiao in the Heavenly Court, destroying them both physically and spiritually. Tathagata was furious, so he took revenge on Subhuti. But if he continues to attack, it would be equivalent to Tathagata and the Great Emperor Changsheng declaring a full-scale war."

Manjusri Bodhisattva was slightly surprised: "Killing the saint is not as serious as offending the Great Emperor of Immortality?"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva said calmly: "A saint who has died once is certainly not as intimidating as the Changsheng Emperor who is at the peak of his power. Tathagata has already proved that saints can also be defeated. And the Changsheng Emperor seems to have not been defeated so far."

If Ji Changsheng were present, he could only sigh that his teacher's "holy design" was well established.

The holy image of the "weak saint" is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Obviously there is a gap between saints and quasi-saints, but the Saint Zhunti can make other strong people think that the gap between quasi-saints and saints is not that big. This is also a kind of ability.

Nuwa also has this ability, but she was dragged down by rumors, even though her record was already brilliant.

Zhunti depends entirely on oneself.

His defeat or killing would not arouse any suspicion from the outside world.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva continued, "Eternal Life Emperor had fought with Hou Tu Niangniang before and had the upper hand. Later, whether it was the Peach Banquet or the Battle of Heavenly Palace, the Eternal Life Emperor also completely suppressed Tathagata. If the battle continued, Tathagata certainly had no confidence that he could suppress the Eternal Life Emperor. Therefore, Tathagata dared to destroy Fang Cun Mountain, but did not dare to continue to hunt down Zhunti's reincarnation. As far as I know, Zhunti's reincarnation will be protected by the Great Sage Ping Zhang himself."

Manjusri Bodhisattva frowned and said, "So Tathagata wants to divert the trouble to the east, make all the strong realize the value of saints, and then let the Emperor Changsheng face these enemies?"

"That should be the case."

"But if we do this, then we are also offending the Great Emperor Changsheng."

"In the face of the great opportunity, what's there to be afraid of if you offend the Great Emperor Changsheng?" Samantabhadra Bodhisattva didn't care: "Back then when we left the Chan Sect and joined the Western Sect, we even offended Master Yuanshi. No matter how powerful the Great Emperor Changsheng is, can he be stronger than Master Yuanshi?"

Manjushri Bodhisattva and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva fell into silence together.

"Everything depends on human effort. We must fight when we have to. Of course, there is a possibility of losing or even death. Cihang, if Wenshu and I end up with nothing and the Great Emperor Changsheng wants to kill us, I hope you can mediate between Wenshu and me for the sake of our fellow disciples' friendship."

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled helplessly: "I did have a good relationship with the Emperor of Longevity before, but since I got close to the Buddha, I have offended the Emperor of Longevity. If you place your hopes on me, I advise you not to take risks."

This was her final reminder.

pity.

People die for money, birds die for food, and the strong go crazy for the sake of being a saint.

Emperor Xiaotian used the saint as bait. It was impossible for other strong people to control him except those who knew the inside story.

Not just Lingshan.

It’s not just Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

When they learned that Fangcun Mountain had been destroyed and the saint's legacy had fallen into the hands of Tathagata Buddha, and that Tathagata Buddha was also planning to hold a Ullambana Festival and invite strong men from all directions to share it together, many people responded.

Buddhism flourished.

The Ullambana Festival, originally a reserved program within Lingshan, was once so popular that it seemed to surpass the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet.

The Queen Mother was very unhappy.

"Emperor Changsheng, Tathagata is too popular, it's better to suppress him."

The Peach Banquet is the core competitiveness of the Queen Mother, and she cannot allow any problems to occur with the Peach Banquet.

Ji Changsheng must give face to the Queen Mother.

Therefore, the Great Emperor Changsheng quickly issued a notice to the public:

"Those who participate in the Yulan Festival are enemies of the Divine Sky Jade Purity Palace."

It's time to take sides.

The Saint Zhunti silently opened the blacklist.

When Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple expressed his intention to participate in the Ullambana Festival, Zhunti slammed the table and stood up.

"Changsheng, I think Zhen Yuanzi is in bad luck and will be in trouble."

Emperor Xiaotian, who respected his teacher, nodded immediately: "Understood, teacher, I will arrange it."

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