Guanyin saved people, and Princess Iron Fan saved a child. Both of them died. Who was right and who was wrong?
Perhaps there is no right or wrong. People in this world must have their own stance, worldview, and interests, and it is almost impossible for stances, worldviews, and interests to be consistent.
No one was in the mood to speak.
They have no right to sympathize with others; they can barely take care of themselves.
"Oh right, your teammates..." Li Qianxia suddenly looked at Si as if she remembered something.
Si has a total of six teammates. Three died after killing Luohan, one was revived, and the other is on the Star Destroyer at Lagrange Point.
Si is a Human Immortal, so her teammates are also Human Immortals. As Human Immortals, they are likely to be targeted by the Ancient Gods.
"She is safe." The curse of the ancient god had not yet disappeared, and Si did not care about the life or death of her teammates. She was just stating the facts, "Using skills to transfer energy to Li Changzhou has exhausted all her mana. The ancient god will not pay attention to her."
"Ancient God resurrection... You had already decided to resurrect her from the beginning?" Yang Qinglan looked at Si's face.
“No, it was only when Ye'er was in danger but did not die that we saw this possibility and learned the conditions for the descent of the ancient gods,” Si replied.
"Then why did you lead us to rescue her in the first place?" Yaochi thought of this detail.
"If we can revive Ye'er, it will be Mo Lai who has exhausted his magic power. If something happens to Mo Lai, it will be Ye'er and me. In short, the only way to complete this task is to revive the ancient god. The three of us will revive one by one until the ancient god descends."
Is the mission so difficult because the conditions for the ancient god to descend are present? Li Changzhou wondered.
The power that Guanyin displayed after resurrecting the Arhats, the Dragon Girl, and others was far beyond what Li Changzhou and his group could currently contend with.
Even when facing the ancient gods, Guanyin was not necessarily doomed. If she hadn't resurrected these people, she wouldn't have used up all the nectar that could purify the ancient gods' curse.
“By the way,” he said, forcing himself to speak, “your curse needs nectar. Guanyin is currently on her last legs, but given her nature, she should be able to save you. Do you want to go back and try?”
Of course, you can also redeem it after the game ends, but the game currency required to redeem the Dew is so expensive that even special operations teams would feel the pinch, let alone individual players.
Being able to break the curse for free in the game would be ideal, of course.
Yaochi originally intended to take the Dancing Phoenix Azure Mirror out directly, but now that Li Changzhou had spoken, she suddenly changed her mind. If she could take the Jade Purification Bottle out with her...
No, I'll take the Yingzhou jade carving to the modern world to find the Fountain of Youth... The Fountain of Youth is good, but the nectar that can revive life is more important, so let's go with the Jade Purification Bottle...
Amidst her rich man's troubles, Li Changzhou led the four of them back to Mount Putuo.
Fortunately, the places he visited did not require him to expend his energy. In his current state, he could only walk and run like an ordinary person.
Mount Putuo is still filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, and waterfalls still cascade down, but the Guanyin Temple is gone, and Guanyin sits serenely on a withered lotus platform.
Everyone saw a hint of feminine beauty in her, and Li Changzhou even began to notice her figure, which was a symbol of Guanyin falling to earth.
She lost her 'status' and 'personal position', was unable to sense faith, and lost her 'sacredness'.
The two looked at each other.
“Supernatural powers cannot overcome karma,” Guanyin sighed softly. “Even if the Buddha left behind something, there will be a day when he passes away.”
“Going to the outer heavens might not be a good thing. That ancient god came from the outer heavens. Maybe Buddha will die before you, Bodhisattva,” Li Qianxia comforted her.
The Bodhisattva smiled, an ordinary smile, like that of a beautiful and graceful thirty-year-old woman.
Noticing her age, her 'divinity' diminished further.
Guanyin looked at Si. Having fought with the ancient gods, she could naturally see that something was wrong with Si's body. Relying on her wisdom as a former Bodhisattva and the experience accumulated over many years, she also understood their purpose in coming here.
"The mango treasure has run out. You can go to Manjushri or Samantabhadra; perhaps they can help."
"It's too late," Si replied.
The time for our return is fast approaching.
"Wait a minute!" came Little Radish's voice.
She flew over riding a butterfly, with Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing beside her.
"Wait a minute!" Little Radish jumped off the butterfly's back and landed on the lotus throne.
She sat upright on it, looking like she was holding her breath.
"Bodhisattva!" Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing knelt before Guanyin.
Xiaoqing's poison had already been cured by Guanyin, and her complexion was rosy.
Three seconds later, Little Radish finally relaxed, as if his whole body had gone limp.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and jumped from the lotus platform onto Li Qianxia's shoulder: "I thought we wouldn't be able to finish!"
As for the butterfly, it was perched on the shattered jade bottle, drinking water—not nectar, but just ordinary dew.
It flapped its wings and cheered.
Guanyin smiled faintly, not taking the two little demons' offense to heart, nor could she let them off the hook.
She looked at Bai Suzhen and said, "Bai Suzhen, your tribulation is in Lin'an, and it should be with a person named Xu Xuan. But there is no need to be attached to it. The world has changed. Becoming an immortal means certain death. Enjoying worldly love is not necessarily a bad thing."
She then looked at Xiaoqing: "Qingshe, your wisdom is even greater than Bai Suzhen's, but you need to rid yourself of greed and anger."
"Thank you for your guidance, Bodhisattva."
Guanyin looked out of the mountain, gazing blankly at the azure sky and the boundless sea, before turning into a white light and disappearing.
When Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing got up, Li Changzhou and the others who were standing behind them were gone. One in white and one in green stood alone on Mount Putuo, their clothes fluttering in the wind, like a landscape painting from the Song Dynasty.
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