Chapter 127

Guanyin Bodhisattva truly took a deep breath; she even wanted to give up.

The Buddha's move of sending Jin Chanzi seemed to be able to make Buddhism flourish, and after the event, conferring him as a Buddha would allow for better control over Jin Chanzi.

But she couldn't handle Jin Chanzi, this rebel; even if he reincarnated, he was still a rebel at heart.

Tang An and her three disciples were already enough to give her a headache; adding another Jin Chanzi, she felt there was no hope for her Buddhist life.

Tired, too tired...

"Amituofo, no matter how you choose, it all depends on the Destined One's own decision."

"This poor monk will take her leave."

She couldn't stay here, not even for a moment; she just wanted to escape immediately.

"It seems Guanyin really doesn't care about the lives of the Buddhas of Lingshan." After Tang An deliberately said that, she turned off the phone's recording.

Then she said to the system: "Backup, back it up hard; I want to make sure that no matter how many times she destroys it, she can't destroy this recording."

"Okay, Master."

After confirming the backup was complete, Tang An looked at Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha.

"You three, go ahead and do as we discussed."

Do what?

Naturally, as Tang An taught, record the appearance of all the pregnant Buddhas, and then notify them one by one to come and collect the Luotai Spring water.

If Tang An's observation just now was correct, Guanyin originally wouldn't have dared to explicitly state the secret of Jin Chanzi's reincarnation. But she suddenly spoke without fear, which could only mean it was authorized by the one in Lingshan.

Since he made things difficult for her and hard to choose, then in return, she, Tang An, naturally prepared a big gift for Lingshan.

Don't they want to abort the fetuses? Fine, I'm just afraid they won't come.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha looked at each other and headed in three different directions.

They either invited, forcibly abducted, beat, or coerced the pregnant Buddhas, "inviting" them over one by one.

Before the Buddhas arrived, Tang An and Wu Zhao stood on the highest pavilion, overlooking the lights of thousands of homes in most of the Women's Kingdom.

The cold wind brushed their faces, making their dresses rustle.

Wu Zhao glanced at Tang An, "Princess Sister, you..." She wanted to ask how Tang An would choose.

After all, Lingshan was playing an open hand; no matter how Tang An chose, there were benefits and drawbacks.

Keeping the Women's Kingdom was raising a tiger that would cause trouble. Destroying the Women's Kingdom would mean Tang An's hands would be indirectly stained with the blood of innocent people.

And she, Wu Zhao, even knowing this was a conspiracy of the Buddhas, could not abandon her people, nor was she willing to willingly hand over her imperial power.

After all, once imperial power fell into the hands of men, it would be a nightmare that the people of the Women's Kingdom would find hard to adapt to.

Wu Zhao looked at Tang An seriously, "The Buddha said my destiny is to shake the foundations of the Great Tang. I don't know how my future destiny will develop, and I don't want to hide my ambition in front of you."

"I know you are a Great Tang Princess, and you surely don't want the Great Tang to suffer."

"The only thing I can guarantee you is that if I eventually take over the Great Tang, please believe me, Princess Sister, I will definitely let you see a world of peace and prosperity."

"Realizing a true rule of the world with wise officials filling the court." When she said this, her queenly dominance was revealed to the fullest.

As she spoke, Wu Zhao looked at Tang An again, "Why don't you stay? I promise you two saints ruling the court, how about that?"

"Just watch how I govern the world, and see the peaceful and contented lives the people lead under my rule."

"How about it?"

There was no coercion in her eyes, only anticipation, hoping Tang An would agree to her.

But you can let Tang An go around bullying demons, making trouble along the way, looting gods, and bullying Buddhas.

To let her be a proper official and manage the world, that really didn't suit her.

Tang An looked at Wu Zhao, then at the sky, and at the people of the court, sighing.

"Buddha and Dao, Tang and Zhou. Whether it's the Great Tribulation of the Gods or the Journey to the West, those who suffer and die the most are just the grassroots mortals."

"Actually, Guanyin was right; if destiny doesn't go wrong, you will be the master of the Great Tang in the future."

"They all think that because I am a Great Tang Princess, expanding the territory for the Great Tang along the way, I must put the interests of the Great Tang first."

"But they forgot, and the Buddha forgot, that the first priority of my identity is being a citizen of Huaxia."

"So no matter if it's you or the Tang Emperor, your contributions to the people of the world are what matter most."

"And what I want to do, what I want to do, is nothing more than to make our territory a little larger in the future, and then a little larger."

"Let future generations not need to worship foreign things, and let foreigners worship our vast Huaxia."

"So how you and the Tang Emperor fight, I don't want to get involved. All I want is for you to reduce the confrontation and let the common people suffer less from the ravages of war."

"Of course, this is just what I think; after all, you are the female emperor, and my few words cannot truly shake you."

Can't they?

But as Wu Zhao listened to what Tang An said, her eyes swirled like a storm. The shock and emotion were evident.

"Alright."

"Alright what?"

"I promise you, no matter how I fight with the Tang Emperor in the future, I will never initiate war."

At this moment, the two looked at each other, their hearts beating like drums.

She could understand the ambition and ambition in her eyes, as well as the unwavering promise.

She could see her innate yearning for freedom and see the shocking grand vision hidden beneath her seemingly unserious exterior.

"Alright, I believe you." Tang An raised her hand and fist-bumped her. Just like the word 'soulmate', no more words were needed.

Wu Zhao smiled faintly, her smile carrying a hint of helplessness, but she still high-fived Tang An and held her hand tightly.

"Hey, can I make a small request?"

"Hmm, go ahead."

"Can you not support Buddhism?"

"Hmm? Why would I support Buddhism?"

Her question stunned Tang An; that's right, why?

Wu Zhao wasn't Jin Chanzi, why would she support Buddhism?

Besides, if Jin Chanzi really awakened, he could follow them and rebel too.

Wu Zhao turned her head seriously to look at Tang An, "I have already seen the true face of Buddhism."

"Besides, I already know they have a grudge against you. So rest assured, I am on your side."

If you don't say Her Majesty the Queen is charming, this vision, this courage, who could resist not being crazy and heartbroken?

In front was Tang An being crazy and infatuated, and behind was Jiuyue, who was anxious and spinning in circles.

Xiaotian Quan, lying on the ground, was puzzled, "Master's master is chatting with the Queen, what are you anxious about?"

"Even if they have already taken shape, even if they are an unborn life, even if they are about to be born."

"As long as you answer, perhaps if I'm in a good mood, I won't need any spiritual treasure at all."

Wenshu was overjoyed and just wanted to take it back when Tang An added, "Of course, since Wenshu Bodhisattva wants to exchange first, I'll reluctantly accept the spiritual treasure."

Before Wenshu Bodhisattva could speak, Sun Wukong received Tang An's look and blew a breath, rolling the spiritual treasure in front of Tang An.

Tang An took the spiritual treasure; it was a treasure like a peacock feather fan. As for the utility of the spiritual treasure, Tang An wasn't in a hurry to see, but after Yang Jian checked it, she threw it into the Universe Bag.