Chapter 236: When it comes to causing trouble, who can compare to her!

Manjusri Bodhisattva heard this, and his first reaction was that it was absolutely impossible.

That was the Lingshan Scripture Treasure Vault; who could easily enter it and set a fire inside?

It must be someone making trouble outside, making those who were guarding it make a mountain out of a molehill.

"Don't scare yourself, how could the Scripture Treasure Vault catch fire."

The reporting Arhat looked at Rulai miserably; he also wanted to say that what he said was false. But the fact was indeed such a fact!

Rulai didn't speak, his figure disappeared directly from the Great Heroic Treasure Hall.

Manjusri saw the Buddha suddenly leave, and only then did he suddenly realize that this matter might actually be true?

"Impossible! That is the Scripture Treasure Vault, even I can't enter without a key, how could someone set a fire inside?"

"And how could ordinary fire burn the Scripture Treasure Vault?"

The Arhat wiped his sweat, "Manjusri Mahasattva, it is not ordinary fire, it is Samadhi True Fire. And it is several times more violent than ordinary Samadhi True Fire."

"Right now, the entire Scripture Treasure Vault has already... already..."

Manjusri Bodhisattva only then realized the seriousness of the matter. He flew away from the Great Heroic Treasure Hall and went to the Scripture Treasure Vault to see the situation.

Not only him, but the Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and others in the Great Heroic Treasure Hall also followed to see the situation.

Outside the Scripture Treasure Vault.

Rulai sat on the Buddha seat, behind him were all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Vajras...

The number of people who came was unknown, but everyone's expression was almost consistent. It was that familiar and sympathetic surprise, disbelief, and helplessness as if the sky had collapsed...

After all, their sky had collapsed and collapsed again, and the sky that had been repaired with great difficulty had collapsed before them again at this moment...

Where was that? That was the important place where their entire Lingshan stored Buddhist scriptures!

But at this moment, the exterior of the Scripture Treasure Vault before them was already shrouded in smoke from the Samadhi True Fire. Inside... inside it couldn't be seen for the time being, but they could already imagine what kind of scene it was.

Manjusri Bodhisattva was almost beaten into the mortal world by the scene before him. Let alone Rulai, even he felt a burst of blood surging, almost vomiting blood from anger!

"Amituofo, Buddha..."

Rulai's eyes were uncertain, as if brewing a gloomy storm. "Proclaim, Mahakasyapa."

"Yes."

Manjusri Bodhisattva's heart beat like a war drum, feeling that Venerable Kasyapa's situation was worrying.

But who had such great ability, such great courage, to get the key from Venerable Kasyapa and dare to burn the Scripture Treasure Vault?

Wait!

Manjusri Bodhisattva suddenly stopped his figure, "Could it be... could it be the Destined One again?"

He went through everyone in his mind, and only she and her few disciples had the courage and ability to do this.

"Ancestor! You... ah!!!!"

There was no way, it was just his guess, without evidence, Manjusri Bodhisattva still had to find Venerable Kasyapa first.

Kasyapa was in seclusion, and suddenly heard Manjusri Bodhisattva's summons, opening his eyes.

Could it be that his loss of the Scripture Treasure Vault key had already been discovered by Rulai?

At that moment, Kasyapa's heart sank to the bottom of the lake, but he could only bite the bullet and pretend he didn't know, having to come out of seclusion.

"Amituofo."

"Manjusri Mahasattva, I wonder why the Buddha summoned this poor monk?"

Manjusri's brows moved slightly, "So, you don't know that your Scripture Treasure Vault key is lost?"

"Ah?" Kasyapa pretended not to understand, and nervously asked, "Has the treasure vault been stolen?"

If it was just stolen, it would be easy to talk about. As long as he pushed the blame onto the Destined One, the Buddha shouldn't punish him severely.

Manjusri Bodhisattva shook his head and sighed, with a sympathetic expression toward Venerable Kasyapa.

"Not stolen?" Kasyapa was confused, but looking at Manjusri's expression, why did he feel it was even more serious than the Scripture Treasure Vault being stolen?

So he used his imagination and imagined the most serious consequence.

"The Destined One snatched the scriptures that should have been obtained in front of the Buddha? Unwilling to go through the Eighty-One Tribulations anymore?"

Manjusri Bodhisattva's sympathy deepened, "Kasyapa, let's go see together."

Kasyapa felt a dullness as if his heart was covered in dust, and the feeling of unease grew stronger and stronger.

On the way to the Scripture Treasure Vault, Kasyapa still couldn't help but say, "Manjusri Mahasattva, please tell me a little, what happened to the Scripture Treasure Vault?"

"Exactly how many scriptures were stolen?"

Manjusri shook his head and sighed, "Not many scriptures should have been lost."

Kasyapa breathed a long sigh of relief.

Manjusri Bodhisattva continued, "Because the Scripture Treasure Vault was burned away, how many were lost is unknown."

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"What?" Kasyapa stumbled and fell from the clouds.

Since he started practicing, he had never heard so many outrageous terms put together.

Scripture Treasure Vault? Was burned?

Hehehehe...

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Manjusri Bodhisattva took a deep breath and went down to fish Kasyapa back. He could see that Kasyapa was already shattered, shattered from the inside out, shattered into slag, shattered into a mess.

Also, ordinary people, who could cause such a monstrous disaster.

At the same time, Manjusri Bodhisattva saw in Kasyapa's eyes the thought of wanting to escape.

"Let's go, don't wait until after escaping, the crime will be increased."

The light in Kasyapa's eyes disappeared; he felt his Buddhist life was hopeless.

After all, the biggest disaster he could imagine Tang An causing was not even one percent of what she had done herself.

His Buddhist life, even if it hadn't reached the end, was almost there.

Mortal world, within the Great Tang capital.

Yes, Tang An and her group of four master and disciples had unilaterally paused the Journey to the West progress again and returned to the Great Tang.

What were they doing?

They were distributing free toilet paper in villages and towns everywhere.

Claiming toilet paper, and even giving a basket of eggs for free.

Good heavens, the commoners who came to claim the toilet paper, no, to claim the eggs, were truly crowded, a sea of people, and noisy!

In just a few days, Tang An had finished distributing the toilet paper.

Oh, no.

To be precise, the number of one tripitaka of the hand-copied Tripitaka scriptures of Lingshan had been distributed.

And that toilet paper was said to be very easy to use, and many people wanted to spend money to buy it from them.

Tang An wanted to sell it but had none left; after all, those she took had all gone into the cesspit and couldn't be recycled.

Inside the Princess Mansion.

Tang An sat leisurely on a swing-type rattan chair, basking in the sun, swinging back and forth, very comfortable.

Suddenly, the sky was overcast, and golden thunder rolled.

Tang An opened her eyes, "Oh, it's here."

Just at this time, five figures appeared before Tang An. Naturally, it was Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha, Xiaotian Quan, and Jiuyue. ===== CHAPTER 237 =====

Tang An sat leisurely on a rattan swing chair, basking in the sun, swaying back and forth, feeling incredibly comfortable.

Suddenly, the sky became overcast with dark clouds, and golden thunder rumbled.

Tang An opened her eyes, "Oh my, it's here."

Just at this moment, five figures appeared before Tang An. Naturally, it was Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha, Xiaotian Quan, and Jiuyue.