Chapter 237: Qingping Sword reappears, I am the truth

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered. The crowd of Lingshan, a black mass, appeared in the dark clouds.

Rulai's golden body, magnified a hundred times, appeared, examining Tang An, and even more so examining to see if there were any Lingshan scriptures here.

"Yo! Rulai, long time no see, what are you doing?"

Tang An and the others could see Rulai and the others, but ordinary mortals couldn't see them, only feeling that the weather had suddenly changed.

Kasyapa held his chest and stood out staggeringly; he didn't look like he was injured lightly.

"Buddha, it was her, it was she who snatched the scripture vault key from my hand."

Looking at Kasyapa's angry appearance, Tang An remained calm.

"What? Are you going to operate on me again?"

"What kind of monster are you choosing to trade us for this time?"

Rulai knew that Tang An wouldn't easily admit to this matter, but he didn't expect her to turn the tables instead.

"Amituofo." After Rulai confirmed that there were no scriptures in the Princess Mansion, he spoke.

"Mahakasyapa has no reason to slander you."

"Who says there isn't?" Tang An didn't buy it, "He came to find trouble with me, and was beaten up by my people, that is the reason."

"Then the Destined One is admitting that you snatched the scripture vault key at that time."

Tang An shrugged, "I only admit I beat him."

"Then how do you explain the Samadhi True Fire in the scripture vault?" Rulai knew that with Tang An's cunning style of doing things, it was extremely difficult to catch her mistakes.

"Samadhi True Fire?" Tang An laughed, "So you think our Nezha doesn't talk much and is easy to bully?"

"What? Are you so impatient to seize the military power of the Heavenly Court? Not even intending to leave a martial general for the Heavenly Court?"

Her few words turned this matter into a contradiction between Lingshan and the Heavenly Court.

Just because Tang An knew that Lingshan was moving in a big way, the people of the Heavenly Court were not fools and would surely notice.

At this moment, who knew how the Jade Emperor was hiding in the Lingxiao Palace watching the show.

"Destined One, don't confuse the public, this matter, my Lingshan is bound to investigate clearly."

"You investigate." Tang An had an innocent face, "Investigate however you want, we will cooperate."

Rulai frowned slightly; Tang An's uncharacteristic cooperation made him dare not act rashly.

Since she had that confidence, she must have handled the follow-up matters properly.

"Buddha!!!"

"Buddha!"

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, several Arhats ran back.

One of them was holding a few sheets of paper in his hands. But his expression was very intriguing.

Rulai saw this, his brows furrowed into a "chuan" shape, his face livid, clearly his anger value was about to explode.

The rest of the Lingshan crowd saw this, and were even more ashamed and angry, one by one red with anger, but had nowhere to vent, helpless...

What forced them to turn red?

Of course, it was the hand-copied Buddhist scriptures they treasured the most, stained with the filthy things of mortals.

To put it plainly, it was the most precious scriptures they had, stained with the foulest shit.

This matter was clearly humiliating Lingshan, and it was humiliating Lingshan to the point of losing all face in such a disgusting way!

"Destined One!"

Even Rulai, whose Buddha heart was stable, couldn't help but be furious.

A pressure descended from above, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian unleashed their Golden Cudgel and Kaishan Axe, blocking Rulai's pressure.

Nezha narrowed his eyes, the divinity and pure murderous intent in his eyes sharp.

But Tang An had instructed him long ago not to take action unless it was a last resort, so as not to give Lingshan an excuse.

Under the protection of Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, Tang An was not affected by any pressure, only the coldness in her eyes deepened.

"It seems Rulai has forgotten the lesson from last time."

"Since Rulai wants to bully the small with the big again, bullying the weak with the strong, then I don't mind knocking your head again!"

Tang An's momentum changed instantly; almost in an instant, the green light arrived. Rulai's pressure was instantly scattered.

When Rulai looked again, Tang An was already holding the Qingping Sword in her hand.

They say that even if you are unreasonable, you still have to argue for three points,

"Today, you, Rulai, have dumped this bucket of filth on my head, Tang An, without asking for the reason."

"This matter is not for me to give you an explanation. It is you, Lingshan, who should give me an explanation."

"Judging by what everyone says, it is your Lingshan's scripture treasury that has had a problem. When you have a problem, you don't first ask the person who lost the treasury key, but instead, without a word, you come up here and question my crimes."

"In my view, the crimes you are questioning are simply nonsensical talk without any evidence."

"If today, you, Rulai, do not give me an explanation, it won't be that your Lingshan won't let this rest, but that I, Tang An, won't let this rest."

Tang An brought out a grand master chair, and the Qingping Sword stood suspended in the air behind her.

That aura of pressure was not in the slightest inferior to the myriad gods and Buddhas in the sky.

"Also, I, Tang An, do not like to look up at anyone, so you had best come down to talk to me."

Before the words had even faded, the various Buddhas widened their eyes in shock.

Even Rulai himself suddenly raised his hand to block something.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the various Buddhas who had been high above were all struck down to the mortal world by an invisible force.

Tang An glanced sideways at the Qingping Sword, "Say thank you for me."

With Tang An's intelligence, she clearly already knew who had done this.

After speaking, Tang An looked at Rulai before her with great interest, unable to suppress the smile at the corners of her mouth.

"Yo, isn't this Rulai? Why not manifest your golden body, but instead condescend to come to my Princess Mansion?"

"Eh, your complexion isn't very good. Is there something on your mind?"

Sun Wukong and the others were clearly holding back laughter; Tang An knew how to mock people, and she always dug right into the heart of the matter.

"I say, Old Rulai, if you have evidence, then hurry up and produce it." Sun Wukong jumped up and slapped his thigh, "If you slander my master again for no reason, watch out, she might make that Buddha heart of yours unstable."

How should one put it? In any case, the fire wasn't set by Tang An, and the key wasn't snatched by Tang An's hands.

By any rounding, it really has nothing to do with her.

Rulai took a deep breath, "Let's not talk about the burning of the scripture treasury for now. Do you dare say that the matter of the scriptures being insulted truly has nothing to do with you?"

"Ah?" Tang An covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "Insulted? Rulai, what do you mean by that?"

Rulai snorted coldly; how could he not know that Tang An was faking it?

He glanced behind him, and that Arhat immediately brought forward the Tripitaka Scriptures stained with excrement.

"Ugh—"

Tang An couldn't help but retch, her eye sockets turning red.

"No... you... does your Lingshan have this hobby... Ugh—"

Rulai's face twitched, and the familiar surge of blood rushed to his heart once again.

He took another deep breath; one wasn't enough, he needed to take a few more.

Rulai, who had originally intended to inhale to suppress his anger, accidentally inhaled too much of the foul odor, and his complexion inevitably became even uglier.

It was a feeling of being disgusted, trying to act tough, feeling indignant, and forcing himself to maintain face all at once.

"Eh... Rulai, your hobby is even more intense; you actually like to smell that?" Tang An covered her mouth and nose, unable to bear looking.

Rulai closed his eyes; the fire on his body had almost condensed into substance.