Chapter 579: Call Your Bodhisattva Down

"Lin Zhenren! I originally respected you! But purging demons is the decree of the Heavenly Emperor. But you are also a human. Can you resist the heavenly law and the Heavenly Emperor? Can you, as Lin Zhenren, shield demons?"

The big monk climbed up from the mud with difficulty. Although he was in awe and shocked, he still gritted his teeth and shouted:

"If you can't say anything, even if you are Lin Zhenren, with a high status and boundless magic power, this poor monk can still invite the Bodhisattva down! Even if this poor monk dies here, I dare to fight with you!"

"Hmm? You little monk, you are truly stubborn!"

"The Zi Emperor is the master of the Nine Heavens and the supreme of the three religions! Humans and demons are different. Demons are not allowed to invade the human world. This is the heavenly law set by the Zi Emperor. This poor monk obeys the Zi Emperor's order and responds to the Bodhisattva's decree to come to Yang-zhou City to purge demons. This poor monk wants to ask Lin Zhenren, is it this poor monk who is stubborn, or is it the Zhenren who shields demons by relying on his status as an immortal?!"

"Humph..."

Lin Jue shook his head. He was originally too lazy to argue with him, but seeing the couple beside him and the fox running and playing in the water in the distance, he opened his mouth again:

"Bodhisattva?"

"Exactly!"

"I was originally too lazy to pay attention to you, but since you have said so, I will ask you, which Bodhisattva do you worship?"

"North Sea Quiet Heart Compassionate Cloud Universal Salvation Bodhisattva!"

"Oh, North Sea Quiet Heart Compassionate Cloud Universal Salvation Bodhisattva, the one who rides a golden-maned glazed blue lion?" Lin Jue stared straight at him.

"This..."

The big monk's expression paused, and his tone was choked.

"Why don't you answer?" Lin Jue's expression froze. "When you meet a Bodhisattva, you don't 'demon is a demon' or 'purge demons' anymore?"

"That is..."

After a while, he said:

"That is the lion demon after being converted by the Bodhisattva. Now it has converted to my Buddha, retreated from its demonic nature, kept the truth and left the good, and it is the Bodhisattva's mount. How can it still be counted as a demon?"

"Converted? Lion demon? That is to say, it has done evil before?" Lin Jue couldn't help but smile. "Wow, because the evil demon is powerful, it was converted by the Bodhisattva, taken as a mount, enjoyed incense offerings, and did countless good deeds. Mrs. Gu, on the other hand, because she is a demon, has to be purged by you. What a good heavenly law, what a good Buddhism, what a good Bodhisattva!"

The Daoist's voice stirred ripples in his heart.

"If you really believe in 'humans and demons are different' and 'a demon is a demon and should be removed,' ha, I remember that Buddhism has many non-human protectors and the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons. Most Bodhisattvas have demon mounts. Why don't you start with this North Sea Quiet Heart Compassionate Cloud Universal Salvation Bodhisattva of yours—

"You call her down first, and I will lend you magic power to slaughter that golden-maned glazed blue lion under her butt first, how about that? Then invite the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons, those Yakshas, Asuras, and Garudas down, and I will help you—purge them all!"

The big monk trembled in his heart and said quickly:

"Zhenren, please do not blaspheme the Bodhisattva!"

"Why? Is it not a demon under her seat? Or do you not dare? You dare to fight with me, why don't you dare to fight with her? Do you think my magic power is not as good as hers?"

"Amitabha..."

The big monk lowered his head and put his hands together, his heart still firm: "This poor monk's magic power is low and not as good as Lin Zhenren's. Saying anything is useless, so I will invite the Bodhisattva to descend to the mortal realm to talk to the Zhenren."

"Let's see how she talks!"

In the rain, the monk's clothes were soaked, his head was lowered and his eyes were closed, his hands were put together, and he chanted Buddhist scriptures.

The couple opposite were terrified and added panic.

The Daoist was still holding an umbrella for them.

The chanting continued, and a light suddenly opened in the blurred and dark mountain shadows in the distance, revealing some golden light. The chanting between heaven and earth suddenly became louder, as if countless people were chanting at the same time.

"Amitabha..."

A leisurely Buddha's name.

A white cloud floated from the golden light, on which sat a majestic lion, with golden hair and a blue body, like glaze, and a female Bodhisattva sat on its back, with two boys and girls beside her.

"Baolin, do not be rude to the Ji Xianren. Besides, this is Lin Zhenren, who has great merit and great prestige in the human world."

The Bodhisattva's voice was leisurely, and the echo was endless.

"Bodhisattva, the disciple followed the order to chase the demon, but was blocked by Lin Zhenren!" The big monk did not give way because of any immortal. "This demon violated the heavenly law and invaded the human world, and even secretly had intercourse with humans. The disciple's magic power is insufficient to purge the demon, so I ask the Bodhisattva to help!"

"Do not be rude to Lin Zhenren." The Bodhisattva was still this sentence. "And this is Flying Mountain, so do not be rude."

When the big monk heard this, he frowned.

It was not that he doubted what was special about Flying Mountain, but that he suddenly felt suspicious in his heart, why the Bodhisattva also seemed to look at people and serve dishes.

Looking back, the Bodhisattva was solemn.

Retracting his gaze, on the opposite side in the rain, the Daoist was staring at him.

"Amitabha, since this demon is related to Lin Zhenren, even if she made a mistake, she should be handed over to Lin Zhenren for discipline. If she didn't make a mistake, then spare her." The Bodhisattva's voice continued to come.

"Why?"

At this time, the big monk was already somewhat confused.

"You monk, you are so stupid." The Bodhisattva rebuked him. "This spider demon did not commit a capital crime. Even if you catch her back, it is interrogation and punishment, suppression and conversion. Since that is the case, why can't she be handed over to Lin Zhenren for interrogation and punishment? What kind of status is Lin Zhenren? He will definitely not shield her."

"Bodhisattva doesn't know! Lin Zhenren is exactly trying to shield her!"

"Stop talking!"

"Bodhisattva!"

The big monk's heart was as firm as iron in the past, which was the help for his practice and the strength that the Bodhisattva valued. At this time, it became stubborn: "It was the Bodhisattva who guided the disciple to purge demons. The disciple has never been afraid. But now the demon who violated the heavenly law is in front of me, but the Bodhisattva wants this poor monk to let her go. Could it be that the Bodhisattva is also afraid of Lin Zhenren?"

"Amitabha, Baolin, you are attached."

"Then, what is the truth?"

The big monk looked at the Bodhisattva and then at Lin Jue, who was calm on the other side. He could neither imagine that just one Lin Zhenren could force the Bodhisattva to bow, nor could he imagine that the Bodhisattva, who was determined to purge demons on weekdays, would suddenly change her mind just because she bumped into another immortal: "Could it be that as Lin Zhenren said, the Bodhisattva ordered the disciple to purge demons, not for the peace of the human world, but for the benefit of incense?"

"Amitabha..."

The Bodhisattva was helpless and had to look at Lin Zhenren:

"Lin Zhenren, my disciple has excellent talent, but is persistent in his own opinions. Can you give this poor monk a face, considering that he is also a descendant of an old friend of the Zhenren, and let this female demon go? This poor monk can guarantee to the Zhenren that as long as she has never done anything wrong in this life, this poor monk will definitely not make things difficult for her."

It sounds like just going through the motions. Even if she takes her away, she will send her back.

But how could Lin Jue play this hypocritical trick with her?

Just as the big monk turned to look at Lin Jue, and the couple also looked at Lin Jue nervously, the Daoist smiled slightly:

"If the Bodhisattva takes this lady away, I still have a fox that I raised from childhood. Does the Bodhisattva want to take it away too?"

"Amitabha, the fox in the Zhenren's house was raised by the Zhenren from childhood and followed Lin Zhenren to purge demons, with boundless merit, so there is naturally no need for interrogation and judgment. Besides, the human imperial court now worships the nine-tailed fox as a lucky beast, and the nine-tailed fox is naturally different from ordinary demons."

"So it seems that this lady is also the same. She has done good deeds all her life, and her merit is not small, so there is no need for interrogation and judgment."

"Zhenren, give this poor monk a face, how about it?"

Lin Jue looked directly at her without speaking.

An upright person, even if he is a mortal, has a face worth a thousand catties. A hypocritical person, even if the Buddha light has flaws, how much is his face worth?

"Why does the Zhenren shield demons?"

"Doesn't the Bodhisattva have one? This lady has always been generous and kind. On the contrary, the lion under the Bodhisattva's seat still has its ferocity. If the Bodhisattva wants to purge demons, why not start with that lion under her?"

That golden-maned glazed blue lion roared fiercely when it heard the words.

Even the woman, who was a great demon, was frightened.

Only the Daoist remained calm.

And the Bodhisattva frowned, unhappy in her heart.

Since she came here, considering that the world now respects Taoism, and Lin Zhenren has great merit and prestige in the human world, she was very polite to him. By reason, this kind of politeness should be reciprocated. Bodhisattvas and immortals are not ordinary people, and their status is noble, so there is no need for conflict, but the other party didn't give her any face at all.

"It is said that the Zhenren is on good terms with the gods of the south. The Zhenren is so aggressive, is it because of partiality to the gods of the south?"

"Not so!"

The Bodhisattva in the sky and the Daoist on the ground looked at each other.

The Bodhisattva's eyes suddenly became golden, glazed and transparent, but unexpectedly only saw a cavity of calmness.

The Bodhisattva understood after a little thought—

He knew that her purging of demons was just to preach in the south and fight for incense with the gods of the south, so he disdained this behavior from the bottom of his heart. He also knew that in the past few years, on this land in the south, how many things like today's indiscriminate purging of demons, even involving people, had happened, so he was unhappy.

Since he was unhappy, he would not be polite to her.

Since he disdained, he would not change his attitude because of her politeness.

"This poor monk originally respected the Zhenren, but does Lin Zhenren think that this poor monk is afraid of the Zhenren?"

"Does it sound like the Bodhisattva is also skilled in both civil and military affairs?"

"Humph..."

The Bodhisattva in the sky snorted coldly and pointed a flower.

Brilliant golden light bloomed, instantly overpowering the dark clouds.

The countless raindrops between heaven and earth were like curtains, and in an instant, they all stopped. Then each raindrop turned into a red flower, and one petal weighed ninety thousand catties.

Countless red flowers fell rapidly, gathering towards the Daoist.

"Heh..."

Using flowers to deal with me?

The flower petals almost covered the heaven and earth, and also completely covered the Daoist's figure, but in silence, all the flower petals disappeared without a trace.

The Daoist still stood in place:

"Bodhi flower?"

The Bodhisattva in the air was shocked, but she was expressionless:

"Exactly."

"It seems that I have been to the temple too little."

The Daoist smiled slightly, chatting with her as if they were chatting, but it was a reciprocal gesture, pointing with his hand—the spring breeze blew the rain, rising straight up.

The Bodhisattva's eyes froze, one hand pinched the flower seal, and one palm slapped down.

The clear breeze and golden light swayed open at the same time.

The Bodhisattva quickly drove the clouds and rose into the sky.

When her vision rose, she saw the golden light swaying for dozens of li, then disappearing without a trace. The clear breeze still swayed like water waves, dyeing the rivers, mountains, and villages, turning them into brocade.

With one blow, the Bodhisattva retreated, and mountain flowers bloomed for eight hundred li!

The whole Flying Mountain was also full of flowers, and the foot of the mountain was also full of flowers. Both the couple and the big monk stood in place in a daze, either looking around or looking up at the empty sky.

"Little monk, do you know now? The only one who really wants to purge demons is the Zi Emperor in heaven. Your so-called Buddha kingdom is full of demons. The Bodhisattvas themselves use demons as mounts. They purge demons just for the sake of incense interests. At the same time, they bully the soft and fear the hard, and their firmness is not even as good as yours."

The big monk's heart was already gray and dead, unable to answer, and fell into the puddle of flower petals with a plop.

The Daoist slowly put away his umbrella.

The rain had stopped.