SFS Chapter 186 The Suffering of Ksitigarbha and Maitreya, Who Understands?
Chapter 186 The Suffering of Ksitigarbha and Maitreya, Who Understands?
two people
One is the future leader of the Western religion.
One is the core elite of Western religion.
Their eagerness surprised all the Western Christian disciples.
what happened?
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hastily waved away the onlookers, a flush rising on his face from his anxiety. He calmed himself, rubbed his temples, and waved his sleeve:
"That's enough for today's morning class."
Many more disciples were puzzled.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva usually doesn't care about anything except going to the shore of the Blood Sea to perform rituals for the deceased. Why would he show such an expression today?
Maitreya, who arrived later, forced a smile.
After clearing his throat and drawing everyone's attention to himself, he said with a half-smile and a half-threat:
"Disperse, everyone. This is a trivial matter and there's no need to trouble Master."
Although sages can know everything in the world just by sitting in their rooms, Jieyin and Zhunti have been in seclusion and do not care about anything outside of this because they are looking for the last trace of primordial purple energy.
Unless someone reports it, no one will know.
The Western disciples looked at each other, completely baffled.
"Senior brother, this person's appearance is very strange. If we cannot become fellow disciples, we should investigate him carefully."
The disciple looked at Yang Jiao strangely and made a suggestion to Maitreya and Ksitigarbha.
however,
Who knows Yang Jiao's background better than them?
How could I not know when we've shared the same life?
Maitreya looked utterly powerless, and his smile was tinged with bitterness.
I had to bite the bullet and say:
“I know. You should step back first. With me and Ksitigarbha here, this little celestial being will not escape the Western Sect.”
With that, everyone felt relieved.
They all bowed and took their leave.
As they stepped back, their eyes remained fixed on Yang Jiao.
After the main hall was empty, Maitreya and Ksitigarbha finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially Maitreya, whose future is so bright, how could Yang Jiao be allowed to have the idea of giving up?
He immediately and earnestly advised:
"Young friend, life is beautiful and the future is bright. You can't let things get to you."
"No one in this world can be depressed, but you can't be depressed."
Yang Jiao was so angry at the two of them that she laughed.
Didn't we say we wouldn't care?
He glanced at them sideways, crossed his arms, and gave a soft hum:
"Get me out of here! Your Western religion is terrifying!"
As expected of a long-standing traditional culture, the phrase "having an affinity with Western religion" has lured countless disciples into the trap.
When Yang Jiao looked at Maitreya again, she even suspected that they were one of the earliest pyramid scheme groups.
"Delivery, delivery, delivery!"
Maitreya said helplessly, realizing he had been so shocked that he forgot to ask her, "How did you suddenly become a follower of the Western religion?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, recalling Yang Jiao's actions just now and looking at her reddened palms, said:
"Why do you possess escape techniques from Western religions?"
Speaking of this...
Yang Jiao was furious.
At the time, I was so focused on getting it that I forgot to ask about the instructions for using Wutian.
If I had known that I was being directly teleported to the Western Religion, I would never have dared to come, even if you killed me.
If the person leading the lesson in the hall today were not Ksitigarbha, but rather the already saintly Jieyin and Zhunti, Yang Jiao would probably have truly perished here.
After all, the entire Three Realms are searching for this coveted last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi.
And this pancake is inside my stomach.
She was still shaken, but continued chatting with them:
"Let's talk as we walk, hurry up, I'm never coming to the Western Church again."
Their Western religion is indeed impoverished; the most luxurious place is this preaching hall, but once you step outside, you see a desolate scene.
Look at the sects of other saints; they're either on some fairy island or some fairy mountain, their pretentiousness is extraordinary.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva walked to Yang Jiao's side, his tall figure blocking her from others' view, and asked:
"You still haven't explained how the burrowing button came to be."
Yang Jiao sighed, speechless.
“It was given to me by someone in your sect named Kinnara.”
"Kinnara?"
Upon hearing the sound, Maitreya paused in his steps.
He knew this person; he was highly regarded by his master, but his hobbies were a bit strange.
While others listened to the teachings and cultivated themselves, he insisted on making the Western religion a place of abundance and prosperity.
He has an extremely kind heart.
If it was given by Kinnara, then there is nothing wrong with it.
But what is the relationship between Wutian and Kinnara?
If it were anyone else, Maitreya would have some doubts, wondering if that person would do evil in the West in the future, but since that person was Kinnara, it didn't matter.
He won't.
He just likes planting grass.
Does he use mud to oppose the Three Realms?
Ksitigarbha looked at Maitreya with a thoughtful expression in his narrowed eyes and then chuckled at him:
"Didn't you want Yang Jiao to join the Western Religion before? Now that she's already here, are you willing to let her go?"
Speaking of the past, Maitreya did indeed think about it.
The main point is that the stronger the Western religion becomes, the easier it will be for him to become its leader in the future.
Of course,
Even if he became the leader of the cult, he wouldn't dare to order the person who shared his life with him to do anything. What would he do if something happened to her?
Maitreya glared at Ksitigarbha speechlessly.
Yang Jiao was extremely anxious, so she lowered her head, covered her face, and walked forward.
He urged:
"Hurry, hurry, let's go."
The two immediately quickened their pace.
They only stopped when they had sent Yang Jiao out of the Western Sect and could still see the edge of the Blood Sea in the distance.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at Yang Jiao for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say:
"Take good care of yourself, you absolutely must take good care of yourself."
Maitreya nodded in agreement.
Yang Jiao, you absolutely cannot get into trouble!
Feeling warmed by the care shown to her, Yang Jiao smiled and decided to forgive them for not helping her earlier.
He waved his hand and said:
"I will be fine."
Hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Jiao thought to herself, "What's the big deal? It's just a trip to the Western Religion's main hall."
He said nonchalantly:
"I was just fusing the Taiji Banner in the middle of the Blood Sea, and even the Styx Ancestor couldn't kill me, right?"
Ksitigarbha's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
Maitreya felt his breath catch in his throat!
Her intention was to feel smug.
To be able to escape from a near-master, that's quite impressive.
Yang Jiao praised:
"Your Western religions do have something; even a quasi-saint can't catch up with that earth-burrowing button."
“Impossible…” Maitreya shook his head after hearing this, refusing to believe it. “Absolutely impossible.”
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva continued:
"Yes, absolutely not."
"The power of a quasi-saint. This earth-burrowing button is practical, but a quasi-saint can just snap his finger and fasten it to you."
Their eyes met again.
I have a feeling that something is wrong...
Why does the wind blowing through their Western religions feel so chilly today?