Chapter 751: Chapter 751

Bull Demon King shivered and quickly got up, joyfully saying, "Thank you, Sect Hierarch, thank you elder brother~ I dare not offend again, I will definitely treat my family well."

Bai Jin looked at Ming He Sect Master and smiled, "Sect Master, would you like to stay for a drink?"

With a wave of his hand, the twisted vortex above the Heavenly Court closed and disappeared, and the surging murderous intent of the Blood Sea also vanished.

Inside the Palace of the Polestar, Ming He Sect Master, Princess Iron Fan, Red Boy, and Bull Demon King were all enveloped in a blood mist, which dispersed and disappeared, and all of them vanished.

Bai Jin’s voice rang out: "Law Enforcement Team, follow me."

The members of the Law Enforcement Team all respectfully bowed and responded, "Yes~"

Emperor Gouchen and the Law Enforcement Team instantly disappeared.

Jade Emperor yawned, finally, it was over, but sadly there was no fight.

Suddenly, the Divine Temple erupted in murmurs, everyone quietly discussing.

"Ming He Sect Master dares to threaten the Heavenly Court, what does he intend to do?"

"Emperor Gouchen is indeed formidable, to be able to confront Ming He Sect Master, when exactly did the Emperor become the strongest?"

"It’s not a confrontation, I feel Emperor Gouchen is even a notch above Ming He Sect Master."

"Back when he was in Jie Sect, I noticed Emperor Gouchen was extraordinary, and now he has finally soared high, congratulations are indeed in order."

"Thankfully, they didn’t fight, otherwise, even if we won, it would be a pyrrhic victory."

"If they had fought, regardless of the outcome, once Ming He Sect Master started his ruthless massacre of All Gods, no one would be able to stop him, probably not even Emperor Gouchen."

Jade Emperor coughed twice, and suddenly the Divine Temple fell silent.

Gold Star Taibai stepped forward, swung his horsetail whisk, and loudly said, "The court is dismissed!"

All Gods lined up, bowed their hands in respect, and chanted in unison, "We bid farewell to the Supreme Emperor of Heaven!"

Jade Emperor got up and left towards the distance.

In the Spiritual Mountain, many Buddha Bodhisattvas eagerly watched the Blood Sea retract, full of anticipation, only to be met with silence; Ming He Sect Master, are you not capable?

Universal Virtue Bodhisattva incredulously said, "Is it over just like that?"

Other Buddha Bodhisattvas were also filled with absurdity; the earlier momentum was so grand, it seemed like the Blood Sea engulfed the heavens, the doomsday of the Heavenly Court, and yet it ended so simply? With such a huge fuss, why didn’t you fight? Weren’t you very imposing when the Blood flooded the Spiritual Mountain?

The Buddha’s booming voice resonated, "You all may leave."

"Yes!" All the Buddha Bodhisattvas stood up, respectfully bowed, and turned to leave.

The Buddha sighed deeply, his figure flashed and disappeared, and the next moment appeared on the summit of a mountain, surrounded by breathtaking beauty.

Thousands of peaks as sharp as spears, towering cliffs as screens. The sunlight casting a pale light locks the greens, rain collects the dark hues holding the clear blue. Old vines entwine ancient trees, at the old ferry crosses the secluded path. Exotic flowers and auspicious plants, tall bamboos and pine trees. Tall bamboos and pine trees, evergreen for ten thousand years surpassing the blessed land; exotic flowers and auspicious plants, flourishing in all seasons, rivaling the fairy islands. The close cries of secluded birds, the clear sounds of spring water. Layers of valleys and chasms wrapped in orchids, mossy cliffs everywhere.

Halfway up the mountain, there stands a cave mansion, before which a stone stele is erected, towering about ten meters high and two meters wide. Engraved upon it are the words written "Spirit Platform, Mountain of Mind and Heart, Three Star Cave."

The Buddha silently waits at the summit.

From within the cave mansion, a chorus of chants emerges, where dozens of young Taoists engage in Zen enlightenment, martial arts, and spell practice, leaping all over.

An old Taoist with kind brows and benevolent eyes walks out from the courtyard, holding a horsetail whisk draped over his arm, his moon-white Taoist robe setting him apart from the mundane world.

Inside the courtyard, all the young Taoists immediately stop their activities and gather together to bow respectfully, shouting in unison, "Greetings to the Master!"

Master Puti smiles and nods, saying, "Practice diligently, do not slack! So as to display the might of our Taoism in future days."

"Yes!" All the young Taoists respond respectfully in unison, their gazes filled with reverence towards Master Puti.

Master Puti smiles and walks towards the outside; with each step, he crosses tens of thousands of meters. In a few moments, he reaches the summit, standing before Duo Bao Tathagata.

Master Puti bows and says with a smile, "Poor Puti pays respects to the supreme of Buddhism."

The Buddha quickly steps aside, replying, "Not worthy! The humble monk greets the Sect Hierarch." He brings his hands together and bends in a bow.

Master Puti immediately steps aside, chuckling, "I am Puti, just a Loose Person of Taoism, not any Sect Hierarch. You may call me Fellow Daoist. May I know the purpose of your visit, Fellow Daoist?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel✦fire.net

The Buddha lowers his stance, replying, "I came to seek help from Fellow Daoist."

"What troubles you, Fellow Daoist?"

"Heavenly Dao predicts the rise of Buddhism, with the Seven Saints destined for the Westward Journey. However, during the journey to obtain the scriptures, interference first by Bai Jin, inner conflicts among the Sutra Takers abound; not to mention Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing, Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang hurt each other. Then, the Blood Sea floods Spiritual Mountain, undermining the foundation of Buddhism, and the alliance between the Demon Clan and Buddhism deteriorates, with Demon Court hostile to Buddhism. I wonder, how can Buddhism rise? Even before its rise, it’s already surrounded by enemies. Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court, God of Wealth launches the Three Realms Bank, unifying monetary values. Bai Jin introduces the Three Realms Mall, facilitating the circulation of goods across realms, benefiting everyone from Immortal Gods to the common folk, thus elevating the Qi Fortune of Heavenly Court, while Buddhism has lost its essence. How can it rise from this?"

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!" Master Puti bows, smiling, "I am aware of your concerns, and it is the traditional virtue of Taoism to find joy in helping others. Today, I shall act according to Heaven’s will. You may return and wait for good news."

"Thanks to you, Fellow Daoist!" The Buddha bows, his figure disappearing amidst ripples.

To the West lies Hua Mountain, where the principle of Lesser Yin prevails, giving birth to flourishing life, hence named Hua Mountain, standing five thousand ren tall, carved into a square shape. From afar, it resembles a flowering blossom, also known as Flower Mountain.

At the foot of Hua Mountain lies a town with a Divine Temple named after the Three Saint Mothers. Under their protection, the townsfolk live peacefully and prosperously, the town growing from a small settlement into a bustling city.

"Let’s fly kites~ Cheap kites for sale~"

"Sculpted candy, both beautiful and delicious~~"

"Rely on parents at home, friends when overseas. Distinguished folks, as a newcomer to this blessed land, unfamiliar with the place, I rely entirely on friends for sustenance. I know a few little tricks and arts, and here, I shall perform. Those who can afford it, please support with money; those who can’t, support with your presence... Boom~"

A blaze of fire erupts, followed by continuous applause.

Today is precisely the festival of the Three Saint Mothers Temple, wealthy families within the town money to invite theater troupes, performing grand operas over three days, attracting merchants from surrounding towns and creating an exceptionally lively scene.