stjorthotic Chapter 30: I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty? One sentence caused Ksitigarbha to break
Chapter 30: I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty? One sentence caused Ksitigarbha to break
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Manjushri's Wisdom Sword lunged at Lu Chen's replica of the Wisdom Sword.
The two swords clashed in mid-air. Their blades flashed, sparks flew. Every angle, every force, every change of move—exactly the same.
You slash me with your sword, I slash you with my sword.
You used "Manjushri Cuts Off Falsehoods" —
He used "Manjushri cuts through falsehood".
You changed your move to "Prajna Stroke" —
He changed his move to "Prajna Stroke".
Manjushri's eyes widened.
He has practiced his swordsmanship for thousands of years. Every movement he makes is something he knows best.
Now his opponent is using his own swordsmanship to fight him.
His body couldn't believe it before his mind could.
On the other side of Puxian.
A six-tusked white elephant collided with "ivory" replicated from the sunken land.
Ivory against ivory.
The white elephant crashed so hard the earth shook, and the golden tusk shadow loomed opposite—
The impact caused the earth to shake violently.
With a wave of his hand, Samantabhadra unleashed the Buddhist "Dharmadness of the Dharma Realm," causing his body to instantly swell to three times its original size.
The "ivory" on the opposite side also swelled to three times its original size.
Puxian was dumbfounded.
On Guanyin's side.
The water column from the willow-leaf water bottle entangled with the water column from Lu Chen's replica "water bottle".
Water column against water column.
She used "the nectar of compassion".
The opponent used "Merciful Dew".
She used "great compassion to cleanse her sins".
The other side used "Great Compassion Cleanses Sins".
Guanyin's face turned bright red.
Her innate magical technique was used by a mortal to fight against her.
On the side of Ksitigarbha.
Tin staff against tin staff.
Nine gold rings against nine gold rings.
Knock knock knock knock.
"Crossing the Netherworld to Hell" is paired with "Crossing the Netherworld to Hell".
"Rebirth in the Underworld" is the counterpart to "Rebirth in the Underworld".
Ksitigarbha's expression remained calm throughout.
But a trickle of blood seeped from his staff.
—That's because he activated his innate technique too aggressively, depleting his own health.
The four great Bodhisattvas, the four battlefields, the four sides evenly matched.
The main hall was turned into a battlefield.
The beams and pillars shattered. The golden tiles collapsed. The embroidered curtains were torn to shreds by the blast wave. The floor tiles crumbled and flew through the air.
The palace doors were pushed open by the shockwave and could not be closed.
King Puji stood to one side, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
The group of guardians wanted to go up.
But they dared not go up.
They couldn't get into the battlefield where the Four Great Bodhisattvas were fighting.
As soon as they get involved, Lu Chen's clones will "casually" drag them into the battle.
On every battlefront where the odds are even, the more people Lu Chen has, the more routes he can clear.
For every few of them, Lu Chen would have a few more sticks.
The more they climbed up, the more Lu Chen got.
They can't do anything.
They could only watch helplessly as the four great Bodhisattvas fought a mortal to a draw.
Sun Wukong leaned against a pillar in the palace.
He had a blade of grass in his mouth.
He watched slowly and deliberately.
The pillar creaked and cracked from the shockwaves of the battlefield.
Sun Wukong shifted his position and leaned against a intact pillar next to him.
Continue chewing grass.
Lu Chen was caught in a lull in the fighting.
He spoke to Manjushri.
"Manjushri Bodhisattva".
"..."
"Your junior brother."
"..."
"I saw him last time."
"The beating was much lighter than today's."
"Your junior brother has set up his formation today."
"It seems they've come to give you face."
Manjushri's sword paused.
Lu Chen's sword immediately paused.
The two swords hovered in the air for a moment.
It's a 50/50 split.
Even the slightest pause is exactly the same.
Manjushri gritted his teeth and swung his sword again.
Lu Chen swung his sword in response.
Lu Chen turned his gaze to Pu Xian.
"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva".
"..."
"Your junior brother is standing next to you."
"This time—"
"Don't let me talk you away like I did last time."
"If you also try to escape today, the titles of the Four Great Bodhisattvas will have to be changed."
"They should be called the Three Great Bodhisattvas."
Puxian gritted his teeth.
"...Immeasurable Buddha."
"Reciting Buddhist scriptures is useless," Lu Chen laughed. "I'm here. No matter how many times you recite them, it won't make a difference."
Their gaze turned to Guanyin.
"Compassionate Voyage".
"..."
Be careful.
"That willow-leaf vase of yours from last time—"
"It was brought from the Taoist sect, wasn't it?"
"What was it called back in the Sanqing area?"
"It's called a glass bottle."
"It's the same approach as renaming your Wisdom Sword."
"They all changed after converting to Buddhism."
"To put it nicely, it's called 'when in Rome, do as the Romans do'."
To put it bluntly—
"A complete makeover".
Guanyin's water jets suddenly lost their control.
The sinking water column then went out of control.
The two streams of water collided chaotically in the air, forming a cloud of mist.
It's a 50/50 split.
Even the loss of control is exactly the same.
"Cihang, please control your emotions," Lu Chen said with a smile. "If you lose control, I'll lose control too. I can't keep going like this."
Guanyin's face turned bright red, and she gritted her teeth and shut her mouth.
Finally, our gaze turned to Ksitigarbha.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva".
"..."
"Don't force yourself."
"Your tin staff."
"You can keep me in check."
"That is, Hell is empty."
Is Hell empty?
"How many years have you been saying, 'I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty'?"
"Count them yourself—"
"Has there been more or less hell these past few years?"
"Your oath looks like a vow."
"It's actually a promise that will never be kept."
The hand of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
A heavy tremor ran through it.
His staff, with its nine golden rings, froze for a moment.
The sunken tin staff.
It also froze for a moment.
But Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not lose his composure.
He simply closed his eyes slowly.
"Fellow Daoist."
"Passed."
"Whether it passes or not is up to me," Lu Chen laughed. "It's not like I'm the only one saying it."
"You know the answer in your heart."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not speak again.
-
After an incense stick has burned.
Manjushri withdrew first.
His sword of wisdom could no longer maintain that precise exchange.
He took three steps back, the tip of his sword touching the ground.
Lu Chen's "Manjushri Sword" also automatically retreated three steps, its tip touching the ground.
It's a 50/50 chance, even if we lose, it's still a 50/50 chance.
The next one to retreat was Guanyin.
She withdrew her willow-leaf water bottle from her hand, the mouth of the bottle facing upwards, and the water stream flowed back into the bottle inch by inch.
Lu Chen automatically put his "Willow Leaf Bottle" back into place.
The third to retreat was Puxian.
The six-tusked white elephant let out a low growl and disappeared into the void.
Lu Chen's "ivory" also automatically dispersed.
Finally, there is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
He slammed his tin staff into the ground.
Lu Chen's "tin staff" was also planted on the ground.
The four magical treasures of the Four Great Bodhisattvas.
Lu Chen's four clones.
They dissipated at the same time.
The battlefield inside the main hall fell silent instantly.
All that remained was the crackling sound of the golden roof tiles falling.
In Lu Chen's hands.
All that remained was that original, unremarkable wooden stick.
He slowly stood with his hands behind his back.
Look up at the center of the main hall.
That empty lotus seat.
The lotus pedestal remains intact.
Because no one dared to let that stick actually land on the lotus seat.
Lu Chen smiled.
"Four Bodhisattvas are not enough."
"Who else?"
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The four Bodhisattvas all withdrew.
Guanyin sat on the ground, panting heavily. A crack appeared on the blade of Manjushri's wisdom sword. Samantabhadra, leaning against a pillar, could barely stand. Ksitigarbha remained with his eyes closed, his staff resting on the ground, half-leaning, half-standing.
King Puji's face was whiter than snow.
He looked at the mortal standing with his hands behind his back in the center of the hall.
Looking at the disheveled state of the four Bodhisattvas.
Looking at that still intact lotus pedestal.
For the first time, he felt a sense of accomplishment with the pilgrimage progress booklet in his hand.
It's really no use anymore.
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