Chapter 94

As Zhu Ganglie was fully focused on steering the Taiyi Golden Scales Boat towards the Great Wasteland, deep within a vast mountain range over ten thousand miles away from Leizhai, a colossal reclining Buddha statue stretched for hundreds of miles, resembling a mountain range.

Beneath this reclining Buddha, ancient temples stood tall, their bells resonating through the mountains and fields.

At the top of the reclining Buddha, six old monks respectfully spoke to a small monk wrapped in a gray robe.

The small monk was seated on a white lotus throne, his hands forming the Demon Subduing Mudra, gently looking at the six old monks.

And below the small monk, two rows of monks, both old and young, sat cross-legged, with golden halos hanging behind their heads.

"Have you not seen it wrong? Is it really the Ten Thousand Households Buddha?"

The small monk raised his head and looked at the six old monks calmly, his eyes carrying a faint trace of inquiry, with a hint of excitement deep within.

"Reverend Arhat, the scene revealed by the green lamp is indeed the Ten Thousand Households Buddha, which has suppressed the golden seal bestowed by the Arhat!"

White Plum Old Monk clasped his hands together and immediately spoke, fearing that the Arhat before him would not believe his words.

This small monk was none other than the Zen Master Zhisheng, who had attained the Arhat Golden Body at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

"The Ten Thousand Households Buddha method is in the hands of a Daoist disciple. If we can convert him to our Buddha, he will surely become a Buddha Master, and we may enter the Pure Land through such merit!"

The small monk spoke softly, his eyes becoming increasingly bright, then gently closed them, as if in deep thought.

"You must remain here to guard the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and not leave lightly. With my Golden Body here, there is no fear of any evil or heretical forces. I will go and investigate!"

As Zhisheng Zen Master spoke, the white lotus beneath him shimmered with golden light, and he disappeared.

At this moment, Zhu Ganglie, steering the Taiyi Golden Scales Boat, arrived over the capital city of the Qingqiu Kingdom, gazing at the city with a sudden surge of emotion.

Over a decade ago, he was just a novice cultivator, stepping into this place with trepidation, unsure of what lay ahead.

If he had been tempted by the wealth and glory here, he would likely have grown old and eventually turned to dust.

With a sigh, he took a closer look.

But this look brought a sense of gravity to his eyes: "What a strong demonic aura!"

Feeling this immense demonic aura, Zhu Ganglie pondered for a moment, then descended from the Taiyi Golden Scales Boat, landing outside the city and slowly walking in.

The capital city had not changed much from over a decade ago, and even if it had, it would not have made much difference to Zhu Ganglie.

After entering the city, Zhu Ganglie inquired slightly and learned that the current ruler was still his grandfather, Zhu Xu.

Over a decade ago, he had exchanged two spiritual treasures for two longevity pills, and now he controlled the entire Qingqiu Kingdom.

However, after a long reign, the once spirited Zhu Xu had become indulgent in pleasure, and the Qingqiu Kingdom had become increasingly chaotic.

After gathering this information, Zhu Ganglie came to the palace, gazing at the imposing structure. His eyes flickered, and with the insight gained from his cultivation of the Dharma, he surveyed the palace.

Upon opening his eyes, he immediately saw that the golden dragon at the top of the Qingqiu Kingdom's palace, which symbolized the imperial aura, had become extremely weak and listless. Above the golden dragon, a shadow of a white three-tailed fox was continuously absorbing the dragon's energy.

Seeing this, Zhu Ganglie sneered. This three-tailed fox was none other than Tu Yumei, whom he had injured at Tushan.

When Tu Xiaoxiao mentioned the secret of the Qingqiu fox and the Tushan fox, he had not realized that the Qingqiu fox was actually located in the Qingqiu Kingdom. If not for the three-tailed fox's aura, he would not have suspected that the fox was causing chaos in the kingdom.

This was a matter of cause and effect. He had killed the three-tailed fox, and now the fox was wreaking havoc on his royal family. He would now eliminate it completely.

However, Zhu Ganglie did not rashly enter the palace to avoid unnecessary trouble. After some thought, he came up with a plan. He went to the center of the market, displaying a miraculous feat to draw the attention of the ruler.

His nominal grandfather was extremely fond of Daoism, greedy for life and afraid of death, and actively sought out cultivators. If he personally recruited a cultivator, he would treat them with even greater respect.

Walking through the market, Zhu Ganglie pondered how to display his miraculous powers to draw the ruler's attention. At this moment, he noticed a child wandering by.

The child was looking at a pear vendor, eager to eat a pear but without any money, could only look on helplessly.

"Go away! Go away! Where did you come from, you poor boy? Don't bother me while I'm doing business!"

The vendor impatiently drove the child away.

Seeing this, Zhu Ganglie smiled and had an idea. He walked to the vendor and bought a pear.

"Little one, do you want to eat a pear?"

Holding the pear, Zhu Ganglie smiled at the child.

"I can make many pears for you, but you have to tell me if you want to eat them."

Zhu Ganglie held the pear in front of the child, who, unable to resist the temptation, nodded.

"Great!"

Zhu Ganglie laughed heartily, placed the pear on the ground, and it slowly disappeared, growing into a small sapling, which then grew rapidly.

"Miracle! Miracle!"

In an instant, everyone in the market was stunned, gathering in circles, wanting to get closer but not daring to.

"Grow! Grow!"

Zhu Ganglie laughed loudly, and the pear tree continued to grow, quickly becoming lush and full.

"Ah! It really turned into a tree!"

All the people were shocked, holding their breath, wanting to see if the pear tree would really bear pears.

To everyone's amazement, the pear tree did indeed bear pears, which quickly ripened.

"Really, it grew pears! It grew pears!"

In an instant, everyone in the market shouted, and the news quickly spread throughout the streets. More people gathered from afar, all looking in disbelief at the lush pear tree with pears hanging from its branches.

"Little one, which pear do you want? You can pick them all yourself!"

Zhu Ganglie held the child and let him pick the pears from the tree. The child, unafraid, clapped his hands and happily picked the pears.

At this moment, Zhu Ganglie noticed a group of attendants in brocade robes quickly approaching from a distance. He felt reassured, knowing that he had caught the ruler's attention.

"Immortal, I am an attendant of the Qingqiu Kingdom, sent by my ruler to invite you to the palace to preach. My ruler is eagerly awaiting your arrival."

The attendant spoke respectfully before Zhu Ganglie.

Zhu Ganglie glanced at the attendant, pointed his finger, and the entire pear tree instantly disappeared, turning into a pile of pears. He then said to the attendant, "Alright, I will go see the ruler! Make sure to pay the pear vendor."

As Zhu Ganglie spoke, he left with the attendants. The head attendant was a bit confused, not understanding why they had to pay the vendor, but a moment later, the vendor cried out in distress, as his cart of pears had disappeared.

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