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But Yang Erlang sensed something amiss.
That wasn't him.
Instead, it was his brothers who returned.
"Finally home!"
Yang Erlang also stood up, a look of joy in his eyes: "These years have truly been tough for them!"
He then went up the steps.
But what I saw were several beams of light and shadow.
"Big brother!"
"Brother!"
……
The three who arrived knelt down in unison.
Their eyes were also filled with tears.
After all, the brothers had been separated for too long this time.
It has been around for about five hundred years.
They really missed their eldest brother.
Yang Erlang quickly helped them up and said, "Brothers, you've really suffered these past years. Come with me. Now that we're all gathered here, let's have a good drink."
He looked at the group of people again.
However, they discovered that Hao Fu Li Shi had not yet returned.
Thus, doubts arose in my mind.
Could it be that the chosen one has not yet reached the Flaming Mountain?
He had doubts in his heart.
But now I'm finally able to see all my brothers.
However, he quickly suppressed these emotions.
He glanced at the people around him, then sat down there.
The three men—the wealthy man in the yellow robe, the martial arts master in the green hat, and the Taoist priest with the black hand—sat down one after another.
Yang Erlang poured them wine.
He actually felt apologetic towards the three of them.
Because of his and the monkey's scheme.
He caused his brothers to suffer.
I've been staying near those great demons all these years.
Can their lives really be good?
After everyone had sat down, Yang Erlang finally asked a question.
After all, he really wanted to know what had happened.
He wanted to know more.
What stage has the Mandate of Heaven reached now?
These days, whenever he closes his eyes, he thinks of that monkey.
But he is already dead.
This caused him to lose interest in fighting.
Moreover, he himself has many doubts.
A chosen one is needed to solve this!
The group drank their wine and recounted the bitterness of their separation over the years.
They then turned to the chosen one.
……
Flaming Mountain.
Hongyi finally made it here.
But they heard news from the roadside.
The chosen one had already been to the Flaming Mountain.
It also helped them solve a major problem.
"He's really quick."
Hongyi stood on a high mountain, looking down and shaking her head: "I didn't expect to fall behind. But since he was able to resolve the Flaming Mountain matter so quickly, I'm afraid it's true, as Master said, that he is the true chosen one, the one who changes destiny!"
That's what she was thinking.
Then he turned and looked towards Flower Fruit Mountain.
Sun Wukong's spirit stone is right there.
The only way is to go back there.
Only those destined for greatness can truly become whole.
Only then will they be able to inherit their future destiny and become the true ones who are destined for disaster.
With this in mind.
Hongyi then transformed into a cloud and headed towards Flower Fruit Mountain.
After that figure turned into a black dot.
That place in the sky.
It was just that a faint glow of light was emanating from it.
That seems to be a change that only a great Buddhist master could achieve.
Bathed in the glow of the sunset.
There were also willow branches hanging down.
Yet it instantly nourished the Flaming Mountain.
……
Western Spirit Mountain.
The World-Honored One, Tathagata, was still discussing Zen with all the Buddhas.
At this moment, his words were as brilliant as a golden lotus.
This even convinced many Buddhas and Arhats.
But he seemed to have a premonition.
Observe with discerning eyes.
They then learned what had happened in the Flaming Mountains.
"That chosen one was kind-hearted..."
The Buddha paused his sermons and meditation, but also said, "He did a great deed in that Flaming Mountain, and he also saved Sudhana's life. It was truly a great act of kindness!"
His expression remained calm.
It seemed as if the life and death of the Red Boy clan were none of his concern.
And at that time...
A arhat stepped forward and said, "Buddha, the Rakshasa clan has always been fond of fighting and violence. Wherever they go, disasters are inevitable. I pray that you, Buddha, have mercy and eradicate the root of this calamity, restoring peace to the Three Realms!"
"In Buddhism, compassion has always been a core value."
The Buddha's face was compassionate, yet he said, "If the Buddhas were to do such a thing, it would be as if they had broken the precept against killing. When the calamity comes, their millennia of cultivation would be destroyed in an instant."
An Arhat stepped forward and asked, "Buddha, what should we do?"
"The end of all things is ordained by Heaven!"
The Buddha's eyes were closed as he said, "In my Buddhist school, there is the Victorious Fighting Buddha, who should sweep away all evil and promote the righteous path!"
The Arhats quickly understood.
They all nodded.
Only Lingji Bodhisattva felt uneasy.
He personally participated in one of the stages, so he understands it clearly.
He also knew that the Buddha had acted in this way.
It was to make the Victorious Fighting Buddha put away his restless mind.