Finally, under Qin Manyun's expectant gaze, Meng Junliang slowly walked over.
The entire restaurant suddenly became quiet, and only Meng Junliang's voice could be heard.
"The Jade Emperor decreed that the gods of the Cloud Tribe were to invite the Three Pure Ones, the Four Imperials, the Five Elders, the Six Ministers, the Seven Elements, the Eight Extremities, the Nine Luminaries, the Ten Capitals, and the Ten True Saints to attend the banquet and thank Buddha together. He also ordered the Four Heavenly Masters and the Nine Heavens Fairies to open the Jade Capital, the Taixuan Treasure Palace, and the Dongyang Jade Mansion, and invited Buddha to sit on the Seven Treasures Spiritual Platform. Arrange the seats for each class, arrange dragon liver and phoenix marrow, jade-liquid immortal peaches … "
An extremely luxurious banquet slowly unfolded in front of everyone. Although it was just a story, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The names and positions of the Immortals attending the banquet made them dizzy, and they almost lost the ability to think.
As for the dragon liver and phoenix marrow on the table, they didn't even dare to think about it.
Those were dragons and phoenixes, ancient divine beasts that were born in the Immortal Realm. In the eyes of cultivators, they were inviolable and could only kneel down and worship them. Who would dare to think about eating them?
However, in this Heavenly Palace, dragon liver and phoenix marrow were actually a dish.
Terrifying, too terrifying!
While Qin Manyun was shocked, she didn't forget to connect the dots and think about the deeper meaning behind it.
Since the scholar said that this place tested her comprehension, she must pay attention.
She frowned and held her breath.
The Heavenly Palace was celebrating the suppression of Sun Wukong, which was very similar to the celebration after defeating a powerful enemy in the Immortal Realm.
The loser was suppressed at the bottom and couldn't make a comeback, while the winner was high above and raised a cup to celebrate.
As for the dragons and phoenixes, what was the difference between them and ordinary demons in the eyes of the Immortals?
It turned out that apart from being powerful, the Immortals were no different from the cultivators.
What was this hinting at?
Qin Manyun continued to listen.
The scholar's tone was steady, and the plot progressed bit by bit.
Many people only treated it as a story, but some people gradually frowned with a trace of deep thought.
They felt that there was a shocking secret hidden behind this.
Sun Wukong was suppressed, and the story began to unfold around Buddhism.
When the Bodhisattvas heard this, they put their palms together and asked the Buddha, "Which Sancang sutra does the Buddha have?" "I have a Dharma Zang, which talks about the heaven; a Discourse Zang, which talks about the earth; a Sutra Zang, which talks about the ghosts; a total of thirty-five volumes of the Sanzang, which should be 15,144 scrolls; they are the path of cultivation, the gate of righteousness and goodness.
I'm going to send it to the Eastern Lands … to find a good believer. I'm going to teach him to go through a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers. I'm going to teach him the true scripture. I'm going to teach him to pass it on to the Eastern Lands forever. I'm going to persuade him.
This, this, this …
Qin Manyun widened her eyes and stared at Meng Junliang.
The beginning of Journey to the West suddenly appeared, and Qin Manyun's brain rumbled at the same time.
Buddhism traveled to the East to find someone to ask for the true scripture from the West. Meng Junliang was guided by an expert, and he also went all the way to the West. The difference was that one was to ask for the true scripture from the West, and the other was to preach to the West!
Buddhism was to impart Buddhism to the world.
Why did the expert preach to the West? What was his deep meaning?
When the scholar talked about how he subdued Sun Wukong and asked him to protect Tang Sanzang to go to the West to retrieve the scripture, Qin Manyun's breathing became heavier.
Sun Wukong was arrogant and had strong abilities. Moreover, he was suppressed by Buddhism for five hundred years. How could he be willing to protect Tang Sanzang to go to the West to retrieve the scripture?
Meng Junliang glanced at Qin Manyun. Today, he spoke more than usual.
He only stopped when Sun Wukong put on the tight cuff.
"The monk saw that what he said was reasonable and did not dare to move. He could only change his mind and kneel down to plead," Master! This is his way of dealing with me. He wants me to follow you to the West. I won't provoke him. You don't need to listen to him, just recite. I'm willing to protect you. You won't regret it. "Tang Sanzang said," If that's the case, wait on me and get on the horse. "
The monk was determined. He pulled himself together and straightened his back. He buckled the horse, packed his luggage, and rushed to the West. After all, there's more to say after this trip. Let's wait for the next time … "
The scholar stood up and left. Qin Manyun sat in her original position with a complicated expression.
Her expression kept changing. Sometimes she was angry, sometimes she was desperate. Her pretty face was pale.
She understood!
She understood the hint in the expert's story!
However, after knowing the truth, she felt even more powerless.
It was said that the big shots liked to use the Heavens and Earth as chess pieces and play with the fate of the common people. It seemed that it was true.
Wasn't Tathagata's plan to send people to the West to retrieve the scripture? The so-called Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong were just chess pieces arranged by him.
Even if Sun Wukong cultivated a body of supernatural powers, so what? In the end, didn't he still become obedient and let others arrange his fate like a dog?
As for the Circle-tightening Spell, now that the path between immortals and mortals was cut off in the Immortal Cultivation World, wasn't it equivalent to the Circle-tightening Spell of the Immortal Cultivators?
Could it be that there was a powerful person who set this up?!
The Heavens and Earth are heartless and treat all living things like straw dogs. Where should we go from here?
Luo Shiyu saw that her body was trembling. She couldn't help but ask, "Sister Manyun, what's wrong?"
Qin Manyun clenched her teeth. There was unspeakable bitterness in her expression. She smiled bitterly and said, "I think I know the reason why the path between immortals and mortals is cut off."
"The path between immortals and mortals is cut off?" Luo Shiyu was slightly stunned.
"Yes." Qin Manyun nodded. "We Immortal Cultivators pursue the Way of Immortality. However, in the end, you'll realize that becoming an immortal is just an illusion. In these thousands of years, there hasn't been a case of ascension."
Luo Shiyu said in disbelief, "What? How could this be? Weren't there many legends about becoming an immortal in the past? "
"In the past, there were indeed, but not anymore." Qin Manyun said in a low voice, "Our Linxian Palace even specially contacted our ancestors who ascended to the Immortal Realm. We only received news that the path between immortals and mortals was cut off. As for the reason, no one knows."
"Hiss —"
Luo Shiyu gasped. This news was too shocking. It made her temporarily lose her ability to think. It could definitely be listed as the biggest secret in the Immortal Cultivation World!
No wonder there hadn't been news of anyone becoming an immortal for a long time. Moreover, it had been a long time since an immortal descended to the mortal realm.
The path between immortals and mortals … was cut off?
Whoosh!
Qin Manyun stood up and quickly walked out of the restaurant's door. She walked towards Meng Junliang.
Meng Junliang was still sitting under the willow tree from last night. When he saw Qin Manyun walking towards him, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Have you understood?"
Qin Manyun bowed. "I understand."
Meng Junliang smiled and said, "Let's hear it."
"The Heavens and Earth are the chessboard, and the common people are the chess pieces. I'm not talented, but I'm willing to become a chess piece in the hands of the expert," Qin Manyun said solemnly.
Meng Junliang's face showed that she was a teachable child. "It seems that your comprehension isn't too bad."
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