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Chapter 908 Three Thousand Worlds, Mount Ling in My Hands

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was expressionless, his body as still as if it were unyielding bones, yet he could strangely and stiffly turn around without moving his joints, facing Pigsy directly.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's actions were peculiar, yet his demeanor and tone were somewhat gentle:

“Bajie, you were once the Clean Altar Messenger, how could you commit such verbal sins?”

Marshal Tianpeng (Pigsy) stood in front of Zhu Sijie, Zhu Liumei, and Yongning Ji, carrying his nine-toothed rake, and looked disdainfully at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva:

“I am merely spouting empty words, but you, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, intercept evil spirits and disrupt the order of the underworld. You are the one who has truly committed a great evil and committed a great sin.”

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva remained silent, chanting Amitabha Buddha, without refuting Pigsy: "Perhaps, but we can't turn back now. We must move forward and see if we can cross the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore."

They speak kindly, but show no mercy in their actions.

As soon as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva finished speaking, a golden whip suddenly appeared in his hand.

The golden whip is square and upright, with three thousand mountain-shaped rings on its body, surrounded by mountains, rivers and streams, and a cool pavilion in the mountains. There are winding stone paths and thousands of Buddha statues and Bodhisattva images that can be seen everywhere on the stone walls. Even the smallest ones, smaller than a grain of rice, are still carved with lifelike detail.

The tip of the whip is as steep as a mountain peak. The most peculiar thing is that the tip of the steel whip has three overlapping layers, just like the double-eaved hip roof of the main hall of a temple. The sloping eaves, five ridges and four slopes are all there. The wall is also carved with lifelike dragons and nine dragon sons squatting on the roof ridge.

This whip is clearly very heavy and made of high-quality materials. It is not adorned with precious stones or jade, but with such exquisite carvings, it looks like a delicate, gorgeous, and expensive work of art.

It should be held in the hands of gods and Buddhas, not appear on the battlefield.

Oh, it was held in the hands of the Bodhisattva and then taken to the battlefield.

The Bodhisattva wields his whip, and the heavens and earth collapse!
The force that swept down seemed not to be a golden whip, but rather the vast yellow sky descending, slowly pressing down.

The peaks of Bitter Cold Plum Mountain were visibly obliterated by the divine power of the Buddha's whip, inch by inch, foot by foot, and ten feet by ten feet.

Marshal Tianpeng's expression changed drastically. He cried out, "Not good!" His nine-toothed rake plowed the ground and suddenly swung upwards. Instead of frozen soil and snowflakes, the rake head kicked up turbid waves and rolling black water.

The mighty Yangtze River poured into the ground, carrying Yongning Street, Zizhu'er, Sister Zhu Si, and Zhu Liuliu on the crest of the wave. As the black water surged forward, ferocious sharks, giant whales, dragons, and kun fish emerged from the black water. The surging black water flowed against the heavens, and the booming waves shook the mountains.

Marshal Tianpeng immediately summoned the waters of the Milky Way, and 100,000 Milky Way sailors manifested their true forms, sailing against the direction of Meijian Mountain, like a black dragon raising its head, sending them up to the heavens.

The waters of the Milky Way should naturally be in the heavens!

Using the momentum of the Milky Way's return to heaven, Marshal Tianpeng dodged the whip's power and protected Zizhu'er, Zhu Sijie, and the others.

As soon as the golden whip fell, the land within a radius of ten thousand miles centered on Meijian Peak collapsed. Under the earth-shattering power of that golden whip, mountains were like pebbles and lakes were like puddles.

Water churns and rocks crumble, turning thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into muddy swamps.

Several porcelain-like cracks appeared on the ground, as deep as the ocean, connecting the two worlds.

Light shone through the crack, creating a colorful spectacle. The magnificent and opulent city of Bianliang, the capital of the Eastern Kingdom, was illuminated by the light filtering through the crack.

This whip pierced through the barrier between the two realms.

Fortunately, the cracks healed naturally after a few breaths, without causing any real damage. "Good heavens, even when Monkey King, Erlang Shen, and Doumu Yuanjun fought, they couldn't destroy this 'Bitter Cold Plum Blossom Mountain' painting. This thing hiding in the underworld almost destroyed it with a single whip!"

Marshal Tianpeng murmured to himself, clearly not expecting this magic weapon to be so powerful, even more mysterious than Erlang Shen's Lotus Lantern, and heavier than Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang.

Sister Zhu exclaimed in horror: "How come I've never heard of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva possessing such a magical treasure?!"

Marshal Tianpeng, Zhu Bajie, gripped his nine-toothed rake tightly, grumbling, "Of course, it's because this magic weapon is freshly made."

Although they had only met once, Pigsy, with his keen eye, immediately discerned the true nature of the golden whip in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's hand.

"This whip is made of the finest steel from the heavens. The craftsmanship and design are clearly crafted using Taoist techniques and Buddhist materials, creating a primordial treasure that is both Taoist in origin and Buddhist in appearance."

Such extraordinary abilities were very familiar to Marshal Tianpeng (Pigsy).

This was forged from divine steel, polished to a gleaming finish. Laozi himself wielded the hammer, and Yinghuo personally added the charcoal dust. The Five Emperors of the Five Directions put their hearts into it, and the Six Ding and Six Jia went to great lengths to achieve their goal.

The golden whip and the nine-toothed rake in his hand came from the same person.
The master of the Tushita Palace, a Great Golden Immortal, the Supreme Lord Laozi!

Marshal Tianpeng stared at the golden whip, grinding his teeth: "I knew you old codger would have something to rely on if you dared to come out, but I really didn't expect Laozi to give you something like this."

"This thing is much more powerful than the rake in my hand. Has Laozi really pulled out all the stops? What's the background of the weapon that Ksitigarbha has?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stroked the golden whip in his hand: "You can also call it the [Coffin Thunder Sound] of the Three Thousand Worlds!"
Marshal Tianpeng (Pigsy) asked in a deep voice, "Lingjiu Peak, Great Thunderclap Temple?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shook his head: "The coffin contains ten thousand Buddhas, and the reliquary contains the Great Thunder Sound!"

After a few words, Pigsy understood the origin of the golden whip in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's hand, and sneered, "Don't you find this thing prickly?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva immediately recited one of his most famous Buddhist sayings:
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Sister Zhu secretly whispered to Pigsy, "Pighead! What's the origin of that whip? It's incredibly powerful!"

Although she was still sharp-tongued, Sister Zhu's tone had indeed softened considerably.

Standing atop the Blackwater Tide, gazing upon Marshal Tianpeng, who commands the Milky Way and leads 100,000 Milky Way naval troops, Zhu Sijie had to admit that this pig-headed man was indeed incredibly handsome today.

No wonder her mother stared intently, her peach blossom eyes brimming with spring water, recalling the past, her tender feelings overflowing, which everyone could feel.

Sister Zhu was exasperated; her own mother was hopeless, having been bewitched by Pigsy once again.

And then there's his younger sister, Zhu Liuliu, her eyes sparkling with excitement, her hands clenched into fists and raised in front of her chest, her little face flushed. If a fight really broke out, Zhu Liuliu might just start cheering for Zhu Bajie.

Marshal Tianpeng (Pigsy) transmitted his voice, saying, "That thing was made by Laozi (Taishang Laojun), he crafted it himself, as for the raw materials..."

"It is probably made from the relics of the three thousand Buddhist kingdoms of Mount Ling, the three thousand Great Thunder Temples on the mountain, and the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Vajra Arhats on Mount Ling."

Three Thousand Worlds Whip
But it is also [the sound of thunder from the coffin].

It's the coffin of the Buddha, the coffin containing the relics of the Bodhisattva!