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Chapter 360: Arhat

Inside the main hall, Chenxiang took out the Moon Mirror, intending to put the stone statues of the Mighty King Bodhisattva and the Victorious Fighting Buddha into the mirror. However, the mirror remained motionless when facing the Buddha and Bodhisattva, so Chenxiang had to find another way.

"Chenxiang, what are you going to do?" Pingping asked.

“I’m going to move them,” Chenxiang replied.

"Bodhisattva, is there still time?" Chenxiang looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Chenxiang, who then used his strength to lift the more than three-meter-tall stone statue of the Mighty King Bodhisattva above his head and carried it out of the Mahavira Hall.

Chenxiang put down the statue of the Mighty King Bodhisattva, then turned around and went back into the main hall to move the statue of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

The 108 chimes were both long and short. Didn't Chenxiang and the others come to Mount Ling just to see the two of them?

For Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the time of arrival at Mount Ling was just right, but for Chenxiang and Pingping, they were a step too late.

Chenxiang emitted X-rays from his eyes to scan the two stone statues. He used the secondary X-rays generated by bombarding the statues with X-rays to test their material composition. The elemental composition of the two statues was not much different from the stone used to carve the statues by the roadside.

It can be destroyed by external forces.

Agarwood was somewhat troubled.

If only it weren't made of ordinary materials.

In that case, Chenxiang could muster all his strength and throw the two stone statues directly out of the Lingshan territory without worrying about damaging them.

After much deliberation, Chenxiang realized he had no choice but to painstakingly move the two stone statues out of Mount Ling himself.

Suddenly, a halberd descended from the sky and pierced Chenxiang's feet, its dazzling golden light blinding him.

"Where did this petty thief come from? Daring to steal from the Great Thunderclap Temple?"

Chenxiang immediately entered a state of combat readiness, awakened the magnetic field power throughout his body, and looked up at the sky.

A handsome young man was surrounded by rising flames, with a pair of golden wings flapping behind him. His weapon was a halberd.

"what happened?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva heard the commotion and came out of the main hall. Looking up, he saw that it was the Garuda, the guardian deity of the Great Thunder Temple.

"Great Roc, with your personality, shouldn't you have flown out of Mount Ling long ago?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked up and asked the handsome young man.

"Heh, of course I flew away from Mount Ling, but I remembered that there are still many good things on the mountain, so I came back to get them." The Garuda landed and talked with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"I didn't expect this kid to have the same ideas as me, actually thinking of moving these old men's stone statues."

The Golden-Winged Roc pulled out his halberd and sized up Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with an unfriendly look.

"Great Roc, what have you come to take?" asked Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Seeing you, I suddenly don't want to take it anymore. I'm leaving." The roc smiled.

A world without Buddha has descended, and the current leader of Buddhism is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is not an easy Bodhisattva to talk to; he is also the leader of the underworld and the eighteen levels of hell. Offending Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva means that even death will not bring good fortune.

“I think the vajra here is a good thing, the plaque of the Great Thunder Temple is also a good thing, and the purple-gold beam on the roof of the Mahavira Hall is also very nice,” Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said to the Garuda.

"I dare to ask, will you give it to me?" the roc asked.

"I dare to give it, do you dare to accept it?" asked Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"If this kid dares, I dare too." The roc glanced at Chenxiang.

"Okay." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva didn't hesitate.

"Chenxiang, go and take down the roof beams for me," Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said, turning to Chenxiang.

"Me, me?" Chenxiang pointed to himself in disbelief.

“Don’t worry about the roof collapsing. You can use the Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas to build up the roof; that will be their final contribution,” Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said with a smile. “Bodhisattva, I will follow your instructions. Don’t cause me any trouble when they return in the future,” Chenxiang said.

"You're overthinking it. They won't be back for another 50,000 years."

"Fifty thousand years? That's a very long time."

"It has indeed been a long time."

Since Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had given his approval, Chenxiang went into the main hall and began dismantling the roof beams.

Inside the main hall, each stone statue was posed in a different posture. After studying them, Chenxiang was surprised to find that the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats could be stacked on top of each other, as if they had known they were going to play the game of stacking Arhats and had prepared their postures in advance.

Chenxiang stacked the stone statues like building blocks, and the shoulders of several Arhats were just enough to support the roof of the main hall. Chenxiang successfully pulled out the purple-gold beam.

"This is the Zijin Beam Bridge spanning the sea," Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva explained.

"Bodhisattva, will the main hall collapse if we remove the roof beams?" Chenxiang asked with some concern.

The Mahavira Hall was built without a single nail, relying instead on a precise mortise and tenon structure. Chenxiang attempted to analyze the structural mechanics of the Mahavira Hall without the Purple Gold Beams, but he could only see the surface of the building and could not see into the internal structure, so the mechanics analysis had to be stopped.

"Don't worry, there are five hundred Arhats protecting the Great Buddha Hall," said Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Agarwood, the Zijin Beam of the Sea is comparable to the Ruyi Jingu Bang of the Victorious Fighting Buddha. You can try it and see if it suits you."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva pointed his finger at the Golden-Winged Garuda.

"Kid, have you thought this through?"

"The bell will stop soon, and then no one will be able to leave Mount Ling," the Golden-Winged Roc warned.

“Then let’s have a sparring session outside Mount Ling later,” Chenxiang said.

"Why is there a fox here?" The golden-winged roc turned its golden eyes toward Pingping.

"You sly fox, it's not tasty. I still prefer dragon meat," said the Golden-Winged Roc.

"..."

"I'll go first..."

With a flap of its wings, the golden-winged roc stirred up a gust of wind and disappeared in the golden light.

"Runs so fast..."

Chenxiang looked at the purple-gold beam in his hand, then at the two stone statues in front of the main hall, and made up his mind.

Chenxiang borrowed Pingping's ribbon to use as a rope, tied the two stone statues to the Zijin Beam, and then used the Zijin Beam as a carrying pole to lift the two stone statues and head down the mountain.

Time was running out, and the Golden-Winged Roc had already left, so Chenxiang and the others had no reason to linger at the Great Thunderclap Temple any longer.

As they left the mountain gate, Chenxiang and Pingping noticed that the plaque of the Great Thunderclap Temple was missing. They figured it must have been taken away by the Golden-Winged Roc.

With Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva present, it was impossible for the Golden-Winged Garuda to take away the Buddhist treasures from the Great Thunderclap Temple. It could only settle for taking the plaque of the Great Thunderclap Temple instead.

The four left Mount Ling before the bell stopped ringing. When the bell stopped, Chenxiang and the others looked at Mount Ling from outside the mountain and it seemed to disappear slowly before their eyes as if covered by a curtain, leaving only the Yuzhen Temple at the foot of Mount Ling.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva..."

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, save me..."

Inside a huge rock, the Golden-Crowned Immortal, with only his head sticking out, shouted until his neck became hoarse.

When Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva walked up to the Golden Peak Immortal, the Golden Peak Immortal was surprised to find that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had the same face as the monk in the group of four he was trying to stop.

(End of this chapter)