I start by marrying Yunxiao, who's in a vegetative state; I'm invincible in the primor

"It's so bitter! It's just too bitter!"

"Senior Yangmei! Did something happen to your kidneys?"

"Waaaaah! Why are they attacking the West?"

A cold snort echoed from the void: "What is it? Ask your good disciple!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were startled and immediately summoned Yaoshi and Maitreya to inquire.

The pharmacist and Maitreya looked bewildered. "Master, your disciples haven't done anything. We've been in seclusion cultivating."

Jieyin and Zhunti felt reassured. "Senior Yangmei, we in the West haven't done anything!"

"Hmph! You only have these two disciples?"

A great sense of foreboding arose in the hearts of Jieyin and Zhunti!

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were summoned. Seeing Sanqiongbi's severely injured state, they panicked completely, shouting, "Damn you wicked disciples! What have you done?"

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra never expected that the powerful being behind the black bear spirit was actually Yangmei, a top-tier Chaos Demon God.

If I had known it was Yang Mei, I wouldn't have dared to attack the Black Bear Demon even if I had a thousand lives!

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra tremblingly recounted the cause and effect.

Jieyin and Zhunti trembled with rage, "You wicked disciple! You damned wicked disciple! You've really brought trouble to the West!"

"Apologize! Apologize now, kowtow!"

He raised an eyebrow and waved his hand dismissively, "I hate apologies afterward the most! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sudden appearance of the triple kill sent a shiver down the spines of Jieyin and Zhunti!

"Senior Yangmei! Wait a minute!"

"Waaaaah! It's so bitter! This Western world is killing me!"

"Please forgive me, senior!"

He raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly, "This matter cannot be resolved without ten million strands of good fortune!"

The guide's face showed worry and suffering!

Zhunti cried, and cried very loudly.

"Senior, as you can see, the West is poor, desolate, and impoverished!"

"Where did they get so much luck?"

He raised an eyebrow: "That's none of my business! It's a Western issue!"

"Those who covet my throne and dare to seize my destiny! Today, I will wash the West in blood!"

"Waaaaah!"

"Grandmaster Hongjun, we beg you, Grandmaster Hongjun."

Jieyin and Zhunti had no other choice but to beg Hongjun Daozu to intercede on their behalf.

However, Hongjun had already formed an alliance with Yangmei.

Hongjun sighed, "In this matter, the West is indeed in the wrong!"

"Pay up!"

"I think the Bodhi tree wouldn't be a bad choice!"

The Bodhi tree is the lifeblood of Amitabha and Cundi!

Gritting his teeth! With tears in his eyes! He tightened his belt.

Jieyin and Zhunti gave Yangmei ten million strands of their fortune as compensation!

Yang Mei then gave up.

Depart with Hongjun!

He shared one million strands of Hongjun's fortune!

Hongjun smiled broadly.

As agreed, Yang Mei gave Liu Hong three million strands of hair.

Liu Hong? He's nothing but an ant in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm!

So what if Yangmei doesn't agree to break the contract?

However, there are still two trials to come, one for the time of day and one for the cause and effect demon god, which will require the help of Liu Hong!

Liu Hong has gained a huge amount of money again!

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

The guide sat on the golden lotus of the ninth grade of merit, sighing repeatedly.

The already impoverished West has been dealt an even worse blow.

How could Zhunti be described simply as gritting his teeth?

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra knelt below, trembling.

This is called: trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead!

"I am guilty, please punish me, Master."

"Of course I'm guilty! I'm guilty of a terrible crime!" Zhunti roared hysterically.

But what can be done?

These three are useless!

"From this day forward, you are all demoted to novices! The lowest rank in Buddhism!"

"From today onward, we will offer 5,000 strands of fortune to the West every month until we have repaid 10 million strands of fortune!"

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were dumbfounded. "Teacher...we...where are we going to get it...?"

"I don't care!"

"You don't have it, but I do?"

"Ah! I, your master, already possess ten million strands of fortune?"

"Years of saving and scrimping! All gone in one fell swoop!"

"You can steal, rob, or cheat as you please! The point is, you won't be able to transfer five thousand strands of luck in a month!"

"Then I will show you what the methods of a sage truly are!"

"Do you think only the Primordial Celestial Venerable would punish his disciples?!"

"We in the West also have ruthless methods! We'll ensure you're never reincarnated! You'll be unable to live or die!"

"Disciple...disciple..."

"Get out!"

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra ran out of Mount Sumeru, looking disheveled.

Utterly despondent.

The grief and indignation in my heart reached an unprecedented peak!

When they were deceiving themselves into going to the Western Paradise, they made all sorts of promises, saying they would be granted the status of a Bodhisattva and come here to enjoy blessings!

I haven't enjoyed any blessings, and I haven't seen a single penny of my salary!

Now you have to make monthly payments? If each person pays 5,000, that's a total of 15,000!

"It's so bitter! It's just too bitter!"

Taking out a loan to work?

"Waaaaah!"

For a time, Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra truly couldn't find a way to gain good fortune, and in a month they handed over a total of one hundred and fifty strands of good fortune!

Not enough luck has been transferred!

The Medicine Buddha and Maitreya arrived with their Vajra Whips, saying, "By order of our Master! For every strand missing, one lash!"

clap clap!

The Vajra Whip fell!

Even Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were whipped until their skin was torn and their immortal bones were shattered.

"By the fifteenth of next month! If you still haven't paid, I'll show you what real power is! I'll skin you alive!"

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were beaten to the point of near death, tears of remorse streaming from their eyes.

"Damn the West! Damn it!"

With no other options left!

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra secretly went to see Guangchengzi, clinging to his legs and pleading, "Senior Brother! Eldest Brother! We were wrong, please have mercy, Senior Brother!"

"Junior brother is willing to repent and return to the Chan Sect."

Guang Chengzi picked at his ear. "What? You want to go back to the Chan Sect?"

"Your blessings are shallow, and you act perversely; how dare you speak?"

After the Investiture of the Gods, the Chan Sect declined!

The Chan Sect is having a tough time too!

The luck is low, and so are the disciples!

Guang Chengzi, as the head of the Kunlun Golden Immortals, still enjoys preferential treatment!

Then come back and share the resources with yourself?

I want to eat fart!

Guang Chengzi realized that it would be even better if the Chan Sect only had himself!

He will exclusively enjoy the resources of the Chan Sect!

Guang Chengzi severely humiliated and insulted the three immortals, and then told them to get out!

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra wander aimlessly, wander aimlessly!

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra had a flash of inspiration and thought of Dipankara!

He's someone I knew before!

then!

When Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra arrived in Chang'an, they found the largest coffin shop.

While drinking the Supreme Enlightenment Tea, Ran Deng displayed his Quasi-Sage cultivation level.

During the Investiture of the Gods, Randeng buried the saints and the Heavenly Dao, and his progress in the Path of Nirvana was extremely rapid!

Furthermore, given the high regard he held for Qin Shi Huang, it is entirely reasonable that he had reached this level of attainment!

Ran Deng chuckled teasingly, "What brings you here?"

"What? You want to pledge allegiance to me? To the First Emperor? To be loyal to the First Emperor?"

"You dare to claim loyalty to the First Emperor? You think you're worthy? You think you're qualified?"

"Is there something wrong with my ears, Lantern Burner?"

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra wept and begged, "Please, Master Randeng, give us a chance..."

Randeng chuckled, "Now you know to call me Teacher Randeng? You're not that wicked Randeng anymore?"

"Have you forgotten how you treated me back then? Have you forgotten?"

"Please forgive me, teacher..."

Ran Deng: "Having met you today, I have already shown you forgiveness and leniency by not killing you immediately!"

"I'll count to three! Get out or die!"

"Please, teacher, Master Randeng, Father Randeng!"

"three!"

Please...

"two!"

Buzz! A murderous aura erupted from Ran Deng's body!

Cihang, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, fleeing immediately!

Ran Deng spat, "What is this?!"