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Lu Ze and his three companions strolled along the white jade steps, which were imbued with spiritual energy.

Surrounded by swirling clouds and mist, the golden light of Buddha descended heavily from the sky, making the surging sea of ​​clouds almost stand still.

The chanting of Buddhist hymns filled the air, and the Zen-like pressure of Mount Ling, like a vast expanse of water, crashed down upon the four people below the white jade steps.

In front of the Mahavira Hall, layers of lotus platforms stretch into the void, the sixteen-foot-tall golden bodies of the Buddhas of the three worlds radiate a heavy and silent Buddhist light, five hundred Arhats are arranged in two rows, and the Dharma protectors hold vajras with angry eyes. The myriad paths of Buddhism and the Zen charm lock the four directions of heaven and earth.

If it were an ordinary mortal standing here, they would have already trembled in fear and bowed down in worship.

Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, led the way, holding off the first wave of pressure for Lu Ze and the others.

He walked with a slouching gait, the stick draped over his shoulder, completely disregarding the solemn and dignified scene.

Xing followed behind him, holding a baseball bat, her golden eyes shining brightly in the light of the Buddha.

Next up are Luze and Spark.

Spark, claiming she wasn't good at fighting, hid behind Lu Ze, clutching the fabric of his shirt with both hands. If Lu Ze hadn't refused, she would have wanted him to carry her.

All the Buddhas on the steps lowered their eyes, and countless gazes fell on the four of them at the same time.

Lu Ze slightly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of golden Arhats and the hazy Buddhist light, landing on the Tathagata on the highest lotus platform in the center of the hall.

He silently met the gaze of the Buddha, which looked down upon all living beings. The two stood facing each other, neither speaking first.

As soon as Buddha raised his hand, a beam of golden light shot towards Lu Ze.

Xing and Sun Wukong reacted simultaneously, their baseball bats and golden cudgels colliding with the golden light.

Then their weapons were knocked away at the same time, and they staggered back several steps before regaining their footing.

The golden light stopped in front of Lu Ze, then dissipated, revealing a scroll of scripture.

Lu Ze hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took it.

The moment his fingertips touched the scriptures, a sweet rain fell from the sky, and a golden wheel of merit slowly appeared behind the four of them.

This is Heaven's reward for them obtaining the true scriptures after going through tribulations.

As for whose misfortune it was, that's none of your business.

The scripture opened automatically, and Spark peeked out from behind Lu Ze, one hand quietly reaching into his robes, his fingers pressing a button, ready to activate it and then slip away.

The scriptures were written in gold on white paper, with a dense mass of text.

Lu Ze could understand every word, but the content was very difficult to read without punctuation, and he couldn't understand its meaning at all.

"You really won't stop us from leaving?" Lu Ze looked up and asked curiously.

"You may leave at your leisure," Buddha said with a smile and a calm tone.

"What if I throw away the scriptures right now?" Lu Ze pretended to throw away the scriptures in his hand.

The Buddha looked at Lu Ze with a benevolent smile, remaining silent.

Lu Ze's heart skipped a beat.

Zhen Yuanzi said that it was abnormal that Buddha tacitly allowed them to run wild all the way.

But what exactly is Buddha trying to achieve?

He didn't press further, but immediately tugged at Huohua's sleeve, gesturing to her.

Spark immediately pressed the button.

In an instant, everyone who had read or heard the Spark version of Journey to the West lost all memory of the past six months.

This is the Memory Thief's trick; it's a prop she stole from the tavern's warehouse.

When the collective consensus reached by everyone over the past six months was erased, Lu Ze's pleasure skills naturally lost their foundation.

Their identities were instantly denied by the Heavenly Dao, and their alterations to the world over the past six months have drawn rejection from the world.

The light of the teleportation device illuminated.

Lu Ze grabbed Sun Wukong's arm, and Huo Hua also tugged at Xing's clothes.

Transmission initiated.

Lu Ze looked at the Buddha, who remained seated motionless on the lotus throne, and finally asked the question that had been weighing on his mind.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

Even if he were slow to realize it now, he would understand that Buddha deliberately wanted him to take away the true scriptures.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha... naturally it is for self-salvation." The Tathagata raised his right hand to his chest, forming the Abhaya Mudra, his voice deep and resonant like an ancient bell.

The surrounding Buddhas let out bursts of meaningful laughter.