My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

early morning.

Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, on Zhuque Avenue.

The thin morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, but the shops on both sides of the street were already bustling with activity.

Steam rose from the steamed bun stall that sold breakfast.

The faint aroma of herbs wafting from the nearby Spirit Medicine Pavilion creates a beautiful scene full of everyday life.

Outside the massive, entirely pink headquarters of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult.

The Bodhisattva of Descending Karma was dressed in a pink work uniform and had a gray coarse cloth headscarf wrapped around his head.

He held a very ordinary bamboo broom in both hands.

"Swish...swish..."

one more time.

The movements were neither hurried nor slow, but full of a certain indescribable rhythm.

With each fallen leaf swept away, the Bodhisattva of Subduing Karma felt as if a portion of the confusion in his heart was being swept away as well.

He looked up at the Tang Dynasty people hurrying along the street, their faces beaming with smiles.

No one struggles in suffering.

No one prays to God in despair.

With their own hands, they are creating their own happiness on this land rich in spiritual energy.

"Amitabha……"

The Bodhisattva of Subduing Karma silently recited a phrase in his heart.

This time, he was no longer reciting the ethereal paradise, but the living, breathing world before him.

"Uncle Jiangye! You've worked hard!"

A clear, childlike voice called out from behind.

Princess Sizi of Jinyang in the Tang Dynasty was wearing a fluffy onesie cat pajama.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she ran out of the main gate with her short legs.

The little girl was holding two freshly baked, steaming hot meat buns in her hands.

She very naturally placed one of the steamed buns into the hand of the Bodhisattva of Subduing Karma.

"Eat up! These are spirit meat buns just delivered from the imperial kitchen; they smell amazing!"

Sizi raised her delicate, pretty face and gave him a radiant smile.

"You need to eat well to have the energy to sweep the floor!"

The Bodhisattva of Descending Karma held up the steamed bun that exuded a rich aroma of meat and spiritual energy.

He was stunned.

As a great Buddhist master, he had abstained from grains for thousands of years and had never touched a single piece of meat.

But looking into the little girl's clear and innocent eyes...

The Buddhist precepts that the Bodhisattva Jiangye had always upheld as firmly as a rock suddenly became meaningless at this moment.

He opened his mouth and took a small bite.

The deliciousness of the meat juices bursts on the taste buds.

"Thank you, Master... It's delicious."

The Bodhisattva smiled.

This was the first time in his thousands of years of Buddhist practice that he had smiled from the bottom of his heart without any burden.

however.

At this warm and peaceful moment.

"Beep beep beep beep—!!!"

A piercing alarm, filled with endless chill and desolation, blared from the array.

Without warning, it exploded wildly in the sky above the entire city of Chang'an!

That was the "highest level starry sky early warning array" personally set up by King Li Tai of Wei at the four corners of Chang'an City.

This piercing red alert will only be triggered when a terrifying force capable of threatening the very foundation of the Tang Dynasty is detected!

"Boom!!!"

The once cloudless, azure sky suddenly began to twist and boil violently.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the world changed color.

"The sky has cracked open!"

On the street, someone shouted in terror.

Countless people looked up, staring in horror at the sky above.

All that could be seen was the sky directly above Chang'an City.

A golden crack, tens of thousands of feet long, resembled an abyss cleaved open by a giant, red-hot axe.

It stretches across the heavens and earth with a terrifying and oppressive aura that sends shivers down one's spine!

Followed by.

Countless illusory golden lotuses, each the size of a millstone, drifted down from the crack.

Accompanied by a series of deafening yet chillingly murderous chants.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha—"

The moment that Buddhist chant was uttered.

Within Chang'an City, all cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage felt as if they had been struck hard in the chest by a heavy hammer.

My blood and qi surged, and my legs felt weak.

Two figures, as majestic as mountains, radiating dazzling golden light.

Slowly, he stepped out from the void rift.

On the left is a man wearing a bright red kasaya, with one shoulder bare, and a golden phantom of a celestial dragon wrapped around his right arm.

On the right is a person with a string of Buddhist beads made from a giant skull around his neck, and a phantom tiger with glaring eyes and a white forehead standing on his feet.

These are the two Arhats, Subduing Dragon and Taming Tiger, who came from the Western Little Thunder Temple, traversing the endless starry sky and forcibly tearing apart the boundary barrier of the Great Tang Dynasty!

"You demonic land, how dare you obstruct my Buddhist golden statue!"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon stood on the clouds, looking down at the enormous capital city below.

His eyes, as large as copper bells, burned with raging karmic fire.

The two peak Arhats at the early stage of Nascent Soul unleashed their terrifying pressure without any concealment.

If it weren't for the nine-clawed golden dragon of fortune beneath Chang'an City emitting roars and desperately withstanding this pressure...

This oppressive aura alone is enough to cause most of the mortals in the city to explode and die on the spot!

"Senior brother, look down!"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger pointed at the bustling city of Chang'an, his murderous aura growing ever stronger.

"This heretical dynasty is indeed, as the Buddha said, a den of demons that is unenlightened and disrespectful to gods and Buddhas!"

"Such a vast city, yet it doesn't even have a single temple dedicated to a golden statue of Buddha!"

The two Arhats' gazes swept across Chang'an City.

They did not see the hellish inferno they had imagined.

Instead, we saw bustling traffic and people living in peace and contentment.

But in their eyes, this kind of prosperity was the greatest act of treason!

Because these mortals don't attribute this wonderful life to the blessings of gods and Buddhas! They don't even kneel and pray!

Sudden.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's gaze locked onto a huge building not far from Vermilion Bird Avenue.

That was the Chang'an Grand Theater of the Tang Dynasty.

And on the theater's outer wall, which is ten feet high.

A huge dynamic poster projected using an array is hanging on the wall.

That's a promotional poster for the movie "Fahai".

On the poster, Fahai, with a ferocious expression, holds a golden alms bowl and is about to cruelly suppress the kind-hearted Lady White Snake.

Beside it was a line of large, flamboyant characters: "[Hypocritical bald monk, breaking up happy marriages, the most heart-wrenching drama of the year, not to be missed!]"

boom!

I saw this poster.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's reason was completely consumed by rage.

"Outrageous! This is utterly audacious and reckless!"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon was so angry that his whole body trembled with golden light, and even the phantom of the heavenly dragon wrapped around his arm roared madly.

"How dare they portray my revered Buddhist monks as such utterly wicked and vile figures!"

"How dare they glorify a monster as a virtuous person!"

"What use is there in keeping such a den of demons that slanders Buddha and distorts the truth!"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon suddenly raised his right palm.

The Buddhist power of the Nascent Soul stage within his body surged wildly into his palm like a flood bursting its banks.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

"World Honored One, Ksitigarbha!"

"To utter annihilation!"

Accompanied by a roar that resounded through the heavens.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon slammed his palm down hard onto the Chang'an Grand Theater below and the dense crowd around it!

"hold head high--!"

A deafening dragon roar resounded.

A gigantic palm print, thousands of feet in size, formed entirely from pure gold Buddhist power.

With terrifying power capable of destroying everything, it rubbed against the air and ignited into a raging golden flame.

Like a falling golden meteor, it crashed down towards the ground!

Faced with such a terrifying attack that felt like the end of the world.

If it were an ordinary mortal in the cultivation world, they would have been so frightened that they would have knelt down and waited to die.

but.

This is the Tang Dynasty! A Tang Dynasty that has been through all sorts of mind-blowing entertainment!