Fist Asks Tathagata, Staff Overturns Lotus Seat, True Scriptures' Difficulty for the World

Tathagata's false smile froze on his face, then turned into astonishment and confusion.

He pondered for a moment before saying earnestly, "Xuanzang, Mahayana Buddhism can deliver all living beings. How precious it is. If it could be obtained so easily, how would the people of the world ever cherish it?"

The moment these words were spoken, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Great Leiyin Temple nodded inwardly.

Only when the True Scriptures were hard to obtain would their preciousness be revealed.

Delivering all living beings was nothing more than a banner; being able to guide people toward goodness was already no easy thing.

The true meaning of Mahayana Buddhism lay in letting all living beings know the greatness of Buddha, and believe in Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"Xuanzang is still too young. After he has been a Buddha for a few years, he will understand."

Puxian Bodhisattva laughed despite himself and shook his head.

Beside him, Manjushri Bodhisattva gave a cold snort. "Questioning Mahayana Buddhism, interrogating Buddha—how could that be the conduct a disciple of the Buddhist Sect should have?"

Ever since the battle in the Wuji Kingdom, when Qi Yu had beaten him with three punches until he spat white foam and lost all face, Manjushri had secretly nursed a grudge.

Among those born of the Chan Sect, which one was not arrogant?

They valued face more heavily than the heavens, and holding grudges was truly carved into their bones.

Qi Yu's gaze was firm, but a few traces of disappointment swept through the depths of his eyes.

Guanyin Bodhisattva had been like this back then, and now Tathagata Buddha was the same. Could the preciousness of Mahayana Buddhism truly stand above delivering all living beings?

The last thread of expectation he had for Mahayana Buddhism was completely exhausted.