In the wondrous realm of the West, Daoist Jieyin sat quietly atop the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus, his face marked by sorrow.
Daoist Zhunti looked toward the surging killing aura and streams of mortal dust in the east. With a sigh, he said, "Senior Brother, I shall personally make this journey for this tribulation."
At this, Daoist Jieyin's sorrowful expression grew even more burdened. He sighed and said, "Those three brothers have already agreed to let their own disciples decide matters themselves, thereby completing this tribulation.
"If you go, not only will it be the great bullying the small, and an outsider bullying those within.
"These countless mortal entanglements will also stretch on without end because of you. Why suffer this?"
Daoist Zhunti shook his head. "This is the decree of Heaven. Three thousand travelers of mortal dust are destined to enter our Western land.
"Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun both understand Heaven's principles and know the Dao's virtue. They will naturally not defy this mandate of Heaven."
Daoist Jieyin sighed again. "And what of Tongtian Cult Leader? If you go to strike down his disciples and take in his followers, how could he possibly let the matter rest with you?
"When the time comes, you two will recklessly stir up trouble without cause and draw down endless tribulations. That, instead, will become our sin."
Daoist Zhunti sighed. "For the sake of our West, it must be so." Then he departed with Kong Xuan.
Upon the reed pavilion of the Clarifying Sect's side, Daoist Randeng sat facing Grand Master Xuandu.
The Grand Master asked, "May I ask where Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan is?"
No sooner had he spoken than they heard a song:
"The Golden Immortal of Great Enlightenment, peerless through all time, In Western wondrous Dharma, Bodhi is the patriarch