Fahai Explains the Reason

Within the welcoming Buddha-light, Fahai listened to the shrill cries reaching his ears and watched the welcoming Buddha-light come to a halt.

He sighed inwardly and pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Good, good.

"Sure enough, there are no shortcuts to transcendence."

With that, he left the welcoming Buddha-light and flew straight toward Bai Suzhen.

"Hard, hard, hard—the Dao is most profound. You have neither past life nor next life, yet you wish to sever the past. How could that be so easy?" Daoji shook his head and sighed.

"Senior Brother, aren't you going to help?" Pumiao poked Daoji and asked.

"Help with what? Help Fahai return to his original root, or help him bully an unborn child?" Daoji reached out and smacked his bald head, asking in return.

"Then the Bodhisattva..." Pumiao hesitated.

"The Bodhisattva's divine powers are vast. He's tall enough that he can hold up the sky if it falls.

"Can you hold it up too?" Daoji gave him another smack.

"That's true." Pumiao rubbed his aching scalp. "Then we just watch?"

"Watch what? Run for it already, unless you want to be fish caught in the disaster?" With that, Daoji was about to turn into a streak of golden light and fly away.

"Where are you going, Senior Brother?" Suddenly, a bruised and battered little monk in tattered robes appeared before him, blocking his path with a crooked, twisted staff.

"There's still a fire under the pot at home. I need to go back and check on it." Daoji made up an excuse and turned to leave.

"Monk, slow down." Emperor Miaoyuan flashed into view ahead of him, blocking his way.

"Daoist, your foe is here." Daoji immediately turned around upon seeing him.

"If you break your word again, Monk, this poor Daoist will tear down that