Thirty-six lifetimes blind, deaf, mute, and dumb—what kind of bullshit punishment was that?
The Dao Scripture said: "The five colors blind the eye, the five tones deafen the ear, racing and hunting drive the heart mad..."
For cultivators, intact senses were sometimes worse than impaired ones. Using divine sense as the foundation to observe the world's "reality" was far more in line with a cultivator's nature than the "illusion" built upon the senses.
Besides, after Mùlián reincarnated, the various Buddha Lords in this Hungry Ghost Path who stood on the verge of becoming Earth Immortals were supposedly bearing sin, but in truth, they had received favor.
How was this punishment? It was plainly a reward.
What did losing a pair of eyes hinder him from doing?
To deceive Heaven and Earth with such methods, only the Buddhist School, which possessed the supreme divine ability of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, had the capital to play such games.
Diwu Lun looked at the young novice monk before him, hesitating over whether to send him off to reincarnate with a single stroke of his sword.
Back then above the Eastern Sea, he and High Person Mùlián had had quite a few dealings, and they had crossed hands several times.
They found each other equally repulsive—nothing more than that.
But if he cut him down now, would he be walking right into those baldies' trap? One lifetime of thirty-six lifetimes of ascetic suffering would be spared, and dying for the Dharma might even accumulate more Merit.
As a disciple of the Sword Palace, Diwu Lun knew full well that the Buddhist School's interpretation of the Nine Heavenly Human Arts had reached an almost twisted degree.
So-called "good, evil, merit, and fault"—within the Buddhist School's sphere of influence, they were decided by a single