Upon hearing this, Mahasthamaprapta naturally wasted no words.
His face was livid. After all, what Tang Sanzang had done had made every disciple of the Buddhist School lose face.
But for the sake of the Western Paradise's great rise, he still had to do what needed doing, however angry he was. Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva nodded slightly, then transformed into a streak of Buddhist light and arrived above the Water and Land Sanctuary in Chang'an, Great Tang, in an instant.
"A kasaya for sale! A kasaya and a monk's staff for sale!"
"To one who recognizes these treasures, I charge nothing! To one who does not, I will not sell them for any price!"
Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva could no longer be bothered with the finer details. He simply transformed into an old monk, came straight to the Water and Land Sanctuary, and began shouting.
To be honest...
Even though the crowd knew nothing about Buddhism's eastward spread, the sight of this old monk made them sigh inwardly.
They felt nothing but gratitude toward the old monk before them.
After all, to put it bluntly, they really did not want to listen to Tang Sanzang recite sutras anymore.
It was the same damned Diamond Sutra over and over again. Their heads were spinning, their eyes felt swollen, and their skulls were about to explode.
The old monk's arrival had actually rescued them.
The problem now, however, was that Li Shimin had already returned to the palace. How were they supposed to perform the rest of this little play?
None of those present knew about the Journey to the West, so naturally, they could not speak up. In the end, Wei Zheng could only sigh helplessly and say, "Bring this old monk back to the palace. We shall report to His Majesty and see what