Tang Sanzang and his disciples were a little dazed, unable to wrap their heads around what was happening.
They clearly had never imagined that the Buddhist School's teachings could be interpreted this way. It was mind-blowingly slick!
Now they felt that if these Bodhisattvas before them had lived in a later age, they would definitely have ranked among the very best Keyboard Warriors, Kings of Contrarians.
But as people from that later age, they had learned plenty amid the internet explosion. How could such a petty display frighten them?
Contrarians?
As if they didn't know how to play that game themselves.
Tang Sanzang's eyes shifted, and then he said outright, "Benefactor, you're talking about Buddhas. We haven't reached that level yet."
"We're merely monks traveling to the Western Heaven to worship the Buddha and seek the scriptures. Perhaps once we truly become Buddhas, we'll return to guide you to salvation, but we can't do that now."
"After all, when you get right down to it, we aren't Buddhas yet."
Although he did not spell everything out, the meaning behind Tang Sanzang's words was perfectly clear.
If you want us to guide you to salvation, wait until we become Buddhas. At this stage, at least, we're only ordinary people on the road to Buddhahood.
We don't have that ability, either.
Either wait for us to become Buddhas, or go find yourselves a real Buddha.
Trying to play these games with people tempered by the internet explosion? They were still far too green.
As Tang Sanzang spoke, the others instantly switched into verbal bombardment mode.
They had all been Keyboard Warriors in their previous lives, so this sort of thing was nothing new to them. Zhu Bajie and the others immediately began firing off remarks, leaving the old woman and his three