The immortals and gods passed some leisurely days.
No war drums sounded, no battle bells appeared; in idle hours they hunted, and in spare moments they watched chess; laughing, they played drinking games in song, and quietly, they listened to the zither; by day they fired bowls, and by night they refined alms bowls.
Each day was carefree and leisurely-the business of immortals.
Meanwhile, Vajras rode thin clouds and flew through wisps of mist, traveling day and night to hurry back to Spirit Mountain.
At the foot of Spirit Mountain, he had to lower his clouds and descend from the mist, lest he offend the majesty of the Western Holy Land.
Whatever immortal or god one might be, one could not behave recklessly at will.
Vajras lowered his cloud, and the Golden Summit Great Immortal of Jade Truth Temple received him and asked why he had come.
Vajras explained the reason.
When the Vajras had left Spirit Mountain, Dharma-Subduing Vajras had been their leader, receiving the Buddha's decree and leading them out of Spirit Mountain.
But during the earlier battle with the demons, Bull Demon King had shattered Dharma-Subduing Vajras's Dharma Body with a kick, and the demons had captured him, so he could not come.
The Golden Summit Great Immortal did not recognize this Great-Power Vajras before him, so he summoned a disciple to bring the register and verify his identity.
After some time, the Golden Summit Great Immortal's disciple found the entry and confirmed that everything was correct.
The Golden Summit Great Immortal then ushered Vajras inside.
Vajras entered the Buddhist grounds and the Buddhist monastery, passed through several more mountain gates, and had his arrival reported at each level. When he reached the entrance of the Great Thunderclap Temple, the old monk responsible for receiving visitors came