The Buddha Son Who Spoke Out of Turn

In Nezha, Zhang Xuezhou saw scenes from over a thousand years ago.

As he drifted along the river of time, his thoughts wandered into the distance, and he seemed to see scenes from countless years into the future.

The scene was so blurry that he could hardly make it out, but if he saw it one day, he would likely have a sudden realization that he had seen it before.

Lost in this state of mind, Zhang Xuezhou lacked the strength to extricate himself.

He eventually drifted along with the tide, living in a daze for who knows how long.

Only when he felt cold water being poured over his head did he regain some consciousness and become half-awake.

Although still somewhat dazed, Zhang Xuezhou had at least regained his basic thinking ability.

"Fell into the water again?"

How did I end up in the water again?

"I remember being in the Taiyi Palace!"

Am I hallucinating again?

"Or is this still a fragment of some future scenario?"

Zhang Xuezhou blinked, but his body was beyond his control.

He could only be thankful that while he lacked great skills, he possessed a plethora of minor ones, which he could occasionally put to good use.

If this scenario is fake, he doesn't need to worry too much. If this scenario is real and he is indeed in the water, Zhang Xuezhou doesn't need to worry about drowning in the water in a short time.

The water also gave him a sense of familiarity.

It was as if he were inside the womb, or as if he were inside the X432 repair device.

This feeling is extremely comfortable, even intoxicating.

However, this water did not induce deep sleep as easily as the X432 repair device. Zhang Xuezhou felt as if the evening drum and morning bell were ringing in his ears, and monks were chanting incomprehensible scriptures in a low voice.

"What are you chanting about, 'Nanmi Doufu, Nanmi Doufu'? It's like a Buddhist monk chanting sutras!"

Zhang Xuezhou's thoughts flickered, and he continuously adjusted his state of mind.

After a while, a thought struck him, and he began to use the visualization method to refine the fifth chapter of the Mental Strengthening Chapter.

His mind seemed utterly chaotic, filled with too much complexity.

This also makes him able to think but find it difficult to truly control his body.

Right now, it's as if waves are crashing against him, constantly sweeping away all the distracting thoughts. This seems to be clearing away his complex mental energy, sweeping away even some beneficial elements.

Zhang Xuezhou usually cultivates his Mental Strengthening Chapter in reality, but the current opportunity seems extremely good.

It seemed that some kind of nourishment had been generated in his spirit, and the impact of the water waves was washing and purifying his soul. If they could work together, the results would obviously be twice as good.

He entered a repair state similar to that of the X432 device, his eyelids opened and then closed again.

"Is this Eight Treasures Merit Pool any good?"

Not far from the shore, Nezha also took in everything in the pond.

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou seemed to be waking up, but ultimately failed to do so, left him feeling restless and uneasy.

"Don't make us lose out big time," Nezha complained.

"You rascal, don't think that only your Eastern Land has such treasures. We Western Lands aren't to be trifled with either!" Brahma, who was welcoming the Buddha's disciple, said, "The Eight Treasures Merit Pool is a precious treasure of our religion. Ordinary people can't even catch a glimpse of it. To be able to come and pay homage is an honor beyond measure..."

"Tch, such petty behavior! This kind of attitude just shows you have nothing to offer, treating even a piece of trash like a treasure," Nezha said. "You Western Lands may lack skill, but you're certainly good at boasting!"

"Ugh, I'm so angry!" Brahma exclaimed in frustration.

"The Third Prince is right, you don't need to be angry," the Buddhist monk Shi Gong comforted him. "We in the Western Lands really don't have much, otherwise we wouldn't have taken advantage of Li Er's misfortune..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The Buddhist disciple, with his kind and benevolent face, found his mind wandering, and inappropriate words kept spilling out one after another.

This caused Brahma's eyes to widen in surprise, and he then covered the mouth of the Buddha's disciple.

"Sigh, did I say something wrong again? Okay, I won't say anything more!"

Vishnu struggled in the palm of Brahma and uttered a complaint before giving up and letting Brahma and Vishnu, who appeared out of nowhere, carry him away.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Guan Zizai chuckled repeatedly, blinking rapidly, as if she had just heard some big news.

If this is verified, a difficult conflict will inevitably arise between the Immortal Court and the Western Sect.

She glanced furtively at the summit of Mount Ling, then scanned her surroundings, before looking at the disdainful Nezha and the others, including the silent Jinxia Yuanjun.

"Everyone?"

Guan Zizai asked in a low voice.

If they could leave, she hoped these people would return to the Immortal Court as soon as possible, lest they overhear something they shouldn't and cause trouble.

Although her strength was close to that of the Buddha's disciples, her status was incomparable to that of the Buddha's disciples. There were some things that Brahma and others knew and participated in, but she had never heard of them or seen them.

The Buddha mentioned a name that was related to Laozi of the Immortal Court.

If the Immortal Court were to use this as a lead to investigate further, the matter would involve a large number of people, including even the two leaders of the Western Sect.

Stopping this is simple: for example, let Nezha and the others die on Mount Ling, or imprison them there, or force them to become monks and nuns, and then use mind-control Technique Method to make them forget what happened.

The chances of the first two are not high, but the latter is undoubtedly what Western Sect are best at.

The immediate question is whether Zhang Xuezhou, still in the gambling pool, will regain his senses first, or whether Brahma and the others, undeterred by the leader's punishment, will choose to report the matter more quickly.

Guanzizai's expression changed several times. Seeing that the people were not responding to her reminders, she could only sit not far from the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and mutter sutras.

In such matters, if Buddhist disciples like Master Shi conceal the truth, things will remain calm for a while; if they report it, they will inevitably be punished. As for Jinxia Yuanjun and others, the consequences are uncertain. However, for Guanyin, knowing the secret will only strengthen her bond with the Western Sect, and she may even gain an improvement in status and treatment.

Although it will be accompanied by extremely strict supervision, and will inevitably require making Great Heart Demon Oath, and there may even be the possibility of being controlled by evil curses, high risk will inevitably correspond to high reward.

She murmured the scriptures, pondering how she should handle the matter so that she could become an accomplice rather than a dead person keeping the secret.

"If only the Buddha's disciple were here, at least I would have a strong supporter when I do things!"

Avalokiteshvara silently contemplates.

Her time for contemplation and speculation was not long.

She was nudged, and then she saw Vishnu's stern face appear stealthily.

"Where has the leader gone?" Vishnu asked in a low voice.

"You, a Buddhist disciple, don't even know where the Master is. I am just a Bodhisattva; how could I possibly know where the Master has gone?" Avalokiteshvara replied softly.

Vishnu and the others did not know the whereabouts of the Sect Master Jieyin, but Avalokiteshvara could guess that the other party was probably playing with the half of the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus at this moment, and might even be cultivating and reproducing it with great interest.

There are only a few positions for the corresponding cult leader, so they are not too difficult to find.

But even Avalokiteshvara dared not speak recklessly at this moment.

Her proactive provision of information may earn her a place in the sect, but if Nezha and the others run into trouble, she will inevitably become an object of hatred from the Immortal Court, and may also become a scapegoat.

She couldn't bear such a heavy karmic burden, nor dared to act rashly, so she could only keep reciting scriptures.

"You're insane!"

Avalokiteshvara had many thoughts in his mind, but Vishnu did not think that far ahead.

He thought he had only come to ask Guanyin about the location of the leader, but the other party casually replied and then started reciting scriptures, his attitude clearly quite perfunctory.