nycdaug Chapter 95 The Western Religion's Theory of Predestined Connections
Chapter 95 The Western Religion's Theory of Predestined Connections
The dimples on Maitreya Buddha's face gradually faded.
But you should still keep smiling.
The hand that was stroking her belly clenched into a fist.
Once they were halfway up in the air, they put aside all that and, with particular joy, bowed to Yang Jiao, saying:
"It's been two years since I last saw you, young friend. You've actually reached the Human Immortal realm. Congratulations, congratulations!"
His gaze shifted, and he saw the little one behind Yang Jiao. His eyes widened, and he exclaimed with delight:
"As expected, the magpie brought good news today, a very auspicious sign. Your younger brother is only one step away from becoming an immortal."
Looking up at the unhappy Nezha again, Maitreya pondered for a moment, then smiled and said:
"Great fortune! This young friend is full of righteousness and blessed with good fortune. He seems to have a strong affinity with my Western Sect. I wonder if you have paid your respects to the sect and would like to join us?"
"To be honest, I am Maitreya of the West. Since you are a good friend of young friend Yang Jiao, I can tell you this secret. In fact... I am the next leader of the Western Sect."
“If you are willing to come to my Western religion, I, Maitreya, hereby swear that you will be in a position second only to me.”
Yang Jiao slowly turned her head to look at the cheerful little chubby boy.
Why do these words sound so familiar?
If I remember correctly, did I hear about this two years ago?
Before Yang Jiao could finish being shocked, Maitreya spoke to her again:
"Young friend, rest assured. Your rank must be the highest. I see that your younger brother is also exceptionally talented. I wonder if he would be willing to join my Western Sect?"
……
For a moment, Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Nezha looked at Maitreya.
The three of them leaned back in unison, squinted, and looked at him with disdain.
"Oh."
Those around Maitreya suddenly burst into laughter, showing no respect for the future leader of the Western Sect, and bent over laughing:
"Believe it or not, I've heard these words over three hundred times in the past two years, hahaha."
Maitreya clenched both hands into fists.
You should still smile.
Yang Jiao became curious about the person next to Maitreya. If it were the great Arhat Ananda, he would not dare to speak to Maitreya like that. So, besides Ksitigarbha, who else in the Western Paradise has such a status?
Yang Jiao was thinking about it.
The man also sized up Yang Jiao.
This little girl was highly praised by both Ksitigarbha and Maitreya. His listless eyes finally brightened when they fell on her, and he introduced himself:
"I am Jin Chanzi of the Western Sect. Young friend Yang Jiao, I have long admired your name."
hiss~
Yang Jiao finally understood why this person could undermine Maitreya in front of him. Not to mention the future Buddha, Jin Chanzi had never even given face to the modern Buddha.
A big shot!
The future Tang Xuanzang, Kongkong's master, will become the Sandalwood Merit Buddha after he goes to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
She quickly bowed in return, thinking to herself:
"Maintain this relationship well, and treat me better from now on."
Even if Yang Jiao had reached the Quasi-Saint level in the past few hundred years, he would not have been able to stop the Journey to the West. Which of those discussing this matter were not Quasi-Saints?
Even higher and more powerful.
Those individuals all possessed the potential to become saints, but they were only able to remain at the quasi-saint level due to the lack of the Primordial Purple Qi as their admission document.
Yang Jiao stepped forward with a smile and said:
"I've long admired your name; I hope we can keep in touch more often in the future."
Seeing the young girl's overly familiar manner, Jin Chanzi paused for a moment, then slowly took a step back.
He looked at her suspiciously for a while before saying with relief:
"It really is an extremely interesting one."
Then he tossed his head back and ignored her.
……
Nezha was still reeling from the fact that he was now the same height as Yang Jiao, and for a moment he was unsure how to address her from now on.
Let's call her little sister, she'll be taller than me in a few months!
Call me "sister"?
No, no, no...
Nezha couldn't bear to imagine the scene: his only friend, who had grown up from a little sister to an older sister.
Will her seniority rise higher and higher in the future?
Nezha couldn't accept it. His Wind Fire Wheels blazed fiercely beneath his feet. He turned his face away and muttered:
"I just finished receiving incense, and I'm going to visit my master at the Golden Light Cave."
Go ask your master how to grow taller!
Yang Jiao nodded, waved goodbye, and said:
"Please also pass on a message to Master Taiyi for me, saying that I am grateful for his kind words."
Nezha instantly vanished from this place on his Wind Fire Wheels.
Yang Jian glanced at the little boy, wiped his hands on himself twice before reaching for his sister's clothes, and whispered:
"That guy playing with fire just now, his eyes looked red."
Yang Jiao frowned.
He thought to himself, "How could that be? That's Nezha! He didn't even cry when his bones and flesh were being removed."
"No, he's a tough nut to crack."
Yang Jian snorted and went to play something else, thinking to himself:
If you don't believe me, that's fine too.
Huh? What's that door for?
Why are so many people playing Jump Jump?
Maitreya bowed and said:
"The world's people are swayed by emotions; that young friend must have the world in his heart, sharing the same ideals as my Western religion. What a coincidence!"
Jin Chanzi immediately retorted, scoffing:
"I'd rather believe he has sand in his eye."
Yang Jiao stood to the side, feeling somewhat embarrassed as she witnessed the sectarian infighting, when she heard calls coming from the outer region of Guanjiang Estuary.
"Little Auntie!"
"Little Miss, it's been two years!"
Having already reached the realm of immortals, Yang Jiao was now sharp-eyed and quick-witted, and immediately recognized the voice as that of the Thousand-Mile Eye and Wind-Following Ear.
More importantly, apart from these two tree spirits who were determined to become immortals, no one else called him by that title.
She raised her hand and waved in that direction.
They said cheerfully:
What brings you here to find me?
These words shocked both groups of people.
For two long years, the all-seeing and all-hearing people couldn't see Yang Jiao and even thought that their little aunt had gone to become an immortal behind their backs. They were extremely uneasy.
The heavenly soldiers stationed at Guanjiang Estuary were even more uneasy. Weren't those two demons who were talking the same two that their five thousand heavenly soldiers had ganged up on back then?
They actually know the little ancestor!
His face darkened, and he felt even more disgusted with monsters.
"These monsters are just too stupid to even acknowledge our little ancestor's name. Better to strike the innocent than let them go!"
Seeing Yang Jiao's waving gesture, Qianliyan was so excited that he actually stepped into the territory of Guanjiangkou.
His face immediately darkened, and he jumped back onto Shunfeng'er, hugging him tightly and crying out:
"Brother, help me! They're coming to beat me up!"
The peach spirit and willow demon trembled with fear.
I felt deeply that I was doomed, completely doomed.
Who knows where five thousand heavenly soldiers will suddenly appear and beat me up again.
However, after a long period of panic, not a single heavenly soldier appeared, and they wondered:
"Brother, have all the heavenly soldiers left?"
"How should I know!"
The all-seeing eye really thought this Guanjiang Estuary was quite absurd. A bunch of heavenly soldiers and generals were using some kind of magic on themselves, and even he couldn't see them.
But as soon as they think there's no one around, they'll get a beating the moment they step into Guankou territory.
Over two years, the two brothers tried eight times.
Every time, they'd break an arm or a leg.
now,
As soon as the young lady appeared, these heavenly soldiers vanished as if they had never been at Guanjiang Estuary!
In that instant, the two seemed to have grasped some information, but dared not speak of it to anyone.