Chapter 112 Look at me, Old Sun, didn't I become a Buddha through forbearance?

A grand Buddhist gathering at Mount Ling in the Western Paradise.

Standing at a distance, one can see the sacred mountain bathed in Buddhist light.

Countless golden rays of light continuously flew towards the Western Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

Perhaps because Yang Jian and Nezha's identities were too special, as they flew towards Mount Ling, Buddhist disciples kept looking at them curiously.

Su Bai, perched on Nezha's shoulder, watched the passing monks, his mind filled with doubt. "What is this Buddhist grand ceremony? Why do so many people travel from so far away just to hear the Buddha preach?"

If they had heard the word "Buddha" from someone else, they might not have thought much of it, but hearing it from Su Bai's mouth surprised them.

It is widely known that Laozi transformed from a barbarian into a Buddhist, but few people know why he did so.

In fact, this matter is not exactly a secret, but those who know about it will not easily discuss it, since they are all on duty in the Heavenly Court and will see each other all the time.

Who spends all day doing nothing productive but picking at each other's old wounds?

Yang Jian coughed lightly, bent down and whispered in Su Bai's ear, "Little Cat Daoist, don't you know? The Buddha Tathagata of the Western Paradise was none other than Duobao Daoist, the eldest disciple of the Jie Sect."

Su Bai blinked. He definitely knew about this, but that wasn't what he was asking.

Yang Jian did not notice Su Bai's gaze, but continued to speak on his own: "After the great battle back then, this... well, the eldest brother of the Little Cat Daoist was captured by the Supreme Sage with the Taiji Diagram. Later, he turned to the West. Later still, this Duobao Daoist was reincarnated and became the current Tathagata Buddha."

Su Bai nodded, then asked疑惑地问道, "Did he know that he used to be Duobao?"

"this……"

Yang Jian and Nezha exchanged a glance. It was really hard to say. After all, neither of them had reached the level of the Buddha. As for whether they understood their past and present lives, no one knew. Perhaps only after Su Bai went there and saw the Buddha's reaction could they find out.

Seeing that the two remained silent, Su Bai roughly guessed what was going on.

Naturally, I didn't ask any more questions.

……

As the two of them and the cat entered the territory of the Western Paradise, some people who were familiar with Yang Jian and Nezha naturally came forward to greet them.

Sun Wukong was the first among them.

Upon seeing the two people and the cat, he first put his hands together and said with a compassionate expression, "The three benefactors have come from afar despite the hardships, which truly brings honor to my humble abode, Mount Ling of the Western Paradise."

Su Bai stared at Sun Wukong for a long time, and after a while, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Brother Monkey, what kind of act are you putting on?"

Sun Wukong's eyes were closed, but upon hearing Su Bai's words, he suddenly opened one eye and glanced at him before quickly closing it again: "This little cat benefactor's words are quite interesting. This humble monk is the Victorious Fighting Buddha of Mount Ling. Since I am a Buddha, this situation is normal. Why is there any talk of 'acting'?"

Seeing Sun Wukong's nonchalant attitude, Nezha also became a little impatient.

"Monkey, you weren't like this back then. I almost didn't recognize you. Speaking of which, we were fishing for the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea together just a few days ago."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding people fell silent, and then everyone's eyes turned to look in their direction.

Sun Wukong was also filled with excitement.

Not to mention that we had a lot of fun on the East China Sea that day. Although we didn't get to enjoy ourselves to the fullest, at least we got some exercise.

Just as he was about to say something, he quickly noticed the gazes of those around him, and then slowly said, "As the saying goes, 'Small forbearance leads to benevolence, great forbearance leads to Buddhahood.' Look at me, old Sun, I've become a Buddha through forbearance."

Having said that, Sun Wukong clasped his hands together and continued to laugh, "I existed back then, but I am no longer here. There is always a story waiting for you to uncover. The 'I' you speak of is certainly not me."

"The Buddha said, if there is Buddha in your heart, then all things are Buddha. I have now become Buddha. I think that you, benefactor Nezha, must also have Buddha in your heart, so you mistakenly saw others as me."

Upon hearing this, Nezha couldn't help but laugh.

If that monkey had had such a silver tongue back then, how could he have been imprisoned under the Five Elements Mountain by the Buddha for five hundred years?

However, if he were truly that eloquent, it would probably be his mouth that gets sealed off, not his body.

Nezha smiled and shook his head, then walked towards Jinzha and Muzha. He hadn't seen them for many years and missed them dearly. He wondered if they had achieved the Golden Body and whether they could withstand the spear thrust.

With Nezha gone, only Yang Jian and Su Bai remained.

Yang Jian rarely comes to the Western Paradise Spirit Mountain. To be honest, he has quite a few acquaintances here, but these people are no longer the same.

Not far away, the three Bodhisattvas had obviously also noticed Yang Jian. In fact, for these three Bodhisattvas, what happened back then was already in the past, as the past cannot be grasped.

Fortunately, Guanyin Bodhisattva and Yang Jian had met several times before, so their reunion was not as awkward as they had imagined.

As the three bodhisattvas approached Yang Jian, Su Bai couldn't help but shrink back.

Seeing that he seemed a little shy, Yang Jian put one hand around his chest to protect him.

"Don't panic, Little Cat Daoist. Although these Bodhisattvas are from the Chan Sect who have turned to the West, they are truly compassionate."

As they were talking, Guanyin Bodhisattva, along with Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva, arrived in front of Yang Jian.

Perhaps because of some past events, Yang Jian was at a loss for words. Instead, the three bodhisattvas exchanged smiles and bowed to Yang Jian, saying, "Your arrival is truly unexpected, but since you're here, we mustn't leave empty-handed."

"Although Taoism and Buddhism are different, all methods are one, and the final result is the same."

"Do not hold grudges."

Looking at the three bodhisattvas before him, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel deeply moved. In his memory, these three former senior masters actually had a very low presence in the Jade Void Palace.

Sometimes it's so low that people unintentionally forget about it.

But now, in the Western sacred mountain, they have found their true goal, as if they have found the meaning of cultivation.

Although I was deeply conflicted, I was also happy for their current positions.

After a long while, Yang Jian took a deep breath and said, "Yang Jian pays his respects to the three Bodhisattvas."

Upon hearing this, all three of them laughed.

Always having a smile has become a hallmark of their behavior as bodhisattvas, but this time the smile was more genuine than ever before.

They knew perfectly well that Yang Jian had completely emerged from that confusion and doubt.

Just as she was about to say something, Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly noticed the kitten in Yang Jian's arms.

"I think I've seen this cat before."

Yang Jian glanced down at Su Bai, then nodded and said, "What the Bodhisattva said is true. This cat is called Little Cat Daoist, and is... um..."

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't know how to continue. Yang Jian really didn't dare to reveal his identity here.

After all, the Sage Zhunti took in a large number of disciples of the Jie Sect like harvesting vegetables back then. If he were to reveal the identity of the Little Cat Daoist here in the Western Paradise, who knows what kind of trouble it would cause.

With such keen eyesight, Guanyin Bodhisattva had already noticed the sword around Su Bai's neck and the bamboo pole he was holding when they met last time.

He originally didn't intend to get too involved, but he didn't expect the cat to appear here.

"What a tragedy!"