Legend of the Great Sage

tle Transformation, my intelligence sure grows with each passing day!

“I see.
No wonder you were chosen as a sangharama guardian.
Despite being so young, you’re bold enough to contend against a Demon God.
Impressive, impressive!” The Sangharama God patted Li Qingshan on the shoulder in admiration.
“But you don’t have to worry.
As long as you stay in Sukhāvatī, the twelve Demon Gods are powerless over you even if they work together.”

“But I heard the Blood Oath of the Nether River is extremely powerful…”

The Sangharama God said proudly, “Don’t forget what this place is.
How can a mere oath rival the power of great benevolent belief? You can just stay here in peace!”

Hold this, this wasn’t the plan.

Li Qingshan finally understood what a “great organisation” meant.

Qiongqi was terrifying, except like the Sangharama God, he was a true god.
Who knew how many existences with that cultivation buddhism possessed.
Just the arhats numbered at least eighteen, and there were the four great bodhisattvas above them, with the buddha even further up.

What was the Blood Oath of the Nether River supposed to be? In front of our bossman brother Tathāgata, it ain’t shit.
What, you have something to say? C’mon, stick your head over and explain it to brother Tathāgata.

Li Qingshan was devastated.
“Are we supposed to just let Qiongqi continue to strut around like that?”

“You reap what you sow.
Once he’s done enough bad, there’ll obviously be something waiting for him.
Qingshan, you’ve broken the precept of hatred!” He immediately brought his palms together and chanted, “With a thought of hatred, your good karma goes up in flames.
With a thought of hatred, open to you are a myriad of problems.”

Even in the end, the Sangharama God never told him how to leave this world, perhaps because he saw through his plan to kill with a borrowed blade, or perhaps because he was worried about him running over and throwing his life at Qiongqi.

Li Qingshan could not force a true god to change his mind either.
He calculated the time.
He still had a year and a half, so he could only rely on himself for a way out.

As a result, he rose up into the air, chose a direction, and shot off.

In a mere half a day, he gave up.

Sukhāvatī was very similar to Ruin’s End.
Not only was it boundless, but it was also beyond the six realms of saṃsāra.
There were no such things as boundaries and exits.

And, it constantly influenced his mentality too.

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Feelings of peace and joy welled forth from the bottom of his heart endlessly like a string.

Like sunlight melting the snow, it nullified the ox demon’s stubbornness.
Like pulling the logs out of the flames, it pacified the tiger demon’s anger.
Like clear, illuminating light, it diluted the ape demon’s delusions.

Compared to happiness, this feeling was better described as relief, letting go of the burden he had always been carrying.
He even began to recall the happiness of childhood—the beautiful landscape of Crouching Ox village and the simplicity and honesty of the villagers.
His brother and sister-in-law had once possessed a soft side too.
They did not only bring him abuse and insults…

He gritted his teeth and shook his head violently, wanting to chase away these thoughts, but despite being a successor of the māra, he was completely helpless.

These thoughts did not originate from the outside world, but from the bottom of his heart.

Otherwise, why would he have challenged Black Wind stronghold, why would he have left the money to his brother and sister-in-law, why would he have tried to release brother ox…

Those were all the happy and touching memories in him.
However, if this continued, all of the demonic transformations would regress, or perhaps they had already begun regressing.
Even the foundations of the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine would cease to exist.

“Everyone has a buddhist nature within them.
All can attain buddhahood.”

The Sangharama God said to himself quietly.
He had noticed the many secrets and feelings that Li Qingshan possessed, but he did not worry about that.
Many people who first arrived in Sukhāvatī were the same, but in the end, they would all be purified by this pure land, starting afresh.

Even Maheśvara had to lower his head before the buddha, so what was a mere successor of the māra supposed to be?

For the first time in his life, Li Qingshan discovered that the thing more powerful than his inner demons was his inner buddha.