Legend of the Great Sage

When he could not hold on for any longer, he would nap a little.

Fortunately, when he was awake, he was still relatively happy.
He liked this kind of liveliness too.

The field was jubilous.
Even just casually glancing up was enough to see him.
He was surrounded by people, forming a great crowd that admired him in surprise.

Among the many buddhist precepts, breaking the precept of sexual misconduct was far worse than the precept of alcohol consumption.
However, sexual desires were always the greatest of desires.
They were extremely difficult to overcome.

But in Sukhāvatī, this was not a problem at all.
Everyone was free from these desires.
Even couples did not sleep together, so there were rarely any newborns.

In a regular world, if they grew up in just a month, they would probably be treated as a monster, but in Sukhāvatī, no one thought that.
Everyone’s hearts were filled with kindness, feeling happy for the old couple from the bottom of their hearts.
They looked at “Eggborn” like he was their own child.

“Eggborn” was influenced by the atmosphere, making him smile as well.

“Eggborn, show them some of your tricks!” old man Ruan called out.

“Alrighty!”

“Eggborn” leapt up in response and performed a somersault, landing firmly on the back of the seat.
He stood on one leg and called out, “Grow! Grow! Grow!”

Wheat sprouts burst out of the earth one by one.
In the blink of an eye, the empty field turned into a glistening field of wheat.

Within the gasps, someone said, “It’s absolutely wondrous.
He really is a child bestowed by the buddha.
Old brother Ruan, you should go to the temple and return the favour.”

Old man Ruan rubbed his head.
“This… I haven’t found the time to do that yet!”

“There is no better time than today.
You might as well go now.
We’ll all come with you!”

Everyone agreed and lifted up the table like it was a sedan chair, jostling off towards the temple.

This world was scattered with temples.
In less than two hours, they arrived before a solemn, unadorned temple surrounded with trees.

The receiving monk welcomed everyone into the temple before inviting the abbot over.

Everyone spoke up in a gabble, leaving the abbot surprised as well, even slightly suspicious.
Unlike these “bumpkins” that only knew how to chant the buddha’s name, he was a proper person of buddhism.
Even the “child-delivering Guanyin” was an misinterpretation of laypeople, let alone a “child-delivering buddha”.

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As a result, he used the Heavenly Eye knowledge and took a careful glance at “Eggborn”, which left him surprised.
He lifted up his kasaya in a hurry and dropped down to his knees, bowing deeply towards “Eggborn”.

“Amitābha.
I did not know about the sangharama guardian’s visit, so please forgive me for failing to welcome you!”

What he saw was no longer a child, but a great, dignified god of golden light.

No matter how suitable Sukhāvatī was for cultivating buddhists, those that had undergone the sixth heavenly tribulation were still exceptionally rare.

Sangharama guardians were already formal gods of buddhism.
Their official position was not too high, but they already stood among the ranks of gods and buddhas.
They were worthy of the worship of followers.

Even upon rebirth with his memories sealed, his post still existed.

In Sukhāvatī, the status of monks was extremely high.
Coupled with how they heard he was a sangharama guardian, everyone bowed in a hurry.
Even the old couple could not help but bow.

“Eggborn” leapt into the crowd and helped them up.
He widened his eyes and questioned the abbot, “You baldy, what are you on about? Get up, all of you.
You can’t bow to me!”

The abbot was surprised inside, Don’t tell me this guardian refuses to expose himself?

At this moment, a mighty voice rang out from outside the temple, “Amitābha! Long time no see, general Li.”

A monk with a staff and a bamboo hat in an old kasaya walked into the temple.
For some reason, “Eggborn” became restless inside.
“And who are you? You say I’m some kind of general as well? And some kind of plum general.
Why don’t you call me watermelon general?”

TL: Remember that Li Qingshan’s surname can mean plum in certain contexts.

“This monk is Upraised Light.”