Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1115 - 430: Supreme Secret (Part 3)

The scene unfolds frame by frame, revealing the sins of Fish Monk under the glaring daylight.

Lu Xingzhou, a native of Yellow Field Prefecture, watched with eyes wide open in anger.

"Fish Monk, you’ve ’benefited’ Yellow Origin quite a bit, haven’t you? I wish I could just cut you down."

Yun Ziliang patted Zhou Xuan, looking towards Wu Ya Zen, and said as if seeking credit, "Look, our Ya Zi is upright and honest, loves reading, and is morally sound,

now look at that Fish Monk, tsk tsk, utterly rotten, all the evil in the world is stuffed in his belly,

both are part of the twenty-one Zen, yet the difference in character is so vast. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Because as his ancestor, righteousness runs through me..."

"The kind of righteousness that takes you gambling at the mahjong parlor every day?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"..." Yun Ziliang.

"I’m just killing time, playing some small mahjong games."

Yun Ziliang continued with a string of unintelligible phrases like "a little gamble to spice up life," "life is a gamble," "reasonable entertainment, card games enhance intelligence,"

Zhou Xuan, growing tired of listening, patted Yun Ziliang’s shoulder and said, "Mr. Righteousness, if you truly were righteous, how about doing something righteous?"

"What would that be?"

Yun Ziliang asked.

Zhou Xuan pointed at the sturdy Mahayana Temple and said, "This temple conceals too many sins, tear it down."

"Such a big tower, you want me to push it down? I’d be exhausted!" Yun Ziliang said, poking his nose.

"Do you want to push it or not? If you won’t push, I’ll have the painter set it on fire; his flames spread quicker."

Zhou Xuan continued, "You can’t let Old Hua steal the limelight on such a glorious task, right?"

Upon hearing the word "steal," Li Changxun’s peculiar competitive spirit surged; he immediately patted his chest and said, "If Master Ancestor won’t push, I’ll do it. We Dragon Seeking Mountain Ancestor always act heroically and never lag behind."

Saying this, he summoned a fierce wind to sweep the towering giant tower.

During the pushing, he glanced at Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou fully agreed with Zhou Xuan’s approach, saying, "Extirpating evil thoroughly; if the venerable teacher starts, we’ll finish. Push the tower down, let those dirty, ugly deeds be exposed to the sun,

Yellow Field Prefecture needs a new way of life, can’t always live in the beautiful dreams woven by the Demon Monk as ’Western Pure Land.’"

Upon saying this, Lu Xingzhou controlled the water, directing the waters of the Mudi River from the mountain below to also push the tower.

"I want those solid foundations to turn into sludge."

Yun Ziliang exerted effort as well, softening the soil under the tower; the painter quietly set the tower on fire—

While everyone was united in pushing the tower, Fish Monk suddenly realized, and he shouted, "Zhou Xuan, you want the common people to judge me! You’re trying to ruin my Buddhist name, which I’ve worked hard for a millennium,

and this tower too, can’t be pushed... It’s the highest and largest Buddha Tower among the nearby four prefectures, it’s my labor, my dignity, it’s a symbol of Yellow Field Prefecture... boo hoo hoo!"

Fish Monk shed tears of sadness, like a miserly homeowner watching the government’s lackeys taking away his treasures, piece by piece,

while he could only be an "impotent husband," silently watching, feeling thousand cuts in his heart, with all grief turning into tears, having a good cry.

"Cry? You better hurry to laugh now, because tomorrow, when you’re hung out for public scorn, then divided and eaten by them, I’m afraid you won’t like to laugh by then."

Zhou Xuan said with a smile, but despite his words, he continued to watch Fish Monk’s crying like watching a riveting movie.

"Even the fish’s tears are golden." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

He mused to himself at the sight of those tear droplets, while everyone was busy pushing the tower, the atmosphere was harmonious.

But right at that moment,

a very discordant shout emerged from the void.

"Daoist I’ve succeeded!"

"Can Tongqi is mastered, I share longevity with Heaven, equal age with Earth, I’m part of Heaven and Earth!"

"No one supports my Qing Yunzhi, I alone tread upon snow to the mountain top!!"

Everyone except Zhou Xuan stopped what they were doing, looking around to see which lunatic forgot their medicine and came here spouting such madness.

But Zhou Xuan remembered—Alchemist Bai Lu, that old alchemy expert, was still embedded in the walls of the Spirit Realm.

He immediately shouted in a direction, "Alchemist Bai Lu, if you’re stuck in the wall but not dead, hurry and come out, stop your hysteria."