Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

"Amitabha! Ever since the journey to the West, the destiny of the heavens has changed frequently, which is why this disaster has happened to my Western world."

"If the Journey to the West cannot proceed normally, disasters will continue in the West. After you return, please pay more attention to the Journey to the West and re-arrange anything that needs to be done."

"Go back, I'm going into seclusion!"

As he spoke, his figure slowly disappeared.

Miroku looked at the place where he disappeared and secretly said that he was slow to react.

He also quickly spoke up, "You must keep in mind the words of the ancient Buddha Dipankara. I am also going back to retreat."

As he said this, he used his magical powers and disappeared from the spot.

Anyway, Tathagata will take care of the mess, so he doesn't care.

The Bodhisattvas and Buddhas looked at each other, and finally sighed.

They all went towards the west, only Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva went towards the underworld.

......

Above India, Tathagata looked at the approaching hurricane storm, and he looked at Venerable Kashyapa beside him.

"Venerable Kasyapa, I leave this matter to you. I need to return to Lingshan."

Having said that, he immediately ran away. The huge Buddha's body shrank in the blink of an eye and went towards Lingshan.

Only Venerable Kashyapa was left with a confused look on his face.

Looking at the disappearing Buddha, he felt like crying but had no tears.

What, what is going on?

How can he handle it?

Could it be that he was left behind to collect the bodies of these people?

While he was stunned, the hurricane storm was already approaching.

Countless believers were ecstatic at this moment and kowtowed to Venerable Kashyapa.

Everyone looked at the chaotic storm approaching before their eyes, and they were extremely excited for the benefits that would come soon.

They didn't know yet that the storm had turned into a deadly storm and was no longer a blessing at all.

"The Mercy Storm has really arrived. You won't run away this time?"

"The Buddha has not abandoned us, the gift of grace has arrived!"

"Once we receive the gift, all our illnesses will be cured and we will embark on the path of Taoism!"

"Here it comes! The blessing is here! The energy inside is so abundant! It will definitely make us immortal."

"..."

For a moment, everyone was so excited that they were incoherent.

They had waited for this gift for so long that they thought there was no hope.

As luck would have it, the Buddha performed a ritual to bring the gift back.

They no longer need to envy the people of the Han Dynasty, as they will also be baptized.

Venerable Kashyapa could not bear to watch and had to close his eyes.

After the storm is over, we will come forward to save the face of Buddhism.

He didn't want to do that either, but what could he do?

It’s all fate!

The next moment, the excitement on the faces of countless believers in India faded, and what remained was only fear and anxiety.

What about the gift?

How did they sweep away so many believers?

Human power has absolutely no ability to resist this hurricane.

The wind blade tore the people who were swept in into pieces in an instant, leaving only a bloody mist.

Wherever the hurricane passes, not a blade of grass is left.

Countless believers wanted to escape, but found that they could not escape at all.

For a moment, countless believers in India watched themselves being swept into the storm and then lost consciousness.

The believers who had not been swept away also gave up struggling and stared at the storm that was about to swallow them, somewhat dazed.

The gift they had been waiting for so long turned out to be a life-threatening gift, which made them devastated.

Countless people began to curse and cry.

"Is this how the Buddha I believe in treats his followers? Is this the Buddha's great grace?"

"Letting a storm take our lives, is this what you call reaching paradise early?"

"Hahahaha, I actually believed in such a Buddha who wantonly deprived his followers of their lives."

"Ah... Buddha, please open your eyes and take a look. Is this your gift?"

"India is stained with blood, and not a blade of grass grows. So this is what Buddha's grace is like? I was so sincere, and this is the outcome I get? I won't accept it."

"If there is an afterlife, I will never believe in Buddhism again. I will kill all the Buddhist disciples."

"The despicable Buddha actually lied to us."

No matter how they struggled and cursed, the hurricane storm swallowed them up mercilessly.

The storm that covered a million miles had torn the country of India to pieces, leaving it unrecognizable.

The king had a gloomy face and looked at the still raging storm, tears of blood in his eyes.

Is this the gift that Tathagata gave him to the Kingdom of India?

The land of India was stained with blood for thousands of miles, countless people were buried, and the land was riddled with holes.

This was the first time he knew that Foen was like this.

The next moment, wisps of black mist rose from his body, and he fell directly into the path of evil.

When the storm dissipated, more than half of the population of India disappeared.

The survivors all had complaints against the Buddha.

The faith of the Indian Kingdom, which was once as strong as an iron wall and was governed by Buddhism, collapsed in an instant.

People’s hearts can no longer be united.

Many people even fell directly into the path of evil.

For a moment, the entire country of India was no longer filled with the Buddha's light, but instead a deadly demonic aura began to spread in the sky.

Venerable Kashyapa originally wanted to go down to find the king and appease the remaining believers.

As a result, he discovered the demonic energy, which made his face change drastically.

As long as he said he was going to investigate, he was afraid of encountering some powerful monster and didn't dare to go alone.

At this time, he had no time to appease the believers of India. This place had been occupied by monsters, and he had to hurry to report to the Buddha.

He turned into a golden light and headed straight towards Lingshan.

Just after he left, the evil aura over India became increasingly heavier.

Soon, the people below who were not possessed by the devil were possessed by the devilish energy, and their expressions changed drastically. The ordinary mortals also became cultivators.

This is the path of magic. Even if you don’t have talent, you can still embark on the path of cultivation.

However, those without talent will have limited achievements.

For a time, India, once a Buddhist country, became a country of evil.

And on the ground, traces of demonic energy began to emerge.

No one noticed all this.

.......

Mount Emei on earth.

In an underground palace, a vague voice sounded in the hearts of the left and right protectors.

"Left and right Dharma protectors, something unexpected has happened in the Western Tianzhu Kingdom. That will become our base camp."

"I command you to go there immediately and occupy it. Start eroding the west. When I wake up, I will completely take back the west."

The left and right guardians opened their eyes and immediately bowed respectfully toward a large cocoon formed by evil spirits in a deep pit.

"Yes, I will follow the orders of the Demon Ancestor."

After the two of them finished their ceremony, they discovered that the large cocoon formed by the demonic energy had disappeared.

The two were not too surprised by this, as the Demon Ancestor's abilities were beyond their imagination.

They immediately turned towards the other people in the underground palace and turned into black gas and headed towards India.

.......

At Lingshan, the Buddha sat cross-legged on a lotus platform high above the main hall.

Below are the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who have rushed back from the first heaven.

On both sides, the Eight Vajras and Eighteen Arhats are sitting in their respective positions.

Everyone looked unhappy. It was obvious that the Buddhist sect had suffered a great loss of face this time.

Tathagata sighed and was about to say a few words when Venerable Kashyapa rushed in with a panicked look on his face.

Tathagata's face immediately turned ugly. Why was Kasyapa running back instead of cleaning up his mess?

"Venerable Kasyapa, you are a powerful Daluo after all, why are you so flustered?"

Kasyapa quickly bowed, "Buddha, something terrible has happened! Demonic energy is growing in the sky above India. Could a great demon have emerged there?"