A cat that lingers beside a saint

Chapter 88 Do you know what rotten wood is?

Mount Sumeru.

From the outside, it doesn't actually look that big; in comparison, it doesn't even occupy as much area as the Endless Mountains.

But once inside, it's a completely different world.

The location where Su Bai and the Taoist were situated was in the very center of this area. Looking out over the entire Mount Sumeru, there was no one else besides the Taoist and Su Bai.

This made Su Bai a little suspicious.

He had already guessed a thing or two about the identity of the Taoist priest in front of him, but under normal circumstances, there should be more than one.

What's the last one?

"What are you thinking about, young friend? Are you wondering how I should address you?"

The Taoist priest sat cross-legged, gently stroking Su Bai's head with one hand.

Su Bai wanted to resist, but he was completely powerless against the Taoist.

Even his breath couldn't affect the Taoist in the slightest.

"Speaking of which, in my early years, your master and I both came from the Xuanmen sect and became disciples of the Dao Ancestor together in the Zixiao Palace."

"Although I am only a disciple in name only, you should actually call me your senior uncle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhunti heard several voices in his ears.

"Now that you have left the Xuanmen sect, you no longer need to refer to yourself as a member of the Xuanmen sect."

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti, there's an old saying in the mortal world: 'People need face, trees need bark.' If you have no shame, you'll be invincible."

"I hope you will be sure to maintain your image and not tarnish the name of the Sage."

……

Zhunti pretended not to hear any of these sounds around him.

If he had relied solely on this noodle dish for his livelihood all these years, how could the West have become as prosperous as it is today?

Although the Western religion, like the Jie religion, has vanished without a trace, the overall outcome was still positive.

At the very least, the doctrines of Western religions have been fully inherited by modern Buddhism.

Perhaps at the beginning, Zhunti was a little sad, but later he came to terms with it.

Just as the saying goes, all things are empty, only the mind can create them.

Now that I've come to terms with it, the burden in my heart and the weight on my shoulders feel lighter.

Zhunti smiled as he looked at Su Bai, picked him up, and led him on a leisurely stroll around Mount Sumeru.

"Look at the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. There's one on Mount Ling outside, and I have one here too."

"Speaking of which, the merit pool of Mount Ling was actually guided from here."

"Would you like to go in and wash away this filth?"

"You should know that the water in this pool is no less than that of Mount Ling. This is holy water of merit, which can purify the body and mind, aid in cultivation, and even improve one's state of mind."

"I observe that you cultivate both life and spirit. If you enter this pool, not only will you improve your mental state, but you will also strengthen your physical body. In the future, you will accumulate merit and be immune to all evil."

After saying that, Zhunti looked down at the kitten in his arms.

However, Su Bai was not interested in the pool of holy water of merit that he mentioned at all.

According to the Taoist Zhunti, the holy water in this pool of merit must have been soaked by many people.

Otherwise, how could he possibly know its effects?

Just thinking about how countless burly men had been soaked in this water made Su Bai shudder.

If he really jumps down, then he will truly be unclean.

Seeing Su Bai's attitude, Zhunti frowned slightly.

What's wrong with this cat?

Wasn't it said that his state of mind wasn't right?

It was about magical treasures and a pool of merit, and he even introduced himself.

If any one of these three things were to become known, countless people would vie to enter his Mount Sumeru.

They might even fight tooth and nail over it, but the cat remained completely unmoved, which made Zhunti somewhat suspicious.

Is this fellow Daoist Tongtian just making fun of him?

The thought of losing the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo if he lost the bet caused Zhunti Daoist a pang of heartache.

No, absolutely not.

If he had entered Mount Sumeru, he would have given the gifts. After all, at that time, he would have been considered his disciple, and it was only natural for him to give his disciple some good things.

As long as he enters my Mount Sumeru, let alone the Bamboo of Six Roots of Purity, even if I give him this Seven Treasures Tree, it's just a matter of a word.

In fact, after saying so much, Zhunti wasn't really interested in Su Bai, the cat.

Although the Western religion was not as powerful as the three Eastern religions back then, it was still considered a major religion in the world.

The number of disciples in the Western Sect was countless. Later, during the Investiture of the Gods war, they also reaped many disciples from the Jie Sect, and several Golden Immortals from the Chan Sect also settled in the West.

The entire Western religion can be described as unprecedented and unparalleled, even surpassing the Jie Sect, which once boasted that ten thousand immortals came to pay homage.

But later, no one expected that the Supreme Lord would come up with a plan to convert the barbarians into Buddhists, and actually transformed the entire Western religion into Buddhism.

This led to the sudden demise of Western religions.

It's absolutely impossible for him not to feel resentful. Although he's come to terms with it, that doesn't stop him from harboring a sense of dissatisfaction.

Zhunti Daoist gave Su Bai a deep look. He had already brought out all the treasures he needed to bring out.

If this little cat doesn't even value these innate spiritual treasures, then those magical treasures that are even worse than innate spiritual treasures would probably be meaningless even if it were brought out.

He even intentionally or unintentionally suggested that Su Bai should be trained to be the last successor of the Western religion.

But Su Bai remained unmoved.

It seems that if the soft approach doesn't work, then the only option left is the hard one.

Although he couldn't actually take action, he had at least deceived many people in the East under the guise of a sage preaching.

That's his real specialty.

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Above the Immortal Sect.

The gaze of the Primordial Sage also fell upon Mount Sumeru.

This place is a void, and the six saints are all located within this scroll.

The methods of a sage cannot be used lightly; once they are used, the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" will inevitably collapse completely because it cannot withstand the pressure.

The saints certainly understood this principle, and even if Zhunti was somewhat displeased, he would not easily use the power of a saint.

The teachings of sages are not something that everyone can hear.

But once spoken, it will surely bring forth golden lotuses from the ground, a shower of flowery words from the sky, and even blessings upon all living beings.

Once you get caught up in it, it's hard to get out.

But Yuanshi remained completely calm.

Preaching to a cat?

Wouldn't that be like playing the lute to a cow?

Do you know what rotten wood is?

Yuanshi scoffed, "You'll see for yourself today."

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Zhunti sat opposite Su Bai, the two of them, one human and one cat, seated on golden lotuses.

To encourage Su Bai to listen to his sermon more patiently, he even held the Six Pure Bamboo in his hand and suspended it above Su Bai's head.

He already knew that the cat had fallen asleep upon hearing the sermon.

These six bamboo stalks of pure bamboo can clear away all the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Since there are no distracting thoughts, the effect of listening to the sermon will definitely be extraordinary.