As soon as Lin Ze finished speaking, a vague and uncertain aura came from nowhere and instantly spread to the entire world. The world suddenly became extremely quiet.
The mighty and mighty Buddha Kingdom, which almost destroyed the small world of Zhuangzhou, was stopped.
The gray word "Benevolence" that sneaked and secretly attacked Lin Ze's forehead also disappeared.
Together with the awe-inspiring righteousness emitted by Meng Ke Maitreya Ksitigarbha with the help of books and relics, as well as the Buddha's light, they no longer spread, as if their potential has been exhausted.
The whole world seemed as if time suddenly stood still.
The erratic voice of the Taoist sage came from all directions: "Buddha and Confucian sages, why do you need to embarrass the juniors? If you have resentment in your heart, you can come to the poor Taoist."
The furious voice of the Buddha came from the Buddhist kingdom: "Taoist Saint, your disciple is so bold that he dares to unite with those who rebel against the way of heaven to plot against the saint. Shouldn't I teach him a lesson?"
The Taoist Sage replied in a calm tone: "Lin Ze is a Taoist disciple and a poor Taoist disciple. When he makes mistakes, he will learn from his own poor Taoism, and it is not the turn of outsiders."
Buddha was choked and suddenly became silent.
The Confucian sage's voice immediately sounded: "Master Li, this time Buddha and I are in trouble. We have to admit that we are in trouble. Please ask Master Li to withdraw from Xiaotiandi and let Buddha and I leave."
"I can swear to the law of heaven that I will no longer be the enemy of Master Li in this time of great struggle. Master Li will get the opportunity, and I am convinced."
Lin Ze sneered in his heart when he heard this. His skills were inferior, so he wanted to admit defeat to avoid bearing the price of failure. It was a beautiful idea.
If even this method is effective, wouldn't it mean that one can dominate the world with a thick skin and avoid any disaster?
However, the words Dao Sheng replied at the next moment made Lin Ze's heart sink.
"Confucian sage, don't be anxious. I will let you go later. I wonder if Buddha would like to discuss the doctrine with me?"
The Buddha was extremely unwilling and said: "The Taoist sage's calculation has left no trace, and the poor monk admires it. In this great battle, the poor monk lost. He was completely defeated, and he is unable to compete with you for the opportunity of transcendence."
The Taoist sage still maintained a calm tone and said: "Buddha has overestimated his reward. Since he has admitted defeat, let's ask him to take back the Buddhist kingdom, so as not to burn the little world and jade of Zhuang Zhou, a poor Taoist disciple, and cause harm to each other."
The Buddha said angrily: "This matter is not urgent. This poor monk has something to ask the sage."
"At that time, he once said that saints are role models for heaven and earth. Ordinary people are not allowed to offend at will, but those who offend saints should be punished. Lin Ze, a disciple of Tao Palace, has committed the following crime of plotting against saints. Should he be punished?"
"If there is no punishment, if someone comes up and asks about it someday, I don't know how he will respond."
Lin Ze was stunned when he heard this. You, a defeated general and a lost dog, actually want to harm labor?
Dao Sheng's tone rose slightly: "I have already said that Dao Palace disciples, my disciples, know how to punish me, and I don't need others to get involved."
Lin Ze was even more confused now. The Taoist Saint did not directly tell the Buddha that he would not punish him, but he knew what he said. Did he really want to punish him?
The Buddha said in a bad tone: "Does the Taoist Sage not want to protect him?"
Lin Ze almost couldn't hold back and yelled: I'm protecting you, you idiot. Who the hell told me what's going on in this world?
The Taoist sage's tone was slightly strange: "Buddha really wants to see how the poor Taoist punishes him?"
The Buddha replied categorically: "Sages should not be offended. I think that Confucian saints are just like poor monks. If you don't see it, you will feel resentful and resentful, and you may become possessed by it in the future."
The Confucian sage agreed: "It's okay to take a look and settle this matter completely today to avoid any mistakes in the future."
"Um"
The Taoist Saint responded casually and said indifferently: "Lin Ze, did you hear that? Saints are not to be offended, and you have offended three saints at the same time. My master is going to punish you now, are you convinced?"
Lin Ze's eyes were filled with brilliance, and the afterglow of the divine power of destiny had not completely dissipated. Hearing this, his expression moved slightly, and a large piece of the luck cloud suddenly evaporated.
Being safe and sound, turning danger into safety, is a blessing rather than a curse.
After a breath, although Lin Ze couldn't understand why the Taoist sages would punish themselves because the Buddhist sages and Confucian sages said that they plotted against the saints.
But Lin Ze predicted that the fate would not be miserable through knowing the destiny, so he showed a respect for his teacher, bowed slightly and said: "Disciple is willing to accept all punishments given by the teacher."
The Taoist Saint shouted majestically: "Be still and don't resist."
Then, a ray of extremely dangerous white light shone from the sky and fell towards Lin Ze.
Lin Ze's expression was a little gloomy, pretending to be more sorrowful than heartbroken.
When the white light entered his body, a look of surprise appeared on Lin Ze's face. No wonder he knew that destiny predictions were blessings rather than disasters. This white light was none other than the "hard currency" of the realm of heaven and man - luck.
The Buddha's furious voice immediately sounded in the field: "Taoist Saint, is this a punishment or a reward?"
The Taoist sage replied nonchalantly: "Of course it's a punishment. Buddha can't understand it. I don't blame you for being a poor Taoist, but don't talk nonsense and spit on others."
The Confucian sage who had remained silent couldn't help it anymore: "Master Li, what do you mean?"
"Comment after reading it," Dao Sheng replied stiffly.
Then the Taoist Saint's voice became majestic: "Lin Ze, three years ago you became my master's disciple, became my personal disciple, and fought for the destiny of the Taoist Palace. Not only did you make great achievements, but you also gathered a lot of luck for the Taoist Palace.
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"However, you are stubborn by nature and have too much violence. You are bold enough to plot against the saint, and you made a big mistake, which caused the saint to lose his position. The law of heaven cannot tolerate it and you have sent down a punishment from heaven."
"Today, my master will return to you half of the luck you gathered for the Dao Palace, and will expel you from the door. From now on, although you are still a disciple of the Dao Palace, you will no longer have the relationship of master and disciple with me."
Lin Ze was stunned when he heard this. Are you going to sever the master-disciple relationship with me? You are even willing to give me half of your luck?
How could there be such a good thing in the world?
When Lin Ze was in a daze, the Taoist sage said in a solemn tone: "The poor Taoist drove him out of the house. What did the Buddha and the Confucian sage think?"
The Buddha was surprisingly angry: "A punishment in name but a reward in reality, Taoist sage, in order to protect this forest, you have deceived yourself and others like this."
However, the Confucian sage was full of admiration and said: "Master Li can even think of this move, which is really impressive."
The Taoist sage did not respond to what the Buddha and the Confucian sage said, but asked Lin Zewen: "If the teacher's prediction is good, you will soon be able to return to your destiny."
"Today, your luck has greatly increased, and you are surrounded by many saints. Why not take this opportunity to gain your destiny all at once?"
The Taoist Saint claimed in front of Lin Ze that he was still his master, as if he had never said anything about expelling Lin Ze from his family just now.
Lin Ze knew this, but he did not remind the Taoist sage. Instead, he pushed the boat along and acquiesced to the matter.
After listening to the Taoist Sage's words, Lin Ze looked at the increasingly perfect destiny gathering around his body, scratched his head and said, "Disciple, I obey, but the return of destiny is not easy, I'm afraid it will take a while."