Balala the Magic Fairy

Chapter 346 Fisherman's Cage (76)

"Shijie the World Honored One!" Zhu Bajie exclaimed. He was the seventh Buddha, the altar purifier appointed by Sakyamuni himself, and naturally had seen the second Buddha, Shijie Tathagata, the true body of Shiqi Buddha, but now that he came in this incarnation, he was a little surprised.

The Buddha Shiqi showed his true body, all his faculties were calm, his appearance was upright, he had thirty-two marks and eighty good qualities, his face was like the sun and the moon. He nodded and said, "Altar Purifier! Did you gain anything from your journey to the west again this time?"

Zhu Bajie was pointed out by him and was speechless for a moment. He mumbled and couldn't utter a word. He actually hid behind Yan Lili, hoping to use her to block him.

Buddha Śikṣī laughed loudly and continued, "Once upon a time, there was a prince who came to me to learn the Dharma. He was serious about observing the precepts and had made great achievements in his practice, but he was quite conceited. Once, he met a monk who was good at teaching the Dharma. The prince was proud of the fact that he had been studying Buddhism with me for a long time, so he slandered the Dharma that the monk had said. Although he was my disciple, he committed bad karma because of his words and fell into hell after his death. Later, he was reborn in the human world as a maid. That was my disciple Mahārīla!"

Yan Lili and others didn't know why Shiqi Buddha suddenly mentioned his disciples, they just listened patiently.

"Maqiluo!" The precious light on Shiqi Buddha's body flashed, and one of them fell on Yan Lili. Then, the light on her body flashed, and a figure slowly emerged. This person was Ulanara Yixiu.

She looked at the abandoned Buddha in front of her with horror, and then her eyes swept over Yan Lili and others, with murderous intent in her eyes: "Yan Lili, you bitch, you have trapped me for a long time. Even if I die today, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

A tremendous force immediately gathered in Yixiu's body, and he was about to explode to die together with Yan Lili.

Shiqi Buddha chanted the Buddha's name, and as soon as his mind moved, the light on Yixiu's body immediately subsided. "Maqila! The past is over, why don't you return quickly!"

As the Sanskrit sound trembled, Yixiu's body shook violently. She hugged her head tightly, feeling as if something in her body was about to break out. A moment later, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and red lightning as thick as a bowl streaked across the sky, striking Yixiu one after another.

"Master! Stop chanting!" At this moment, another figure appeared somewhere in the void. It was a woman who looked exactly like Yixiu, wearing a snow-white lace skirt. She was wearing high heels, heavy makeup on her feet, a French straw hat on her head, and her face was a little haggard. After appearing, she knelt in front of the corpse-abandoned Buddha and bowed her head to pray for forgiveness.

"Maghira! I ordered you to descend to the mortal world to transcend the tribulation, but I didn't expect you to deceive me. You took my magic weapon, the fish basket, while I was preaching. You also pretended to order your clone to descend to the mortal world to transcend the tribulation for you, trying to deceive the eyes of the gods. But you transformed your real body into the fish basket and hid it in this world."

Mahirila's face turned pale as paper. She knelt on the ground and began to tell her grievances: "Buddha! I have suffered a lot in the lower world. Everything I should have gotten was taken away by others. My only son also died early because of my husband's partiality. Why? Women in the world can only rely on men to live? Become men's playthings? I am unwilling to accept this, so I used your magic weapon to transform into this world, just to give those poor women a home."

At a glance, the past and the future were all in sight. "All good deeds are illusions. All evil deeds are illusions. The body is like foam and the mind is like wind. They are illusions without roots and without substance. Mahārīla! Follow me back and reflect on your mistakes facing the wall."

Yan Lili frowned, she could feel the compassion in Shiqi Buddha's words.