939 White Tower Bursting Out of Clouds (2/2)

The rain was not ordinary water, but the lake water by the White Tower Temple, transported from the human world countless miles away. There were plenty of swimming fish and snapped lotus flowers in the water

As the rain was pouring down, the bumped cloud cluster cracked all of a sudden.

The White Tower appeared, bursting out of the louds, and then it fell down the cliff plateau amid these mounts.

The White Tower also came from the human world countless miles away. Carrying the awareness of all the believers of Buddhism in the human world, it jumped from other space to the Western Paradise, aiming to suppress Haotian by imprisoning her under the tower.

During the autumn years ago, the Chief Monk of Scripture thought to trap Sangsang under the White Tower. Years later, in this autumn, the means left by the Buddha had finally made it come true!

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Intense waterfalls fell on the cliff plateau. Pear trees were hanging on their branches, and little green pears amid the green leaves still held on, instead of falling down to the ground. Numerous streams flew down along the cliffside, and became very fine waterfalls.

While holding onto the big black umbrella, Sangsang calmly stood in the rainstorm of the lake water.

Without an umbrella, Ning Que was wet within seconds, with a couple of dead-snake-like lotus twigs hanging on his shoulders and a greasy loach drilling in his chest. He looked very messy.

It was not the lake water that drove him uncomfortable, but the White Tower bursting out of the clouds.

The bumped part of the cloud layer was so close to the peak that part of the White Tower was about to pass by the Buddha's Shrine Hall, and unswervingly suppress the area on the cliff plateau with Sangsang and Ning Que!

The White Tower that was falling from the dome contained the paramount coercion of Buddha, which beefed up the Buddha's light upon the cliff plateau. They shared a subtle bond in and between, which couldn't be broken up.

As the most powerful dharma-vessel left in the human world by Buddha, it was supposed to befall on the Buddha's palm.

Ning Que didn't care that Buddha calling in his own treasure, but at that moment, he and Sangsang were standing within the Buddha's palm and couldn't get away. It was easy to say they would definitely be suppressed and imprisoned if the White Tower were ti down. After that, there would be no way to shake it off.

With the falling of the White Tower, Buddha's coercion was approaching. Ning Que held the iron knife, looked around purposelessly, without any countermeasures. Looking over his back, he saw that she was still in a daze under the umbrella.

Fresh blood was sprayed out of his mouth.

After he wiped off the blood around the corner of his mouth, she was still drifting away.

Ning Que was helplessly anguished and shouted to her, ”My lord! What is the drifting for at this very moment? It's time to show your supernatural power!”

Sangsang looked up at the falling White Tower in the Buddha's light.

When the rainstorm stopped, the clouds layer suddenly came to peace. The White Tower abruptly slowed down, as if it was suspended up in the air.

If it had continued to fall down, the White Tower would have fallen on the cliff plateau and imprisoned her and Ning Que.

In order to get rid of the present dilemma, they must find a way to leave the cliff plateau. However, they must break out the macrocosm consisting of the Buddha' light, scriptures, and the shared awareness of millions of believers.

That was Buddha's Western Paradise.

Sangsang wouldn't pay such a large cost, due to the existence of the Academy in the human world.

She thought quietly with her hands clasped behind her back and expressionlessly looked at the White Tower.

Ning Que was helpless while he was looking at her. He slashed out the iron knife, broke out a couple of scriptures falling down the cliff, and cut a way to her side. Afterward, he crushed into the big black umbrella and shouted near her ear, ”Wake up!”

Sangsang still looked the same and said, ”I wasn't asleep.”

Ning Que said, ”Do something. I don't want to end up like Xu Xian.”

Sangsang said, ”It was the White Snake who was imprisoned under that tower.”

Ning Que was annoyed and said, ”If you were the White Snake, how could I lead a life outside the tower?”

Sangsang looked at the White Tower and said, ”I was weakened by your Academy, so that I can't defeat it.”

Ning Que said, ”Is it my fault? Alright, it is my fault. You're Haotian, who should behold some sort of magical weapon.”

Sangsang pointed at the big black umbrella while looking at him.

Ning Que was very upset and said, ”Do you see how many weapons were left by Buddha? Do you just have a torn umbrella like this?”

The big black umbrella did look quite torn. And if the umbrella was animated and able to perceive, then it would have felt very unfair.

Sangsang wasn't grievous because grief was one of emotions that puny humans processed. She said, ”The weak require so many preparations. I need nothing in the human world.” In her eyes, Buddha was part of the weak.

Ning Que said, ”The weak would have suppressed you, the powerful one.”

Sangsang looked at him and replied, ”Do you think I'm going to be beaten by the Buddhist trick?”

Ning Que said, ”I'm witnessing the performance of a tragedy.”

Sangsang said, ”You're daydreaming.”

Ning Que said, ”Is the cracking of Heaven his wildest dream?”

”I've said no. And it never will be.” Her eyes suddenly shifted to the package behind Ning Que. She said expressionlessly, while looking at the chessboard left by Buddha, ”Because I am Haotian, while you...are nothing.”