The scene unfolds fra by fra, revealing the sins of Fish Monk under the glaring daylight.
Lu Xingzhou, a native of Yellow Field Prefecture, watched with eyes wide open in anger.
"Fish Monk, you’ve ’benefited’ Yellow Origin quite a bit, haven’t you? I wish I could just cut you down."
Yun Ziliang patted Zhou Xuan, looking towards Wu Ya Zen, and said as if seeking credit, "Look, our Ya Zi is upright and honest, loves reading, and is morally sound,
now look at that Fish Monk, tsk tsk, utterly rotten, all the evil in the world is stuffed in his belly,
both are part of the twenty-one Zen, yet the difference in character is so vast. Do you know why?"
"Why?" Zhou Xuan asked.
"Because as his ancestor, righteousness runs through ..."
"The kind of righteousness that takes you gambling at the mahjong parlor every day?" Zhou Xuan asked.
"..." Yun Ziliang.
"I’m just killing ti, playing so small mahjong gas."
Yun Ziliang continued with a string of unintelligible phrases like "a little gamble to spice up life," "life is a gamble," "reasonable entertainnt, card gas enhance intelligence,"
Zhou Xuan, growing tired of listening, patted Yun Ziliang’s shoulder and said, "Mr. Righteousness, if you truly were righteous, how about doing sothing righteous?"
"What would that be?"
Yun Ziliang asked.
Zhou Xuan pointed at the sturdy Mahayana Temple and said, "This temple conceals too many sins, tear it down."
"Such a big tower, you want to push it down? I’d be exhausted!" Yun Ziliang said, poking his nose.
"Do you want to push it or not? If you won’t push, I’ll have the painter set it on fire; his flas spread quicker."
Zhou Xuan continued, "You can’t let Old Hua steal the lilight on such a glorious task, right?"
Upon hearing the word "steal," Li Changxun’s peculiar competitive spirit surged; he imdiately patted his chest and said, "If Master Ancestor won’t push, I’ll do it. We Dragon Seeking Mountain Ancestor always act heroically and never lag behind."
Saying this, he summoned a fierce wind to sweep the towering giant tower.
During the pushing, he glanced at Lu Xingzhou.
Lu Xingzhou fully agreed with Zhou Xuan’s approach, saying, "Extirpating evil thoroughly; if the venerable teacher starts, we’ll finish. Push the tower down, let those dirty, ugly deeds be exposed to the sun,
Yellow Field Prefecture needs a new way of life, can’t always live in the beautiful dreams woven by the Demon Monk as ’Western Pure Land.’"
Upon saying this, Lu Xingzhou controlled the water, directing the waters of the Mudi River from the mountain below to also push the tower.
"I want those solid foundations to turn into sludge."
Yun Ziliang exerted effort as well, softening the soil under the tower; the painter quietly set the tower on fire—
While everyone was united in pushing the tower, Fish Monk suddenly realized, and he shouted, "Zhou Xuan, you want the common people to judge ! You’re trying to ruin my Buddhist na, which I’ve worked hard for a millennium,
and this tower too, can’t be pushed... It’s the highest and largest Buddha Tower among the nearby four prefectures, it’s my labor, my dignity, it’s a symbol of Yellow Field Prefecture... boo hoo hoo!"
Fish Monk shed tears of sadness, like a miserly hoowner watching the governnt’s lackeys taking away his treasures, piece by piece,
while he could only be an "impotent husband," silently watching, feeling thousand cuts in his heart, with all grief turning into tears, having a good cry.
"Cry? You better hurry to laugh now, because tomorrow, when you’re hung out for public scorn, then divided and eaten by them, I’m afraid you won’t like to laugh by then."
Zhou Xuan said with a smile, but despite his words, he continued to watch Fish Monk’s crying like watching a riveting movie.
"Even the fish’s tears are golden."
He mused to himself at the sight of those tear droplets, while everyone was busy pushing the tower, the atmosphere was harmonious.
But right at that mont,
a very discordant shout erged from the void.
"Daoist I’ve succeeded!"
"Can Tongqi is mastered, I share longevity with Heaven, equal age with Earth, I’m part of Heaven and Earth!"
"No one supports my Qing Yunzhi, I alone tread upon snow to the mountain top!!"
Everyone except Zhou Xuan stopped what they were doing, looking around to see which lunatic forgot their dicine and ca here spouting such madness.
But Zhou Xuan rembered—Alchemist Bai Lu, that old alchemy expert, was still embedded in the walls of the Spirit Realm.
He imdiately shouted in a direction, "Alchemist Bai Lu, if you’re stuck in the wall but not dead, hurry and co out, stop your hysteria."
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