Chapter 85 The Buddhist Realm Shakes Up! A Group of Bodhisattvas Descends to the Mortal World to Apply for Toilet Cleaning Jobs?
In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thin mist, spilling onto the small courtyard in the northern suburbs of Qingyun City.
Lin Yuan pushed open his bedroom door and gave a long, deep stretch.
Recalling the grand farce of the "toilet queue" from last night, he couldn't help but shake his head. These people in the cultivation world seemed to be capable of flying and burrowing through the earth, yet who would have thought their stomachs were more fragile than a Mortal's? Just eating some spoiled chili powder could toss and turn them all night long.
"I wonder if those bricklayers can still work today. I hope they haven't all collapsed from diarrhea."
Lin Yuan yawned and strolled leisurely out of the courtyard gate, preparing to inspect the group of patients at the construction site.
However, as soon as he stepped out, he froze.
On the construction site, tens of thousands of Cultivators from the Zixiao Holy Land were working with fiery enthusiasm. Although their faces were haggard, their eyes sunken, and their legs were still trembling—clear aftereffects of a whole night of diarrhea—every single one of them had a faint golden halo behind their heads!
This was especially true for the True Immortal Old Ancestor Cangqiongzi and the Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo.
The two old men had thinned down significantly, and even their steps while pushing wheelbarrows were a bit shaky, but the Aura on their bodies had undergone a world-shaking transformation. Cangqiongzi's True Immortal body had become crystal clear, without a single speck of mundane impurity; Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo's half-black demon body even had the golden light of Buddhist demon-subduing flowing through it, giving him a bizarrely peaceful sense of "putting down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha on the spot."
Seeing Lin Yuan walk out, the tens of thousands of laborers collectively dropped their work and knelt in the mud with a "thud," performing a synchronized kowtow.
"We thank the Supervisor for bestowing upon us supreme fortune! For cleansing our marrow and refining our bones!"
The sound shook the nine heavens, startling a flock of sparrows in the woods into flight.
The corners of Lin Yuan's mouth twitched twice.
Cleansing marrow and refining bones?
What kind of god-forsaken cleansing is this! You had diarrhea until you were dehydrated, literally shitting yourselves pale, and you call this cleansing marrow and refining bones? That golden light behind your heads is probably just a visual afterimage from staring too long at that voice-activated luminous pearl while squatting in the latrine last night.
"Alright, alright, everyone get up." Lin Yuan waved his hand helplessly. "Since your stomachs are all empty, I'll have Old Wan cook some millet porridge for you at noon to soothe your stomachs. If you can't handle spicy food in the future, just say so. Don't force yourselves."
"The Lord is merciful! The Lord's intentions are deep and kind!" Cangqiongzi was so moved that his eyes turned red, and he kowtowed deeply once more.
Look at that! The Lord even calculated that we just finished reshaping our supreme Dao foundations and need the gentle 'Mother Qi of the Five Grains' (millet porridge) to stabilize our Realm! What meticulous consideration!
Lin Yuan couldn't be bothered with this group of laborers and their bizarre logic, so he walked back to the courtyard with his hands behind his back to wait for breakfast.
...
At the same time.
In the distant Western Pure Land, atop Mount Sumeru.
This was the Holy Land of Buddhism, where Sanskrit chants echoed year-round and auspicious clouds gathered. In the center of the peak, within the Eight Treasures Karma Pond, countless golden Karma Lotuses bloomed, each representing the Origin destiny of a Buddhist powerhouse.
However, at the very center of the pond, the largest and most dazzling Golden Lotus of the Great Sun Tathagata's Origin was currently displaying a hair-raising anomaly.
"Crack..."
Accompanied by a crisp sound, that Golden Lotus, which symbolized the supreme Dominator of Buddhism, actually snapped at the root!
Not only that, the Golden Lotus that originally emitted a celestial fragrance had now turned a stool-yellow color, and was continuously emitting an indescribable... stench!
The two Daluo Bodhisattvas, Dragon-Descending and Tiger-Taming, who were guarding the pond, were immediately repelled three steps by the smell, nearly vomiting out the scriptures they had recited during their morning lessons.
"This... what is going on?! Why has the Buddha Lord's Origin Golden Lotus withered?!" The Dragon-Subduing Bodhisattva turned pale with shock.
The Tiger-Taming Bodhisattva pinched his nose and stared intently at the foul-smelling rotten lotus, his eyes full of terror: "This smell... could it be the legendary [Nine Serenity Chaos Filth Qi] that is enough to pollute all things and erode the Great Dao?"
Soon, over a hundred top-tier Bodhisattvas and five hundred Arhats on Mount Sumeru were all alerted.
A group of bald-headed big shots surrounded the Eight Treasures Karma Pond. Smelling that eye-stinging "Filth Qi" (which was actually the original scent of a latrine), their expressions became extremely grave.
"Amitabha."
The Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva pressed her hands together, a flash of wise Buddhist light crossing her eyes as she sighed heavily:
"Everyone, the truth is already very clear."
"Yesterday, the Buddha Lord perceived that a peerless Prodigy had descended in the Eastern Desolation and went to subdue the demon. Now that the Golden Lotus is broken and stained with filth... it means that the old gentleman, in order to preserve the myriad heavens and worlds, has sacrificed himself and voluntarily fallen into that endless [Abyss of Filth], using his own Origin Sarira to suppress those eternal, unmelting evil impurities!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the high monks present sucked in a breath of cold air. Then, they collectively pressed their hands together, their eyes filling with tears.
"The Buddha Lord is merciful! If I do not enter Hell, who will!"
"The Buddha Lord actually used his body of ten thousand tribulations to fill the filthiest eye of impurity! Such great righteousness makes us ashamed!"
In the imaginations of these Bodhisattvas, a terrifying black hole that even the Great Sun Tathagata could not defeat must have appeared in the Eastern Desolation of the Lower Realm. For the sake of all living beings, the Buddha Lord resolutely jumped into the black hole and used his own body to plug the spring!
"Fellow disciples!"
The Dragon-Subduing Bodhisattva shouted, his eyes erupting with the light of one ready to face death: "The Buddha Lord is suffering alone in the Abyss of Filth. How can we sit by and do nothing?!"
"I propose that we assemble all Bodhisattvas and Arhats of Mount Sumeru, bring our strongest pagoda-sweeping Magical Artifacts, and descend to the Lower Realm immediately! We shall go to that Abyss of Filth in the Eastern Desolation to lend the Buddha Lord a hand and sweep away the impurities!"
"We go together! Together!"
The five hundred Arhats were filled with righteous indignation. One after another, they pulled out Buddhist treasures from their storage spaces—Purple-Gold Alms Bowls, Sweeping Zen Staffs, and Bodhi Rags.
In less than half an hour.
Above the firmament, hundreds of dazzling Buddhist lights cut through the Void Realm, heading straight for the Eastern Desolation of the Shenhuang Continent with a tragic and heroic Aura, as if they were winds blowing across the cold Yi River.
...
The scene shifted to the northern suburbs of Qingyun City.
Lin Yuan had just finished a bowl of hot millet porridge and was about to have Xiao Yuer practice chopping wood in the courtyard.
Suddenly, he felt the light above his head dim.
Looking up, he saw hundreds of bald heads floating densely in the sky. These monks each had tragic and heroic expressions, and they were holding all sorts of brooms, rags, and buckets.
The two leading monks were even each holding a giant golden bowl used for alms.
The old monsters outside the wall had just finished their millet porridge. Seeing this scene, they were so scared that their bowls dropped to the ground.
"It's over! The high-level members of the Western Pure Land have mobilized in full force! They're coming to seek revenge for the Buddha Lord!" Cangqiongzi grabbed his trowel, prepared to fight for his life.
In the sky, the Dragon-Subduing Bodhisattva immediately spotted the small wooden house in the backyard that emitted the Buddha Lord's Origin Aura.
"Found it! That is the place where the Buddha Lord is suppressing the impurities!"
With tears in his eyes, the Dragon-Subduing Bodhisattva held high the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl in his hand and shouted loudly at the young man in white below:
"Benefactor of the Lower Realm! We are the monks of Mount Sumeru! We have come here specifically to share the burden of cleaning the impurities for the Buddha Lord!"
"This job of cleaning the latrine... no, this job of cleaning the Abyss of Filth, our Western Pure Land will take it all!"
Below.
Lin Yuan, holding an empty bowl, was stunned.
He looked at the group of monks in the sky who were full of Killing Intent while holding brooms and rags, and then looked at his own newly built outhouse in the backyard.
"Is the competition among alms-seeking monks so fierce these days?"
Lin Yuan rubbed his chin and turned to look at Demon Venerable Wanhua: "Old Wan, these baldies say they want to contract the toilet-cleaning business for our construction site. What do you think? Should we give them probation ID badges?"