Rulai waved his hand, and a mirror-like image appeared in the Spirit Mountain Hall.
The scene was filled with a river formed by quicksand.
This was the famous Flowing Sand River.
The place where Tang Sanzang would subdue Sha Wujing in the future.
"Amitabha. The Golden Cicada Master will be here the day after tomorrow.”
"Wen Shu, go to the underworld immediately and tell them to prepare to receive the Golden Cicada Master's soul…"
Rulai's face was filled with excitement.
As long as the Golden Cicada Master underwent ten tribulations, their Journey to the West Transformation would begin.
Wen Shu stood up and rushed to the underworld.
When the Bodhisattvas heard this, they smiled and replied,"
"Good!"
"Amitabha!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement when they saw the Flowing Sand River.
This river would witness the rise of Buddhism.
......
In the netherworld.
After Manjushri arrived, he gathered all the Kings of Hell from the Ten Palaces.
"Have you given your orders?"
"Once the Golden Cicada Master dies, immediately send his soul to the netherworld.”
" Then, prepare for the second reincarnation!"
The Ten Kings of Hell nodded.
At the same time, he also sent his capable subordinates to the Flowing Sand River.
……
On the morning of the third day.
Western Heaven.
In the main hall of the Spirited Mountain, many Arhats and Bodhisattvas looked at the projection summoned by Gautama Buddha.
All the Bodhisattvas were very excited.
The rise of Buddhism would begin from this moment.
At the same time, they were very curious.
He wondered how the Golden Cicada Master would face his tribulation.
What was the monster that killed the Golden Cicada Master like?
However, when they looked at the Flowing Sand River, they didn't see the Golden Cicada Master.
It seemed that not a single monk had passed by within a few hundred miles.
What was going on?
What exactly went wrong?
Why hadn't the Golden Cicada Master appeared after so long?
The Gautama Buddha of the western paradise was completely dumbfounded.
When the Golden Cicada Master descended to the mortal world.
He had already calculated.
The Golden Cicada Master would be going through the first tribulation at this time.
Why was there no trace of the Golden Cicada Master after so long?
"Why hasn't the Golden Cicada Master appeared yet?”
Guan Yin frowned and couldn't help but ask.
The other Bodhisattvas also looked at Tathagata in confusion.
"Buddha, didn't you say that it would be today decades ago?”
"Isn't our Buddhism about to prosper? Why haven't we seen the Golden Cicada Master?”
"Buddha, this is the time you set. How can it be wrong?”
At this moment, Tathagata was even more dumbfounded.
He had personally calculated this. How could it be wrong?
"Don't worry, everyone. It's still early in the morning. The Golden Cicada Master will appear in the afternoon.”
After replying, Tathagata quickly calculated.
This deduction left Tathagata dumbfounded.
F * ck!
"All of the secrets of the Golden Cicada Master have actually been blocked by someone?？？”
" Who the hell is so bold?
" It actually blocked the Golden Cicada Master's heavenly secrets?
"Even I can't deduce any clues about the Golden Cicada Master…"
Where is the Golden Cicada Master now?
For a moment, Tathagata was so angry that he wanted to slash someone.
He was the Buddha of Buddhism.
Now the saints don't come out.
In the three worlds, there was definitely no one stronger than him.
But now, there was actually someone who had blocked the Golden Cicada Master's heavenly secrets.
He couldn't even deduce the Golden Cicada Master's whereabouts.
Rulai felt that he had been tricked.
Who on earth had the guts to do so?
Sect Master Tongtian?
For a moment, Tathagata felt that Sect Master Tongtian was the most likely.
After all, Sect Master Tongtian had suffered a huge loss during the God Sealing Tribulation.
It was also possible that he could hide the Golden Cicada Master today.
"The Golden Cicada Master…disappeared?"
Rulai gritted his teeth as he spoke.
The Bodhisattvas and Arhats were stunned when they heard Rulai's words.
When he saw the anger on Tathagata's face, he was instantly even more dumbfounded.
Who was so bold?
He actually hid the Golden Cicada Master?
Even Gautama and Buddha couldn't predict it.
Although they were unwilling to believe it, it had already been half a day, and there was still no movement from the Flowing Sand River.
Within a hundred miles, not a single monk passed by.
For a moment, all the Bodhisattvas in the main hall of the Spirited Mountain had ugly expressions on their faces.
In the past, it was the Buddhist Sect that schemed against others.
Today, he was actually tricked by others.
They couldn't even deduce the whereabouts of the Golden Cicada Master.
"Teacher, if you really can't do it, you should go and invite a Saint.”Kasyapa couldn't help but ask.
Only a Saint could deduce the whereabouts of the Golden Cicada Master.
Tathagata's face darkened. He had lost the Golden Cicada Master when he had just begun his journey to the West?
If he didn't find the Golden Cicada Master, how could the Sage trust him to take charge of the Journey to the West?
"We'll discuss this matter later. Guanyin, Samantabhadra, Lingji, immediately lead your men to find the Golden Cicada Master.”
I must find the Golden Cicada Master within 100 years!
Tathagata gritted his teeth.
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