The God-beating Whip saw that Sun Wukong had immobilized the girl and hurriedly went over to pick her up.

"What place has the antidote?"

He asked.

"Lingshan."

Sun Wukong replied: "Last night, as I roamed this realm, I discovered a particularly special place, that is Lingshan, not easily accessible."

He believed that to seek the antidote, one must go to Lingshan: "Bring your disciple, we'll fly there."

The God-beating Whip quickly nodded.

Sun Wukong beckoned everyone to come closer, formed an Auspicious Cloud, and gently floated upward, flying towards Lingshan.

Immortal Zhenyuan walked up to Sun Wukong and asked, "Brother, you just mentioned the girl not only lost her pain, if I am not mistaken, have all her emotions and desires also been removed?"

"No."

Sun Wukong replied: "At least joy is left behind."

He steered the Auspicious Cloud, dodging cloud-riding monks along the way.

The utmost solemnity and beauty of the Pure Land are beyond the full imagination of mortals.

Everyone here is light-bodied, able to ride clouds and fog, possess wisdom beyond ordinary people, and are always happy.

"In any case."

Immortal Zhenyuan glanced at those flying monks and sighed: "That White Robed Venerate's strength must not be underestimated."

Sun Wukong nodded.

He had not yet met the White Robed Venerate, but one who could transform heaven and earth, of course, must not be underestimated.

Half a day later, they arrived at Lingshan.

Lingshan, with its vibrant spiritual elegance, gathers the world's spiritual wisdom.

This is a Buddhist sacred realm, not to be entered at will, Sun Wukong led everyone to descend to the ground and proceed on foot up the mountain.

"Here lie millions of pavilions, inhabited by Saints."

Sun Wukong said.

"Millions of pavilions?"

Immortal Zhenyuan looked at Lingshan: "I don't think there are so..."

His words came to an abrupt halt, for a leaf floated in front of him, and on the leaf, there was a pavilion.

This pavilion was extremely tiny, almost invisible without close scrutiny.

"It truly is a world within a flower."

Immortal Zhenyuan was immensely moved.

A casual leaf from Lingshan might hide a pavilion.

A gentle breeze blew these leaves, moving the instruments and treasure banners within the pavilions, playing wonderful Buddhist melodies.

Besides these pavilions, Lingshan also fluttered with thousands of marvelous and variously colored birds.

Birds are animals, and the Pure Land should not have birds. But these were not ordinary birds; they flew everywhere, emitting soft and elegant sounds, preaching the Buddhist Law everyone wishes to hear, calming people's hearts, with ceaseless Dharma resonating within.

The wonders of Lingshan surpassed even those of the outside Pure Land.

The group walked another half-day and arrived at a large river.

"Stop there!"

The Monk Soldiers guarding the river halted them: "What brings you here?"

"I heard one must cross the river and undergo baptism to seek the Pure Land."

Sun Wukong said: "Please let us cross."

The Monk Soldiers glanced at the group, then shook their heads: "No, this river is not ordinary, only those seeking purity may cross."

"We are all practitioners of cultivation."

The God-beating Whip said: "We will surely be able to cross."

"That won't do either."

The Monk Soldiers replied: "Unless you have drunk the Guiding Medicine, you cannot cross."

They presented some medicine, showing it to the group; the God-beating Whip immediately recognized it as the soup the girl had drunk.

The group took the soup and retreated to a distance.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Immortal Zhenyuan asked Sun Wukong.

He was amazed in his heart; after arriving at the Pure Land, whatever they did, they had never met anyone who refused them.

Yet these Monk Soldiers actually refused their crossing of the river.

"I have a way."

Sun Wukong turned his head to look at the girl and said, "I'll undo her Immobilization Spell, shrink everyone, and hang them on her."

Everyone thought this was a good idea.

"What if she can't get across?"

Only the God-beating Whip was a bit worried. Was the river so easily deceived?

"She'll make it across."

Sun Wukong answered, "I have my methods to ensure her safety."

He didn't wait for the God-beating Whip to ask again and undid the girl's Immobilization Spell.

After being told that the river was the path to the Pure Land, the girl readily agreed to cross it.

Sun Wukong immediately shrunk everyone, held them in his palm and then, transforming into a light, rushed into the girl's ear and sat cross-legged.

"Go."

With a single word from him, the girl started walking towards the great river.

At the riverside, the Monk Soldiers checked the girl from head to toe with Buddha Light. Finding nothing wrong, they allowed her to step onto the river's floating bridge.

The girl walked steadily on the floating bridge, with Sun Wukong sitting cross-legged in her ear, his body ablaze with Buddha Light. Not only did he not add to the girl's burden, but he also made it easier for her to move.

Having crossed the river, there were no Buddha Soldiers on the other side, only a road leading to a high platform, with precious trees planted on both sides of the path.

These precious trees were formed by the fusion of countless fragrant treasures, and the scent permeated the entirety of Lingshan.

The girl stepped onto the platform and skillfully sat down on a huge lotus.

Sun Wukong brought everyone out of her ear and looked forward. On the high platform, there were many large and small lotus flowers, most of which were empty, but a few where people were seated.

"These few must be ones who have not attained the Pure Land."

Immortal Zhenyuan expressed his sentiment, "It's surprising that even after so long since the Pure Land was created, there are still those who haven't joined."

The God-beating Whip nodded, also surprised.

Suddenly, he heard a joyful voice and turned to look. A monk stood up from the lotus flower.

"I've succeeded, I've succeeded!"

Laughing, the monk stepped out of the lotus flower: "I've achieved the Pure Land!"

The God-beating Whip's gaze fell on him.

At that moment, Sun Wukong's expression suddenly changed.

"Freeze!"

He cast a spell and instantly immobilized the person.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Immortal Zhenyuan looked over, "Why did you immobilize him?"

"That's not him."

Sun Wukong said.

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what he was talking about.

Sun Wukong cast a spell towards the lotus flower: "Reveal yourself!"

In an instant, there was a fluctuation near the lotus flower, and once again when it appeared, there sat a monk in the flower, identical to the first one.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

What was going on?

"Why are there two of that guy?"

Immortal Zhenyuan asked.

"God-beating Whip."

Sun Wukong ordered with a stern face, "Go check the person in the lotus flower."

"Yes."

The God-beating Whip walked over, curiously looked, and sure enough, the person inside and outside the lotus flower were the same.

After a careful inspection of the monk in the lotus flower, all of a sudden, as if he had been pricked by a hedgehog, he jumped up.

"No, it can't be..."

The God-beating Whip was pale as a ghost, incredulous, "This person, he's... he's dead!"

"Indeed!"

Sun Wukong pulled the girl up and led everyone away from the platform.

He used his Eyes of Golden Flame and looked at the platform again. At the very top of the high platform, there was a figure in white robes seated in meditation, chanting the True Scripture, and below him... lay stacks upon stacks of white bones.

The high platform, it turned out to be constructed of countless bones!

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