Chapter 72: The Hard Life of Jieyin and Zhunti

Jieyin Taoist wore a face as bitter as a gourd and helplessly watched the Merit Golden Light in the sky fade into nothingness. "Fellow Daoist, it seems that now is not yet our moment to become Saints!"

Zhunti's face twisted with ferocity, roaring madly: "How is this possible! Why should the Three Pure Ones become Saints just by establishing a religion, and why can't we? Could it be that the Heavenly Dao really wishes to doom Western Buddhism!"

Upon hearing Zhunti's reckless discourse on Heavenly Dao, Jieyin Taoist became nervous and quickly covered Zhunti's mouth, saying: "Fellow Daoist, be cautious with your words! How can we presume to casually criticize the Heavenly Dao? We should rather consider why we cannot become Saints!"

The sentient beings of the Primordial Land looked towards the Western with full hope, unaware that these two from the Western were all thunder and no rain, making no more moves after gaining just a bit of merit.