White Tower Bursting Out of Clouds

Ning Que's laughter, full of joy and spirit, flew from the cliff, traversed green peer flowers, and floated over the Buddha's light as well as the wilted scripture petals, and echoed among countless temples. It couldn't be overwhelmed. It ran over the sutra-chanting of millions of monks and the ringing of profound bells.

Ever since the Rite to Light, when he became invincible in the human world, he had been tortured for countless times by Sangsang, unable to retaliate. If she were to strike, then he can only miserably stand back, without any chances to engage. In the palace of Jingdu, it appeared that he won against the Sage of Calligraphy, but it actually due to her power. Thus, he ended up handling miscellaneous affairs such as carrying the luggage, walking the horse, mending, and washing.

To break free from Buddha's inhibition, he simply took out his iron knife and wrote several talismans. Why wouldn't he feel brisk and neat?