This fox fairy is too inhuman

"Hoohoho!!!"

The Yellow Sand Tiger roared in terror, roaring and retreating quickly.

Its roar can only be heard as frightening to the human race, but it has a completely different meaning to the demon race.

The scolding was very unpleasant, very unpleasant.

With the kinship as the radius, the radiation begins to spray wildly.

Ren Yidao never expected that a tiger in the Eastern Wilderness Mountains could have such an amazing vocabulary... Although these words are dirty, they are also vocabulary.

Unfortunately, the two people present were both great demons.

Cang Lan frowned and glanced at this weak loser with disgust.

"Humph."

I actually had the idea of ​​competing with it before, but looking back now, I was simply blind!

"Roar!!!"

After scolding Huang Shahu for a long time, he also realized his gaffe. He finally held it in and lowered his head angrily.

I really don’t blame it for being timid.

The thing it dug out was really too scary.

"Calm down, what did you dig up?"

Ren Yidao did not feel that Huang Shahu's performance was embarrassing. He knew that although this monster seemed obedient now, it was not as docile as it seemed.

If you could scare it like this, you might have dug up something really extraordinary.

"Hoo...ho?"

But when asked what the Huangsha tiger had dug up, it made no sound and the whole tiger became confused.

It's strange that it actually forgot what it had encountered before, and only remembered fear in its heart.

The look of Huang Shahu made Canglan realize that something was wrong, and stood in front of Ren Yidao, "Master, I'm afraid there is something weird here."

"Well, I know." Ren Yidao pushed her away gently, and then said with excitement in his eyes, "I'm here just for the weirdness."

Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Cang Lan had no choice but to follow Ren Yidao forward, half a step faster than him.

Although her current strength is lower than that of her master and she cannot truly protect her master when encountering danger, she can act as a human shield when necessary and buy him a few seconds.

Ren Yidao knew what Cang Lan was thinking and sighed silently without stopping him.

Although it may be of no use, the intention is always good.

And while Cang Lan was nervous and Ren Yidao was indifferent, the two came to the hole dug by Huang Shahu just now.

"What is this?" Cang Lan frowned as she looked at the things in the cave. Unlike what she thought, the things inside were not scary, and even looked a bit ordinary.

It was just a headless figure buried in the soil. There was a tooth mark left where the Yellow Sand Tiger had just bitten it. However, the bite mark was not left on the figure, but on the soil.

"Idol."

Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and squatted next to the mud pit, his eyes flashing, "To be more precise, it should be said to be a Buddha statue."

Ren Yidao was very familiar with the statues of gods. He once had one himself, and later asked him to chop it into pieces.

But he didn't know much about Buddha statues. They should be similar.

Canglan blinked strangely and asked curiously: "Did Huang Shahu get backlash just now? No, he should have been punished?"

"Well, I was punished a little because I was disrespectful to the Buddha statue."

Ren Yidao explained casually, and then took action without hesitation and took out the half-human tall Buddha statue from the mud pit.

To be precise, he pulled it out.

His movements were not respectful, and could even be called a slight provocation. He directly pulled the Buddha's legs out, making Canglan who was watching on the side a little nervous.

"Master, be careful!"

"It's okay, it's okay~"

But he was not punished by the Buddha statue like Huang Shahu, and looked relaxed and happy.

"This is how the same thing?"

"There is no Buddha in my heart, so I don't need to worship it. If I don't ask for it, I don't need to be afraid of it."

Ren Yidao didn't care, and then smiled slyly, "Besides, does He dare to let me worship?"

You are a Buddha and are worshiped by others.

I am a god, enjoying the fragrance of the world.

Everyone is on the same road, so there is no way to bow to each other.

I dare to worship. Does it dare to accept it?
Ren Yidao patted the headless statue and shook the soil off it, revealing its original appearance.

A statue of Buddha standing with hands hanging down, not sitting cross-legged and posing any dharma.

"Oh? Sure enough, a clay idol."

However, there is no filler such as straw mixed in the middle, but the whole body is kneaded from a single piece of soil.

The section at the neck was very smooth, and it didn't seem like it had been broken during a collision, but like it had been cut open by a sword.

"Who did this? With such a big hatred, he actually beheaded the Buddha..."

It doesn't matter if it is accidentally destroyed, but intentional damage is another result, and it is still done with a sword.

This is a big grudge and a big cause and effect.

How much hatred and resentment!

Ren Yidao raised his brows and noticed something else. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the headless Buddha statue carefully: "It's a little strange. It doesn't have any power of faith in it. Which Buddha is this? How did it end up like this?"

This was somewhat beyond Ren Yidao's expectation. It stands to reason that as long as the true owner of this Buddha statue is not forgotten, then even if it is missing arms and legs, it should still have the power of faith in it.

And if the power of faith does not increase, then this Buddha statue will completely turn into an ordinary idol without any magic power.

But looking at it now, not only can it punish a great demon like Huang Shahu, even if Ren Yidao squeezes it with a little force, his heavenly body will not make any changes to this clay idol.

It's very hard and has a touch of Buddhist power.

Ren Yidao thought for a while, but in the end he didn't pull out the Sanlu Sword, didn't test how hard it was, and gave up the bold idea.

Although he is not very afraid of those Buddhas in the Western Desert, he is not afraid of returning, and there is no need to deliberately provoke them.

However, after discovering that the Buddha was hard enough, the more Ren Yidao looked at the half-length headless Buddha statue, the more he felt that it was somewhat convenient...well, pleasing to the eye.

broken.

I really want to pick it up by its ankles and look at it...

"……cough."

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
After quickly picking it up and swinging it around to test the feel, Ren Yidao directly put the Buddha statue away and coughed as if nothing happened.

"Ahem!" No one saw anything.

Really, I obviously didn’t want to do this, but my hands didn’t obey my orders.

"Master, is that what you are looking for?"

Although Cang Lan also had something to say about Ren Yidao's disrespectful behavior, the demon tribe did not believe in Buddha and feared him more than they respected him.

In the showdown between demons and humans, the West Desert Divine State is a very unique faction. They are very enthusiastic about subduing demons and are also very good at it.

And those bald heads also have a unique hobby, that is, they like to educate the demon clan and let them return from their lost ways.

In every duel, there will be a big demon at the level of the Sky Demon who will be bewitched and become the opponent's mount. Then he will turn around and start killing his former compatriots.

That's definitely not normal!

It would be better if he died on the spot, but being clearly controlled by the opponent like that made the demon clan feel extremely painful.

And anything related to the Buddha is not a good thing in the eyes of the demon clan, and it contains an evil intention.

Ren Yidao didn't think this was a big deal. He knew how to manipulate things, but his methods were not as rough as those of the monks. He preferred to moisturize things quietly, choosing to let them take the initiative to fall into his arms.

"Not sure, but most likely."

After Ren Yidao put away the Buddha statue, he took Canglan and the others away from the bottom of the pit. He touched his chin and said, "But I don't know why he left this thing to me? I don't practice Buddhism. This What use do things have to me?”

That giant beast looked like a demon god at first glance. Such a remnant of existence should not be much different.

But, what is the use of leaving this thing to me?
……

……

At the same time that Ren Yidao discovered the Buddha statue, the red dragon monk also entered a dilapidated temple.

He looked much more embarrassed than before.

The monk's robe was broken in several places. I don't know what kind of attack it was.

crunch.

He slowly opened the door of the temple, and with the heavy sound of the door and the flying smoke, he stepped into this hall that had been forgotten by the world.

Although the Buddhist temple is dilapidated, it exudes a mysterious but desolate atmosphere.

It was once very glorious. Although it is now half-destroyed, it is still not difficult to see its glory back then.

The Bodhi tree outside the hall is dead, its twisted branches curled up on the side, and all its vitality and young leaves have long since disappeared.

Inside the hall, a corner of the bluestone steps fell off, and the wooden door frame revealed traces of time.

Despite this, ancient Buddha statues are still preserved in each hall. Each Buddha statue wears a bunch of flowers on its head and sits with its knees crossed. Although the face of the Buddha statue is incomplete, it is difficult to identify its original identity.

The entire Buddhist temple seems to be exuding an ancient energy, slowly fading away from its former splendor and brilliance. However, no one can deny that there is a sense of silence, simplicity and mystery circulating in the silent ancient Buddhist temple. breath.

"..."

After entering the temple, Monk Red Dragon's eyes changed slightly, but he did not recite any Buddha's name or bow his head in salute.

He looked around with his head held high, and his eyes carefully scanned each Buddha, identifying the true form of each Buddha.

"Not even here?"

The red dragon's face darkened, and the demonic energy on his body suddenly exploded, making a sound like thunder.

"Do you have to erase all traces of His existence!?"

"What happened back then was your fault! You understand, but you insist on blaming him! He also understands, but he has no excuses and is willing to die for you!"

"But now, you are not even willing to give Him this little incense!?"

“Are you so afraid of His return!!?”

The hall shook violently.

Then, time in the entire temple began to flow backwards.

The Bodhi tree outside the hall began to stretch, changing from dry to green, and took out its branches.

The various Buddhist utensils in the hall regained their luster, and the hall began to echo with the sound of neat chanting and tapping of wooden fish.

The originally mutilated Buddhas seemed to have come to life, with a majestic aura, and pairs of eyes shining with golden light looked at the red dragon monk.

However, when the red dragon faced the majestic Buddha's eyes, instead of being afraid, he became even more angry.

"Do you still want to erase me too!?"

"come!"

He slammed the Zen staff in his hand onto the ground, shattering the green tiles on the floor.

"I want to see if you dare or not?"

The two sides refused to give in to each other, and no one wanted to take a step back. The atmosphere became more and more terrifying, and a thunderous roar could be heard faintly in the hall.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, suddenly a loud bell sounded outside the palace.

thump—

The sound of the bell dispersed all murderous intentions in the temple, forcing the red dragon and all the Buddha statues to calm down.

"...Hmph." The red dragon snorted coldly after regaining consciousness. Without saying anything, he turned around and walked out of the hall.

Some Buddha statues seemed to want to reach out to stop them, but at the signal of the big Buddha in the center of the hall, they retracted their hands and closed their eyes again.

When the red dragon walked out of the temple, the Bodhi had dried up again, but it had produced a fruit on the newly grown branches and leaves.

It took advantage of this opportunity to revive and left all its life essence in this fruit.

The Bodhi tree did not pray to the red dragon to save it from here, but just bore a fruit.

When that fruit is planted, it will not grow, but a new Bodhi tree.

But, that's enough.

Because the world needs a Bodhi tree.

"I'll give it to the right person."

The red dragon understood the meaning of the bodhi tree, put his palms together and bowed, then picked it off and put it in his arms.

He strode out of the temple, and when he was leaving, he stopped and said in a deep voice to the main hall, which had completely returned to silence: "When you expelled Him and sentenced Him as a sinner, did you also think about it? Today?"

"Have you ever regretted it?"

The hall was silent and no one answered.

"That's right, you are Buddhas, how can you care about such trivial matters."

The red dragon monk laughed, completely disappointed, and strode away.

"It's Buddha!!!"

Behind him, the temple disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared before. (End of chapter)