This fox fairy is too inhuman

Chapter 610: No Two Flowers Are Alike
"Mingxin let them go, but what about you? You don't plan to take action against them either?"

"No need."

Under the Bodhi tree, Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and looked at the demon Buddha sitting cross-legged beside him, and asked with a smile: "If we just acquiesce to their departure, can it still be considered as completely destroying Buddhism?"

The Demon Buddha lowered his head, drooped his brows, half-squinted his eyes, raised his hand to stroke the vibrant Bodhi tree, and ignored Ren Yidao's teasing.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Ren Yidao also lost some interest. He crossed his arms and nodded without interest, sighing: "Is that so? Haha, then it seems that both of you are quite hypocritical."

Ren Yidao pouted, looked up and down at the expressionless demon Buddha, and said faintly: "Well, they are all people with soft hearts than words."

Demonic Buddha:?
He paused with his hand stroking the Bodhi tree, and almost couldn't help but look at Ren Yidao.

What are you talking about, kid?
You say I'm soft-hearted?

Are you crazy to say that a person who just destroyed his own sect is soft-hearted?
The Demon Buddha's movements were not big, but they did not escape Ren Yidao's eyes. Seeing that his skills were broken, the young man nodded with satisfaction.

Successful.

But he didn't dwell on this little thing. After a moment of silence, he asked, "So, is this matter over?"

"..."

The Demon Buddha remained silent. He naturally knew what Ren Yidao meant by this sentence.

Has the campaign to destroy Buddhism come to an end?
has it ended?

Mingxin let those devout monks go. They knew most of the scriptures in Lingshan. As long as they were given time, it wouldn't take long for them to revive Buddhism.

By then, would my efforts to destroy Buddhism still count? Wouldn't all my previous efforts have been in vain?

Wouldn't it be a betrayal to myself to let them go like this?

The Demon Buddha was silent for a long time, and Ren Yidao did not urge him. He just stroked the Shinto bell that had turned into a bell again and chatted with his master who was hiding inside the bell.

He is not in a hurry at all.

Not only was the life and death of those monks nothing to do with him, but the revival of Buddhism was also not part of his plan.

It is also because Ren Yidao knows that the Demon Buddha will definitely make the most correct decision.

Sure enough, after a long silence, the Demon Buddha finally responded.

He shook his head, looked at the Bodhi tree, and said softly with a gentle expression: "There are no two alike flowers in the world, and the Bodhi tree is like this. It no longer recognizes me and does not remember the past."

“Buddhism is the same.”

The Demon Buddha looked at the group of people outside Lingshan who looked even worse than beggars, their bodies in rags but full of energy and spirit, with dazzling will in their eyes, and shook his head slightly.

"Even if they are allowed to establish Buddhism again, with the lessons learned in the past, they will not make the same mistake again."

Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows after hearing this and chuckled, "Really? But why do I hear others say that the only lesson that the human race can learn from the past is that they will never learn from the past."

The most ideal outcome is to learn from every failure.

What is more likely is that people will always repeat the same mistakes in various ways with their amazing creativity.

Ren Yidao expressed deep doubts about the credibility of humans when it comes to remembering lessons.

The Demon Buddha chuckled and shook his head, not arguing with this guy who was just arguing for the sake of arguing.

He raised his hand and broke off a branch with tender leaves from the Bodhi tree, then waved it away as it went away.

The branch flew out from the top of Lingshan Mountain and arrived in an instant, landing steadily in the hands of the leader.

"What is this? A branch of the Bodhi tree!"

After the initial shock, those people all showed excitement.

If the "fox fairy"'s mercy to them only allowed them to escape by chance, then the appearance of the Bodhi tree at this moment truly brought them hope.

With this precious Bodhi tree, they will have more confidence in reviving Buddhism.

They looked back, trying to see who had thrown them off the sacred mountain, but they could see nothing clearly.

Finally, they seemed to understand something and bowed down together towards the top of the mountain.

"Thank you!"

Then, he stood up without hesitation and continued along the original route.

This time their steps were more determined and the hope in their eyes was clearer.

Ren Yidao witnessed the whole process and now looked at the Demon Buddha with amusement.

But the demon Buddha did not explain his actions, but said calmly: "...The matter here is over."

Here, the matter is over.

The Buddhism of the past will no longer appear in this world.

Even if it appears, it is just a new Taoist school with the appearance of the past but a completely different core, which is seemingly the same but not the same.

It has nothing to do with Him, and there is no need to target Him deliberately.

The fate is over.

The cause and effect are clear.

As the Demon Buddha severed his causal ties with Buddhism, His aura quickly dropped, sliding all the way down from the peak of the Ascension Realm, and finally stopped at the early stage of the Ascension Realm, almost falling into the realm of asking for the way.

His body showed signs of fatigue, but his eyes looked exceptionally peaceful, as if he was not surprised by such a change. This was the price.

Everything about the Demon Buddha is bound to Ximo and related to Buddhism.

And when the Western Desert has another master and Buddhism is no longer around, he will naturally bear the price.

Not to mention, His own condition was not stable, and He had been in an overdraft state of exhausting all resources.

It was at the cost of giving up future opportunities in exchange for a brief burst of energy. No one knew how much he had paid in the battle with "Buddha". Was it really as easy as it seemed on the surface?
No one knows the whole story.

Ren Yidao didn't know what the Demon Buddha had paid in this series of layouts, plans and final outbreaks, but he knew His future.

The initial stage of ascension to the immortal realm is not the end. His strength will continue to decline until it completely disappears.

He is about to pass away.

Together with the Buddhist sect that was destroyed by His own hands.

One glory and one glory.

Born for Buddhism, and leave with Buddhism.

This was His end.

However, the Demon Buddha did not plan to leave so early.

He chose to seal himself and forced himself to stay in the Ascension Realm for a while longer.

It's not that he is attached to the mortal world, but he is fighting for the most precious time for the Western Desert.

Because before the moment of death actually comes, no one dares to test it easily, and no immortal god is willing to waste his life on this dying person.

They will not come to provoke, and they dare not even approach the Western Desert, or extend their hands to the Western Desert at all.

The Demon Buddha is destined to die. There is no need to be angry with a dying person. Letting him jump around for a while longer is just a harmless matter.

This means that before it is truly confirmed that the Demon Buddha has passed away, the land of Western Desert is temporarily safe and has become a forbidden area for immortals and gods, and will not be interfered with by any immortals or gods.

This also bought the Western Desert a precious breathing space, allowing all living beings to quickly recover from the confusion caused by the changes in Buddhism.

Ren Yidao didn't dare to say that he could fully understand such a person, but he still admired him mostly in his heart.

He might be strict with Buddhism, and his treatment of the creatures in the Western Desert was somewhat cruel and ruthless, but overall, he still loved this world.

When the silkworm is dead, the silk will be exhausted, and the torch will turn into gray and tears will begin to dry.

Whether in life or after death, the Demon Buddha has given everything he has.

Never asked for their thoughts, and never asked for anything in return.

This is a ruthless bigot with a big heart of love.

To be fair, Ren Yidao could not become such a person as He.

Great love, he has.

But Ren Yidao couldn't be truly ruthless.

Of course, the Demon Buddha didn't actually do it, and he had a little selfishness at the last moment.

But even so, He had done enough before.

"So, the Buddha will stay in the Western Desert until he can no longer hold on?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I meant."

The Demon Buddha was not surprised at all when he learned that Ren Yidao knew the situation. He seemed to think that it was as it should be and that he should have the ability to see through the essence of the matter.

"What about you, fellow Daoist? Will you stay in the Western Desert? Or will you choose to leave?"

"Of course I'll leave. This isn't where I belong." Ren Yidao answered without hesitation, without even thinking about it.

I'm going home!

I had originally intended to come out and rescue a disciple and then go back, but who knew so many things would happen by accident, and I ended up traveling all the way from Zhongzhou to the Western Desert.

I want to go home!
The Demon Buddha was not surprised by Ren Yidao's choice, but he still said one more thing: "You are the current master of the Western Desert. If you can stay in the Western Desert, it will be of great help to your practice. I can also help you understand more about the Western Desert Heavenly Dao."

But faced with such sincere words, the young man who was eager to return home still chose to refuse.

"No, let me do it slowly."

Ren Yidao curled his lips and asked the demon Buddha, "Besides, I want to ask you, do you think I am the kind of person who needs this little help?"

"…Indeed."

When the Demon Buddha thought about it, he understood where Ren Yidao's confidence came from.

When he was refining the Heavenly Dao before, He didn't actually help much with the details, it was all up to him to comprehend on his own.

This is a true gift.

It is impossible for a person with extraordinary talents like Ren Yidao to be trapped by the obstacles in the eyes of ordinary people.

"That's right!" Ren Yidao laughed and shrugged easily: "For me, since there is not much difference between staying here and going back, why should I stay here?"

Better go home -

Sleep! Big! Sleep!
(End of this chapter)