Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 137 The Weird Futu Temple (Subscribe)

Pudu sighed secretly.

Not long after, the old man brought a few plain steamed buns and a bowl of clear soup again. Looking at Pudu chewing slowly, a trace of doubt appeared on his face. In the past, none of the monks devoured the food, but this one was really unique.

But they are both monks, so they are not a good thing.

He turned around and continued to set up his own stall, so as not to offend the monk invisibly.

Alas, with this monk here, I am afraid that I will make a lot less money today. The old man sighed secretly in his heart.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Pudu stood up after eating and drinking. He could tell that during the time he sat down, no one came. They were probably afraid of his status as a monk. In this case, he But I can't be this evil person. I originally wanted to ask the reason, but now it seems that I have to find someone else to ask.

"Old man."

The old man hurried over and smiled in agreement.

"Little master, do you still have any instructions?"

"Calculating the accounts, let's see how much it costs?"

"Whatever the young master said, there is no need to spend money. There is no need to spend money. The young master can just leave."

Seeing the old man's smile, Pudu took out a piece of silver from his arms and put it on the table.

"It's natural to spend money on food. I'll leave this money to you."

He put down his money and turned around to leave without waiting for the old man to say anything.

However, when he saw this scene, the old man couldn't help but be startled, with a touch of surprise in his eyes. He looked blankly at the broken silver on the table. The sun really came out from the west. The monk was eating and saw money for the first time.

After coming back to his senses, looking at Pudu's leaving figure, he seemed to understand that this young monk might have come from outside, but he thought he was one of those evil monks.

He immediately glanced around and collected the scraps of silver. There was no reason not to accept the silver that was given to him for nothing. Moreover, the money was enough to cover the expenses of his family for a month. He immediately said to himself, "Good monk."

As Pudu walked on the street, he saw that neither pedestrians nor merchants dared to come within three feet of him for fear of offending him, and that fearful look was the only one he had ever seen in his life.Even if he wanted to find out the whole story, this person hid early.

Fortunately, after a while, I saw several fat monks walking over without scruples carrying a package.Upon seeing this, Pudu quietly stood aside like a pedestrian.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't block grandpa's way."

He spit out rough words casually, and moved the passers-by beside him. Seeing that it was a monk, he immediately dared not speak out.

The moment they passed by, the leading monk suddenly looked over, their eyes met, and the sinister monk showed a smile.

"Little monk, looking at your unfamiliar face, I guess you are from out of town."

"Amitabha."

"The young monk just arrived here."

"Hahaha, you, the monk, are lucky to have come to our Tingyang County. The villagers here are very kind to our monks." The great monk said jokingly, and several monks on the side also showed their faces at the same time. smile.

"Okay, this poor monk won't talk to you anymore. He still has to buy food for the temple."

As he spoke, he walked straight towards a few stalls not far away. Seeing that he was a monk, the stall owner very wisely handed over the cooked cakes. The monk took them with one hand, patted his shoulders, and walked directly to the next shop. Go, and so on until leaving without paying a single copper.

When Pudu saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stood at the door of the inn.

The waiter in the inn looked anxious and wanted to drive him away, but he didn't have the courage and could only let Pudu stand at the door.The people who originally wanted to eat, after seeing Pudu, hurriedly turned around and left with their heads lowered, pretending that nothing happened.

Oh, what is this called!

The shopkeeper lying on the counter also looked helpless and sighed inwardly.

Half an hour later, several great monks walked over from the street holding a cloth bag. Seeing that Pudu had not left, a smile appeared on their faces again.

"Little monk, are you waiting for me?"

Pudu smiled and said, "I'm just waiting for you senior fellow apprentices."

"Okay, okay, follow me to the temple for a talk."

Seeing Pudu leave, the shopkeeper finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he seemed to remember something and spat hard towards where Pudu stopped.

'Bah, it turns out they are all of the same species. '

Pudu followed these avatars with a smile on his face and chatted with them from time to time.

"I wonder where the little monk came from?"

"The young monk came from Songjian Mansion."

"It's quite a long journey."

The leading monk preached with an inexplicable meaning.

"Haha, a journey of a thousand miles only starts with a single step. If it's to seek Buddha, it only takes a moment. It's worth it." Pudu said with a smile.

Several big monks looked at each other, and a cold light and a stern look flashed in their eyes.

"Hahaha, what the young monk said is right, but my master also said that the Buddha is in the heart, not in this mortal world. We seek the Buddha just to cultivate our mind. Why does the young monk need to go so far to seek the Buddha?"

???

Pudu couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. It makes perfect sense.

I never thought that anyone could expound on such Buddhist principles, but unfortunately, looking at the people who are generous in recruiting disciples, I know that he has embarked on an agenda. Even if the Buddhist principles are profound, they are nothing more than a tower in the clouds.

"Amitabha."

"The little monk has been taught."

It is impossible to talk about Buddhahood with these people, after all, they have no Buddha in their hearts.

Under the leadership of several great monks, after walking a short distance through the street, we saw a magnificent and resplendent Buddhist temple. The temple was huge and extremely luxurious.

When he got closer, he saw three characters engraved on the golden plaque: "Buddha Temple".

Buddha said: Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

The meaning of pagoda is very broad, one refers to Buddha, two refers to Buddhism, three refers to monks, and four refers to pagodas...

All in all, the word pagoda is still good.

However, from this point of view, behind the word "Buddha" is actually full of bloody karma.

It really tarnishes the word pagoda.

"Little monk, what are you doing standing around here? Come in."

After Pudu came to his senses, he followed several great monks into the temple.

"Young monk, please stay here for a while. I will put the food in the hall and then entertain you."

"Senior brothers are welcome."

After a few people left, Pudu faced the Mahavira Hall, and saw that the Mahavira Hall, which should have been bright and majestic, now gave people a sense of foreboding. The door of the Mahavira Hall was like a wide open mouth of a vicious beast, and it seemed that the next moment Just like swallowing it up.

Pudu took two steps forward curiously and saw that there was only one Buddha statue enshrined in the Main Hall. The golden body of the Buddha looked no different from the Buddha statues in ordinary temples, but it made him feel a little trembling.

Evil!

That's right, this Buddha statue actually made him feel very evil.

Pudu frowned and looked at the Buddha statue in the hall for a moment, then suddenly looked away, and a trace of cold sweat emerged from his forehead.

What a weird Buddha, this pagoda must be extraordinary.

While Pudu was dazed for a moment, he saw countless noisy footsteps coming from outside the door. Pudu turned around and saw a group of monks looking at him ferociously. "Hey hey hey, little monk, is it unexpected?"

Pudu's expression did not change: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Little monk, don't you know that you are a little bit of a poor monk?"

Pudu smiled faintly, glanced at the monks, grinned ferociously, and held a stick. He didn't look half peaceful like a monk, but he looked like a bandit or a horse thief.

"It seems that you brothers are also somewhat self-aware."

"There are many monks like you, but after arriving here, most of them stay here. Young monk, are you going to just surrender, or will you let me wait and take action?"

"It's just a matter of seeing what kind of means you have to do evil on the ground..."

"Hmph, don't cry without seeing the coffin."

A group of great monks laughed ferociously and immediately walked towards Pudu with sticks in hand.

Pudu smiled lightly, although these great monks have some cultivation bases, but the strongest ones have not condensed Xuandan, but I just don't know why the Bingzhou government doesn't care about this matter.

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After a few breaths, people fell to the ground outside the hall. The faces of the great monks were full of fear and shock, as if they were surprised by Pudu's strength.

Damn it, no wonder he was able to get here from Songjian Mansion. He turned out to be so strong, the great monk cursed secretly.

Inadvertently, he glanced at the monk on the side, who immediately got up cautiously and hurried away.Pudu naturally saw this, and he also wanted to see what other tricks these great monks had.

"Little monk, if you leave now, you may still be able to save a small life. If you persist in your persistence, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it."

"As monks, you usually bring harm to the people and ruin the reputation of our Buddhist sect. Today, I have to find justice. If you don't die, my Buddha will be uneasy." Pudu said with his hands clasped together.

"Hmph, who said that we are disciples of Buddhism, we are disciples of the Buddha, not your disciples." The head monk laughed again.

Stupa Saint?

Pudu frowned, this was the first time he heard this.

Just as Pudu was about to ask, an old monk came over.

Purple Mansion Realm?
Or the Xuandan realm?
Pudu looked at the old monk in front of him with confusion, and saw that the aura on his body was the same as that on the Buddha statue behind him. Even the aura of cultivation was vague. Between the Xuandan realm and the Zifu realm, Repeatedly.

"Amitabha."

"Why did the young monk make such a fuss at the Buddha Temple Gate?"

"Master is the abbot of this Buddhist temple?"

"The old monk is just the supervisor of the Buddha Temple."

Staring at the old monk in front of him, he always felt that he was very strange.

"Master is a disciple of Buddhism. Why would he allow his disciples to prey on the villagers? Isn't this a personal violation of the precepts and a stain on Buddhism?"

"Just now, a disciple told the young monk that our Buddha Temple is not a Buddhist sect, but a holy sect. What does the behavior of my holy sect have to do with Buddhism?"

"The little monk is in good shape."

Pudu looked at the old monk in front of him and saw that his face was covered with white eyebrows. He couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he still felt a chill running through his body.

holy door?

It seems that it is another evil way born out of Buddhism.

Not only does Taoism have evil practices, but Buddhism also has evil practices. Since ancient times, Buddhism has been chanting Buddha's name once and for all. If the Taoist mind is wrong, it will become an evil Buddha.

I had only heard about this before, but never thought I would see it with my own eyes today.

The Buddha who is possessed by demons is no longer a disciple of Buddhism. He is more cruel, violent and bloody than the demons.

As for the pagoda temple in front of me, it must have come a long way on the path of evil Buddhas. It was fate that I could see it. It must be that even the Buddha couldn't stand the thought of these evil Buddhas harming the human world.

Pudu put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. In this case, the young monk performed this good deed on behalf of the Buddha.

A golden light swayed from his body, and Pudu's eyes fell on the old monk: "Since the master does not regard himself as a Buddhist, then don't blame the young monk for subduing demons and demons."

The old monk sighed leisurely: "Amitabha."

Immediately, a bloody light appeared on his body, and a blood-colored Buddha gathered behind him, echoing the Buddha statue in the main hall.

Pudu suddenly turned around and looked into the main hall, only to see that the golden Buddha statue just a moment ago suddenly turned into a blood-colored demon Buddha, and it also exuded a strange aura.

When the monks on the side saw this, their faces were full of enthusiasm, and they leaned down to worship.

"Disciples pay their respects to the Holy Lord Buddha."

Saint Buddha?

What a great name.

Pudu shook his head. The strength of a temple supervisor was only in the Zifu realm, so he could see that the abbot of Futu Temple was not much stronger.

"Since the young monk wants to take action for Buddhism, then don't blame the old monk."

The Buddha's voice resounded loudly, and the Blood Buddha behind him stretched out a giant palm and struck him down. Judging from its power, it was impressive that he had the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm.Compared with ordinary people, with a low cultivation level, can they display strength that far exceeds their realm?

He himself relies on magical powers, but this Blood Buddha seems to rely on...

That Buddha statue!

Borrowing power?
What a weird method.

Even Shinto cannot use such means. It is inconceivable that an evil Buddha has such supernatural powers.

Seeing that Pudu's face was just curious, but did not reveal any fear, a ripple flashed across the old monk's dark eyes.

"boom!"

I saw the bloody palm falling. Pudu just raised his head and pointed, and the bloody palm collapsed.

The old monk was even more shocked.

"God Transformation!"

His voice was hoarse, as if someone had strangled his throat, and his internal organs were obviously shaken, and he was seriously injured.

Although the strength far exceeds the realm, it is not as physically strong as Pudu, and the counterattack force after the magical power is broken is not something he can withstand.

Pudu just looked at the old monk with a smile, as if he wanted to see what other tricks he had.

He was absent-minded for a moment, then raised his head abruptly, his dark eyes glowed with blood, and he looked at him very calmly.

Pudu frowned slightly. He had seen these eyes twice, or they were similar to them, and now it was the second time. The first time was naturally the Taoist Celestial Master possessed by Lushan Demon City. Those eyes were very easy to identify.

That is a kind of indifference to the human world, indifference to everything.

Therefore, this gaze was not of the old man himself, but of the person behind him, or in other words, of the Holy Buddha.

After looking at each other for a moment, the gaze made no movement, and then just disappeared.

Another Void Refining monk?

Even cultivators who transform spirits don't have such supernatural powers, only cultivators who refine the spirit can. Therefore, there is really an evil Buddha behind this evil temple.

Pudu couldn't help but fell into silence!

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(End of this chapter)