I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 292 I have sweated for Shaolin, I have shed blood for Shaolin
Wow!
The sea of ​​blood surged, like raging waves, washing over the illusory shield that was as majestic as Mount Tai.

In the center of the endless puppet army, there was a huge blood-red lotus platform, and the Zen Master Miao Di, with an evil aura, was sitting on it.

Lines of blood-colored mist overflowed from the sea of ​​blood, all converging and merging into the swastika Buddhist seal between the eyebrows of Zen Master Miao Di.

The blood-colored swastika Buddhist seal between his eyebrows slowly rotated, and its color was bright red as if dripping blood.

After a long time, Master Miaodi slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of blood appeared in his eyes.

Feeling the surging and growing power in his body, he felt an unprecedented comfort, as if as long as he kept killing and devouring, his strength would continue to grow.

Suddenly, Miao Di's expression moved and he looked in a certain direction.

"Junior Brother Kongming, Junior Brother Kongmei? Why are they here?"

"Well, it's a good thing that you came. I can let all my fellow disciples from Northern Shaolin Temple study Mahayana Buddhism with me!"

call out!
There was a flash of blood, and Master Miao Di disappeared from the spot in an instant.

At this time, at the edge of the sea of ​​blood, Kong Ming, Kong Mei and others were looking at the endless sea of ​​blood with expressions of shock.

The human bones, internal organs and the extremely evil aura swirling in the sea of ​​blood made them feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Did Senior Brother Miao Di really make this thing?"

"Such a strong bloody smell, how many people must have been slaughtered to cause this? Sigh, I don't know what Senior Brother Miao Di has been through."

"There's something wrong with this sea of ​​blood. How are we going to find Brother Miao Di? Do we really have to enter this sea of ​​blood?"

Several people showed hesitation on their faces.

At this moment, the sea of ​​blood in front of everyone suddenly became turbulent, stirring up blood-red waves several feet high.

A figure emitting a very strong aura came out from the depths of the sea of ​​blood as if walking on flat ground.

He seemed to be walking very slowly, but each step he took would cover a distance of dozens of feet. After just a few breaths, he appeared in front of everyone, laughing loudly.

"Haha, fellow apprentices have come from afar, I am not very happy."

"Come, sit down first."

Miao Di waved his hand lightly, and a blood-red long table and several blood-red stools formed in the surging sea of ​​blood.

Miao Di was the first to sit upright on a low stool, looking at everyone with a smile.

Kongming and others were a little surprised when they saw Master Miaodi’s appearance changed drastically.

Miao Di now no longer looks old and frail as before. He actually looks as young as when he was in his thirties or forties.

Furthermore, the aura it exudes is truly that of a genuine earthly immortal.

There was a hint of envy in the eyes of Kong Mei in the team.

However, Miao Di no longer had the grand and majestic feeling brought by practicing Buddhism. The blood-colored swastika seal between his eyebrows made him look extremely evil. Even the evil aura emitted by the so-called cult leader was far inferior to him.

Several people looked at each other, and finally Kong Ming spoke first.

"Sit down first. With Senior Brother Miao Di's current strength, if he wants to kill us, can we still escape?"

After saying this, Kongming stepped into the sea of ​​blood and sat down opposite Master Miaodi.

Seeing this, Zen Master Miao Di's smile widened.

After a slight hesitation, the others took their seats like Kongming did, and then Kongming spoke again.

"Brother Miao Di, the news of you going to war with the Ming Dynasty army has now become a hot topic. The Ming Emperor was furious and sent another 300,000 troops to attack us. He also sent people to our Northern Shaolin to hold us accountable."

"The Bodhisattva has no choice but to announce that you have been expelled from Shaolin. Everything you have done has nothing to do with Shaolin."

"We came here this time just to ask you what happened to you, why you suddenly advanced to the level of Earthly Immortal and caused such a big commotion."

After hearing this, Miao Di narrowed his eyes slightly, then a sneer appeared on his face, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"You've already kicked me out of Shaolin? Haha, that's very much in line with Guangmu's usual approach."

"He can abandon anything that threatens him. He is truly a good 'Bodhisattva'!"

Kongming's face changed and he quickly reached out to stop Miaozhi.

"Brother, be careful what you say!"

"The Bodhisattva has a clear eye that can observe the world. If he hears what you said, it will definitely not end well!"

Miao Di, however, looked indifferent.

"What are you afraid of? In this sea of ​​blood, even his pure eyes cannot see through me."

Then he looked at everyone expectantly.

"As for what happened to me, to tell you the truth, it was all because of the 'Mahayana Buddhism' bestowed by the Buddha!"

"You have come at the perfect time. Why don't you practice Mahayana Buddhism with me and build a Pure Land together?"

Mahayana Buddhism?

Kongming and the others looked at each other, then looked down at the sea of ​​blood beneath their feet. No matter how they looked at it, they couldn't see how this thing had anything to do with Buddhism, nor could they see how it had anything to do with the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Instead, it looked more like the Avici Hell recorded in the scriptures.

After a slight hesitation, Kong Ming gave some advice.

"Brother, what is Mahayana Buddhism? It is just an evil practice that devours living beings."

"How can I, a Shaolin monk, practice these evil skills? Wouldn't I become a rat crossing the street that everyone wants to kill?"

"Don't be stubborn, Brother. If you return to Shaolin with us now, the Bodhisattva will find a way to absolve you of your previous crimes. It won't be long before you are still the abbot of my Northern Shaolin!"

Hearing this, Master Miaodi snorted coldly and stared at Kongming questioningly.

"Go back to Northern Shaolin? Why should I go back? I am living a much better life now than before." "Kongming, you are also an old man in Shaolin, don't you know the character of that Bodhisattva? What do you think will happen to me if I go back with you?"

"What about the abbot? He will probably refine me into a relic without hesitation and use it as a resource for the sect, right?"

Kongming twitched the corner of his mouth and was speechless.

Miao Di was right. According to his understanding of Bodhisattva Guangmu, this was indeed the biggest possibility after Miao Di returned to Shaolin.

But at the same time, Kongming didn't want to practice Mahayana Buddhism. This was obviously not right. He wanted stronger power, but he didn't want to become a monster.

Seeing Kongming remain silent, Miaozhi glanced at everyone and continued speaking.

"We brothers have been together for decades."

"Tell me honestly, have I made insufficient contributions to Shaolin over the years?"

"I not only sweated for Shaolin, I also shed blood for Shaolin, but what did I get in the end?"

"He knew that I was stuck at the peak of the Heaven-Man Unity Realm, and that I only needed a high-quality relic to break through the shackles and reach the Earthly Immortal level, but Guangmu refused to give it to me. Isn't it obvious that he wanted me to exhaust my lifespan and die?"

"Given Guangmu's actions, why should I be loyal to him?"

At the end of his speech, anger was evident on Miao Di's face, and the pressure of an Earthly Immortal level emanated unconsciously, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

However, every word Miao Di said was like a sharp sword piercing into everyone's heart, cutting cracks in their persistence and awe of Guangmu.

It was true that everything Miao Di said was true, and it resonated strongly among everyone!
In Northern Shaolin, everyone, from the young novice monks who had just entered the temple to the powerful Buddhas at the level of earthly immortals, were essentially the objects of the Bodhisattva Guangmu Tianwang's desire.

Once it is no longer useful, it will be ruthlessly abandoned.

After a long while, the anger on Miao Di's face gradually disappeared. He turned to look at Kong Mei and spoke again.

"Junior Brother Kongmei, you are about the same age as me, and your realm is also similar to mine."

"You have also gone to Guangmu to ask for the relics many times, but he still refused to give you the relics, right?"

"Calculate for yourself, how long can you live if you can't break through the realm?"

Kong Mei sighed, looking bleak.

"At most, it will only take five or six years."

Then, Miao Di looked at Kong Ming again and spoke.

"Junior Brother Kongming, you are slightly younger than us, and you may be the one who is most likely to break through the shackles of the Earthly Immortal."

"But even if you break through to become an Earthly Immortal, what does it matter? You will still be ordered around by Guangmu all day long. Do you think this kind of life is interesting?"

Kong Ming opened his mouth, speechless.

Then, Miao Di pointed out the situation of each person one by one. Wherever his eyes passed, no one dared to look at him and they all lowered their heads.

Seeing this, Miao Di smiled and his tone changed, becoming more persuasive.

"But now, everything is different. I have received the 'Mahayana Buddhism' taught by the Buddha!"

"Brothers, as long as you are willing to join, I can guarantee that you will be able to enter the Earthly Immortal level 100%!"

"From now on, we brothers will work together for the Buddha, build a Buddhist country, and enjoy the Pure Land of Bliss. Isn't it wonderful?"

The oldest one, Kong Mei, showed obvious intention on his face and couldn't help but ask.

"Brother, how can we guarantee 100% success in breaking through to Earthly Immortal?"

Miao Di chuckled.

"Others can't do it, but that doesn't mean the Buddha can't do it."

“I am the best example.”

"Kong Mei, my realm was similar to yours before, but what about now?"

"Not only has his realm reached the level of Earthly Immortal, but he is also able to fight against a million-strong army with the help of the sea of ​​blood!"

"With such strength, even ordinary earthly immortals are far inferior to him, right?"

Kong Mei's expression changed drastically, his mind was torn between conscience and desire, and countless thoughts assaulted his soul.

Finally, he made up his mind and looked up at Miao Di.

"I am willing to follow you, brother! Please teach me Mahayana Buddhism!"

Kong Ming was a little dazed and couldn't help but reach out to pull Kong Mei.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!"

Kong Mei shook off Kong Ming's hand and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Kongming, you are still young and don't understand my difficulties."

"If I can't break through, I will only have a few years to live. If that's the case, I might as well trust my brother and give it a try."

"Surviving is the most important thing!"

As for the rest of the people, they all expressed their willingness to join, only Kong Ming had obvious resistance on his face.

But how can just one person change the general trend?
In Kong Ming's shocked expression.

Miao Di raised his hand and waved. Suddenly, a sea of ​​blood swept over everyone, forming giant blood-colored eggs.

A pounding heartbeat could be heard from it, as if something was growing inside.

(End of this chapter)