Chapter 351
"So the reincarnated Living Buddha of the Mantra Palace must naturally have the two natures of Da Zi Zai Tian—he is the most powerful and cruel demon in the world, and he must be the most compassionate and clear Buddha in the world. Therefore... he must be able to eat his own kind to complete his practice. , and must penetrate the world's codes and have the cleanest eyes, you say, if a person wants to become such a 'Buddha', where can he go to practice if he doesn't practice in hell?"

"You mean...you mean...eat..." Qiu Yebai's face was ashen, even though she is well-informed and familiar with everything in the world, this kind of "practice" only flashed in her mind, Almost made her gag.

Lao Zhen didn't seem to see Qiu Yebai's expression at all, he fell into his own world, his eyes fell on the nothingness outside the window, and he whispered to himself.

"Our little Achu, he is still so young, so obedient, so pious, but he is locked up in the huge underground palace where the masters of the Palace of Mantra are buried like an animal. All the children only have ten days' rations in their hands. In that underground palace, apart from a mermaid oil lamp on the mausoleum of the previous palace lords, there are no lamps anywhere else."

"There is only one spring in the palace, and every three days, all the children are imprisoned in the dark and gloomy hell. In addition to the coffin, there are countless mummified slaves buried with them and the skeletons of the children left by the selection of living Buddhas in the past. Oh, by the way, there are piles of quicklime powder and spices to prevent blight..."

"On the last day of every month, the Master of the Mantra Palace will send people down to get the surviving children out, check their bodies, and teach them some new martial arts. Children who have lost their minds and become insane or who cannot understand the Dharma at all will be killed."

"Then throw the rest of the children into that damned hell, and repeat the cycle, one month, one year, until one day, there is only one 'soul boy' left, and the Living Buddha is born."

He paused, then turned his head and stared straight at the pale-faced Qiu Yebai, and said very lightly: "Master Qiu, from six to 13 years old, for seven years, our family has never understood, How did that child survive, eating all the edible plants and insects in the underground palace, and then killing each other by killing each other, eating...eating..."

He couldn't continue, the horrible memories made him completely choked up.

"..." Qiu Yebai was still immersed in the terrifying artistic conception that Lao Zhen described, unable to recover from it at all.

But Lao Zhen suddenly grabbed Qiu Yebai's wrist, and asked anxiously and blankly: "Do you think our little Ah Chu is afraid of the cold, is he afraid of the dark? He is such a gentle child, so thin, he It must be very painful and hungry... Every time our family saw him at night, his body was covered with injuries, skinny, like a small skeleton, such a small child... For the first three years, our family Thought he almost never grew up, such a small... small body."

Qiu Yebai's wrist was almost hurt by his pinching, seeing Lao Zhen's old wrinkled face already full of tears, she couldn't help her eyes turning red, and comforted softly: "He survived, Lao Zhen. "

Lao Zhen seemed to have just come back to his senses, with lingering fears in his heart, but he was extremely grateful: "Yes, I survived, I survived, our little Ah Chu survived."

He grabbed the towel that Baili Chu had changed and soaked it in the basin, and while washing it slowly, he muttered: "But our family feels distressed, our family has never had a child in our life, but every time I think of this little Ah Chu, I will be there." In that hell, the gate of the underground palace was beating desperately, calling in such a desperate and immature voice, "Master, ah...Master, why didn't you come, why didn't the Lord Buddha come to save me?" Our family can only watch helplessly like this He was thrown into hell over and over again... over and over again."

"Our family can't help but feel pain. Seeing our child step by step become that human, demonic, and demonic appearance, our family hates it..."

Qiu Yebai closed her reddened eyes, her heart trembling uncontrollably and filled with cold anger.

No wonder Aze is so ignorant and simple, but he can kill people who destroy food without hesitation. No wonder he can't remember what Achu has done. No wonder Achu can treat all living beings so cruelly.

It has to be said that the Palace of Mantras has succeeded. This miserable "incense ceremony" like a nurturing Gu exists for the purpose of tearing people into two halves abruptly, and it has really made the existence of the Supreme Demon Buddha in the world— —Mahaziva or Lord Shiva.

He is both an avenger and a protector, the cruelest god full of desires, and the most merciful and clear demon.

As for Aze's Buddha-nature, his greatest kindness to the world is to try his best to suppress Ah Chu, who is a 'demon-nature' side.

How could there be such a cruel person in this world, how could they come up with such a terrifying and inhuman method to distort human nature?
To be able to do such a cruel thing to such a small child.

Humans are indeed the only existences in this world who can ignore all the cruelest beasts, even worse than beasts, in order to achieve their own goals.

Old Zhen seemed to have calmed down a little, and then he realized that he had scratched Qiu Yebai's wrist with blue marks, and was startled immediately, and let go of his hand: "Master Qiu, I'm sorry, our family..."

"It's okay, Eunuch Zhen." Qiu Yebai interrupted him, calmed down his complicated emotions, and asked with some hesitation: "Eunuch Zhen, how did you know so clearly that you followed His Highness into the Palace of Mantras? ?”

Lao Zhen froze and was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes: "To tell the truth, Mr. Qiu, our family is one of the people who taught the scriptures and dharma to the children in the Mantra Palace."

It turned out that after sending Baili Chu, or Baili Chuze back to the palace, Lao Zhen was always worried, because the temple he was in was originally one of the extremely secret escape points of the Baili royal family that only the emperors of the past dynasties knew. The Temple of Unknown Generals he guarded was just a cover, because their existence was extremely secret, and the emperors would not use it easily.

What's more, he raised the prince, and he was regarded as the emperor's confidant, so he used some connections to find out the news. After many inquiries, he got the news that made him even more worried.

So he couldn't hold back his worries about his little monk. After thinking about it, he finally decided to use all the methods at his disposal to sneak into the Palace of Mantras and inquire about news after Baili Chuze left for a year.

After going through a lot of dangerous twists and turns, Lao Zhen, relying on his orthodox Buddhist background and strong Buddhist training, got into the Palace of Mantra and became a preacher, and thus witnessed Baili Chu So many years of growth and past.

"Our family is a waste, useless at all, there is no way to escape with little Ah Chu, I can only watch like this, watching that clean and soft child become a 'spiritual boy', Brother Keats counts Now that little Achu has a deep connection with the Buddha, our family would rather he never had any roots of wisdom!" Lao Zhen closed his eyes, but his dry eyes seemed unable to shed tears.

(End of this chapter)

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