Chapter 579: Chapter 237: Affinity with Buddha (Please Subscribe)_2
As for this mont, Chen Yi focused more on the Dakong Temple.
It had been fifteen years since he last ca to Dakong Temple.
He rembered that year’s Lantern Festival when he was brought by Xia Wanwan, accompanied by the little girl and her mother, Duchess Xing.
It was also that ti, after they left Dakong Temple, they were abducted by the “Mad Old Man” Feng Shan.
Recalling the experiences of his childhood, and looking at the Dakong Temple before him, Chen Yi couldn’t help but feel a little sentintal.
Returning to familiar places, yet he no longer had the mind to play around.
Even though his cultivation and techniques now suffice for self-preservation, he still found himself troubled by mundane affairs, unable to attain the “Great Freedom” spoken of by the Buddhists.
At this mont, on the White Jade Stairs, a young novice monk descended the steps in a hurry, clasping his hands together he said:
“Honored guests, please follow , the abbot is in the Buddhist Hall waiting.”
“Lead the way.”
Lu Hequn responded plainly, turning to Chen Yi with a tily smile:
“Young friend, please.”
“You two Taoist Priests, please go first.”
After so polite exchanges, the three of them followed the young novice monk up the White Jade Street.
Huh?
As he stepped onto the first step, Chen Yi paused, his eyes instinctively looking down at his feet.
He had just realized that this staircase was not only aesthetically pleasing; within the faint glow emanating from it, lay concealed the Buddhists’ rits and wishes.
Just like when he previously used his Divine Will to sense the Dakong Temple, the sa “rits and wishes” were contained within this long staircase.
Moreover, the “rits and wishes” inside seed to want to invade his body.
“Hmph!”
Chen Yi snorted lightly, releasing a thread of Inch天涯 Divine Will from within his body, which shattered the steps beneath as he walked.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
A series of crisp jade-shattering sounds rang out, causing the young novice monk ahead and Ye Ningxiu, Lu Hequn, to stop in their tracks, turning back to look at him in confusion.
Upon seeing the white jade stairs beneath his feet shattered, emitting strands of golden Buddha Light, the expressions on the three of them could not help but change.
“This honorable guest, why, why do you destroy the property of the Buddhists like this?!” the young novice monk asked with a grim face.
Ye Ningxiu and Lu Hequn were sowhat puzzled: “Young friend, why, why would you do this?”
Chen Yi tilted his head with a chuckle, yet his gaze carried a hint of coldness as he said:
“Forgive , I am not one of the Buddhists, and cannot remain indifferent while being encroached by ‘rits and wishes.'”
Ye Ningxiu and Lu Hequn were both taken aback, encroachnt?
They glanced at their feet, carefully examining their bodies, but found nothing amiss, exchanging puzzled glances.
Chen Yi no longer paid attention to their gazes, stepping forward, the white jade stairs beneath him continued to shatter with each step he took.
The young novice monk’s face was already filled with rage, his finger trembling as he pointed at him: “This, this honorable guest, please leave! Our Dakong Temple does not welco those who disrespect the Buddhists!”
“Oh?”
Chen Yi paused, slightly tilting his head, looking at him with sidelong eyes, and coldly said:
“Then you will be disappointed, the thing I enjoy most is doing what others forbid.”
Just as the words fell, his figure began to slowly dissipate.
Afterward, a string of figures appeared on each white jade step.
Along with the successive “crack, crack, crack” of jade shattering, in just the blink of an eye, Chen Yi had already arrived outside the mountain-top Buddhist Hall.
And beneath him, the white jade stairs that originally emitted a glow seed to chase his figure, with each step shattered, emitting dazzling golden Buddha Light.
“This…”
Ye Ningxiu and Lu Hequn stared blankly at the figure atop the stairs, even as their eyes were reflected into gold and their surroundings enveloped by Buddha Light, they did not close their eyes.
“You, how dare you do this?! You…”
Before the young novice monk could continue trembling and accusing Chen Yi, a bell chi resonated from the mountain-top Buddhist Hall.
Bong——
“Qing Ning, go to the entrance.”
Imdiately, a gentle voice with a tone of compassion sounded in everyone’s ears.
The young monk’s face stiffened with anger, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say sothing more, but under the command of this voice, he could only flush red and turn straight around, heading down the mountain.
But he forgot that the White Jade Stairs below had already been shattered by Chen Yi. As he took a step, the jade stones crumbled, causing him to slip.
Before he could even cry out in surprise, he rolled straight down.
Seeing this, the cold expression on Chen Yi’s face dissipated, and he pointed at the ground-faced young monk, laughing heartily.
“You can’t even walk properly, yet you’re cultivating Buddhism and chanting sutras? You might as well return to secular life and find a girl to settle down with.”
“…”
Ye Ningxiu and Lu Hequn exchanged silent glances but, thinking of the voice that spoke earlier, didn’t say much and directly flew into the air.
But Chen Yi’s laughter was interrupted by a figure that suddenly appeared beside him.
“Buddha resides in the heart; everything can be cultivated. Even Qing Ning’s fall is part of his ritorious cultivation.”
Chen Yi turned his head to see an old monk with a kind face and gentle eyes.
He scrutinized the golden-red kasaya on the monk, the golden staff, and the nine precepts scars on his head, curling his lips as he said:
“Your Buddha really cares about everything.”
The old monk chanted “Amitābha,” raised one hand in front of his chest, and with a serene smile said, “Young benefactor, this old monk asks for Qing Ning’s forgiveness on his behalf.”
“No, please don’t.”
Chen Yi sidestepped to avoid him, humming as he said, “I can’t afford to be saluted by you monks.”
“Who’s to say that one day you’ll tell I’m destined for your Buddha, and gather the Buddhists to convert .”
This was almost a major source of monks for the Wei Dynasty’s Buddhist sect—conversion!
Starting from more than two hundred years ago, after the West Continent Buddha Country crossed east, the monks in the Buddhist temples of the Wei Dynasty, aside from so genuinely impoverished people, were mostly evildoers converted by various masters.
Among these, the long-renowned evil demons were most common.
It’s said that so notorious evil demons in the martial world most fear encountering a high monk of Buddhism.
Even before considering whether they could fight them, just hearing “Amitābha” to start and “put down the butcher’s knife and beco a Buddha instantly” to end was enough to make them avoid it like the plague.
“The young benefactor jokes,”
The old monk paused, secretly two golden beams floated within his bright black eyes, examining him, curiously saying:
“However, this old monk can see that the young benefactor indeed has a connection with our Buddha.”
“…”
Chen Yi rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, “What kind of connection with Buddha is this bald donkey talking about?”
In this life, he was born a Taoist and would die a Taoist ghost, having nothing to do with Buddhist rits.
Even if he truly had to descend to the eighteenth layer of hell due to his sins, he would fight his way through hell before he accepted it.
At this mont, Ye Ningxiu and Lu Hequn landed beside him, bowing to the old monk, saying:
“Greetings, Master Kongjing, we have co as per our agreent and ask for your forgiveness.”
Kongjing?
It turns out the old monk is none other than Master Kongjing, the abbot of Dakong Temple.
Chen Yi suddenly realized, yet he quietly retreated behind the two Taoist leaders, Ye Ningxiu and Lu Hequn.
“This old monk, I ca with them, so if you want compensation, look for them; they have money.”
The three: “…”
Master Kongjing chuckled silently, his sowhat aged face showing a hint of helplessness as he said:
“The White Jade Stairs are ford by the ritorious vows of many lay believers who co to worship, so they didn’t cost much money.”
“That’s good.”
Chen Yi seed to breathe a sigh of relief, grinning and showing two rows of teeth as he said, “I thought the ritorious vow power on these stairs was so kind of evil force trying to invade my body.”
He looked at the still-dazed Ye Ningxiu and Lu Hequn, patting their shoulders and asking:
“Taoist leaders, didn’t you feel anything just now?”
“No.” Ye Ningxiu squeezed out a smile, shook his head, and said, “This poor Taoist only feels more at peace.”
Lu Hequn also shook his head: “Perhaps it’s because young friend has profound cultivation, this poor Taoist didn’t notice anything either.”
“Is that so?”
Chen Yi muttered, “Then you better be careful, don’t end up getting taken into Buddhism and beco a young monk guarding the gate.”
“…”
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