Upon entering the main entrance of Jinshan Temple, Master Jingchen saw many passers-by.
The flow of people was much higher than it was thirty years ago, which was not surprising to him. Daxia had developed rapidly in the past thirty years, and the population had also grown rapidly. Naturally, there were more tourists.
at this time.
Master Jingchen was still immersed in the shock of Yu Feng and the others converting to our Buddha, and had no intention of caring about the large number of tourists until several monks nearby who were helping tourists as 'volunteers' and cleaning the roads discovered Master Jingchen and the others.
"I've met my uncle, Master Jingchen."
"It has been more than thirty years, but I never expected to meet Master Jingchen here."
The monks came one after another and greeted Master Jingchen.
There were four or five of them, wearing the same monk attire as Yu Feng and others.
As soon as Master Jingchen saw them, his already shocked heart became even more shocked, and his old eyes widened in horror:
"Dongfang Qing? Sun Fanjun? Lin Zinian? You..."
He said and looked at the other two people who were coming next:
"Are you the two fox demons and tiger demons from thirty years ago?"
He recognized these people.
The first three are evil cultivators, and two of them are also on the Buddhist blacklist, and they are both at the forefront, one is the twelfth, the other is the ninth, and as for the third person...
Although the other party is not on the blacklist, his reputation is not lower than that on the blacklist, even worse. This is just because his reputation was so great back then that almost everyone in Great Xia's evil ways knew about it.
Then look at the two people walking behind.
Master Jingchen was completely shocked. Not only evil cultivators, but also evil demons also took refuge in my Buddha at Jinshan Temple?
The two figures who came, one was slender and the other was burly, looked just like ordinary people. However, Master Jingchen relied on his strong strength to see their identities at a glance. They were not humans, but monsters!
Two big monsters that transformed into humans.
And I once had a relationship with them. Thirty years ago, Master Jingchen went down the mountain to save all living beings. Because he adhered to the Buddhist teaching of not killing, he saved evil spirits and evil cultivators without killing them.
He had encountered these two monsters by chance when he was looking for Yu Feng. He wanted to change them, but they didn't listen.
Demons, especially carnivores, are naturally fond of killing. Compared with humans, they are more difficult to tame, let alone transform into Buddhism. Back then, the Buddha cut his meat to feed eagles.
"Amitabha, it's us. We didn't expect to see Master Jingchen again one day."
The two big demons almost spoke in unison, clasped their hands together, and bowed devoutly towards Master Jingchen:
"I have never thanked you before. Today I see you Master Jingchen. Please accept our thanks. Thank you to Master Jingchen for letting me go."
They spoke to each other, and their words were full of warmth and calmness. The ferocity belonging to the great demon that I felt in them in the past was gone.
Some look pious.
And full of Buddha spirit.
Looking at the five familiar figures in front of him, Master Jingchen was speechless for a moment. He subconsciously looked at Yu Feng and the others before him, and then looked at Fa Hai.
Immediately afterwards.
It seems that there is some guess.
Master Jingchen quickly looked around. With his strong strength, even though his old eyes seemed dim, he could see very far away and found the monks of Jinshan Temple nearby, excluding those young monks.
Whenever he saw an older monk, he would take a second look.
It didn't matter at first glance, but when I saw the storm in my heart, I realized that these monks were not only powerful, but several of them were familiar faces.
That is the evil cultivator, great demon, and ghost king on the Buddhist blacklist!
Even though it was the first time he saw them, when he came down the mountain to become a monk, he was always aiming for the characters on the blacklist. He remembered every character on the list, and he recognized that these familiar faces were on the blacklist.
With this thought.
He looked at those powerful unfamiliar faces and asked:
"Well, Fahai, can I ask if those disciples are the disciples of Jinshan Temple, or are they disciples who have been reformed?"
"Amitabha, back to Master Jingchen's uncles, those few are all disciples who have been enlightened."
Fahai clasped his hands together, pointed at several disciples one after another, and explained with a smile:
"That person is Nian Ai. His name in the secular world is Zhang Zuo. You don't know him, the uncle of Master Jingchen. He is an evil cultivator who has only made waves in the past ten years. Before entering Jinshan Temple, he was nicknamed 'Ghost Hand Zuo'."
"That is Nianhen. I should know that Master Jingchen's uncle. His nickname in the world is 'The Great Sage of Huangshan'."
"That one is..."
He introduced them one by one, and during the whole process, Master Jingchen's uncle's expression was like a door slowly opening, gradually changing from surprise, to amazement, to horror, and then to absolute astonishment.
As Fahai told the story, they did not stay idle and continued to move towards the Jinshan Temple.
Every time I pass by a building in Jinshan Temple, I pass by the monks inside.
period.
Every time Master Jingchen pointed at a monk who was suspected of being inspired, Fahai would smile and nod, introducing their origins. It was exactly as Master Jingchen thought, that each of them was an evil cultivator, a great demon, or a fierce ghost who had been inspired.
And each one is not weak in strength and each has unique talents.
"..."
After the introduction of the last monk, Master Jingchen fell completely silent. His old face was so shocked that he could not relax. The shock was all written on his expression.
now.
There was only one thought in his mind, or a sentence to be precise. It was what Fahai told him in front of the gate of Jinshan Temple. Jinshan Temple had changed a lot with that person's help.
What a big change.
It's obviously 'plastic surgery'!
this moment.
He had a feeling that he was not entering Jinshan Temple, and had the illusion that he was entering a "juvenile detention center" where all "re-education through labor prisoners" were receiving criticism and education to correct their evil ways.
No.
wrong!
It's not a 'juvenile detention centre', it should be called a 'drug rehabilitation centre'. All the 'drug addicts' who enter it have given up their 'drug addiction' with the help of the 'drug rehabilitation centre'.
"Twenty-seven." Master Jingchen whispered.
This is how he calculated the number of people on the Buddhist blacklist of Jinshan Temple who were converted, a total of twenty-seven.
I recall that it took me half a year to convert a person who was on the Buddhist blacklist, and I was proud of it. Then look at Jinshan Temple.
Reformation is twenty-seven.
And they are not the ones at the bottom of the blacklist who have been influenced like me. There are many people at the forefront, and there is even an evil cultivator who is ranked third.
Compare it with Jinshan Temple.
In addition to being extremely shocked, Master Jingchen also felt that he was... extremely weak.
even.
He had an inexplicable feeling, not to mention the people on the Buddhist blacklist, even the most vicious people, such as the ghosts from the eighteenth level of hell.
He believed that as long as he entered Jinshan Temple, even if he was a ghost from the eighteenth level of hell, he would emerge as a good student with a small red flower on his chest, three stripes on his right shoulder, and a red scarf.
finally.
Unable to suppress the swelling curiosity and shock in his heart, he asked Fahai:
"Fahai, can you tell me how you did it and how you were able to influence them?"
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