Chapter 247 See if you can burn out the relics

Style: Heros Author: Demon Eater Chen DaochangWords: 2875Update Time: 24/01/19 01:07:17
Unfortunately!

To Chen Yun's dismay, no one in the eight counties of Jinhua Prefecture, with a total of thirty-seven temples, dared to confront the army without a clear head.

Even each temple has a large number of warrior monks who are used to look after the house and collect debts.

Even in the temple, there are weapons such as swords, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, as well as bows and arrows.

However, in front of the army, they are just chickens and dogs!

But it was not without resistance.

Thirty-seven temples, with thirty-three abbots, set up firewood and burned themselves in front of the disciples, hundreds of believers, and in front of the army.

Chen Yun didn't believe it at all if there was no one behind this spontaneous force.

Everyone burns himself with righteousness.

Those who didn't know only saw them burning themselves, but those who knew knew that their move was to roast the King of Humans on the fire.

"The world is difficult and dangerous, and peace in the pure land of Buddhism is rare, and it will inevitably lead to disasters and disasters.

This time I am leaving in response to the calamity. I hope the King of Human Beings will be merciful and spare the monks in my temple, okay? "

At Tiantai Mountain Temple, the presiding monk sat in the blazing fire, still speaking calmly and compassionately, begging Chen Yun while hundreds of believers knelt down to worship him.

Zhuge Wolong who was following Chen Yun smiled:

"Is the great monk threatening the king like this?

You should know, what is the order given by the human king?

The monks in the temple were dismissed and returned to secular life, leaving only ten people in the temple who could preach the Taoism.

Dismissed monks, according to the king's orders, will be allocated their land, seeds, money and food, and even matchmakers for him to achieve good things.

In this way, the branches and leaves can be spread and the bloodline and incense can be passed down.

If there are parents at home, they can support them. If the parents are not present at home, they can have children and pass on cigarettes.

This is the right way!

Isn't it?

In the eyes of the common people like us, this is a first-rate good thing. Why would we risk death? "

The presiding monk's voice still did not tremble in the fire, but it lost the meaning of pleading: "To destroy the temple and destroy the monks, if you want to destroy my Dharma scriptures, where will the good come from?

But have you ever thought about why so few people who destroyed Buddhas in ancient times had a good ending?

I, a Buddhist, have been leading people to do good deeds for tens of thousands of years, so what’s the mistake? Just because I have some surplus money and food, I have to suffer this disaster, how unfair it is! "

As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples and worshipers present turned their eyes to the human king who was sitting safely on the horse, but there was hatred in their eyes!

In the eyes of this hatred, Chen Yun smiled!

"Great monk, as an Arhat, you have been sitting in the fire for more than an hour. Where did you come from?

It's just to show your own grief, anger and wonder.

If I hadn't come personally, I'm afraid you would have faked your death and gone away, leaving behind a name of sorrow, anger, righteousness, and protection of the Buddha!

By the way, I still have disciples and believers who hate me so much!

Now that I am here in person, you will use these addresses and the hatred in the eyes of believers to anger me.

Do you want me to kill them all?

It's really a good plan!

Can Buddhism produce more than thirty Arhats overnight, wholesale of Chinese cabbage? "

"You talk about Buddhism's compassion, then let me talk about your compassion!

Your Tiantai Mountain Temple is only more than 60 years old since its establishment. At the beginning, there were only three rooms and three monks.

Today, there are thousands of temples in Tiantai Mountain Temple. It takes half a day to walk from the mountain gate to here.

There were three monks sixty years ago, and now there are more than 800 monks, including nearly 500 warrior monks alone!

Originally, the land in the surrounding towns belonged to the common people, but now in just fifty or sixty years, the land of the common people has become yours.

Instead, the common people have become tenant farmers who farm for you. You have to hand over 70% to 80% of one year's harvest, leaving only a little bit to drink gruel until the next year.

Maybe some people won't even make it through the next year. Among your tenant farmers, there are countless babies who fell to death at birth because they couldn't afford to feed them.

Is this your merit?

What makes you famous among dignitaries is the very effective Guanyin Guanyin in your Tiantai Mountain Temple.

But in fact, every person who actually gets pregnant after asking for a child seems to be the seed of the monk in the temple!

I just don’t know what those high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, and landowners would think if they knew that the children they worked so hard for were the offspring of others.

Perhaps, among the believers in front of you, there are many such people? "

This sentence was a critical hit, and the believers who were originally filled with inexplicable grief and anger, and looked at Chen Yun and the army with hatred, were shaken!

Although this kind of wavering is relatively rare, it does happen after all!

The question left the great monk in the fire speechless. It can be seen that even with the urgently improved Arhat cultivation level, it is still very easy to block the flames.

But this kind of pretentiousness makes people very unhappy!

Chen Yun dismounted, picked up a piece of wood from the ground, looked at the great monk who was still intact in the blazing fire, and said calmly: "Since you are willing to burn yourself, then I don't mind adding more firewood for you!"

After saying that, he threw the wood in his hand into the fire.

In the eyes of others, this piece of wood is dispensable in this raging fire and is not worth mentioning.

However, for the presiding monk who is in the fire, everything is different.

The Arhat's golden body, which was protecting him in the fire, seemed to have lost its magical power at the moment when the wood was thrown into the fire, and could not stop the originally harmless blazing flames.

Does it hurt to be burned?

From the screams that the presiding monk finally let out, you could tell whether it hurt to be burned by the fire.

After all, it is an Arhat's cultivation. Even if it is a temporary improvement, it is still an Arhat's cultivation.

So it couldn't be burned to death at once, nor could it be smoked to death, so it was writhing in pain and struggling in the fire.

The pain and struggle in the fire made Chen Yun curl his lips.

He had heard countless legends that at some point, an old monk sacrificed his life for righteousness, rushed into the fire without hesitation, sat down peacefully, and died calmly.

He thought that for the other party to have the courage to sit in the fire, in addition to the temporarily improved Arhat cultivation level, he should also have a certain amount of character support.

But I didn’t expect that real gold could be refined with just a bit of fire.

Perhaps at this time, the great monk who was writhing and struggling in the raging fire regretted most that he had the cultivation of an Arhat!

Because this way you will die a little slower!

At this time, a bird flew in the sky with someone on its back.

No, this is the shrike flying magic weapon that Chen Yun made by himself.

It turned out that the precious flying magic weapon was ineffective. After Chen Yun improved the Dragon Clan's soaring technique to suit the use of the human race's capable people, this Bo Lao bird flying magic weapon that could carry people into flight became something that everyone despised.

Now, he had to leave it to Zuo Qianhu's sergeants to deliver messages and run errands.

After all, there is a threshold for the art of flying. Without a certain amount of merit, you are definitely not qualified to learn it.

And this shrike is just a flying magic weapon. It can be used by anyone. If you don't want to use it, just take it back.

"Report!"

The sergeant on the Shrike jumped out of the air before he even hit the ground. It seemed that his martial arts skills were pretty good.

"King of Reporters!

The abbots of more than thirty temples during this trip all set up fires and sat in the flames. Miraculously, they were still alive after burning for more than half an hour.

In the face of such supernatural phenomena, those disciples and hundreds of thousands of believers, although they did not resist with open fire, swords and guns, they were able to block the army in the end.

Thousands of households came here to ask for orders. Should these disobedient people be killed or not? "

Chen Yun smiled, and pointed at the lifeless monk in the fire in front of him: "They put on this posture just to wait for us to raise the butcher knife to those ordinary disciples and believers.

Then he relied on Arhat's cultivation to survive the fire and pretended to be dead.

The purpose is to guide people in this world to hate me and sympathize with Buddhism!

The world hates me!

This is a big game!

However, go back and tell Zuo Qianhu that since the other party wants to burn him, let them burn him!

To give them what they want, help me add a piece of wood to each of their fires!

How many fires are there in total? "

The sergeant responded: "Your Majesty, there are thirty-two in total."

Chen Yun bent down and counted thirty-two pieces of wood one by one: "Take these pieces of wood and tell Zuo Qianhu to add one piece of wood from me to each fire.

After the fire is finished, see if you can burn out the relics! "

As for how much food and land a temple has, you can refer to the Shaolin Temple before the land was divided.

The entire Shaolin Temple has more than 3,000 rooms at its peak.

There is even more land, and after it is divided, it can be used to form a production brigade.

In the war years, 300 people with guns almost kidnapped our General Pi

(End of chapter)