At noon the next day, the disadvantages caused by evil thoughts began to gradually develop, but they were not as serious as Ren Qing imagined.
As soon as the sun rose above the head, smoke began to rise from the city.
Everything indicates something unusual.
Monks do not need to drink or eat when they are in heaven. The Buddha's energy can help them replenish their body needs in a subtle way, and at the same time, it will also cause the erosion of flesh and bones.
They can practice the Maitreya Bone Sutra and the Maitreya Skin Sutra with their alienated bodies. As long as their souls become Buddha souls, they can step into the state of sitting transformation.
But in just one night, the sky and the sky were completely different.
A large number of monks set up iron pots to light the fire. The firewood crackled on the bottom of the pot, obviously for steaming food.
There is a simple granary in the sky, but the food mainly comes from refugees. It is the old grain that the latter brought with them when they came to the town. On weekdays, it is piled up and no one cares about it.
The Jinguang Temple seemed completely silent.
Wu Wu was just a novice at Jinguang Temple last night, but after transforming into a mature man's consciousness the next day, his identity became an official monk.
He was stopping in front of several fellow apprentices who were behaving strangely, and was about to stop them from bringing the sacks dragged from the granary into the temple.
The sacks exuded an unpleasant odor, and bed bugs could be seen vaguely crawling around. Apparently they contained rotten food.
"Junior Brother Wu Nian, what happened?"
"hungry."
Wu Wu wanted to ask young Wu Nian, but the latter just glanced at him, his eyes full of unexplained indifference.
Wu Nian only became the abbot of Jinguang Temple when he was old, but his status in the temple was not low when he was young, and the monks around him did not stop him.
"hungry?"
Wu Wu was stunned for a moment.
He had long forgotten his experience in the outside world. No matter how he recalled it, he could not remember what the word "hunger" represented.
This situation occurs not only in Jinguang Temple, but also in various parts of the city. It can be found from the white smoke rising from the houses.
However, Wu Wu didn't think much and helped Wu Nian and others carry the food.
The grain was dumped on the open space in the courtyard. As a result, the linen bags contained dark brown rice covered with mold, and many of them had even been eaten clean by rice bugs.
All the monks felt deeply uncomfortable when they saw this.
Wu Nian and others washed the rice with normal expressions, and then eagerly placed the iron pot and firewood in the courtyard.
The firewood was quickly ignited, and the flames illuminated the various faces of the monks.
When the iron pot boils, the rice should be fragrant, but the smell is not fragrant at all, but is extremely pungent and unpleasant.
Wu Wu was hesitant to speak but looked at Wu Nian for a few times, and found that the latter kept swallowing his saliva, and his eyes were fixed on the iron pot.
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When the rotten rice was just cooked, they quickly opened the lid of the pot.
Not caring that it was too hot just out of the oven, the monk gathered around the iron pot and pulled the rice with his bare hands, eagerly stuffing it into his mouth.
The rice was pitch black, mixed with dead bodies of various bed bugs.
The monk's hands and mouth were burned with blisters due to the temperature, but this did not slow them down at all.
They also used their peripheral vision to look at the monks of Jinguang Temple from time to time.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
The old abbot walked slowly to the courtyard. He was very calm about the strange scene in front of him: "Take him to the place where he can pass away."
Wu Wu was slightly surprised: "This..."
The abbot did not reply. Dozens of monks had already rushed forward, tied up the monk next to the iron pot, and prepared to take him to the bottomless abyss.
In fact, it can be seen from the piles of corpses piled up in the bottomless abyss that most monks did not meet the conditions for sitting down during their lifetime.
In fact, there are not so many monks who can sit down. Just the fusion of consciousness can eliminate nine out of ten monks.
When Ren Qing was rushing in the bottomless abyss, the frequency of corpses falling above his head was as exaggerated as raindrops.
Pure faith also represents pure evil. I am afraid that dozens or hundreds of monks are quietly disposed of every day.
Just as the ropes tied Wu Nian and other monks up, the escorting monk's eyes fell on the steaming iron pot.
Wu Nian showed a strange smile and asked, "Aren't you... hungry?"
All the monks at Jinguang Temple had their Adam's apples rolling.
They soon couldn't hold back the hunger in their hearts, as if there were countless ants crawling among them, and their bodies were constantly trembling.
When one monk couldn't bear it and rushed to the iron pot, the other monks also rushed over, scrambling to stuff their mouths with rotten rice.
The whole sky fell into madness.
Apparently there are only about 10,000 monks suffering from schizophrenia, but the disease has spread to a population of 500,000 without any warning.
Ren Qing sailed the ghost ship in the bottomless abyss, and also noticed something strange in the sky.
However, he did not use Menghua to check in detail. He only knew that some monks were pursuing to satisfy their own appetites, which seemed extremely crazy.
Ren Qing glanced at the sky, then accelerated the speed of the ghost ship, trying to avoid the huge Buddha corpse as much as possible to avoid being affected.
When he came to the edge of the range where he cast the spell, he immediately used his ghost shadow to dig out the cave.
Debris rolled down.
A large number of Buddha corpses crawled towards the source of the movement, but it was difficult to feel Ren Qing's breath, so they were spinning around like headless flies.
Ren Qing quickly used You Yuan to corrode a two-meter hole.
After he hid in, he used stone powder mixed with viscous liquid to seal the entrance of the cave. The strength of the stone wall was definitely not as good as the original, but it was enough.
The bottomless abyss extends in all directions, and there are monsters that are invincible...
As soon as Ren Qing had this idea, heavy footsteps sounded from the bottomless abyss, walking towards him from far to near.
He could also feel the terrifying Buddha aura emanating, and could clearly smell the stench of corpses even through the stone wall.
Bang...bang...bang...
Ren Qing cursed a few times and immediately stopped digging into the rock wall.
The ghost checked the situation and found that it was actually a giant corpse Buddha hundreds of meters above, and the corpse aura had even formed a thick fog.
The size of the corpse Buddha is so exaggerated that his hands can rub against the stone walls on both sides, and the scriptures he chants are like roaring in his ears.
But within a moment, the corpse Buddha's footsteps disappeared again, as if they had never appeared.
Ren Qing used the ghost shadow to get out of the cave and carefully inspected it. As a result, there was no trace of the giant creature in the bottomless abyss.
He couldn't help but wait for a moment before digging up the hard stone wall again. This time, there was no more movement from the bottomless abyss.
It is very likely that the bottomless abyss contains more than just Buddha corpses. The well-informed Chen Changsheng cannot tell exactly where it leads.
Ren Qing spent most of an hour rearranging the cave.
Before I knew it, it was already evening outside.
He originally thought that the sky would be very lively. After all, there were already signs of losing control when he was on the way. It didn't make sense that hundreds of people would die.
But what Ren Qing didn't expect was that the town was still enveloped in calm.
It's just that the temples are full of smoke, almost all the monks have begun cooking food, and the granaries have been emptied by them.
Ren Qing took a deep breath and couldn't help closing his eyes to check the number of patients with schizophrenia. He was immediately shocked by the countless evil thoughts.
In just half a day, hundreds of thousands of monks had contracted serious illnesses, but the symptoms varied in severity.
"Something's wrong..."
Ren Qing's brows furrowed tightly, and he suddenly realized something.
He communicated with the Dream Flower Magical Artifact in the city, carefully looked at the monk's soul, and immediately discovered the place that he had always ignored.
The monk's soul has a dull golden luster, the three souls and seven souls are extremely dull, and the most important soul's aura has nowhere to go.
The soul seems to be alienated due to the erosion of the Buddha's energy, but now that I think about it, there are not many "people" in the conventional sense in the sky.
Buddha's Qi has the strange property of containing the body and soul, so once monks of all ages achieve enlightenment, they will be swallowed up by Buddha's Qi.
Although monks are only mortals, they are still unavoidable. After the Buddha's Qi converts them, their souls become part of the Buddha's Qi.
The monks in Heaven appear to have sound spiritual intelligence.
But the fact is that the spiritual wisdom of the monks is only given by the Buddha's energy. As early as when they set foot in heaven, their souls have already disappeared.
Turned into a puppet with independent thinking.
Similar to a science fiction concept in Ren Qing's previous life, that is to upload human thoughts to a cloud server to form mechanical immortality.
So when Ren Qing infected the first monk with schizophrenia, it was like a virus invading the network and spreading directly.
Moreover, the "anti-virus software" of Buddha Qi has no defense against schizophrenia.
Ren Qing used the Dharma of Heaven and Earth to attach the ice crystal jailer to his brain, keeping himself absolutely calm, and the layout of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva became clear.
The Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva is obviously using the monks to take form and forcefully strip away the countless souls contained in the Buddha's aura.
Ren Qing guessed that the souls were in the form of corpse Buddhas and had escaped the confinement of the Buddha's energy.
He could only get a glimpse of the specific methods used by the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, and they should have something to do with the ten reincarnations of Buddhism.
The ordinary soul stripped away from the Buddha's aura will turn into an ordinary corpse Buddha.
Only the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva of the past dynasties can gradually transform into a hundred-meter corpse Buddha, and finally be sealed in the mountains outside the city.
"Sure enough, they can reach the level of Earth Immortal, and none of them are good."
The Earth Immortal's layout often uses hundreds of thousands of people as pawns. He, in the Yang God realm, does not have the strength to participate in the game.
Ren Qing thought of the Supreme Demon. As long as the monks mastered the animal pen method, they would eventually transform into the Supreme Demon without exception.
Buddhism is just the opposite. The Buddhist energy is actually composed of countless monks.
I am all living beings and all living beings are me.
After Ren Qing figured out Ci's situation, he breathed a long sigh of relief, indicating that the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva was not in heaven for the time being.
He was secretly glad that he had not rashly come into contact with Buddhist magic. Regardless of whether the information flow could avoid the disadvantages, the hidden dangers were too great.
Ren Qing prepared for the night at Nanshan Little World.
Because it is far away from the relationship between heaven and heaven, the dreams of Nanshan's small world can also incorporate the illusion of the fairy in the mirror, making the generated stumps and broken legs more realistic.
It should be able to indirectly improve life extension efficiency.
