Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 2007 My Buddha, Your Buddha
Chapter 2008
Cangyuan spouted fallacies and fired off a barrage of questions, each word sharp and piercing.

Seeing that Yuanming did not answer, he became even more arrogant and started cursing loudly.

"You bald monks are too domineering! If you don't believe in your Buddha, you're evil heretics, and you'll arrest and lock you up, and you'll brainwash you with your chanting every day. If you don't comply at all, you'll beat and punish you! Why should you do that?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Huiming finally couldn't hold back any longer, took a step forward, and shouted loudly.

His face flushed red with anger, and his beard stood on end: "When has our Buddhist sect ever brainwashed or beaten you? The three daily lessons in the morning, noon, and evening are to cleanse the impurities in your heart, cultivate your mind and character, enlighten your wisdom, and wash away the hostility that has tainted you!"

He pointed at Cangyuan, his tone growing increasingly sorrowful: "As for punishment, it is the retribution you deserve for the monstrous crimes you committed in the past, such as slaughtering living beings and massacring villages and towns!"

My senior brother meant well, advising you to abandon evil and do good, to turn back from the wrong path. Not only did you not show gratitude, but you repaid kindness with enmity, insulting Buddhism. You are utterly hopeless!

Cang Yuan glanced sideways and said, "Oh right, you all think you're right no matter what you do, you're all trying to persuade people to be good—good my ass!"

"I don't believe in your lousy Buddhism! I don't want to shave my head and become a bald monk! I won't convert to your damn Buddhist sect! So what?!"

"Because I beat you back then."

A cold voice suddenly rang out, like a piece of ancient iron being smashed into a boiling oil pan, instantly extinguishing all the noise.

Master Yuanming slowly raised his head. His eyes, which were originally gentle and compassionate and seemed to be able to encompass all the suffering in the world, were now only cold and indifferent. The Buddha light around him seemed to have become icy and piercing.

"If Buddhism can't save you, then we'll act according to your habitual law of the jungle! You've lost, and your life and death are in my hands. I can make you live if I want you to live, or you can make you die if I want you to die!"
But I will insist that you live. Live to receive your due punishment, live to atone for the sins you have committed.

The surroundings instantly fell into dead silence.

Cang Yuan's arrogant and smug expression froze instantly. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, like a duck being strangled, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

The hand that had been on my hips cursing earlier unconsciously fell down, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on my back.

Yuanming didn't look at him again, but slowly turned his head and turned his gaze to Liu Qinghuan, who stood to the side and remained silent from beginning to end.

His gaze was calm and serene, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Liu Qinghuan picked up the Heavenly Punishment Whip. He was there to repay a favor, so naturally he would do whatever his master said.

"No mercy?"

"Kill without mercy!"

"Etc., etc!"

Cang Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and shouted, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

“Fellow Daoist! I don’t know your name, but judging from your fighting style, you are definitely not a Buddhist.”

The feud between me and that bald monk is a private matter between the two of us and has nothing to do with anyone else.

"Could you please be so kind as to not interfere in our affairs?"

Liu Qinghuan looked him up and down with amusement.

It must be said that this person is eloquent, shameless, and has a thick skin, comparable to a city wall. He is also particularly good at changing his tune depending on the situation.

One second they're arrogant and domineering, the next they're groveling and begging for mercy. Their change of attitude is faster than turning the pages of a book. It's quite interesting.

"No!" he refused outright.

Cang Yuan's smile vanished instantly. Seeing that he couldn't get any benefit from Liu Qinghuan, he could only turn to Yuanming again.

"Yuanming! Master Yuanming! Are you really going to kill me outright? Yes, I was outmatched back then, and I lost the game by a single move, but I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced!"

He stiffened his neck, looking like he'd rather die than submit: "Yuanming, if you've got the guts, come down here and fight me fair and square again! I refuse to believe I can't beat you!"

"If I lose again this time, I will not hesitate to shave my head and become a Buddhist monk, staying at Qianfo Temple for the rest of my life, accompanied by the ancient Buddha and the dim lamp, at your beck and call without a single complaint! What do you say?"

Yuanming's previously cold and hard expression finally softened slightly, and he shifted his gaze to look at him. Cangyuan quickly pressed on, "But if I win, you must let me go! All our past grievances will be wiped clean. From now on, you go your way, I'll go mine, and we'll have nothing to do with each other!"

Yuanming paused for a moment: After his and a group of eminent monks' efforts, they finally managed to temporarily plug the hole through which the demons had broken out, and the magic array did not continue to collapse.

However, repairs will still take time, and the Buddha statue has been damaged further by the rampage of many escaped demons, so it needs to be replaced.

"Hmph! You're utterly spouting nonsense!" Huiming was so angry that he glared at Cangyuan and pointed at him, shouting, "Didn't you just swear so confidently and shamelessly that you'd rather die than convert to Buddhism? How could you change your mind so quickly? How can you be so shameless!"

“That was just now, and now is now,” Cang Yuan laughed. “My greatest strength is that I admit my mistakes and correct them, then make the same mistake again, and correct it again…”

"Stop joking around," Yuanming interrupted him, his tone still calm. "I promise you."

Cang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he almost jumped up.

“But there are conditions,” Yuanming continued. “You must wait here until I have finished dealing with the affairs of Qianfo Temple before we settle things. During this time, you must not act without permission or harm anyone.”

"Senior brother! You absolutely mustn't!" Huiming cried out in a low voice, his face full of confusion and anxiety.

"This Cangyuan is cunning and treacherous. This is clearly just a delaying tactic. He never intended to convert!"

"Moreover, he is no match for Fellow Daoist Taiwei at all! As long as Fellow Daoist Taiwei makes a move, he can be taken down in an instant, without you even needing to lift a finger!"

“Junior brother.” Yuanming’s voice softened slightly, but carried an undeniable power: “Back then, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great vow: I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty; I will not attain Bodhi until all sentient beings are liberated.”

“Even if there is only the slightest possibility of salvation, we Buddhist disciples cannot give up easily.”

Moreover, the fact that he is willing to take refuge today shows that there is still a sliver of goodness left in his heart, so we should naturally open the door of convenience for him.

Huiming stared at him blankly for a long time before bowing respectfully and saying, "Yes, senior brother. This disciple has learned a lot."

Liu Qinghuan stood aside, secretly marveling at what she saw.

He thought to himself that Yuanming looked handsome, but in reality he was a ruthless character, worthy of being the leader of one of the five great halls of Qingming.

No wonder Taiming Realm has been able to stand firm among all the Taoist sects; it turns out it has been opening the door to convenience.

Nothing further went wrong.

All the demons that escaped the magic array, except for Cang Yuan, were killed.

The dungeon beneath Thousand Buddha Temple was mostly empty, which greatly reduced the pressure on the magic array that suppressed the demons.

Liu Qinghuan stayed at Qianfo Temple for about half a month.

During this time, he watched the monks work day and night to repair the damaged halls and ritual formations, and to recarve the Buddha statues;
Watching Yuanming handle the temple's complicated affairs every day, and still find time to meditate and chant sutras, he would occasionally play a few games of chess with him and chat about his experiences in the Three Realms.

The duel between Yuanming and Cangyuan took place as scheduled, and the outcome was a foregone conclusion.

To Liu Qinghuan's surprise, the primordial spirit of the enlightened monk was protected by the halo of the Arhat, which greatly reduced the power of the divine thought attack.

Cang Yuan suffered a crushing defeat in the end. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only kneel before the Buddha. Ren Yuanming shaved off all of Cang Yuan's black hair, revealing a shiny bald head.

Liu Qinghuan watched with great interest from the side, almost bursting out laughing.

I thought I could leave after watching this good show, but I was caught by Yuanming as soon as I finished packing my things. The two of them had a good talk before I was able to leave.

"Finally, we can set off!"

Fu Bao, carrying Hui Tian, ​​excitedly rushed into the Star Shuttle, yelling, "Master, which interface should we go to first?"

Liu Qinghuan took out the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror.

The long scroll floated in mid-air, the image rippling like water, revealing a vast and boundless universe, with countless stars twinkling and shimmering within it.

He stretched out his finger and gently touched one of the stars that emitted a faint blue light.

"Let's go here."