All Heavens: Start by guarding the light at night

Chapter 135 Wei Guangming’s mission sinkhole

As night falls, the sky seems like a huge screen, so distant and mysterious, like a future that people in the sinkhole cannot see clearly.

The stars dotting the mouth of the well blink, mercilessly mocking the people under the sinkhole.

Covered by cliffs on all sides, the sinkhole became extremely dark. Only some broken Buddhist temples reflecting faint light could be seen in the wilderness near the peak of the Hanging Temple.

On the plains of the mountain peaks, there are dense black spots moving slowly, like hard-working ants.

These people must be farmers who work hard in the fields during the day.

In addition to the Buddhist temples on the mountain peaks, there are many Buddhist temples that are not broken in this tiankeng and close to the mountain peaks.

The number of monks is beyond imagination. They are scattered in various places in the Tiankeng. There are at least hundreds of thousands of them.

Every monk is an accomplice of the Buddhist sect in enslaving these common people.

The saddest thing is that some of the monks were once serfs.

The farmers in the field gathered together and knelt on the ground.

Some monks were standing not far away with wooden sticks and whips, and they could faintly hear reprimands.

The Hanging Temple collapsed, and these monks still maintained their status as serfs.

There are 500 million people under the sinkhole.

Day after day, it provides the Xuankong Temple with the supreme power of faith.

It is not a simple matter to change the situation under the sinkhole and rescue these serfs.

Immigrate?After taking these serfs out of the sinkhole, where will their new settlement be and where will they go to find so much food to feed these people.

The Illuminati cultists had already sneaked into the sinkhole very early.

The uprising army formed in private has reached [-] people.

It is not easy to deal with the monks under the sinkhole. Those serfs have been brainwashed and will take up arms to resist.

In the eyes of these serfs, the Illuminati believers are messengers of Hades and demons.

Only those serfs who have truly listened to the teachings of light and benefited from it will obey the light.

Fortunately, the monks under the tiankeng also had factions. After losing the constraints of the Hanging Temple, they were not united and had constant conflicts of interest with each other.

The [-]-strong army led by the Illuminati gradually amplified the conflicts between these people.

Especially the day when Liu Bai raised his sword and broke through the air.

The army took advantage of the situation and occupied a quarter of the territory under the sinkhole, and it also had a tendency to expand.

The harder the place, the more rigid the hierarchy.

This is the Buddha's world, and besides suffering, there is still suffering.

The Buddhist sect's temple seems to be no different from the mountain of bones seen in the Demon sect's mountain gate.

The establishment of so many gorgeous temples in this dark underground place absorbed the marrow of countless serfs.

At the corner of the hot spring in the underground world, many impurities were washed to the shore by the current.

Arms chopped off with sharp weapons, bones left by vultures, crows' strange cries...

The Buddhist kingdom was destroyed, but these monks were still alive.

In the originally dark wilderness, a bonfire was emitting light.

Tents and blankets were scattered.

The ant-like serfs scattered in all directions. After a day's work, they could finally rest.

A gathering of wealthy people was being held near a dense group of tents.

The fire was emitting light. Lying on the lounge chair next to it was a noble man who was as fat as a fat pig. His whole body was like a ball, with a protruding belly and a wide waist. Various gem necklaces were hung on his body. Against the background of the fire, sparkling with light.

The noble man held a wine glass made of skulls inlaid with silver. Two beautiful girls beside him were rubbing his shoulders, and his muddy feet stepped on a girl's naked chest.

In the cold wind, beside the fire, beauties in sparse clothes danced gracefully.

This is the world of the rich, which is really unreasonable. Even under the dark sinkhole, they still enjoy the supreme experience in the world.

No, not even Tang Wang Li Zhongyi had such an experience.

The fat rich man's face suddenly changed, he looked at the person at his feet and said coldly:
"Don't move. If I feel uncomfortable, your mother's life, your father's life, and your brother's life will all be destroyed in your hands!"

The wind blows, the grass moves.

The wealthy businessman showed a look of enjoyment on his face.

In this sinkhole, no matter which tribe they belong to, the nobles are always followed by a group of men with whips and scimitars.

In addition to whipping cattle and sheep, leather whips could also be used to whip serfs.

The sharp scimitar was sometimes used to cut mutton and beef, and sometimes it was used to stab the chests of serfs.

Blood and wine are mixed, the nobles are kind-hearted when they are happy, and the nobles are cold-eyed when they are angry, killing people invisible.

The cowardly and incompetent serfs could only kowtow to the temple in the mountains over and over again.

"Serfs also want to stand up? What a fantasy. The descendants of sinners will always be sinners. You dog slaves will never stand up in your lifetime."

"Do you think those apostles of Pluto who call themselves Illuminati cultists will save you? Don't think about it. It's just going from one hell to the next. The crows in the world are all black, and your ending will always be the same."

The monks enjoyed a higher status than the nobles. When facing the monks, the serfs needed to show extreme respect. The serfs even willingly gave their most chaste daughters to the monks and looked happy.

This is a deformed world. The monks just put their hands on the heads of the serfs, and the serfs felt extremely honored and seemed to have received the highest reward.

"Great Priest of Light, I can't bear it anymore."

Liu Bai clenched his fists tightly, and the excitement in his heart rushed straight to his forehead like a torrent, which made him unable to distinguish between east, west and north. His scarlet eyes stared at the people in that area. The sword hanging beside him could not be seen. It was shaking, and a very strong wave faintly emitted from it.

The scene in front of him made Liu Bai feel heartache, like knives, whips and swords, gouging out his heart, beating his lungs, stabbing his liver, making his internal organs restless.

"If you don't draw your sword now, how will you wait?"

Wei Guangming felt equally uncomfortable. It was like a huge piece of ice was stuck in his heart. No matter how hard he pushed it, it would not melt. This sense of oppression made him breathless.

Under the sinkhole, the people are no better than pigs and dogs. The Buddhist sect uses the extreme emotions of mortals to maximize the Buddha's faith.

Five million almost branded serfs, their beliefs are many times greater than those of the outside world.

These mortals do not know that the culprit responsible for their misery is the Buddha.

The ugly and tragic side of the human world is vividly displayed in the sinkhole.

Wei Guangming has come into contact with many mortals, who, like practitioners, have their own aspirations and hopes. They are also living people.

The Buddha preached compassion and saved all sentient beings.

But it created such a hell.

How can such an extremely unstable social structure be maintained for so many years?
In such a miserable environment, some serfs even laughed while enjoying themselves.

Liu Bai's sword is very fast.

In just a moment, the rich man's head fell to the ground, followed by other rich people and monks.

When the strong men saw that the rich man was dead, they all took out their scimitars and put on a desperate posture.

Liu Bai stood messy in the wind, his clothes stained with a lot of mortal blood. He had killed many people, all of whom were practitioners. He was the number one killer of mortals who had no power to bind a chicken, but his heart was very happy.

The strong man rushed forward with a machete and died.

Another strong man rushed up and died again.

The remaining strong men scattered and fled.

The singer, dancer, and maid were all in a mess, hiding in the corner of a tent.

The humiliated serfs were lying on the ground, trembling, and some even fainted from fear.

"Master, spare my life."

People were lying on the ground trembling, looking at the tragic scene. Even the human swordsman Liu Bai didn't know what to say.

At this time, an old man pulled a thin girl forward and knelt in front of Liu Bai.

"Master, have mercy on me. This is my daughter. I have always raised her in my boudoir and has never been touched by anyone. I have come here to dedicate it to my master. I also ask my master to spare my life."

When a woman saw this scene, she knelt on the ground with all her strength and moved forward. She moved in front of the old man and said to Liu Bai:
"Master, my daughter is too young, please let me serve you."

"Are you crazy? What are you doing!"

The old man blocked the woman behind him, as if he had remembered something. At a certain moment, a trace of sternness appeared on his face.

In fact, the old man is not an old man. He only looks old because of long-term malnutrition, but his actual age is only in his 30s.

"No, she is my daughter." The woman protected the little girl behind her.

The old man pushed the woman away with force and roared: "You are really a bitch, don't make trouble, are you worthy of following the guru to enjoy the blessings?"

It looked like he was pushing the woman very hard, but in fact he was protecting her behind him, fearing that Liu Bai would be angry and kill the woman with his sword.

When she heard the word "enjoy," the woman's pupils shrank, and she seemed to understand the meaning of the old man's words, but she still couldn't help but said:

"If my daughter is given to the living Buddha, she can come back and we can see her. If she is given to the master..."

The old man covered the woman's mouth to stop her from talking nonsense. At the same time, he used his eyes to signal his daughter to express herself.

"Uncle, I'm very good-looking. I eat little and can still work."

Not disobeying her father's wishes, the girl ran not far away and picked up a wine flask, poured the wine on her face and started washing it. After a while, she revealed a delicate face.

Liu Bai stared at the old man, he already had murderous intention.

The old man was not afraid of Liu Bai's murderous intention. He smiled and flattered her and said, "Master, my daughter is very smart and easy to take care of. I really won't suffer any loss if I take her in."

When the little girl saw Liu Bai covered in blood and a fierce look on his face, she stood up and stopped in front of the old man. She looked timid and even took off her clothes, trying to seduce Liu Bai. "I can really do anything, Master. As long as you spare them, I can do whatever you want me to do with you."

Liu Bai's mental power trembled slightly in his hands, but the little girl's clothes did not fall off. He stared at the old man with a cold expression and said:
"I don't need your reward. I just think those bald guys are really annoying."

The flattering smile on the old man's face was even bigger. He had known how to look at people's faces since he was a child. He knew very well what kind of master was a good person, what kind of master had a human face and a beast's heart, and what kind of master had a sharp mouth and a soft heart.

The first time they saw Liu Bai, everyone thought Liu Bai was evil, but he felt that Liu Bai was a kind person.

The idea of ​​giving his daughter away seemed to everyone like selling his daughter for glory, but he didn't think so in his heart.

Just like before, he cruelly gave his daughter to the young monk. The young monk was very kind. He was definitely much better than those rich men. His daughter would not suffer.

The monk died and his daughter was free again, which also represented lack of freedom. Living in a world like the sinkhole, slaves like them would never be able to make their daughter live a better life.

Even if Tiankeng will be completely liberated, it will only be ten years or even longer. If you want to change your daughter's status quo and transcend classes in a short period of time, you must do something crazy.

In this world of tiankeng where there is no choice, it is a good way out to give your daughter to a mysterious practitioner guru like Liu Bai.

"The master is kind and giving my little girl to the master is a small gesture from a small person."

The woman on the side knelt down and begged for mercy: "Yes, Master, my little girl is very clever. Following the Master will definitely help a lot. She knows everything. You can make her do anything, even if it means letting her die." , she will not hesitate."

The little girl couldn't take off her clothes, so she could only stand in the cold wind, trying her best to put on what she thought was the most beautiful smile, but in fact it was more embarrassing than crying.

Looking at this scene, Liu Bai didn't know what to say.

In the wind, blood splashed on the little girl's face.

The girl seemed to remember something, sang a song, and danced to the song.

"You should take care of yourself. It's not easy to survive in a place like this."

"Also, you don't have to be too desperate, someone will come to save you."

Liu Bai turned around and left. He understood what the old man meant. The girl was indeed very cute, and her body was very tough. She was a young girl who practiced swordsmanship. Although the Qi Sea and Snow Mountains were not accessible, the Demon Sect's technique had no requirements for the Qi Sea and Snow Mountains. , but he didn’t want to take away the daughter who belonged to the couple.

"Master, I have served many people in my life, monks, rich people, and even the Buddha who walked down the mountain. I know that you have compassion. I know what you are worried about. This worry will disappear immediately. "

The woman's eyes were confused, just when she didn't understand what her husband was going to do.

The old man stabbed her stomach with a machete. The woman's eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth and remained on the old man's shoulder. .

The old man said something in the woman's ear. The woman understood. A smile appeared on her face and she said softly: "Basang, I want to eat crescent cakes."

"Don't worry, old lady, just close your eyes and you will have everything when you wake up, including moon cakes, milk wine, roast chicken, leg of lamb..."

"Yeah." The woman closed her eyes with a smile.

"Mom!" the little girl cried loudly. She didn't understand why her father wanted to kill her mother.

Before Liu Bai could fly with his sword, he heard the cries behind him and the smell of blood in the wind. His brows furrowed as he encountered the most difficult problem since he began to practice Taoism.

"Master, as parents, my mother-in-law and I don't want to drag my daughter down, so we ask the master to accept my daughter."

Before the little girl could get over the grief of her mother's death, she saw her father stabbing her abdomen with a knife.

"Yi Zi, listen to me. Your mother and I will take the first step. From now on, you will no longer be our daughter. From now on, you will follow the guru. He will be your only relative. The guru is your heaven. Your faith, no matter what the superior, Whatever the master asks you to do, even if he asks you to die, don't hesitate."

The old man said, pushing the little girl named Ye Zi away.

The way Ye Zi looked at her father, the sadness in her eyes could not be concealed, and a trace of stubbornness kept her standing there.
"I understand, dad. I will be obedient and follow my master. I can do anything."

"I'm not your father, go away, get out of here!" The old man endured the pain and roared.

The serfs kneeling on the ground looked at this scene in confusion.

Basang is a slave who is favored by the rich. He looks very thin, but he is very popular with the lords and monks.

Not every slave deserves to have a name. The name Basang is the pride and shame of the old man.

The old man did not pull out his machete, but held on to his injuries, picked up the woman's body, and ran towards the fire not far away.

"I really regret coming to this world. If there is an afterlife, I would rather be a pig or a sheep than a human being."

Liu Bai continued to walk forward, but he could already see everything behind him clearly, and even he couldn't help but shed a tear.

Basang is not actually old. He is only in his thirties and in his prime. He looks thin, but he is actually very strong.

He used his body as bait to invite Liu Bai into the chess game.

Liu Bai was young and he came here to kill all the rich and monks. Basang guessed that Liu Bai was a very strong guru with a profound background.

Basang guessed that Liu Bai was a kind person. Before anyone could react, he knelt on the ground and sent his daughter away, showing a flattering gesture.

At the same time, Basang tested Liu Bai again. He wanted to see what kind of person Liu Bai was.

Basang was gambling with his life, and Liu Bai's face showed an angry look, which made Basang understand that he was right. Liu Bai didn't care about her daughter, but wanted to kill him, a bad guy who sold his daughter for glory.

There is no doubt about Liu Bai's hatred for evil people. The woman's performance of protecting her daughter during the journey also allowed Basang to see the compassion in Liu Bai's eyes.

When Basang got the answer, he asked his daughter to show herself, wash her face and dance.

In Basang's world, if you want to live well, you must know how to obey and watch your actions.

Liu Bai is the best destination for her daughter.

Under the sinkhole, nothing could compare to following someone like Liu Bai.

In fact he guessed right.

Liu Bai wanted to leave, but he was at his wits end, so he had to use the last resort, killing the woman and himself, making his daughter truly an orphan and leaving Liu Bai no choice.

He was smart and he succeeded.

A person like Basang who knows how to observe words and emotions, if he were in the outside world, would definitely be a housekeeper for the rich, or an accountant in a store, living in the upper class, but it is a pity that he was born in a sinkhole.

Even if he enters the Hall of Light, he can become a believer. Even if he doesn't understand the light doctrine, he can still get a good position.

Liu Bai had two corpses tied to his feet.

He could only move forward slowly, with the little girl named Ye Zi following behind.

Many slaves also followed, getting up from the ground and following carefully not far away.

Liu Bai walked for a long time, and he saw a beam of light.

Wei Guangming stood on top of a tent, exuding a holy light.

"Do your best, listen to destiny, have a clear conscience, don't be confused by emotions, go with the flow, be content with the situation, know your mistakes and correct them, know when you are lost, be attentive to people who like you, forget about people who don't like you, this is the life ,Very good."

The serfs did not understand the Buddhist scriptures, and they were just in a state of ignorance when they heard it.

But the serfs looked forward to the rest of the story.

Yes, Wei Guangming stood on the top of the tent and told stories.

There is a Buddha in the world named the Buddha of Light, whose name is Guangming.

Guangming Buddha is a great good man who preaches good Dharma, preaches to the world, improves people's livelihood, and understands the people's sentiments.The Buddha of Light pays attention to the suffering of all mortals in the world, and he spends his whole life helping the world.Guangming Buddha has disciples, called Guangming believers, who preach to the world and save the world and the people.

There were tens of thousands of people in the empty square, and they were all listening.

Wei Guangming's voice reached everyone's ears.

People understand that there is a great and good Buddha like Guangming Buddha in the world.

Some monks, after hearing the Buddhist teachings, nodded in agreement, because it is indeed written in the Buddhist scriptures to save all living beings.

Wei Guangming has not read many Buddhist scriptures, but he has already reached the five realms and has read the heavenly book. The principles and stories he tells are deeply rooted in people's hearts and contain deep Buddhist meanings.

He could even feel the faith exuding from these people.

Feeling that these people were more and more convinced of him, he began to talk about the precepts of Buddhism.

The Buddha has five precepts: do not kill, do not steal, do not engage in sexual misconduct, do not lie, and do not drink alcohol.

The monks frowned.

The Buddhist sect naturally has precepts, but they never abide by them. Even the big shots who came down from the Xuankong Temple did not abide by them. What did the Bright Buddha want to say when he mentioned this matter.

In shock, Wei Guangming announced something. We, the Buddha, are merciful. All the monks who violated the precepts were expelled from the Buddhist sect and were no longer disciples of the Buddhist sect.

Wei Guangming stood up, selected some serfs and strong men, and announced that they could join the Buddhist sect and become followers of Guangming without being shaved.

These people are very excited. Becoming a follower of Buddhism is a class leap.

Another advantage is that the bright believers are lay disciples and not formal monks, which does not affect the inheritance of the family line.

The first thing these Illuminati believers do is to punish those greedy people.

Killers, adulterers, lies, and those who have committed crimes must be arrested, executed, or imprisoned.

For a time, the monks and the rich were in chaos.

The monks and wealthy people under the sinkhole broke many precepts, so they were hit hardest.

A young man who looked smarter was given a wooden staff by Wei Guangming, which contained a breath of light. The entire wooden staff looked very sacred.

The young man was named the Secretary of Light.

The young man came out, looking like he had been enlightened by the gods.

"The light is immortal, the immortals and Buddhas will remain forever."

Liu Bai looked at it from a distance and felt that the young man looked familiar. He seemed to have seen this young man before. He had reported news to Wei Guangming.

Look carefully, this young man is from Guangming Palace.

Liu Bai naturally would not kneel down, but those who were originally following him all knelt down.

They don't understand why they shout that the light will never die and the immortals and Buddhas will exist forever.

However, everyone shouted very loudly.

(End of this chapter)