I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 327: Li Yingtai becomes a monk at the White Horse Temple; the future Buddha appears

Monk?

Li Yingtai actually became a monk.

Jin Chan was stunned for a moment, then he remembered what Li Yingtai said that day.

"White Horse Temple?"

Jin Chan still remembers the place where he and Tang Qianyan obtained the emperor's seal for the first time when he left Chang'an.

"Aunt, if you are willing, I will take you to Xianyang, together with Yingtai, Shiwu, Yueliang and others."

After thinking for a moment, Jin Chan asked Wu Li.

"Xianyang... Forget it. I am already middle-aged and can't stand the trouble anymore. Chang'an is fine. Besides, it's time to tidy up this house. Otherwise, Yingtai will nag me again when he comes back."

"By the way, today is the first day of the first lunar month. Young Master, you should go and spend time with Fifteen and Yueyue. These two little guys miss you."

Wu Li smiled and shook her head slightly.

Although there was a hint of self-mockery in his words, his eyes had already regained their former brightness.

Having said that, Jin Chan stopped trying to persuade him.

Return to the courtyard.

"Come on, Daddy will take you to visit Chang'an."

Jin Chan shouted, then picked up the two little guys and went out.

When he came to the street, Jin Chan first bought two big red lanterns, and then went to eat spring plates, fake flower fruits, rubbery dumplings and other Tang Dynasty-specific delicacies.

After playing for a long time, they returned to the yard, set up bamboo poles and whirled flags.

Until the two little guys fell into a deep sleep.

Jin Chancai rode on the white dragon horse and headed to the White Horse Temple according to the direction he remembered.

"Boy, did you remember the wrong place?"

I have circled the neighborhood no less than eighty times.

Bai Longju blew out two puffs of white gas from his nostrils and yelled at Jin Chan in dissatisfaction.

"It should be here, but it seems a little different. Let's go down and take a look first."

Jin Chan tapped the horse's head with the back of his hand and looked down with narrowed eyes.

As the white dragon colt landed.

Jin Chan looked around and found that the soil here seemed to have been renovated, and the plants and environment were completely different from what he remembered.

It's like a place that has never been here.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

With a cold shout, Jin Chan stretched out two fingers, pointed at the sky, and directly used the Nine Thunders Taixiao.

Instantly.

The inky night was dispersed by the Buddhist gate composed of golden thunder.

"Future, you come out."

Eyes as cold as a sharp blade stared straight at the empty land in the distance.

At this moment, Jin Chan had no murderous intent in his heart.

Although it is still unclear why Li Yingtai chose to become a monk in the White Horse Temple, it is conceivable that all this must be related to the "Future Buddha".

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Jin Chan muttered three times in silence, and then spoke to himself: "Since you don't show up, I will destroy this White Horse Temple."

Say it.

He pointed his two fingers downwards and saw the thundering Buddha gate above his head, overwhelming the sea of ​​clouds and falling straight from the sky.

Although there was nothing ahead, Jin Chan could be sure that the White Horse Temple was nearby.

"Amitabha, why do you need to do this, donor?"

The ground suddenly shook slightly.

All I saw were ancient, broken bricks and tiles covered in green mud breaking out of the ground.

They were piled up to form a temple wall.

Followed by.

The howling wind blew away the white mist.

A rotten plaque with the three large characters "White Horse Temple" engraved on it appeared in the middle of the top of the temple gate.

The sound of the bell ringing "dong, dong, dong" and the sound of the door opening "creaking" rang out at the same time.

"Fat Buddha, is it really you?"

Before Jin Chan could speak, Bai Longju next to him exclaimed.

A big-bellied monk in tattered grey clothes came out from the gate panting.

His head was very round, very smooth and shiny, with no neck, and only three layers of fat piled on his chin.

Although the skin was not sure whether it was soaked with sweat or oil, it was extremely white, tender and delicate, just like a newborn baby.

Two big earlobes dragged on the ground.

Although his stomach was swollen, the skin on it was transparent, and you could see the wriggling internal organs and the leftovers that filled his stomach.

And his chubby hands seemed unable to hold the rosary tightly, so he could only hang it on his elbows, where the fat wrapped it to prevent it from falling.

Not only are its legs short, but its feet are also unusually large and it has no ankles. Even the baby elephant's hooves are slightly inferior to its size.

"Little pony, come here quickly, come closer so that I can see if you have become shorter."

Maybe it’s because there is too much flesh on his face, squeezing his eyes together, so when this future Buddha said this, people always felt that he was smiling.

"Get lost, fat bastard."

The dignified fairy horse was called a foal. The White Dragon Colt instantly became furious and spewed out two white pillars of fire directly from its nostrils, shooting towards the direction of the Future Buddha.

"It's so hot, it's burning me to death, little pony, what are you doing?"

Burned by the white flames, the Future Buddha lay on the ground in pain and wanted to roll over.

But because he was too fat, no matter how he twisted his body, his fat could only flap against the ground. He could not turn over and put out the flames.

Gradually.

Crackling oil stains emerged from the body of the Future Buddha, and wisps of burnt smoke drifted around.

“Is he really the future Buddha?”

Jin Chan turned his head and asked, his eyes full of confusion. How could the guy in front of him who was dead "now" and would take power in the "future" and was a ruthless character who could kill half of the Bodhisattvas in Buddhism be the guy in front of him?

"Donor, donor, please take care of this beast. Damn it, it's scalding me to death!"

After exerting all his strength, the Future Buddha lying on the ground finally raised his head two inches.

"Stop it first!"

Jin Chan clapped his eyes and glanced at Bai Longju on the side.

As the flames died down, the Future Buddha, whose fat had melted by a small amount, stood up again with difficulty, supporting his red body.

"Amitabha, the donor is indeed a good person, unlike that guy who likes to fight at every turn and this pony, who is so vulgar!"

"Would you be interested in coming to my Buddhist temple someday and becoming a Bodhisattva for fun?"

As the Future Buddha spoke, he tore off the burnt flesh on his body, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach.

The flesh and skin went into his stomach, and the Future Buddha returned to his previous fat body. "Where is the Yingtai?"

Although it was unclear what this Future Buddha was up to, Jin Chan knew that this guy must be deliberately showing weakness and hiding his incompetence.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please put away this knife first. I feel really uneasy when I see it!"

The Future Buddha stretched out his chubby fingers and carefully pushed aside the fish-belly sword that was pointing at his head.

"Boy, this fat guy didn't hide his weakness. This is indeed his future body. Back in Jiufang Palace, he liked to show himself like this and was beaten by the boss many times."

Seeing Jin Chan's confusion, Bai Longju simply started to explain.

"Fatty, hand over this kid's wife quickly, or you will definitely not be able to keep her in the White Horse Temple."

"What you said is not right. My White Horse Temple is not the Leiyin Temple of the 'current' bald man. How could they force good people to become monks?"

Perhaps it was too tiring to talk while standing, so the Future Buddha simply sat down on the ground.

"The Heavenly Palace will take you there. The Nine-Directions Heavenly Palace will descend upon the Central Wasteland once again. If Donor Li does not stop 'now', the Central Wasteland will be cleansed once again. By then, the cows, horses, pigs, and dogs will be given intelligence and become new 'mortals', and you will once again become food in the trough."

Wei Lai put his hands together, wound up the rosary, and began to recite scriptures on the spot.

"What it means to be a human being is not something you can decide."

Done.

Jin Bianchan stepped past the Future Buddha and walked straight inside without looking back.

"Donor Li has already become my Buddhist disciple. Even if you meet her, she will not go with you."

Looking towards the horizon, Mirai whispered.

"Fatty, if you want to do something, just do it. Stop nagging me. If you don't agree, let's fight first."

The white dragon colt puffed up flames and pawed the ground with its two front hooves.

"Amitabha, I can't beat you. Besides, I never said from the beginning to the end that I would not let you in!"

The Future Buddha rolled his eyes at Bai Longju and continued chanting.

After crossing the threshold, Jin Chan continued to walk inside.

But before he had taken a few steps, a dark yellow figure appeared in the white mist inside the White Horse Temple.

"Jin Chan, go back!"

The sky was just getting light, and the chill of winter had not yet been driven away by the rising light of dawn.

Li Yingtai, wearing a dark yellow monk's robe and holding Buddhist beads in his hands, walked slowly towards them.

Although he had entered Buddhism, he had not been ordained.

Her jet-black hair was simply tied behind her head.

A few scattered strands of hair were gently lifted by the breeze.

When Li Yingtai approached, Jin Chan could clearly see her slightly drooping eyelids and the flat corners of her mouth.

It has only been half a year since we last met, but the Li Yingtai who used to laugh, get angry, play around, and dare to love and hate in the world, has become as calm as water between his eyebrows, without any trace of love, hate, anger or ignorance from the past.

"Come with me."

Jin Chan knew that it was pointless to say more at this moment, so he grabbed Li Yingtai's slender wrist, turned around and walked out of the White Horse Temple.

But just after taking a step, Jin Chan frowned instantly. He felt that what he was holding was not Li Yingtai, but a majestic and huge sacred mountain.

"Jin Chan, go back!"

Li Yingtai put his hands together, and his body was filled with layers of Buddhist mist, as clear as glass.

Even behind his head appeared a colorful halo that only the "past", "present", "future" and "Golden Cicada of Buddhism", the superior Buddhas, were qualified to possess.

However, the sharp-eyed Jin Chan still discovered that under Li Yingtai's seemingly dignified appearance, his body could not help but tremble slightly.

"Yingtai, believe me, I can do it. You don't need to do this."

Jin Chan hugged the woman in front of him into his arms and spoke softly.

"Fatty, what are you looking at? Be careful of getting sores in your eyes!"

the other side.

The white dragon horse kicked the future Buddha, who was watching with a silly smile and great interest, out of the White Horse Temple.

"You little colt, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and your temper has gotten a lot worse."

Anyway, the fat is thick enough, so I won’t feel any pain in the future.

"Fatty, let me ask you, how is my boss now?"

It has been so long since I met the Future Buddha that I can’t remember clearly, but Bai Longju had a good impression of this bald fat man.

After all, when they followed the Buddhist Golden Cicada to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, this fat man often spoke well of them in front of the "present Buddha".

"What else can I do? He used flesh as the door and bones as the lock. He sealed the Jiufang Heavenly Palace all by himself. His final fate was nothing more than being skinned and made into a table of blissful dinner. But that guy has a bad temper. He refused to admit defeat even when the three supreme beings attacked him. Over the years, at least two or three hundred immortals have died at his hands. Jiulong Island and the heavens have almost been slaughtered by him. You have no idea how angry those three guys were."

The future is still sitting on the ground, raising his neck which is full of fat and as thick as his head, and looking towards the sky.

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Bai Longju lowered his horse face as if thinking about something. After a long silence, he continued to ask, "You are the last Buddha in this Saha world. Sooner or later, Buddhism will belong to you, a fat man. What exactly do you want to do?"

"Haha, I am the future, I do what the future wants me to do."

The Future Buddha did not say it explicitly, but Bai Longju knew that the fat man beside him was the only one in the entire Buddhist community that his boss could not figure out.

At this time, inside the White Horse Temple, the entrance was about a few dozen meters inside.

When Li Yingtai's pretense of calmness was seen through by Jin Chan, he stopped pretending and simply spoke out all his true thoughts.

"Jin Chan, I am the only one who can stop the Buddhist sect, stop the current Buddha. For you, for the fifteenth and for the moon, I must stay even if I die, and..."

Li Yingtai put his face against Jin Chan's chest, paused, and continued.

"And I can't leave here anymore, until the day when the Heavenly Palace is opened and the Nine-Directions Heavenly Palace appears in the world."

After Li Yingtai finished speaking, she waved her sleeves, and one step behind her, an ancient Bodhi tree suddenly rose from the ground, with thousands of intricate vines firmly locking its limbs and neck.

"It's just a broken tree. Watch me chop it down."

Jin Chan narrowed his eyes into a straight line, then pulled out the fish belly, used thunder magic and chopped it up.

However, the hardness of this soft vine was far beyond that of gold and stone. Even the Fish Belly Sword that could break through everything was unable to hurt it at all.

Even if it was hit by the Ten Thunder Tai Chi, only a few wisps of white smoke emerged.

"Amitabha, don't waste your energy, benefactor. Even if you come now, you can't hurt the Bodhi tree in the slightest."

At the main entrance of White Horse Temple.

The Future Buddha put his hands together and walked towards the inside with his strong legs as he spoke.

"Let her go."

Jin Chan said in a cold voice.

"Donor, you are too obsessed. This is Miss Li's own choice. If the heart shackles are not broken, the Bodhi will not be destroyed. Only by comprehending the future Buddhist teachings can you achieve Nirvana and control the future."

At this moment, a round of colorful light also rose behind the head of the Future Buddha, and the whole person had an indescribable sense of mystery and solemnity.

"Jiufang Tiangong, I have my own way to solve it. There is no need for Yingtai to sacrifice himself."

Jin Chan's words were not bragging, but were indeed based on confidence.

It’s just that this confidence has not been built up yet and it will take a long time to prepare.

"Sacrifice? What do you mean by that? Miss Li is just meditating on Buddhism under the Bodhi tree. How can there be any sacrifice?"

The Future Buddha stretched his head forward, first glanced at Jin Chan, then turned and looked at Li Yingtai.

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