Knife splashing

Chapter 480 Ksitigarbha Cemetery

Sharifei was not at all surprised by the emergence of Maitreya Sect.

If the ghost cult arose from longevity and greed,

Then Maitreyaism was born out of injustice.

The philosophy of this sect is rooted in the Pure Land Sect, and originally it only represented the poor people's yearning for the Pure Land world.

It represents a glimmer of hope in the dark earth.

At the beginning, there were many supporters from the imperial court to the people, and even some famous people of the time joined in.

But no matter how beautiful false hope is, it is ultimately vain.

When hope is lost, rebellion ensues.

And this power will also be used by people.

This is what Maitreya Buddhism is all about.

No matter how many common people join, once underworld forces, unorthodox sects, or even ambitious people join in, it becomes a tool for amassing wealth and power.

But at the same time, as long as there is injustice in the world.

Maitreya Buddhism has the soil to exist.

So it is not surprising that it exists in Sichuan and Shu.

What made Sharifei curious was, from what these people said, did the monks know the tomb of the "Nine Heavens Buddha"?

He couldn't help but take a sneak peek.

These old monks didn't seem to be afraid at all. They still sat cross-legged in meditation, not even bothering to lift their eyelids.

"Please go back, all donors..."

The old monk in the middle said calmly, "Let the past grievances remain silent. There will be a disaster in the future. We will not tell anyone about it."

The fat man who was the leader of the Maitreya sect was now full of impatience, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

The old monk replied calmly: "Greed brings worry, greed brings fear. If you have no greed, what worries and fears do you have?"

"it is good!"

The fat man who looked like a wealthy businessman shouted:

"Then I'll grant you your wish!"

After saying that, he waved his hand vigorously.

At the command, the Maitreya believers scattered everywhere immediately drew their bows and arrows and set fire to the oilcloth wrapped around the arrows.

Sharifei pretended to be panicked, "Masters, please think of a solution quickly, or we will all die here!"

Unfortunately, the monks just closed their eyes.

It seems like he is ready to die.

"Ouch~"

Sharifei slapped his forehead, looking helpless.

When faced with these old monks who were not easily persuaded and were not afraid of even death, he really had no temper at all.

"San'er, let's do it!"

Sharifei's eyes flashed with ferocity and he raised the magic fire gun.

And Lu San had already jumped out of the gate of the dilapidated temple, holding the bone flower in his right hand, while he made a gesture with his left hand and blew a loud whistle.

The enemy is attacking with fire, so it is obviously not possible to stay in the temple.

Therefore, Lu San chose to rush forward at the first moment.

"Kill this boy!"

The fat businessman who was in the lead shouted angrily.

The reason they set out early was also because of Sharifei and the other two. They were unsure of their whereabouts and thought they were out to steal their money.

Now that things have come to this, no matter who it is, kill him first.

Immediately, three people turned their arrows around.

shhhhhh!
Three rockets came whizzing in, leaving brilliant traces in the sky.

Lu San did not dodge or evade, and did not even blink. He used the bone in his hand to block left and right, and deflected all the rockets.

Even the speed did not slow down at all.

"He's a tough guy, be careful!"

When the fat businessman saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He was not a sorcerer, but he was a master of dark energy. He immediately tore off his sleeves, rubbed his hands together, and his palms turned red.

It turned out that he was practicing Cinnabar Palm.

The Taoist priest next to him drew out a peach wood sword and a soul-calming bell, and waved the sword and rang the bell, muttering something.

Suddenly, a strong cold wind blew around.

Several white shadows danced in the wind, their faces were pale, and paper shrouds rustled. They were the paper puppets that had been peeping before.

This place was suppressed by the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and their supernatural powers were ineffective, so they didn't even realize that Lu San was a sorcerer.

Seeing the rockets being blown away, someone else drew his bow and drew his arrow.

boom!
At this moment, Sharifei suddenly fired.

Inside the ruined temple, smoke was everywhere and dust was falling.

The person Sharifei was aiming at was the fat leader.

Because the distance was far, and the fat man was also an expert with amazing intuition, he instinctively dodged to the side.

But even so, he was tricked.

He let out a scream, and his right shoulder and arm exploded into bloody foam.

"Big brother!"

When the people nearby saw this, their eyes suddenly became bloodshot. Some people waved their swords to stop Lu San from rushing over, while others dragged the fat man back.

But at this moment, Lu San rushed to the front.

His boxing and kicking skills are second only to Li Yan and Wu Ba in the team. He is proficient in pictographic boxing and chain flying needles, not to mention various magic tricks and the assistance of spirit beasts.

But faced with these small characters, I'm too lazy to use them.

He shook the bone in his hand, and hung, smashed, covered and pounded the minions one by one. The minions who rushed over either had their skulls smashed or their sternums collapsed.

Since obtaining the bone flower, Lu San has put a lot of effort into it.

The weapon Guduo originated from the ancient "stick head". It was called "Shu" in the Yin and Zhou dynasties, used as a punishment stick in the Tang Dynasty, and began to be used as a ceremonial weapon after the Song Dynasty, commonly known as "Golden Melon".

Today, fewer and fewer people use it.

"It's a new type of firearm, hurry up!"

Seeing how ferocious Lu San was, a big monk with a dangerous face finally became anxious. He turned around and ran away without even caring about his companions.

"what--!"

The fat leader who looked like a wealthy man was actually a man. With a sharp roar, he broke free from the others and forced himself to exert his strength. His left hand turned red and he slapped Lu San with it.

Before the palm arrived, the feeling of heat had already hit me.

Cinnabar Palm is one of the soft internal strengthening Yin hand, also known as Plum Blossom Palm and Red Sand Palm. It is hard to verify when it originated, but it is widely spread in the martial arts world.

This palm technique is fierce, and its force can directly reach the internal organs. A few days later, a cinnabar-colored handprint will appear on the place where the person is hit, and the person who is hit will die.

When using ordinary cinnabar palm, dark red spots will appear on the palm, which resemble the traditional Chinese medicine cinnabar, hence the name.

The fat man's palm was completely blood red, which showed that he had profound skills, and he was using the Siming Fist which was good at both offense and defense.

He is definitely not an unknown person in the world.

Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and in great pain. Although his moves seemed fierce, they were actually full of loopholes.

Lu San approached with the speed of a monkey, but suddenly twisted his body like a snake, dodged the cinnabar palm and went around the fat man sideways.

At the same time, he used the Overlord Back Sword, and without even looking, he smashed the bone backwards.

Click!

The back of the fat man's head collapsed and he fell to the ground, dead.

At the same time, accompanied by rustling sounds, poisonous snakes and scorpions crawled out from the darkness.

There were constant screams and people were dodging frantically.

They knew they had run into a ruthless person and just wanted to escape.

But Sharifei had also rushed out.

He was of average age and aptitude. After being forcibly guided by Li Yan and stepping into the dark energy, his progress was extremely slow, but his Guanzhong fast sword became more and more ferocious.

But I saw the flashing of swords and the swaying of torches.

After a while, the surroundings became quiet. As for the paper puppets, they were lured by the little white fox Chuqi hiding in the dark and torn to pieces.

Lu San shook the bone flower, patted the gourd on his waist, and said in a muffled voice: "Hurry up, don't always let us take action."

They had previously taken the Yu family father and son to look for treasures, and found a poisonous beehive, which was a treasure from heaven and earth, and they fed it all to the demon gourd.

Together with the poisonous insects it had swallowed before, the demon gourd finally reached its limit, just like building a building, and gave birth to poisonous bees in its body.

Unfortunately, it has not been successful yet.

If they had the magic gourd, they wouldn't even have to take action to deal with these people.

Sharifei looked around and found a survivor, who was the monk who had abandoned his companions and escaped.

This guy has a fierce look on his face and lustful eyes. He is not a Buddhist disciple at all. He is just using the identity of a monk as a cover.

This man was unlucky. He was bitten by poisonous snakes several times. Half of his body was swollen and his face was an abnormal blue-gray color.

"Talk about it."

Sharifei tapped his face with a knife and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

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"That's a neat statement. I'll give you a quick death."

The fake monk was poisoned by the snake and felt pain all over his body. There was a sound of phlegm in his throat. He said incoherently: "We...we must have been tricked by Guo Laosan and were lured here...hahaha..."

Before he could finish his words, his throat felt like something was blocking it, his face turned purple and blue, and he couldn't breathe.

Seeing how miserable he looked, Sharifei knew that his throat was swollen. He could not get any more information from him by asking any more questions, so he simply killed him with a knife.

"Who is Guo Laosan?"

"I don't know. Ask the monks."

The two looked at each other and turned back to the ruined temple.

The battle just now still has some impact.

Several rockets hit the wooden beams, but fortunately, the beams were rotten and quite damp, so although the rockets produced thick smoke, they did not cause a big fire.

Shalifai quickly put out the fire, and then looked at the monks and became furious.

I saw several old monks still sitting there, as if they were seeking death, and they did not even stand up to put out the fire.

"Everyone, if you really want to die, why don't you just hang yourself? Why make such a scene?" Sharifei couldn't help but curse.

An old monk said calmly, "Monks do not violate the precept of killing. Killing yourself is also killing. All people in the world are Bodhisattvas. Killing them recklessly is like staining yourself with Buddha's blood."

"Well, then, did we get splashed with Buddha's blood just now?"

Sharifei was completely speechless and waved his hands, saying, "Okay, okay, you guys can play however you want. I just want to ask, have you ever heard of the name Guo Laosan?"

"I heard."

The old monk in the lead said, "There is a branch of the treasure hunters called Tanyou. He is the leader of this branch in Shu and he often digs graves everywhere."

"They came here many years ago, killed several of our brothers, and broke into a pagoda of Indian monks."

After hesitating for a moment, he continued, "This person is also looking for the cemetery."

Sharifei was startled and asked quickly, "Why are they looking for the cemetery?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Lu Sanze frowned and asked, "Then may I ask the masters, where is the cemetery?"

The old monk was silent for a long time and then raised his head.

His eyes were white and covered with film, and he could no longer see clearly, but he seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, "It's right here, in your hearts."

"The old monk also said the same thing to Guo Laosan. The cemetery has never been a secret. Whether you can find it depends on your fate..."

Right here?!
Sha Lifei and Lu San looked at each other and thought of the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva outside at the same time.

This thing suppressed the magical power.
Could it be that this is also to cover up the cemetery?
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"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva..."

Li Yan looked at the secret letter in his hand, thoughtful.

This matter is indeed strange.

The two energies of Gang and Sha flow in the world. No matter what power it is, even the ghost soldiers of the underworld and the divine Gang of the Daluo Dharma Realm that he has seen are related to these two energies.

The same goes for the magical power of incense.

What really works is not the incense, but the power of people's hearts condensed in the incense, which generates the qi.

The power of human heart is extremely mysterious. Just like some evil things, they are caused by obsessions in life, or extreme love and hatred, which trigger evil spirits.

Therefore, only in those popular Taoist temples and monasteries do the secular gods have enough power to suppress the magical powers of the sorcerers.

The statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was built less than a hundred years ago. It is located in a deserted place and is worshipped by only a few old monks. It obviously does not have such power.

Then, there are only two possibilities.

One is that there is something hidden inside the Buddha statue.

Second, there is another force supporting from behind!
It is probably the "charnel ground"...

Thinking of this, Li Yan put down the secret letter and looked out the window.

There was a drizzle outside the window and the noise of traffic was constant.

This is Wufengxi Wharf near Longquanyi.

This place has been an important water and land port on the Tuojiang River since the Han Dynasty.

The Tuojiang River was an important port for the distribution of goods from all over Chengdu, with goods and documents from the imperial court flowing into and out of the city constantly.

There is a folk saying: "A sail on Wufeng Creek is loaded with half of Chengdu's salt; a paddle on Wufeng Creek is loaded with half of Chengdu's sugar."

He thought that everything was under control, but he didn't expect that Sharifei had made progress and he was stuck here.

Just then, a shout was heard outside.

"Young Master Li, please show yourself!"

Li Yan's face turned dark and he stood up and walked to the window.

But on the street below, there was drizzle like fog, and a young swordsman with dark skin, wearing a conical hat and a short robe, was shouting at the inn.

"Here we go again! Here we go again!"

The people on the street immediately became excited.

They stopped to look, regardless of the drizzle. The street was originally narrow, and now it was difficult for the mule and horse carts to pass, so it immediately became crowded.

Only outside the inn where Li Yan was staying, there was an open space.

"Fight quickly! Fight quickly!"

"I bet on three moves..."

"Three moves, I'll bet on one!"

The people were talking about it, their faces full of excitement.

Li Yan cursed inwardly, grabbed the melon seeds from the plate next to him, leaned against the window, cracked a few seeds, and spat out the melon seed shells.

He was too lazy to speak, and he did not hide his contempt at all.

That was the trouble he was in.

I don't know which bastard spread his past experiences so widely, which immediately caused a sensation in the underworld of Shu.

There's no way, his past is too horrific.

There is no need to talk about what happened in Shanzhou.

Several major events that occurred in Ezhou were also publicized.

He killed many masters of the Ghost Cult, causing this notorious sect to issue a killing order at night, but they were helpless against him...

In the Guishan Martial Arts Competition, he defeated all the heroes. Although he was not yet 20 years old, he was able to fight on equal terms with the well-known Xuanmen masters...

Some people even blamed him for the incident of slaying the dragon in Shennongjia.

Although it is true, outsiders don't know about it.

In short, he became famous.

He became the most popular figure in the Shu world.

But Li Yan knew that this was flattery.

It wasn't the Shu Palace's doing.

Another force appeared and was targeting him!

The first trouble is the endless stream of challengers.

Whether we can win or not is yet to be seen.

As long as you fight, you will have something to brag about in the future.

Purely a porcelain scam...

(End of this chapter)