I can't be a demon.

Chapter 356: Game of Thousands of Years Ago
Shen Lian fell into a brief trance, how could he not know who Huang Mei was.

As one of the beneficiaries of the great calamity between heaven and earth, Huang Mei Lao, after refining the entire Tathagata Sutra, could replace the sun in the sky out of thin air.

Shen Lian didn't expect that the Yellow-browed Old Man had been so active a thousand years ago.

He didn't know whether Yellow-browed Old Man had the three treasures of Maitreya Buddha in his possession, as his strength was far beyond his reach.

"Could Jin Chanzi's disappearance be related to the Yellow Eyebrow Buddha?"

Since Shen Lian stepped into Da Ci'en Temple, he has not sensed the presence of Jin Chanzi. He wonders if the latter is recalling something in depth.

He suppressed all distracting thoughts and dared not show any flaws.

However, even though Shen Lian tried his best to conceal it, Huang Mei still saw through it at a glance, and the frequency of knocking on the turtle shell in his hand increased slightly.

"Little nephew."

"I thought you had already understood the truth, but I didn't expect that you were also plagued by karma."

"With your current level of cultivation, I'm afraid you won't be able to see Jin Chanzi. Come with me, and I'll teach you how to practice Buddhism."

Huang Mei didn't care at all, instead revealed his admiration for Shen Lian.

Shen Lian just felt creepy.

Huang Mei was more terrifying than any enemy he had ever encountered before. Even though the recollection was false, it still made him feel deeply fearful.

But no matter what, we cannot retreat from this trip.

Shen Lian will inevitably have a battle with Xiao Leiyin Temple in four hundred years. If he can take the opportunity to get to know Huang Mei, it would be worth the trip.

thump.

dong dong.

The sound of wooden fish can be heard and the sun shines through the clouds onto the Da Ci'en Temple.

In the third reincarnation, the entire memory was filled with heavy rain, except for the Da Ci'en Temple where the sun was still shining, attracting countless pilgrims.

All the pilgrims have dignified appearances, but their compassionate facial features are extremely distorted.

Huang Mei seemed to want Shen Lian to see clearly the faces of the pilgrims as they walked among the prosperous palaces open to the public, and their discussions could be heard.

"I heard that Wangjiazhuang outside the city had its entire family wiped out overnight?"

"Wangjiazhuang doesn't respect Buddha on a daily basis, but instead attaches great importance to the ancestors in the ancestral hall. It's no wonder that they are regarded as consumables for practicing Buddhism."

"Why bother? Wouldn't it be better for you to become a Buddha right here with us?"

"Great kindness."

.........

Shen Lian suddenly felt sick and inexplicably nauseous.

He had been in the vast and deep underworld and had not felt so disgusted. This showed how crazy the Da Ci'en Temple, which was known as the Buddhist kingdom on earth, was.

Huang Mei walked towards the main hall with a smile, and all the pilgrims knelt down wherever he passed.

They chanted Buddha's name, but their expressions showed eight-tenths of fear, and the remaining two-tenths of greed, which was simply beyond words.

dong dong dong.

The beating of the wooden fish intensified. Huang Mei did not use any Buddha light at all, but just with the crisp sound, he was able to arouse the human desires of all living beings.

There are old people who are already very old, but they are still jealous of the bodies of children.

He wants to be immortal.

There is a woman with unparalleled beauty, but she is not willing to be just an oiran.

She wanted to be king.

There are officials who have many wives and concubines, but they still take a fancy to women who are hard to get.

He wants the human relationship to collapse.

There was a wealthy man who was extremely wealthy, but he was jealous of the Buddha who was wearing a golden and jade robe.

He wanted to become a Buddha instantly.

.........

Shen Lian couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. Even in the future generations where monsters were everywhere, it was far from being as shocking as the Da Ci'en Temple at this moment.

When the Main Hall came into view, there were tens of thousands of pilgrims kneeling there.

Although all the pilgrims are transformed from little white dragons, their minds have long been lost. They have completely forgotten their identities and are playing their respective roles.

Huang Mei half showed his sharp teeth, enjoying the admiration of the people, "Little nephew, do you think they are worshipping me?"

Shen Lian answered truthfully: "No, they are worshipping the magnificent temple."

Huang Mei sneered and said, "If what was in front of us was a dilapidated temple, even the Buddha's magical powers would not be able to obtain such incense."

The Main Hall is extremely luxurious, and you can see inside the hall at a glance through the open door.

The hundred-meter-tall Buddha statue is cast from gold, and the instruments in the Buddha's hands are inlaid with rare agate and amber.

The surfaces of the four pillars are decorated with silver, which is a wonderful decoration; the windows made of colorful glazed tiles are gleaming with light, like a dream; corals are dotted between the walls, becoming a point of spiritual light between the eyebrows in the picture of a hundred Buddhas making a pilgrimage.

The gate-guarding monks lowered their heads and stepped back, but an old monk came towards them enthusiastically.

The old monk was dressed the same as Huang Mei, and his expression was clearly imitating the latter. His status should be the current abbot of Da Ci'en Temple.

"My Buddha."

"There are thirteen disciples receiving the ceremony this time, six of whom are from the Great Ci'en Temple, and the remaining six are descendants of high-ranking officials and nobles."

The old monk stared at Shen Lian for a few breaths, but couldn't see through the latter at all.

Although he does not look like a Buddha, he is still valued by Huang Mei. He has never seen Huang Mei personally leading a non-Buddhist disciple to tour the temple.

Huang Mei didn't even look at the old monk, and said casually: "Let them all come to the door of the Great Hall and wait, I will enlighten them one by one."

"Little nephew, help me place my brother's statue in the main hall."

Shen Lian nodded, vaguely aware of the origin of the Buddha statue.

Seeing this, the old monk couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Buddha, the Buddha statue needs to be wiped clean before entering the temple. Why don't you let your disciples do it?"

There was naked jealousy in his eyes.

He is clearly just an ordinary person, without any trace of Buddhist practice, and does not seem to possess Buddha nature. Why does the Living Buddha pay so much attention to him?

I have been practicing Buddhism for more than three hundred years, and I recite Buddhist scriptures diligently every day.

My actions strictly abide by the Buddhist rules, and I even built the Da Ci'en Temple, which is rare in a hundred generations. Is it possible that my Buddha nature is not enough? !

Shouldn't I be the one to step into the Mahavira Hall together? ! !
Huang Mei did not respond and walked into the main hall first.

No matter how loudly the ants on the roadside clamored, they could not distract him in the slightest.

Shen Lian felt Huang Mei's attention, but it was definitely not a good thing. From his current interactions with him, he found that Huang Mei was a complete lunatic.

As I walked over the steps, I heard Huang Mei mumbling to himself amid the interweaving of light and shadow inside and outside the hall.

"The Buddha said that the suffering of sentient beings is mostly due to not observing the precepts and indulging in lust, so I established the precepts in Da Ci'en Temple."

"What do you think? Are sentient beings suffering, happy, sorrowful or joyful now?
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes. What kind of rules and regulations were they? They seemed more like playing with people's hearts and using greed, anger, ignorance and hatred to amplify everyone's desires.

"can not tell."

"Hahahaha, whether you admit it or not, you and I are the same person."

Huang Mei stepped into the main hall. Apart from the Tathagata Buddha statue in the center, there were three or four hundred golden cicada Buddha statues with different expressions on both sides.

"Jin Chanzi, look at the disciples you found before you died."

"Either you are stubborn and become someone else's food on the road; or you are hypocritical and become a monk at the Da Ci'en Temple."

Huang Mei looked at Shen Lian and said cheerfully, "The last one is the least like you. Instead, he is the same as me. It's really ridiculous."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and scanned the 283 golden cicada Buddha statues with different expressions.

If nothing unexpected happens, there must be a part of Jin Chanzi's body in each Buddha statue, and 283 people should be responsible for transporting it.

Shen Lian didn’t know whether Jin Chanzi was dead or alive, but he definitely had a bet with Huang Mei.

The 283 people may not have seen Jin Chanzi, but were selected by him to deliver the body parts to Da Ci'en Temple. "According to the original historical trajectory, the one who transported the last Buddha statue was Tuwazi."

"The country boy caught a cold but couldn't bear to see his uncle carrying the heavy load. He has a kind heart, but he has no chance of winning against Huang Mei."

"That is to say."

"Golden Chanzi used himself as a chess piece in the gamble, and lost everything?"

"wrong."

Shen Lian recalled that Huang Mei in the future sensed the aura of the lotus platform and immediately came out into the world. It didn't look like he had won the bet.

It seems that there will be changes in this game between Da Ci'en Temple and others.

How can a dead person win?

Shen Lian did not say anything. He did not dare to agree with the same argument mentioned by Huang Mei. His goal was to get the Tang Dynasty back on track.

Haha, how can he be the same as Huang Mei, a demon who kills people, burns people and begs people to do evil?

Shen Lian didn't know this.

In fact, Huang Mei has seen through his nature.

He is disrespectful to immortals and Buddhas, and disdains the existence of heaven and sacred mountain. He does not care at all about the principles of immortals and Buddhas to restrain the mortal world.

All actions are done according to one's own likes and dislikes.

All actions have very clear subjective purposes.

The only difference between the two is their cognition. Huang Mei believes that human nature is evil and that vegetarianism and Buddhist practices cannot change this. Immortals and Buddhas need to transcend the mundane world.

Shen Lian felt that the Three Realms should be dominated by mortals, and immortals and Buddhas should depend on mortals.

The previous person who saw through Shen Lian was Ma Wanhu.

Ma Wanhu knew Shen Lian very well. The reason he stood on the side of the Tang Dynasty was purely because the latter considered himself a human being and it was just a matter of likes and dislikes.

"Little Junior Brother, may I ask your Dharma name?"

"Heavenly plague."

"The Dharma name is full of murderous intent, Brother Tianwen, you have a destiny with Daci'en Temple."

Huang Mei did not conceal his admiration for the statue. With a wave of his hand, the last Buddha statue fell into the corner of the main hall, filling the only remaining empty space.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the 283 Buddha statues are lifelike.

But it is just lifelike.

Huang Mei had a disappointed expression. He had thought that if he had collected a complete body of Jin Chanzi, he would have found out some hidden tricks that the latter had arranged during his lifetime. However, there was no reaction at all.

"Well, Jin Chanzi, just watch how Xiao Xitian stands in the clouds."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows. It seemed that what Huang Mei wanted to establish a thousand years ago was Little Western Heaven, not the Little Leiyin Temple where the demon pretended to be Buddha.

"Junior Brother Tianwen, you can't be Jin Chanzi's disciple."

"Why don't you stay at Da Ci'en Temple and witness the birth of Xiao Xitian? When the time comes, everyone will ascend to heaven, and you will have your own place in Lingshan."

The meaning of Huang Mei's words was very clear. It was likely that he had taken advantage of the coming of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth to completely rebel against the Buddhas of the Western Lingshan Mountain.

There may be something fishy about the Buddha who descended on Da Ci'en Temple.

"Master uncle is right. Tianwen has long wanted to see the scenery of Lingshan."

"it is good!!"

Huang Mei said with satisfaction: "You have a Buddha nature that is far beyond the secular world, which makes Master Uncle much happier than having the blood and energy coveted by demons."

He walked towards the location of the Buddha statue step by step. Under the support of the Buddha's light in the sky, the shadow behind him continued to grow longer and longer.

"The suffering of all living beings? They brought it upon themselves."

"Don't kill, hatred will never end. Don't steal, strong or weak, no difference. Don't commit adultery, all sentient beings are sins. Don't lie, dreams and illusions are empty..."

Huang Mei was looking down from a high place, as if overlooking the entire three realms.

"The great calamity of heaven and earth swept across the three realms, and I, Huang Mei, represented the way of heaven and bestowed upon all living beings a good fortune called Little Western Heaven!!!"

Shen Lian understood that before the catastrophe of heaven and earth, the three realms were clearly divided into classes.

After the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, all classes of immortals and gods will be disrupted.

If Huang Mei had seized the opportunity, he would definitely not have been trapped in the cave of Xiao Leiyin Temple.

Shen Lian's heart was pounding. Nothing could compare to witnessing with his own eyes the grand game surrounding the great calamity of heaven and earth a thousand years ago.

boom.

The main hall was reopened.

The old monk and the eleven people had been waiting for a long time. Then they noticed Shen Lian standing under the yellow eyebrows, and their pupils shrank slightly.

They could see that Shen Lian had already been recognized by Huang Mei.

Shen Lian also found two familiar faces.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, obviously has very hidden means. He probably knows the truth about the depths of the underworld in advance and has successfully entered the Da Ci'en Temple.

However, in a short period of time, Ao Guang had gradually forgotten the memory of the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

His identity in the capital is the prime minister of the current dynasty. His every move and gesture is full of the style of a scholar, and only occasionally does he reveal the habits of a true dragon.

Another acquaintance is the old monk Dahui from Yingke Temple.

Ao Guang did not recognize Shen Lian, whose aura was completely different, and Dahui was even more so. After all, the latter had never come into contact with Shen Lian in his current reincarnation.

Huang Mei said in a neutral tone: "Would you like to become Xiao Xitian's disciples?"

"willing!"

Only Shen Lian remained calm while the others blushed.

"There are a total of twelve guardians of the Da Ci'en Temple. Guangmu happens to have a complete wisdom. You should temporarily become Guangmu's disciple and work hard to refine your wisdom."

The present that Huang Mei mentioned refers to the third reincarnation.

The windows of the main hall were open.

Huang Mei's Buddha light enveloped everyone, and their perspective changed drastically.

Twelve beams of Buddha's light shot up into the sky from the Da Ci'en Temple. Along with the sound of chanting, they heard bursts of wailing coming from the heads of the Buddha's lights.

Shen Lian took a breath of cold air.

He opened his eyes vertically between his brows, and the scene that came into his sight was strange and inexplicable.

The twelve guardian deities were trapped in the temple, their bodies covered in blood and flesh, and their disciples were like ants gnawing at their flesh.

Some monks worked together to dig out the ribs of the guardian monk, and then they quarreled and fought with each other in ecstasy.

The victors refined their ribs and gradually transformed into the appearance of the guardian deity. They sang praises to the Little Western Paradise amid the Buddha's wailing.

The guardian deity of the temple can only be regarded as the heavenly soldiers of the Western Lingshan Mountain, but they are not ordinary people.

Their injuries recovered extremely quickly, and after satisfying one gluttonous feast after another, the monks would move on to the next reincarnation when they were similar enough.

"Xiao Xitian is taking its place."

Shen Lian felt that it was impossible for Huang Mei to trap all the Buddhas in the Da Ci'en Temple. The Buddhas above the Arhat level could only get some body parts and flesh.

But it's also extremely scary.

The remains of limbs and flesh contain the Mahayana Buddhism, which is itself a part of the Mahayana Buddhism. It is a little unbelievable that they were taken away from the Western Lingshan Mountain.

Huang Mei's plan is far more long-term than that of ordinary immortals and Buddhas.

"Move to the temple where Guangmu is, listen to the chanting of the guardian monastery, and you will understand the Buddhist tradition of Xiaoxitian."

Huang Mei did not give Shen Lian any preferential treatment, and his ambiguous attitude made people think a lot.

Shen Lian never cared about Huang Mei's behavior of using him to stimulate the other disciples. It would be really troublesome if the latter taught him personally.

He just happened to lack the skills required to perform at the Earthly Immortal level, and wondered if he would gain anything extra.

(End of this chapter)