The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 181 Feeding the devil with one's own body is really ridiculous

Jingnian Zen Temple is located in the southern suburbs of Luoyang.

There are more than hundreds of buildings in the temple, just like a small city.

In the center, there are seven large halls distributed in four directions, and a bronze hall that is three meters wide and deep, and one and a half meters high stands in the middle.

Except for the bronze temple, all the buildings are covered with tri-color glazed tiles, which look as bright as new.

In front of the hall is a square hundreds of feet wide, made of white stone. On a jade platform with white stone carved railings, there is a bronze statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva riding a golden lion. Next to it are the Three Buddhas of the Past, Present and Future, including Medicine Master, Sakyamuni and Amitabha.

The colorful sculptures and gold ornaments are quite impressive. In addition to the four stone entrances and exits, the five hundred arhats standing around are all cast in gold and bronze and are lifelike.

In front of the main hall next to the bronze temple, five hundred monk soldiers stood quietly holding staffs. They had strong bodies and a long breath, which contrasted beautifully with the bronze statues of the five hundred arhats.

Inside the hall with its doors tightly closed, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.

The Buddhist masters gathered under the golden Buddha. They sat cross-legged, their expressions seemed extremely solemn, with worry streaks between their brows.

Fan Qinghui's beautiful face showed deep bitterness, and her tone was very dejected: "Zhu Can's army... was completely destroyed, and most of the Wagang army suffered casualties and fled thousands of miles away. Now, Yuwen Chengdu and Sima Dekan are leading their troops to attack everywhere, destroying everything in their path... The princes are terrified, and everyone is in danger."

She and everyone in the world fell into the trap of the tyrant Yang Guang. The humiliation of being played with made her feel very uncomfortable and depressed.

Master Jiaxiang glanced at everyone in the room and said helplessly, "The power of the imperial court is beyond the imagination of the people of the world. I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue to implement the plan."

The Cavalry Army and the Fruit Army are not only powerful, but also extremely strange.

After each battle, the soldiers were not exhausted, but their strength was enhanced.

Even when facing an encirclement and suppression campaign by an enemy force several times their size, they can still become stronger as the battle goes on, and eventually defeat and kill all the enemy forces.

The most terrifying thing is that Yuwen Chengdu and Sima Dekan, as the main generals, can gather the strength of their soldiers into themselves and demonstrate combat power comparable to that of a grandmaster.

The root of the problem is that none of the vassal righteous armies have the strength to withstand the attack of the cavalry led by the grandmaster.

Master Zhihui put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "The tyrant used himself as bait, his calculations were so deep... horrible and terrifying. The original plan is no longer appropriate."

As the strength of the Cavalry Army and the Fruit Army was revealed, everyone came to their senses, and their fear of the tyrant Yang Guang instantly rose to the extreme.

Yang Guang ordered his troops to massacre the heroes in Guanzhong. The Jinyiwei and the East and West Factories, in the name of disloyalty, cut down mountains and destroyed temples, confiscated properties and exterminated clans, launching a heinous massacre.

The Great Sui Zhou Bao declared war on all the forces in the world, used nationalization to stimulate people's hearts, and finally used himself as bait to expose his flaws, setting up a trap to lure the righteous army from all over the world to attack.

It seems that he is putting himself in an irretrievable situation, but in fact he wants to use his absolute strength to solve the chaos in the world once and for all.

The depth of this calculation is truly terrifying.

Shi Feixuan was wearing a white dress, with a white veil covering her face. Her lively eyes were pure and flawless, just like a fairy who was not tainted by the mundane world. She tightened the Sekong Sword in her hand and said with compassion: "If the tyrant is not removed, the people will suffer and all living beings will perish. The only way now is to sacrifice my life and give the world a peaceful and clear world."

Master Zhenxin clasped his hands together and nodded, saying, "The Cavalry and Fruit Army are wreaking havoc outside, so the imperial camp must be empty. This is also the only chance to kill the tyrant."

Fan Qinghui's expression became serious, and he said solemnly, "This is more likely another plot of the tyrant. At such a critical moment, the two great masters, Yu Wenzhi and Wei Lianxiang, will definitely be inseparable to protect the tyrant."

"There is also Taoist Taiyi behind Yang Guang. He single-handedly destroyed nearly 70,000 troops at Pegasus Ranch. If he were to guard by his side, no one in the world would be able to assassinate Yang Guang."

She was not exaggerating. The existence of Taiyi Taoist was very secretive, even inconspicuous, and no one had considered this person at the beginning of the plan.

Even now, even if we know how terrifying this Taoist is, it is too late to regret.

As soon as the words fell, the hall immediately fell into deathly silence.

Since the tyrant dared to use himself as bait, he must have made all the necessary preparations. Needless to say, there must be strong people protecting him.

Master Daoxin looked at Ning Daoqi and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ning Dao, the Dao sect still hasn't figured out the origins of Taoist Taiyi?"

All the strange changes started with the mysterious Taoist Taiyi. If we can find out his background, it will undoubtedly greatly increase our chances of winning.

Ning Daoqi saw the inquiring looks from everyone and shook his head calmly, "I don't know. Not only do I not know, but no one in the entire Taoist sect knows either. The Taoist sect only learned about the existence of Taoist Taiyi from the Yangzhou Stone Dragon."

"He is well-versed in history and the present, possesses great wisdom, is able to understand the oracle bone inscriptions on the secret of longevity, and has unfathomable strength. These are Shi Long's original words."

Not afraid of showing doubt on his face, he asked in a serious tone: "So, what the second son of the Li family said is true? Is there really a Taoist master supporting Yang Guang?"

He shook his head without hesitation and said without hesitation: "The Taoist sect does not have this foundation."

Bu Chi nodded in agreement: "Yes, there is no force in the world that has this foundation. The tyrant's method of strengthening the army is very strange. Looking through ancient books, I have never seen such a terrifying and strange method of strengthening the army."

Bu Tan nodded slightly and said, "When the Cavalry Army and the Fruit Army were fighting, lifelike flame patterns would appear between the eyebrows of every soldier. If such a miraculous performance was an ancient military method, it would be impossible that it was not recorded and passed down."

Zen Master Liaokong nodded slightly, agreeing with this.

After some conversation, everyone fell silent again.

Fan Qinghui suddenly stood up and looked at everyone with a determined look. Her voice was soft but full of unquestionable power: "The tyrant may be powerful, but he is not invincible. Yang Guang is licentious and immoral. This is something everyone knows. This is our chance."

At this point, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination. She looked at her beloved disciple, Shi Feixuan, and said seriously: "Feixuan, are you willing to feed the demon and assassinate Yang Guang for the sake of the people of the world?"

Shi Feixuan's eyes moved slightly, and she opened her red lips slightly, her voice soft but firm: "For the sake of the people, Feixuan is willing to make any sacrifice."

"Amitabha……"

All the monks in the hall chanted Buddhist scriptures in unison, with pity flashing in their eyes, but no one spoke out to dissuade them. Perhaps this was really the only feasible way.

Ning Daoqi frowned slightly. Seeing the monks like this, he, as an outsider, couldn't say much, but he looked down on Buddhism again. Fan Qinghui sighed lightly, with both relief and worry in his eyes, but as the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, he should shoulder the responsibility of saving the people.

After adjusting his mood, he said in a deep voice: "There is only one chance to assassinate..."

"Feeding the devil with one's own body is really ridiculous. Buddhism... is still so disgusting." The leisurely words suddenly sounded, echoing clearly in everyone's ears.

"who!"

Everyone in the hall changed color and stood up suddenly to look towards the hall door.

With a creak, the palace door opened wide.

When they saw the scene outside the palace, their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley, and expressions of astonishment and confusion appeared on their faces.

The square outside the palace was filled with imperial guards. The five hundred monks guarding the palace had already fallen in a pool of blood, their lives gone, dead beyond death.

Wang Yi held a dark square iron box in his hand, walked slowly to the stone steps of the palace gate, stood still, looked at the people in the palace, and said lightly: "I am too easy."

"Amitabha!" A Buddhist chant shook the void, and the entire hall shook with it, dust flying, and tiles humming softly.

The monks came back to their senses, shifted their gaze away from the iron box in the Taoist's hand, and looked at Liaokong, who had a sad expression on his face, and their expressions inevitably became depressed.

"Master!" Bu Chi couldn't help but cry out in grief.

Once his Silent Zen was broken, he lost the chance to advance to the Grand Master level. How could he not feel heartbroken for Kong?

"Amitabha..." Liaokong stood out from the crowd, clasped his hands together, and sighed: "We are all outsiders, why did the Taoist priest come to this point..."

Wang Yi's eyes were indifferent. He turned around and scanned the huge Jingnian Zen Temple, and said sarcastically: "Buddhism claims to save all living beings, and keeps saying that it is for the justice of the people, but I don't see you doing anything. Instead, I see the temples are magnificent and the monks live a luxurious life, which is far away from the suffering of the world. With such a Buddhist sect, how dare you talk about justice? How dare you talk about salvation? How dare you call yourself a person outside the world?"

This world... is always full of filth. Whenever he sees the filthiness of Buddhism, he can't help but want to cleanse it.

Fan Qinghui's face suddenly changed, and he refuted without hesitation: "The Buddhist rules and regulations have their own rules and regulations. Outsiders do not understand the deep meaning and make unwarranted speculations. Isn't it ridiculous?"

She had never thought that someone would criticize Buddhism so directly and sharply. With the power of Buddhism, this had never happened before. Even if there were really some fools, there would be people who would come out to debate with them.

"Deeper meaning? Ridiculous!" Wang Yi suddenly turned around, his eyes were as solid as substance, piercing through the void and hitting Fan Qinghui's chest.

"Puff!" Fan Qinghui was struck by lightning, spitting blood and flying backwards, falling heavily at the feet of the golden Buddha. As soon as she stood up, she spit out blood again, her face quickly turned pale, and her eyes were full of shock and horror.

"Master!" Shi Feixuan exclaimed, and quickly moved to the side of Fan Qinghui, squatted down, and raised her sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a look of satisfaction, panic and worry on her face.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely solemn, and the air seemed to freeze. Ning Daoqi, Liaokong, Master Zhihui and others all looked at Wang Yi with horror, and huge waves were rising in their hearts.

The opponent severely injured a master like Fan Qinghui with just a glance. What kind of terrifying strength does this require?

Wang Yi walked slowly into the hall, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of the people. The excited people blushed: "Saving all sentient beings is not just empty talk, it must be put into practice. The Buddhist sect has thousands of mansions and bowls full of gold and silver, but not many refugees can get enough food and clothing, and how many lonely people can be comforted. The temples are magnificent, and the monks are well-dressed and well-fed. Isn't the word "saving all sentient beings" a joke?"

"Buddhism turns a blind eye to the suffering of the world. Buddhism avoids talking about the rampant power and wealth. The so-called compassion is nothing more than a condescending charity, not a sincere salvation. How is this kind of Buddhism different from those nobles who only care about pleasure and ignore the people?"

Shi Feixuan looked up, her eyes full of anger and stubbornness. She looked directly at Wang Yi and gently retorted, "Buddhism does have its shortcomings, but saving all living beings is not a one-day job, it requires a long-term plan. Buddhist disciples are also working hard to practice, hoping that one day they can truly save the people."

"There are many people in Buddhism who are compassionate and put their thoughts into practice. They are all doing their best to benefit the common people. This is an indisputable fact."

She was taught at Cihang Jingzhai since she was young and had a deep affection for Buddhism. Naturally, she would not tolerate others belittling Buddhism in this way.

Wang Yi looked at Shi Feixuan's stubborn eyes and asked, "If that's the case, why don't we hear about Buddhists donating all their money to save people from disasters? Why don't we see monks walking out of temples to help disaster victims? Why don't we see eminent monks setting an example and leading people to the path of truth?"

"If you chant the sutra of compassion but do not do good deeds, you are ultimately just a demon wearing Buddhist clothes and doing worldly greedy things. How can Buddhism... have the dignity to say that it seeks the welfare of the people?"

"Master, you are wrong." Master Liaokong finally spoke, his voice steady and powerful: "Although Buddhism is not omnipotent, it is also trying its best to do good deeds and help the people. As for wealth, most of it is donated by believers to repair temples and promote Buddhism, and there is no intention of using it for personal gain. Master, you only see the appearance, but don't understand the reason in depth."

"Appearance?" Wang Yi sneered and asked, "Buddhism chose the emperor on behalf of heaven and interfered with the succession of imperial power. Is that an appearance? Do you really have no shame at all!"

Wang Yi ignored Kong and the others, turned his head to look at the silent Ning Daoqi, and said indifferently: "You have served the court for ten years, and I will help you break the void."

Ning Daoqi is well versed in the creation of heaven and earth, and is famous for his free-hand eight-punch techniques. The balance between reality and illusion is so natural that he can be considered a cultivator who has entered the realm of Taoism.

The reason why he got involved with Cihang Jingzhai was just to borrow the Cihang Sword Manual and find a chance to break it up.

However, he overestimated the Cihang Sword Canon, and after running around everywhere, he gained nothing. He was a fool. Of course, it could also be the work of Taoism.

A great master like Ning Daoqi, with just a little guidance, can create a broken strong man, which will be of great use in dealing with future disasters, so it is naturally worth fighting for one or two.

Ning Daoqi's eyes were deep. He had not noticed the movement outside just now. Just based on the means of blinding his spiritual perception, one could imagine how strong the opponent was. After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and said, "Daoyou, do you really know the oracle bone inscriptions on the Changsheng Jue?"

Wang Yi nodded slightly and said bluntly: "The reason why the heaven and earth can last forever is that they do not produce themselves, so they can live forever."

"The human body is a small world, and the outside world is a big world. The acupoints are the gateways, and the inside and outside are integrated into one, and heaven and man are one. Use the big world to feed the small world, comprehend the yin and yang and five elements of the human body, and cultivate the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit together. This is the secret of longevity."

"Inside and outside are combined into one, and nature and man are one." Ning Daoqi murmured in a low voice with a strange look in his eyes. A flash of enlightenment flashed through his mind. He raised his hand and then walked out of the hall without any hesitation.

It is an old tradition of Taoism that a fellow Taoist would rather die than let himself die. Naturally, he has nothing to worry about. All he wants is to break the opportunity, and the rest is not worth taking too seriously.

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised by Ning Daoqi's behavior.

I thought that this guy would plead for the monks in the temple no matter what, but I didn't expect him to behave like this. It was indeed a bit unexpected.

Seeing this, Fan Qinghui spat out blood again, and her breath completely weakened. She stared at Ning Daoqi's receding back, her eyes full of confusion and anger.

(End of this chapter)