Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 152 Chapter 151 Yuanjue, Confess Your Guilt

"Tsk tsk, so this is how you Buddhists attract believers?"

Looking at Li Cunxiao, who was the focus of everyone's attention in the lotus pond, Taiyi had a teasing smile on his face.

"Although appearing divine in public is simple and crude, its effect is far greater than preaching and performing Dharma. This method should not be used frequently. Having supernatural powers without the true Dharma is Mara."

Qici patted his belly and laughed.

"But it's good to use it occasionally."

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes wandered around the field, and he inadvertently noticed Yuanjue gritting his teeth, and immediately thought of the last assassin's attack.

When that happened, he didn't know that it was Li Cunxiao who subdued Fenglun.

Later, he discovered that Li Cunxiao was incredibly talented, and was so busy trying to poach Qi Ci's talents that he almost forgot about this matter.

Thinking of this, murderous intent flashed through his mind, but he changed his mind and gave up the idea of ​​doing it himself.

Suddenly he let out a mock sigh.

"What's going on? Just say what you want to say."

Qici glanced at the old Taoist beside him. He was always straightforward and didn't like to play witty remarks.

"I'm thinking that some people accept such a good disciple but deliberately ignore their enemies. That's a bit too careless."

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

The big monk snorted coldly, "Are you talking about Yuanjue hiring a killer?"

The sentence is a question, but the tone is very affirmative.

Taiyi Zhenren was really unhappy now.

"If you knew that, why did you keep that thief around? To cause trouble for Li Cunxiao and Zhang Lishi's family?"

"Put down your butcher knife and you'll become a Buddha instantly. When will the cycle of revenge end?"

"Go away," Monk Qieci also frowned.

"Only someone who has been chanting sutras too much and has become stupid would do that. Of course, the enemy must be killed completely."

As he spoke, his eyes turned outside the lotus pond to Yuanjue, who was guarding his unconscious nephew with red eyes.

"Do you think I'm as domineering as you guys? I can kill and give life to anyone without even saying hello. Do you think I'm a god?"

"Yuanjue is the deacon of the Arhat Hall of Tiangu Temple. The decision on how to deal with him must be made by Junior Brother Dezheng."

But at this point, his tone became a little colder.

"But this person is vindictive. After this incident, he will surely lie dormant like a venomous snake. We cannot let him stay."

"Of course I have a way to take into account the dignity of my nephew Dezheng and protect Li Cunxiao. That's not right."

Qie came back to his senses and asked, "Why are you so concerned about my apprentice's affairs?"

"Old Niubi, you're still harboring evil intentions, aren't you? Don't run!"

Taiyi Zhenren chuckled and disappeared.

The big monk had an unhappy look on his face, but when he turned around and looked at Li Cunxiao chatting and laughing with the two monks from Huishan Temple, he thought of the scenes just now and his expression relaxed.

"Dhamma with dignity, demons vanquished with wrath. This is the demeanor of this humble monk in his youth."

"Once he is promoted to Huangting, it will be time to increase his responsibilities."

“These are the resources, tsk.”

Qici rubbed his stomach worriedly and turned to leave.

"Or, how about going to the Ming Cult to ask for money?"

The next day, at the foot of Tiangu Temple Mountain.

"Junior Brother Li, yesterday's battle was very satisfying!"

"Next time we both break through the Huangting, we must come and spar again!"

After a night's rest, Puning looked much better.

When they were about to part, he held Li Cunxiao's arms tightly, his face and expression were generous, without any embarrassment of defeat.

"Brother Puning is straightforward and open-minded. I won't make empty excuses. I will definitely do it next time!"

The outcome of a battle will certainly have an impact on the warrior's spirit.

But in terms of cultivation, the greatest value of fighting is to learn from each other's strengths and overcome one's weaknesses.

Li Cunxiao undoubtedly gained a lot from yesterday's battle.

Since beheading Murong Bo, this was the first time he had given his all and put all he had learned into practice, which was truly exhilarating.

They have a deeper understanding of the martial arts they learned before, and the newly born body of the celestial being and yaksha seems to have been baptized after yesterday's battle.

Now that he was exerting his strength, he felt much more harmonious and at peace with himself than before yesterday.

Of course, he only used the Dragon Sparrow Sword in this battle, so he was slightly better.

If the magic wind wheel was used, Puning would probably be defeated miserably.

"Nezha is indeed a martial god specializing in fighting. The more we fight, the more beneficial it is to my cultivation."

"It seems that I will have to fight more people in the future."

Thinking about this, Li Cunxiao followed Yuanguang and sent the two monks from the Shan Temple all the way to the dock in the city.

The Tongji Canal originates from the eastern capital Luoyang and flows eastward through Zhengzhou, Bianzhou, and Songzhou.

The two monks returned to Huishan Temple without any urgent business. Besides, Puning was injured, so it was naturally better to take the water route.

"Junior Brother Li is a young talent. When you have time, please come to Huishan Temple as a guest."

"In the future, we may even have to fight side by side."

Puxing was also very enthusiastic.

Obviously, he also highly recognized the opponent who was able to defeat his junior.

He just learned from Yuan Guang last night that Li Cunxiao was nearly ten years younger than Puning, yet he was able to defeat the latter. His value was self-evident.

They are all branches of Tantric Buddhism, and they help each other, so it is natural for them to be closer.

"Of course, of course," Li Cunxiao responded twice, but he was a little confused.

"What do you mean by fighting side by side?"

Pu Xing smiled without saying anything, and pulled Puning, who was waving his hands repeatedly, onto the passenger ship.

Li Cunxiao had no choice but to look at Yuanguang beside him.

The latter smiled and motioned him to follow.

"How much do you know about the Ming Cult, Junior Brother?"

"Enlist the refugees and gather them to rebel?"

"These are the charges brought against them by the imperial court. Junior brother, you only need to know that there is a great feud between the Ming Cult and our Buddhist sect."

"A big grudge?"

Li Cunxiao's body rose and fell with Chili's running, and he seemed to be thinking about something when he heard it.

Is it because they are trying to steal followers? Or is it because the Mingjiao is an alien sect that is using the name of Buddhism to spread its teachings?
I can't come to a conclusion for the time being. I can't find much information about these things in the Sutra Library.

But from the sound of it, Pu Xing's mention of fighting side by side is most likely about dealing with the Ming Cult.

The two chatted casually for a while and soon returned to the foot of Tiangu Temple Mountain.

Chili's whole body was like charcoal fire, and his breath was red. It was obvious that he was running freely and happily after a long time.

"Junior brother, this horse is truly majestic," Yuanguang praised, looking at Li Cunxiao with curiosity.

Abbot De Zheng did not tell him much about the young man in front of him.

Before yesterday, Yuanguang only knew that his master paid great attention to him. He even heard his uncle Decong complain that Li Cunxiao was his master's illegitimate son, and was beaten by the furious master.

But after the battle between Li Cunxiao and Puning yesterday, Yuanguang already understood that this man was truly a genius.

At the age of less than twenty, his internal organs are in perfect condition and his fighting power is astonishing. If he becomes a disciple of De Zheng, he will be immediately ranked as a true disciple.

But the strange thing is that although the master admires him, he has no intention of accepting him as his disciple.

"Brother, you are so kind. Before today, I didn't dare ride this horse out, for fear of being too conspicuous."

Li Cunxiao smiled and looked at the other person quietly.

This virtuous and upright first disciple is gentle and polite in his dealings with others. It is said that he has already reached the perfection of the fifth realm and may reach the level of the head of the academy at any time.

Just now on the road, he rode on a red horse, but Yuanguang had a pair of flesh legs and could easily keep pace with him. His curiosity about the fifth realm's true form suddenly increased a lot.

"There's a long way to go, and there will be plenty of opportunities to ask for advice later."

The two men passed through the halls of the temple. All the monks they met were respectful and saluted with their hands clasped together. They also looked at Li Cunxiao in the same way.

News of yesterday’s battle spread throughout the city before dark.

In Tiangu Temple, the discussion was extremely lively, and some people even brought up the old stories between Zhang Lishi and Yuanjue.

Therefore, overnight, Li Cunxiao became a celebrity in Songzhou City and Tiangu Temple, and subsequent attempts to win him over and test him were bound to be endless.

But this is not the most important thing right now.

"Master, I have brought Junior Brother Li here."

The two waited outside the Zen room for a while. The door opened automatically without wind. The old monk De Zheng sat cross-legged, holding a rosary in his hand, smiling and nodding.

"Li Cunxiao, come in."

Upon hearing this, Yuanguang waited for the people around him to enter the room, then he consciously tried to win them over and turned to leave.

Before the other party could speak, Li Cunxiao had already noticed the two bottles of elixirs and the agate-like red jade on the table.

De Zheng originally wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing. With a wave of his hand, his true energy wrapped around several objects and dropped them into the other person's arms.

"Thank you, Venerable Abbot."

Li Cunxiao was delighted, but he resisted the urge to inspect the goods and put them into his purse.

"No need to thank me. The elixir was given by Junior Brother Decong, and this Inferno Spear wasn't inherited from our temple, but was given to us by a senior Buddhist."

"If you have the heart, then you should do more to eliminate demons, defend the Way, and save lives. This is what a monk's disciple should do."

"Follow the abbot's instructions."

Li Cunxiao said this and prepared to leave.

But just as he was about to leave, De Zheng suddenly spoke again:

"I heard from Yuanhua that you encountered a killer on your way back to the city last month?"

"Yes, I was lucky enough to kill him, but I still don't know who the real culprit is."

Li Cunxiao didn't expect the other party to mention this. He wanted to say Yuanjue's name, but then he thought that there was no evidence to support it, and it would seem like he was talking nonsense.

Given your upright and just nature, since you brought up this matter, you should have already made a plan in mind. Why add unnecessary things?

De Zheng was silent for a moment after hearing this.

"I will give you an explanation for this matter."

"Abbot, you are too polite," Li Cunxiao bowed quickly. He was quite uncomfortable with the other party's serious attitude.

Ever since he entered Tiangu Temple, Abbot Dezheng has taken care of him in every way. To be honest, everyone in the escort agency, including him, is very grateful.

As the abbot, he not only has to practice, but also has to manage affairs of all sizes. It is already the limit for him to take care of the few things under the sun.

The cunning and deceitful people in the shadows and the hidden arrows are hard to guard against. Who can stop them all?

"Go ahead," De Zheng said no more.

After Li Cunxiao left, his face gradually turned cold.

"Yuanguang, have all the abbots come to Bodhi Monastery. Also, have that evil creature Yuanjue come over here too!"

De Zheng has been the abbot of Tiangu Temple for decades, and his military power and prestige are unquestionable.

In less than half a minute, the head of the Arhat Hall, Deming, the head of the Dharma Hall, Daoyuan, the head of the Discipline Hall, Daoqing, the head of the Medicine King Hall, Decong, and the abbot and head of the Bodhi Hall, Dezheng, gathered together.

The Tiangu Temple Dharma lineage is passed down in the order of "Pure Wisdom, Perfect Morality".

Just by looking at their Dharma names, you can tell that Daoyuan, the head of the Dharma Academy, and Daoqing, the head of the Discipline Academy, are both Dezheng's uncles and "old ministers of the previous dynasty."

At the beginning, he insisted on punishing Yuanjue, but Daoyuan, the head of the Dharma Academy, tried to mediate.

In order to cover up the scandal, the Disciplinary Institute was vague about the matter, so in the end they were each given thirty lashes of the cane.

But after several decades, the two uncles were still stuck in the sixth realm, but De Zheng had already broken through.

Now, of course, the abbot has the final say, and the two uncles can only complain.

"Yuanjue, come in."

De Zheng spoke in a cold voice, the door opened, and Yuan Jue walked in with his head lowered.

Yuanguang behind him bowed eleven times to all the leaders, then closed the door and walked out.

Decong just took a look and then looked away, looking as if he was in a trance.

The other three leaders couldn't help but sigh when they saw this.

Yesterday, Li Cunxiao made a stunning debut, which attracted the attention of the outside world and naturally touched the hearts of the chief elders in Tiangu Temple.

As soon as the Ullambana Festival ended, a lot of information about Li Cunxiao was placed on everyone's desk.

It is certainly a cause for celebration to have gained a genius.

But when Zhang Lishi's name appeared on it, the past events came back to mind, and the originally happy event suddenly became absurd.

Who would have thought that the abandoned disciple who was expelled from the sect would find a rare talent like Li Cunxiao from somewhere.

Zhang Lishi's enemy, Yuanjue, who was transferred back to the Arhat Hall and promoted to deacon after being exiled, was undoubtedly in an awkward situation.

Therefore, the three leaders had already anticipated the current situation, but they did not expect De Zheng to attack so quickly.

Are you so anxious to overturn Zhang Lishi's verdict?

"Yuanjue, do you know your sins?"

De Zheng looked coldly at the middle-aged monk below who had his fists clenched. Upon hearing his words, the latter's chest heaved a few times.

When he raised his head again, his face was very calm.

"May I ask, abbot, what crime have I committed?"

"Li Cunxiao was attacked and killed by a killer last month. Did you hire someone to do it?"

Yuanjue's heart trembled, but he still said:
"If you don't have evidence, I cannot admit the crime of killing my fellow disciples."

The three leaders' faces changed drastically when they heard this.

Killing one's fellow disciples is a taboo no matter where it happens, let alone the rising star Li Cunxiao who was assassinated.

They didn't know that their abbot was raising disciples for others, and they were all scared at this moment.

They were so close, so close to missing out on the Tianjiao, and the one who did it was one of their own. If this were to get out, Tiangu Temple would definitely become the biggest laughing stock in the Buddhist community!

"How dare you quibble! Zhang Lishi hasn't been back to the state capital for many years. Who else would deliberately target him except you?"

Facing his "former" subordinate, the head monk of the Arhat Hall, Deming, was furious:

"When you were sent out, I saw that you were diligent and repentant, so I ordered you to be transferred back."

"Who knew that I would almost become a sinner of the sect!"

Seeing his boss cut ties with him without hesitation, Yuanjue's heart sank to the bottom.

"Master Daoqing, you are in charge of the Discipline Institute. You should investigate whether I have murdered my fellow disciples before making a final conclusion."

Daoqing noticed Dezheng's gaze and felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. He immediately scolded him:
"Asshole! Do I need you to teach me how to behave?"

"Abbot, what do you think should be done with Yuanjue?"

After saying this, everyone looked at Daoyuan, the head of the Dharma Academy. The latter was just like Decong, looking at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, as if he didn't see anything.

It’s over.

Yuanjue fell into despair for a moment, but Dezheng changed the subject:
"Although you are a bastard, there is a saying that is right: everything must be based on evidence."

"Even though I'm the abbot of Tiangu Temple, I can't possibly turn the black market upside down and force those idiots to hand over their life-saving account books and transaction ledgers."

"You've confirmed this and think I can trick you?"

Yuanjue did think so at the beginning, because De Zheng's prestige came from his powerful military force on the one hand, and from his adherence to rules and setting an example on the other, so all his disciples and elders were convinced of his words.

But when he heard the other party say this, he inexplicably had a bad feeling.

"Wei Bin is Wei Yun's son. He is the descendant of Wei Yun after he forced the female donor into a coercion, right?"

"What do you mean by sending him to Tiangu Temple?"

De Zheng said quietly, "Do you doubt my decision back then?"

Yuanjue's knees buckled, and he prostrated himself on the ground. His shiny bald head struck the ground with a dull thud.
“Abbot, please have mercy!!!”

(End of this chapter)