Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 9 Arhat

Chapter 9 Arhat
The atmosphere fell into an inexplicable silence.

One person, one Buddha.

One is crazy and the other is holy.

Lin Yao clenched his teeth tightly. The Buddhist chanting just now almost completely destroyed his sanity.

"What on earth is the Weaver Girl going to do?"

The pain continued to come, and he couldn't think at all.

The Weaver Girl still stood quietly beside him, as if she was not involved.

Seeing that Lin Yao ignored him, the Buddha did not get angry, but just spoke lightly.

"All people in the world suffer, so I have sought this place to create bliss. I am grateful for your faith and call me the Hermitage Bodhisattva."

Paradise? Bodhisattva?
Lin Yao raised his lips in a scornful smile.

He looked at the people behind him, and now it would be more accurate to say that their gazes were not kind.

It's more like obedience.

Surrender to this Lanruo Bodhisattva.

"I wonder what the Buddha wants from me, his disciple?"

At this point, Lin Yao no longer thought about breaking the deadlock.

It is obvious that the Weaver Girl wants to be a spectator, although it is not known what she is thinking.

But if that’s the case, why should I bother with so much effort?
The Buddha's hand lotus carried Lanruo Bodhisattva to Lin Yao.

"Buddha's son, I have received enlightenment and entered the Dao. I will attain the status of Arhat today. Are you in the mood to come and see it?"

Lin Yao casually picked up the fruit on the table and threw it into his mouth.

"Father, please do as you please."

Even in the face of such provocation, Bodhisattva Lanruo did not show the slightest sign of anger.

He smiled slightly and waved gently at the two little monks.

The whole banquet suddenly shook.

Lin Yao raised his eyebrows. The instigator of this shock was none other than the believers behind him.

They walked up to the two little monks, just like they surrounded Lin Yao at the beginning.

Lin Yao was still eating the fruit, but his eyes were fixed on the front without blinking.

"Clap."

A soft voice sounded, and no one could see a streak of gold paint on his cheek.

Then one after another.

His face, body, patchwork clothes, and even his facial features were covered with a thick layer of gold paint.

No one was trembling slightly.

Another layer of gold paint covered his mouth and nose.

Lin Yao's hand paused and the fruit fell to the ground.

"Buddha, is there something on your mind?"

"No, I'm just a little tired."

Bodhisattva Lanruo nodded slightly.

In the field, the little monk was no longer in human form. From a distance, he looked like a group of smiling faces standing in front of him.

His body was shaking violently, he was making a humming sound, and his hands were reaching towards his mouth and nose.

But the gold paint on his arms made his movements extremely heavy.

Lin Yao looked at Lanruo Bodhisattva and found that his expression was still calm.

The invisible hands ahead had already begun to tear at the gold paint.

A faint smell of blood gradually dissipated, and blood oozed from his fingers.

"Buddha, I don't want to be an Arhat anymore, I don't want to be one anymore!"

He roared in pain, his eyes full of fear.

Without looking at Lanruo Bodhisattva with despair, shouldn't he be revered by believers now and become the existence second only to the Buddha?
But just when the gold paint was painted all over his face, he felt the breath of death.

All five senses were completely lost, and even breathing became a luxury.

This was completely different from the golden-bodied arhat he had imagined.

"not see."

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and spoke softly.

Lin Yao felt an extremely real fear, a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

The little monk was stunned by the voice of Lanruo Bodhisattva.

The latter walked down from the lotus platform and stood in front of him.

Reach out and wipe away the blood and tears on the face.

When he came into contact with the little monk, Lin Yao clearly saw that Lanruo Bodhisattva hesitated.

"He's disgusted?"

Since obtaining the Weaving Fate, Lin Yao's perception of the emotions around him has become increasingly stronger.

And just now, in addition to feeling immense anger towards Lanruo Bodhisattva, he felt even more disgust, not only towards him, but also towards the believers around him.

"Transcend into the state of arhat soon."

After saying this, Lanruo Bodhisattva took Bujian's head into her arms. The believers seemed to have received some kind of permission and jumped for joy, constantly painting Bujian's body with gold paint.

"thump."

Suddenly, a man fell down with a strange smile on his face.

There was no violent struggle, but in the end he could not break free from the arms of Lanruo Bodhisattva.

One after another fell.

Lin Yao finally saw clearly that the gold paint on Bu Jian's body was the blood of those believers!

But why is it that only one person has to endure such torture?
He couldn't help but look at the silent person on the other side.

However, he found that there was no fear on the latter's face, and he even had a sense of satisfaction as if his revenge had been achieved.

Lin Yao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"So the little monk who enjoys beating people without saying a word every day is missing?"

As for why Bu Jian killed Bu Wen without hesitation in the well, perhaps the latter condoned Bu Jian's actions and even helped him to commit atrocities.

"No words."

Feeling that he was growing weaker without any struggle, Bodhisattva Lanruo spoke again.

The silent little monk was a little scared when he was called, but he still came to Lanruo.

"do you hate me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Yao's eyes changed when he looked at Bodhisattva Lanruo.

He suddenly understood why the latter gave the three little monks such a Zen saying.

Lan Ruo originally only wanted one person.

"The ultimate evil?"

Lin Yao's gaze turned to his feet.

The body is full of Buddha's light, but the feet are filthy.

He calls himself a Bodhisattva but cannot control his anger.

"Animal Path"

Lin Yao looked at the Weaver Girl. Like Lin Yao, she was eating fruit and watching the show in front of her.

"Buddhism emphasizes the cultivation of the three bodies: the Dharma body, the reward body, and the incarnation body. Once these three bodies are cultivated, one can become a Buddha. This is similar to the Taoist practice of beheading the three corpses to achieve immortality."

"The six realms of sentient beings, the six supernatural powers of Buddhism."

Lin Yao felt that the Weaver Girl asked him to watch this scene so that he could see clearly the cultivation rules of this world.

One will be a million bones.

In front of the two of them, the drama was nearing its end.

Lan Ruo let go of the person in her arms and disappeared.

Everyone watched without paying any attention, and the latter suddenly crawled over using his hands and feet.

Bloody and bloody.

Lin Yao frowned slightly, put down the wine in his hand,

Lan Ruo, covered in blood, walked towards him, chuckled and said, "Is it not to your taste?"

Lin Yao poured the wine beside him.

"The smell of blood spoils the taste."

Lan Ruo nodded, as if agreeing with Lin Yao's words.