My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The little girl put her hands on her hips and took a deep breath.

A clear, childlike voice echoed through the quiet square.

"Everyone, come and eat!"

Sizi waved his chubby little hands and shouted loudly.

"The Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult is giving away free delicious food!"

"I don't want small sums of money, and I don't want you to be reborn as calves or horses in your next life!"

"As long as I'm happy eating my way through life, that's all that matters!"

The crowd was deathly silent.

The emaciated people swallowed hard, their eyes fixed on the roast duck on the table.

But their long-standing fear made their legs weak, and none of them dared to take the first step.

until.

A little beggar, who was so hungry that he was just skin and bones and covered in dirt, could not resist the temptation.

He boldly broke through the crowd.

He grabbed a piece of spirit rice cake and stuffed it haphazardly into his mouth.

next second.

The little beggar's eyes widened suddenly.

The sweet, spiritual energy melted in my stomach.

Not only did it instantly dispel the hunger that had tormented him for days, but it also rapidly healed the hidden injuries he had sustained from years of beatings.

A warm current, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, coursed through my entire body.

"Delicious! So delicious!"

The little beggar burst into tears of excitement, then grabbed a roasted duck leg and wolfed it down.

This time.

The people went completely mad.

What kind of punishment from Buddha?

What do you mean by being reborn as an animal in the next life?

If I don't eat now, I'll starve to death in this lifetime!

"Give me a piece of pastry!"

"Don't steal my roast duck!"

The crowd surged toward the luxurious round table like a flood bursting its banks.

With a flick of his sleeve, Li Chen created an invisible barrier of true energy.

Push away those who try to cut in line.

"Line up, everyone gets a share, all the delicious food from the Tang Dynasty is available."

Watching the people wolf down their food.

Looking at the long-lost, genuine smiles on their faces.

This smile contains no fear of the gods, nor any yearning for a vague afterlife.

The pure joy felt simply from having a full meal.

Li Chen keenly noticed this.

A trace of pure faith power, invisible to the naked eye.

It was silently drifting out from above the heads of these people.

Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, they converged on Sizi, who was distributing pastries.

Wrapped in this warm power, Sizi squinted her eyes comfortably.

It emitted a faint glow.

"Don't worship me! Get up, get up!"

Sizi saw several people who had eaten their fill and then spontaneously knelt down to kowtow, and quickly waved his little hands.

"If you like it, you can join our Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!"

then.

In this ancient city that had been ruled by Buddhism for countless years.

A "Meow Meow Cult's First Branch in Another World" composed entirely of foodies.

It was hastily established amidst this absurd yet hilarious free food broadcast.

"Nonsense! This is utterly deceptive and misleading!"

The monks finally realized what was happening.

Their eyes were red as they raised their bronze rods, ready to smash them down on the round table.

"Gurgle!"

A colorful shadow suddenly blocked their way.

The little chick flapped its wings and stood on one leg.

With a pair of cross-eyed stares intently at the group of monks, he launched into a barrage of rapid-fire verbal attacks.

"What are you looking at! A bunch of hairless bastards!"

"I've put up with you guys for far too long!"

"Come on! Let's peck at each other!"

The monks were completely bewildered by the swearing, colorful rooster.

Before they could even raise their sticks...

The surging crowd of refugees, in an effort to protect their food, pushed them into a corner, trampling them until they were dizzy and disoriented.

at the same time.

Inside the most central and magnificent Golden Light Temple in the City of Compassion.

In a secluded meditation room.

"puff--!"

The abbot, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

His rosy face instantly turned ashen white.

The abbot opened his eyes in utter terror.

Ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth, he stumbled open the door of the meditation room and rushed into the backyard.

In the center of the backyard, there is a miniature merit pool made of white marble.

This place is a gathering place for the incense offerings and prayers of the entire city's residents.

It is also the source of his continuous improvement in cultivation.

But now.

The abbot looked at the merit pool in front of him and felt a chill run through his body.

The once shimmering golden pool water dried up by one-fifth in just half an hour!

Faith is waning, and the foundation is crumbling!

Cutting off someone's family line is like killing their parents.

"Who is it?!"

The abbot's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman; the compassionate look on his face had vanished completely.

"Who dares to extinguish my incense offerings! Who has undermined the foundation of my Buddhist community!"

"Ring the bell! Ring the bell for this old monk!"

The abbot roared to the sky, his voice piercing through the entire Golden Light Temple.

"Summon all the monks of the temple! Seal the city gates!"

"This old monk wants to see which foolish demon dares to sever the foundation of my Buddhist sect!"

"Thump—!"

"Thump—!"

The temple bells rang out in a dull and urgent tone.

The sound instantly resounded throughout the entire city of Mercy.

It was evening.

Li Chen and Si Zi had just checked into the best inn in the city.

A series of heavy, synchronized footsteps, exuding a strong sense of menace, echoed from downstairs.

Hundreds of monks wielding steel demon-subduing staffs surrounded the inn completely.

The blazing torches illuminated the streets as bright as day.

The abbot of Jinguang Temple was wearing a bright red kasaya, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

He looked up and shouted angrily at the second floor:

"You madman inside, spreading heresy and misleading the masses, get out here, you old monk!"

The wooden door to the second-floor balcony was slowly pushed open.

Li Chen led the oxen leisurely to the railing.

He was still holding a handful of sunflower seeds in his hand, cracking them open with a "crunch, crunch" sound, without even fully lifting his eyelids.

"So it's you two, these self-proclaimed ignorant and silent devils?!"

The abbot pointed at Li Chen, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

"Using mere gluttony to bewitch and deceive the ignorant masses, how dare you undermine the foundation of Buddhism?!"

Li Chen spat out the sunflower seed shells and looked down at him.

The most scathing critic in the Tang Dynasty instantly activated his venomous tongue mode.

"You old bald monk, what you're saying is utterly unreasonable."

Li Chen chuckled, his voice full of mockery.

"You sell a few worthless talismans and water, plundering the people's wealth, and you call that saving all living beings?"

"We give out some free food to fill everyone's stomachs and make them happy, and that's considered undermining the foundation?"

Li Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly in the night sky, each word piercing the heart.

"What's wrong?"

"Is the foundation of your Buddha made of paper?"

"They can't even beat a roast duck from the Tang Dynasty? Then this useless Buddha isn't worth worshipping!"

This kind of robber logic, coupled with highly effective modern satire.

This enraged the abbot so much that he trembled all over, and his old face turned purplish-red.

He pointed at Li Chen, his fingers trembling, and uttered the word "you" three times.

"You...you...you!"

"Clever words and a flattering demeanor! Stubborn and unyielding!"

The abbot could no longer contain his anger and slammed his staff down.

"Monks, heed my command! Seize these two fiends and execute them on the spot!"

At a command.

Hundreds of monks roared in unison, their bodies flashing with dazzling golden light.

They soared into the sky like a flock of golden eagles.

Wielding heavy demon-slaying sticks, they swept towards the second-floor balcony in a massive attack.

A strong wind swept over us, and a murderous aura shook the heavens.

Despite this terrifying onslaught, Li Chen remained leaning against the railing.

He couldn't even be bothered to lift his hand.

He merely glanced briefly at Si Zi's waist.

Just as those demon-slaying sticks were about to fall, at the critical moment...

The pink space bag at Sizi's waist suddenly erupted with a violent, extreme shaking!

"roar--!!!"

It was accompanied by a terrifying roar that could shatter the glazed tiles of the entire street.

A colossal black and white beast, the size of a small mountain, with unparalleled ferocity, smashed through the sturdy outer wall of the inn!

Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust rose in all directions.

That ferocious figure, like an ancient demon god, suddenly blocked Si Zi's path.

A pair of bloodshot, savage eyes were fixed on the hundreds of monks in mid-air.