I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

But, he can't stop, there are still many things he wants to know!

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"Fusheng, do you repent?"

An indifferent voice was heard from the collapsed Babao Temple.

Fusheng's gaze swept across the bodies of his seven senior brothers one by one, and finally stopped on Qianzu's face.

"Repent? Ah, of course I regret, how can I not regret!"

Fusheng laughed bitterly: "Back then, when you wanted to unite all the temples, my fellow brothers and I should have fought you to the death. We should never have surrendered, we should never have surrendered at that time!"

"Other magical powers are fine, but your telepathy is indeed very important to my sect." Qianzu's expression remained unchanged: "Fusheng, if you repent, I will revive your seven brothers and accept you as my last disciple."

"..."

Resurrection, seven senior brothers?

"Don't doubt my words. Since I said I can revive them, I can definitely do it!"

Seeing Fusheng fall silent, Qianzu strengthened his tone and gave assurance.

“Hahahaha. Hahahaha.”

After a moment of silence, Fusheng suddenly pointed at Qianzu and laughed out loud.

"Why are you and I fighting? Don't we know we will die today?"

"If we want to surrender, we would have surrendered long ago. Want to read his mind? You fake Bodhisattva, you are just dreaming!"

Good, what a rebellious Master Fusheng.

Grabbing Fusheng's face, Qianzu threw him into a well in Babao Temple.

"I won't kill you"

A seal was casually placed, and even this seal was not very strong, and it could only last for a few hundred years at most.

"But we will hold the 'Demon Spitting Festival' every year, where tens of thousands of believers will come and spit at you, the demon who disobeys the Bodhisattva."

Infinite malice emanated from Qianzu. He smiled and said, "Words are powerful, and the Arhat Demon can be defeated in a matter of a moment. Fusheng, no, Jie, I am looking forward to the day when you break the seal and come out."

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Jie suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Huizhen with bloodshot eyes as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

"Where is the Great Light Sect? Where is the Thousand Feet and Hundred Eyes?" Jie asked Huizhen word by word, gritting his teeth.

"There has been no news of the two Bodhisattvas for a long time, or they have already returned..."

He raised his hand and knocked Huizhen away, then glanced coldly at the screaming savage and scared him away.

Jie said with a ferocious look on his face: "How dare an evil demon call himself a Bodhisattva? If you dare to yell again, I will not forgive you!"

Puzzled, Huizhen got up from the ground, thought for a moment and said, "We haven't heard from those two for a long time, maybe they have returned to the upper world. As for the Great Light Sect, I have never heard of it."

Never heard of it?

Jie was stunned.

How could I not have heard of it? But, wait!

"Thousand-footed, Hundred-eyed, Xuanzu, Bingzu, and Kuizu, who finally won the world? I'm not talking about one country, but everything! Who controls everything in this world now?"

Chapter 139 A monk demon

"If we don't count the grasslands and other small countries, there are six great countries in the world today: Shang, Zhao, Xu, Cang, Wu, and Sang."

Huizhen said seriously: "There is no common master in the world, let alone an existence that controls everything."

Hearing this, Jie walked back and forth a few times and asked again: "The Thousand Feet and Hundred Eyes have disappeared, so where is the Third Ancestor?"

"I have only seen descriptions of the Third Patriarch in some ancient books, and he has also disappeared for a long time."

After asking Huizhen some questions about major world events and secrets of the spiritual world, Jie fell into deep thought for a long time.

'Hui Zhen is well-informed, but he has never heard of the Great Light Sect. The Thousand-Footed and Hundred-Eyed Sect must have been defeated by the Third Patriarch in the end!'

The two fake Bodhisattvas have been completely localized and cannot be avoided when talking about Buddhism.

Unless the Third Patriarch completely destroyed Buddhism, the name of the Thousand-footed and Hundred-eyed Devil could never be erased from history.

But before the world is unified, it is simply impossible to destroy Buddhism!

'So the next best thing is to wipe out the Thousand Foot Hundred Eyes, then wipe out the Great Light Sect.'

As soon as he thought of this, a crazy smile gradually spread from the corners of his mouth to his cheeks, and Jie laughed wildly towards the sky.

"Good, good defeat!"

"No matter how arrogant you were back then, you two were defeated in the end, hahahahahahaha."

However, since the Third Ancestor won, why is the world still in a state of fragmentation today? Did the Third Ancestor also fall into internal strife in the later period?

It can only be explained in this way.

It’s hard to say what the outcome of the internal strife was, but it’s certain that not all three ancestors died.

The rise of Cang State was strange and rapid, which would have been impossible without the favor of the ancestors.

There is also the Painted Skin Pavilion, which was able to influence the government of the Shang Kingdom back then, and the Formless Demon Lord was also invincible in the world of cultivation.

As a result, the Demon Lord fell overnight and the Painted Skin Pavilion fled from the Shang Kingdom. There must be a big problem here.

"How did the Wuxiang Demon Lord die?"

While laughing, Jie suddenly asked this question.

Huizhen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There are various opinions, and I really can't tell which one is the truth."

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After being angry, laughing, and asking questions, Jie's emotions finally calmed down.

Seeing this, Huizhen also started asking about what she was eager to know.

"Are you the donor, Master Fusheng?"

Fusheng had already died amidst the curses.

But I am not Jie either. I will never acknowledge the name "bestowed" by Qianzu!

“It is not a blessing to be born”

The demon lowered his head and looked at the cassock he was wearing, and said slowly: "I am just a demon in a cassock."

Huizhen was instantly moved. He wanted to say something but stopped himself. However, the kasaya demon waved his hand and said, "Don't you want to know what disaster happened to the Babao Temple? I will tell you now. Of course, it's up to you whether you believe it or not."

"Master, please feel free to speak. I will make the judgment myself."

Humph, just judge for yourself.

Starting from the moment the hundred-eyed and thousand-footed demon falsely claimed to be a Bodhisattva, the demon in the robe told Huizhen everything in detail.

"..."

In the unspeakable silence, Huizhen put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Master, I believe in the Buddha, not any specific Bodhisattva. The past is gone, I wonder what plans you have for the future?"

If the Thousand Legs and the Hundred Eyes were still here, if the Great Light Cult was still here, there was only one thing I had to do - revenge!

But now that the target of revenge is no longer here, what should I do in the future?

Wreak havoc on a place or even wreak havoc on a country?

No, wouldn't that be fulfilling Qianzu's wish?

Or, support Tongming Temple to become the largest temple in Sang Kingdom?

After all, this is the temple that inherited Fusho's legacy, so I really want to give it a helping hand.

The question is, what means should be used to...

Ha, it’s obvious, I am a demon in a cassock, so of course I will use the methods of a demon in a cassock to help!

By constantly asking himself questions and answering them, the kasaya demon cleared away the confusion in his heart.

"Huizhen, will Tongming Temple allow me to stay?"

"Master, if you are willing to come, everyone in Tongming Temple will welcome you!" Huizhen said excitedly.

Humph, you misunderstood. You actually thought that I called myself the Kasaya Demon because I was regretting my "devilish behavior" when I lost my memory.

It's really wishful thinking, but let it be a misunderstanding. This will make it easier for me to act.

"Where did that strange man from the mountains go?"

Picking up the straw pillow and stuffing it into Huizhen's hand, the cassock demon said calmly: "When you return it to him, thank me on my behalf. If it weren't for this, I might have been confused and become a 'Jie' for the rest of my life."

"Yes!"

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The first thing that the Kāśyapa did when he followed Huizhen to Tongming Temple was to falsify his own thoughts and deceive Xiaohong who was eavesdropping.

To falsify one's inner thoughts is not as simple as telling a few lies in one's heart, because if you know that you are telling a lie, then the monk who has mastered telepathy will also know it.

Unless you can deceive yourself first, but it is easy for a practitioner to deceive others, but it is extremely difficult to deceive yourself.

The cassock demon couldn't deceive himself, but Tangtang's previous "Heart Lake Theory" gave him a lot of inspiration.

Why do you have to deceive yourself?

Isn't it enough to find a way to manipulate the ripples in the lake of your heart?

The cassock demon is indeed a genius. Even Tangtang could not have imagined that he could draw inferences from one example.

So with Xiaohong's help, all the monks in Tongming Temple, even Tangtang and Yao Bingshi, believed that he had recovered his memory and turned back into Master Fusheng.

Well, it’s actually true that memory is restored.

But he could never change back.

"Host Huizhen, aren't you traveling with Tangtang this time?"

The host returned safely, and Tangtang and Yao Bingshi were ready to set off again, but Huizhen had no intention of going with them this time.

"Master Fusheng has just arrived, so there must be many things he is not used to."

Huizhen apologized and said, "I'd better stay in the temple and take care of him."

"kindness!"

The little girl nodded and waved goodbye to Huizhen and the others.

"Goodbye, Master Mingxin, and Master Fusheng—"

"Goodbye, Little Master" was completely integrated into Tongming Temple. Just like an ordinary monk, the cassock demon smiled and said goodbye to Tangtang.

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In the palace of King Sang, while she was still in good spirits, the queen carried the eldest prince to the place where King Sang was reviewing memorials.

"Is there anything troubling your Majesty?"

Although he seemed to be happily playing with the child, the queen was able to keenly detect the hidden sadness of her husband.

"The Cang Kingdom is preparing for war on a large scale again."

After a slight hesitation, King Sang said truthfully: "This preparation for war is quite unusual. I am worried that Cang Nation wants to have a decisive battle with the grassland."

Once the decisive battle begins, it will be bad whether you win or lose.

If they lose, the Prairie Cavalry will once again become the nightmare of all the kings.

It would be even worse if they won. King Cang would engage in aggressive military campaigns and who knows who he would target next!

Chapter 140 Worshiping the Wrong Bodhisattva

"Your Majesty, no matter what, we must make preparations early."

"good"

King Sang nodded and said, "I have ordered all places to vigorously mine iron ore, and have specially designated a town to recruit civilian blacksmiths to forge weapons."