I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

As the group approached the courtyard, they heard the sound of Buddhist chanting coming from the sky.

"Confused in the six realms, hell, hungry ghosts, animals, asuras, humans, and heaven, go there——"

"To awaken the four realms, the Śrāvakas, Pratyekabuddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas, go forth—"

"There is life in death, and there is death in life. Death is life, and life is death. Death leads to the ten realms, and life leads to the ten realms—"

The Buddha's chanting stopped.

Then there was an extremely shrill cry -

“I don’t want to become a Buddha!!!”

When Ah Xue heard the shrill cry for help, she immediately frowned: "It's Master Wukong's voice! What on earth is going on in there?!"

"Wait a minute, blind man! I'm watching the situation!"

The Zen temple was completely blocked.

Miyamoto Musashi climbed up a fir tree beside the wall quietly, and began to observe the situation inside under the cover of the tree canopy.

Unexpectedly, there were more monks in this remote courtyard than imagined.

They formed a big circle together, each holding a lotus lantern in their hands and chanting Buddhist scriptures in a clear and eloquent manner.

Looking at the center of the circle, Master Wukong was being held down by two monks on the shoulders, and a bald monk wearing abbot's robes and with a face full of flesh picked up a golden gourd and kept pouring something into his mouth.

"Hiss... Is this how one achieves Buddhahood through a physical body? Why does it look like a street brawl..."

Miyamoto Musashi was still carefully observing the situation in the Zen temple. He saw that after Master Wukong swallowed the filthy things in the golden gourd, he began to scratch his throat desperately with his nails.

The two monks could no longer control him, but instead stood by with their arms folded and watched coldly.

"Wukong! Why don't you want to become a Buddha?!"

The bald abbot then questioned Master Wukong in a harsh voice.

But the rebellious Master Wukong could no longer utter a word.

He ran outside desperately, but just after taking four or five steps, his entire eyeballs popped out!

Then his lower body began to stiffen, and a layer of golden light spread over the surface of his skin and continued to climb upwards.

The veins on Master Wukong's forehead bulged, and the monk's eyes rolled wildly, but he soon lost control of his body, and only the part above his neck could move.

"So... is this what it means to become a Buddha...?"

Master Wukong felt that his throat was about to lose control, so he finally started laughing like crazy!

"Hahahaha! I've become a Buddha! I've finally become a Buddha and am going to see Tathagata Buddha! I've finally escaped the sea of ​​suffering of all living beings!!!"

The expression on Wukong's face was distorted to the extreme and completely frozen.

His entire body was finally engulfed by the golden light.

“—It’s Bishamonten Buddha!”

When the monks saw Wukong's final face when he became a Buddha, and saw his angry and fearful look, they clasped their hands together and said piously.

"Master Wukong achieved Buddhahood in his physical body! He became the Martial God Bishamonten!"

"Amitabha! May the Buddha bless the Wanfo Temple! The Buddha's light in the Wanfo Temple has become even brighter!"

The bald abbot at the scene became even happier when he saw this scene!

"Excellent! Excellent! Wukong can actually become Bishamonten! This is truly a blessing for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"

You should know that all the previous living Buddhas of Wanfo Temple passed away with a compassionate and generous look on their faces, and none of them had such a distorted expression as Master Wukong.

I guess someone must have enlightened his spiritual wisdom, allowing Master Wukong to finally get this opportunity and understand the true meaning of pain and become a Buddha!

Then the bald abbot waved his hand, and the two monks beside him groaned and brought a heavy object wrapped in black cloth.

"Th-that's...a lotus platform?"

Miyamoto Musashi couldn't believe his eyes.

After the black cloth was lifted, the heavy object turned out to be the lotus platform under the Buddha statue.

However, this lotus platform is different from other lotus platforms. On top of it stands a Buddha nail that is half a person's height and glows with a cold light!

Seeing the lotus platform, the monks nearby began to chant Buddhist scriptures frantically again.

"I bow down to Vaisravana and exterminate the evil spirits!"

"I bow down to Vaisravana and cut off my karma!"

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere, all beings are liberated, and the flesh body becomes a Buddha!"

With the approval of the bald abbot, the two monks each lifted one of Master Wukong's legs.

Then he raised it high and stabbed it hard at the position of the Buddha's nail!

Wukong's eyes were suddenly covered with blood red, and his red eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of his sockets. His distorted expression made Bishamonten's domineering aura even more apparent!

The monk pressed Wukong completely on the lotus platform, allowing the Buddha nail to penetrate his body smoothly from the anus.

Then the monks crossed his legs and made him look like Bishamonten.

"The handprint is a little crooked."

"The chin should be tucked in a little more."

"The shoulder still needs to be adjusted."

The bald abbot poured some filthy things out of the golden gourd and poured them into Wukong's mouth, completely stopping the signs of his bleeding.

Then, under the manipulation of the crowd, the lotus platform——

A majestic and holy Buddha in the flesh has taken shape.

"Is this the secret of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple's ability to achieve Buddhahood through physical bodies?"

Miyamoto Musashi was watching from the tree with fear in her heart, and she tried her best to suppress her rapidly beating heart.

If Axue knew about this, it would be a disaster. It seems that it would be better to leave the Wanfo Temple as soon as possible and head to Shangluo as soon as possible.

The Tianyuan Flower did not dare to tell the secret of becoming a Buddha in the flesh to Axue who was waiting under the tree, so it planned to pretend that it had not seen anything and just make up some lies.

But just when Miyamoto Musashi was about to make such a decision, the blocked gate of the Zen temple under her feet was suddenly cut into pieces!

That is an effect that can only be achieved by an extremely sharp and famous sword!

And beside Miyamoto Musashi, there was only one person who possessed such a famous sword——

That is the Five Swords of the World: the Evil-Slaying Buddha Sword, Sujumaru Tsuneji!

"Who dares to disturb the ceremony of the physical body becoming a Buddha?!"

The bald abbot instantly became furious, and the monks beside him also glared at the uninvited guest who broke through the door.

“Is this what it means to become a Buddha?”

Behind the smoke, a white robe slowly appeared.

Ah Xue held the Buddhist knife in her hand, lowered her head and murmured this.

“…Is this what it means to attain Buddhahood in the flesh?”

Miyamoto Musashi definitely couldn't hide the truth from Axue.

This white-robed Shura, who was born with Buddha's eyes, can easily distinguish between lies and truth.

Likewise, he can sniff out good and evil!

In his eyes, Master Wukong's soul first went through extreme pain, then a moment of relief, and finally became the current appearance of a candle in the wind.

The monks in front of him all looked happy and pious, and were moved by Wukong's enlightenment.

If she had only seen this scene, Axue would really think that the physical attainment of Buddhahood in this Zen temple was such a noble and sacred feat.

But Miyamoto Musashi's soul doesn't think so.

Musashi's soul is extremely angry and afraid!

She was afraid of this so-called ceremony of becoming a Buddha in the flesh, afraid of these crazy monks in front of her, afraid of this religious fanaticism, but she could not overcome the justice in the deepest part of her heart and hated it with gnashing teeth!

Why does this Buddha in the flesh give people on both sides completely different feelings?

Just like the golden light that finally emerged from the soul of the ninja who burned down the Linquan Temple back then.

That paranoid belief once made Axue believe that he was a cursed evil monk.

But nowadays...

He no longer relies solely on his third eye to see the world.

The ears of this Shura in white can hear the cries of pain and the pleasure of joy!

The group of monks in front of him were clearly evil monks who insulted Buddhism. They were the most evil people who should be eradicated since Axue became a White-robed Shura!

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple? Are all the ten thousand Buddhas in this Dharma Ending Age such evil scum?!"

Axue's entire body began to tremble, and that violent rage instantly pierced through his entire body.

The strong wind had unconsciously gathered towards the Buddhist sword in his hand, turning into gusts of wind whistling in this Zen temple!

"Evil—behead!!!"

"blind?!"

Miyamoto Musashi was instantly shocked.

She never imagined that Axue, a monk, would actually go on a killing spree in the Wanfo Temple where believers from all over the world gathered!

Although becoming a Buddha through the physical body is an evil method, it is definitely not something that Axue and Miyamoto Musashi and his group can handle!

No matter what, Ah Xue shouldn't be the one doing this kind of thing!

He was a Buddhist monk! How could he kill his fellow monks who shared the same religion?

But Miyamoto Musashi's shouts could not stop Axue's blade at all!

"Stop this evil monk!"

The bald abbot had just given the order when the group of monks beside him rushed forward together.

But in an instant, it was all over.

because......

What they were facing were no longer mortals.

Instead, it was Axue who was bound by the laws of nature and, in the desperate situation of destined death, had suddenly realized the power of gods and Buddhas.

Wind-controlling swordsmanship.

For ordinary people, this swordsmanship of controlling the strong wind is like the judgment of God.

At this moment, his left hand had already raised the sword blade, and the white whirlwind created by the Wind-Controlling Sword Technique immediately gathered on the Evil-Breaking Buddha Sword.

Axue then handed the evil-destroying Buddhist sword, the rosary Wan Hengci, to his right hand, then held the Buddhist beads on the handle and pointed it forward.

The hollow eyes of this white-robed Shura reflected a cold light—

In this cold and empty space, the monks from the Wanfo Temple were reflected as they rushed towards him, waving their Zen staffs.

Axue swung the sword.

At that moment, all the believers, southern barbarians, and soldiers gathered at the Wanfo Temple from far and near subconsciously raised their heads.

Looked in the direction of the Zen temple.

Beneath the magnificent Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, a huge, indescribably spectacular white, tooth-shaped cyclone swept through the deep Zen temple.

It was like a sharp blade from the gods, cutting across half of the Wanfo Temple!

It was a sound that made your teeth ache.

At that moment it was as if time was slowed down and stretched.

Miyamoto Musashi watched this scene happen.

The monks who rushed forward had their Buddhist staffs bent backwards to the limit, cracked, and broken, and then shattered into pieces. The metal fragments shot back and hit them like steel needles.

Before the monks could scream, the screams stopped abruptly.

The wind that shot up into the sky was like a knife. The monk at the front of the whirlwind was torn into pieces, and some monks further away were also pulled upwards, and then their fur and bones were separated, and a rain of blood was sprinkled in the air.