His face turned pale with dust, he gasped and raised his hand, pointing at Chun Zhen.
"Chunzhen! As long as I am still alive, you and other tantric scum will never get a chance to get involved in my inheritance of Leiyun Temple!"
"Tantrism is also Buddhism, why not? I think you are an old monster who cherishes it! Our Tantra is older than your Leiyun Temple, how can we covet your classics? We just want to exchange knowledge and improve Buddhism. What do we have?
wrong?"
Liao Chen was speechless and just stared at Chunzhen fiercely, obviously extremely angry.
Chun Zhen had a smile on her face and waved her hands to the two junior brothers behind her.
"Two junior brothers, if you don't give an explanation today, let the matter be spread out! Just say...just say that Leiyun Temple is occupied by monsters and has become a cave for monsters."
"How dare you!" Liao Chen shouted angrily.
At the same time, Lin Ji quietly told Zhong Xiaoyan what he had seen in Xiangzhou before.
"Before, Wu Nan and I were wondering why Leiyun Temple would let a monk from elsewhere ruin its reputation. It turned out that the abbot was being held accountable."
Zhong Xiaoyan said in confusion: "Although the abbot was born as a demon, he has never done any bad things. He is devoted to the Buddha. What kind of excuse is this?"
"No matter how much you try to be kind, after all... you are not of my race." Lin Ji shook his head and sighed, "You understand, I understand, but the common people don't understand. Prejudice is a big mountain in people's hearts, and it cannot be moved.
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Zhong Xiaoyan seemed to understand but not quite.
Lin Ji looked at Wu Nan again, only to find that Wu Nan's face was equally gloomy at this time.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Ji asked in a low voice.
"They are Tantric people." Wu Nan responded.
"Tantrism is a branch of Buddhism, right? Is there anything wrong with it?" Lin Ji didn't understand this.
Wu Nan also lowered his voice and said in a calmer tone: "Tantric Buddhism divides people into three, six or nine grades, divide and conquer them."
Just as he opened his mouth, Wu Nan paused again.
"Tantrism is too complicated. I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it clearly if you only listen to a few words from me. I will only say two things."
"What two things?"
"The method of reincarnation that I told you before is the method of Tantric Buddhism."
"What about taking the baby alive and raising it with the mother's corpse?!" Lin Ji's voice suddenly rose higher, which also attracted the attention of Chun Zhen and the others.
But the strange thing is that both Chunming and Chunxin looked at Lin Ji darkly, but Chunzhen, the leader, ignored him.
"Look, uncle, I'm just talking about you!" Knowing that these were a bunch of bad guys, Lin Ji didn't bother to be polite to them.
Chunming and Chunxin were stunned, obviously they didn't expect to be scolded like this.
But just when they were about to fight back, they were stopped by Chun Zhen.
"This donor, today's matter is our Buddhist sect's own business. If you have nothing to do, please leave as soon as possible."
Hearing Chunzhen's words, Lin Ji tilted his head.
"Have I seen you somewhere?"
"Perhaps the donor has seen someone with a similar face to the poor monk." Chunzhen responded and ignored Lin Ji and looked at Chen again.
Lin Ji frowned tightly, but did not go into details and asked Wu Nan, "What about the second thing?"
"Tantrik Buddhism holds a ceremony to worship the Buddha every year." Wu Nan clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, "You must offer boys and girls to the Tantric Buddhism Bodhisattva, break the skull and sacrifice the brains."
Lin Ji's eyes instantly turned cold.
Wu Nan continued: "Does the donor know how to sacrifice brains?"
"how?"
"Tantric people regard the Tantric abbot as the representative of the Tantric Bodhisattva in the human world. During the sacrifice, the Tantric abbot knocks the bones and sucks out the marrow, which is regarded as offering the sacrifice to the Bodhisattva."
After a pause, Wu Nan finally opened his eyes and looked at the three Tantric monks without sadness or joy.
"What I'm talking about is just some trivial matters in Tantric Buddhism."
"Is there anything worse?" Lin Ji couldn't believe it.
"Haha." Gu
"Tantric Buddhism is a branch of Buddhism, how can it act like this?"
"Almsgiver Lin, the young monk said it a long time ago." Wu Nan breathed a long sigh of relief, "The so-called Buddhism is just a group of people gathering together. Since it is a group of people, there are good and evil, and they are all different.
Although they are all Buddhists, they cannot be generalized."
Hearing this, Lin Ji raised his hand and pointed at Chunzhen and the other three people in front of him.
"But they come from Tantric Buddhism, so they shouldn't regret dying."
"It is not a pity to die."
"That's enough."
Lin Ji drew out the Tiangang Sword and pointed the sword's edge directly at Chun Zhen and the others.
Although he wanted to help Chen before, he had no reason and didn't really want to get involved in Buddhism's own affairs.
After all, this is also a family's internal conflict, and it's not easy for him as an outsider to intervene.
But now with Wu Nan's words, Lin Ji could justifiably deal with these people.
Don't ask, asking is to do justice for heaven.
At the same time, seeing Lin Ji draw his sword, Chunzhen frowned slightly and said, "What, this donor wants to offend our Tantric Sect?"
"Where is the power of Tantric Buddhism the greatest?" Lin Ji looked at Wu Nan.
"Victoria."
"Then this is?"
"This is Xiangzhou."
Lin Ji nodded, then looked at Chunzhen, and when he raised his hand, there was a sword light.
"Did you hear that? This is Xiangzhou, not a place for you bald donkeys to act recklessly! Wu Nan, I'm not talking about you!"
Wu Nan couldn't laugh or cry.
"Almsgiver Lin, the young monk understands."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light flew towards Chun Zhen.
Chunzhen took a deep breath, a golden light glowed on his body, and his whole body expanded a bit, becoming nearly three meters tall.
He flipped his palms, and a pair of golden wheels appeared. After waving them, they blocked Lin Ji's sword light, but he was also pushed back seven or eight steps by the sharpness of the golden light.
"He's actually a Night Travel Realm monk?!" Chunzhen exclaimed.
Lin Ji grinned: "How could I stop the porcelain work without a diamond? If I hadn't seen that you were only in the late fourth realm, would I have rashly taken action?"
Just kidding, Lin Ji wouldn't be reckless if he wasn't completely sure.
It was only after seeing that these three tantric monks were in the fourth realm that Lin Jicai dared to take action.
Upon hearing this, Chunzhen immediately wanted to run away, and Lin Ji chased after her. The two of them soon left the courtyard and drifted away.
At the same time, Chun Xin and Chun Ming, who were still in the courtyard, looked at Wu Nan and the others with evil intentions.
"The pretty boy is gone, you three just wait for the kill!" Chun Xin and the other two smiled ferociously and took action, the power of the fourth realm booming.
Zhong Xiaoyan's eyes flashed with silver light, and silver-white flames danced between her fingers.
"They're just two bald donkeys in the fourth realm! Is this girl still scared?"
After the words fell, Zhong Xiaoyan touched the ground with one foot and flew out. At the same time, she pointed her hands at Chun Xin and Chun Ming respectively, and the scorching fire appeared directly around them.
In an instant, Chun Xin and Chun Ming were unable to dodge. The monk's robes on their bodies had been burned, and all the hair on their exposed skin had melted away.
"It's so hot!" Chunxin's expressions changed suddenly, and they quickly ran away.
"This woman's fire skills are difficult to deal with. Let's retreat first and wait for our senior brother to come back!" Chunming said repeatedly.
The two fled in the other direction.
Zhong Xiaoyan took advantage of the victory and pursued her closely.
The Zhong family can rely on Lihuo to stand proudly in Xiangzhou and become famous all over the world. It has never been in vain.