C424 Who would be the one to traverse the world?
C424 Who would be the one to traverse the world?
Chu Yun nodded his head: "Of course there's a scale in my heart, what I see along the way, what those temples did, I really find it hard to believe that the buddhist faith is responsible for helping all the lives under the heavens."
The Wang Chengying laughed bitterly. In fact, in Chu Yun's heart, prejudice had already formed.
This couldn't be blamed on him. No matter who it was, walking along this path and seeing those scenes, they would all be furious.
Monks in the temple naturally enjoyed worship, held incense money, ate and drank, some even slept with women in their arms.
As for the refugees outside, they were all being forced to become wild beasts. Upon seeing the corpses, they couldn't help but rush forward to snatch them and tear them apart.
Who could he blame?
Wasn't it all because of those undoable Buddhist monks?
Chu Yun was not clear about what Tathagata was thinking. Maybe he was too high up in the Thousand Buddha Mountain to hear the wails of the refugees below him.
This was truly ironic.
"Let's go take a look."
Chu Yun's heart skipped a beat and went down to the temple.
He wanted to see what was the difference between a monk of the Demonic Buddha Sect and a monk of the Buddhist Sect.
Wang Chengying sighed, and followed along.
Outside the temple, a few Demonic Buddha Sect monks stood in a row, giving food to the refugees.
Those refugees eagerly came forward with porcelain bowls in their hands, not saying a word.
When the Demonic Buddha Sect monks saw this, they scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge and then brought a steamed bun over.
After those refugees took the steamed buns, they ran away as if they had found a precious treasure. Before they left, they did not forget to glare at them viciously with contempt. "Evil Monk!"
Not just one person, but everyone else.
Some people drank up the porridge and even smashed the porcelain bowls as they glared at the monks, saying, "You wicked monks, don't think that you can use this little favor to bewitch our souls. If you go against Buddha, you should be punished by the heavens and struck by lightning five times by the heavens!"
The words of these people immediately attracted the agreement of many refugees.
Some of the refugees even pushed their way forward and shouted, "Give me some, give me some!"
A monk opened his mouth to advise them not to cut in line, but instead spat on his face. "You evil monks, do you really want us to be grateful for a little favor? Pah! Dream on!"
His hideous and hideous face was completely exposed, and the bit of evil in his heart was vividly displayed.
The monk who had been spat on wiped his face, but said nothing. He continued to scoop up food for the man.
It was as if he didn't mind this at all.
The surrounding monks were also expressionless, as if they were used to these people's attitudes.
Chu Yun stood at the side and watched with his mouth agape.
These refugees, were they still the refugees kneeling in front of Buddhist temples, begging for food?
To put it in ugly terms, this was a group of animals, a group of ungrateful ingrate! This kind of person should die!
Soon, more than ten barrels of porridge were distributed, and some refugees were like cats whose tails had been stepped on. They suddenly jumped up and smashed their bowls on the monks' heads.
"Crack!"
The bowl was broken, but the monk's head was still as clean as before, without the slightest wound.
"F * ck, you demons, evil monks, you've eaten so much meat, yet you're not even willing to give us your porridge!"
"People like you should go to hell!"
"Do you think that wearing this monastic robe means you're a monk that has transcended the world?"
"No matter how many good deeds you do, it can't cover up that black heart of yours!"
"That's right. Why would you demons throw porridge at us? is not to beguile our minds and turn us around and change our faith. "
The refugees were jumping up and down, their bodies seemingly filled with endless power.
This confused Chu Yun. Was the previous look of being so hungry that he couldn't even walk?
"Amitabha, we don't have much food left in our temple. Let's stop making porridge tomorrow. "Everyone, please calm down. We will definitely buy more food and continue to cook the porridge as soon as possible."
The monk clasped his hands with a pious expression.
"Fuck you!"
"You guys have no money, who would believe that!"
"You bunch of demons. You did a lot of things like burning and robbing, right? Who are you trying to show me! "
When they heard that the temple no longer gave out porridge, those refugees' eyes all reddened and shouted loudly as if they wanted to tear this place apart.
One of the monks who was obviously a bit younger had an ashen face. He tightly clenched his teeth and restrained his anger.
That mouthful of saliva just now was spat on his face.
He endured the pain. Even his expression was distorted, and from his forehead, a small horn gradually emerged.
"Hui Xin!"
When the nearby monk saw this scene, he immediately reached out and placed his hand on his shoulder.
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The young monk was suddenly jolted awake and repeated the chant of Amitabha a few times before the horn on top of his head gradually retreated.
When Chu Yun saw all of this, he could not help but be slightly alarmed in his heart. "These monks were actually all transformed into beasts!"
As if seeing through Chu Yun's intentions, the Wang Chengying whispered into Chu Yun's ear, "The Demonic Buddha Sect does not have any threshold, nor does it have any discrimination. So, it's not strange at all for a demon beast or a foreign race to appear. "
"Demonic monks, go to hell!"
"Go to hell as soon as possible!"
Countless refugees picked up the stones and threw them at the monks.
They had no choice but to return back to the temple and shut the door tightly.
Chu Yun and the Wang Chengying looked at each other, and then suddenly disappeared into the temple, wanting to make everything clear.
"Senior Brother, I really can't take it anymore. We spent so much effort to buy food to save the disaster, but in the end we were humiliated by them. "So what if I am a demon beast? I have never done anything wicked. I am much better than those Taoist monks who have an upright appearance and speak of Amitabha but are unscrupulous in private and wear gold and silver!"
The younger monk's face turned red and he couldn't help but roar: "Why do we have to suffer such anger? They don't understand us, so why do we have to curry favor with them!"
"Amitabha, Hui Xin, have you forgotten what you said when you entered the sect?"
The other monks were expressionless, "From the moment you entered the Demonic Buddha Sect, you should have had this kind of awareness, the awareness of being misunderstood by the world."
"Hui Xin, the teachings of our Devil Buddha Sect do not need to be compared with other people's teachings. Just do your best and do your best without any shame. That's enough."
A monk touched Hui Xin's head, then said with a smile, "It's time to eat, let's go eat."
Chu Yun and Wang Chengying stood in the air, looking at the monks in the temple.
This temple was completely different from the buddhist temple from before. It was in tatters everywhere and the house clearly hadn't been renovated in a long time as it emitted a musty smell.
Many parts of the Buddha statue's body were damaged, and the layer of gold powder plated on its body had long since fallen to the ground.
The monks in the temple were all thin and yellow in color. They looked like they were suffering from malnutrition, and there was a difference of cloud and mud between them and the fat monks in the buddhist temple.
The food they ate was also steamed buns and white porridge. However, compared to the porridge of the charity refugees, their food was even thinner. It was like a clear soup without water. One could not even see a single grain of rice after half a day of fishing.
Chu Yun was completely shocked by what they had done.
Wang Chengying was also stunned for a moment, then laughed: "What a great difference!"
A host with an obviously extraordinary bearing walked out. He looked at the sky with a smile: "Why are the two of you standing there? If you want to be guests, come in."
Chu Yun and Wang Chengying landed on the ground, then went up and said a few words to Amitabha.
"Leader, why did you do this?"
Chu Yun could not wait and asked.
The host obviously understood Chu Yun's intentions, and said with a smile, "The two of you may have misunderstood the Demonic Buddha Sect. Our Demonic Buddha Sect is not like what was advertised outside, we are all traitorous monks with evil intentions. "On the contrary, we have our own teachings, and everything we do is in accordance with those teachings. There is no reason for it."
"As for the things that we've encountered, they were all ignorant people who were unable to differentiate between black and white. We will not blame them, nor will we explain. We will only continue to do so until they come to their senses. "
As the host spoke, a trace of benevolence flashed across his face, as if he had transcended the world.
"Is that all you guys eat?"
Chu Yun pointed at the empty bowl in the host's seat, as he found it hard to believe.
"Delicious food, clear water and white porridge. Their goal is just to fill the stomach. In my opinion, there isn't much of a difference."
The host laughed and took a bite of the mantou, asking back, "I see you two, you don't look like the people of East Continent."
"We are from the central region."
Chu Yun took a deep breath. He had no choice but to admit that compared to the Buddhist Monks, the Demonic Buddha Sect was the real monks.
Their teachings were the true way of crossing over from the common people and being benevolent to the world.
"If you don't mind, why don't you join us?"
The host smiled and extended an invitation.
Chu Yun nodded and sat in front of the table.
The young monk swiftly scooped a bowl of porridge for Chu Yun. As if on purpose, he scooped up the majority of the rice into Chu Yun's bowl.
It was the same for the Wang Chengying.
As for himself, he drank the watery rice soup with a face full of satisfaction.
Chu Yun sighed, the little monk's strength was at least Xuan Wu Realm.
With this kind of strength, he would be able to establish his own sect as a sect head if he was placed in the central region.
The refugees they fawned over every day were just a bunch of beasts in human skin.
These beasts wagged their tails in front of the Buddhist monks, begging for mercy. They didn't even get a bone from breaking their heads. Instead, they acted arrogantly and arrogantly.
What a joke.
And this host, the feeling he gave others was deep and unfathomable; at least, it was at the level of his Divine Abilities Realm.
They were staying here, eating porridge and steamed buns. Did they really not have any complaints in their hearts?