Chapter 2619 - 2617: The Monk Bullies Others

Chapter 2619: Chapter 2617: The Monk Bullies Others

That afternoon, the Great Xiangguo Temple was bathed in Buddha’s radiance.

A beam of golden light, like the sun itself, flashed above the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

In an instant, the entire Yangzhou City was filled with the sound of sutra chanting and the tolling of bells and drums, and a Golden Buddha Statue was floating above the great hall.

A Great Monk, under the protection of Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, and Little White Dragon, entered the Great Xiangguo Temple together with them.

The onlooking believers all bowed and saluted, each one treating him with utmost respect and deep devotion.

This Monk’s face was fair and kind, his Dharma Laksana solemn, Buddha’s light coiled about him, his body unstained by even a trace of worldly vulgarity.

Mere mortals, upon seeing him, felt their hearts submit at a single glance, as if they were about to have all the sins of their entire being delivered and washed away by him.

In the span of one afternoon, the news that Jin Chanzi had descended upon the Great Xiangguo Temple spread like a raging wind in all directions; even the women and children in the back alleys knew that a Great Buddha had arrived at the Great Xiangguo Temple.

Outside the city, inside the city, the Demon Clan moved in unison.

Countless pairs of eyes all at once fixed themselves upon the Great Xiangguo Temple.

As night fell, Jin Chanzi sat alone in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, meditating and reciting sutras, with not a single person at his side.

His three Disciples guarded outside, strictly forbidding any Monks from approaching.

Outside, besides the fervent, excited believers, there were also Monks who wanted to behold the Buddha’s light; everything was as calm and peaceful as on any other day.

Zhu Bajie guarded the rear, leaning against the railing and yawning.

He looked around in boredom, muttering in his heart, "That damn Emperor, what’s he playing at with all these little tricks. I don’t believe those Demons have the guts to make trouble inside the Great Xiangguo Temple!"

After sitting for a bit, his head grew heavy and he quickly dozed off.

Sha Seng and Little White Dragon stood guard at the main gate, both eyes filled with vigilance as their Divine Sense enveloped the surroundings.

By midnight, the entire temple had quieted down.

In the great hall where Long Fei was, a sudden surge of Blood Qi began swirling, constantly seeping out from the gaps between the floor tiles, enclosing him on all sides.

This Blood Qi was incomparably sinister and chilling, making the hall instantly turn cold.

From the beams over a hundred meters high, droplets of water began to drip down.

The sutra chanting in the great hall abruptly stopped; Long Fei calmly asked into the air, "Since the benefactor is here, why not show yourself?"

A faint rustling sounded on the beams, followed by a sinister chuckle. "I have long admired Master’s name and came specially to pay a visit. I beg your pardon for the intrusion!"

A Black Robe Daoist revealed himself, his gaze greedily fixed on Long Fei.

His eyes were like those of a predator staring at a plump, delicious prey.

Long Fei looked at him without surprise, as if he had already guessed beforehand that it would be him coming.

He looked at this Daoist and said calmly, "Is this benefactor intending to eat me?"

The Black Robe Daoist burst out laughing. "Master speaks quickly, truly a straightforward temperament. To tell the truth, that is indeed my intention. It is said among outsiders that eating Master’s flesh grants longevity equal to heaven and earth. Tell me, which Demonic Spirit under heaven wouldn’t want to eat Master?"

Long Fei put his palms together. "Amitabha, I did not expect this body of mine to make everyone go to such trouble. If the benefactor wishes to eat me, it is simple—just draw away my three Disciples outside."

"No need for Master to worry about that!"

The Black Robe Daoist laughed loudly. "I have long made arrangements for this."

He clapped his hands, and two sword lights instantly flared outside, crackling as they slashed toward the south and north.

Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, and Little White Dragon shouted from both sides at the same time, "Demon, you court death!"

They charged toward the Demons on both sides, and in a short while their figures disappeared.

Inside, the Black Robe Daoist shot Long Fei a smug grin. "See that? Master still expects those two pigs to protect you?"

Long Fei’s face showed a look of shame. "These two Disciples of mine have always been this pure and simple. If the benefactor wishes to kill, then kill. This poor Monk has nothing more to say!"

"You, Monk, could it be you’re truly not afraid of death?"

The Black Robe Daoist’s face was full of surprise. With a movement of his mind, over a dozen Human Skin Blood Shadows appeared around Long Fei.

These Human Skin Blood Shadows were chillingly sinister.

Their appearance was identical to the Black Robe Daoist’s, complete with brows and eyes, but entirely boneless, merely a thin layer.

The corners of his mouth twitched in an excited, trembling cackle. "Once I eat you, I’ll dominate the Immortal Realm!"

Those Human Skin Blood Shadows swooped at Long Fei like blood-sucking bats, ferociously pouncing upon him.

The Black Robe Daoist’s eyes glowed red, as if he were about to attain life equal to heaven and earth and become invincible under the heavens.

Yet, when those human skins tried to devour this Monk, they found that he was like a stone statue—there was nothing they could consume.

His heart lurched, and he cried out inwardly that things were bad. He hurriedly tried to recall the human skins, only to find that they could not move at all, as if glued to the Monk’s body.

The Black Robe Daoist hastily shouted, "Great Monk, what trick are you playing?"

Long Fei smiled faintly. "These human skins and this poor Monk are fated; it seems they wish to merge with me."

Before his words fell, those human skins seemed to melt, turning into a layer of Blood Qi that was swallowed into the belly of this Great Monk.

The Black Robe Daoist cried out in heartbroken anguish, "Damn Monk, give me back my Cultivation Level!"

Shocked, he summoned a blood-colored great blade and brought it slashing fiercely toward the Monk’s head.

The blade’s aura was overwhelming, tearing open the Void.

With a buzz, it was like a great mountain pressing down upon Long Fei’s head, sending gales sweeping in all directions, flinging the nearby meditation cushion and incense table into the air.

Above Long Fei’s head, a Green Lotus Dharma Laksana manifested; a flash of green light traced out a lotus leaf that blocked the blood-colored Demon Blade.

The great blade in the Black Robe Daoist’s hand suddenly rebounded, as if it had struck cotton; all of its tremendous force was completely dispersed by the lotus’s green light.

He yanked hard on the blade, only to find the lotus leaf’s Green Vine had caught hold of the hilt.

The Black Robe Daoist’s entire robe gave a sudden shudder as he tried with all his might to pull the Demon Blade back.

But although the Green Vine looked slender and soft, it was incomparably tough.

No matter how he roused his entire Cultivation Level, he could not budge the thing in the slightest.

The Black Robe Daoist was on the verge of tears; his mind spun quickly as he hurriedly begged Long Fei for mercy, "Master, if you let go of my blade, I won’t kill you, all right?"

Long Fei said blandly, "This blade is Chi You’s artifact. For you to wield it is a waste; better that this poor Monk safeguard it and pass it on to someone worthy in the future."

Law Follows the Spoken Word; the Green Vine that had been wrapped around the hilt kept creeping forward.

In a moment, the vine was about to coil around the Black Robe Daoist’s arm.

The Black Robe Daoist was so frightened that he hurriedly released his grip, fearing the Green Vine would restrain him.

He cried out hoarsely in rage, "You Monk, you don’t even kill, what do you want this treasured blade for? You—you’ve got no sense of honor!"

A Vajra Dharma Laksana rose behind Long Fei, and with a curl of his lips as he stared at the Black Robe Daoist, he said, "I see that the benefactor is fated with my Buddhist Sect. Would you care to stay and serve as a protector for this poor Monk?"

The Vajra Dharma Laksana behind him was imposing, like a giant standing before the Black Robe Daoist. It suddenly spread its hands, reaching to seize him.

Seeing the extraordinary might of the Vajra, the Black Robe Daoist recoiled in shock and cursed, "Serve your damn mother as protector!"

He was furious and helpless, blurting out curses in the heat of the moment, wanting nothing more than to tear this Monk apart and eat him.

Damn it, this was bullying taken too far.