Chapter 1024: Spirit Mountain (1/2)
Chapter 1024: Spirit Mountain
Li Qiye traveled across the plateau and entered numerous temples to debate against the high monks. Despite the countless temples located here, he couldn’t find a match. No matter how great the monks were, they would be stumped the moment he spoke one or two Buddhist sentences or revealed a mudra.
His visits to the temples had gained him many followers. Wherever he went, a large group of followers consisting of both cultivators and mortals would be right behind him.
When he walked around, spectators from the distance saw this and couldn’t help but point at him: “Which high monk is that? To have so many followers…”
“So young yet they have such high attainments in Buddhism. This is truly incredible, maybe he can join Nalanda.” An expert commented with a tinge of emotion.
After being uncontested through all the temples, Li Qiye’s Buddhist affinity was at the highest level. At this time, although he didn’t have any holy radiance and spouted no mantras, each of his actions affected the rhythm of the entire plateau. Just like he said before, he was Buddha.
“We’ll go to Spirit Mountain.” Eventually, he told Wo Longxuan who was following right behind him.
She was still shrouded in black so no one could see her true appearance. She couldn’t help but look back at the followers and ask: “What about them? They’re coming as well?”
She had witnessed the power of Buddhism in these last couple of days. Once they were converted, they would act completely different, as if they were lost in a dream.
Just looking at the followers behind her made it apparent. They didn’t know who Chu Yuntian was, but after listening to his scripture debates and dharmic preachings, they immediately joined him and became his devout wors.h.i.+pers.
They had different expressions; some were peaceful, some were dazed, and some were unchanged. There was one similarity despite the variety of expressions — a fanatic level of certainty!
At this time, Li Qiye placed his palms together vertically and shouted: “The dharma is boundless, repentance is salvation!” [1. Just a common Buddhist saying.]
His shout resounded like thunder. It was an awakening like a bowl of cold water being poured on one’s head or a thunderclap resounding in one’s mind.
In this split second, the Buddhist seal in the minds of these followers set off many ripples that affected their soul. They were all roused and became clear-headed again. Some looked around and one even asked: “Where is this place?”
It resembled a group of drunkards turning sober; they were completely unaware of their location. At this moment, they were at a loss.
Wo Longxuan took a deep breath and even felt a chill run down her spine. Cultivators had a name for this — possession.
Entering the Buddhist mindset at the plateau was just another kind of “possession”. Once entranced, they would be mesmerized and forget all else while indulging in the Buddhist rhythm, bringing about peace of mind and a firm conviction.
After waking up the crowd, Li Qiye only smiled and left, leaving behind the confused followers that didn’t know where to go.
Wo Longxuan calmed down and quickly caught up to him. She walked shoulder to shoulder with him and had to ask: “Was that the dharma?”
“Of course.” Li Qiye chuckled and flatly said: “The doctrine says, the dharma is boundless, repentance is salvation! Once they enter this boundless state, they would travel forever within the boundless dharma if a high monk doesn’t give them an answer.”
She exclaimed: “This is a demonic art!” She was not a closed-minded person. Prior to this, she had a very positive view of Buddhism — peace, kindness, equality. However, after coming to the plateau and seeing Li Qiye’s peerless dharma, she felt a bit creeped out.
Because of this, whenever he debated against the high monks, she didn’t dare to linger nearby as she was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to protect her dao heart and would fall into the boundless dharma like the other followers.
“One thought to become Buddha, one thought to become Devil. Don’t forget, this is the Buddhist Funeral Plateau.” Li Qiye leisurely smiled: “Even if you don’t believe in Buddhism, you will more or less be affected after staying in this place for a while.”
She looked at him and asked: “What about you? Are you affected?”
Of course she knew about the long-term effects of the plateau. Because of this, many would only stay here for one or two years before leaving.
In fact, a huge group had been affected by it before. Even extraordinary G.o.dkings who stayed here for long felt the urge to convert to Buddhism.