C100 (2/2)

”Fine, fine, forgive us for our rudeness. Let's go to the side and rest for now,” When I heard this, my heart was set ablaze, but I did not want to argue with him anymore. I knew that even Sun Yong and I would not be his match if we were to compete in terms of Dao.

”Damn it, Sun Yong, what do you think Vajra Temple is for? They closed their doors to the mountain today, not even a single tourist was allowed in. Since they gathered all the monks, they shouldn't be joking around,” I told Sun Yong.

”I don't know either, but they probably want to convert that guy. Didn't they say that the buddhist sects have no differences? As long as they are willing to let go of everything and convert to a buddhist sect, they can accept all of it. It is also written in Journey to the West that buddhas can accept monsters as their disciples, so accepting an evil spirit is normal right now right?” Sun Yong said.

When Sun Yong said this, I kind of understood, this Vajra Temple's master's heart is really big, I really wanted to convert those two Evil Spirits, because the benefits are too great, forget about the others, the buddhist faith truly respects Shaolin, whether it's buddhist arts or martial arts, the name Shaolin Temple has already far surpassed the Vajra Temple, and is already out of the country.

In this era of chaos, even the Shaolin Temple would find it difficult to achieve such a thing. Furthermore, with the Evil Spirits advertising, they could absorb even more believers, which was more powerful than any sort of Buddha statue. As long as one stood at the door, countless nobles would flock over.

Thinking about this, I looked at Liao Yuan with a cold smile. If he really had this goal in mind, then he would have definitely failed. Back then, Sun Chengzhi's knowledge on Cultivation Level was definitely not inferior to his, but Sun Chengzhi didn't have a single way out, and he even had to use a vicious thought to attack and suppress. One could imagine how strong Son of Yi Ya's Resentment had become after thousands of years of evolution.

Just as expected, Liao Yuan had advised for two whole hours, but his expression was growing uglier and uglier.

During the last time, Liao Yuan couldn't hold it in anymore and was directly carried into the Great Hall. He also took the Pig Slaughtering Knife inside, Sun Yong and I took a look and immediately followed him in.

The Great Hall of the Vajra Temple is extremely large, and even if hundreds of monks were to enter, they wouldn't feel crowded, but we were quickly driven out by the monks. The reason is very simple, they wanted to use methods to convert the evil spirits, so the unrelated personnel weren't present.

Soon, they opened the safe and took out the Pig Slaughtering Knife. They placed it under the altar and placed it in the middle. There were also dozens of monks sitting on the prayer mats on both sides.

”Begin!” Liao Yuan roared.

This was an extremely large group of mages, over a hundred monks, among them seven or eight senior monks with the highest seniority in Vajra Temple. This kind of scene was definitely not a common sight.

Not long after, the grand and mighty chanting of sutras began to resound throughout the great hall. Occasionally, the crisp sounds of magical equipment striking could be heard.

Sun Yong reminded me, and I immediately opened my Dharma Eyes. Immediately, I felt that the entire Great Hall had become different, as countless golden light ”Swastika” characters were emitted from their mouths and gathered on their bodies, while the black energy emitted from their bodies to resist the ”Swastika” characters. It was as though water and fire had merged together, and was constantly consuming each other.

”Hahaha, the buddhist faith is only this much!” Obviously, he was still shouting. Obviously, these things couldn't do anything to him.

Liao Yuan's face was dark, he never thought that the Evil Spirit was so powerful. The power of will gathered by over a hundred monks could not do anything to him, so he shouted, ”Magic bell!”

As soon as the sound was heard, one of the monks hit the big bell, which was taller than a man, and the sound of the bell almost deafened us.

Dang, dang, dang! The bell kept ringing, and with the clear sound of the bell and the chanting of sutras, the pig slaughtering knife on the altar suddenly flew up and was about to return to its body.

”Bang!” But Liao Yuan was extremely fast, he grabbed his staff and immediately threw the Pig Slaughtering Knife away.

Even the Pig Slaughtering Knife had lost its head because it had never been so miserable in its entire life.

”Ah, ah …” Obviously, we can't take it anymore. We keep screaming and we started to struggle. The ropes and bandages are breaking and we can't hold on any longer.

The most violent change was still on the blade. It was sent flying by the staff and stared at a pillar, but it quickly continued to shake. Then, the entire blade turned red, and an apocalyptic aura was emitted from the Pig Slaughtering Knife.

Everyone's expression changed greatly, but not only did they not stop, they started chanting even faster.

”Bang!” Liao Yuan inserted the staff into the ground and quickly returned it to the praying mat. Then, his hands began to form a seal, a very complicated hand seal.

”Bang!” When Liao Yuan was done with his hand seals, an imposing aura similar to Mt. Tai erupted from his body, striking towards the Pig Slaughtering Knife.

However, Sun Yong and I pointed at the Tathagata Buddha statue in the middle of the Great Hall of Treasure with trembling hands.

”Buddha, the Buddha statue opened its eyes …” My heart was extremely shocked.