617 Crown Prince Yue Guang (1/2)
In the monastery of Li City, Rulai Ma led numerous eminent monks to see Qin Mu and the rest being fetched to the Buddha Realm. Their cultivations were too strong so they couldn't enter even if they wanted to. Only Qin Mu, Ming Xin, and the devil ape, these three divine arts practitioners whose cultivations were not high and not low could easily enter the Buddha Realm.
”Rulai, won't there be danger if we let them go by themselves?” Monk Jing Ming asked.
”There's naturally danger but the danger isn't too dangerous as well. The celestial heavens would definitely supervise the Buddha Realm and try to control the Buddha Realm, therefore they will definitely beat down on our Great Thunderclap Monastery's disciples and not let them return with their learning.”
Rulai Ma said with a smile, ”Therefore I had let Cult Master Qin follow over as well. With Cult Master Qin around, there wouldn't be much danger.”
Old Monk Jing Ming pondered for a moment and he still didn't understand the thoughts behind it. He still felt there was danger so he said, ”May Rulai please explain for me.”
Rulai Ma said, ”Buddha Realm is still Buddha Realm, after all, they are going there to learn. If the people of the celestial heavens wanted to lay their hands on them, they wouldn't bully juniors with seniors, otherwise, the other buddhas will stop them. With the buddhas of the Buddha Realm around, they still need to uphold some etiquette. If they don't bully the weak with the strong, Cult Master Qin can handle all of them. In fist skills, there's this saying: Opening the fight with one fist, preventing a hundred from coming over. Cult Master Qin is the person who starts the fight.”
Old Monk Jing Ming seemed to be in deep thoughts as he said with a smile, ”And Ming Xin is the person who mediates the situation.”
Rulai Ma nodded, ”Cult Master Qin beats people, Ming Xin mediates and if the opponent wants to debate and find a just reason to kill them, Zhan Kong will be up next. In debates, Zhan Kong can make them speechless.”
Old Monk Jing Ming was full of admiration as he said respectfully, ”Rulai is worthy of the title of great wisdom and knowledge.”
On the sacred mountain of Amitabha Monastery, that huge 'sarira' swirled its way from the mountain gate and up to the peak of the mountain. That young monk standing in front of Amitabha Monastery was surprised and furious. His hands moved up and down as he executed the technique of Dragon Elephant Tiger Three Combat. Dragon-shaped, elephant-shaped and tiger-shaped divine arts appeared around his body and they looked extremely overbearing and fierce!
Chi—
The light of that 'sarira' drowned him out and his clothes instantly turned into butterflies fluttering away. His body was completely bare and only his shoes were left.
That young monk was originally high and mighty, wanting Qin Mu and the rest to kneel their way up the mountain, beating them if they didn't comply. Now, his haughtiness had completely disappeared and he wanted to slip away when he saw the situation was bad. Suddenly, two beams of light flashed out from that 'sarira' and his legs wobbled. He knelt onto the ground and couldn't move.
That young monk was ashamed and he hurriedly planted his face into the ground so other people couldn't see his face.
On the golden peak, the figures of the great buddhas appeared to be sitting in the emptiness above and they looked down with huge frowns.
One of the buddhas flicked his fingers and that young monk instantly felt his legs being able to move again. He hurriedly covered his front and back to slip away.
Suddenly, a name of buddha rang out as a golden hand flew out from Amitabha Monastery to welcome Qin Mu's 'sarira'. It should be a kind of manifestation divine art.
That huge golden hand clashed with Qin Mu's 'sarira' and actually gave off a loud copper-like ringing, reverberating throughout the mountains.
Under the seat of a great buddha, there was a cloud hanging above the head of a monk in white and the divine art had flown out from that cloud. He blocked Qin Mu's sword pellet and he said, ”What sarira, it's merely a sword pellet!”
That monk in white looked at that huge 'sarira' and chuckled. ”Small tricks just to bring out smiles! See how I take away your sword pellet!”
A lotus flew out from the cloud above his head and it flew towards Qin Mu's huge sword pellet. Layers of lotus flower shrouded it and wrapped around the sword pellet.
Suddenly, the body of the mountain trembled violently and that monk in white instantly felt the tremors coming from his feet. Before he even heard the sound, Qin Mu had already rushed up the mountain. Because his speed was too fast, there was even mist rising from both sides of his body. Even though he was going up the mountain, he was as fierce as a tiger rushing down the mountain. His fist broke through the air and the thunder rumbled!
The entire Amitabha Monastery seemed to have sunk into a sea of lightning. With this punch from Qin Mu, everywhere had thunder and lightning crossing one another!
The monk in white raised his hands to receive the attack and his four limbs felt like they were going to be blown apart. His brain felt like it was going to fly out of his skull and his mind was blown. With a loud explosion, he had already smashed ruthlessly onto the sacred floor!
That wall in the main hall had sunk in one foot and that monk in white was embedded into the wall. Surrounding his body was full of densely packed cracks and lightning was scuttling randomly in his body.
Qin Mu raised his hand and the sword pellet flew back into his hand. As for the huge hand and lotus flower from this monk in white, they were actually broken by his sword pellet.
The monk in white opened his eyes and his eyes were bloodshot and blurry. He couldn't see Qin Mu who was in front clearly.
”This senior brother, your attainments in Dharma aren't there yet.”
Qin Mu's voice traveled into his ears. ”Divine arts aren't the goal of cultivating Dharma, the goal of cultivating Dharma is to get rid of troubles, awakening one's wisdom, and understand life and death. Divine art is only an additional path and since it's an additional path, what's the difference if I'm using a sarira or a sword pellet?”
The monk in white wanted to say a word but he puked out a mouthful of blood and became dispirited.
In midair, the heavy voice of a plump head and big ears buddha rang out, ”Fallacious reasoning and harmful teachings. You aren't a disciple of buddhism so how dare you fiddle with divine arts in the face of buddhas?”
Qin Mu executed Rulai's Mahaya Sutra and he greeted the buddhas with a dignified and solemn face. ”Buddhism? Disciple is ignorant, does buddha needs to differentiate between followers and all living things?”
That buddha burst into laughter. ”Glib tongue.” He didn't reply Qin Mu's question.
In the sky, the great buddhas sat still. Qin Mu looked around but he couldn't recognize who was Dharma King Mo Lun.
Another buddha said with a smile, ”Buddha indeed doesn't need to differentiate between followers and all living things. However, you stripped the clothes of the monks the moment you stepped up the mountain and even made my little disciple knelt down, are you here to seek knowledge or are you here to create trouble? Buddha also has obscure anger, aren't you afraid?”
'This one here is Dharma King Mo Lun!”
Qin Mu's gaze landed on Dharma King Mo Lun and he saw that this buddha was tall and skinny. He had an amiable face and made people felt they were being bathed in the spring wind.