Chapter 120 Buddha Is Not in Buddha City

Liu Qingxi was the first to arrive at the scene.

The imagined scene of a tall monk talking about his enlightenment of Buddhism, spreading the truth of Buddhism, shocking the world, and showing off his style did not appear.

He was stunned.

His expression froze in an instant.

"Bang..."

Zhang Daoke behind him failed to brake in time and hit Liu Qingxi's back.

The four monks he carried on his shoulders also fell to the ground, fell in a mess, and his clothes were stained with yellow mud.

"Old Liu, you..." Zhang Daoke was carefree and was about to complain.

But suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He looked up.

For a moment, he was also stunned.

There was no passionate scene of one person arguing about the thirteen temples.

There was only a bloody figure.

Step by step.

Stepping on the golden stairs.

Climbing up.

In front of him, the abbot of Changxiang Temple sat firmly on the lotus platform, looking down from above.

"Why is this?"

Liu Qingxi was confused. This was completely different from what he had imagined.

Not only him, but even the four monks who grew up in the Buddhist city also looked unimaginable.

He only knew that the temple ceremony was difficult, but he didn't know how difficult it was.

He thought that it was because the Buddhist teachings were not profound enough that no one had passed it.

Now I see.

It is obviously more than that.

"Temple ceremony." Li Changxiao walked slowly to the side of the few people, "You were all drunk last night, only he and I were still conscious, and we chatted for a while."

"He told me that the temple ceremony... is very cruel. Ten deaths and no life."

"Climb the 35 steps and climb the first platform."

"Take one step at a time, take off all the clothes and accessories on your body."

"Just this step will suppress and trample on people's shame. Only those with great perseverance can't bear it..."

"These thirteen platforms are like ascending to heaven."

Li Changxiao's voice was flat, but it revealed a complicated meaning.

In fact, the two talked a lot last night.

Li Changxiao knew that Monk Kongwo's ambition was not just to include Kongwo Temple in the orthodoxy.

Or rather... the orthodoxy that this Buddhist city claims to be.

He looked down on it.

The so-called enlightened monk sitting high on the terrace, overlooking the world, might think that this poor challenger was really ridiculous.

"Why... why." Liu Qingxi shook his head.

He vaguely understood.

Why didn't the other party wake them up and come to observe the temple ceremony.

What a cruel punishment.

Zhang Daoke cursed on the spot, "Shit monk!"

The fourth monk's face turned pale and he couldn't say a word.

He couldn't accept it, no matter what.

"Let's go, let's go to the front row." Li Changxiao led a few people to the lower part of the Buddha platform.

"Climb up the second platform, from the 35th to the 70th step, each step is filled with the fragrance of lust."

"It can stimulate the most primitive lust in people's hearts, and gradually lose their rationality."

"For mortals who can climb the second platform and win the debate, their minds are as solid as a rock."

Li Changxiao sighed leisurely, but the sinister intentions in it were also fully reflected.

Take off clothes and arouse lust.

What a humiliation for monks, or even anyone else?

Trampling on dignity.

But the so-called monks on the terrace enjoy this process.

Like to see the challengers show their ugly faces.

Listening to this process.

Even an old man like Zhang Daoke is already sweating.

How could he not realize it.

This so-called "temple etiquette" is to make things difficult and humiliate the challengers.

They are high above.

Are mortals also worthy of discussing the law with us?

Li Changxiao continued, "From the 70th to the 105th step, climbing the third step is even more cruel..."

"Each step is covered with iron nails, nailing into the flesh!"

Liu Qingxi couldn't listen any more, "What's the point of arguing like this?"

"They didn't want anyone to sit with them." Zhang Daoke sneered, "I'm afraid the higher you go, the harder it will be."

Li Changxiao nodded, recalling the conversation with the man with the red mole on his eyebrow last night, and continued, "From the 105th to the 140th step, climbing the fourth step, each step is covered with poisonous scorpion powder, itching into the bone marrow, poisoning into the blood, and can cause hallucinations."

"During the entire temple ceremony, you must not scream, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the Buddha, and the right of interpretation is in their hands."

...

Li Changxiao explained one by one, from the first step to the tenth step.

Even for a martial arts master with internal force to protect his body, climbing the sixth step is already the limit.

"Old Su, I finally heard it." A trace of coldness flashed in Zhang Daoke's eyes, "Temple rituals must be killed, but why did Old Wang..."

Li Changxiao's eyes were deep, "Because he has a higher ideal."

Said.

He turned his head to look at the fanatical people around him, thinking of the private conversation yesterday.

At this moment.

The monk with the Dharma name Kongwo has already climbed the tenth step, from the 350th step to the 385th step, one step at a time, and each knife cut into the flesh.

Bloody blood gushed out of his body.

He climbed the eleventh step.

The Buddhist teachings of the monk were vulnerable in front of him, like the lies of a three-year-old child.

He was covered with injuries all over his body, and he silenced the other party with a few words.

He walked straight to a higher place.

385th step to 420th step.

Someone poured boiling hot oil directly from a high place.

The sizzling sound was terrifying.

"How is this possible." Liu Qingxi couldn't believe it. The difficulty of climbing the steps was too great.

The fourth monk had never seen such a tragic situation in his life.

But the figure on the Buddhist platform remained silent, stepping on the boiling hot oil, stepping up step by step.

The monk of the Luji Temple was a little panicked.

He had never encountered such a challenger.

He came up with a sinister trick, and then closed his eyes to rest.

Monk Kongwo stepped on the hot oil, with knife wounds all over his body, without a single piece of clothing, sitting in front of the monk of the Luji Temple.

Prepared to start the discussion.

Unexpectedly, the other party kept closing his eyes to rest, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and knocking the wooden fish.

This is...

He used the same trick again, intending to compete with the other party in concentration.

It was really shameless.

Liu Qingxi was furious and even wanted to rush up to make trouble.

However, he was held down by Zhang Daoke with one hand and shook his head.

Monk Kongwo didn't need help.

He didn't need anyone to stand up for him.

He and Li Changxiao had already realized this.

The funny thing is.

Even if it was so shameless.

The monk from the Lukji Temple, because he had eaten something bad, his stomach was churning, and he hurriedly admitted defeat.

Monk Kuga continued to walk up.

This was the last leg.

He staggered.

Hot oil was still poured from above.

But this time.

From the moment Monk Kuga stepped onto the stairs.

Sitting on the thirteenth platform, the monk from the Seventh Temple immediately added fuel to the fire.

The last thirty-five steps were burning fiercely, and the high temperature caused the space to distort.

The flames instantly climbed onto Monk Kuga's body.

The monk from the Seventh Temple sneered, but he didn't know that there were always things that the flames couldn't burn.

I saw that figure, wearing fire, with a calm expression, sitting down opposite, and talking about the law.

The monk from the Seventh Temple was as scared as seeing a god or demon, and fled in a panic.

The "temple ceremony" that had no chance of success was broken.

It was already night at this moment.

However.

The man who was being burned by the flames was not satisfied with this.

He went to a higher place...

Li Changxiao murmured: "He wants to save the city by himself."

"Tell all living beings that Buddha... is not in Buddha City."

The moment he finished speaking.

Monk Kongwo had already climbed to the highest point and said the words that the people of Buddha City could never accept, which caused the thirteen orthodox temples to collapse and break their defenses.

Buddha is not in Buddha City!