Master Jingkong's expression remained unchanged. He followed An Rugu's gaze and looked at the Cave Star Lord behind her.
In order to facilitate the search for members of Youdu, Dongmingxingjun had changed out of the wide robe with star maps engraved on it early, and now wore the black coat given to him by the Special Management Bureau. At first glance, he looked like a dragon and a phoenix, and it was hard to tell his depth.
He was curious and asked, "Who is this?"
The smile on Dongmingxingjun's face deepened, and he was about to give his name.
However, the little white dragon next to him let out a "huh" sound from his throat: "He is not very famous. You must have never heard of him. He just has a pair of powerful eyes, and the rest is nothing special."
Dongmingxingjun: "..."
He immediately turned his head to look at the little white dragon, who was looking very proud, and gathered strength with his hands. Good fellow, it seems that he still remembers the beating he had done to him.
With so many people watching, he couldn't get angry, so he could only cover his face and smile, saying, "He's right. I'm really not famous, but I can beat those self-righteous people to a pulp."
Little White Dragon: “…”
The two men spoke in sarcastic tones and scolded each other.
The Taoist priests around felt a little troubled and had to start trying to persuade them to reconcile.
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Master Jingkong was shocked and confused when he heard this. Was this person talking about him?
He thought for a long time, bowed to them, his cassock fluttering in the wind, and politely declined: "After all, Cixin Temple is an important Buddhist site, and there are many guests here today. This is not a good idea."
The other monks behind him expressed their dissatisfaction: "I've already said that there is no problem here, why are you making such a big fuss?"
"Our Cixin Temple is a thousand-year-old Buddhist temple after all. The evil Buddha incident was an accident. What you did is so chilling."
However, Mr. Sun ignored them and took out his ID quickly: "It's okay, we just came to inform you. If you don't let us in, we will break in directly."
Master Jingkong: “…”
"Amitabha." Seeing the other party's tough attitude, Master Jingkong looked compassionate and finally changed his tone: "Donor, then follow me."
A group of people filed in from the main gate. The people from the Special Management Bureau were dressed neatly in black and exuded righteousness.
The Taoist priests wore Taoist robes and carried bags on their backs. Their robes rustled, and they looked very imposing.
A group of older pilgrims looked at them and whispered, "My God, why would a Taoist priest come to a Buddhist temple?"
"Is there any need to think about this? There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Aren't Taoism and Buddhism well-known rivals? I guess Cixin Temple has offended the Taoist priests, so they came here to cause trouble."
"But do they fight by fighting with magic or brawling?"
“I think they all should be there.”
"Ouch, hurry up and leave before you hit me. No, I have to spread the word to my friends that someone is kicking out the Cixin Temple!"
The pilgrims coming out of the temple quickened their pace while quietly posting updates on their phones, seeming to enjoy the fun.
Taoist priests: “…”
Master Jingming stood at the door, with his hands clasped together, watching the people pass by him and walk into Cixin Temple.
The monk behind him was worried and came close to the senior brother, saying in a voice as quiet as a mosquito's hum: "Senior brother, what should we do?"
Not only did people from the Special Management Bureau come, but also a group of nationally renowned metaphysics anchors.
Dragons, ghosts, gods, zombies...there are only species that he has not seen, but no species that the other party does not have.
What if he really discovered the secret of Ci Xin Temple?
Master Jingkong lowered his eyebrows and whispered, "Amitabha!"
Inside Cixin Temple
After seeing the Taoist priest, many guests imagined countless fighting scenes in their minds and dispersed one after another. The effect was better than if the police cleared the area.
In the huge temple, there are few pilgrims, but more people who come to investigate.
An Rugu and the others all entered the main hall, where many Buddha statues were sitting.
As we all know, Buddha has thirty-six characteristics and eighty virtues. Buddha statues generally have round wavy hair on their heads and are dressed in very simple clothes, but they are all plated with gold, and their bodies are radiant with golden light.
Just from these valuable and well-maintained Buddha statues, one can see that Cixin Temple has extraordinary financial resources.
Zhang Tianshi was amazed and said, "How rich! The whole body is gilded. The statues in Tianshi Mansion are only half gilded. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others."
Other Taoist priests had a deep understanding: "Blessings and infinite heavenly master, there are only one or two like this in our Qingming Temple."
"That's not so bad. We don't even have good maintenance. A lot of paint has fallen off the back. The ancestor came into my dream and grabbed my ears to discipline me. I didn't sleep well the whole night."
Zhang Tianshi turned his head to look at An Rugu who was staring at the Buddha statue, and asked curiously: "Is Chuyun Temple doing well now? Is it gilded?"
An Rugu: “…No.”
The statues of gods in Chuyun Temple are all painted antiques, without any golden bodies, and are very plain. They are mainly gods worshipped in Taoist temples, and they have never asked her for a golden body.
Zhang Tianshi smiled and said, "That's good too. If you plate your body with gold, you'll always have to worry about it being stolen. I'm a poor Taoist, and I should be content with my poverty. I'm afraid it's just to attract pilgrims, so it's so ostentatious."
An Rugu stared at the compassionate Buddha statue. The statue showed no sadness or joy. However, in an instant, the corners of its mouth suddenly curled up, and its eyes were full of sarcasm, as if it was laughing at him.
She rubbed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the statue had returned to its previous appearance.
She was doubtful and was about to speak, but Master Jingkong and a group of monks walked into the main hall.
He bowed to the people gathered under the Buddha statue, and his tone was as calm as ever: "As for the issue of gilding the statue, the Buddha is compassionate. These golden statues are almost all donated by believers. They can save them from past disasters and increase their blessings. If you want to increase your blessings, you can also donate one to Cixin Temple."
The Taoist priests paused and looked away. Such a large Buddha statue is too valuable. How can they afford it?
Master Jingkong saw that everyone was silent, and then he said, "Benefactors, you should have figured out what's going on by now. There is really no problem with Cixin Temple, and heaven and earth can bear witness to that."
The Taoist priest and the people from the Special Management Bureau talked in a low voice and all shook their heads.
An Rugu had previously sent them a message saying that the evil Buddha had come to occupy the Buddha statues and was causing trouble. This time they focused on inspecting the Buddha statues, but did not find any evil auras. Other places were also extremely normal, not much different from a normal Buddhist temple.
An Rugu's sensitive nerve endings made her feel something was strange. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, one would have a sense of something.
Ci Xin Temple is definitely not simple, at least not as normal as it looks.
She then looked at Dongmingxingjun: "What's going on? Did you see anything?"
However, the Cave Star God stared at the Buddha statue with his eyes as sharp as torches. A crescent moon was spinning in his eyes, shining with a strange light.
He put his hands behind his back, and the smile that was always on his face disappeared, almost freezing into ice.
He stretched out his right hand, and a sword shining with cold light suddenly appeared in his hand. He grasped the hilt with his backhand, and the silver-white sword light broke through the air flow and swung towards the statue.
“Boom boom!”
The golden Buddha statue was split in half and fell to the ground in two halves.
The fruits on the altar were scattered all over the floor, and the ashes in the incense burner fell to the ground, splashing countless powders and causing many people to cough.
Taoist priests: “!!!”
Master Jingkong and other monks: "!!!"
"Donor, how dare you blaspheme the gods like this!"
"Are you going to make an enemy of Cixin Temple?!"
Many monks knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, and prayed that Buddha would not be angry.
It took many Taoist priests a long time to recover from their shock, and they felt a little embarrassed facing the overwhelming questioning.
The dispute between Taoism and Buddhism has a long history. Dongmingxingjun is the left assistant of the Big Dipper and has close relations with Taoism. He may not be very accustomed to Buddhism.
But directly chopping up the Buddha statue in front of these monks is really a bit hateful.
Everyone laughed and tried to make excuses for it: "Haha, there might be a mouse behind the statue."
"I thought I saw a cockroach passing by. I might have hit the wrong one by accident."
However, Dongmingxingjun did not respond, his face was as gloomy as water: "I didn't chop the wrong statue, this statue is actually occupied by evil spirits."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ghost with a green face and fangs floated out from behind the statue.
He had long hair and wore ancient clothes. He was obviously an ancient ghost. His whole body exuded the same aura as the statue, and there was even a faint golden glow.
The ghost Li Ming saw that his habitat was destroyed. His face was extremely ferocious. He stared at the culprit fiercely with a fierce light in his eyes: "How dare you treat the gods like this?"
Taoist priests: “???”
Someone from the Special Management Bureau: “???”
Oh my God, is there a ghost hiding in this seemingly normal Buddha statue?
Everyone was horrified and their eyes fell on the other statues. Could it be that there were ghosts here too?
When everyone was at a loss, Zhang Tianshi quickly turned his head and looked at Master Jingkong, his heart and eyes filled with disbelief.
He already knew Master Jingkong, and during this campaign to suppress Youdu, they lived and ate together, and their relationship became even closer. The other party was well versed in Buddhism, had an extraordinary conversation, and a compassionate character. He was a well-known monk in the country.
No wonder the evil demon that An Rugu encountered could stay in Cixin Temple. It turns out there is no real God here.
He said blankly: "Do you know there is something wrong with the statue?"
"Amitabha."
When Master Jingkong saw that the truth was revealed, he remained calm as always and simply recited a spell.
In an instant, many ghosts appeared from behind each statue, and a dark aura filled the air. The originally solemn and majestic hall suddenly became extremely cold and almost turned into a hell on earth.
When everyone saw this, there was nothing they couldn't understand. Master Jingkong was definitely involved with these ghosts!
Zhang Tianshi didn't care about the grudges between Taoism and Buddhism. He felt helpless for the gods of the other side and shouted in grief, "How dare you use Buddha statues to raise ghosts and demons? You are blaspheming the gods!"
Master Jingkong's calm mask was torn to pieces, completely different from his previous immortal image. He smiled faintly, even a little evilly: "These statues have never been dedicated to real gods, how can you say that they are blaspheming the gods?"
Everyone: “???”
"You actually made a statue for evil spirits?"
"This is a naked cult!"
However, the monks were indignant: "Nonsense! We are not a cult, our master is the reincarnation of the real God."
"Brother is the Maitreya Bodhisattva who has come to the world. He is the real Buddha, the greatest Buddha."
When everyone heard this, they thought, isn’t this even more of a cult?
Many heretics who attach themselves to Buddhism have used the name of Buddhism to make use of it, mixed themselves with the real, and taken advantage of the opportunity to develop, having long since deviated from the true teachings of the Buddha. One of their characteristics is that they are very utilitarian, and the other is that they engage in personality cult.
Master Jingkong boasts that he is the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha. This is so bold.
Zhang Tianshi had seen gods before, so he said, "Reincarnation of a true god may exist, but how could the reincarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva raise ghosts?"
The other monks didn't listen at all and said firmly: "Does Maitreya Buddha need you to teach him how to do things?"
"Go to other temples and you will find that wishes made there are not effective at all. Only ours is very effective. Gods like this are real gods!"
Many Taoist priests were choked when they heard this, and for a moment they didn't know how to refute this weird logic.
An Rugu seemed to be thinking about something. Before, a person with a predestined relationship came to Cixin Temple to burn incense, hoping that his shadow could become a companion. In the end, it was successful. In a sense, it was very effective.
However, after the shadow leaves the body, the body of the person with whom he is destined will soon have problems. Such an effect without considering the consequences is no different from murder. In the end, it is still an evil Buddha.
When Master Jingkong heard his disciples’ support, he clasped his hands together and smiled.
It takes a thousand days to raise soldiers and only a moment to use them. It can be said that it is not in vain.
Seeing that the matter of Cixin Temple had been exposed, he no longer wanted to pretend to be polite. He stared at the ghosts who were eyeing him covetously and said, "Only by keeping them here completely can you get more incense. You should know what to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, numerous evil spirits in ancient costumes rushed towards him like arrows from a bow.
The evil spirits stay in the statues all year round, accepting the incense of believers, and have a lot of faith. Many spells against evil objects have no effect on them, which is also an important reason why they have not been discovered for a long time.
Their strength was countless times stronger than that of ordinary evil spirits, and their numbers were extremely large. The Taoist priests were defeated one after another in a short while.
Fortunately, everything was safe and sound, and the two star gods and the white dragon joined the battle, which turned the tide.
The white dragon's snow-white tail shook off the green-faced and fang-toothed ghost Li Ming, who had crawled out of the Buddha statue that was chopped open by the Cave Star God.
The opponent was thrown against the wall by the huge force and was unable to move.
Li Ming said to himself: "I am almost becoming a Buddha, why am I being controlled by a dragon?"
Bai Long smiled proudly when he heard this, "Even if you become a Buddha, so what? I am the God of Jishui River. I am much more powerful than you. You can't be as powerful as me even if you practice for 10,000 years. And you will never become a Buddha!"
Li Ming roared, "What nonsense are you talking about? Maitreya Buddha said that we will become Buddhas."
"Oh my god, this is not only a cult, it's also a pyramid scheme." After activating the spell, Zhang Tianshi said, "Look, he himself hasn't become a Buddha, how can he expect you to become a Buddha? This is the leader just making empty promises for you!"
Li Ming and many ghosts were stunned: "What is pyramid selling?"
When Zhang Tianshi saw that they didn’t even understand this, he was shocked, so he gave them some basic knowledge.
Li Ming and others fell into deep thought. They had stayed in the Buddha statue for many years, but had not harmed many people. Instead, they fulfilled the wishes of believers diligently and responsibly in order to earn a meager amount of faith.
It seems like there are still many years to go before becoming a Buddha. It is indeed too long, so long that it makes people panic.
Li Ming shook his head and shook off his thoughts: "No matter what, as long as I can become a Buddha, it's enough. I can wait for thousands or hundreds of years."
However, the little white dragon laughed out loud: "Haha."
"In our country, there are very few people who have become Buddhas through faith. Most of them are born as gods. Even if they become Buddhas through faith, they won't be that strong. By the way, there is a country called the Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas. The locals there may not even remember the names of those Buddhas. What's the difference between being a Buddha and being a human there?"
Li Ming and others: "..."
Li Ming quickly retorted: "But Maitreya Bodhisattva said that when we become Buddhas in the future, we will become his subordinates. By then, we will naturally be high-ranking officials and enjoy supreme honor. Ordinary Buddhas are simply not worth mentioning compared to us."
Xiao Bailong snorted, very disdainfully: "This Maitreya Buddha is too stingy. You have done so many things for him, he should have made a lot of money, but he didn't give you a penny. These golden statues were donated by others, and he is not willing to spend money on you.
Unlike my boss, even though the gift was ordinary, she still gave it.”
"By the way, you work for him, do you get paid? Do you get five insurances and one fund?"
Many ghosts: "???"
"What are the five social insurances and one housing fund?"
The little white dragon looked at them with a hint of pity in his eyes.
After he decided to come to Shenxianwu, An Rugu signed a contract with him, which stipulated his salary and five insurances and one fund.
In fact, he didn't really understand what it was for, but that didn't stop him from showing it off. After all, others didn't have it, but he did!
He immediately flew to An Rugu's side, raised his snow-white tail, gently poked her arm, and said with an expert look, "Hey, they work for this Maitreya Buddha, but he doesn't even pay them wages and social security. What a stingy Buddha."
He has good vision and found a good job.
An Rugu: “…”
Everyone: “…”
The Taoist priests felt complicated and always felt that it sounded weird.
Some sects raise ghosts. For example, some Taoist priests know the Five Ghosts Moving Technique. Another example is the Guanshan Sect, which almost entirely relies on raising ghosts for its combat power.
There is no salary, at most they give some incense and candles as a reward, not to mention the five social insurances and one housing fund. Is it necessary to negotiate salary with a ghost?
Master Jingkong was besieged by many Taoist priests and was beaten back step by step, leaving him no time to care about others.
Hearing such nonsense, he could only dodge the attacks and yell at the evil spirit, "Don't listen to his nonsense. What about salary and five social insurances and one housing fund? Isn't the incense enough?"
Many ghosts don’t understand what wages and social security are, but when they hear about incense and faith, they agree wholeheartedly.
The incense sticks lit by devout believers are fragrant and taste especially delicious.
However, at this time, Xiao Bailong said again: "I have eaten incense, but how can incense be as delicious as Dongpo pork?"
Many ghosts: "???"
“What is Dongpo Pork?”
"Incense is obviously the most delicious, how can Dongpo pork compare to incense?"
Little White Dragon recalled the meals An Rugu had bought for him these days, licked his lips, and said firmly: "Dongpo pork is the most delicious, no objection."
It has a mellow red color and melts in your mouth. The fragrant sauce is poured over the crystal clear rice. He can eat several bowls.
Seeing the ghosts' disbelief, he wanted to explain, but suddenly he remembered something and his eyes flashed with deep pity, as if he was looking at a beggar begging on the street: "I remember, you want to become Buddhas, Buddhists don't eat meat, I'm afraid you haven't even eaten meat, I told you you wouldn't understand."
Many ghosts: "..."
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