A round face, a bulging belly, and a swaying body.

Because they worship Buddha all day long, never see the sun and don't work much, everyone who comes to the restaurant to eat looks fat and weak, with a hint of laziness on their pale faces.

They came to the food store, sat together in twos and threes, bought different meals and started eating them with big mouthfuls.

Everyone ate quickly and happily, with the sound of slurping food. The aroma of meat and vegetables wafted through the air, mixed with the sound of rapid conversation from time to time.

"Why did Lao Li leave after getting his meal? Did he go home to eat?"

"His father has been worshipping for 29 years. Now is the most critical year. He helps his father to prepare meals every day and brings them back to feed his father."

"Oh, that's an important matter. We're busy all year round just to make our parents above us become Buddhas."

At this moment, there are about dozens of people in the square, and it can be seen at a glance that they are out of place in the entire Buddhist City.

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She turned her head and looked at Zhao Wanxi and asked, "Have you ever seen the Great Guangming Temple display these Buddha statues in the world?"

Lin Xing glanced at the red-robed Taoist priest, nodded and said, "Well, I didn't expect that the leader of the Zhan Xie Sect is here too."

However, as the crowd gradually dispersed, some people who had arrived began to comfort the crying children and soon pulled them back to their rooms.

"Some of them will come to look for temporary believers to do their work. They will get paid as much as they worship. They can just lie down for a few days after worshipping for a day, and that's how they can barely make a living..."

"Isn't this the mother of the Zhou family?"

"Alas, the old men and women nowadays are different from our grandparents. They can't endure hardships, so don't push them too hard."

In a blink of an eye, the street was empty, leaving only the body of an old woman still lying in a pool of blood. Bursts of Zen sounds came from the surrounding houses.

"I have watched the old lady of the Zhou family grow old since she was a child. She has always been very well-behaved and pious. How could she suddenly become like this?"

Dong'er warned seriously: "In this Buddhist city, you must never talk nonsense to the Buddha statue. If you are considered to be slandering the Buddha, the Buddha statue will directly capture you."

Throughout the whole process, the Buddha statue always has a smile on his face and his movements are slow and graceful.

Although Lin Xing had stopped using the sword pills after reaching the realm of being better with a sword than without one, he knew that the ancient objects that had been worshipped for a hundred years all had impressive power, basically matching the power of the first inheritance. Bai Yiyi continued, "With so many believers under the rule of the Great Guangming Temple, how many Buddha statues could have been accumulated over the past few hundred years? If a 200-year-old Buddha statue can exert part of the power of the second inheritance, a 300-year-old statue can exert the power of the third inheritance... This is a very strong force."

However, as if the Buddha statue noticed that Bai Yiyi did not take any further action, it turned back again and continued to walk out to the street.

Several men and women rushed towards the corpse against the flow of people, and cried out as they saw the old man who had lost his life.

Although he had a smile on his face, Dong'er felt cold in his heart.

Dong'er, who was standing by, quickly covered her mouth and said, "Don't slander the Buddha!"

"I heard that the other Buddha statues that are 200, 300, and older are all enshrined in the main temple."

Dong'er, who was standing by, noticed the face that Luo Wengao was looking at and said casually, "Baijia Village, Dong'er, I am a believer of the Great Light Buddha."

Dong Er frowned and said, "Da Guangming Temple doesn't support idle people. Even if it's about worshipping Buddha, not everyone can do it well."

Following behind Dong'er, Bai Yiyi whispered, "This Buddha statue that has been worshipped for a hundred years, its power is about the same as those weapons and armor that have been worshipped for a hundred years, right? When I saw the Buddha statue moving a person, its strength is about the same as the first inheritance of the martial arts direction."

After a while, the group arrived at a square.

About ten minutes later, a heavy sound of footsteps was heard, and a Buddha statue over two meters tall walked over.

Lin Xing and Bai Yiyi looked at each other and thought that fortunately they had planned to hide their identities since entering the territory of Da Guangming Temple. They also wore human skin masks, so they were not afraid of being recognized.

From a distance, they could see many people lying crookedly in the square.

Lin Xing and Bai Yiyi both recognized at this moment that the red-robed Taoist standing in the corner of the square was the old man who had once displayed his supernatural powers in the Zhoutian Club and later seemed to be frightened away by the scholar riding a dragon, and was suspected to be the leader of the evil sect.

Most of them were wearing tattered clothes, their faces were covered with dust, and there was a hint of sadness in their eyes.

Lin Xing nodded slightly when he heard this, and thought of the sword pill he had used before.

For example, one of the old men, wearing a red Taoist robe, looked radiant and his every move revealed an indescribable majesty.

Some people curled up in the corner, while others took a nap leaning against the wall.

Just then, a bang was heard in the distance.

"Old Li has finally reached the end of his rope. He will try his best in this last year. When his father becomes a Buddha, he will divorce his own wife."

Next, Dong'er took the three of them to the place where temporary believers were recruited.

"Many people lack the Zen nature, are not talented enough, or are too old to worship Buddha... In short, if they cannot gather enough time for the Buddha's worship every month, they will be removed from the list of true believers by the temple."

She turned to look at Lin Xing and said, "But it seems that the Da Guangming Temple is more dangerous than we thought."

Bai Yiyi waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, Master will support you. Just charge forward bravely."

Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Yiyi and said, "Master Bai, if you find anything wrong, remember to come back at any time."

Bai Yiyi asked curiously, "Don't you get money for praying to Buddha here? Why do these people look so poor?"

But she immediately shook her head and denied her guess: "No, no, if they were really that powerful, they would have dominated the world long ago. There must be some limitations or flaws."

The Buddha statue has a kind face, his eyes slightly closed, his hands clasped together, and there is always a faint smile on his face.

The Buddha statue walked to the corpse and stopped. He reached down with one hand and grabbed the old woman's body, holding it steadily in his palm.

At this time, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked up to Dong'er and Lin Xing, smiled and said, "I am Luo Wengao from Bishui Villa. You don't look like ordinary people under the jurisdiction of Da Guangming Temple. I wonder which sect you are from?"

Bai Yiyi whispered to Zhao Wanxi, "Is the camera on? Ancestor, I have a feeling that a big scene is coming. I may be in the limelight at any time. You must not miss it."

Only after the Buddha statue had gone far away did Dong'er let out a sigh of relief and said to the three people, "That was a Buddha statue that had been enshrined for more than a hundred years, and it had been endowed with spiritual wisdom by the Great Light Buddha."

Or maybe in the other corner of the square, there was a woman wearing an elegant Taoist robe and looking cold as ice.

Seeing the man lying in a pool of blood, the believers around him began to whisper.

Dong'er nodded and said, "Inside and outside of Chuanfo City, whether it's growing and transporting grain, cleaning up the streets, or funerals and weddings, everything is done by these century-old Buddha statues."

Lin Xing said: "It's okay to be dangerous. What I'm worried about is whether the Great Light Buddha... has the ability to distort my mind."

It’s just because at this moment, there are many more people in the square whose clothes and temperament are different from those of temporary believers.

Zhao Wanxi touched the camera hidden in the button and made a gesture to indicate that everything was OK: "Don't worry, ancestor, it's all being filmed."

Zhao Wanxi introduced: "Tianyi Sect, Hu Tao."

"Old Li is hiding it. He said he's afraid his father would find out and be distracted. He wants to wait until his father becomes a Buddha before getting a divorce."

The Buddha statue that had just carried the corpse away had turned its head 180 degrees and was staring in the direction of Bai Yiyi with a smiling face.

Naturally, Luo Wengao didn't take Dong'er seriously.

As Dong'er spoke, there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes as he glanced across the square.

A man jumped down from the building.

And because of Jing Shiyu's identity as a member of the Tianyi Sect, it was easier for Lin Xing to obtain information about the Tianyi Sect, so this time they chose to disguise themselves as disciples of the Tianyi Sect.

"Ah? I heard that she will be worshipping for thirty years in two years, why is she so depressed?"

There are also those gangsters holding various knives, guns, sticks and clubs, looking exhausted.

"Ah? There is such a thing? Why didn't I know about it?"

The whispering only lasted for a while. The crowd was like a never-ending stream of water. It continued to surge forward, brushing against the bodies lying on the ground, and everyone returned to their different homes.

There was also a mysterious man covered in a black robe.

The believers came in a hurry, ate voraciously, and then left in a hurry like a whirlwind, squeezing into the crowd on the street, leaving only the table full of pots and bowls.

Bai Yiyi said: "Tianyi Sect, Daji."

Lin Xing clasped his fists and said, "Tian Yi Sect, Tang Si."

Lin Xing listened to the conversation between several men and women at the next table, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Seeing Zhao Wanxi shaking her head repeatedly, Bai Yiyi judged: "Sure enough, when the Great Guangming Temple appeared in the world, it greatly concealed its martial arts."

Then he turned around and walked back in the direction he came from.

Bai Yiyi's eyes also focused, and she whispered, "Lin Xing, did you see it?"

The bustle in this shop comes and goes quickly.

Bai Yiyi nodded, and a glimmer of enlightenment seemed to flash in her eyes: "Buddha statues that have been enshrined for more than a hundred years? Da Guangming Temple has been established for so long, and every household worships Buddha, so shouldn't there be many such statues?"

Bai Yiyi, who was watching this scene, was surprised and asked: "What is this?"

When Luo Wengao heard the name of the Tianyi Sect of Lin Xing and the other two, a trace of barely perceptible contempt flashed across his eyes, and he thought to himself: "What level are the masters present here? Why did the Xingxiao Sect even invite the Tianyi Sect's group of ghost-playing monsters?"

However, he continued with enthusiasm on his face: "You guys came here to become temporary believers. Could it be that you also came for the secret treasure under the cliff of sacrifice?"

Lin Xing raised his eyes slightly and asked, "Secret treasure? Are you all here for this?"

Luo Wengao chuckled, slightly opened the folding fan in his hand, pulled the three people aside, and whispered: "Brother, since you are here, why bother pretending to be stupid with me? As early as a month ago, Xingxiao Sect began to select heroes in the martial arts world to open a secret treasure in Jiangyang Province."

(End of this chapter)