However, judging from the chilling scenes presented through the light screen,...
This so-called "Buddhism" is permeated with an intense, almost tangible, bloody atmosphere.
It was as if the stench emanating from the depths of hell was completely different from their preconceived notions of religious sanctity and compassion, as worlds apart.
However, from King Jinrui Zhao's previous account, everyone keenly caught some clues and vaguely sensed that this was not orthodox or normal Buddhism.
Could this be a cult that is deliberately using Buddhism as a guise to bewitch people and do evil?
Chengxiao has experienced dark times when cults ravaged the land.
In those years, cults sprang up and spread like a malignant tumor in various places, bewitching people with false doctrines.
They used cruel methods to oppress the people, and the crimes they committed were countless and too numerous to recount.
Over the years, the government has consistently dedicated itself to combating cults, investing countless manpower and resources and overcoming numerous difficulties and obstacles.
Only then were those cult organizations with ulterior motives and numerous evil deeds eradicated.
The pain and fear inflicted by those cults are still deeply imprinted in people's memories, and the mere mention of them still sends shivers down their spines.
Now, something called "Buddhism" has suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Moreover, upon its appearance, the horrifying and bloody scene struck like a heavy hammer, brutally breaking down everyone's psychological defenses.
It brought them an unprecedented shock and fright.
This sudden turn of events inevitably evoked a sense of instinctive resistance in everyone, as if they were facing an unknown and extremely threatening force.
Qin Qianluo knew that this was definitely not the time to elaborate on the origins and doctrines of Buddhism.
After all, every passing second is like the footsteps of death, relentlessly approaching the lives of those innocent victims.
The most urgent task is to seize the precise location of the murderer as quickly as possible, so as to launch a rescue operation and save those souls struggling on the edge of life and death.
Her expression was as solemn as the gloomy sky before a storm, and her gaze was so urgent that it seemed to shoot out tangible light.
She spoke rapidly and urgently, "But now is not the time to discuss this, Rainbow Dash."
Print out the exact location of the murderer; the court session is about to end.
After the court session, without attracting anyone's attention, I quietly slipped the note to Lord Lu and the others.
Only in this way can they get there as quickly as possible and try to save those poor souls still trapped in the clutches of the murderer, their lives hanging by a thread.
Feng Qingyun responded with a clear and melodious voice, her eyes, as bright as black gemstones, still sparkling with barely suppressed curiosity.
But she knew what was important and what was urgent, and she suppressed the surging curiosity in her heart.
Her fair, jade-like hands moved gracefully in the air, her movements as light as a butterfly in flight. In an instant, a faint, dreamlike glow emanated from her body.
Under this dim light, the light flickered and danced like elves, clearly printing the murderer's location information onto the paper as instructed by Qin Qianluo.
The emperor, seated on the dragon throne that symbolized supreme authority, took in this series of subtle yet crucial movements, a flicker of unreadable emotion passing through his eyes.
But soon, he turned his body slightly, his majestic gaze like a sharp hook that could see through everything, meeting Li Gonggong's gaze precisely.
Eunuch Li served the Emperor for many years and was like a living dictionary that knew the Emperor's thoughts perfectly.
He knew by heart the profound meaning behind every glance, every raised eyebrow, and every slight twitch of the emperor's lips.
The moment his eyes met the Emperor's, he instantly understood as if by telepathy, nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and quietly withdrew without leaving a trace.
A moment later, the melodious yet solemn sound of the court bell rang out slowly above the magnificent and imposing palace.
The sound of the bells was like a profound call from history, echoing in every corner of the palace.
The sound penetrated through the exquisite carved beams and painted rafters, lingering in everyone's ears, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes of time and the weight of mission.
The sound was initially melodious and gentle, like a clear mountain spring flowing, but gradually it became powerful and resonant.
The people in the court were filled with mixed emotions, as if a bottle of mixed feelings had been spilled.
On the one hand, they were deeply attracted by the mysterious and unpredictable "Buddhism" that exuded a slightly eerie atmosphere.
Just like a moth drawn to a flame, it is filled with a strong, almost fanatical, desire to explore it.
They were eager to know everything about it, from its mysterious origins to its unique doctrinal content.
The hidden secrets behind it all, every detail attracts their curiosity like a magnet.
This curiosity burned like a raging fire in their hearts, almost consuming their reason.
However, on the other hand, their rationality clearly told them that there was something far more important and urgent than satisfying their curiosity—saving lives.
Those innocent victims are teetering on the edge of life and death, engaging in a heart-stopping battle with the ruthless Grim Reaper every second.
Their lives were like candles flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
In this contradictory and conflicted state of mind, despite their hearts being filled with reluctance and longing for the unknown, it was as if an invisible hand was pulling at their hearts.
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