Chapter 53 I Have Many Heads

Hui Shi did not want to kneel down.

In fact, he had wanted to leave Lotus Temple for a long time, but he had not had the chance before.

After seeing how powerful Cui Heng was, he realized that this might be his only chance in this life, and he must follow him.

But facing the strong pressure of Zen Master Dekong, Hui Shi's body was no longer under his control.

He could only kneel down.

The Xiantian Grand Master has absolute suppression on those who have not broken through the Xuanguan.

There is no need to take action, just standing there, and the opponent can involuntarily give up resistance.

This is the situation that Monk Hui Shi is facing now.

However, although his body succumbed, his mind did not.

"What did the county lord do wrong?" Monk Huishi looked up at Master Dekong and said in a deep voice, "Do you bother to come in person to take his life?"

"You evil creature, now you won't even call me Master?" Master Dekong said in a low voice, with a look of anger, "What kind of magic potion did County Magistrate Cui feed you to make you abandon your master and forget the kindness of your upbringing?"

"The kindness of your upbringing?" Huishi was immediately furious when he heard this, and sneered, "Master, do you really think that I know nothing about my life experience and how I entered the Lotus Temple?"

"So you know everything." Master Dekong smiled with a look of sudden enlightenment, "Amitabha, now that you know, you should be grateful for your deep affinity with the Buddha.

"Twenty-eight years ago, your family was wiped out. If I hadn't seen that you were still in your infancy and had excellent physique, I took you into the temple to raise and teach you out of compassion. You would have been eaten by wild beasts long ago."

"Then why was my family wiped out?" Hui Shi was furious. He stood up under the pressure and gritted his teeth, saying, "You killed my father. My mother didn't want to be humiliated, so she jumped off a cliff and died. How dare you say you have compassion?"

"Amitabha! "Master Dekong put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name with a compassionate look on his face. He said calmly, "Your father Chen Pengju has been leading troops to conquer the northern barbarians for a long time, shaking the foundation of the country and making the people live in misery. He is guilty of heinous crimes and he deserves to return."

"When the Great Jin Dynasty was first established, there were thirteen states in the world!" Monk Huishi questioned, "but thirty years ago, there were only ten states left. The horse grazing lands in the three northern states all fell into the hands of the northern barbarians.

“If my father had not led the army to conquer the northern barbarians and take back Fengzhou, how could there be the current eleven states of Dajin, how could there be Qianfeng Mountain that could resist the northern barbarians, and how could there be Fengzhou ranch that could be used to train cavalry!

“My father repelled the barbarians, recovered the country, and made an unprecedented contribution to the peace in the north of Dajin, making the barbarians dare not go south to plunder. How could he have committed a crime, how could he have been evil?”

“Amitabha, donor Chen Pengju killed countless barbarians in the north, and committed heinous crimes.” Zen Master Dekong smiled without changing his expression, “For such crimes, he should fall into the endless hell.

“Twenty-eight years ago, your master led the people to liberate him from the Pure Land, allowing him to return to atone for his sins and avoid endless suffering. It was a kind and compassionate act, and you should be grateful to your master.”

“Those barbarians go south to plunder the Jin Dynasty every year, killing countless men on the northern border and abducting countless women. Isn’t killing them also a sin?” Hui Shi looked at Master Dekong in disbelief, shaking with anger.

"Buddha taught that all beings are equal. Barbarians are also beings. Killing them is naturally a sin." Zen Master Dekong said calmly with a matter-of-fact expression, "Donor Chen Pengju is indeed guilty, disciple, don't hold it against him."

"Okay, what a guilty one!" Hui Shi's face turned ashen, and he shouted, "My father had already reached Yunzhou and was about to recover it, but Emperor Jianyan actually issued twelve imperial edicts to recall him to the capital!

"On the way back to the capital, my father and mother were killed by you and your men. Isn't this a guilty conscience? Isn't this a deliberate murder? Ask yourself, is my father really guilty?" "

Maybe. "Master Dekong smiled and said, "It has been twenty-eight years since the incident, and you are still obsessed with it. You are really obsessed with appearances."

"You, you, you!" Hui Shi was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Disciple, if you hate the Emperor Jianyan of the Jin Dynasty for recalling your father, you can follow me and serve His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan." Master Dekong still had a smile on his face, "When we capture the Zhongzhou Imperial City in the future, I will let you chop off the emperor's head with your own hands.

"Now, you just need to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the Juhe County Magistrate, put this packet of medicine powder into his tea, and then cut off his head. I can forgive you for what you did, and even report to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan that you have made a great contribution."

"Bah!" Hui Shi spat directly and sneered, "Old man, don't dream. The county magistrate is a god, and a truly compassionate saint who is loved by the people. You and that damn Prince of Yan will definitely die!"

"Amitabha, you idiot!" Zen Master Dekong shook his head and sighed, raised his palm and slapped Hui Shi's crown.

At this moment, the originally quiet night sky suddenly brightened, and an extremely bright lightning flashed across the sky.

Immediately afterwards -

boom!

The earth-shaking thunder exploded.

It was like the wrath of heaven.

The innate grandmaster had already integrated his inner and outer powers, and was very sensitive to the outside world. He immediately felt that the energy of the heaven and earth around him had changed.

The white eyebrows of Zen Master Dekong wrinkled, and he stopped subconsciously. At the same time, an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

So, he immediately activated the innate true energy in his body.

In an instant, a layer of golden Buddha light enveloped him, solemn and dignified, as if a Buddha had descended to the world.

"Who is it?!"

Zen Master Dekong shouted loudly, feeling a little inexplicably panicked.

"Greetings to the county lord!"

Huishi showed a look of surprise on his face, and quickly saluted in one direction.

"Get up." Cui Heng walked out slowly in the darkness. He raised his hand to let Hui Shi stand up, and then looked at Master Dekong and chuckled, "I wonder what this great monk wants to do with my head?"

At this time, he retracted the power of the golden elixir, and only released a little magic power, but even so, Master Dekong felt that he was unfathomable, and the fear in his heart grew rapidly.

"Are you the inner scene Jueding?" Master Dekong looked at Cui Heng with fear, and said in a deep voice, "Since you are the inner scene Jueding, you should know what kind of wills are behind the King of Yan. Why do you have to come to this Hunshui?"

"I'm asking you, what do you want my head for?" Cui Heng had a weird smile on his face and walked slowly in the night.

"You..." Zen Master Dekong suddenly felt a little uneasy, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He subconsciously took a few steps back, "If you don't want to talk, I won't force you. I'll take my leave now."

As he spoke, the golden Buddha light on his body surged, and he was about to jump up and use his Qinggong to leave here.

But just as he jumped up, he found that there seemed to be an invisible giant hand in the air, which actually pinched him directly in the air!

At the same time, the Buddha light on his body, which was condensed by the innate true qi mobilizing the vitality of heaven and earth, was also crushed.

The whole person was lifted up in the air like a little chicken.

"God realm?!" Zen Master Dekong was shocked and looked at Cui Heng in disbelief, "How is this possible?!"

Hui Shi next to him was stunned.

Although he had seen Cui Heng's strength and had seen Cui Heng use some bizarre methods, this method of lifting people in the air and instantly crushing the innate Buddha light was also unheard of, which made him feel very shocked.

"Do you still want my head?" Cui Heng asked again, as if he had turned into a repeater.

"No, no!" Zen Master Dekong shouted in panic, not even the compassionate monk he was before.

"How can this be? I'm ready. You can't refuse it." Cui Heng smiled.

Suddenly, he raised his right hand and gently stroked his neck. The head actually rolled down from his neck and landed in his left hand.

However, no matter it was the neck or the head, not a drop of blood flowed out.

"..."

"..." At

this moment, both Hui Shi and Zen Master Dekong who was lifted up in the air were stunned. They looked at Cui Heng as if they had seen a ghost, and almost thought they were hallucinating.

"Master, do you still want this head of mine?"

At this moment, the head in Cui Heng's hand actually spoke, with that weird smile and tone, and slowly approached, "If you think it's too little, I have a lot more."

As he said, a head suddenly grew out of his empty neck.

It was intact and smiling.

"You, you, me, you?!" Master Dekong's spirit almost collapsed. The unprecedented fear made him incoherent and screamed hysterically.

"Don't come over, don't come over! Are you a human or a ghost?!"

(End of this chapter)