Three days later, the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's disciples opened the altar to give lectures and preach the Mahayana Dharma!
Some people believe it, but most people don't believe it, because the holy monk never shows up, I'm afraid he's not a liar, right? Now, he has finally appeared, whether he believes it or not, he is full of curiosity and wants to hear what Mahayana Buddhism is.
Outside the Demon Suppression Temple, the monks of various temples who scolded the holy monk as a liar every day finally caught the opportunity, and geared up one by one, ready to expose this group of liars in three days, and return the Buddhist sect to peace.
The next day, not far from the Demon Suppression Temple, in a newly built inn.
Nie Tianba and the ten blood-robed men stared at the direction of the Demon Suppression Temple.
"Two days later? The holy monk opens the altar to give a lecture?" A man in a blood robe said in a deep voice.
"If you open the altar to give a lecture, just open the altar to give a lecture! Why are you surrounded by so many immortal disciples?" Another blood-robed man frowned.
"I found out clearly, Wang was afraid that there was an accident when he opened the altar to give a lecture, so he invited the disciples of the Righteous Dao Immortal Sect around Zhou Jing to come and help guard for a few days!" Nie Tianba explained.
"Are all the righteous disciples around Zhou Jing crazy? Why do you want to listen to Wang Ke?" A blood-robed man said uncomfortably.
"Uh, I found out that Wang Ke can pay them one per person, insurance worth five thousand pounds of spirit stones!" Nie Tianba explained.
"Five thousand pounds of spirit stones? At this glance, there are twenty golden elixir realms, this is one hundred thousand pounds of spirit stones? Wang Ke is really willing to spend blood!" A blood-robed man said in surprise.
Nie Tianba's face froze: "It's not 100,000 pounds of spirit stones, it's insurance worth 100,000 pounds of spirit stones, insurance! In fact, Wang Ke didn't pay a penny, but he took out twenty pieces of paper!"
The blood-robed people were suddenly stunned, and twenty pieces of paper were taken out?
"They are all crazy!" A man in a blood robe stared in astonishment.
The people in the blood robe have been in the Lotus Blood Cave for the past six months, and they don't know much about the outside world, which also leads to the fact that the insurance policy has now become a hard currency of a hundred thousand mountains.
"Then what should we do now? A group of righteous disciples are guarding the Demon Suppression Temple, how can we catch the holy monk? How to explain to the rat king?" A blood-robed man said in a deep voice.
"I think, why don't we wait for this limelight to pass before catching the holy monk?" Nie Tianba kindly suggested.
"Fart, what a bad idea!" A blood-robed man said disdainfully.
Nie Tianba's face froze: "No, that king is very dangerous! I have been planted in his hands several times!"
"You are you, we are us! You are incompetent, don't make us look incompetent, okay?" A blood-robed man stared.
"That's it! The first level of the Jindan Realm, and I am embarrassed to point fingers at us!"
"You just became a golden elixir, you are still a little more tender!"
"Wait? What do you know? Many things, if you wait, are all variables!"
"If the holy monk runs away, where will we reason?"
A group of blood-robed people scolded Nie Tianba, and Nie Tianba didn't know how to reply for a long time.
"I have a way, let's dig a tunnel, shall we? It just so happens that the rat demons under the Rat King are all good at making holes?"
"Hey, this idea is good, I don't know, the ghost appeared under the Demon Suppression Temple unknowingly, suddenly appeared, robbed the holy monk and ran away?"
"Good idea, I heard that the holy monk lives in the main hall of the Demon Suppression Temple every day, as long as he digs there, he will be fine!"
The more a group of blood-robed men spoke, the more excited they became.
Nie Tianba's face changed: "No, you don't know, there used to be a man named Tong An'an, who dug a tunnel to deal with Wang Ke, but he was all planted!"
A group of blood-robed men looked at Nie Tianba.
"You are sick, let's not deal with Wang Ke!"
"That's right, we want to catch the holy monk!"
"What Tong An'an, it's none of our business, as long as you don't snitch, how can they know about our plan?"
"That's right, that's right, our plan is seamless, if something goes wrong, there is only one possibility, and that is your secret!"
A group of people shouted at Nie Tianba.
Nie Tianba: "......"
Am I here to be angry? Rely on me for everything?
Three days flew by!
How many people from Zhoujing came to watch, how many immortal disciples stationed in Zhoujing came to listen to the scriptures, and similarly, how many monks who wanted to find fault were gearing up, waiting for the holy monk to give a lecture, picking out mistakes and omissions, knocking them down from the altar, and returning the Buddhist sect to a clean place.
Inside, separated by a wall, Wang Ke, Zhang Zhengdao, and Monk Bujie listened to the noise outside, and they were all silent for a while.
"Wang, Wang Ke, there are so many people here, do you really want me to talk about that thing?" The monk looked at Wang Ke worriedly.
"Nonsense, we've been practicing for three days, and we're about to start, do you still want to pick a pick? What is that thing? That's called Mahayana Buddhism!" Wang Ke stared.
"No, this is all made up by us, I have ready-made Buddhist scriptures, and I can speak very well!" The monk finally persuaded.
Wang Ke stared: "We are talking about Mahayana Buddhism, what is the use of your Hinayana Buddhism?"
Unprecepted monk: "......"
"Okay, just follow the plan and don't make mistakes! Go to the futon and make it ready, let's talk later!" Wang Ke glared at the monk.
The monk's face stiffened for a while, and finally he sighed slightly, returned to the Buddha statue of the Demon Suppression Temple and sat down.
"Zhang Zhengdao, you go to the underground secret room and use the lightning whip to guard against it!" Wang Ke said in a deep voice.
"Why? When the altar was opened, in full view of everyone, someone was still attacking the monk who did not give up?" Zhang Zhengdao was astonished.
"Who knows? What if someone doesn't have a cold about Mahayana Buddhism? You must know that among ordinary religious believers, there are often fanatical believers, and we can be on guard in case of a sneak attack on the monk!" Wang Ke explained.
"Huh? Okay, okay! However, I always feel that you are playing a bit big this time, don't take it off!" Zhang Zhengdao nodded blankly.
"Don't worry, it won't!" Wang Ke shook his head.
Zhang Zhengdao was silent for a while, but after all, he didn't say anything, stepped through the mechanism on the side, and arrived at the Demon Suppression Temple, where the newly dug underground palace was guarded.
The underground palace was exactly the same as that of Zhu Xianzhen, it was pitch black, and Zhang Zhengdao spread out the lightning whip and waited patiently.
The soundproofing of this underground palace is not very good, Zhang Zhengdao happened to be sitting in the corner of the underground palace, ready to listen to Wang Ke bragging outside.
At the Demon Suppression Temple above, Wang Ke said solemnly to the monk Bujie: "Holy monk, have we started?"
The monk sat on the futon, his face twitched, and he nodded.
Wang Ke walked out of the main hall of the Demon Suppression Temple and said: "The Holy Monk's Decree, open the altar to give lectures, and allow those who listen to the scriptures to enter!"
Wang Ke spoke, and suddenly, the children of the Wang family opened the courtyard door.
For a while, the monks and people outside the door rushed in, and soon filled the front of the main temple of the Demon Suppression Temple, not to mention, because they had been allowed to enter, and at this moment the courtyard walls were full of people, staring at the dark hall of the Demon Suppression Temple one by one.
Although it was daytime at this moment, the hall was dark, and I could vaguely see a monk sitting under the Buddha statue inside, and the monk was sitting quietly, like a sculpture.
"Holy monk? Aren't you going to open an altar to give a lecture? Why don't you sit in the temple and not come out?" A monk mocked coldly.
There was a burst of coordinating mockery all around.
"Shut up!" Wang Ke stared and shouted.
This break of drinking instantly silenced everyone, and they looked at Wang Ke in astonishment, what are you shouting?
"Didn't you see it? You are also a Buddhist practitioner, don't you know what the holy monk is doing?" Wang Ke stared angrily.
"What is the holy monk doing? Aren't you going to give a lecture?" The monk mocked.
"The holy monk is talking to the ghosts of the underworld, interceding for the ghosts who died in vain!" Wang Ke explained.
Monks: "......"
Just blow it! Still communicating with the underworld? Just him, a mortal? Mortals who don't even have any cultivation can communicate with the underworld?
"Do you think the holy monk is so idle every day like you? The holy monk has to use Mahayana Buddhism every day to collect countless grievances who have died in vain, and he also has to communicate with the hell of hell and intercede with the judges of hell! How can you have the kung fu to take care of you every day, and you make trouble every day, so that the King of Zhou will order the holy monk to force the monk to prove himself, otherwise, how can he have the kung fu to give you a lecture, hum!" Wang Ke snorted coldly.
"Wang Ke, do you still want to lie to us? It's all at this time, who can you deceive?" Mahayana Buddhism? Hmph, today we are here to listen to the Mahayana Buddhist teachings, if we are not convinced, we will smash this Demon Suppression Temple to avoid tarnishing the reputation of the Bodhisattva!" The monk stared angrily.
"If you like to listen, listen, if you don't listen, get out, what are you shouting? Is it you giving a lecture, or is it a holy monk giving a lecture?" Wang Ke stared.
The monk: "......."
Didn't you talk nonsense first?
"Hmph, okay, we don't speak, we listen to the Mahayana Buddhist teachings of the holy monks, but we have the mouth to argue that what the holy monk says is false, we will argue that it is fake, and we will be rude to you!" The monk said coldly.
"That's right, we are waiting for your Mahayana Dharma and then arguing with the holy monk! It also makes the people around you understand what a liar is!" A group of monks said coldly.
"Amitabha!" The undisciplined monk in the main hall of the Demon Suppression Temple suddenly spoke.
Suddenly, everyone around fell silent, and many people looked into the main hall with suspicious eyes, wanting to hear what Mahayana Buddhism was.
"In the underworld, there is a place where evil spirits are imprisoned, called the eighteen layers of hell, the evil spirits who are imprisoned in the underworld, once they enter the eighteenth level of hell, it is difficult to be reborn, the first level, the tongue-pulling hell! All living people who sow discord, slander and harm others, are slippery, argue with each other, lie and deceive, will be sent to tongue-pulling hell after death! The little devil broke open the person's mouth, clamped his tongue with iron tongs, and pulled it out raw, not pulling it out all at once, but lengthening and slowly dragging it......" the monk said.
With this opening, all the monks who came to find fault were completely stunned.
What's the matter, we just want to argue with you, why are you threatening us as soon as you come up? You say we are sowing discord and arguing with each other, and we want to go to hell with our tongues?
Is this trying to block us? Don't let us debate the scriptures? We debate the scriptures, called clever words to argue with each other? We expose you to the people, so that you are sowing discord? Are you going to tongue-pulling hell?
Just say it, why are you talking about it in such detail? We were all creepy when we heard it!
Many immortal disciples also stared wide-eyed at the holy monk in the Demon Suppression Temple, this holy monk is a ruthless character, these days he never shows his face, and never speaks, this opening is a ruthless move! Whoever argues with him will go to hell with his tongue? It's too ruthless!
(End of this chapter)