Compared with Jueming, Lu Shanjun's demonic body at this moment was like a cricket standing next to a big cat's paw. His golden wheel-like eyes brought a great sense of oppression to Jueming and the three old monks.
As their eyes made contact, a special sense of terror spread. Even the three old monks could vaguely hear their own heartbeats getting louder and louder. This was a very abnormal state. Their state of mind had been affected unconsciously, but they knew it was the work of a monster, and they were unable to resist.
The leading old monk was actually a highly accomplished monk, so he suppressed the influence of his state of mind, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name.
"Good be to the Great Ming King Buddha, Mr. Lu, Jueming is extremely important to our Buddhist sect. We are willing to take care of all the causes and consequences on his behalf..."
"Gudong..."
Before he could finish his words, the old monk's heart skipped a beat, and it was as if his soul left his body and returned to it in an instant.
Afterwards, the old monk fell into a state of confusion. His muscles were stiff and his mouth could not open or close. Apart from breathing heavily, he could not do anything else. The same was true for the other two old monks, who seemed to have turned into wooden men.
Lu Shanjun blew out a light breath, creating a whirlwind that blew the three old monks aside. Only Jueming was not blown away, although he could not open his eyes and was even swaying left and right due to the wind.
During this process, he was still looking at Jueming, as if everything else was not enough to pay attention to.
"Okay, since you want to be free, do it yourself."
Lu Shanjun waved his hand, and the Zen stick that was originally embedded in the ruins of a house in the distance flew back and stopped in front of Zhao Long.
"Perhaps it is because of these monks that you have been unable to free yourself. Don't worry, there is no monk in the entire Daming Temple who can stop you. Do it yourself. Use the magic weapon Zen staff. Once you die, your body and soul will be destroyed."
Lu Shanjun lowered his head and moved closer to him, his golden wheel-like eyes only a foot away from Jueming.
"Go ahead. Back then, when you were drunk and someone overheard your secret, you didn't have the courage to face the consequences of being ruined. Now, you should have the courage to end your life, right?"
Of these two sentences, the one about the Zen staff being able to destroy Zhao Long's body and soul was completely made up by Lu Shanjun. He had no idea about Buddhist instruments, but he had his own agenda in saying so.
Waves of demonic flames surrounded Monk Jueming. The monster's huge golden eyes looked like a huge light golden color, reflecting the figure in the monk's robe, and also magnifying the emotions in his heart, both good and evil, right and wrong.
Monk Jueming looked at the floating Zen staff in front of him. Lu Shanjun's huge golden eyes served as the background, which further highlighted the holiness of the silver Zen staff.
Although Ji Yuan was in the clouds at the moment, his Dharma eyes were fully open. In addition, the entire Daming Temple was filled with demonic energy and Buddhist teachings, and Zhao Long's body was also extremely special, which made Ji Yuan see everything clearly in a rare way.
In Ji Yuan's eyes, Lu Shanjun was using special magical powers at this moment.
'The soul is captured by the mirror, the object is sacred, the image and the shadow are the mirror!'
It is not known whether this method was something Lu Shanjun thought of on the spur of the moment, or it might even be just an intuitive application, like brightening the dim lights in the room to make the stains on the ground more conspicuous so that both the guests and the owner of the house can see them directly.
In this situation, perhaps only Lu Shanjun could see some things deep in his heart, but Ji Yuan's Dharma Eye could see something else, such as a layer of faint golden film covering Zhao Long's body, on which the obscure light flowed with Buddhist scriptures. I wonder if Lu Shanjun also saw it.
Jueming raised his hand tremblingly and slowly reached out to the Zen staff. When he touched the staff, he paused slightly and then grasped it.
"That's fine... I can't really be considered a monk..."
Jueming muttered something, gripped the Zen stick tightly and swung it outward, the muscles on his arm bulged slightly, then he closed his eyes, gathered his true energy and struck hard at the top of his head.
"when… "
The Zen stick failed to hit Jueming's crown, but hit a claw that Lu Shanjun stretched out, making a sound of metal clashing.
When Jueming opened his eyes and looked at Lu Shanjun in surprise, the latter had already spoken first.
"Death is easy, but since you made that great wish of infinite life and infinite fruit, and you made these monks so nervous about you, you must be a potential Buddha. Do you really want to end it all?"
Jueming looked at Lu Shanjun. When he just hit him with the Zen stick, all his emotions reached a peak. Now, after all the ups and downs, his mood became very calm, so he asked.
"What did the mountain master think? Let me go down the mountain to pay for my sins and then die?"
Lu Shanjun grinned, revealing his sharp fangs, and shook his head.
"Even if I can trust you, I can't trust these monks who can confine you. Since you have already asked for death, there is still one method. Although I can't understand what you are thinking, it can let me truly know the changes in your thoughts, whether they are good or evil, and see whether you are sincere. I can repay the fruit of the agreement we made. After that, you can practice Zen, and it will not affect your vow."
"what way?"
"Haha, it's very simple. Let me eat you and turn you into a monk ghost. Then I can see through your changes from good to evil and know whether you are pious or not. As long as I don't interfere, you can practice Zen and repay karma, and even save yourself from begging for alms."
Jueming smiled somewhat ridiculously.
"Then why are you telling me so much? You can swallow me up at any time. It has nothing to do with whether I resist or not. The abbot and the entire Daming Temple can't stop you, so what am I?"
"No, no, no, if I didn't know you were sincerely seeking death, I really wouldn't be able to swallow you."
Lu Shanjun raised his head and looked at the seated statue of Vajra King in the hall in the distance. At this moment, the statue of Vajra King covered with gold foil was solemn and dignified, and the eternal lamp made the statue flash with faint golden light.
"You have been infused with infinite Buddhist dharma. The incarnation of the Ming King in Daming Temple has not appeared. I originally thought that this temple was just a facade. Just now, I used my supernatural powers to look at your body and realized that most of the infinite Buddhist dharma of the Ming King's incarnation is in you!"
Lu Shanjun lowered his head and looked at Jueming again.
"Zhao Long, since you want to be liberated, then disperse the Dharma on your body. I know you don't understand this, but the Dharma follows the heart. You just need to recite the sutras devoutly and think in your heart that the Dharma belongs to the Ming King. The Dharma seal on your body will slowly fade away. Then, I will be able to swallow you up!"
Ji Yuan looked at what was happening below and couldn't help but look at Lu Shanjun and nodded slightly. As expected, Lu Shanjun knew that Zhao Long had another trick up his sleeve.
The Buddhist Dharma from the incarnation of the Vajra King can actually flow directly to a mortal who is not even a Buddhist practitioner. If it can be successful, it will be like a living incarnation of the Vajra King.
Ji Yuan suspected that the Vajra Buddha Dharma in Zhao Long's body was flowing bit by bit. He had been under the Vajra statue, slowly drawing the power of the Vajra. The process was slow and imperceptible. Zhao Long himself might not even know this. Perhaps this kind of talent was the reason why Daming Temple was so nervous about Zhao Long.
As long as Zhao Long's Buddha nature can be enlightened and he can truly turn his heart to Buddhism, his future will be limitless and Daming Temple will also be able to rise.
Lu Shanjun probably just saw that there was a deep Buddhist hidden in Zhao Long, and Ji Yuan also guessed this possible nature through Lu Shanjun's words.
If Lu Shanjun didn't notice this and swallowed Zhao Long regardless, he would have a stomach upset, and it would be very serious. Even if he killed Zhao Long directly, it might stimulate the power of Ming Wang and make Zhao Long become a physical incarnation of Ming Wang.
"That's really clever!"
Ji Yuan couldn't help but admire him, and was even more curious about which master could discover this and guide them. It could only be guidance, and it couldn't be the work of a great monk, because even the Mingwang himself might not be able to do it.
This master has the same Buddhist name as Hui Tong, whom he knew before, but Ji Yuan doesn't think they are the same monk.
"But my apprentice is not bad either!"
Zhao Long himself has the aspiration of infinite life and infinite fruit, and the special nature of his body makes him the cornerstone for accepting the power of the Vidyaraja. Lu Shanjun asked Zhao Long to actively reject Buddhism and disperse the power of the Vidyaraja, which means cutting off his foundation. Only Zhao Long himself can do this, and even Ji Yuan lacks the means.
Of course, it is easy to kill with a sword or burn to death with a breath of fire, but does that count
"Okay, what should I do?"
When Jueming opened his mouth, the three old monks beside him, whose limbs were paralyzed by evil spirits, became extremely excited and made “ho ho” sounds non-stop.
Lu Shanjun ignored them and just smiled.
"It's not complicated. Just recite whatever sutra you know. Even if you don't know it, you can just recite 'Shan Zai Da Ming Wang Buddha'. As long as you think in your heart that you are cleansing yourself without relying on external things, and wish that Buddhism will stay away from you, that's enough."
At this point Jueming didn't say much. He just sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recite scriptures. After only two breaths, golden Buddhist scriptures began to float out of his body, and one could even see golden words on them. A connoisseur of the subject could tell that it was the "Zuodi Vajra Sutra".
At this moment, Zhao Long's entire body turned golden in an instant, which was much stronger than the previous state blessed by the Buddhist Dharma of the three old monks. He exuded a sense of Vajra.
"Tell the Buddha to sit on the ground, you and I are of the same spirit; the Ming Wang Tianlin, when we first made our aspirations..."
Monk Jueming chanted the sutra devoutly, but the Buddhist Dharma in his body was constantly fading away, forming a golden Dharma river flowing towards the statue of Vajra King in the main hall at the back.
Lu Shanjun just watched this scene indifferently. At this moment, he was willing to believe that Zhao Long was indeed sincere, but Zhao Long was doomed to be a ghost. Perhaps only the Daming Temple would strongly oppose this.
But Lu Shanjun would not care about them. He would keep Zhao Long in Daming Temple and he might not be able to come down the mountain for decades.
Although there are many great monks in Buddhism, many monks also have private thoughts. Lu Shanjun believes that this is the case with Daming Temple. He will not interfere in unnecessary Buddhist affairs, but it is reasonable for him to take care of Zhao Long.
And as mentioned just now, after eating Zhao Long, the agreement between the Nine Heroes ended, and it is not impossible to become a high monk after becoming a ghost.
The Buddhist community of the time has always said that one can become a Buddha in purgatory, and it is also possible to become a ghost. At least, Lu Shanjun would never interfere with Zhao Long's fulfillment of his vows. It's just that he can no longer accommodate the power of the incarnation of the seated statue of the Vajra King in Daming Temple. But what does this have to do with Lu Shanjun, and what does it have to do with Zhao Long
As time passed, Jueming recited the scriptures over and over again, and the golden color on his body became fainter and fainter.
However, Ji Yuan in the sky shifted his gaze from the Daming Temple Square to the main hall of the temple. The light of Zhao Long's golden body became dimmer and dimmer, while the golden body in the direction of the main hall became stronger and stronger.
Obviously, everything was very quiet except for the sound of Zhao Long chanting. However, Ji Yuan could feel a vibration that was generated and intensified in a short period of time. This time, even Lu Shanjun was unaware of it.
Rumble, rumble, rumble…
"I can't help it after all!"
The next moment when Ji Yuan thought of it.
brush…
A golden light rose from the main hall of Daming Temple.
"Buddha... Dharma... has no... boundaries..."
A solemn and majestic voice rang out from the main hall. Golden lights formed a halo and appeared there. The Buddhist sound passed through the entire Daming Temple. All the monks who had been suppressed by Lu Shanjun's method of intimidation woke up one after another.
"Boom..."
The gate and the courtyard wall in the direction of the main hall exploded directly, and a huge golden Buddha's palm print flew out in the smoke and dust, and headed straight for Lu Shanjun in a flash.
"Roar..." "Bang..."
In the hasty collision, the huge monster's body plowed the ground and slid for more than ten feet before stopping.
The three old monks were so excited that they clasped their hands and kowtowed towards the main hall.
"Welcome the Buddha, the King of Light!"