Prejudice in the Heart Was Like a Mountain! The Hypocritical Buddha

Just then, a White-Browed Monk stepped out of the Treading the Void.

The old monk had a withered face, held a staff, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

In addition, a powerful aura emanated from the old monk, indicating that his cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul level.

"Snort!"

Before stepping forward, the White-Browed Monk coldly snorted, his voice booming like a bell:

"A daring female ghost, filled with malevolence, harming all living beings!"

"Why don't you quickly submit to the law and take refuge in Buddha?"

Chen Changqing was hiding in the shadows, was startled when he heard the White-Browed Monk speak.

"Could it really be that Xiaoqian slaughtered all the living beings in the town?"

"So that's why they were surrounded and attacked by these monks?"

Chen Changqing frowned deeply.

It's truly unbelievable that Xiaoqian would do something so horrific.

"Ha ha!"

At this moment, Xiaoqian, who was bound by the Buddha Light Chain, suddenly burst into laughter. Then, her gaze sharpened, landing directly on the White-Browed Monk, and she shouted:

"You old bald monk!"

"You hypocritical Buddhist Sect, always talking about compassion and saving all sentient beings!"

"But they didn't even spare ordinary people, slaughtering the entire innocent town."

"Truly... a disgrace to the righteous path!"

Upon hearing Chen Changqing was startled.

"What?"

"It was... it was these monks who did it?"

Previously, he had always suspected that Xiaoqian was behind it.

Who would have thought that the ones who slaughtered the entire town were Buddhist Sect monks?

This left Chen Changqing completely taken aback.

After all, Buddhist Sect have strict rules and regulations, including abstaining from killing!

Just as Chen Changqing was secretly shocked.

The White-Browed Monk at the head of the group showed no remorse for Xiaoqian's accusations; instead, a strange, compassionate smile appeared on his lips.

Then, he put his hands together in prayer and began chanting Buddhist mantras:

"Amitabha Buddha!"

"The world is a sea of suffering, and all beings suffer."

"These mortals, as insignificant as ants, are able to contribute even a little to our Buddhist practice, turning it into resources; this is the merit they have accumulated over many lifetimes."

"Not to mention, for them, what's wrong with ascending to paradise as soon as possible?"

The White-Browed Monk spoke these words in an extremely calm tone.

It gives the impression that it's telling the story of something extremely trivial.

Upon hearing this, Chen Changqing's expression changed drastically, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

I never imagined that these monks, who wear robes and constantly talk about compassion, would have such a side to them.

They treated human life as worthless and regarded the ordinary people in the town as nourishment for their spiritual practice.

This indifference naturally angered Chen Changqing.

"It was I who misunderstood Xiaoqian."

"It seems I still harbor some prejudice against Ghost Cultivators deep down!"

Chen Changqing sighed inwardly.

Upon arriving in the town and seeing that the entire population had been slaughtered, he instinctively suspected that Xiaoqian was responsible.

Having just heard what the White-Browed Monk said, he began to doubt Xiaoqian again.

Now that he has learned the truth, Chen Changqing is quite ashamed.

Prejudice in people's hearts can sometimes be as insurmountable as a mountain!

Just as Chen Changqing was sighing with regret, Xiaoqian, who had been trapped by the monks using Buddhist teachings, suddenly burst out laughing:

"Ha ha!"

"How ridiculous!"

"You slaughtered an entire town's inhabitants, and you, you old bald monk, make it sound so noble and righteous."

"What talk of blessings, what talk of early ascension to paradise?"

"Everything... is nothing but a mask of your hypocrisy!"

"How are you any different from demons in your conduct?"

"Even more rampant and despicable than demons!"

The White-Browed Monk paid no attention to what Xiaoqian said.

They've done things like this more than once, and they've long taken it for granted.

"Oh!"

After a moment of silence, the White-Browed Monk chuckled and spoke in a cold voice:

"It seems you're still stubborn as a ghost!"

"Since that's the case, we will now come to help you pass on to the afterlife!"

Before she could finish speaking, the White-Browed Monk, without waiting for Xiaoqian's reply, suddenly swung his Tin Staff at Xiaoqian.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a great burst of Buddhist light emanated from the Tin Staff, sweeping towards Xiaoqian.

Upon seeing this, Xiaoqian's eyes turned cold, and with a light wave of her arms, boundless Ghost Qi energy suddenly erupted from her body.

"Boom boom..."

The Buddha Light Chain that had been surrounding Xiaoqian were shattered and broken in an instant by the overwhelming Ghost Qi.

Upon closer inspection, the raging, river-like Ghost Qi was already crashing against the vast Buddhist light.

"Bang!"

In no time, the Buddha's light and Ghost Qi clashed violently above the ruins.

With a deafening roar, the gloomy sky was instantly cleaved into two worlds of gold and gray by the clash of these two forces.

Seeing that his efforts had been neutralized by Xiaoqian, the White-Browed Monk let out a cold snort and roared angrily:

"Fellow disciples, prepare for battle!"

As the old monk called out, the dozens of the Buddhist Sect disciples who had been gathered in the surrounding void immediately began chanting in unison.

The sound transformed into golden ripples that seemed almost tangible, spreading out in concentric circles.

In a short while, a Vajra Demon-Subduing Formation had already taken shape.

Immediately afterwards, the White-Browed Monk pointed his Tin Staff at the void.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a vast Buddhist power suddenly appeared from within the Vajra Demon-Subduing Formation, rapidly gathering on his Tin Staff, making it Tin Staff even brighter.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the condensed power of Buddhist teachings had transformed into countless fine, thread-like "Spirit-Binding Sanskrit Script."

"Om Mani Padme Hum..."

At the same time, this space was filled with endless chanting, rolling like thunder, penetrating straight into the Sea of Consciousness.

This is not ordinary chanting of scriptures, but a Buddhist Sect Soul-Suppressing Buddhist Chant!

If it were an ordinary ghost, its soul would have already been shaken and its malevolent aura would have dissipated under this sound wave, and it would have been directly converted.

But Xiaoqian is different. She has the Ghost Cultivator method that Chen Changqing gave her, and her cultivation has already reached the Ghost Deity Peak, which is equivalent to the Purple Mansion Peak of Human Race Cultivators.

He was just one step away from reaching the Ghost King Realm.

At this moment, under the assault of the Buddhist Sect sound waves, Xiaoqian felt a sharp pain in her soul, as if it were being torn apart.

"Mmm..."

Gradually, its ghostly form began to flicker and become uncertain.

Even so, Xiaoqian's eyes remained firm and stubborn. She clenched her teeth, and white Ghost Qi surged from her body, forming a solid barrier that fiercely resisted the impact of the chanting.

Amidst the Ghost Qi, one could vaguely see the flow of Incense and Fire Prayer Power offered by the townspeople in the past, helping to stabilize her soul.

"Prepare to die!!"

Just then, the White-Browed Monk's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly struck Xiaoqian with his Tin Staff.

"Boom!"

A terrifying surge of Buddhist power erupted, and immediately a huge golden swastika symbol flew out, pressing down directly on Xiaoqian's head.