Joining the Green Lantern Corps Right After Arriving

In the majestic Mount Wutai Sect, the Grand Hall sits solemnly, its vermilion doors open, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Inside the hall, incense smoke curled upwards, and Buddha Statue compassionately gazed down upon all things in the world. Faint candlelight flickered in the dim light, illuminating everything around them.

"Li Yingqi?" An aged and somewhat weathered voice drifted from the depths of the Grand Hall. As the voice fell, a faint Divine Sense, like a gentle thread, slowly reached out towards Li Yingqi.

A moment later, the voice suddenly rose, filled with surprise. "Is it really Li Yingqi, a disciple of Emei and successor of the Heavenly Strike Sword?"

Li Yingqi frowned slightly, a hint of doubt rising in her heart. She asked softly, "Master Zunsheng, what has made you like this?" Her words were still lingering in the air when they were interrupted by a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps.

The doors on both sides of the Grand Hall were suddenly pushed open, and two rows of monks dressed in gray robes surged out like a tidal wave!

The monk at the front had a serious expression and an undeniable air of authority in his eyes. He suddenly raised his arm, pointed at Li Yingqi, and shouted, "How dare you Li Yingqi! You actually brought Evil Cultivator from outside the Mount Wutai Sect! Do you know your crime?!"

Before Li Yingqi could even utter a rebuttal, Fang Yu, who had been standing quietly to the side, slowly raised his head, staring fearlessly at the monks before him. A slight, mocking smile played on his lips as he coldly said, "What a joke! The world is vast, the universe is boundless, what makes you think I'm some kind of Evil Cultivator? What kind of heresy do I practice? Can you even define what's right and wrong?"

A burly monk, wielding a thick staff, charged at Fang Yu like a raging beast, his eyes wide with fury. He raised the staff high and brought it down hard on Fang Yu's head, roaring, "You audacious Evil Cultivator! How dare you cause trouble at the Mount Wutai Sect's mountain gate! Prepare to die!"

Fang Yu's eyes narrowed, and with a nimble movement, he easily dodged the blow aimed at his head. His anger flared instantly, and he shouted at the monk, "You dare to take someone's life with your bare hands? It seems that the Mount Wutai Sect is nothing but a place of trouble disguised as a Buddhist temple. I'm afraid the common people will have to pay an entrance fee to climb the mountain gate! I'd rather not recite this scripture!"

The monk, having missed his first strike, was not discouraged; instead, his fighting spirit was ignited. He roared, "You ungrateful mouth! Take this!"

"You're asking for it!" Fang Yu said, about to throw a punch, when the Zunsheng Zunsheng's voice boomed like a bell. "Wait! What did you say? Chant scriptures?"

Fang Yu dodged the stick and shouted back, "I originally wanted to understand the Buddha's teachings, to get rid of the evil you call it, and to cultivate the so-called righteous path. I just wanted to see what your so-called righteous path was all about, but you won't give me the chance! Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, and persuading evil people to do good is even better than saving a life! Today, I'm not going to recite this damned scripture anymore!"

As he spoke, he moved his hands rapidly, and at the same time, his mouth opened slightly, revealing scorching flames within. If nothing unexpected happened, the flames would burst forth in the next second, burning the monk in front of him to ashes.

"Wait!!!" Master Zunsheng flew out of the Grand Hall, his expression anxious. His originally calm face was now full of tension and concern as he stared straight at Fang Yu. "You said you were going to repent and become a monk?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu revealed a half-smile on his face. "I've heard that in some places, even the most heinous criminals can have their past misdeeds forgiven once they become monks or nuns. What? The Mount Wutai Sect won't accept someone as wicked as me? What happened to the promise that everyone should have scriptures to recite!"

"You! Are you really going to become a monk?"

The other monks were immediately in an uproar when they heard Master Zunsheng's question.

An elderly monk stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said urgently to Master Zunsheng, "Master, you must not! This person is Evil Cultivator, and his habits are hard to change. How can we accept him so easily? This is a pure Buddhist place. We must not let him defile it. If we let a wolf into our house, the consequences will be endless!"

The other monks echoed their sentiments, offering their advice with a cacophony of voices. Their faces were filled with worry and determination, as if Fang Yu were the most wicked person in the world, and should never be allowed to set foot in the Buddhist order.

Master Zunsheng frowned, his gaze sweeping over Fang Yu, his expression full of entanglement.

He knew that Buddhism was about compassion and should help all sentient beings, but what the monks said was not without reason. Accepting someone who was considered Evil Cultivator could indeed bring unknown risks to the Mount Wutai Sect.

Seeing the stalemate, Fang Yu's lips curled into a slightly mocking smile. Then, he raised his head and said loudly, "Gentlemen, you all readily label me as Evil Cultivator, but who truly knows my past or understands my true heart? What does it matter if Bai Mei indirectly or directly killed 17 of my comrades who risked their lives for his own selfish desires? If I hadn't had the means to fight back, I would have been nothing but a wisp of smoke by now!"

"Besides, I did originally intend to come here to chant Buddhist scriptures and eat vegetarian food, but now even if you beg me, I have to think it over carefully!"

Upon hearing this, the monks immediately laughed in anger, "Hahaha! What Evil Cultivator are you spouting, you heretical cultivator! How could our Mount Wutai Sect possibly accept someone like you!"

Zunsheng waved his hand, "Let him speak!"

Fang Yu snorted coldly and crossed his arms, "There is a small country in the west called Kosala Kingdom."

"There are five hundred bandits who have taken over the mountains on this border. They burn, kill, rob, and commit all kinds of evil deeds. Wherever they go, the people suffer. Villages and towns are turned into a mess by them, and their conflicts with the government are becoming increasingly fierce."

As Fang Yu spoke, he paced back and forth. "King Prasenajit, having reached his limit of tolerance, dispatched elite troops to encircle and annihilate them. Although these five hundred bandits were exceptionally fierce, they were ultimately outnumbered and were defeated and captured one after another. In his fury, the king sentenced them to have their eyes gouged out and then banished them to the mountains. These bandits struggled in agony in the mountains. Blind as they groped in the darkness, their pitiful cries echoing through the forest."

"When Shakyamuni Buddha learned of this, he felt compassion. With his great Divine Ability, he blew the Fragrant Mountain Elixir into the eyes of the robbers, not only restoring their sight but also enlightening their minds with the Dharma and illuminating their dark Mind Stone."

"Under the Buddha's compassionate teachings, these five hundred bandits finally realized their mistakes, and their evil thoughts were completely dispelled. They laid down their weapons, sincerely repented, and resolutely converted to Buddhism. From then on, they devoted themselves to cultivation and eventually attained enlightenment, becoming Five Hundred Arhats!"

When the monks heard this, they were all stunned!

Because what Fang Yu said was indeed something recorded in Buddhist scriptures!

Li Yingqi stared blankly at Fang Yu. Like Zhao Yingkong, she had never seen Fang Yu so knowledgeable.

Fang Yu snorted coldly, "Even such heinous bandits have not been abandoned by Buddhism, which has given them a chance to repent. I am devoted to Buddhism, so why won't you accept me?"

Fang Yu stopped and surveyed the crowd with a firm gaze. "And there's Angulimala, who, misled by an evil teacher, wandered around outside Shravasti City seeking so-called 'enlightenment,' killing indiscriminately. He strung human fingers together to make garlands and wore them, becoming a fearsome murderous demon who terrified the entire country! Just as he was about to kill his own mother to reach his kill count, the Buddha appeared!"

"With his supreme wisdom and compassion, the Buddha awakened him. Angulimala monk. Later, he devoted himself to practice and eventually became a great monk!"

Fang Yu looked coldly at the monks, "There are countless examples like this!" His voice carried an undeniable power, as if it were about to break through the barrier of rejection in the hearts of the monks.

"Besides, did I do anything wrong? That Bai Mei killed my companion, and I was filled with righteous indignation. Why shouldn't I seek revenge? Just because that Emei sect is using the banner of justice, does opposing them make me an Evil Cultivator?!"

Fang Yu stopped and surveyed the crowd with unwavering determination. "Even the stingy, the stubborn, the murderers, and those who have been blinded to their own minds and even want to kill their own loved ones, Buddhism has never given up on them. We sincerely try to convert them and help them repent!"

"Although you regard me as Evil Cultivator, my determination to follow the Buddha is as clear as day. Why can't you give me a chance to enter the Buddhist path and reform myself?"

"So be it!" Fang Yu waved his hand and walked towards the mountain gate. "This temple may look big, but people's hearts are too small to accommodate me!"

Master Zunsheng, his gaze deep. The Buddhist stories Fang Yu had told him struck his heart like heavy hammer blows, forcing him to re-examine the young man before him who was labeled a "Evil Cultivator."

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Just as Master Zunsheng was immersed in thought, a thin monk beside him, holding a ruler, suddenly burst into a shrill laugh.

The laughter shattered the tense and oppressive atmosphere, sounding particularly abrupt.

The monk laughed as he forcefully waved his ruler in the air a few times, shouting, "What a Evil Cultivator! He can even spout such twisted logic! Humph, it's utterly absurd! Discipline Hall, listen to my command! Activate the Ten Directions Array! Today we must capture this Evil Cultivator and not let him run wild on the gates of my Mount Wutai Sect!"

At his command, the monks who had been standing around instantly sprang into action.

With determined eyes and synchronized steps, they quickly surrounded Fang Yu, Li Yingqi, and Zhao Yingkong.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu showed no fear whatsoever; instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

He slowly raised his hands, assuming the starting stance for the "Welcoming Approach: Thousand-Hand Kill" move.

In an instant, a powerful aura surged out from his body, and the surrounding air seemed to tremble!

Behind him, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone, and within the light, a lifelike Guanyin of Guanyin slowly emerged!

This Guanyin has a kind and benevolent face, and its whole body radiates a soft and warm golden light! A golden halo shines brightly, illuminating the entire mountain gate as if it were daytime.

The monks were stunned by what they saw.

Their once resolute eyes were now filled with shock and confusion. Some monks even stopped in their tracks, their Zen Staff trembling slightly.

They never imagined that this young man, whom they considered Evil Cultivator, could actually perform such sacred magic!

Master Zunsheng's eyes widened in disbelief, his lips trembling slightly as he murmured, "This! This is!"

Even with Master Zunsheng's cultivation level, the two palm strikes he unleashed with all his might could only cause damage that was indirect, far from reaching the level of "transformation".

Fang Yu was able to easily raise his hand and summon the image of Guanyin, which shows that Fang Yu has extremely high talent in Buddhism and is very likely to be an unparalleled Buddhist genius!

Master Zunsheng felt as if a bottle of mixed emotions had been spilled in his heart. On the one hand, he was shocked and amazed by the Buddha Form that Fang Yu had shown. On the other hand, he recalled Bai Mei's conclusion that this young man was a "Evil Cultivator".

He was caught in a deep inner conflict, wondering to himself: Can Evil Cultivator really be recognized by Buddha? Is Fang Yu before him a 'good person' who has gone astray, or is there something else going on?

Before Master Zunsheng could finish his consideration, Fang Yu, who was maintaining the Welcoming Thousand-Hand Strike Hand gesture, suddenly stopped preserving the Guanyin Phantom. As the phantom disappeared, he calmly said, "Never mind!"

After saying that, he turned and left without a trace of lingering affection!

If Fang Yu had said a few more words, Master Zunsheng wouldn't have been so unhappy.

The worst thing to hear is this "forget it".

The tone of his voice, filled with disappointment and frustration, was so harsh that it struck Master Zunsheng's chest like a heavy hammer.

A Little Monk cried out anxiously, "Master! That Evil Cultivator is about to leave! Should we notify the Emei Sect? We absolutely cannot let such Evil Cultivator escape!"

"Yes, Master! Say something!"

After hearing the urging from his disciples and followers, Master Zunsheng finally made a decision.

"Young hero, please wait! I see that we have a deep connection. May I ask if you would be willing to set aside past grievances and discuss Buddhism in this humble temple?"

Fang Yu stopped in his tracks, forcing a harmless smile. "Okay."

Sup Apartment, like a fortress corrupted by darkness and decay, stands in a corner of this sinful city.

Bruce Yu dragged his heavy, leaden body toward the old house where he had lived for more than ten years.

He wanted to say goodbye to his past.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard the Joker's voice coming from the next room, repeatedly apologizing, accompanied by the sound of slaps.

Although Bruce Yu had never been married, upon hearing that even someone as powerful as the Joker had to bow down to his wife, he instantly developed a deep respect for men who dared to enter into marriage.

Bruce Yu plopped down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and recalled his time in Gotham before his memories were synchronized.

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt light and airy, as if he were flying!

Open your eyes!

Really!

He's inside the wormhole!

After passing through the wormhole, I was vomited back onto Oa Planet!

Looking at the wormholes that kept appearing around him, and all sorts of Green Lantern, Bruce Yu had a bad feeling!

He quickly stopped a two-headed ogre Green Lantern next to him, "Brother! What happened? Why was everyone called back?"

The two-headed ogre, one of which seemed to be mentally challenged by its green head, yelled, "It's lunchtime!"

The other blue-brained person seemed much more normal. "It's definitely going to be war!"

"A war!? With whom?"

"I don't know, I heard they're going to something, like Apokolips or something."

"Apokolips!?" Bruce Yu cursed as he stared at the Guardians of the Universe phantom floating in the air, "This is Sand Wall Peak!"