I attained immortality in the real world.

Chapter 62 Put Down the Butcher Knife
Soldiers!
It is a deceptive tactic.

Xiong Pi knew immediately that Zhu Mi had no intention of letting him go.

His eyes revealed a frenzied madness like that of a trapped beast: "Brothers, if you want to live, you have to fight your way out. Killing one is no loss, killing two is a bonus."

Commandant Zhu Mi retreated behind the soldiers, waved his hand and said coldly, "Advance, and remember, even if you lose your head, you must maintain the formation."

[The Mind Seal of Buddhism.]

[A divine manifestation.]

[Appearance: Fearless Lion Mudra – Reflected in the body.]

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two sides was tense and they were about to clash, Chen Jing knew that it was his turn to step in!
The Buddhist prayer beads, dyed with lotus blossoms, reveal the essence of Buddhism.

That's not enough. The hands form the Lion's Fear Mudra, not as an outward manifestation of Dharma, but as a means to continuously strengthen one's own majesty.

"Amitabha."

A powerful Buddhist chant simultaneously drew the attention of both sides.

Chen Jing slowly walked out from one side of the square boulder, his steps were even, and he showed no fear as he faced the two men wielding weapons.

He wore a moon-white monk's robe, his bald head reflecting the rising sun's glow, his appearance solemn and dignified, yet his expression was one of sorrow.

What an air of a grandmaster!
The monks watched Qianye's retreating figure, and for a moment their expressions were somewhat dazed.

However, he immediately recalled the scene of Chen Jing using a baguette to smash a bandit's head without changing his expression.

Only then did they break free from the illusion created by the other party; otherwise, they might have mistaken him for a compassionate and merciful holy monk.

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

“In the past, the Buddha converted five hundred thieves and made five hundred Arhats in Buddhism.”

"Today, I, this humble monk, also wish to emulate the Ancestor. I wonder if the people of Black Wind Stronghold are willing to accept my conversion? Lay down your butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot."

Silence! Utter silence! Whether it was the monk hiding behind the stone, the bandits of Black Wind Village, or the local militia brought by Zhu Mi, they all stood frozen in place.

What does this mean? Zhu Mi's mind raced, and he couldn't understand the young monk's actions for a moment.

They rushed from Wuping County overnight to kill bandits and rescue people, and were about to help you kill the bandits and avenge yourself. At this moment, you stand up and say that you want to convert the bandits who wanted to kill you to Buddhahood? Is there really such a holy monk in the world who repays evil with good and does not hold grudges at all?

"........."

Only a moment passed.

Zhu Mi's eyes widened as if she had grasped a Zen koan, realizing that Chen Jing was offering a win-win-win situation.

First of all, how many of the Black Wind Stronghold members would survive a desperate struggle? Now, however, they can live on the pretext of "laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot."

The bandits have been reformed! The local militia can report back to the county magistrate without having to fight the bandits, saving countless mothers and wives in Wuping County from losing their children and husbands.

This young monk, imitating the patriarch to convert bandits, will likely become famous even before he reaches Bianjing, earning him the title of a highly accomplished monk.

Zhu Mi cleared his throat and said to Xiong Pi, "Ahem, friends from the mountains, this master—no, this holy monk—wants to convert you. Are you willing to accept his conversion?"

A bear that can control a mountain stronghold is certainly not a stupid person.

After Zhu Mi's explanation, he understood the intricacies of the situation and thought to himself: "So that's why this little monk is so shameless. At the very moment when we're about to go to war, he actually stands up and tries to persuade me with a few words. So that's what's going on."

The two-meter-tall giant knelt down with a thud and shouted, "Brothers, quickly throw away your knives and kneel down to thank the holy monk for his wake-up call, which enabled us to see the error of our ways and turn to good—no, it is Master's grace of salvation!" As soon as he finished speaking, several other clever bandits threw down their knives and knelt down before Qianye.

Then he quietly explained to the bandits who were still in a daze beside him, and soon a group of bandits knelt down in front of Chen Jing.

Qingdeng: “…………”

Qinghui: "…………"

Hiring a hitman to commit murder can somehow turn into helping someone gain fame for free?

The two stood dumbfounded in the middle of the bandits, wondering why the world was so surreal.
They exchanged a glance, each picked up a butcher's knife, and prepared to fight to the death in their final battle.

The bear had been waiting for this moment, needing someone to take the blame. It shouted, "These two demons used pornography to lure us into killing the holy monk. Their sins are unforgivable. Kill them!"

Two flashes of light flowed between them.

Two perfectly good human heads flew up.

The two headless corpses fell limply to the ground.

Chen Jing did nothing in the face of the attack, but put his hands together in a gesture of compassion, letting a few drops of blood splatter and stain his white monk's robe.

Ignoring the two corpses, the bear humbly prostrated itself at Chen Jing's feet and asked, "Master, what should we disciples do now?"

Chen Jing paused for a moment and then said, "Let this general tie your hands, and then come with me to the county government to atone for your sins. After your sins are completely atone for, you can then come with me to enter the Buddhist order and practice Buddhism."

Hands tied?

Isn't that the same as being at someone's mercy?
The bear couldn't help but frown.

But thinking about it carefully, they actually have no power to resist now.

One must press on with one effort, for the second will be weaker, and the third will be exhausted. As long as the brothers are not of one mind, there is absolutely no possibility of breaking through the encirclement.

Looking up at Chen Jing, he saw that although he was young, he was already a master of a school of thought. He was not a person who would break his word. Besides, doing this would not do him any good.

How dare a mere county magistrate offend Buddhism? Would he take the monks who have taken refuge in Buddhism to be punished?
The bear put its hands behind its back and said, "Tie it up! Tie it up! Tie it up tightly, so people won't say I'm not sincere."

"........."

The local militia that Zhu Mi brought were mostly dressed in coarse linen clothing, which is the main material for making ropes.

He took off his two pieces of clothing, cut them into strips along the grain with his weapon, and twisted them slightly to make a sturdy hemp rope. Being a farmer, he quickly tied up all fifty-five bandits and escorted them to the county government office in Wuping County.

Without losing a single soldier, they captured fifty-five fierce bandits alive—an unprecedented and remarkable achievement. However, Zhu Mi felt somewhat aggrieved.

Walking on the official road, Zhu Mi, the captain, and the monks walked ahead.

Unable to contain his doubts, he asked Chen Jing, "Holy Monk, are you really planning to use your own merits to help these bandits atone for their sins? That family of five from that inn, along with two servants, were all killed by these bandits. Their sins are no small matter."

Upon hearing this, all the monks perked up their ears, including Faji and Jinchi.

Chen Jing, upholding the precept of non-reluctance, smiled and replied, "Your understanding of Buddhism is flawed! Merit is merit, and sin is sin; the two cannot cancel each other out. Besides, I have not yet attained Buddhahood, so how can I interfere in the karma of others?"

Zhu Mi was surprised by Chen Jing's explanation and quickly asked, "Then how can we eliminate our sins?"

Chen Jingping replied calmly, "Isn't it common knowledge that a life is an eye for a life?"

(End of this chapter)