Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 726 This game is too realistic (2/2)

The false peace of the Buddhist kingdom was revealed at this moment, and the truth of the world was slowly revealed.

The sight of the Buddhas surrounding him like hungry ghosts was already shocking, but as the Zen master slowly walked along the blood river, he saw a bloody mouth at the end of the river.

In the river, in order to fight for the flesh and blood, the Buddha flowed into the big mouth along the river, not even realizing that he had become food for others, and still greedily yearned for the delicious flesh and blood in his mouth.

As the Zen master continued walking forward, he discovered that the big mouth was actually growing on the back of the head of another Buddha statue.

The front of the Buddha statue was extremely kind, which formed a sharp contrast with the tongue behind it that was full of sharp teeth. The strong contrast made the Zen master lower his head and dared not look at the Buddha statue in front of him again.

"Bitterness."

Although he didn't want to look, he had seen the face of the Buddha statue clearly and there was no way he could make a mistake.

That is the true Buddha.

The inner demon has been born, and the mind is in chaos. This inner demon does not come from his heart, but from the grief of the whole world. The entire Buddha Kingdom is a terrifying world where you eat me and I eat you, and finally you will be eaten by the real Buddha in one breath. There is great terror in it, but there will never be great relief.

The True Buddha has spies in every place in the Buddhist Kingdom. The way of heaven in the Buddhist Kingdom is also in the hands of the True Buddha. Every monk in the Buddhist Kingdom is a chess piece of the True Buddha, and even reincarnation cannot escape from it.

The only place without the true Buddha is the depths of the underworld. That is the place of exile for Buddhist monks and a realm that even the true Buddha does not want to set foot in.

"I didn't expect it... I thought Black Buddha Kingdom Xuan Kong was just a game, but now that I think about it, it's full of metaphors. The Buddha Kingdom has long been hell, and the true scriptures have always been in the underworld. The Xuan Kong in the game was suppressed under the mountain, while the Xuan Kong in reality is in the underworld. This situation is just like that situation. I can only say that there is a cause and effect in the dark."

With his hands clasped together, the Zen master simply gave up his own cultivation and watched his realm continue to decline.

His magic power was constantly lost and his realm was constantly falling. In the end, his realm had fallen to the most basic Buddhist novice realm, but his eyes became clearer and clearer.

At this time, his magic power was so depleted that he could hardly lift the golden book, but he still held the golden book and called his disciples.

Looking at his disciple, he said softly: "Jin Chan, you are my most proud disciple. How is your practice of the liberation mantra going?"

The disciple looked at his master and was shocked for a moment by his master's current condition, but still nodded and said, "I am incompetent, I have only just started."

"It's okay, it's okay. Don't practice anymore. You won't be liberated in the Buddha's kingdom."

"Then may I ask, Master, where is the way home, where is my hometown?"

"The underworld. But I am not sure. Let me try it myself and go to the underworld to see if it is the place of liberation. Jin Chan, the Golden Book is in your hands. Finally, listen to me. This is the last scripture of my master."

After saying this, the Zen master clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and a beautiful Sanskrit sound came out of his mouth.

The words are easy to understand and the content is very simple. It is just a shepherd's admiration for his beloved girl.

Although it was very simple and the content was completely different from the Buddhist practice methods, the singing was vivid and passionate, allowing Jin Chan to see his master's past and the other's yearning and liberation in his heart.

That is a story from hundreds of reincarnations ago. That is Master’s past. Even after hundreds of reincarnations, it is still hidden in his heart and is released at this moment.

That was the Master's way home, that was the Master's liberation. After the song was finished, the Zen Master finally breathed his last and returned to the underworld, not entering the cycle of reincarnation, to find the place of liberation where there was no real Buddha.

Bowing to the remains of his master, Jin Chan watched as the remains spontaneously combusted without fire, leaving only a golden relic.

Being able to obtain relics means that the master’s mind was finally free of obstacles and he had discovered the pure land in his heart, which was then able to transform it into relics.

Holding the master's relic, Jin Chan put on the master's robes, sat on the master's cushion, then opened the golden book and read the master's speech in the live broadcast room before he passed away.

The time from falling into the inner demon to passing away seems very long, but in fact it is just a blink of an eye.

After calmly reading all the contents and combining them with the scriptures before his master's death, Jin Chan felt that he understood some things, but was more confused.

However, he did not speak rashly, but quietly lurked in the chat room, trying to feel what his master felt before his death.

Although a "not a bald donkey but a monk" went there, more Buddhist monks came in here.

The vigorous discussion did not end with the departure of a Zen master. Instead, it attracted more Zen masters and more Buddhist monks.

The entire live broadcast room seemed to have turned into a huge preaching conference, where everyone could speak freely, ask questions they wanted to ask, and answer other people's questions.

[I heard that people in Kyushu can eat as much as they want. Is that true? Can you really eat as much porridge and pickles as you want? ]

[After reading the first half, I wanted to scold you, but after reading the second half, I just wanted to sympathize with you. Why are the monks in the Buddhist country so pitiful? Are the days in their imagination just all-you-can-eat porridge and pickles? ]

[Why do you have so many people to chat with? Is there so much gold in Kyushu? ]

[Similar to the Buddha Kingdom. We, the monks of Jiuzhou, also like gold, but not to the same extent as the Buddha Kingdom. We mainly use jade slips or bamboo slips to chat. The price of jade slips has dropped further recently. This is related to the recent breakthrough of the "Sword Qi Trigger" mechanism. ]

[How do the mortals in Jiuzhou live? Do you really capture mortals and use them as consumables? ]

[How is that possible? If you want to die, don't take me with you! First of all, we are not a demon sect. Secondly, using mortals as consumables is a taboo in Jiuzhou. Because we came from that era, we are extremely vigilant about such things. Finally, we have been looking for a way to allow mortals to practice. Master Li of the Wanfa Sect has been conducting research in this area, and has achieved remarkable results.]

The truth gradually became clear during the discussion, and the true face of the Buddhist kingdom was finally revealed to the world.

Players in Jiuzhou originally thought that "Black Buddha Kingdom Xuankong" was so good at smearing people that it actually fictionalized a large faction like the Buddha Kingdom and smeared it completely.

But after comparison, I realized that there is no black at all!
This is clearly a documentary game!
There are even many strange places that they cannot even imagine. The strange practices of the Buddhist Kingdom towards monks and mortals make the monks of Jiuzhou sigh that they don't want to go to the Buddhist Kingdom in this life, let alone in the next life.

The Buddhist monks also discovered the cruelty and distortion behind the supreme joy of the Buddhist country. Without the "Right Heart Sutra", the entire Buddhist country would be a painful hell with nothing.

After discovering the truth, the Zen masters passed away one after another, and a large amount of magical power in their bodies overflowed, flowed into this world, and rolled into the body of the true Buddha.

The boiling magic power turned into purple smoke, which was then swallowed up by the True Buddha in one breath and turned into pure power in his body.

As he absorbed the rare magical power, the smile on the True Buddha's face became more kind and benevolent.

(End of this chapter)