Chapter 216: Alternative Buddha

Inside the ancient temple!
Total silence!
The next moment, the eyes of the stone Buddha emitted scarlet light.
The leaves of several old trees in the courtyard rustled, and monks with skinny bodies climbed down from the trees, hunched over, and walked towards Lin Ye and Wei Yang from both sides.
The movements were slow, but the eyes of every monk were glowing scarlet.
Wei Yang opened the backpack behind him, took out a peach wood sword from it , and held it in his hand.
This is the standard equipment of the appraisal institute. Every member of the appraisal institute has a peach wood sword. It cannot be considered a magic weapon, but it is made of peach wood that is more than a hundred years old and has a certain power to restrain ghosts.
Facing these monks, Lin Ye waved his sleeves and a small bottle filled with incense ash appeared in his hand.
Without opening the mouth of the bottle, Lin Ye threw the bottle directly into the air. The next moment, he formed seals with his hands, and the bottle exploded. The incense ashes inside flew towards the monks on both sides.
The incense ash fell on these monks, and they became like ordinary people encountering sulfuric acid. White smoke came out of their bodies and a strong stench was emitted.
These monks continued to struggle in pain, and some even rolled on the ground. But after just a few breaths, all of them fell to the ground, and their bodies quickly shriveled up. In the end, Wei Yang only saw pieces of human skin on the ground.
"Human...Human Skin Technique!"
Wei Yang's lips trembled slightly. Among the most common evil arts described in the appraisal, there was one that involved the art of skinning.
Human skin surgery refers to peeling off the skin of a living person. Only one hole is allowed at the top of the head, and the rest of the skin must remain intact.
To skin a living person and keep it intact requires extremely skilled techniques, which means he must have skinned at least dozens of people to have such a skill.
After peeling off the human skin, they would eat the opponent's heart raw, and then use evil magic to make the human skin slowly become fuller, and finally obey the orders of the person who ate the heart raw.
However, this kind of evil magic had been extinct a hundred years ago. Wei Yang never thought that he would be able to see it with his own eyes in this lifetime.
After dealing with these monks, Lin Ye stared at the stone statue of Bodhisattva, which also began to shake. As the stone statue shook, the strange sculptures on both sides of the hall also stood up from the altar one after another.
The Eighteen Arhats, but not the shape of the Eighteen Arhats.
Lin Ye walked towards the main hall with his eyes lowered. The eighteen strange statues, with weapons in their hands, came towards him like demons, biting at him.
The first sculpture held an iron rod and swung it towards Lin Ye.
The iron rod, with a scarlet blood color, was approaching the top of the head.
Lin Ye punched out, and the iron rod shattered and dissipated. The sculpture was directly shattered by the recoil force and turned into rubble on the ground.
The other seventeen sculptures did not retreat, but instead rushed forward.
However, from beginning to end Lin Ye didn't even glance at them, but just punched one after another. In an instant, the eighteen sculptures were all turned into rubble, and the entire hall was in a mess.
Lin Ye stepped into the main hall, where only the stone statue of Bodhisattva was left.
"You have destroyed my Buddhist temple. Even if I risk not becoming a Buddha, I will grind your bones to dust and turn your ashes into ashes. Then I will refine your human skin into a puppet and make you obey my orders forever."
The stone Bodhisattva uttered vicious words, and the next moment it shattered automatically, revealing a dried corpse wearing the clothes of a Han Dynasty official.
Chen Qian, the prefect of Beidi County in the Han Dynasty.
Become a Buddha!
Wei Yang's expression became strange when listening to Chen Qian's words. An ancient official actually said that he wanted to become a Buddha. The most important thing was that this was a human skin technique and killing innocent people for credit. If he could become a Buddha, wouldn't the world be in chaos?
"Advisor Lin, this guy has gone insane, has he done so many evil things, yet he wants to become a Buddha!"
Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Dao Hai looked at the person lying on the ground, crawling towards the altar, picking up the cassock that had fallen beside the altar, and desperately threw it towards the monk wearing it, with a complicated expression.
"Senior, does this person think he can become a Buddha in this way?"
Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
A temple in Banghai County. There are tens of thousands of caves carved out on the cliffs on the mountain behind the temple. Each cave has a Buddha sculpture, which attracts countless believers to worship. Although it was built only a hundred years ago, it has already become the number one temple in Banghai County.
Daohai followed the old monk and they went to many places along the way. At the beginning, he asked the old monk where he was going, but the old monk did not answer. He just told him to go to a place and clean up a scum in Buddhism.
The old monk said that the scum was in the Wanfo Temple.
He was a little bit unconvinced at first. How could such a big temple with so many followers produce such a scum?
Until tonight, he followed the old monk and saw the abbot of the temple and the monks cut off the tongue of a fifteen-year-old novice monk, then painted him with gold paint while he was still alive, fixed him on an altar full of iron nails, and then carried him to a stone cave behind the mountain known as the Ten Thousand Buddhas Wall.
The so-called ten thousand Buddhas are actually sculptures made of living human flesh.
Afterwards, he saw the old monk transformed into a furious Vajra. Among the 300 monks in the Wanfo Temple, except for a few pitiful monks who were called "meat monks", all the other saints who participated in the event were beaten to death by the old monk's Zen stick.
"How could a Buddha do such a thing? This is not becoming a Buddha but becoming a demon." The old monk answered, holding a Zen stick.
"Possessed by a demon? Hahaha..."
The abbot of Wanfo Temple put on his cassock and laughed out loud when he heard what the old monk said.
"What is Buddha, and what is devil? I spent the first half of my life eating vegetarian food and chanting sutras, with the green lamp and the ancient Buddha always by my side. I was afraid of hurting ants when I swept the floor, and I gave porridge to the victims during famine years, but what did I get in return?"
"What he got in return was old age and weakness, and his lifespan was exhausted, but this Buddha is still sitting on this altar, enjoying the incense of thousands of families. Why does he have the right? If it weren't for people like me, where would he get the incense of thousands of families?"
"Amitabha, entering Buddhism, becoming a disciple of the Three Treasures, spreading the Dharma, and compassionately saving the world are the duties that I, a disciple of the Three Treasures, should fulfill."
"You are a disciple of the Three Treasures. You were only born a few years earlier than me. Under my management, the Wanfo Temple is very popular. Why can't I keep the power of the incense for myself? With the incense of thousands of families, I can also become a Buddha!"
Bang!
As soon as the monk finished speaking, his entire head cracked open and the old monk's staff fell down and beat him to death.
"He is too deeply possessed by the devil. There is no cure!"
Daohai looked at the old monk. Although the abbot of Wanfo Temple did deserve to be killed, he felt that the old monk's demeanor at the moment was more like that of a demon.
“It is possible to become a Buddha, but it is a different kind of Buddha.”
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