Chapter 338 Because I Can't Describe Him
In front of Benzhen Temple!
There was an uproar.
All the monks glared at Lin Ye.
As one of the four major temples in Siam, it also has a Sangharaja.
No one has ever dared to come and cause trouble!
Not to mention seeking revenge.
"Amitabha, please come in, distinguished guest."
The voice of the Supreme Patriarch Nasangwen was heard again. Many monks heard the Supreme Patriarch's voice and although they were dissatisfied, they could only suppress their dissatisfaction.
Lin Ye raised his foot and stepped into Benzhen Temple under the angry gazes of many monks.
Benzhen Temple is very large, with a front yard, a back yard, a place for monks to rest, and courtyards where some eminent monks live.
The King of Monks lived in the courtyard at the back, where nine pagodas stood.
When Lin Ye stepped into the yard, an old monk with long eyebrows was standing there.
"I am a distinguished guest from the East. What should I call you?"
"Lin Ye."
"The East is truly a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery."
The old monk sighed, and the meaning of his words was very clear. Even though he had never heard of Lin Ye's name, he knew that Lin Ye should be a rising star.
"Mr. Lin said he was seeking revenge, but what revenge was he seeking?"
"The grudge from twenty-three years ago."
The old monk was silent for a long time, then he sighed: "The thing I regret most in my life is what I did 23 years ago. I feel so ashamed of Mr. Wang."
Obviously, this Nasanwen Monk King knew which incident Lin Ye was referring to when he said twenty-three years ago.
Lin Ye showed a mocking smile on his face. If he really felt guilty, why didn't he make amends in the past twenty-three years?
"It's not that I don't want to apologize to Mr. Wang, but I can't."
The old monk seemed to know what Lin Ye was thinking. He pointed at the plaque at the entrance of the courtyard and said, "Back then, I competed with someone for the position of the Monk King. That person was as powerful as me, and his prestige was slightly better than mine..."
Perhaps knowing the doubts in Lin Ye’s heart, the old monk directly told him the reason for the layout back then.
Buddhism is prevalent in Siam, with numerous temples and countless large and small sects. The competitors that Nasaven faced at that time were no worse than him in all aspects, and were even better than him in some aspects.
At that time, there were many disputes between Siam and China, and both sides were full of hatred. Especially Old Wang, he became a thorn in the eyes of many monks in Siam.
If he could eliminate Mr. Wang, his prestige in the eyes of the King of Siam would surpass that of his opponent, and the position of the King of Monks would belong to him.
To this end, he planned to lure Mr. Wang out of the border, and then brought monks from Siam and Zhenla to besiege Mr. Wang.
Although they failed to keep Mr. Wang abroad that time, Mr. Wang's three disciples and many Chinese extraordinary people were kept abroad by them. Thanks to this arrangement, his prestige rose and surpassed his competitors, and he finally became the King of Monks.
"When I was young, I was blinded by fame and fortune. Now I have come to my senses, but I am already burdened by my fame. Even if I want to apologize to Mr. Wang, I can't."
Lin Ye understood what Nasanwen meant. He is now the King of Patriarchs, representing many monks in Siam. If he apologizes to Mr. Wang, it means that the foreigners in Siam have bowed to China.
This is something that many strange people in Siam would not allow. Once he did this, I am afraid that the entire Benzhen Temple would be swallowed up by the spit of Siamese monks.
"You just want to shirk everything with just one word, there is no such good thing in the world."
Regardless of whether Nasanwen really wanted to apologize, he had done it, and he came here to seek revenge.
"Amitabha, you reap what you sow. I did something wrong back then, so I should take the responsibility." Nasanwen looked at Lin Ye and said, "Mr. Lin, I have a request."
Lin Ye laughed. This old monk was really interesting. He came here for revenge and made a request to his enemy.
"Mr. Lin has the wisdom of Buddhism and has practiced my Buddhist supernatural powers. I am willing to give Mr. Lin an initiation and use my life to settle the grudges of the past. From now on, we will write off everything."
Nasanwen looked at Lin Ye, and Lin Ye was a little surprised. This old monk was quite capable. He could actually see that he had practiced Buddhist magical powers.
He practiced martial arts, ghost arts, Taoism, and Buddhism, and his Buddhist practice was the weakest among them.
However, even if the old monk was willing, he had no intention of asking him to give him an initiation.
Initiation requires the person being initiated to open up his whole mind, which means being completely defenseless. It is impossible for him to be defenseless against this old monk.
"Mr. Lin, in the past few days, you have killed all the people who participated in the original incident. Only this old monk is left. Can't this grudge end here after this old monk?"
"That sounds so nice, so why don't you commit suicide? As long as you die, this grudge will be over."
Lin Ye didn't believe that the old monk would commit suicide, and he was just mocking him by saying this.
However, what Lin Ye did not expect was that after hearing what he said, the old monk smiled. The next moment, he clasped his hands together and chanted "Amitabha"!
There was flame rising from the old monk's feet.
Lin Ye's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that the old monk would actually choose to commit suicide.
To be precise, it is Nirvana.
Burning oneself with the fire of karma is the Buddhist method of achieving nirvana.
"Mr. Lin, I hope you will remember what I said. This matter ends here after I leave."
Even as the karmic fire burned, the old monk's face showed no expression of pain; instead, he had a smile of relief.
At the same time, the old monk's voice rang out throughout Benzhen Temple.
"Amitabha, I failed to break free from my lust and made mistakes. Today, I will repay the karma with my own body. You monks must not be jealous or seek revenge."
Although the monks of Benzhen Temple were unable to enter the yard, they could see the raging flames rising in the yard. Each of them had a look of grief and anger on their faces, and they bowed their heads and chanted Buddhist mantras.
Lin Ye looked at Nasanwen who was burned by the flames with a complicated expression.
"Amitabha, Mr. Lin, after the old monk passes away, this Luo Han Guo seal will be given to you."
This was the last thing Nasanwen said. After the flames had engulfed his entire body, a ray of golden light shot out from the flames, followed by two, three...
Like a lotus blooming.
The flame was extinguished by the golden light, revealing a golden lotus pedestal, and on the golden lotus pedestal was a small oval black particle.
Relics.
Sixteen lotus petals.
This is the Arhat relic, also called the Arhat fruit seal.
This is the most precious treasure of Buddhism.
All relics contain the original monk’s understanding of Buddhism and Buddha’s power during his lifetime. For Buddhist disciples, each relic is like a treasure trove of experience.
Only a strong person in the Golden Body Realm of Buddhism can form the Arhat Seal.
Nasanwen is a powerful golden body warrior comparable to the Yuanshen realm. Lin Ye is not surprised. After all, he is one of the only two monk kings in Siam.
Moreover, there are shortcuts to Buddhist practice, especially Hinayana Buddhism, which has many secret methods, such as initiation, reincarnation, dual cultivation...
Lin Ye raised his hand and the lotus platform flew towards him, but it disappeared after landing in his palm, leaving only the relic.
"This feud ends here."
Looking at the empty courtyard, Lin Ye left these words and disappeared on the spot.
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Guangxi Province.
"Mr. Wang, Consultant Lin is avenging you."
"Nonsense, Lao Xiao, you too, how can you let him take the risk alone? I've lived for most of my life, and I was planning to take this one last trip."
Old Wang criticized Xiao Cangming harshly. In his opinion, Lin Ye was more important than him because he was already an old man in his twilight years, while Lin Ye was the rising sun.
"Advisor Lin has a pure heart. I only got the news after Advisor Lin left. But I didn't expect Nasanwen to be so courageous and choose to die."
When talking about Nasanwen, Mr. Wang had a complicated expression and sighed, "In fact, from a purely standpoint, that old bald donkey did nothing wrong. When facing the enemy, he can use any means he wants."
Xiao Cangming did not respond. No matter what Nasanwen represented to the monks of Siam, he was an enemy to the Chinese.
Capital city!
After Lu Songling received the news, he put down the book with a strange look on his face.
"This old monk is really smart."
"Why do you say that?"
The old man opposite was a little puzzled. Why was Nasanwen's choice to pass away a wise one?
This was a huge loss for Siam.
"Because of the resurgence of spiritual energy."
The old man was stunned, looked at Lu Songling with his wise eyes, and then he suddenly realized and laughed.
"It seems that Nasanwen is indeed smart."
"This time, the spiritual energy revival starts from us. The original balance of power will inevitably be broken. Our rise is unstoppable. The old bald donkey has resolved this hatred, and there will be no reason to attack Siam in the future."
"Now that you're powerful, you can do whatever you want. If you don't have a reason, then find one." The old man smiled cunningly.
"It's easy to say, but after all, this is a culture that has been around for thousands of years, and some ideas are already deeply rooted."
Lu Songling sighed, and the old man did not refute because he knew what Lu Songling meant.
The teacher has a legitimate reason!
This is an idea passed down by the Chinese people for thousands of years. They will not resort to violence for no reason just because they are powerful. This is also the reason why the old monk chose to pass away.
"This old monk has done in-depth research on our country." The old man said helplessly.
"The old bald donkey is not a simple person. If his spiritual energy had not revived and he had not chosen to pass away, he would have a high chance of becoming the next monk king of Siam."
Lu Songling stood up, looked towards the southwest, and said, "Since the old bald donkey has chosen to pass away, let's put this matter aside for now."
"What about the relic? It should be in Lin Ye's hands," the old man asked.
"This was obtained by Lin Ye. It has nothing to do with our appraisal institute. He can do whatever he wants with it."
Lu Songling looked at the old man, his expression becoming serious: "As for Lin Ye, we don't need to ask anything of him, let him develop freely."
"Do you really think highly of him?"
This was not the first time the old man asked this question.
"Because I can't describe him." Lu Songling answered the question directly for the first time, but the old man was shocked and there was a look of shock on his face for the first time.
