Right Guardian put her hands on her hips and sneered at the sky. "Bald donkeys, if you have the guts, don't leave. I can scold you for three days and three nights without repetition!"
A bodhisattva sneered. "Xue Bi'e, you're only left with your mouth!"
"Ignore them."
On Mount Meru, Old Rulai said, "If we continue scolding them, we'll probably scold them for half a year. We've fought and scolded them for hundreds of years in the past, so there's no need to rush. Let's go and stop this battle first. "
The monks on the mountain didn't stop, and the apparition of Mount Meru floated towards the battlefield.
Yankang National Preceptor was still fighting with Teacher Poor and the rest, trying to get rid of the strong practitioners before the apparition of Mount Meru arrived. At this moment, Old Rulai's voice rang out leisurely. "National Division, fellow Dao friends, can you do us a favor?"
Yankang National Preceptor's sword qi dispersed, and he avoided the pursuit of Teacher Poor and the bronze-masked man. He smiled and said, "Rulai, please speak."
"Shanzai, fellow Dao friends, please stop," Old Rulai said solemnly.
Teacher Poor and the rest were still about to attack, but when they heard him, they hesitated and stopped.
True Lord Tian coughed out blood continuously, his heart and lungs injured by Yankang National Preceptor's sword qi. He shrieked, "Old Rulai, do you plan to work with us to get rid of this fiend?"
Old Rulai shook his head.
Wanderer Li's expression changed slightly, and he sneered. "Could Great Thunderclap Monastery be like Heavenly Devil Cult, becoming Yankang Kingdom's lackey?"
Old Rulai shook his head again.
"Old Dao brother, don't keep us in suspense, just say what you have to say," Teacher Poor said indifferently.
Old Rulai chuckled. "Let me establish good karma with everyone and end this case. Everyone here is a cultivator, so if we continue to fight, who knows how many heroes will die and how many inheritances will be broken. Why don't we turn weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk today and settle our karma peacefully? "
Yankang National Preceptor's gaze flickered, but he didn't say a word.
Old Rulai looked at him and said with a smile, "Imperial Preceptor is a kind man and had once come to my Great Thunderclap Monastery. I talked about dharma and mahayana with Imperial Preceptor, thus forming good karma. I wonder if the National Division can return this good karma to this old monk? "
The Yankang National Preceptor said solemnly, "Back then, I was still young and traveled around to study. When I arrived at the Tempest Temple, the Tathagata, who had no prejudice against sects, guided me in my cultivation. I could be considered half a disciple of the Tempest Temple, so it was only right that I return the favor. However, how do I know if I'm letting the tiger return to the mountain? These people were the bandit leaders of the world, how could they be willing to give up just like that? In the future, if they rebel again, the people will be plunged into misery and suffering. Tathagata is merciful and should know my worries. "
Old Rulai smiled. "This old monk wants them to convert to Great Thunderclap Monastery and no longer interfere with worldly affairs. What does the National Division think?"
Yankang National Preceptor declined to comment.
Old Rulai smiled and looked at Teacher Poor and the rest. "Back then, all of you were outstanding talents with peerless talent. You were strong and glorious all your lives, so are you willing to lay down your weapons and convert to buddhism?"
True Lord Tian sneered. "Old Rulai, with us and your Great Thunderclap Monastery, wouldn't it be easy to get rid of this fiend? Do you think if you let go of this chance, your Great Thunderclap Monastery will still be safe? If Yankang National Preceptor gets rid of us, he will definitely get rid of Buddhism! Why don't you kill them now and use your methods to subdue devils? "
Old Rulai smiled. "No matter how the National Division treats our Buddhism, there will always be people who believe in Buddhism and worship Buddhism. No matter if there are still gods and buddhas in this world, as long as our faith remains, it won't be extinguished because the National Division wants to eradicate our Buddhism, and it won't be honored because the National Division promotes our Buddhism. If you guys are willing to lay down your grudges, then follow me. If not, this old monk can only say that we're not fated and take my leave. "
Suddenly, figures descended rapidly from the sky and landed behind the Yankang National Preceptor. They were a hundred generals of Yankang Kingdom who were covered in blood and wearing armor. All of them had overflowing fighting spirit.
Duke Wei shouted, "What's wrong? Is Rulai also here to join in the fun? Is he trying to take advantage of us? National Division, let's get rid of this old monk and the bald … "
The Yankang National Preceptor raised his hand and stopped him from continuing. He said in a low voice, "It's not good for both sides to suffer. It's a good thing that Old Rulai is here to mediate. "
Duke Wei was bewildered and didn't understand what he meant. "They're trying to take advantage of us by taking the leaders of the rebellion into their Great Thunderclap Monastery to strengthen their power. These leaders of the rebellion are all very powerful people. Letting them go is like letting a tiger return to the mountain, and there will be endless trouble in the future! National Division, please think thrice! "
The Yankang National Preceptor smiled. "Old Rulai said that after they converted to Buddhism, they will no longer interfere with the matters of the secular world. I believe Old Rulai."
"You really believe him?"
Duke Wei stared with his eyes wide open. "He doesn't have hair on his head, so he can't do things properly …"
He wanted to say more, but the Yankang National Preceptor raised his hand and said indifferently, "Old Rulai is the chief of Buddhism. He has come to resolve our grudges and settle a dispute, returning peace to the world. This is a great act of kindness. Furthermore, I'm also injured. "
On Mount Meru, the bodhisattvas and arhats heard what was said and turned their heads to look.
Old Rulai chanted one of the names of Buddha, alerting the bodhisattvas and arhats. He smiled and said, "The National Division is willing to resolve our grudges. Teacher Poor, what about you guys?"
Teacher Poor and the rest looked at each other and nodded silently.
If they didn't agree to convert to Buddhism, Old Rulai would leave them in the lurch and bring the numerous strong practitioners of Great Thunderclap Monastery away. They would definitely die in the hands of the Yankang National Preceptor.
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