On this day, Five Hua Temple shone brightly, and the sound of chanting reverberated in all directions. In the solemn Mahavira Hall, Zen Master Fa Hua sat cross-legged on a lotus. Countless monks stood on both sides of the Mahavira Hall.
However, the atmosphere in Five Hua Temple today was stifling. Even Zen Master Fa Hua's face was ashen because he was holding a roll of yellow silk in his hand and reading it with rapt attention.
"Amitabha!"
After a full ten breaths of time, Zen Master Fa Hua chanted the name of Buddha loudly. However, his voice was extremely solemn and contained great anger. One could completely hear it from his Buddha name.
"To slander Buddha like this, this person is not only daring, but he also doesn't put Buddha in his heart. If Five Hua Temple does nothing, won't it bring shame to Buddhism?" Zen Master Fa Hua looked like an angry Vajra. It was obvious that he was really angry.
"Abbot, according to what Ku Hui said, this person's cultivation is unfathomable. He definitely cultivates Daoism, and he speaks arrogantly. He doesn't put Buddhism in his eyes at all. His background must be extraordinary. Why don't we report this matter to Spirit Mountain's Great Thunderclap Temple and let the Buddhas of Spirit Mountain decide on their own?" An old monk stepped forward and suggested with his palms together.
"No, if we report this to Spirit Mountain, won't it show that Five Hua Temple is useless?"
"Moreover, we still don't know what this person's cultivation is. If this matter is spread to the outside world, won't the outside world laugh at Five Hua Temple for being useless?" Another old monk stood out. His eyebrows were vertical, and he looked ferocious.
"That's right. If Five Hua Temple can't even handle such a small matter and needs people from Spirit Mountain, then how can Five Hua Temple establish itself in the Aparagodānīya Continent in the future?" A white-browed old monk echoed.
"Senior Brothers, you're right. However, you have to understand that the Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Realms are too vast. If this person dares to speak arrogantly, he must have great ability. It's very likely that he's an ancient Great Medium. I'm afraid that Five Hua Temple can't punish him."
"Senior Brother, you worry too much. How can there be so many Great Divines in this world? Moreover, this is the Aparagodānīya Continent, the birthplace of our Buddhism. Even the Great Divines of the ancient times did not dare to slander Buddhism. I'm afraid that this person is definitely an evil spirit. Our Wu Hua Temple should suppress him and send him to Spirit Mountain for punishment. Only then can we show the prestige of our Wu Hua Temple."
A few old monks spoke out one after another. It was obvious that they all had different opinions, but they all had their own reasons.
"Martial Granduncles, this disciple has something to say."
Suddenly, just as the old monks were arguing endlessly, a nervous and trembling voice sounded, causing the old monks to stop arguing and look towards the source of the voice.
"Impudent Ku Hui, how can you speak carelessly? Why aren't you leaving?" A middle-aged monk's expression changed slightly as he reprimanded Ku Hui. He was Ku Hui's master and he had never thought that his disciple would dare to interrupt in such a situation. Wasn't this causing trouble for him?
"It's fine. Ku Hui, what do you want to say? Just say it," Zen Master Fa Hua said in a low voice.
At this moment!
Ku Hui knelt in the middle of the Great Buddha's Hall. His eyes turned slightly, and then he chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice, "Martial Granduncles, this disciple remembers that Martial Granduncles Fa Jue had just subdued a river demon a few days ago. This river demon's cultivation is a Taiyi Xuan Immortal. If he goes to Small Rock Village to stir up trouble, he will definitely be able to attract this person's attention. At that time, Wu Hua Temple will observe from the side and know his cultivation."
"If this person is not a match for the river demon, we can subdue him and bring him back to Fahua Temple. If the river demon is killed by him, Martial Granduncles will be able to deduce his cultivation. At that time, we can ask the Buddha of Spirited Mountain to subdue this person. Wouldn't this be the best of both worlds?"
As Ku Hui's words fell, the entire place was so silent that one could hear a pin drop. Obviously, this plan of using someone else to do the dirty work was perfect. Not only did Wu Hua Temple not have to do it personally, but they could also deduce Ye Xuan's cultivation. No matter what the result was, Wu Hua Temple would only benefit and not lose anything.
Although this plan was somewhat sinister and shameless, it was a disgrace to Buddhism. However, it could be said to be flawless. This also made Zen Master Fa Hua and the others nod slightly.
"This is a good plan."
"Ku Hui, you have done well."
"Please make the decision."
A few old monks spoke one after another and looked at Zen Master Fa Hua. This was because all the decisions were in Zen Master Fa Hua's hands.
"Amitabha."
Zen Master Fa Hua chanted Buddha's name softly, "Ku Hui, this matter will be handed over to you. If you can do this well, I will personally bestow upon you the Vajra Subduing Demon Spell Scroll as a reward from me."
"Thank you, Master Fa Hua."
Ku Hui's face was filled with joy and he kowtowed to Zen Master Fa Hua excitedly. A hint of excitement flashed across his eyes.
It was no wonder that Ku Hui was so excited. The Vajra Subduing Demon Spell Scroll was enough for him to cultivate to the realm of Celestial Immortal. Moreover, he had always harbored hatred towards Ye Xuan. If he could use the river demon to kill Ye Xuan, it would be enough to dispel the hatred in his heart.
Even if the river demon was not Ye Xuan's opponent, he could also report to Zen Master Fa Hua. By then, there would be people from Spirited Mountain from the west who would come to suppress Ye Xuan. This was simply killing two birds with one stone.
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At the same time.
Blazing Mountain.
The Bull Demon King sat high on the white bone throne. Countless small demons were growling. A young girl was tied to a cross pole. However, this young girl's body was covered with whip marks. It was obvious that she had suffered unimaginable torture and whipping.
"Tell me, who killed my son?" The Bull Demon King narrowed his eyes. His huge fist smashed onto the table in front of him. Following a loud bang, the huge stone table turned into ashes.
"Bull … Bull Demon King … I … I really don't know who he is … I have already said what I need to say." Hu Mei Er said weakly. Her eyes were filled with extreme fear.
A few days ago, Hu Mei Er wanted to escape the Aparagodaniya Continent and return to the Green Hill Fox Clan because of Red Boy's death. However, she was intercepted by the Bull Demon King halfway. She knew that she would most likely die.
As expected, the Bull Demon King directly brought her back to the Blazing Mountain and directly subjected her to inhumane torture. Hu Mei Er did not dare to hide anything. She told the Bull Demon King about how Red Boy was killed.
Unfortunately, the Bull Demon King kept asking about Ye Xuan's identity. However, how could Hu Mei Er answer him? That was why this scene happened.
"My king, I think this girl is not lying. She really doesn't know this person." A big demon with a wolf head and a human body was advising the Bull Demon King.
Hearing his subordinate's words, the Bull Demon King slowly nodded. This was because he gradually believed Hu Mei Er's words. Because Hu Mei Er had suffered unimaginable torture these few days. Under such cruel punishment, Hu Mei Er would definitely not lie.
"My king, the murderer's portrait has been drawn. Please take a look."
A small demon quickly came before the Bull Demon King. He held a brand new scroll in his hand. When the scroll slowly unfolded, the appearance of a person could be seen.
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