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Chapter 209

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Stone Buddha Temple.

At the foot of the mountain.

The bluestone steps were covered with fallen leaves.

The autumn wind blew, and the air was cold.

Chung Shen-soo was wearing a white robe and a Shura mask. He slowly walked up the steps.

"Birds sing, the mountain is more serene …"

He chanted a few lines and walked to the end of the steps. He saw the Ancestral Court of Buddhism.

The walls were yellow and the roof was red. The temple door was closed, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the incense burner.

He wondered how long it had been since a visitor came here.

"Where are the monks of the Stone Buddha Temple? The Undead Evil Emperor is here! "

Chung Shen-soo's voice was loud and clear. It turned into the Heavenly Devil's Secret Chant and spread into the temple, looking for living people.

'Holy monk, please don't blame me … I'm just here to get some benefits …'

He cursed in his heart. Not long after, he saw the temple door open and a group of monks walked out.

Jing Fan was among them. He chanted the name of Buddha with an expressionless face.

"Oh, the Evil Emperor is here … I already know why you are here. Please enter the temple."

An old monk put his palms together and bowed respectfully.

'Uh … How can I fight if you are so polite?'

Chung Shen-soo secretly rolled his eyes. He felt like he had punched cotton.

He thought about it and did not say anything. Instead, he followed the monk into the Stone Buddha Temple.

"Forgive me, ever since the holy monk passed away, the Stone Buddha Temple has decided to close the temple and not accept any guests. Therefore, we did not prepare much …"

After entering a side room, a novice monk served tea and the old monk apologized.

"Oh? You already know about the holy monk's death? "

Chung Shen-soo thought about the temples under the Stone Buddha Temple and did not think much of it.

"Before the holy monk passed away, he used the great divine power of heart and mind to send a decree to us …" The old monk stood up and bowed respectfully. "Jing Fan, bring the Evil Emperor to the Buddha Forest."

"Yes, Master."

Jing Fan's face was as clear as jade. It seemed that his martial arts had improved greatly. He took a step forward and said expressionlessly, "Evil Emperor, please!"

Chung Shen-soo nodded and followed Jing Fan into the depths of the Stone Buddha Temple.

After passing through many halls and plazas, he arrived at a flat land.

On the flat ground, there were stone Buddha statues that were either sitting or lying down. They all had different appearances and different expressions, but they were all vivid and lifelike.

"This is our temple's Buddhist forest …" Monk Jing Fan led the way as he explained to Chung Shen-soo, "This is our temple's forbidden land. The original copy of the Stone Buddha Scripture is hidden there."

"Oh? Thank you very much. "

Chung Shen-soo laughed hoarsely.

"Amitabha. Since this is the Holy Monk's final decision, everyone in our humble temple will naturally comply … After this, the Stone Buddha Temple will truly close its doors and stop interacting with the outside world."

Jing Fan nodded and brought Chung Shen-soo to the center of the Buddhist forest.

Although this place looked like a square, Chung Shen-soo could sense that there were Grandmaster monks patrolling the area.

Even the Iron Blood Condors might not be able to barge in without alerting others.

'This Stone Buddha Temple seems to be a big empty carrot. Once the Holy Monk dies, the Grandmasters will be gone. No wonder they have to close their doors and temporarily give in to the imperial court … In that case, is Fairy Suyin still alive?'

All sorts of thoughts surged in Chung Shen-soo's mind.

He looked at the stone Buddha statues that were as tall as a human and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"Amitabha."

Jing Fan led Chung Shen-soo to a reclining Buddha statue and chanted, "My temple's Stone Buddha Scripture is here …"

Chung Shen-soo also looked at the reclining Buddha statue.

Its entire body was a grayish-white stone color. It was lying on its side and had a square face and big ears. Its mouth was always smiling, but its eyes seemed to be filled with extreme pain.

"This is the first generation Holy Monk Bodhidharma … The" Stone Buddha Sutra "is extremely strange. It allows one to cultivate the Invincible Stone Buddha Body, but it is very easy for one to go berserk and turn into a stone statue … This Buddhist forest is formed by the monks of the Stone Buddha Temple who failed to comprehend the" Stone Buddha Sutra "and went berserk.

Jing Fan's voice was neither fast nor slow. "The Evil Emperor wants to read the Stone Buddha Scripture. Please be careful."

'So the Stone Buddha Scripture, one of the Four Great Mystical Books, is the petrified body of the first generation Holy Monk Dharma?'

Chung Shen-soo nodded. He looked at the stone Buddha statues again and found even more differences.

Some of them were waving their hands and dancing wildly. Some seemed to have entered a state of extreme joy.

Some of them had distorted expressions as if they had seen a ferocious demon and were trapped in the eighteen levels of hell …

All of these were influenced by the Stone Buddha Scripture.

"If one fails to cultivate, one will turn into a Buddha?"

Chung Shen-soo asked, "Then why did the first generation Holy Monk …"

"The Stone Buddha Scripture is strange and unpredictable. Even if one successfully cultivates it, one will still turn into stone when one dies … Perhaps this is the rumored Arhat Golden Body?"

Monk Jing Fan gave an explanation.

Although the Arhat Golden Body sounded like it should be golden in color, stone also had immortal properties and could stay in the world for a long time.

"Little monk, you have a lot of ideas. Do you want to join the Evil Path?"

Chung Shen-soo laughed.

"I can't overstep my boundaries. I will wait outside the Buddhist forest. Almsgiver, if you have any instructions, please let me know …"

Monk Jing Fan was not provoked at all. After bowing, he left the Buddhist forest.

"This is so boring …"

Chung Shen-soo curled his lips and sat cross-legged in front of the stone Buddha statue. He was slightly excited. "After being around for so long, I finally came into contact with the Four Great Mystical Books …"



Unknowingly, a day had passed.

Chung Shen-soo sat cross-legged in front of the stone statue. He had finally adjusted his body's condition and started to try to comprehend it.

"Speaking of which … These Four Great Mystical Books are probably techniques that can't be comprehended successfully if one is too rational … But I can't ask Monk Jing Fan for some wine and meat to liven things up, right?"

With the help of the moonlight, Chung Shen-soo glanced at the figure outside the Buddhist forest. He gave up on this idea.

After all, the person was someone he knew. It was not good to trick him.

In the darkness, the stone Buddha statues seemed to have come to life.

Chung Shen-soo could sense that there were countless eyes staring at him in the darkness.

Whoosh whoosh!

A gentle breeze blew. It was originally the most common natural phenomenon. However, when it passed through the Buddhist forest, it immediately became different.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sound of the wind had a strange change in Chung Shen-soo's ears. It was sometimes high and sometimes low. Gradually, it became blurry. There seemed to be a shout mixed in it.

It was a mournful and low voice.

It kept repeating two words over and over again, "Da Mo, Great Devil! Damo, Great Demon! "

This sound was like a hammer that knocked on the heart of everyone who heard it.

Outside the Buddhist forest, Jing Fan's body trembled. He could not help but move a distance away. "Even martial monks don't dare to patrol the Buddhist forest at night. It is said that a large number of people have been driven crazy … Jing Ming, could it be the same?"

When he thought of Jing Ming, he felt the demonic thoughts in his heart suddenly increase. He could not help but chant 'Amitabha' a few more times. Then, he turned his gaze to the figure that was still sitting cross-legged in the Buddhist forest.

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