Chapter 56

At the entrance of the temple, there were a few martial artists who had shaved their hair clean sweeping the floor. They all wore light blue robes made of coarse cloth. Even the weakest among them was a beginner level Martial Master, giving off the impression that they were very capable.

A glint flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes. Were these the monks that everyone was talking about? They were indeed different. However, he could imagine how fast they would progress by bathing in such abundant spiritual energy every day.

Thus, he followed the other tourists into the temple and arrived at a large plaza. There were already many praying mats laid out on the ground for the tourists to sit on and listen to the lecture.

A high platform had already been set up in front of the plaza. A group of monks were bustling about, as if the lecture for the day was about to begin.

At this time, the praying mats on the ground were already filled. Zhan Chen followed the crowd and found a seat in the corner to sit down. He could hear the people around him talking about Wizard Zhi Yuan, and their words were filled with praises for him.

Not long after, the seats on the ground were completely filled. The audience that arrived late could only stand at the side of the plaza. Even so, the entire plaza was still packed to the point that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

After a long time, a monk dressed in yellow robes with Zen beads hanging around his neck walked up to the high platform. Behind him were two monks dressed in disciple robes.

When Zhan Chen saw them, his pupils shrank. He could not be mistaken. The two disciples behind him were actually Martial Honors. What was the background of this Minor Sumeru Temple? Their strength might even surpass the Golden Elephant Sect that he stayed in. And the monk in front of him with a venerated status might have a cultivation even higher than Martial Honors!

The monk in yellow robes stood in the middle and used his loud and clear voice to call out to the crowd, "Everyone, please be quiet. Master Zhi Yuan is about to begin his lecture."

His voice resounded through every corner of the plaza. Everyone could hear him clearly. For a moment, the chatter stopped. Everyone looked at the front with reverence written all over their faces.

The monk in yellow robes shouted again, "Welcome, Master Zhi Yuan!" Then, he moved to the side.

The red door of the main hall at the back opened. An old monk, accompanied by two rows of monks in yellow robes, slowly walked to the front. His face was ruddy and slightly thin. He had a white beard and his eyebrows were the most distinctive. Just like his beard, they were silver like snow, thick and thick. As a result, most of his eyes were covered by his thick eyebrows. From time to time, he could only feel a pair of intelligent eyes through the gap between his eyebrows, like a glimpse of a graceful swan.

He was also wearing a yellow robe and had prayer beads hanging from his neck. However, what was different from the other yellow-robed monks was that he had a shiny golden kasaya draped over his left shoulder and a golden staff that was as tall as a person in his hand.

Seeing Master Zhi Yuan, everyone present could not help but exclaim, "It's Master Zhi Yuan!"

Zhi Yuan smiled at them and then sat on the high platform in front of them and began to teach Buddhist scriptures. Although what he talked about was ancient and difficult to understand, his words flowed with a trace of soothing artistic conception. It was as beautiful as music, causing people to unconsciously feel at peace and develop a mentality of standing aloof from worldly affairs and wholeheartedly doing good.

Zhan Chen was gradually infected by him. He was intoxicated by this beautiful artistic conception. Suddenly, he came to his senses. His forehead could not help but drip with cold sweat. He stared at Master Zhi Yuan and thought, "What is the background of this Zhi Yuan? What a terrifying cultivation! He can actually affect a martial artist's mind! "

He faintly felt that this Zhi Yuan's cultivation had reached a realm that he could not imagine. He then associated it with the various rumors about him coming from the Ten Thousand Laws Continent. A thought emerged from the bottom of his heart, "Could it be that Zhi Yuan is an immortal who has entered the Dao?!"

At this moment, he felt a gaze that seemed to be sizing him up. Zhan Chen could not help but look over. It was Zhi Yuan who was looking in his direction with a kind smile on his face. The gaze under his eyebrows seemed to overlap with his gaze.

Thump thump thump. Zhan Chen felt his heart began to beat rapidly. He comforted himself in his heart, "It can't be such a coincidence. That Zhi Yuan is paying attention to me? It must be my illusion. "

In fact, this was not his illusion. When Zhan Chen woke up from the artistic conception created by Master Zhi Yuan, he was already discovered by this old man. His eyes could not help but blossom with two rays of light. He praised in his heart, "This kid's willpower is not ordinary! I have been here for more than a thousand years. I have never met a second person with such a strong willpower like him. This is a good material. If I guide him well, in the future, he might be able to … Maybe I should form a good relationship with him. Hehe, I am afraid this is fate that cannot be figured out. "

At this time, everyone present naturally did not know that at this moment, the old master on the high platform was still listening to the profound scripture with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

After the scripture was finished, the audience was still pondering over it. There was a lingering feeling in their ears. At this time, Master Zhi Yuan stood up and smiled at everyone, "Benefactors, today's scripture lecture will end here. Everyone, please go back. If there is anyone who wishes to offer incense and worship Buddha, please come to the main hall."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and led the crowd away. At this time, no one noticed that he had given a few instructions to a disciple beside him.

The crowd dispersed and went to the main hall and the side hall to offer incense and worship Buddha. It was Zhan Chen's first time here. He followed them in and saw many tall golden statues of Buddha placed in the main hall. Some warriors even bowed to them.

He could not help but sneer in his heart, "These people are really funny. How can there be gods in this world? The so-called gods are probably people with high cultivation bases. Why should we kneel to them?"

Just as he was thinking, he saw a monk walk in front of him and whispered to him, "Benefactor, our host invites you."

"It's Master Zhi Yuan?" Zhan Chen could not help but cry out.

This caused the surrounding devout people to glare at him angrily. The monk hurriedly said, "Benefactor, please come with me."

Zhan Chen could only suppress the shock in his heart and follow him. As he walked, his heart was still beating like a drum, "Why is Zhi Yuan looking for me? My cultivation base is so far away from his. Forget it, since I'm already here, I'll just take things as they come. We'll know when we get there. "

Then, the two of them entered the depths of the temple one after the other. They came to a secluded place. There was a main hall built there, but the door was tightly shut. The monk stood to the side and gave a Buddhist salute to Zhan Chen, saying, "Benefactor, please go in. Our host is waiting for you inside."

Zhan Chen suppressed his perturbed feelings and pushed open the door of the hall. He walked in and saw Zhi Yuan bowing to a wide and fat smiling Buddha statue in the middle. On the two sides of this smiling Buddha statue, there were four golden statues. However, they were the complete opposite of the smiling Buddha statue. Each of them stood tall and dignified, holding weapons and artifacts in their hands.

When Master Zhi Yuan saw that Zhan Chen had come here, he smiled and stood up, saying to him, "Benefactor, you must be very curious why I've come to find you, right?"

"Why?" Zhan Chen also asked curiously.

"Because of the word 'fate'. Perhaps this is the arrangement of fate?"

When Zhan Chen heard his mysterious words, he did not know what medicine he was selling in his gourd. However, it was rare for this senior to condescend himself to treat a small character like him, so he patiently listened to him.

"Benefactor, what is your surname?"

"My name is Zhan Chen."

"Benefactor Zhan, what do you think of our Buddhist scriptures?" Zhi Yuan suddenly asked.

For a moment, Zhan Chen was stunned.

"Please don't mince your words." Wizard Zhi Yuan looked into his eyes seriously.

Zhan Chen gathered his courage and said, "Then, Sir Master, I'll speak frankly. Ideals are beautiful, but it's a pity that it's impossible to persuade evil people to do good and resolve the conflicts of this world with words. This is a world where the strong are respected."

Master Zhi Yuan retorted, "But you haven't tried, how do you know it's impossible?"

Zhan Chen sneered, "If they want to start a massacre, how do you deal with it?"

"I'll try my best to persuade them to bury the hatchet."

"But what if they insist on doing so?"

"Then I'll have to stop their evil deeds, then persuade them to do good."

Zhan Chen shouted, "But this is only for the strong. The weak can only be slaughtered. Everything still depends on strength!"

At this moment, Zhi Yuan pointed to the large Buddha statue in the middle and said, "Benefactor, what do you see?"

Zhan Chen answered honestly, "This is just a statue."

"No, they represent the sages. These people have been working hard to save the people from their pain. In order to resolve the hatred in people's hearts, they constantly admonish others. They even use their bodies to block the blades of killers, thus dispelling the evil spirits of evil people. If everyone in this world could be like them, then this world would no longer be in constant conflict."

"So in your eyes, they are just statues. But in our eyes, they represent the spirit that is worthy of respect." At this point, Master Zhi Yuan's eyes showed a determined look.

Zhan Chen was silent for a moment, then finally exploded, "Some people are unrepentant. If we wait for them to change for the better, then how many people will be slaughtered? I've seen with my own eyes how the Demonic Cultivators harmed the villagers. I've also been repeatedly forced into desperate situations by others. These evil people cannot be persuaded. "

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the statue of the Heavenly King. He pointed to the sword in the statue's hand and shouted, "If we wait for the evil people to change for the better, why don't I turn into this Vajra Sword and cut down all the evil in this world!"