Ye Futian's eyes grew cold. When the monk asked a question, he would naturally have an answer in his heart, but he did not expect to be spied on.
Buddhism's Mind Connection was used to spy on the minds of others. The monk in front of him was intentionally leading him to spy on how many Great Emperors he had inherited.
However, this was not a secret in the Divine Prefecture. Many cultivators in the Divine Prefecture knew about it, including the inheritance of Emperor Ye Qing. He did not think too much about it. After knowing the monk's ability, he immediately controlled his thoughts. He just stared at the monk and said, "Master, you are a senior monk of Buddhism. It seems a bit despicable to spy on what others are thinking."
Although his tone was calm, it was no longer polite. No matter who it was, they would not feel comfortable having their secrets spied on in such a way.
"I was just a little curious, so I borrowed his Mind Connection to take a look. I hope Benefactor Ye does not mind." The monk put his palms together and smiled. "However, I will not mention what I saw to others. Benefactor Ye does not need to worry."
Ye Futian's eyes were cold. Meeting a cultivator who could spy on others' thoughts, he had to control his thoughts at all times. This feeling was very uncomfortable. He had to be very careful when interacting with such a person.
"I am curious. Is Saint Zhen Chan well?" The monk continued to ask. He was still "curious."
This time, Ye Futian controlled himself not to think about the answer. He just stared at the monk coldly. He had already been tricked once, so he would not be led by the monk again and let his thoughts be spied on.
At this moment, there was only one thing in his mind, and that was how to deal with this demonic monk. Seeing through his thoughts, the monk put his palms together and said with a smile, "This little monk is a disciple of Buddhist Lord Tongchan. This little monk can understand Benefactor Ye's dissatisfaction with this little monk, but in the Western Paradise, Benefactor Ye's way of thinking is somewhat absurd."
This monk was Tong Chan of the Buddha. His status was extremely high, comparable to that of Tian Yin of the Buddha. Otherwise, he would not have come out at this time to pry into Ye Futian's secrets. At this moment, there were many important figures of the Buddhist clan here.
Ye Futian knew that the monk was speaking the truth. Even if he was not here, it would be almost impossible for him to deal with Tong Chan of the Buddha, let alone here in the Western Paradise.
He turned his gaze and looked at the other cultivators around him. Many of them had come with ill intentions, especially in the direction in front of him. There were cultivators from the same sect as Zhu Hou, who were cultivating under the Divine Eye Buddha.
This Holy-Eyed Buddha Lord's Dharma was boundless. He could see the sky and the earth with his eyes. He was a great Buddha in the Buddha Realm and was an extremely powerful branch of Buddhism. The cultivators under him were all extraordinary. Zhu Hou was just one of them. He had an extraordinary position in Brahma. However, he was killed by Ye Futian in Jia Nan City.
Many pairs of eyes looked at Ye Futian's group. Those eyes all shone with golden Buddha light, giving off an extraordinary feeling. They stared at Ye Futian's group without any reservations, just like how Zhu Hou did in the past. They were spying on them without any hesitation.
"Divine techniques, the Way of Light …" They looked at Fang Cun and the others, then at Chen Yi, and their gazes fell on Hua Qingqing. A strange look appeared on their faces as they said, "You are a person with a connection with Buddha. Why are you with this person?"
Hua Qingqing looked at the person who spoke and said, "Buddhism is not about cultivation. It is about cultivating the mind."
Those people frowned when they heard Hua Qingqing's words. Ye Futian also said, "In the past, I met Zhu Hou in Jia Nan City. He acted unscrupulously. When we met in the city, he spied on my disciple's cultivation. He used his strength to bully the weak and tried to control me. I arrived in time and killed him. I thought that he was just a Buddhist, but I didn't expect that his fellow disciples were all like this. It seems that I overestimated him."
"Hmph."
A cold voice was heard. A person said coldly, "My disciple violated the precepts. He will be punished according to the precepts of Buddhism. When is it your turn to kill my disciple?"
"What a domineering Buddhist," Chen Yi said sarcastically. He said, "As you said, your Buddhist disciple tried to kill us. We could only tolerate it and not fight back. Did we wait for your Buddhist disciples to punish us? However, seeing you do things, we expect you to punish us? Ridiculous. "
The other party was unmoved when he heard Chen Yi's words. He continued coldly, "After you killed Zhu Hou, you implicated innocent people and killed his clansmen. How dare such a cruel and murderous person talk about Buddha?"
"If it weren't for the Ten Thousand Buddha Festival, the Buddha would have sent you all to the afterlife," another monk said coldly. The kasaya on his body fluttered even though there was no wind, and the light that shot out of his eyes was extremely dazzling.
Ye Futian looked at the other party and said, "Coming to the Holy Land of the Western Heavens this time has really broadened my horizons. In the past, I have met cultivators from the Dark World. Although they are ruthless and ruthless, at least they would not use the name of mercy and use Buddhism as an excuse. In my opinion, you people cultivate Buddhism and harm all living beings. You are not as good as the cultivators from the Dark World."
He had always treated people with courtesy. However, since these people were so rude and actually said that they wanted to send them to the afterlife, there was no need for him to give them any face. His words were sharp, and he did not give them any face at all.
As expected, as soon as he finished speaking, beams of golden Light of Buddha shone and enveloped the boundless space. From this Buddhist aura, he could even sense a faint murderous intent. The peaceful Light of Buddha also became strange at this moment.
"Qingqing is right. Buddhism is not cultivation. Even if you people cultivate the power of Buddhism, you are not worthy of being called Buddhas," Ye Futian said indifferently. A wave of might was also released from his body. His whole body was dazzling, and divine light circled around him, fighting against the oppressive Light of Buddha.
"Today is the Ten Thousand Buddha Festival. If you want to make a move, you should wait for a few more days," Tong Chan of the Buddha said with a smile, planning to fight against the two forces.
"Buddha is merciful. If it were not for the Ten Thousand Buddha Festival, I would have sent you to the afterlife here in the Western Heavens today to avoid harming all living beings." A cultivator under the Divine Eye Buddha's tutelage shot out golden divine light from his eyes as he stared at Ye Futian and the others. The Light of Buddha that shot out from his eyes was somewhat sharp.
"Is that so?" Chen Yi glanced at the other and released the power of light. Beams of light shot out from his eyes as he stared at the other and said, "If it were not for the Ten Thousand Buddha Festival and not borrowing the power of the elders of Buddhism, you would only be able to send yourself to the afterlife."
The cultivators who came were not very strong. The strongest few were only at the peak of the Renhuang Plane. He was not afraid at all. You want to send them to the afterlife with your current level? What a fool's dream.
"Everyone, don't forget about the storm in the Six Desires Heavens and Saint Zhen Chan," Tong Chan of the Buddha said again. Tong Chan of the Buddha spoke again, as if he wanted the world to be in chaos. In the Six Desires Heavens, several Celestial Venerables had died. Saint Zhen Chan was a top figure in the Buddhist sects, but he had also died in that storm.
Now, although Ye Futian did not have the divine body of Shenjia the Great Emperor, his combat ability was still very strong. If a battle were to break out, it was not certain who would send whom to the afterlife!
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