If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 539: A Man of Honour Has Nothing to Worry About His Shadow
Yingjiu was quickly taken away. Li Yanmo wanted to follow to see what was going on, but was stopped by Daoyan with one hand.

"Lord Li, are you willing to talk to me?"

"Chat? What to talk about?" Li Yanmo narrowed his eyes slightly.

From the moment Daoyan gave Yingjiu the Buddhist name Daoliang, Li Yanmo became completely wary of this black-robed monk. If possible, Li Yanmo didn't want to say a word to Daoyan.

"Of course it's about Dayu planning to destroy Buddhism."

Daoyan laughed, his tone light as if it had nothing to do with him, and he even looked a little amused.

"You knew that?"

"If Heaven wishes to destroy someone, it will surely drive him mad," Daoyan stroked his beard. Although he was smiling, it was not a smile. "Master Li, you must be tired after all this journey. The Buddhist sect is poor, but we still have places that can host you. I just hope you don't mind our vegetarian food."

Li Yanmo and Daoyan looked at each other for a few seconds and then nodded with a smile, "Thank you very much."

Under Daoyan's guidance, Li Yanmo came to the temple. Looking up, he could see three huge Buddha statues sinking into the sky.

It is the most iconic building of Buddhism after the Buddha Pillar, and it is also the bomb left by the Dayu Dynasty in retaliation for Buddhism's ambition to replace national law with Buddhist teachings.

After Daoyan brought Li Yanmo to his seat, he said he had something urgent to do and left Li Yanmo alone in the guest room.

Although it is a guest room, this room is not only incredibly large, but also filled with all kinds of rare treasures. The residences of ordinary nobles and princes are not as good as this simple guest room that Daoyan mentioned.

Li Yanmo took out the talisman and wanted to contact Leng Ningshuang, but for some reason the talisman did not respond at all.

"There's something wrong with this Buddhism," even Mumei said. "There was Buddhism during the Great Wilderness, but they emphasized pure cultivation and overcoming tribulations. This is not the case at all."

Li Yanmo glanced at the humanoid storage bag on his waist. "Don't worry, let's play with him first. Girl, how are things going over there? Any results?"

The girl who was cracking melon seeds immediately dropped the shells and quickly came to the front of the Tianji Tower. She pinched her chin and looked around, nodding from time to time.

Li Yanmo was also looking at the Tianji Tower, but he couldn't see anything.

"Yeah, still running."

Li Yanmo's eyes nearly rolled back to the back of his head. "How many days has it been? Is this Tianji Tower really working?"

"Of course you can, but you have been moving all the time these days, and now you have left Guizhou and entered Juezhou. This Tianji Tower is just the first version and has not been upgraded much. It's good enough that you can run like this. Don't ask for too much!" When it comes to defending her research, Nuyao is extremely tough.

"My fault."

Faced with this person who opened the era of cultivation, pioneered the way to the golden elixir, and was the first to become an immortal, Li Yanmo, a novice in cultivation, chose to admit his mistake.

Seeing that Li Yanmo was so sensible, Nuyao's tone softened a lot. "In fact, we have come to some conclusions. For some reason, the sects that want to form the Prison Gate all point to Juezhou. So it's right for you to come to Juezhou. Why don't you take advantage of the quiet night to walk around and take a look?"

Mu Mei also added, "That Daoyan doesn't look right, and with the Dharma name Daoliang, it would be better for you to check on Yingjiu's condition."

Li Yanmo thought that it would be better to go and see how Yingjiu was doing.

Li Yanmo set off immediately. There was no guard outside the guest room, at least on the surface.

Finding Yingjiu was not difficult. Yingjiu had just been ordained as a monk and was placed in the woodshed. After a quick walk around, Li Yanmo found Yingjiu.

At this moment, Yingjiu was sitting on the stone in front of the woodshed, looking at the bright moon with empty eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing Li Yanmo coming, Yingjiu immediately stood up and wanted to kneel, but remembering that Li Yanmo had emphasized that kneeling was not allowed, he changed his stance in time and bowed, "Immortal——"

"Yingjiu, have you really made up your mind to become a monk?" Li Yanmo glanced at the woodshed where Yingjiu lived. There were several monks in it. Those monks had already entered into meditation at this moment, with a Buddhist scripture on their legs, chanting the scriptures in a muttered voice.

Li Yanmo does not understand believers who adhere to a certain belief, nor will he demonize them.

But Li Yanmo felt that Yingjiu was not suitable here.

What's more, Daoyan didn't even draw a picture of the cake, just said it was better than doing nothing.

"Master Immortal... I have made up my mind!" Yingjiu clenched his fists and spoke firmly, "I am just an ordinary person. This is the only thing I can do for Xiao Cui, and I will do it to the end!"

Li Yanmo was speechless, and Yingjiu's life as a monk began with the crowing of a rooster.

As a new monk, Yingjiu had a very bad start. He was dragged to do morning exercises, asked to do horse stance for one or two hours, and forced to stretch his legs to loosen his ligaments. As a result, Yingjiu was exhausted on the first day.

Buddhists did not skimp on food, but there was no meat at all, only white flour buns and various vegetables.

But Yingjiu, who was tired after a whole day, had no time to care about these things. He just stuffed the food into his mouth. As expected, he was slapped on the palm by the monk in charge of the precepts and was punished to copy scriptures.

Li Yanmo watched the whole process, and no monk said anything about it, or even looked at him, as if they didn't see Li Yanmo at all.

When Yingjiu yawned several times, Li Yanmo spoke again, "You take a nap first, I will help you copy it."

Yingjiu shuddered and came to his senses, "Absolutely not!"

Seeing Yingjiu's insistence, Li Yanmo said nothing more, but soon Li Yanmo raised his eyes slightly as if he had noticed something. Outside the window, the black-robed monk Daoyan was standing there, smiling, but no one knew what he was laughing at.

Yinmu Town.

"Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly," Leng Ningshuang sighed as she leaned back in her chair. "Is there such a good thing in this world? Isn't this a shortcut? Using a shortcut to resolve the disaster brewing from taking that shortcut, is there really such a good thing in this world?"

"Of course not, so this isn't a shortcut," Dao Hai pinched the Buddhist beads, snapping them back one by one, his lips slightly raised, "I wonder when Dayu's army will arrive to destroy Buddhism?"

Leng Ningshuang's eyes twitched slightly, and the arms around her chest tightened slightly, but then loosened, "If necessary, I'll be there at any time."

"Indeed, all the sects surrounding Juezhou have been taken over by the Dayu Dynasty. I believe the Dayu Dynasty has mobilized its army under the pretext of inventorying its assets," Daohai smiled and looked up nonchalantly, "Now all we need is a reason to take action."

"Oh? You seem very confident. Is it because you have nothing to fear?"

Dao Hai laughed undeniably.

Seeing Dao Hai's mouth tightly shut as if welded shut, Leng Ningshuang felt a surge of anxiety. She turned to look at Xiao Cui, "What about you? Since you already know that going to the fierce demon tribe to pray to the Buddha will help you escape soon, why don't you go?"

"...If I die, no one in this world will remember Yingjiu, and he will truly be dead."

(End of this chapter)