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

Chapter 541: The True Face of the Demons Refined by Buddhism
Yingjiu's ordeal continued. The Buddhist sect showed no mercy, despite Li Yanmo's presence, and tortured him to death. Their nitpicking punishments forced him to copy large amounts of Buddhist texts in a short period of time. Despite his persistent attempts to prove he was fine and that he could persevere, Yingjiu steadily lost weight.

Li Yanmo also realized that this was just like being an ascetic monk.

Facing Li Yanmo's doubts, Daoyan simply smiled and replied, "When Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility upon a man, it will first test his mind and will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and deprive him of all want. It will do this to stir his heart and harden his nature, and thus enable him to achieve what he was not capable of."

Li Yanmo was speechless, while Daoyan laughed and turned away.

Today, Yingjiu made another mistake. Because he missed Xiaocui, Yingjiu accidentally wrote Xiaocui's name on the scriptures while copying them. The monk in charge of the precepts was furious and severely punished Yingjiu, which directly led to Yingjiu's serious illness.

Buddhism was not so cruel as to force Yingjiu to do heavy work despite his serious illness, but Yingjiu became thinner and thinner, as if he had no flesh and his skin was stuck to his bones.

Li Yanmo finally figured out the problem. Why did he feel that those mummies looked familiar when he passed through the evil demon tribe?
Because all the mummies in the temple were Yingjiu himself.

And that bear demon in cassock is probably Yingjiu himself.

"Master Daoyan, what kind of Buddha are you talking about?"

Li Yanmo looked up with emotion, and the black-robed monk Daoyan had appeared behind him at some point.

"Of course it depends on you, the donor... What kind of Buddha do you want?"

Daoyan stroked his beard and chuckled. Behind him, the sun tilted to one side, and the moon rose with the stars. But in just a moment, the moon and the stars fell together, and the sun took their place. This cycle repeated itself in just a moment, and in Juezhou, winter had passed and spring had come. Yingjiu was sweeping the snow in the temple with his eyes lowered.

After a year of hard training, Yingjiu seemed to have realized something and rarely made mistakes.

The tender green branches pushed away the snow, and a new group of people became monks. They experienced the same ascetic training as Yingjiu.

Some people, like Yingjiu, persisted silently, while others lost control and made a scene because of the overly strict precepts. For those who could not endure the asceticism, Buddhism not only did not punish them, but even treated them with good food and drink, whether it was intentional or not.

It was Yingjiu who was in charge of treating those who had nothing but endured the hardship with delicious food.

Li Yanmo also had his eyes broadened.

Beneath the holy land of Buddhism, there are casinos and brothels everywhere, with a dazzling array of goods and a dizzying array of tricks. As long as you are a Buddhist disciple, you can use them for free and indulge in lust without restraint, but if you are not a Buddhist disciple, you will need to pay a high fee.

"You Buddhists are really good at having fun," Li Yanmo glanced at Daoyan.

Daoyan laughed unconvincingly, "I don't know what desires there are in this world, so how can I be sure that I can truly control myself?"

Li Yanmo did not answer, but just watched the development in front of him.

The monks who originally thought they could not endure the ascetic training were able to endure it immediately. They indulged in lust without restraint, and regarded the ascetic training as laziness. They did not care even if they were punished, and would even do it perfunctorily, and then continue to live a carefree life.

"You shouldn't let them indulge themselves."

"Why?"

Li Yan was speechless.

Of course, it is because this is a holy place of Buddhism. These monks stayed here not to become Buddhas, but to indulge in lust, which is simply putting the cart before the horse.

"Master Li, do you think Buddhism has put the cart before the horse?"

Li Yanmo was not surprised that his thoughts were seen through, "What else?"

"Master Li, only oneself can be saved. Strict rules enforced by force cannot save anyone. They will only destroy everyone's self-esteem and ultimately produce a bunch of rigid, stubborn idiots who only know how to chant sutras," Daoyan said quietly, his hands behind his back. "Only when one has realized and let go can one become a Buddha."

"What if you're stubborn and refuse to change? What if you can't let go?"

Daoyan did not answer, but just turned his head to look.

"Absurd! Absurd! Absurd!"

A middle-aged monk couldn't help but throw the things in his hands to the ground. Yingjiu was startled and quickly bent down to pack up his things, while trying to persuade him, "Daoqi, calm down."

"Calm down! How can I calm down? Daoliang! Stop cleaning up!" The middle-aged man called Daoqi kicked the things on the ground away, grabbed Daoqi's shoulders, and forced Daoqi to look him in the eye. "Daoliang! Don't you find it strange? Why are we who strictly abide by the precepts suffering more and more every day, while those who indulge in lust are living fat and fat, with greasy faces!"

"Daoqi, we shouldn't think like that. We didn't start practicing hard just to compare ourselves with others," Yingjiu shook his head.

Dao Qi opened his mouth, staggered back a step, and put his hands on his head. "There has to be a beginning, right? There has to be a conclusion, right? They said it wasn't a disease, but fate. Only by going to Juezhou would there be a chance... Because of this sentence, I left the person I loved most on my wedding day..."

"What the hell am I doing right now?"

"road……"

Yingjiu reached out to grab Daoqi, but Daoqi dodged him.

"We've been deceived... We've been deceived! There's no Buddha here!"

Amid the roar, Dodge's body gradually swelled, hard animal hair emerged from his skin, and the ferocious tiger head rose up. Daoqi, who was just an ordinary person, suddenly saw his cultivation level skyrocket.

Yingjiu was so frightened that he fell to the ground and subconsciously called out the other person's real name, "Li Yuan?"

Daoqi, who had transformed into a tiger demon, wrapped himself in a cassock, staggered back a step and turned into a gust of evil wind and left. Although it was clearly an important place in Buddhism, no one stopped him, and no one even looked up to see him.

Daoqi, who had transformed into a tiger demon in cassocks, headed straight for the territory of the ferocious demon clan and wandered around in the wasteland, not knowing why he existed.

Sometimes it turns into a human, sometimes it turns into a beast.

Until a young man with ragged clothes but bright eyes appeared.

Daoqi happened to be a human being at the time. Seeing Daoqi wrapped in a monk's robe and with a bald head, the young man excitedly stepped forward and said, "Master! Have I arrived at the Buddhist holy land of Juezhou?"

Daoqi's cloudy eyes slowly opened, "What's your name?"

"Master, my name is Li Yuan!"

"You...abandoned your family?"

"No, I'm here to save them! They said it was the only way!"

"Ah...ahhh!"

Daoqi's body suddenly grew in size, and his ferocious tiger head bit off Li Yuan's head in one bite.

Soon, the second Li Yuan, the third Li Yuan, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

After eating countless Li Yuans, Dodge built a temple there and erected a Buddha statue.

Facing Li Yuan who appeared again, Dodge smiled kindly.

"You have arrived at the holy land of Buddhism."

Daoqi took the scriptures and taught Li Yuan to chant until Li Yuan died on the cushion. More and more Li Yuan died, and the first Li Yuan who died on the cushion had become a mummy. Daoqi's cultivation became higher and higher, and he emitted Buddha's light, and the huge Buddha statue became bigger and bigger.

"This... is your Duji?"

"nature."

"Then why did you want to turn Daoqi into a ghost?" Li Yanmo looked at Daoyan expressionlessly.

It is not that the demons use Buddhism to refine ghosts, but that the method of refining ghosts is disguised as Buddhism.

(End of this chapter)