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

Chapter 542 When did the demon usurp the Buddha?
"Should Yingjiu continue to die on the road to praying to Buddha?"

Leng Ningshuang repeated it and frowned unhappily.

"Then why did he die on the road to seek Buddha nine thousand times?"

"Of course, he will have no connection with Buddha in his next life," Dao Hai shook his head, half-smiled, "Could it be that... you think he should go to Juezhou and become a Buddhist monk?"

Without waiting for Leng Ningshuang to answer, Dao Hai said quietly, "Once you enter Buddhism, it's as deep as the sea. Once you become a Buddhist disciple, there's no turning back."

Leng Ningshuang was silent for a few seconds and couldn't help but complain, "Is it really okay for you to say this as a Buddhist disciple?"

"It's because I'm a Buddhist that I say this. Besides, don't you soldiers always say that we Buddhists are uncultured even if we persuade others to become monks?"

Facing Dao Hai's half-smiled squeeze, Leng Ningshuang simply rolled her eyes and said, "Even now I still think that you Buddhist disciples are very low-class, but... I have now figured out one thing, that is, Yingjiu has no need to die in this life, and there is no need for him to join the Buddhist sect."

"You could say that," Dao Hai nodded decisively and sighed, "Going through hardships for others is a very rare and precious spirit. The next time he's reincarnated as a human, he'll definitely be a good person."

"He can be a good person in this life," Leng Ningshuang stood up and patted his pants. "Although I don't know what the fierce demon tribe has, but with Brother Li here, nothing will be of any use. I can catch up with them in an hour at most. There's no way they can reach Juezhou in such a short time."

"Daohai, although I don't know why you, a bald donkey, deliberately showed up here to delay time, but this is the end of it. It's really a pity."

Dao Hai laughed undeniably and put down his teacup leisurely. "Yingjiu embarked on this journey to cure Xiao Cui. You could bring him back by force, but what will happen after that? Do you have a way to cure Xiao Cui?"

Leng Ningshuang looked at Xiao Cui. Although Xiao Cui had a rosy complexion and looked very healthy at the moment, Leng Ningshuang could still sense a strong foul aura from her. If she was a cultivator, it would not matter, but Xiao Cui was just a mortal. These foul auras would continue to bring bad luck until Xiao Cui died.

"I have a better idea," Leng Ningshuang grinned. "Since Yingjiu has now paid for the evil deeds of his previous life and has completely forgotten his memories as a cultivator, doesn't that mean they are two different people?"

"You could say the same thing."

"Xiao Cui will remember Ying Jiu in her next life, but if Ying Jiu dies, there will be no Ying Jiu in the next life," Leng Ningshuang said, raising her voice. "Then wouldn't it be enough to just let Ying Jiu cultivate? As long as Ying Jiu extends his life and finds Xiao Cui in each of these lives, their fate can continue."

"Until they couldn't stand each other anymore?"

"So what? Let's part ways amicably!" Leng Ningshuang snorted coldly, "We haven't even had enough love in this life, and you're already thinking you can't stand each other anymore? Don't tell me you're too in love and can't stand Xiao Cui's death, so you're going astray. Everything hasn't even started yet, and this is just negative speculation!"

Xiao Cui, who was originally depressed by Dao Hai's words "until they can no longer tolerate each other", gradually brightened up in her eyes.

Seeing this, Dao Hai shook his head helplessly, "It is precisely because of this that people in the world cannot give up cultivation."

"There's nothing wrong with making up for regrets. The wrong thing is the person who uses any means to make up for the regret. Why should we attribute the fault to the original intention?"

Leng Ningshuang and Dao Hai each have their own ideas, and neither can convince the other, so the final decision naturally falls to Xiao Cui.

Daohai didn't look at Xiao Cui, but just shook his head, pinching the Buddhist beads regretfully, muttering that the sea of suffering is endless and it is better to turn back.

The answer was already determined from the moment Xiao Cui fell silent.

Xiao Cui is a human.

"Brother Daohai, you can continue drinking your tea and eating your cakes here. I'm going to look for Brother Li now. Of course, if you want one, I'll be reluctant, but I won't refuse. The same goes for Brother Li. If it weren't for you, my friend, Brother Li wouldn't have made this special trip."

Dao Hai, who was pinching the Buddha pillar, paused for a moment and sighed, "Unfortunately, this is not a situation that Brother Li can solve. For the future of this world, this Buddha must be destroyed."

Ning Ningshuang, who was feeling quite proud, suddenly turned pale and asked, "What do you mean by this?!"

As a military disciple, she disliked the Buddhist sect, which had once attempted to replace the laws of the land with Buddhist teachings. If the Great Yu Dynasty were to send troops to destroy Buddhism, she wouldn't have laughed out loud, but she wouldn't have opposed it either. However, Daohai's reaction now made her feel a little uneasy. Why did Daohai, a Buddhist disciple, seem so eager to destroy Buddhism? And from the tone of his voice, it seemed as if the entire world would be doomed if Buddhism was not destroyed?

Leng Ningshuang could only think of two things that would bring catastrophic disaster to the world.

The Palace of Immortals and the Naraku Demon Clan.

"Could it be that... Buddhism has long been infiltrated by the Immortal Palace!?"

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"Lord Li has good eyesight."

"You're not even going to deny it?"

Daoyan's overly straightforward answer made Li Yanmo laugh. He wanted to sigh, but couldn't.

Daoyan's attitude has always been like this, as if he was waiting for Li Yanmo to ask this question and then give a positive answer.

"Yes, then how did Lord Li see that?"

"Of course it's the realm. There is indeed a way to improve your cultivation in an instant in this world, but there is only one way to transform into a monster while improving your cultivation." Daoyan's attitude made Li Yanmo a little confused.

It looks as gentle as water, but it hides a rapid current.

But now he can only go with the flow.

"That means he was transformed into a ghost by the demon."

"The strength of a ghost minion is directly linked to the demon that refined it. With repeated refinement, even if they were previously mortal, their cultivation level can be raised in one go. In return, the ghost minions' forms will become increasingly similar to the demon that refined them."

"I've seen images of demons using Buddhist teachings to refine ghosts, and I've seen the methods used. It's strange, but the demons simply forced innocent people to chant sutras. Could they transform people into ghosts simply by chanting sutras?"

"I originally thought the problem was with the demon, but I never considered that the problem was with the Buddhist scriptures."

Li Yanmo raised his eyes, and the three huge Buddha statues that disappeared into the sky were reflected in his eyes.

"If Buddha is a demon, then those who chant Buddhist scriptures will naturally be transformed into demonic minions. This... is why Buddhist disciples are all cultivators, but not members of the Taoist sect."

"When did the demon usurp the Buddha's throne? Or...was the Buddha a demon from the beginning?"

As they were talking, Li Yuan no longer came to visit Daoqi's temple, and Daoqi no longer appeared in his demonic form. He even became younger and younger, and his whole body radiated Buddha's light like a real Buddha.

As if realizing something, Daoqi smiled with relief, wrapped himself in his cassock and turned around, and the temple disappeared like a mirage in the water.

At this time, Yingjiu had become an old man. He went out as usual. When he took out the broom with great effort to sweep the snow, a young man wrapped in a cassock appeared.

Yingjiu was stunned for a few seconds, then rubbed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Li Yuan?"

Daoqi paused and turned his head to look at Yingjiu.

(End of this chapter)