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Chapter 164 I can't tell, I can't tell!

"Namo Amitabha."

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

For a time, the chanting of Buddhist hymns, with its brainwashing effect, resounded throughout Kyoto.

When people look up, they can see the swastika handprint in the sky, with Pudu Cihang raising his palm and emitting bursts of golden Buddhist light.

With just a simple palm strike, he repelled the ghosts and gods that had just exerted immense pressure on them.

And like the dawn's first rays sweeping away the darkness, as the swastika handprint grew larger and larger, a vast golden light spread across the sky above Kyoto.

The demon dog god, also created from negative emotions, didn't even have time to utter the words "demon monk" before his body suddenly exploded, turning into a wisp of green smoke and returning to Rashomon.

This is a truly eminent monk!
Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but show a look of reverence, put their hands together, and silently pray to Buddha for a lifetime of peace and prosperity. Of course, it would be even better if they could get promoted and become wealthy.

Meanwhile, some Kyoto residents who still risk their lives to make money through live streaming during such times leave their viewers speechless.

"Buddha actually manifested in Japan?!"

“This is not fair. Thailand is the most devout country to Buddha. This master could consider coming to Thailand to establish his religion and spread his teachings.”

“That’s right, I am a member of the Thai royal family. If Master Xishan is willing to come to Thailand, my father will definitely welcome him with the title of National Preceptor.”

"Baka! Don't we have a royal family in Japan? We can also venerate Master Nishiyama as our national teacher."

I don't know who started this, but people from Buddhist countries are arguing about it online.

The Japanese and Thais were the ones arguing the most.

While Southeast Asian countries like Myanmar, Laos, and Cambodia also have a strong Buddhist tradition, their weak national strength means they are relegated to the sidelines.

While a heated online debate raged, the Buddha's light shone brightly, and all the demons in Kyoto were swept away.

The only thing left was the Rashomon gate standing in the sky, and the fact that the main body of the huge blue wooden sphere had long since run away, leaving only a clone of the real person.

He sensed an eerie aura emanating from Pudu Cihang, and the smile on his face, covered in black stitches, was somewhat sinister.

Instead of exposing him, she allowed the golden Buddhist light to shine on her, turning into wisps of black mist and disappearing.

“Master, your Buddhist teachings are indeed profound. We will meet again.”

"Amitabha."

Pudu Cihang remained unmoved by the demon's words, lowering his head and eyes, and clasping his hands together, displaying the demeanor of a virtuous and eminent monk.

Look, this is a truly eminent monk! How come I never realized Master Xishan's Buddhist practice was so profound before?!

Emperor Naruhito, still aboard the helicopter, was immediately intrigued and urged the pilot to change course and fly to Kyoto as quickly as possible.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!!"

It is clear that there are quite a few Japanese zaibatsu and dignitaries who share the same ideas as Emperor Naruhito.

Among them, the Mitsui family, being local power holders in Kyoto, is probably the fastest to act.

Although most of the Mitsui family members had already left the dangerous place out of caution when the mysterious white mist appeared on Mount Atago.

But seeing that the demonic chaos had basically subsided, and that a highly skilled and compassionate monk had appeared on their territory, the Mitsui family immediately sent another core member of the family, Mitsui Tetsuya, to come over.

Furthermore, compared to Emperor Naruhito, who is still on his way, Tetsuya Mitsui is moving much faster. Protected by dozens of heavily armed bodyguards in black suits, he has already arrived in Nakagyo Ward, Kyoto, and is only a step away from Master Akihiko Nishiyama.

However, the second son of the head of the Mitsui zaibatsu did not dare to approach and disturb the master.

Because Pudu Cihang is still outputting at this moment.

In the memories implanted in him by Lu Bai, he was a demon that Jianzhen sealed and brought here when he crossed the sea to the east.

Since that's the case, this not-so-large piece of Japanese territory is naturally his territory. How could he allow other demons and monsters to run rampant here?!
"When Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, he perceived that the five aggregates are empty, and thus transcended all suffering and distress."

He gazed at Rashomon, which stood tall above Kyoto, exuding a chilling aura. He sat cross-legged in mid-air, his appearance solemn and dignified, his body radiating golden light, and he softly recited the Heart Sutra.

This is the shortest but most influential Buddhist scripture, a condensation of Buddhist Prajna thought, and is often recited and copied by practitioners.

To put it simply, if you're not even familiar with this scripture, you'd be embarrassed to tell others that you're a Buddhist.

And amidst the seemingly low-pitched, yet actually resounding, mesmerizing chanting of Pudu Cihang, the entire capital of Kyoto was filled with a powerful, almost demonic, chanting.

Regardless of whether they were Buddhists or not, and regardless of their skin color or gender, everyone spontaneously sat cross-legged on the ground, put their hands together, and began to recite this Buddhist scripture.

"Shariputra! Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness are also like this. Shariputra! All dharmas are empty in nature; they are neither produced nor destroyed, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing."

"Therefore, know that Prajnaparamita is the great divine mantra, the great bright mantra, the supreme mantra, the unequaled mantra. It can remove all suffering; this is truly and without falsehood."

As more and more people joined in, the chanting grew louder and louder. In the sky, auspicious clouds of ten thousand feet rolled in from afar, and a vast golden light spread out. The illusory image of the Tathagata behind Pudu Cihang became completely solid.

Amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, a Buddha statue, approximately 100 meters tall and bathed in a dark golden light, sat serenely on a lotus pedestal above the dark clouds over Kyoto. His right hand was raised to his chest, palm facing outward, forming the 'Abhaya Mudra' (gesture of fearlessness).

"!!!"

With these special effects and this spectacle, who wouldn't be confused?

Inside the convenience store, Yoshiya Harada, holding a demon sword, stared in disbelief at the enormous golden Buddha statue in the sky.

The profound impact on their souls at that moment was no less than that experienced by Westerners who witnessed the coming of God.

Thump!! ×n
At that moment, just watching the video, countless people knelt down.

As one of the three most influential religions in the world, Buddhism, with its 500 to 600 million followers, has never lacked true believers and fanatics.

At this moment, as they gazed at the solemn image of Mahavairocana Buddha on the screen, with a golden halo of merit hanging behind his head, they were so moved that tears streamed down their faces. They were even more excited than when they saw the unidentified King of Movement manifest in Washington last time.

After all, although Acala Bodhisattva holds a similarly prestigious position in Buddhism, he is far inferior to Mahavairocana Buddha.

In both Tibetan Buddhism and Han Buddhism, Vairocana Buddha is one of the most revered Buddhas.

"Ah this?!"

While still on a mountain path, Flying Eagle and Yako, who were chasing the bell of Dojoji Temple, saw the golden halo behind the Buddha statue in the sky and immediately opened their mouths wide.

Meanwhile, the bell of Daocheng Temple, which had previously acted suspiciously and was focused on fleeing, was furious. A monk's face appeared on the bell's surface, which was covered in green patina, and he cursed at the huge golden Buddha statue in the sky, "Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! That damned Pudu Cihang dares to blaspheme even the Buddha! I curse him to be struck by lightning and sent to hell!"

"What do you mean?!" Flying Eagle sensed a great secret in it and immediately stopped hiding it, asking directly.

Of course, to be on the safe side, he stayed in the shadow space with Yako to avoid being bewitched by the strange power of the Dojoji Bell after they went out.

"Hey, you guys are still following me?!"

The bell of Dojoji Temple was also startled by the sudden sound beside him.

It moved the bell around, looked around for a while, then snorted coldly. The monk's face that appeared on the bell revealed an arrogant expression, saying:

"If you want me to tell you this big secret, it's simple, but you must swear to God that you will guarantee my safety."

"I promise you!!"

Before Flying Eagle could speak, Ya Zi spoke first, her voice cold and indifferent.

"Then one of you should come forward first to show your sincerity." Daochengji Bell's eyes darted around upon hearing this.

"it is good."

Ya Zi released Flying Eagle's hand and withdrew from her shadow stealth state.

"Hmm, you look kind of familiar."

Dojoji Bell looked at the young woman in front of him who looked a bit like a fox spirit, somewhat surprised, but didn't think much of it.

The monk's face that appeared on the bell sighed and said, "In my previous life, I was actually a monk at Toshodai-ji Temple, but because I had a karmic entanglement with a female ghost while I was away on a pilgrimage, I ended up like this."

“Out of consideration for our past relationship as master and disciple, Master Jianzhen took the bronze bell that was attached to my soul back to Toshodai-ji Temple. It was then that I, now a demon, learned that a peerless demon was sealed beneath Toshodai-ji Temple.”

At this point, the bell of Dojoji Temple glared angrily at the solemn old monk in the sky.

"It's him, Pudu Cihang. I absolutely won't forget the demonic scent on him."

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, Flying Eagle's eyes widened. He looked at the demon Dojoji bell in front of him, then looked up at the dignified high monk in the sky and the incredibly realistic Buddha image behind him. His temples throbbed slightly.

No, it's too complicated. He can't tell whether what this monster in front of him is telling the truth or not.

"Om, man, ni, pa, mi, hum".

At this moment, amidst the brilliant golden light, seeing that the atmosphere had been set up quite well, Pudu Cihang chanted the six-syllable mantra of Buddhism, mobilizing all the Buddha's light from his golden body to illuminate all living beings, and slapped a large '卍' character between heaven and earth.

boom! !

In an instant, dazzling golden Buddha light filled the sky and the earth. The purple Rashomon gate, which had stood tall above Kyoto, was submerged in this Buddha light, and its color gradually faded.

Finally, it gradually disappeared amidst the surprised and delighted gazes of the people.

"YES!!"

In an instant, countless people across Japan waved excitedly and cheered.

Meanwhile, Tetsuya Mitsui, the second son of the Mitsui Group, who was not far from the master, breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this.

After all, before Rashomon completely disappeared, his personal journey to Kyoto was a great risk.

But now.

Seeing the incredibly powerful monk, Nishiyama Akihiko, slowly land after eliminating the last threat to Kyoto, Mitsui Tetsuya quickly put on a smile, walked over, and bowed humbly:

“Master Nishiyama, I am Tetsuya Mitsui. I visited you at Toshodai-ji Temple with my father not long ago.”

"Namo Amitabha Buddha, what brings you here, benefactor?"

Pudu Cihang's expression remained neither sad nor happy; he held one palm upright in front of his chest, displaying the demeanor of a highly accomplished monk.

Damn it, this old monk is putting on an act.

Thinking back to how the old monk had been so attentive when he and his father went to Toshodai-ji Temple to donate money not long ago, Mitsui Tetsuya felt a little annoyed. He felt that the other party's attitude had changed far too quickly. Surely he wouldn't treat an acquaintance like that?
The Mitsui family is one of Japan's most influential zaibatsu (conglomerates), with businesses spanning metals, machinery, information technology, chemicals, energy, consumer goods, logistics, and finance.
Wherever Mitsui Tetsuya goes, he receives the warmest hospitality; this is the first time he's ever been treated so coldly.

However, what one thinks in one's heart is one thing. As an elite raised by a conglomerate, Mitsui Tetsuya is not the kind of brainless descendant, so of course he would not show these emotions on his face.

Just the opposite.

His smile became even more humble, and he bowed as he said, “Master Nishiyama’s intervention saved millions of people in Kyoto. It is only right and proper for our Mitsui family to hold a banquet to honor the Master’s great kindness. At the same time, to repay the Master’s kindness, our Mitsui family is willing to donate 200 billion yen in incense money to regild the Buddha statue in the main hall of Toshodai-ji Temple.”

"Oh?"

Pudu Cihang understood this time, and looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise, feeling a bit hungry.

However, in order to have a full meal, he endured it, his expression becoming even more compassionate, and he put his hands together and said:
“Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha’s golden statue can be gilded at any time. If you are interested, why not help this humble monk hold a Water and Land Dharma Assembly in this capital to deliver the souls of those who died during the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts and help them be reborn in the Pure Land?”

"I see. My Mitsui family is willing to do our utmost to assist in such a meritorious deed. We hope that you will grant our request, Master."

A smart person understands immediately, and Tetsuya Mikami immediately grasped the master's meaning, patting his chest and guaranteeing that all the Japanese zaibatsu and dignitaries would definitely come to support him.

Meanwhile, Tetsuya Mikami's subordinates cleverly filmed the scene and posted it online.

"This Master Xishan is truly an enlightened monk!"

"Even if I have to take leave, I will definitely attend this Water and Land Dharma Assembly presided over by Master Xishan!!"

Once this video was released, the image of the enlightened monk Pudu Cihang became deeply ingrained in people's minds.

Emperor Naruhito, who was still on his way, secretly resolved to find a way to cultivate a relationship between this high-ranking monk and the Japanese Imperial Family.

Meanwhile, in the mountains of Kyoto, Hiyori and Yako also came across the video and became even more skeptical of Dojoji Bell's words.

"Oh dear, this is infuriating!!"

Daochengji Bell was furious at their looks. He stretched out his two bronze hands and pulled out an ancient mirror engraved with many patterns from his body, saying angrily, "If you don't believe me, just look for yourselves!!"

"This is?"

"The Cloud Mirror, like me, is a tsukumogami (a spirit that can see things and scenes from extremely far away).

Upon hearing this, Flying Eagle and Ya Zi peered into the mirror with some skepticism, and were immediately chilled to the bone.

The mirror showed the scene when Pudu Cihang had just emerged from the underground of Toshodai-ji Temple. This 'high monk' had actually drained the real Abbot Nishiyama Meiko of his life force and then put his skin on himself.

(End of this chapter)