The Eastern Emperor of all Heavens did not wish to become a Buddha.

Chapter 39 Who exactly is the Mang Jingang?

This is a very dilapidated meditation hall, with broken doors and windows, cracked floor tiles, and clumps of weeds growing inside.

On the ground lay a Buddha statue that had been smashed into several pieces, its gold paint faded, and a lone Buddha head rolled by the side of the house, its face bearing a compassionate smile as it 'looked' at Zhong Xu and the others who had suddenly appeared there.

This scene made Zhong Xu feel a little uncomfortable; he couldn't help but feel that the compassionate smile on the Buddha's face was somewhat eerie.

Looking away from the meditation hall, I found it to be a dilapidated and desolate temple, with the meditation hall appearing to be the main hall.

'It really is Mount Ling!'

Looking at the sacred mountain that should have been a Buddhist sanctuary, now reduced to such a dilapidated state, Zhong Xu secretly lamented that his cheap teacher was truly guilty of grave sins.

In a way, it was truly the worst luck for Buddha to accept Ananda, this traitor, as his disciple.

First, he was tricked by this wicked disciple's rumor that the Jianmu fruit could help him achieve the Dao Fruit, and became an incomplete Dao Fruit. He was immediately locked in a dark room, and not only could he no longer pursue the path of the Dao Fruit, but he could not even appear in the world at will.

Then, the sacred land of Bodhi he had created was destroyed by this wicked disciple, turning the once magnificent sacred mountain into the desolate and ruined place it is today.

No wonder Buddha was willing to waste one of his only two chances to strike in order to seal this wicked disciple away.

If Zhong Xu were Buddha, he would probably have struck the Demon Buddha twice, even if he didn't kill him, he would have made him never see the light of day again.

Ding!
As Zhong Xu was looking around, the sound of a copper coin falling to the ground rang out, coming from the young man dressed like a fortune teller.

The young man's name was Ge Huaien. He practiced the "Wang Family Book of Changes" of the Wang family of Jiangdong and had some divination abilities.

Of course, he had no relation to the Wang family of Jiangdong, and the cultivation techniques he practiced were obtained from the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Zhong Xu only glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it.

Since it's a mission with a death sentence, there must be dangers everywhere, so what's the use of divination?

Moreover, he was only a half-baked sorcerer.

Sure enough, Ge Huaien's expression changed drastically when he saw the copper coins rolling on the ground: "This place is extremely ominous!"

Everyone's expression changed slightly, and Meng Qi quickly asked, "Which direction is more auspicious?"

Ge Huaien picked up the copper coin and tossed it several more times, his face growing increasingly grim: "Every direction is extremely unlucky; it seems we're in a dead end."

"normal."

Zhong Xu chuckled lightly: "Since it's a death mission, it's not surprising that we've ended up in such a dangerous place."

Meng Qi and the others nodded. That's right, otherwise it wouldn't be called a death mission.

Just then, Zhong Xu's eyes flickered slightly, and a faint Buddhist light appeared in his eyes, reflecting a plaque containing boundless Buddhist meaning.

Under the curious gazes of Meng Qi and the others, Zhong Xu came to a corner of the meditation hall and picked up a huge plaque directly from under the moss and weeds.

"what"

Curious, everyone stepped forward, but Meng Qi's expression froze instantly upon seeing the four Sanskrit characters written on it.

"I never expected it to be the Great Thunderclap Temple."

A slightly wistful voice came from Zhong Xu's mouth, and a hint of speechlessness appeared in his eyes.

I seem to have a special connection with the Great Thunder Temple; this is the second time I've encountered it.

"Master Fahai, is there something wrong with the Great Thunderclap Temple?"

Jiang Zhiwei asked with some doubt, and the others also showed curiosity.

In the real world, the Buddha is recorded as residing at Nalanda Monastery in the Pure Land of Saha, and there is no record of Mahalakshmi Monastery. Therefore, they have never heard of Mahalakshmi Monastery.

Zhong Xu glanced at everyone and explained softly, "According to Buddhist scriptures, the Buddha's voice when he preached was like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth and resounding through the sky, inspiring awe in all beings. It eliminated demonic obstacles and subdued evil thoughts, earning the admiration of all beings. Therefore, the place where the Buddha preached was also known as the Great Thunderclap Temple."

"what!"

"Is the Great Thunderclap Temple a Buddhist temple?"

Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and the others' expressions changed slightly.

The Buddha is a legendary figure who is on par with the Taoist master. How could his sacred site be destroyed?
Even if the Demon Saint were to be resurrected, he probably couldn't do it, right?
Meng Qi looked at the Zen Master Fahai in front of him with some surprise, not expecting that the other party knew that the Great Thunder Temple was the Buddha's sacred site.

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and wanted to ask more questions, Zhong Xu suddenly turned his gaze, his eyes revealing a faint Buddhist light, like a dazzling galaxy, exceptionally deep.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, as if their entire being had been completely exposed.

"The Heavenly Eye!" A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of Jiang Zhiwei and the others.

This is not a pirated version of the divine eye they developed after opening their eyes, but one of the true six supernatural powers of Buddhism.

Unexpectedly, this Zen Master Fahai, with only seven orifices of cultivation, actually opened one of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism.

Even Meng Qi showed some surprise. The cultivation method he practiced was the direct lineage of Shaolin, the Dharma Body level divine skill "Golden Bell Cover" that could lead to the Vajra Dharma Body. Even so, he had not yet obtained the Six Supernatural Powers of Buddhism.

The monk Fahai in front of us was born in the world of Jade Dynasty. His cultivation technique was naturally no match for the Golden Bell Shield at the Dharma Body level, yet he had actually opened the Heavenly Eye.
It turns out that I am far inferior to true Buddhist geniuses!

Thinking of this, Meng Qi felt not only no disappointment, but also a sense of relief.

"Master Fahai, what happened?"

Coming to their senses, Zhang Yuanshan and the others quickly asked.

Zhong Xu's gaze shifted slightly, penetrating the meditation hall to look at the distant landscape, without turning back: "There are demons attacking, including several at the half-step outer realm level, and more than one. Prepare for battle."

As he spoke, with the powerful aura of those demonic creatures reflected in his eyes, Zhong Xu cursed his cheap master in his heart once again.

"what!"

Everyone was startled and dared not be negligent in the slightest. They quickly adjusted their own energy and prepared for battle.

A moment later, powerful demonic energy surged into the sky, merging with the weaker demonic energy to form a cloud of demonic energy, which landed outside the dilapidated temple.

A black wind, mixed with demonic energy, enveloped the entire temple. A half-step Outer Realm level demon roared, "The treasure is inside! Minions, charge!"

As soon as the words were spoken, one after another, strange humanoid creatures rushed towards the location of the meditation hall, either facing it head-on or scaling the wall.

These are all unformed demons; some have dog heads, some have wolf tails, some have bull heads, and so on.

Just then, a white-clad figure radiating compassion and Buddhist aura stepped out from the meditation hall.

boom

The moment the foot landed, the entire temple seemed to be struck by a massive earthquake, emitting a tremendous roar.

The charging demons were so stunned that they were dizzy and unable to stand up straight.

Meng Qi and the others were stunned, with only one thought in their minds:
This Zen Master Fahai has such a powerful physique!

The next moment, they realized what was happening and rushed forward.

With a swift motion, Meng Qi took the opportunity to sever several heads in succession, including dogs, sheep, tigers, and wolves.

Jiang Zhiwei and the others also took action one after another, instantly clearing out a large number of the demons that had rushed into the temple.

"Men, get out of my way!"

Just then, a loud shout rang out, and a black cloud poured down from the sky, within which was a wolf-faced monster with black fur and a wolf's mouth, exuding the demonic aura of a half-step outer realm cultivator.

He wielded two giant golden hammers and slammed them down on Meng Qi and the others with the force of a mountain crashing down.

A loud bang echoed through the void, as if even space itself had been shattered by this giant hammer.

This wolf demon, at the half-step outer realm level, doesn't know any advanced techniques, but its instincts are aligned with certain skills, allowing it to maximize its advantages as a demon, even surpassing the power of a typical half-step outer realm demon.

Faced with such a terrifying monster, Meng Qi, as the team's main tank, did not have any intention of hiding. Instead, he immediately activated the Golden Bell Shield and the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

His muscles bulged instantly, turning a dark gold color, stretching his black outfit a size too big, as he stepped forward to block the wolf demon's attack and create an opportunity for his companions to make a move.

But just then, a white shadow flashed by, and a monk dressed in a moon-white robe appeared in front of the wolf demon's giant hammer.

The white-robed monk's palm glowed with a pale golden hue, carrying a sense of vastness that filled heaven and earth, and collided directly with the wolf demon's giant hammer.

boom

A thunderous collision sound rang out, and Meng Qi and the others felt a ringing in their ears, as if they had lost their hearing.

The next moment, ripples spread out from the point where the palm and hammer met, and all the nearby demons exploded into blood mist. The already dilapidated temple collapsed again.

Bang

A dark shadow flew out and crashed into a dilapidated meditation room, stirring up clouds of dust. It was the half-step Outer Realm demon.

Meng Qi stared blankly at the white-robed monk who remained standing there, radiating golden light and resembling a Vajra statue. Only one thought occupied his mind:
Who exactly is the Mang Jingang?

(End of this chapter)