Chapter 593: Chapter 186: Monk? Evil Monk! The So-Called Instant Enlightenment! (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Please Subscribe)_3
A single Incense Guest could extend their life by three years!
Such a temptation was simply irresistible for these Monks. How many trienniums does a person have in their lifetime? Ten? Twenty? At most, just twenty.
Once a Monk sacrifices twenty Incense Guests to achieve immediate Buddhahood, he would gain sixty years of life!
Sixty years, oh!
How exaggerated is that?
It was precisely because of such a temptation, even if they knew that the so-called ritual of achieving Buddhahood might be problematic, they wouldn’t expose it. After all... they could benefit from it.
"For the sake of this so-called longevity, just how many people have you sacrificed over these three years?" Yun Jiuqing asked angrily.
"... Not, not very clear." The Monk with an injury on his thigh shrank his neck and said weakly, "Maybe more than three hundred? Possibly more than four hundred? Anyway, definitely not more than eight hundred and ten."
"Hiss!" Even though Yun Jiuqing had seen his fair share of turmoil, he couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
Because this was just a little-known small monastery.
There were, in total, probably no more than fifty Monks in the entire monastery.
And among them, there were fewer than five Cultivators.
Yet such a small monastery had harmed so many innocent people, amounting to three-digit numbers!
Hundreds of people!!
And this was just the evil they had done in three years, merely three years, and so many lives had been taken. If they were allowed to run rampant in this small piece of land for a full thirty years, wouldn’t the number of innocent people harmed reach into the thousands?
Yun Jiuqing remembered that in some of the more remote small county towns of Nanjun, the population of the entire county was only around ten thousand or so.
Thousands of people nearly made up a third or even possibly half of a county’s population.
Even on a battlefield with ten thousand warriors,
It’s unlikely that so many would perish.
"Indeed appalling." Xing Fengzi somehow appeared and had been frowning since he heard it all.
"And..." He looked towards the Monk in the cage, oh no, it should be an innocent Incense Guest.
Xing Fengzi said, "He has already passed away, mercy, mercy."
Xing Fengzi reached out and closed the eyes of the Incense Guest in the cage, then turned to the Monk in front of him and asked, "What exactly is this ritual of achieving Buddhahood?"
The Monk quickly answered, "It’s roughly like this: we drag them to a location a bit away from the monastery, then use pine wood and pine needles as fuel. While lighting a large fire, four people stand in different positions and chant scriptures until he is burned to crisp."
"Then we draw some talismanic characters on their charred bodies and continue reciting scriptures for roughly the duration of an incense stick. Finally, we just dig a hole on the spot and bury their charred body, and... that’s it."
"Utterly malevolent!" After hearing this, Xing Fengzi gave such an evaluation.
At this time.
Both Xing Fengzi and Yun Jiuqing turned their eyes to Fan Wu.
Then.
They heard Fan Wu say, "Have one of them show the way; I only need one person."
The four Monks also heard what Fan Wu had said.
Show the way?
Hiss!
To bring such formidable figures to Longhe Temple, would the whole monastery end up turned upside down?
After all, these spirited individuals did not seem to be trifling characters, and all of them were Cultivators.
But.
If they refused to show the way, would there be any fate for these few other than death?
The look Fan Wu and the other two gave to the four of them,
was akin to looking at four dead men.
It scared them to their very cores.
And most importantly... Fan Wu’s direct words, saying he only needed one guide. What did that mean?
The four Monks had their own thoughts.
They looked at each other.
"Sorry, my three senior brothers, I’m just twenty-one years old this year. Please, let me live," suddenly, a Monk burst out. Enduring the injury on his leg, he drew his knife and slashed towards the Monk beside him.
"Ahhh!" The Monk next to him never anticipated that his companion would suddenly turn violent.
Another Monk picked up a long spear from the ground, his face fierce, and seized the opportunity to stab at another person.
Pu-chi—
The chaotic scenes unfolded in the blink of an eye among the group of Monks; their humanity simply couldn’t stand the test, or perhaps they never had any to begin with.
Fan Wu and the others only watched the fierce battle among the four Monks with cold detachment, without intervening.
Xing Fengzi thought that all four of them deserved to die.
So he did not interfere.
Yun Jiuqing wished nothing more than to personally execute them all and act as the heavens’ executioner.
As for Fan Wu, for a few evildoers without any cultivation, even if he killed them, he would not receive any Free Attribute Points.
There was even less reason for him to get involved.
Soon.
Only one Monk was left of the four.
The remaining three had either been stabbed to death by the spear or hacked to death. The scene was incredibly bloody; the ground was entirely stained with blood.
"Huff... Huff..." The last Monk standing was gasping for breath, holding a long spear. His spear fully took advantage of reach,
especially at a time when everyone had injuries on their legs, the advantage of the spear was all the more pronounced.
