You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 54: Not Becoming a Buddha

The relic slowly floated into the air and flew towards the center of the Buddha statue.

The small golden bead fell into the crack, and after flashing twice, the entire Buddha statue was clamped inward from both sides, merging together with the relics, and restored to its original state.

Then, the Buddha statue, originally carved from wood, began to turn light golden from the lotus seat upwards. In the blink of an eye, the entire statue was shining brightly, as if it was coated with a thick layer of gold paint. It was even more difficult to look away than the pure gold Buddha.

The walls of the entire hall seemed unable to support the surging power in the room and began to crack layer by layer. Stones fell down, wood also fell down. The little girls called by Caiyi screamed and half ran away, while the other half gathered around Zuo Chen, wanting to help Zuo Chen hold up the various debris falling from the ceiling.

Zuo Chen simply waved his Taoist robe lightly, and the bricks and tiles falling around him were blown up by the breeze, spun in the air, and fell to the side.

In an instant, the originally intact hall had turned into ruins, and the entire golden Buddha was exposed between heaven and earth.

Zuo Chen looked up at the sky, only to see a hole in the dark clouds in the sky. Sunlight shone through the hole and fell on the golden Buddha, reflecting each other.

When I came to my senses, the pool of blood on the ground had turned into a puddle of clear water, and the bluestone floor had sunk three or four feet down at some point, forming a small lake.

The lotus is no longer as enchanting as blood, but instead is clear and bright from the inside out, blooming in full bloom, and its merits are eye-catching.

This is not the end yet. Layers of glow emanated from the golden Buddha again, surging in all directions. Wisps of black air on the barren land in the village were forced out by the golden light, floating in the air, howling sharply, and then disappeared.

Green grass began to sprout again from the barren soil, swaying gently in the wind, layer upon layer like glory.

The golden light rushed out of the village and extended a hundred feet outside before stopping.

At this point, the village is no longer a barren and dead place, and early spring has returned.

The light gradually converged into the Buddha statue. The Buddha's face was exactly the same as the monk's before, but with a bit more compassion. The Buddha statue sat cross-legged on a lotus seat, with his five hearts facing the sky. In the middle of his palms was a golden relic, which gently emitted golden light.

Scattered figures also appeared next to the Buddha statue. They were all dressed as villagers and sat cross-legged on both sides of the Buddha statue with gentle and kind faces.

"So beautiful." Caiyi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

After arriving in Xuzhou, all I saw was wasteland. Now that the golden light was turbid, Caiyi felt that the colors in front of her eyes suddenly became bright and pleasant, and she felt comfortable in her eyes.

But she immediately felt sorry for the monk.

They chatted for a long time along the way. She quite liked the monk. He was completely different from those pretentious masters in the temples. The monk talked a lot of nonsense, but he was practical when it came to doing things.

She felt that among all the great monks in the world, there were probably few better than Buddhist monks.

"Hey, why am I not wearing any clothes yet?"

Suddenly, the monk's voice came from the Buddha statue. When I looked over, I could see the monk standing naked under the Buddha statue.

He covered his private parts shyly, with an awkward expression.

Compared to the phantom that appeared from the relic before, the monk now is more solid. If it weren't for the golden border behind him, he would really look like a real person!
But he was thin and didn't look very healthy.

"Monk, you're okay!" Caiyi said happily. "Of course I'm fine." The monk said, "The Taoist's thunder didn't hurt me at all. Let's not talk about this for now. Can you find me some clothes?"

Zuo Chen laughed twice, rummaged in the bamboo basket, took out his tattered cassock, and threw it in the direction of the monk.

The entire robe was dazzled by the golden light in the air, and it transformed from top to bottom. When it fell into the hands of the monk, it was no longer an object made of patches and rags, but a precious robe embroidered with golden thread.

The monk put on his cassock, and suddenly a monk's robe appeared inside the cassock. He looked clean and neat, and quite clear-sighted.

From a very poor and pathetic old monk, he became a very energetic and good monk.

The monk opened his arms, turned around on the spot, glanced at his clothes, and smiled:

"This outfit is really festive!"

"Congratulations, monk." Zuo Chen smiled and said to the monk, "In this way, you have become a living Buddha. You can protect others."

"Hey, Taoist priest, I still don't know what Buddha is." The monk shook his head and said, "I am not interested in becoming a Buddha. I just want the people of Xuzhou to have enough food. If the people of Xuzhou can have enough food, I want people all over the world to have enough food."

He felt a little embarrassed again and scratched the back of his head. "I can feel my hand on the edge of the village. If I push it slowly, the surrounding land will turn back into black soil. But I really can't leave the village now. I'm afraid many things are not very convenient. If you are free, I hope you can help to say a few words about our village when you continue to Youzhou. Attract farmers to come and farm. Sooner or later, Xuzhou will have food again."

"Of course you can." Zuo Chen nodded, and then looked at Xiao Changcheng: "There are still many people left in the town where this young man comes from. When the time comes, we can move them all over and start farming again. Life will get better."

Xiao Changcheng was deeply moved, so he knelt down again and kowtowed to the two of them. This time Zuo Chen did not stop him. The monk wanted to stop him, but in the end he accepted it with a blushing face.

After Xiao grew up, Zuo Chen thought for a few seconds and suddenly slapped his head:
"You are farming and opening warehouses here, saving refugees from all over the world. The common people will definitely extend their hands and give you a thumbs up to say that you are doing a great job. But King Kang will send people to kill you and harm you, take you away to refine treasures, and make this place more desolate than before."

The monk obviously thought of this as well, and his expression looked a little grim.

Looking back at the villagers who were still sleeping peacefully behind him, the honest monk gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, with a rare hint of murderous intent on his face:
"If they dare to come, I will kill them all at the risk of my life!"

"Your merits should be used to protect the world. It is a waste to use them to kill those villains." Zuo Chen said, "Wait for me to study it and give you two guardian gods."

Then he turned to look at Caiyi:

"Caiyi."

"Here!" The little girl stood at attention immediately.

"Teach me your skill of making soldiers out of beans."

"Okay!" Caiyi agreed immediately.

She was actually quite curious. What she spilled was a smaller version of herself, so what would Zuo Chen spill?

(End of this chapter)