Master, what path do you cultivate?

Zhao Heng, when he was more than ten years old, went to the Buddhist country of East India with his parents to seek life.

However, it is not easy to survive in the Buddhist country of East India without religious belief. Soon the family's business failed due to an epidemic, and only Zhao Heng was left.

Zhao Heng also hopes to raise money to send his family back to their hometown for burial, but although there are many temples in the Buddhist country of Dongyin, the transfer is not free.

However, hard work paid off, and Zhao Heng finally obtained donations from Wanfo Temple.

The host Jie Chen handed Zhao Heng all the money he needed, but agreed that after burying his family, he would come to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Zhao Heng agreed wholeheartedly, and immediately sent the bodies of his family to his hometown for a grand burial.

Zhao Heng, who had basically no contact with other people in the world, returned to Wanfo Temple as scheduled and chanted sutras and worshiped Buddha with Master Jiechen.

But soon Zhao Heng discovered that this temple was different from what he had imagined.

As one of the most popular temples in the Buddhist country of East India, Wanfo Temple has many monks.

In the first year of joining, Zhao Heng mainly conducted physical training and only taught basic Buddhist techniques, but he also taught a lot of physical skills.

While teaching Buddhist Dharma and exercises, Wanfo Temple pays more attention to cultivating the monks’ absolute obedience to the master who presides over Jiechen.

Through various suggestion training methods and willpower exercises, it is confirmed that everyone can fully carry out the orders of Master Jiechen.

The new recruits are monks, most of whom are young. Most of them can be successfully brainwashed by receiving this kind of education at a special juncture where the three views are being formed.

In addition, many of them have received favors from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, so naturally they are willing to work for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Zhao Heng is among them.

However, because he was slightly older, Zhao Heng was not as brainwashed as he appeared.

I am willing to do my part for the temple, mainly because I no longer have any worries outside, and hosting Master Jiechen is a favor to me.

He also has an advantage in body shape, so Zhao Heng can practice his skills very quickly.

With the annexation of some surrounding temples and the expansion of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, Zhao Heng was gradually promoted from an ordinary monk to the canon of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Being able to access the higher level information of Wanfo Temple, Zhao Heng gradually had a lot of doubts in his heart.

Master Jiechen has always made everyone believe in the name "Master Jiechen", as if he only holds it temporarily.

And Zhao Heng did understand that the name "Jiechen" was the name of the abbot of Wanfo Temple in the past dynasties.

Zhao Heng also asked about the reason, but the answer he received was, "The hosts are just temporary holders of the title 'Jie Chen'."

In addition, although Wanfo Temple has sufficient funds, it never purchases cultivation sets.

The monks in the whole temple practice with their physical bodies. What is surprising is that although there are no prosthetic bodies installed in the whole temple, they can practice the exercises normally and are no weaker than those Qi practitioners who have prosthetic bodies installed. Half a point.

Master Jiechen only said that it was blessed by the Holy Buddha, but Zhao Heng knew that it was because a special red liquid was added to the water they consumed.

As a member of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, all Zhao Heng knew was that the red potion was a holy medicine given by the Holy Buddha.

Fortunately, I really didn't find any adverse side effects of the red potion, so I just pretended that I didn't know.

I originally thought I would end up like this at Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but I ended up spending the rest of my life.

But in recent days, a stranger came to Wanfo Temple. Master Jiechen, the host, treated him as a guest and followed all his suggestions.

Until the host Jie Chen found himself and assigned a very strange task.

Let yourself go to Gaojia Village, a small village on the border between East India and Bangladesh, to do one thing:

Master Jiechen wrote the word "collect" on the palm of Zhao Heng's hand with unknown blood, and at the same time handed him a piece of red cloth soaked in blood.

Zhao Heng was ordered to go to Gaojia Village immediately. When he got closer to the holy object, the blood in his hand would light up red. Use the blood in his hand to find the holy object and wrap it in red cloth.

Then take the holy object to Moxi Village to find a hidden location away from the center of the village and town, and completely ignite the red cloth in your hand. The mission is over.

The task itself is not difficult, but find someone who can do no wrong.

Zhao Heng was very cautious in previous missions and very obedient to Master Jiechen, so he was chosen to complete this mission.

There were two accidents that Jie Chen did not expect.

First, after Zhao Heng discovered that Gaojia Village was massacred, he already knew what he would face after lighting the red cloth.

Second, in normal times, Zhao Heng could complete the task in order to repay his kindness, but Moxi Village is Zhao Heng's hometown.

Gaojia Village was massacred, and all the people in another village he passed by when he arrived were also dead. Zhao Heng guessed that he was not the first to perform this task. Someone in front must have died here, and the people behind him continued to follow.

After taking away the holy object from Gaojia Village according to the method, Zhao Heng discovered that the so-called holy object turned out to be a relic.

It is rumored that the relics can only appear when Buddhist monks pass away. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a terrifying murder weapon.

Zhao Heng couldn't imagine who the owner of this relic was.

After hesitating for a while after getting the relic, Zhao Heng rushed to Moxi Village.

It's not just to perform the task, but because he knows that no matter whether he completes the task or not, he will definitely die.

So I want to do something before I die.

When I returned to my hometown, which I had not returned to for more than ten years, my old house had collapsed. Fortunately, my family members’ graves were always visited by fellow villagers while I was away.

After chatting with the lady who runs a hotel in the village for a while, someone finally recognized her identity.

This can be regarded as leaving some traces in his hometown. Faced with his aunt's suggestion to stay in a hotel, Zhao Heng decisively refused and chose a thatched cottage outside the village.

On the one hand, he was worried that the relic he was carrying would cause problems and affect innocent people in his hometown. On the other hand, he was waiting for the next person to be sent from Wanfo Temple.

According to the original arrangement, when he lit the red cloth and activated the relic, he and Moxi Village would definitely be destroyed.

At the same time, the next person will come to find the relic and bring it back.

And he was waiting here to delay time, and returned to Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple with that person.

If the mission fails, it doesn't matter if you want to kill or behead him. It can be regarded as repaying Master Jiechen's kindness.

For the sake of the master, I would not swallow or destroy this relic.

Sure enough, after just one more day of waiting, the massacre of two villages was discovered and publicized.

At the same time, the people in Moxi Village also fled their own homes after hearing this, and in the end there were only a few people left in the village.

Although Zhao Heng didn't understand the efficacy of the relic in his hand, he was very aware of its ability to absorb flesh and blood.

Now that most of the people in Moxi Village have escaped, and the two neighboring villages have been discovered, the police will naturally come here to investigate, and Wanfo Temple will not choose to attack Moxi Village where no one or police officers are involved.

It's just that Zhao Heng didn't consider something.

I heard that there was an accident here, and Wanfo Temple was not the only one who sent out the fourth person.

In the early morning, Zhao Heng looked very calm when he looked at the disciples of Wanfo Temple who came to the thatched house to find him based on the blood words on their palms.

"The mission has failed. Everyone in Moxi Village has almost fled, but the holy object is in my hands. I can go back with you. I will accept whatever punishment Master Jiechen will give me."

Those who came gave the same mechanical answer:

"The master said that since the mission failed, you are allowed to commit suicide here. There is no need to bring the body back."

Zhao Heng did not resist when he heard this. He repaid his kindness with his life and died in his hometown, which was considered acceptable.

He drew the knife and prepared to commit suicide, but at some point a person appeared behind him and reached out to grab his arm.

Looking back, he saw a man in black robe looking at him with a smile.

I have seen this man myself. He is the man whom Master Jiechen regarded as his guest. I don't know why he is here.

Fen Ye held Zhao Heng's arm and smiled:

"It wasted two days of our time and caused me to postpone the entire plan. It would be too easy for you to let you die here."

Although Zhao Heng knew that the person in front of him was the master's guest, he had nothing to do with him.

After hearing this, I wanted to resist with my backhand, but as soon as the Buddhist technique in my hand was used, it was destroyed by a black energy.

With Fen Ye's slight twist, Zhao Heng's arm was broken.

"Hiss!"

"I asked them to investigate in detail. Your hometown is here, right? No wonder the plan was delayed. You must have let everyone in the village run away on purpose, right?"

Zhao Heng endured the pain without saying a word. Seeing this, Fen Ye grabbed Zhao Heng's wrist and threw him in the direction of Moxi Village.

Bang!

Zhao Heng was beaten to a pulp, and he barely stood up before being restrained by another person who came to search for the holy objects.

Fen Ye took out the relic wrapped in red cloth from his arms and said:

"Don't you want to die in your hometown? I'll help you! Take him with you!"

Zhao Heng, who had lost the ability to resist, was taken to Moxi Village. Fenye jumped up and took a quick look, identifying the hotel in the center of the village.

Then he flew forward and kicked Zhao Heng straight into the wall of the hotel.

If it weren't for the many martial arts in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to protect his body, just this one blow would have killed him.

Fen Ye, who arrived almost at the same time, reached out and pinched Zhao Heng's neck. At the same time, he held the relic wrapped in red cloth with his other hand and crushed it gently.

call!

The flame immediately burned in Fen Ye's hands!

Zhao Heng naturally understood what that meant and hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, but it was completely in vain.

Fen Ye gritted his teeth and said:

"Just because of your interesting hometown feelings, do you know how much it has delayed me? Although this won't absorb much flesh and blood, I just want you to see how the remaining people in the village died?"

In the past, Fen Ye would not have lost his mind and done such meaningless things, but things have been really bad lately.

The six paintings left behind from that year have not been collected. With this little strength, I can only compromise and temporarily seek cooperation with Ah Qing.

Fortunately, the recovery went according to plan and there didn't seem to be any problems.

But just because of the accident of the little person in front of him, the entire recovery plan was postponed. The most important thing was that it affected the trust of Ah Qing in him, which made it even more troublesome to obtain his soul.

And these are not counting that damn Ji Qinglin.

So I could only vent my emotions on the little person in front of me.

Buzz——

As the red cloth in his hand burned away, the relic made a strange vibration.

As long as they remain stable, the people in the village will kill each other until they are finally drained of flesh and blood.

Fen Ye stretched out his hand and pinched Zhao Heng and said word by word:

"Take a good look at the people here."

Bang!

Before Fen Ye could finish speaking, the iron gate of the hotel courtyard was kicked open.

At the same time, Fenye also heard a voice that made his eyes widen:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this door will probably cost the lady a lot of money!"

Two seconds later, Ji Qinglin, who was wearing clothes and holding a black knife, and Fen Ye, who was holding a relic, looked at each other in shock and embarrassment.

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