Chapter 1911: Zhang Junbao: I Am the True Warrior Great Emperor Reincarnated?

"No need for formalities!"

Dong Tianbao nodded, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. Everyone felt as though a blade had grazed across their bodies, a chill rising in their hearts. "Today I awakened to my past lives and recovered the divine abilities of my previous incarnation, only then did I learn that I am the World-Honored One of Lingshan. However, as for the Fomen of today, I am deeply displeased."

The crowd was greatly shocked, panic rising in their hearts.

"Monks do not know how to chant sutras or recite the Buddha's name, but instead are obsessed with power and influence. Sigh, I never imagined that after my reincarnation, the Fomen would have fallen to such a state."

"World-Honored One, forgive us!"

The crowd bowed once more, cold sweat streaming down.

Dong Tianbao's words—they truly had no way to refute them.

Because this was precisely the current state of the Fomen.

No, it should be said that this was the current state of all major factions.

Once a faction grows large, the hearts of those within it naturally become—become chaotic.

Power is enticing, and it corrods the human heart.

This is not something that can be avoided merely by becoming a monk.

Therefore, throughout the ages, Gao Seng have been few.

Ordinary monks merely treat being a Monk as a profession, seeking nothing more than a rice bowl.

If this were in the past, the crowd naturally would not have seen any problem with it.

After all, with gods and Buddhas no longer manifest, possessing neither divine abilities nor supernatural powers, praying to the Buddha relied entirely on sincerity, entirely on self-hypnosis.

Being able to devoutly pray to the Buddha was a rarity.

But now the situation was different.

Gods and Buddhas had manifested, and he said that today's Buddhism was no good.