Chapter 682

If—and I mean if—Juexin and the others had had even a trace of hesitation before, then after this bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, there was no longer any struggle in their hearts.

Juexin was determined to establish this New Fomen.

The sublimation of the Buddhist heart further strengthened Juexin and the others' belief in establishing the New Fomen.

Therefore, after dinner, Juexin took the initiative to find Hong Zun, Ye Changqing, and the others to discuss matters.

There was no need to worry about Huling. Tomorrow, their two major sects would take action together. No matter how many Huling sent, they would all die. Danger was completely non-existent; in fact, everyone was worried that the demons sent by Huling would be too few.

Just like last time.

The only thing to worry about now was those old things in Putuo Temple, that is, the generation of Anji and the others.

After all, these old things were usually in seclusion and cultivation, and until now, they hadn't eaten Ye Changqing's food.

So they were still inclined toward the Western Continent Fomen. Before taking action against those Western Continent bald thieves, how to deal with these uncles and grand-uncles became the most important problem.

"What ideas does Abbot Juexin have?"

Hearing Juexin's words, Hong Zun asked indifferently. Hearing this, Juexin naturally had some ideas and turned to look at Ye Changqing.

"Benefactor Changqing, may I ask if the remaining soup base can be gifted to this old monk?"

Hmm???

"What does the Abbot mean?"

"This Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was born for my Fomen. In this old monk's view, even a thousand words might not compare to this bite of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Letting the uncles and grand-uncles feel the true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma in this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall themselves will be more effective than anything I could say."

The true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma? Looking at Juexin's pious appearance, Ye Changqing was stunned.

Damn it, you eat a meal and find the true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma? Don't monks not tell lies?

"That is possible. No problem."

This little bit of soup base was kept by Juexin and the others right after they finished eating; otherwise, even this little bit wouldn't have lasted until now.

Didn't you see Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the others waiting in front of the big pot?

Hearing this, Juexin nodded and said.

"Very well, then this old monk has an ungracious request. When we take action, I hope Benefactor Changqing can heat up this soup base so my uncles and grand-uncles can feel what the true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma is."

"Uh... heating it up is simple, but this true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma... Abbot, are you sure it will work?"

Heating up leftover soup is simple—a matter of a fire—but damn it, you want people to realize the true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma from a bowl of soup? Can it work?

You have to know, Juexin and the others only became like this after eating many meals.

You want to settle the old generation of Buddhist saints like Anji with one bowl of soup?

But to this, Juexin was incomparably confident.

"This old monk believes in Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Hmm???

I believe in your mother. In two lifetimes, Ye Changqing had never seen, let alone heard of, anyone who would believe in a bowl of soup.

But Juexin firmly believed that one bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was enough to solve everything.

Ye Changqing had no way to deal with this. Even when leaving, Juexin and his fellow junior brothers bowed respectfully with hands pressed together to the remaining soup base.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, allowing this old monk to finally see the true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma today."

Watching their pious appearance, Ye Changqing's mouth twitched. I think you guys don't need to worship the Buddha in the future; just worship the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

The night passed without a word, very peacefully. When the next morning arrived, everyone ate breakfast and, according to the plan, left the Buddhist Kingdom in a grand manner.

They traveled all the way to the west of the Buddhist Kingdom, which was the place agreed upon with Huling to collect the bodies.

The Dao One Sect disciples lay on the ground pretending to be dead, while Juexin waited with his people for the arrival of the Huling demonic beasts.

About an hour passed, and the Huling demonic beasts finally arrived.

Leading them was a Mystic Demon, equivalent to a human Golden Core Realm cultivator, and behind him were only a hundred or so demonic beasts.

Seeing this scene, before these demonic beasts could speak, Hong Zun immediately "rose from the dead."

"Huling deceives me too much!"

Damn it, it's already like this, and you Huling only sent these few kittens?

One Mystic Demon, plus a hundred or so ordinary demons—what is that enough for? It's not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

And watching Hong Zun jump up in anger, this Mystic Demon was also stunned. The next second, a blood screen appeared in front of him, and within the blood screen was none other than Demon King Zhihu.

"What a Putuo Temple. This King long ago expected you had problems. Hong Zun, you still want to scheme against this King? Do you really think this King is a fool?"

Demon King Zhihu was clearly prepared. In fact, this time, not only did he send a Demon King, but he even rushed to the Buddhist Kingdom personally.

It was just that not far from the Buddhist Kingdom, he deliberately sent a team of demonic beasts as bait, the purpose of which was to see if the Dao One Sect had any conspiracies.

Now it seems it was indeed so. He almost fell for the trick again.

As for Demon King Zhihu and the others, upon discovering Hong Zun wasn't dead, they turned and fled immediately.

Watching the slowly dissipating blood screen, killing intent surged in Hong Zun's eyes. What a Demon King Zhihu, you've learned to be smart, right? Good, very good. You wait, when this old man has time, I will have to go to your Fox Ridge again.

You can run from the monk, but can you run from the temple?

"Master, what now? Kill or capture?"

"Kill. Why keep a group of ordinary demons?"

He didn't even have the thought of capturing them alive; just kill them.

After quickly solving these ordinary demons, it was time for the Western Continent Buddhist experts.

Juexin, Jueming, and the group of Putuo Temple saints, leading Hong Zun, Qingshi, Zhang Tianzhen, Shi Song, Fairy Baihua, and others, headed straight for their residence.

When they arrived at the residence, Juexin pushed the door open and entered. The seven Western Continent Buddhist saints in the courtyard, although somewhat dissatisfied, only frowned and asked coldly.

"Is the matter solved? Where are the Dao One Sect people? Are they all dead? That Hong Zun, Qing..."

Before he could finish speaking, looking at Hong Zun and the others walking in, the seven Western Continent Buddhist saints were stunned.

Wasn't the action supposed to be today? Why are Hong Zun and the others still alive? And damn it, what's the meaning of bringing them to us?

Their eyes were full of coldness, and their tone became icy.

"Juexin, what is the meaning of this?"

The matter seemed a bit wrong, especially Juexin's gaze, which was completely different from before.

Facing the seven's questioning, Juexin was not flustered at all. He said with a serious and sonorous voice.

"From today on, this old monk will establish a New Fomen. From now on, my Putuo Temple has no relationship with your Western Continent Fomen."

Hmm???

New Fomen? Hearing these three words, the seven Western Continent Buddhist saints were instantly enraged.

"Juexin, have you gone mad?"

"Do you know what you are saying?"

"This is heresy, betraying the Buddha. Do you know the consequences?"

"Heh, this old monk has never betrayed the Buddha. Instead, it is you who do not understand the Buddha. The one who truly understands the Buddha is this old monk, it is my Putuo Temple."

"You, you, you... did you also eat the Mad Demon Pill?"