Chapter 334: with translation of chapter title

We have to stay at Putuo Temple until the Myriad Buddha Festival, but here we simply can't get any ingredients.

Even ordinary wild beasts and livestock, the Dao Yi Sect cannot act arbitrarily.

Those demonic beasts brought from Huling were originally meant to be taken back to Divine Sword Peak, but we've already eaten some of them these past few days; continuing like this simply won't work.

Hearing that, Zhao Zhengping and the others also furrowed their brows slightly; this is indeed a problem.

Although there are not a few demonic beasts, the dead water can't stand constant ladling; there will come a day when they're all eaten.

So, finding new ingredients seems to have become an urgent matter.

But for a while, nobody had a good idea, not even Xu Jie could think of one.

Without mentioning being constantly watched by those bald donkeys of Putuo Temple, if we find a chance to act, we mustn't make those bald donkeys fly into a rage.

Even at mealtime, we still hadn't thought of a good solution.

As for Shi Song and the nun, hand in hand, they came to eat with sweet smiles on their faces.

After eating, the two left together again.

But that night, Shi Song did not return at all.

By the next morning, inside a courtyard of Putuo Temple, those disciples whose Buddha Hearts had previously shattered rose earlier than the Dao Yi Sect disciples.

They had been arranged by Juexin to rest here beforehand.

At this moment, these disciples had almost all completed the reforging of their Buddha Hearts; they went out, exchanged glances, and all said in unison:

Now we can finally eat.

Yes, yes.

Enough talk, the time is almost here.

Right, right, let's go.

They immediately headed toward the Dao Yi Sect's encampment.

Because many of the previous batch of disciples and elders had their Buddha Hearts shattered, the disciples now tasked with monitoring the Dao Yi Sect were naturally replaced with a new batch.

Moreover, to be safe, Juexin deliberately had them keep their distance, at least far enough that they couldn't smell the food.

If they can't smell it, naturally nothing will happen.

But early that morning, seeing a group of senior brothers rushing over, these new disciples wondered:

Senior Brother, what are you doing?

Eating.

The mess hall isn't over here, and haven't you already given up grains?

You don't understand.

Without explaining, he hurried past, and these disciples arrived outside the Dao Yi Sect's encampment.

But when they tried to enter, they were stopped outright.

What are you doing?

Um... we also want to have a bite to eat.

Want to eat? With a clear sword chime, several Divine Sword Peak disciples at the gate drew their longswords.

Dream on, you still want to eat?

The atmosphere instantly grew tense, while a group of Putuo Temple disciples, seeing this, were stunned: 'We just said we wanted a bite to eat—why such a big reaction? It can't be that serious.'

I... we didn't say anything wrong, did we?

Get lost, go eat shit.

Only then did they realize why the Dao Yi Sect would give you food—since we're not from the same sect, being refused is only natural.

They couldn't even get through the gate; the group of Putuo Temple disciples driven out all wore worried, grim faces.

Senior Brother, what should we do now?

What can we do? Just smell the aroma—careless.

For now there's nothing better to do, so let's just smell the aroma.

Immediately, one saw many Putuo Temple disciples lying prone on the Dao Yi Sect's courtyard wall.

The new disciples tasked with monitoring from afar, seeing this, were all completely bewildered.

What are the senior brothers doing?

I don't know; even the Elder has come.

Let's go see what's happening.

The newly appointed Elder in charge of monitoring ordered, and soon a disciple came to the base of the wall; but as soon as he approached, an indescribable fragrance rushed straight into his nostrils.

It smells so good.........

He exclaimed with a look of enjoyment; at the same time, the conversation of many senior brothers on the wall drifted into his ears.

They had beef noodles this morning.

Senior Brother, look—they're eating so fragrant.

Or maybe it's braised beef.

Don't talk so close to me, your saliva is spraying into my mouth.

I can't help it.

Then this new disciple also lay on the wall, gazing eagerly together with the other senior brothers.

From here one can see the Dao Yi Sect's kitchen; watching the disciples eat such delicious food, they truly felt envious.

A cracking sound rang out, and the senior brothers furrowed their brows.

Whose Buddha Heart shattered? Didn't we just reforge it? How could it break again?

Senior Brother, it's mine.

The new disciple said weakly, and for a moment everyone's gaze turned to him.

That's not strange; nobody paid attention either—right now it's better to sniff more of the aroma; we can talk about the rest later.

Their Buddha hearts shattered, yet they didn't care, gulping down the fragrance.

As for the task the Elder had assigned them, they had long forgotten it.

After waiting a long time, the Elder still hadn't seen that disciple return, and he spoke with a puzzled expression.

"Strange, why hasn't he come back after so long? You, go see what's going on." He said to another disciple; hearing that, the disciple also quickly came to the wall's base and, like everyone else, lay down on it.

He said to another disciple; hearing that, the disciple also quickly came to the wall's base and, like everyone else, lay down on it.

Elder here.

"That shouldn't be—none have come back? You, go check again."

Another disciple was summoned to see what was happening, and then he too lay down on the wall.

"Go check it out."

"You go check it out."

"Go check again."

"Hurry and go check."

Having sent out so many disciples, not a single one returned; the Elder wondered what was going on—had the Dao Yi Sect captured them?

That shouldn't be—why would the Dao Yi Sect attack them for no reason? It's not like they don't know they're being watched; if they were going to strike, they'd have done it already.

In his doubt, the Elder himself came over; as soon as he approached, he smelled that unbearable fragrance.

"It smells so good..........."

Then.

"Come on, come on, let me have a spot."

The Elder also lay down on the wall, and domineeringly snatched the best spot.

The entire wall was covered with Putuo Temple disciples lying down, and thereafter the cracking sounds of shattered Buddha hearts rose and fell one after another.

One after another, the new disciples' Buddha hearts shattered, and even the Elder's Buddha heart showed cracks.

"I never knew beef noodles could be this delicious—I really want a bite."

Crack—crack.

The crowd looked on, eyes glazed with longing, while the remaining new disciples in the distance stared at each other in bewilderment.

"The Elder hasn't come back either?"

Someone asked weakly, "What's going on here?"

All the fellow disciples went, none returned; now the Elder has gone too, and still hasn't come back.

"Why don't we go take a look?"

"All right, let's go together—let's hope nothing unexpected happens."

The situation was too abnormal; nobody dared act alone, so they all came together to the outside of the wall, and thereafter the ranks of those lying on the wall grew even larger.

At the same time, the sounds of shattering Buddha hearts rose and fell continuously.

Inside the kitchen, a glance upward at the wall revealed bald heads gleaming like polished tiles, their necks hooked as they lay there.

The disciples of the Dao Yi Sect ate while chatting idly.

"With so many of them, quite a few Buddha hearts must have shattered, right?"

"I have no idea how they Xiūliàn, their Buddha hearts shatter at the slightest thing."

"Exactly, the Buddha hearts of the Fomen are far too fragile."

"Early this morning, so many bald donkeys are lying on the wall staring at you; the disciples are still somewhat unaccustomed to it."

"As for Xu Jie, he slurped his noodles while watching those bald donkeys, his eyes rolling back and forth—no one knows what he's thinking."