Chapter 368: Please, honored master-uncles, drink the soup

Seeing Jue Xin's crazy expression, the seven strong cultivators of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect said doubtfully.

What the hell are you doing, creating a new Buddhist sect? This damn is just the symptoms of having taken the Madness Pill.

As for that, Jue Xin merely snorted in disdain.

"You're the one who took the Madness Pill; this old monk has never been so clear-headed. This new Buddhist sect I have firmly decided upon; as for you all, sorry, I can only wrong you."

As Jue Xin's words fell, Jue Ming and the other fellow apprentices instantly surrounded the seven completely.

Seeing this, the seven strong cultivators of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect finally began to panic.

"You... you guys want to rebel? Don't forget, Putuo Temple's current state is all thanks to my Western Continent Buddhist Sect, you......"

"Bald thief, your Western Continent Buddhist Sect distorts the true Buddhist teachings; today our Putuo Temple will restore order and correct chaos."

"Crazy, you damn lot are really a bunch of lunatics."

They claim the Western Continent Buddhist Sect has distorted the true Buddhist teachings? And they still want to restore order and correct chaos?

Damn, the origin of the Buddhist sect is in the Western Continent, so how damn does it come out of your mouths that my Western Continent Buddhist Sect seems to have become a heretical branch?

But seeing Jue Ming and the others about to attack, the seven also hurriedly shouted angrily.

"Rebellion, rebellion! An Ji, An Ping, why don't you come out?"

Facing Jue Xin and his fellow apprentices, the seven strong cultivators of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect knew they were no match, let alone with Hong Zun and the others watching covetously nearby.

They shouted at the top of their lungs for An Ji and the others, and soon the figures of An Ji and the others appeared before everyone.

Altogether four people, they are the master-uncles and master-elders of Jue Xin and the others; they usually pay little attention to temple affairs, but this time they appeared because Jue Xin and the others were about to act against the Western Continent Buddhist Sect.

Leading them, An Ji had an unpleasant expression and displeasedly said to Jue Xin.

"Jue Xin, what are you trying to do again?"

Recently, An Ji has become increasingly dissatisfied with Jue Xin; previously a very steady person, how has he become so reckless lately?

First it was the matter of Jue Yuan, and now he openly opposes the Western Continent Buddhist Sect, even wanting to establish some new Buddhist sect—this is utterly absurd.

Facing An Ji's questioning, Jue Xin was not too surprised; he had already anticipated it.

"An Ji, is this what Putuo Temple means now? Do you want to break away from the orthodox Buddhist sect and start your own? Can you face the Buddha?"

Upon seeing the four of An Ji appear, the seven strong cultivators of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect shouted angrily.

As for Jue Xin, he calmly performed a salute.

"Honored master-uncles and master-elders, it is precisely because I have comprehended the true Buddhist teachings that I have realized the Western Continent Buddhist Sect distorts the Buddhist sutras, disrespects the Buddha, and has already deviated from the orthodox path; thus I have timely awakened, abandoned evil and embraced goodness."

"You you you...... Jue Xin, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Hearing Jue Xin's words, the strong cultivators of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect flew into a rage—how could the Western Continent be deviating from the orthodox path? What a joke, the Buddhist sect originated from the Western Continent!

"Heh, whether it is or not, I have a way to let the honored master-uncles and master-elders know."

"Huh???"

Upon hearing this, even An Ji, An Ping and the others were stunned; An Ping gave Jue Xin a strange look and said.

"Then go ahead and speak; let's see how you convince us old fogies."

"The Buddha resides in the heart; why need I speak? I respectfully invite the honored master-uncles and master-elders to drink the soup."

Jue Xin shouted loudly, and immediately Ye Zhangqing, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others walked in holding bowls of leftover Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup.

The abalone and sea cucumber were already gone, but to make it more flavorful, Ye Zhangqing still added some extra ingredients.

Although it cannot compare to the original soup, its taste is still better than simply heated water.

Upon receiving the soup, An Ji, An Ping and the others were stunned, wondering what this meant; seeing this, the seven strong cultivators of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect became even more furious, blowing their beards and glaring.

"Jue Xin, what are you doing, not even observing the Buddhist precepts?"

"This old monk sees that you have gone mad; how can you let your own master-uncles eat meat and pungent foods?"

"An Ji, An Ping, this kind of oily, meaty food, you must absolutely not eat."

The seven holy ones of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect jumped up in anger, while An Ji, An Ping and the four others stared blankly at the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in their hands.

"An Ji, An Ping, why are you still standing there? Jue Xin is clearly mad—seize him!"

The seven were still shouting angrily; in their view, An Ji and An Ping would certainly not tolerate Jue Xin continuing to be mad.

This meat is smeared all over their faces—isn't this the utmost disrespect to these high-ranking Buddhist monks?

At this point, what else is there to say? Just seize them directly.

As for this, An Ji, An Ping and the others gave no response at all, while Jue Xin wore a confident expression—this is where the true Buddhist teaching lies.

On the contrary, Ye Zhangqing felt somewhat uncertain in his heart—could it work? Could a single bowl of soup really change An Ji and An Ping? It couldn't be that simple.

After all, they have cultivated Buddhism for many years; their Buddhist hearts should be quite firm, right?

"If any mishap occurs, use the teleportation formation disk immediately."

Xu Jie beside him also whispered, but just as his words fell and Ye Zhangqing had not yet had time to reply, suddenly a 'Crack' sound like glass shattering rang out.

"Huh? What sound?"

"It sounds like the sound of a Buddhist heart breaking."

"Whose Buddhist heart broke again?"

There's no one else here, and moreover, Jue Xin and the others' Buddhist hearts had already been reforged—how could they break again?

Could it be that..............

Turning their heads with a doubtful expression toward An Ji, An Ping and the four others, good grief, it really was them.

They hadn't even drunk it yet; merely smelling the aroma, An Ji's Buddhist heart shattered. At this moment, not only Ye Zhangqing and the others, but even the seven holy ones of the Western Continent Buddhist Sect were stunned in place.

After regaining their senses, the seven hurriedly shouted.

"An Ji, quickly stabilize your Buddhist heart; do not let it be tainted by these worldly defilements."

But just as his words fell, several more 'Crack crack crack' sounds rang out.

The Buddhist hearts of An Ping and the other two also showed cracks one after another.

Just now, the seven West Continent Fomen sages were completely unsettled—what the hell is this situation? How did their Buddha-heart just shatter like that?

Then Juexin also spoke up at the right moment.

Honored uncle-masters and elder-uncle-masters, this is the West Continent Fomen's false Buddha-heart; they fundamentally don't understand the Fomen's true doctrine. I, the nephew-disciple, again ask the honored elder-uncle-masters to drink the soup—this soup is where our Buddha's true doctrine lies; once you drink it down, you will naturally come to understand our Buddha's true doctrine.

Upon hearing Juexin's words, the seven West Continent Fomen sages panicked completely.

Damn, just smelling it once made their Buddha-heart crack; really, if they took a sip, wouldn't they be done for?

Immediately, the seven hurriedly tried to persuade them.

Can't drink, can't drink—if you drink the Buddha-heart, it'll be gone!

Hah, it's just a false Buddha-heart, what's so strange about it, uncle-masters and elder-uncle-masters; I, the nephew-disciple, have already reforged the Buddha-heart—this is the true Buddha-heart of our Fomen.

Juexin, what dog shit are you spouting?

Uncle-masters and elder-uncle-masters, what are you waiting for? Please drink the soup and comprehend our Fomen's true doctrine.

As Juexin spoke, Anji, Anping, four people slowly raised their hands, appearing as if they were about to drink the soup; seeing this, the seven West Continent Fomen strongmen panicked, immediately wanting to step forward to stop them, but were blocked by Jueming and the others.

My uncle-masters and elder-uncle-masters are comprehending our Buddha's true doctrine—who dares to disturb them?

You damn lot, have you all gone mad from eating the Madness Pill?