Chapter 243

Abbot Dinguang did not leave peacefully.

Xu Qing felt great comfort. This old monk had better eyes than those martial monks. When all the thunder struck Abbot Dinguang alone, there was shock, confusion, and more endless panic in the abbot's eyes.

Under the tree, two culprits, one big and one small, were standing there. Although the big one was radiating dazzling light, the monstrous corpse energy could be felt by anyone who wasn't blind. And that little girl with demonic energy that couldn't be covered up—with these two evil spirits, why did the heavenly thunder only chase him to strike?

In addition to shock, Abbot Dinguang didn't hesitate in his actions. Horizontal-training golden body, body-protecting Vajra cover, immovable true words—as long as it was a body-protecting method he could use, the old monk put them all on himself.

The black-gold alms bowl floated upside down in the air, and the ten thousand incense that Cizhao Temple had was poured in. The black-gold alms bowl instantly rose to the size of a canopy, just covering the old monk's figure.

Under the merit god tree, Xu Qing and Xuanyu were eating melons.

When seeing Abbot Dinguang resist the first thunderbolt, Xu Qing even applauded to cheer him on.

"Good! This thunder struck well, it's just that the strength is not enough. It must be that the monk's head is too hard, definitely not because the Heavenly Duke is not in a state!"

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"..."

The thunder tribulation that was brewing paused, and then Abbot Dinguang found that the thunderclouds above his head were rotating faster!

Obviously, besides Xu Qing, everyone wanted this heavenly tribulation to end quickly today.

Abbot Dinguang wanted to survive more than anything, and in his heart, he wished the thunderclouds would disperse early.

Xuanyu was heartbroken for the incense.

Finally, it was the heavenly tribulation that wanted to end this farce quickly.

Striking a good zombie and a good cat that are rare in a thousand years twice in a row, the Heavenly Duke's face couldn't hold up.

Who could have imagined that in this Five Turbid Evil World, there would be such righteous evil spirits?

Even in a peaceful and prosperous age, it is not easy to meet, but it happens to be a pair in today's world!

A Yin thunder light pillar much thicker than a water vat descended from the sky. Abbot Dinguang bit his teeth, lifted the black-gold alms bowl with his magic power, and resisted with all his might!

There were at least nine thunderbolts. The old monk knew that it was difficult to survive today, but he was still making a final struggle.

The greedier a person is, the more afraid of death they are.

The alms bowl that lost the protection of incense shattered in response, followed by the Vajra cover, the immovable Dharma incantation...

When the dust settled, Xu Qing looked and saw a charred corpse on the ground.

I have to say, this old monk really had eyes!

If the old monk hadn't practiced the horizontal-training method to protect his flesh during his lifetime, he really wouldn't necessarily have left a complete corpse for Xu Qing.

However, before Xu Qing could be happy for long, the remaining Yin thunder that should have struck the merit god tree all struck the charred corpse.

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This is not right, is it?

You can strike me, why strike my corpse?

Xu Qing's eyelids jumped, and his heart ached.

The heavenly tribulation was blatantly operating in the dark. You say it couldn't know that Abbot Dinguang was already dead?

It must have known, but it just pretended not to know, striking the corpse hard.

When the thunderclouds dispersed, besides a big pit, there was a pinch of black ash lying in the pit. Where was there half a shadow of Abbot Dinguang!

Xu Qing stood by the pit, feeling sad for the object.

His mood at this moment was like seeing a fat fish just caught, and accidentally unhooking it and running into the water.

That feeling of loss after gain was more uncomfortable than being struck by thunder.

A five-hundred-year cultivation corpse! It was gone just like that.

Just as Xu Qing was feeling sad, a gust of wind blew, and the black ash in the pit was blown away by a layer, revealing a crystal-like object the size of a pigeon egg, round and smooth, and blood-red.

This is... a sarira?

Xu Qing jumped into the big pit and reached out to pick up the crystal object left by Abbot Dinguang. The next moment, the Deliverance Sutra began to turn the page.

What is called loss after gain? The fish that jumped into the water unhooked, circled around, and was forced back to the shore by the natural enemy in the water, jumping into the fish basket by itself. This is loss after gain!

Abbot Dinguang's life, like the Bai Yun Daoist's, was full of sin and evil.

It's just that the Bai Yun Daoist was evil inside and out, while Abbot Dinguang was evil in his heart, but always had a kind and benevolent appearance to the outside world.

"Master, my family hasn't opened the pot for several days. If this continues, my child won't live past tomorrow... Please be compassionate and save some food."

"Amitabha. Guangning, take some rice and grain for this benefactor."

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Watching the tenant farmer leave, Abbot Dinguang seemed as if nothing had happened, still nodding and smiling at the pilgrims coming and going in the temple.

After leaving the main hall and moving away from the pilgrims, Abbot Dinguang, who usually had a compassionate face, suddenly changed his appearance.

"Guangning, go and bring back the rice and grain and the child of Li Tian's family. Remember, don't leave any footprints."

That night, the monk Guangning brought back a child who was sallow and thin, with a face full of blood.

"Master, I disguised myself as a bandit and killed the child's whole family. The rice and grain saved this morning were also brought back."

"My Buddha is compassionate. Guangning, you helped this family escape the sea of suffering, which is truly a merit of immeasurable value."

"It is all because of the master's teaching."

Abbot Dinguang was a miser. For the incense money that passed through his hands, let alone a liter or two of grain, even half a cent, he wouldn't bear to give it to others.

It is natural for monks to beg for alms, but he had never heard of begging for food from a monk!

Besides being miserly and loving money, Abbot Dinguang also loved face very much. The Bai Yun Daoist asked him for food and drink several times, and Abbot Dinguang agreed. The reason was none other than that the Bai Yun Daoist knew he loved face and often used his private affairs to threaten him.

Abbot Dinguang endured it because the Bai Yun Daoist could also do things for him, but the greater reason for his endurance until now was the Heavenly Book inheritance in Bai Yun Cave.

The methods taught by the Holy Lady all required infants and blood food as guides. In order to cultivate the Heavenly Book secret method, Abbot Dinguang often used the excuse of helping pregnant women and infants to raise funds for the temple, and at the same time paved a way for the consumables and medicine guides he needed.

But Abbot Dinguang was afraid that one day the matter would be exposed. If so, he would be ruined!

To prevent this kind of thing from happening, Abbot Dinguang privately collected evidence of the crimes of the Ruyi Temple Bai Yun Daoist, such as killing people, refining longevity immortal medicine, and practicing evil Daoist techniques.

Once the matter was exposed, he would personally subdue the demons, which would not only push all the blame to the Ruyi Temple Daoist but also solve the hidden danger of the Bai Yun Daoist, while also promoting his Buddhism and attracting more believers...

It's just that he didn't expect that the Bai Yun Daoist would fall into Xu Qing's hands, and he didn't expect that he, who had calculated a hundred times, would eventually fail to escape Xu Qing's sanction.

Buddha says that people have grievances from their previous lives, which cannot be avoided or escaped in this life.

Abbot Dinguang, until his death, thought that Xu Qing was his grievance from his previous life, rather than standing up for those children, nor was it for punishing evil and promoting good.