Chapter 562: Ridiculous

Nonsense.

Listening to Yuan Chaoliang's words, the monk's first reaction was that he was using gibberish to distract his mind or delay the progress of his recovery.

But Yuan Chaoliang was willing to talk, so he was naturally happy to drag it out like this.

"What... did you say?"

He put on an expression of disbelief.

Yuan Chaoliang shook his head with a smile.

"You don't believe it at all, do you?"

He smiled and pointed a few times with his folding fan from afar.

"Then I'll ask you a few questions."

"Why is your Enryaku-ji inheritance exactly the same as the Central Plains Shaolin inheritance? If, according to the saying in your temple, it was the Heavenly Demon named Bodhidharma who stole the true law, shouldn't the Shaolin secret manuals be written in Japanese? Why is it that you need to learn Central Plains language to understand your own true law?"

"Why is the corpse of your Buddhist Heavenly Demon stored in my Shinto Izumo Taisha?"

He looked at the monk's face, which was getting redder and redder but did not show panic, and slowly spat out the last sentence.

"Of course, I know you must have doubted these obvious questions countless times, and I also know that you have found countless excuses and explanations for yourselves over the past thousand years, so you are just feeling angry now, but your stupid concept has not been shaken."

"But—what if I can do this?"

Yuan Chaoliang smiled, held the heart in his hand in front of him, slowly passed a trace of true energy into it, and at the same time, his five fingers slowly closed and embedded into the heart.

The monk snorted coldly.

"Flesh and blood that has already left the body, no matter how you ruin it, it doesn't matter. Do you think I will therefore be—ugh!"

He was originally prepared to scold sternly, but halfway through his words, as Yuan Chaoliang's fingers slowly embedded into the heart, he suddenly felt something wrong.

A strange feeling rippled through his body.

It was as if a cold poisonous snake that had been dormant in his body for a long time was awakened by Yuan Chaoliang's movements, swimming bit by bit toward his dantian, wrapping around his internal organs.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of pink blood foam!

"What did you... do?"

The monk looked up in shock and anger.

Yuan Chaoliang said with a smile.

"How about it? Is it that you suddenly feel your true energy circulation reversing, blocking your connected meridians bit by bit, and the Heaven-Man realm you have cultivated is also tottering, and you can't even run healing techniques?"

"Don't worry, this is not the end yet—hoo."

He blew a breath at the heart.

Thump.

The monk fell forward to the ground in response. Before he could land, the wound on his abdomen suddenly burst with blood, and a mass of filth fell out with a squelch.

"You ugh cough, ugh cough!"

The monk wanted to speak, but was horrified to find—he no longer had martial arts, his dantian and meridians were empty, and his mind was in a stupor. Healing techniques were difficult to sustain, blood surged up his throat, depriving him of the ability to speak, and he could only tremble and choke.

A pair of wooden clogs stepped in front of him, and Yuan Chaoliang's voice with a trace of pity came from overhead.

"One last question."

"Why am I able to destroy your internal energy, regress your realm, and disperse your true energy?"

"Because what you are practicing is not any so-called Buddhist true law at all, but the inheritance taken by Amaterasu after killing the Heavenly Demon—it's just that He left an extremely tiny key in it."

Yuan Chaoliang squatted down, used the folding fan to resist the monk's chin, lifted his head, looked at him, and said softly.

"It is precisely this insignificant key that allows you to step into the Heaven-Man realm without practicing Buddhist precepts. It is also this key that allows me to disperse your realm whenever I need to."

"Now, do you believe it?" ===== CHAPTER 563 =====