Longevity Chronicles-Chapter 612 - 400 Shipi Arhat, Nonsense Buddhist Scripture

Chapter 612: Chapter 400 Shipi Arhat, Nonsense Buddhist Scripture

"Gao Buxi, shut your mouth. What nonsense are you spouting?"

Miss Duan Yuhong angrily shouted and raised her hand to give Gao Buxi a smack on the back of his head.

Clearly, Miss Duan had deeply immersed herself in the role, perfectly embodying a fierce matriarch. Seeing Gao Buxi blunder, she didn’t hesitate to give him a piece of her mind.

Witnessing this scene, the Dog Demon Li Fengxian and the Devouring Ghost Qu Zhongyuan kept a straight face, but deep down, they were bursting with laughter.

"A Buddha’s son stands before us, a Female Bodhisattva too, and yet you spew out scriptures and spoil your brains, foolish monks" they joked, pointing at the monks and scolding them bald. "You deserved that hit."

"It’s also the cycle of karmic retribution; payback’s a bitch. Who could have guessed that a man like Gao Buxi would end up marrying a shrewish wife and be utterly whipped? Now that’s a strange and wondrous thing."

These two enjoyed watching Gao Buxi’s misfortunes and muttered endlessly in their hearts.

Gao Buxi, who was thoroughly chastened by Duan Yuhong, begged for mercy while heaping compliments on Tao Qian and Yunrong:

"Eh, Wife, don’t be angry. It was but a slip of the tongue from Buxi."

"Master Wu Gou and Miao Yin Bodhisattva are clearly high-level practitioners from the Buddhist Sect, who aspire to reach the Mahayana. Naturally, they are beyond compare with those monks from Han Mountain Temple."

"Though this journey cost me the Wutong Old Monster, having the Master and the Bodhisattva join us is really a blessing in disguise."

"Now, with an inevitable siege upon Steamed Buddha City and a gathering of ten thousand Cultivators, the Cavernous Mystery Realm might not count for much."

"But I, Gao Buxi, dare to assert: none of the Cultivators recruited by others from my family can hold a candle to the Master and the Bodhisattva. When the time comes, you will definitely dominate the scene. Perhaps my ancestor will even entrust you with a great responsibility and offer you a fortune." ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

As usual, Gao Buxi was drawing a big pancake in the air.

Yet, he had no idea how soon his last words would become reality.

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Compared to Mortals, Cultivators of Immortals, Demons, Buddhas, and Devils who possess Extraordinary Power can cover a thousand miles in a day with ease.

Even though the territory of the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty’s seventy-two provinces is vast, it can’t hinder these Cultivators’ ability to travel freely and swiftly.

When the Ancestor God Forbidden Technique first shattered, it was indeed the case, especially for those from the Great Freedom Temple who practiced the "Heart Light Escape."

However, as time went on, the land of Longevity began to display many abnormalities:

Battlefields of Gods and Demons!

Unexplainable mystic phenomena!

Unknown calamities!

Corpses falling from Outer Realms!

Any one of these could injure a Cultivator, with death or dissolution of their cultivation not being unusual.

Just like when Tao Qian and Zhong Ziyang had to avoid the pursuit of the "Jade Demon True Monarch Gao Zhan," fleeing from Gao Ren City, they specifically chose the path through Changliu Mountain.

The reason?

In that mountain lay the corpse of an Evil God from the Outer Realm.

Both of them, along with Gao Zhan, narrowly escaped with their lives.

Would any other Cultivator who accidentally wandered in there still be alive?

There was no choice but to detour around it.

The flying boat controlled by Gao Buxi followed the same principle, mostly flying over mountains and crossing rivers.

However, on occasion, it too had to make a detour.

The incident at Changliu Mountain involving the Divine Corpse also had a follow-up:

Zhong Ziyang and Tao Qian both asked for help to share the loot, and the one called by Master Tao, naturally, was his cheap Master Duobao. With him involved in the sharing of treasures, there was hardly any other possible outcome.

It was said that afterwards, an expert from the Taishang Dao, furious with Duobao’s shamelessness, almost went on a killing spree to Penglai Sea.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Tao Qian.

Several hours later, the flying boat entered Qiantang Province, heading towards a rather peculiar territory.

Steamed Buddha City!

Everyone on the boat, including Tao Qian, had already been briefed by Gao Buxi.

This city was conjured out of thin air, solely to steam the high-ranking monks from Han Mountain Temple into meat buns.

Having heard this story, how could they not be curious about what the city looked like?

The next moment, they all saw it.

Before them stretched thousands of miles without a trace of humanity, nothing but barren mountains and dark waters, except for a large city situated in the middle.

Lone and desolate, gloomy and dim.

The city walls and gates seemed to be forged from cast iron, rough and cold, full of edges and cracks, and plastered with "talisman" papers of various sizes and lengths.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that these were rough pieces of paper covered in scribbled and insane gratitude of the common people.

"Thank you to the monks for the meat buns, may the masters all achieve enlightenment."

"How shall we live without such delicious meat buns in the future? Alas, truly sorrowful."

"Just one? I have another mouth in my belly. Hurry, give me two."

"I’ve always said those masters do nothing but eat vegetarian meals and recite scriptures all day, fattening themselves up. That meat must be incredibly tender. Now that I’ve tasted it, it’s indeed as I expected."

"The meat buns from Han Mountain Temple are unparalleled in the world."

Everyone on the boat, with their exceptional vision, could easily see the crooked writing on those pieces of paper.

At first, all seemed well, with no changes.

Especially for Li Fengxian and Qu Zhongyuan, they were quite entertained.

But soon, they noticed that hidden beneath these writings were immense amounts of resentful power and Demon Thoughts. Those who immersed themselves in them would surely be compelled to become monks and subsequently fall into the Demon Path.

Tao Qian and Yunrong, being highly accomplished Cultivators, were naturally unaffected.

Nevertheless, both of them furrowed their brows now, shifting their gaze from the papers to the city itself, focusing on a giant iron plaque above it that read: Steamed Buddha City.

On either side were lines of a Buddha’s verse:

All things are impermanent, this is the law of birth and death.

When birth and death are extinguished, Nirvana is bliss.

Tao Qian realized that these verses must have been written by a high-ranking monk from Han Mountain Temple. Each word was infused with Buddhist teachings and Zen intents, as if to admonish someone to understand the nature of life, death, and Nirvana.

And who was this someone? The answer came quickly.

Bold, blood-red characters appeared above the city gate: Nonsense!

Seeing this eerie yet vulgar response, the people on the boat were all stunned, because within this vulgar street language, profound Buddhist teachings were harbored.

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