“Drinking like crazy, are you?”
The people inside the mutton hall were dumbfounded by the old monk’s performance, and one couldn’t help but murmur again.
“Is he all right?”
Ren Hongyu asked worriedly as she looked at the old monk who was crying and shouting non-stop.
Duanmu He said, “The Buddha and the Devil are one line apart.”
“Huh?”
Ren Hongyu did not understand.
Na Daxin, on the other hand, was bawling endlessly, clearly that step was right in front of him, but countless strings kept pulling him, making him unable to move a single inch, like a puppet on a string, in agony.
Transcendence was just around the corner!
Qin Hai shook his neck, a golden light shone in his eyes, a speechless aura kept rising in him, only to hear a clear sound of thunderstorm spreading around, the shopkeeper seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and kept crawling back a few steps in fear, trembling endlessly.
It was only when Duan Mu He stepped in front of her that she felt slightly better.
“Cover your ears.”
Duanmu He said in a deep voice, “Whatever he says, don’t listen.”
Without thinking, Ren Hongyu covered her ears, but once she did so, she felt much more relaxed, except that there seemed to be a constant eerie chanting sound from Qin Hai, which drifted into her ears intermittently, causing her body to sweat coldly.
Duanmuhe’s face forehead sank and he grunted.
This cold grunt was like a thunderclap in her ears, which immediately dissipated all that speechless fear.
The others, however, did not fare so well, each shivering and dumbfounded.
“Take one step forward and become a Buddha on the ground!” Qin Hai drank out.
The maniacally howling Daxin, his eyes in tears, looked at Qin Dahai and then in front of him, he wanted to take that step, only the invisible thread on his body was strangling tighter and tighter, making him feel like suffocating.
“Break! Break!”
Had Xin was in a frenzy, originally struggling.
His drunken eyes from drunkenness were now tinged with a few twists of blackness, and his originally compa*sionate face now looked like a hellish demon robe, terrifying.
But how can obsession be so easy?
“Get lost! Get out of my way!”
The more he became frantic, the more he tried to disconnect all the obsessions that were haunting him.
How could he not be eager when he was so determined to seek Buddha, when transcendence was right in front of him? It was only those threads that were causing him so much pain that he wanted to burn them cleanly in a fire.
And it was at that moment.
A group of people suddenly burst in inside the mutton hall.
A group of monks.
At the head of the group was an old monk with a long white beard, his face was thin, he was dressed in monk’s clothes, and his eyes were compa*sionate, so ordinary people would have thought that he was a monk who had attained the Way, but Qin Hai clearly felt the weirdness in this old monk, just as he did in the past.
No!
It was even more terrifying and bizarre than Dui Yin.
“Uncle Shifu!”
Daxin looked at the old monk at the head of the group, the blackness of his eyes appearing as if they were hidden.
“Dakshin, why did you violate the clear rules of the Buddhist sect?” This senior monk asked with his eyes closed and a compa*sionate face.
Daxin sobbed, “Senior Uncle, I can’t break it, I can’t break it.”
The group of monks looked at each other in disbelief, “Can’t break what? Had he gone mad? The monk at the head of the group had a gloomy look in his eyes, but then he looked at Qin Dahai with compa*sion and said, “I suppose you are Master Qin Dahai, right?”
Qin Dahai said indifferently, “It is I, and who are you?”
“You are Qin Dahai?”
That master monk didn’t say anything, but a young one behind him with an angry face asked.
Qin Dahai said, “I am!”
“Good! Return the name of my senior brother and hundreds of other fellow disciples!” After Monk Nurong finished speaking, his fists had the vague momentum of running thunder, and when he stomped his foot, two more footprints were created on top of that floor, while he himself smashed directly towards Qin Dahai.
“Seek death!”
Qin Hai sneered.
His right arm swung around, removing the guy’s force, while his hands came out like golden snakes, and with a tricky angle, he blasted him with two punches at his chest.
This young monk was not very strong and spat out a mouthful of blood as his whole body flew backwards.
“Senior brother!”
Those few monks let out a cry of alarm.
The senior monk at the head of the group took a step forward and easily caught his disciple, and after seeing that his face was white and unconscious, he said compa*sionately, “Master Qin, why do you have to strike so viciously?”
Qin Hai only laughed coldly and did not say anything.
The monk said sadly, “Master Qin, why don’t you cut off the three thousand green threads and chant the Buddhist sutras in front of the ancient Buddha, so as to wash away all your sins and attain bodhi in the future?”
Qin Hai Hai laughed and said, “Old monk, are you asking people to become monks at the drop of a hat? I have all the seven emotions and six desires.”
“This is a falsehood, how can Master Qin, who is so gifted and wise, not see through it?” Monk Shifu sighed.
Qin Dahai pointed at the still-mad man, and said, “Didn’t he also fail to see through it?”
The Master Monk’s face sank, and then he said compa*sionately, “Dexin, why don’t you come over here?”
“Master-uncle, tell me why transcendence is just ahead and I can’t walk, and why those threads are wrapped around me one by one.” Daxin did not move, but said in pain, “I want to break those threads, I want to transcend, this is my lifelong pursuit.”
“Dakshin, your obsession is too deep.”
The Master Monk said helplessly, “Come here quickly, Master Uncle will most certainly cut away your obsessions.”
“No, no, you can’t cut it off.”
But Da Xin shook his head frantically, “Those threads are you, it is you, it is the No-Shape Sect, I want to cut these threads, I want to transcend, I want the Bodhi I have certified!”
The words left his mouth.
The darkness in his eyes suddenly erupted, and he charged towards the group of monks of the Wushang Clan as if he were in a frenzy, his slim face was now steaming with murderous energy, and his whole body’s might was even more rampant: “Break the threads and we will transcend!”
“Brother Dexin?”
A monk cried out in alarm.
Just that, but he did not care, his double fists hammered directly on this monk’s chest, with a bang, the poor fellow had a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale, while he laughed, “You are all heart demons, only when we cut down the heart demons, we can transcend!”
With that, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
The monks of the WuXiang Sect were shocked and hurriedly took up their positions to meet the battle.
The monk’s face was a bit ugly at this moment, and his teeth were clacking together. Finally, he took a deep breath and looked at Qin Hai with a dark gaze, saying a Buddhist hymn before saying, “Master Qin, why did you want to harm my nephew?”
Qin Dahai did not speak.
Instead, it was Duan Mu He who pushed his wheelchair forward and said coldly, “Jue Qing, I’m afraid that this Master and Nephew of yours is not mentally competent.”
Jue Qing’s eyes narrowed.
Looking at the two of them in front of him, he suddenly let out another long sigh and said, “You two are gifted with natural talent, but why do you want to degenerate yourself?
