Chapter 172 The Broken Buddhist Kingdom

Chapter 172 The Broken Buddhist Kingdom

"Four?"

The old man inside the door said in surprise: "There are quite a few pilgrims coming today."

Chen Shu's face changed slightly.

When Fat Cat was halfway there, he seemed to sense something and went directly into his body, and he couldn't say anything.

Where did those four pilgrims come from?

God of Wind, Fat Cat, God of Slashing, and him? !

What's the matter with this little monk?

Could it be that he can see the situation inside his body directly?

He has seen quite a few realm masters, but no one has ever been able to discover it!

In Chen Shu's observation, this little monk is indeed a human child, not a spirit.

"Donor, please come in." The little monk made a gesture of invitation. Just as Chen Shu was about to move in, his body suddenly stopped.

"What did you say?"

The little monk showed some doubts on his face: "Donor, please come in?"

Chen Shu's face did not show any expression, but his heart was already in turmoil. He actually heard the little monk's voice!

When he heard the chanting before, he hadn't reacted yet. After all, he wasn't really deaf. When he entered his spiritual sea occasionally, he could still hear the sound.

It wasn't until the little monk opened his mouth that he really noticed it.

But he could only hear the little monk's voice. Apart from that, he couldn't hear any other sounds, including the sound coming from inside. He still had to rely on the fat cat to transmit it.

Chen Shu looked deeply at the little blind man with a clear face in front of him, and then he stepped into the temple.

Although this little monk has a human body, there are definitely many secrets in his body.

"Strange, really strange."

As soon as he entered the door.

In front of him, it was a simple appearance, extremely simple, with only four or five houses, the ground was made of small pieces of broken bricks, and there was a small vegetable garden in the corner of the courtyard wall. At this time, there were many fruits and vegetables hanging on the vines.

The main hall, pagoda, drum tower and other buildings in common temples are not seen in this temple.

However, in the "main hall" facing the courtyard, there was an incense table, on which three thick incense sticks were burning, and there was a faint smoke.

But what puzzled Chen Shu was that there was no Buddha statue in the simple main hall.

"It all depends on sincerity?"

The whole temple was filled with a strange atmosphere. Who would build such a temple in a fragment of the kingdom of God?

"Several donors, please follow me."

The little monk pointed to the front: "The master is waiting for you in the meditation room."

Chen Shu then retracted his gaze and followed the little monk.

It was called a meditation room, but in fact it was just a quiet corner in the side hall. It was only two steps away, but the little monk was full of ritual and led Chen Shu to the door.

Chen Shu also cooperated and entered with the little monk.

There were not many decorations inside the door, only two cabinets were placed sloppily, standing against the wall. An old man in a monk's robe sat cross-legged on the central cushion. He looked quite old, about seventy or eighty years old, with some age spots on his face, revealing a sense of old age.

The little monk sat on another cushion obediently.

When they first met, he was only about sixty years old, energetic, and his eyes were very sharp.

Compared to the meeting a year ago, he seemed to be ten years older, and I don't know what he had experienced.

Even Chen Shu couldn't see through his strength at this time. It was deep and dark, as if it was the darkness that devoured people's hearts.

Chen Shu saw at a glance that he was not a human.

But until now he still didn't understand why there were so many gods living in the dilapidated building in the southern suburbs.

"You are here."

The old monk's eyes had been lingering on Chen Shu since he entered the room, and he finally spoke at this time.

His eyes were cloudy, but he seemed to be able to see through Chen Shu completely. This was probably just a feeling.

"You knew I was coming?" Chen Shu was puzzled.

The old monk said calmly: "I knew a year ago that you and my Buddha were destined to come here. Sooner or later, you will come here."

Chen Shu was not surprised.

Since the divine age, various gods have been like crucian carp crossing the river. Although this kind of ability similar to foresight is rare, it is not non-existent. Luo Shan is a vivid example.

Chen Shu didn't want to think too much at this time, and asked bluntly: "Master, do you have any way to send me out?"

"Of course there is a way."

The old monk said: "Just wait, you stay here, and when the time comes, you will naturally go out."

Riddler?

Chen Shu frowned and was about to continue speaking.

"You are at a critical moment now, right?" The old monk's turbid eyes seemed to contain the vicissitudes of the world, as if a river called time was flowing in his eyes: "The position of spiritual god is difficult to support in the mortal world. If you want to enter the Tao with the position of the five senses, it will take a long time."

Chen Shu was stunned and his mind was shocked.

This old man actually saw through his details at a glance!

Chen Shu simply stopped talking. He had used his far vision to observe before. Although this world was just a fragment of the kingdom of God, the space barrier was extremely thick. Even if a realm god was here, it would be difficult to tear it apart. At least it was a place for quiet cultivation, and there would be no disturbance.

The old monk sighed softly at this time: "I just didn't expect that the cat god who was famous all over the world would end up in this situation now."

"None of you old bald asses are good people."

The figure of the fat cat also emerged from Chen Shu's body at this time, still looking like the fat orange cat, with a pair of eyes staring at the old monk's face.

"He is indeed the cat god."

The old monk's face did not show any anger at being insulted just now, but he smiled: "But when Buddha Wuji passed away, he praised you in front of all the Buddhas."

Sha Mao was stunned: "Oh?"

"He said that you are the best at stealing things in this world."

Chen Shu: "..."

Is this considered a compliment? !

Sha Mao was stunned again: "Aren't you that old bald donkey Wuji?"

"You two obviously look exactly the same."

The old monk shook his head gently: "The Wuji Buddha has passed away, and I am just the transformation of His thoughts."

Chen Shu's heart moved. In his eyes, this old monk was already an extremely powerful being, far more powerful than anyone he had ever seen.

At least he is also a realm god!

But is it just the thought of a great Buddha when he passed away? Then what state should his deity be in?

Sha Mao glanced around, as if he suddenly thought of something, and asked in disbelief: "Is this a Buddhist country?"

"The Buddha Kingdom, one of the three major divine kingdoms in the world, was shattered?"

The old monk didn't speak, just noncommittal.

Sha Mao circled around a few times before continuing: "No wonder I didn't feel the breath of the Buddha after I came out. It turns out that Buddhism is over."

The old monk Wuji said: "Buddhism is not over, but the Buddhist kingdom is over."

Sha Mao said indifferently: "It's all the same."

"It's all the same." Old Monk Wuji nodded.

"I'm afraid this fragment of the Buddha Kingdom won't last long. Are you just going to stay here?"

"Well, wait."

At this time, the old monk spoke again: "Cat God, because the Buddha mentioned you when he passed away, this poor monk also stole the Tao. He has been practicing for more than a hundred years, but he still has a difficult problem to find the answer to."

"What is the hardest thing to steal in this world?"

Fat Mao scratched his head and head for a while, but didn't say anything: "...Truth? Time? Morality?"

Among the abilities that he was most proud of, he was unable to solve the puzzles of the underdeveloped gods. This made Sha Mao feel a little ashamed, but the old monk seemed to have the answer already.

"I have stolen too many things in my life, including the Goblin's treasures, the Craftsman God's hammer, and the Poseidon's tears, but there is only one thing I cannot steal."

Fat Cat became interested: "What is it?"

"A woman's heart."

Chen Shu:? (End of chapter)