Peace Order
Chapter 283 - 131: The Unparalleled Divine Skill, Traces of the Twenty-Four Generals

Chapter 283: Chapter 131: The Unparalleled Divine Skill, Traces of the Twenty-Four Generals

Living Buddha?!

Upon hearing Mr. Siming and Qibi Li mention this name, Li Guanyi knew that among the forces from the Western Regions who came to the Central Plains, the living Buddha was the one who most wanted to receive favor from Emperor Chen. Li Guanyi had even more knowledge about the history of that lineage of the Buddha Country.

Five hundred years ago, General Xue trampled over the spirit mountain of the Buddha Country.

With the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd, he easily defeated the living Buddha in a frontal assault.

The prestige of the Western Buddha Country began to wane.

Three hundred years ago, Tuyuhun dominated the world, completely shattering this politico-religious kingdom of the Western Regions. The living Buddha of today is merely considered a force in the Martial World. The little Taoist Zhui Yue was annoyed; he took Li Guanyi inside and said softly, "In recent days, more and more monks have been coming, and they have started fighting with us."

"Since the lay Buddhist flipped them over before, they have been quiet for a while."

"Did not expect, this time the living Buddha from the Western Regions has come."

Li Guanyi asked, "Why add ’from the Western Regions’ before living Buddha? Wouldn’t just saying living Buddha suffice?"

The little Taoist sighed and said, "What are you talking about?"

"We in Central Earth also have a living Buddha, one of the six Palace Masters of the Academy. It’s just that over here, everyone calls him living Buddha until the poor man gets frustrated. I heard several of his disciples got beaten because many of his disciples in the temples become great monks and worship him as their founder, which angers him greatly."

"He says he is part of the Buddhist, but not part of Buddhism. You have become the masters of temples; don’t involve him. He is a man of learning, like the Confucian scholars and Taoists who reads Taoist scriptures. He is a person who recites Buddha’s name, not a living Buddha."

"He likes writing poetry and enjoys things most unclear."

"I remember the old man likes to eat meat and drink wine."

"And he has even composed Buddhist hymns."

"Says a piece or two, the Buddha doesn’t blame."

"Drunk once or twice, the Buddha doesn’t scold."

"A bowl or two, the Buddha doesn’t mind."

"Yet he’s still called a living Buddha, while this one is the living Buddha from the Western Regions, a name and Dharma Form passed down through generations..."

He hesitated, then led Li Guanyi around to the back, and opened a crack in the window. Many people were around, and the breathing was noisy and boisterous. A thin monk and Zu Wenyuan were sitting face to face.

Li Guanyi’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The little Taoist Zhui Yue whispered, "This is the living Buddha from the Western Regions."

"One of the top ten Grandmasters of the Martial World, ranking third."

"The number one Grandmaster, Sword Madman, is unmatched in Sword Qi, and I’ve heard that the living Buddha has a Buddha heart as clear as crystal and a body as strong as a diamond. He has subdued a Rebel Army on his own, blasted through a collapsing mudslide, and saved many lives."

One of the top ten Grandmasters of the Martial World?

Li Guanyi’s eyes narrowed further, the title was significant. He watched the monk and the old Taoist over there carefully. The living Buddha smiled, he was a Western Regions person yet spoke in fluent Central Plains Mandarin, "Elder Zu, this world is full of complexities and suffering, and yet all living beings are caught in this maelstrom."

"My disciples once served as monks here, and when Prince Puyang arrived, they were all killed without taking a single step back. I’ve come here in hopes of collecting their bones and transcending their souls."

Zu Wenyuan smiled and said, "Their remains have already been buried, and as for souls...

"There are no such things in this world, living Buddha."

The living Buddha twirled his Buddha beads, speaking softly, "I know."

"The so-called transcendence is merely to give those who are alive a sense of remembrance, making them believe that those who have died are well placed, and thus they need not fear death so much. So please, be compassionate, Elder Zu, and let us be at peace."

His face was thick-skinned, yet his gaze was sincere.

"The situation in the world is chaotic, Zu Wenyuan."

"My cultivation is higher than yours; if I come here and take your place, wouldn’t that be better?"

"The number one in Mathematics of the Taoist, the foremost of the twenty-four Sacrificial Wine Masters, should not die here, should not meet such an end, such calamity; I am more suited than you..."

Li Guanyi felt a stir in his heart, but Zu Wenyuan just said, "To use your own death to carve a path for Western Regions Buddhism into the Central Plains shows compassion and the heart of the Buddhist, but still it is for but one family and lineage."

The living Buddha from the Western Regions touched his bald head and said with a laugh:

"I practice the Small Mahayana; it’s indeed just for one small door, one small family."

"Hahaha, just a small household indeed."

Such a straightforward rascal made even Zu Wenyuan laugh, but in the end, he sighed and said, "You’d better leave."

"You have a good nature, but for Western Regions Buddhism to enter the Central Plains, there will inevitably be swords and bloodshed."

"What a good person needs to do is not necessarily a good thing."

"You wish to find stable ground for Western Regions Buddhism to develop amid the great disaster coming to the Martial World, but coming to the Central Plains will bring swords, fire, and blood. You have reached true fruition in your practice, but your followers and disciples do not possess your compassionate heart."

"The White Bone Temple and the Blood and Flesh Temple have their Magic Techniques; they are red dust skeletons, pointing to the large compassion which views all beings equally without discriminating based on beauty, ugliness, poverty, or wealth, but it’s too dangerous."

"One wrong step could lead you to the demonic path, and how many can be like you."

The living Buddha from the Western Regions fell silent, then finally said, "Or else, I can break a precept right now, Elder Zu, and you can let me stay here." He took out a small bottle from his robe, which contained rice wine lees, and looked at the Taoist across from him with a pleading gaze. Elder Zu laughed:

"Children in the Central Plains can drink it; are you trying to fool the old Taoist?!"

The great monk with ’Great anger’ on his wrinkled face exclaimed, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"How can children drink such wine?!"

Zu Wenyuan roared with laughter and extended his foot to kick the living Buddha, saying: