Chapter 211: Western Buddhism? You Are Not Worthy!

In the Ascension to Heaven game, Li Che is a special case.

He has extraordinary strength. Killing demons and demons is like chopping melons and vegetables. He accumulates points at an alarmingly fast rate.

For other contestants, this is simply a luxury.

They fought tooth and nail for a few points, and even had to fight with a demon for several hours or even a day to get those pitiful ten points!

There are simply not many people who can increase their points as fast as Li Che.

There are very few people like him who can directly kill an entire group of demons in one go, and the points are recorded in their accounts like running water!

Li Che, making great progress all the way, unstoppable!

He glanced around the surrounding secret realm.

Basically, all the demons have been killed by him, and some smart ones have already run away, fearing that Li Che will catch and beat them.

There is no demonic atmosphere.

Li Che said to himself: "It seems we have to change places."

He turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of him.

It was a monk wearing dark red cassocks and a distinctive ring scar on his head. He stood with his hands clasped together at the narrow intersection, like a statue guarding a temple.

The monk's face was peaceful, with a hint of compassion between his brows.

But under Li Che's keen eyes, that kindness seemed to be covered with a false veil, looking extremely sinister and cunning, with a hateful appearance.

The monk looked up at Li Che and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, it is destined that the donor and the poor monk met."

His voice was melodious and profound, sounding sanctimonious.

But his body was blocked in front of Li Che, preventing Li Che from leaving from the front.

Seeing his appearance, Li Che stopped and looked directly into the monk's compassionate eyes.

His expression was calm and collected, not showing any trace of panic or uneasiness due to the sudden appearance of the monk.

"Amitabha," the monk spoke again, this time his tone was a little more urgent, as if he was eager to persuade Li Che, "The donor has a lot of points and is afraid of causing trouble, so it is better to leave them to a poor monk for safekeeping."

As he spoke, he slowly moved forward, trying to shorten the distance between them.

However, Li Che remained motionless, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a sarcastic smile quietly bloomed.

He secretly thought that although this monk looked solemn in appearance and showed the humility of a Buddhist disciple in his words and deeds, there was an unspeakable greed and despicability in his heart.

Before him, he might have plundered the points of many first-level disciples, and now he dared to steal them from him!

Li Che sneered: "Does your Buddha know that you are stealing other people's points under his banner?"

The monk's face instantly became a little embarrassed, but he soon regained his hypocritical smile and tried to defend himself: "Buddha knew well the hardships of the poor monk's experience outside, and would definitely understand the poor monk's difficulties and help the poor monk. Accumulate merit.”

As he spoke, he took a step forward and raised the Demon-Conquering pestle in his hand. The golden light flashed, exuding an aura that should not be underestimated.

Seeing this, Li Che's expression became even more playful.

He pretended to suddenly realize it, with an expression on his face that he had finally seen it: "Xituchengshan Buddhist School? I have heard of it. Who in the first heaven does not know about the Xituchengshan Buddhist School? That place is said to be a den of wolves wearing cassocks, specializing in Doing things that go against Buddhist principles will already have a bad reputation.”

Hearing Li Che's straightforward and pungent comment, the monk's face turned from red to green, then from green to white, and finally turned livid.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes, like an enraged beast, ready to pounce on its prey at any time!

The monk sternly scolded: "The donor's words are wrong. The Buddhist family in Xitucheng Mountain is a holy place for spiritual practice. Your slander is actually a blasphemy against the pure place of Buddhism!"

Finished.

The monk slammed the magic pestle onto the ground!

The ground fell apart instantly.

The crack extended directly to Li Che's feet!

Li Che glanced down and just smiled lightly, his smile full of disdain and ridicule.

"If it is true as you say, then why are the disciples of the Xituchengshan Buddhist School always accused of bullying men, dominating women, and robbing property? Are these all misunderstandings? Or is it another way of practicing Buddhism?"

Although his voice was not high-pitched, every word was sonorous.

Word by word, directly attack the monk's spiritual defense line!

After saying that, Li Che suddenly realized and nodded: "So this is what people from the Buddhist sect in the West are like!"

"you!

I heard Li Che expose their hypocrisy mercilessly.

The monk's forehead veins popped out in anger, he gritted his teeth, and his body was trembling slightly with anger.

"You, you, you!"

What Li Che said was completely true.

The monk could no longer control his previous compassionate look, and completely revealed his animal side, with his fangs exposed!

He suddenly lifted the Demon-Conquering Pestle, and the golden light shone brightly, revealing his murderous intent, as if he was going to crush Li Che under his feet.

"The donor should take the initiative to hand over the points, otherwise the poor monk will replace the Buddha and educate you, a rebel who slanders Buddhism and disrespects Buddhism!"

In response, Li Che just sneered and refused mercilessly: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. You're just a clown. You're not qualified!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

"boom--"

The monk closed his eyes for an instant, and a burst of golden light suddenly erupted from his body, making it impossible to take his eyes away!

Two seconds later.

His eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were burning with fighting spirit. He seemed to have transformed into an ancient Buddha, with golden light surging all over his body, like a blazing sun, which made people unable to open their eyes.

His body suddenly expanded, and his muscles bulged. Each muscle contained shocking power.

The mantras he chanted became more and more rapid, and each word seemed to carry the power of creation, enough to change the color of the world.

In the air, countless golden runes emerged from thin air. They gathered together to form a huge vortex, as if connecting to another dimension of space!

Then, in the center of the vortex, golden Buddhist scriptures appeared one by one! ! !

They were suspended in the air, and every page turned was accompanied by a thunderous rumble, releasing destructive energy fluctuations! ! !

These Buddhist scriptures were like living things, spinning wildly, forming a golden storm, sweeping towards Li Che!

Wherever he passed, the grass and trees were burned, and the rocks were broken!

"Amitabha, don't be stubborn!"

The monk's voice echoed in the storm, like the announcement of the doomsday judge.

"You have no power to resist today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the energy in the storm escalated again.

The golden light became stronger and stronger, as if it would tear the entire space apart in the next moment and drown Li Che in endless destruction.

This scene was extremely terrifying.

It seemed that the monk would use all his strength in the next second to swallow Li Che directly!

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