Chapter 1504 Buddha's Wrath

The abbot was exposed to Dulan's thoughts and vomited blood. His face turned pale and his whole body trembled.

Dulan just looked at it. It was obvious that the abbot was still alive. Even if he vomited blood, his power would be greatly damaged. Xuanci suppressed the injury and closed his eyes as if to repent.

"Donor, since you know everything, the poor monk is not ready to quibble. He can be killed or scratched at will." "Amitabha."

"I'm not urging Yama to die. If you die, won't you die without any evidence? I won't kill you. In fact, I think your Shaolin Temple is really pitiful."

"..." The abbot was puzzled. How could Shaolin Temple be so pitiful? "Donor, if you say that I am not qualified to be the abbot of Shaolin, I will naturally admit it. I wonder why the benefactor said that Shaolin is pitiful?"

"Isn't it obvious? I've only heard about Beiqiao Fengnan Murong, but I haven't heard about any outstanding figures in Shaolin Temple who can lead the world and attract countless people to yearn for it."

"We Shaolin monks are monks, so we naturally don't need these false names." The abbot is still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf: "Besides, Beiqiao Peak is also a practitioner of our Shaolin Temple. How can we say that there are no people in the Shaolin Temple?"

Du Lan laughed: "Qiao Feng is practicing with hair, not a monk, I am talking about a monk character." "You said that your Shaolin is so powerful that no one dares to challenge you. Even if you provoke, if the other party is not strong enough Qiang was destroyed by your Shaolin as soon as he turned his head. Besides, the martial arts of Shaolin Temple are both internal and external, including boxing, palm skills, sword skills, sword skills, finger skills, claw skills, kick skills and even formation skills. It’s just because it’s so powerful that your Shaolin Temple can’t show off the power of martial arts, so you monks can only play supporting roles.”

...From what Dulan said, it seems that it is a sin for the Shaolin Temple to be too powerful. Xuanci didn't know what to say: "Donor, if you really want to punish the poor monk, the poor monk will never complain. Please let the Shaolin Temple go."

"You know what I'm going to do?"

"Donor, don't you want Shaolin to experience the hatred in the world, cut off the foundation of our Shaolin, let us monks like other martial arts people seek powerful martial arts everywhere, and resume the road of revitalization." Xuanci still has some wisdom, listening to Du From Lan's words, he probably guessed that Du Lan was going to take action against the Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple is too strong and needs to be weakened.

"Only by destroying the Shaolin Temple can the value of Shaolin be revealed. If we divide for a long time, we will unite, and if we unite for a long time, we will divide. What do you think of my plan?"

Terrible, evil, and unspeakable.

Xuanci just felt that Dulan was really not a good person, "What good would this do to the donor?"

"I want to see if your Shaolin can produce another figure like Bodhidharma. Besides, don't be so nervous. It's not like you have never experienced the destruction of Buddha. Since your predecessors can rise again, you should My juniors are somewhat confident.”

"Amitabha." The abbot was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat: "Donor, as long as you don't take action against Shaolin, the poor monk is willing to announce his crime. Although the poor monk's mistake will not be regretted even if he is killed, the Shaolin Temple is not guilty."

"It's possible that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. You, the abbot, have so many problems. Who can guarantee that the other monks will have no problems?" Du Lan saw that he had scared the abbot into a soft-footed shrimp, and thought that it was almost done: " Now you immediately order each of the Shaolin disciples to repent and write down their crimes and hand them over to me. If I am satisfied, I will let you Shaolin go. If not, hehe, I will bloodbath Shaolin and let you know what it feels like to destroy the Buddha."

Xuanci did not dare to neglect, and immediately asked all the monks in the temple to reflect on themselves and write down all the bad things they had done. They must not lie.

The first batch of content was a mess. Except for the abbot, few other monks were reflecting on it, and they only wrote about trivial matters.

"Rewrite." Dulan didn't want to know who dozed off in morning classes or wasted food. He wanted to know how many monks committed crimes in this Shaolin Temple.

After the second time, there were a little more things, such as stealing something or hiding wine and meat. But that's not all.

"Rewrite!"

The monks were tortured by the abbot, and they all wanted to know what happened to the abbot. The abbot is doing this for the safety of the entire Shaolin Temple. If you suffer, you can't talk about it, and you have to do it. He forces everyone to write it, and if they don't write it, they will be punished.

The monks were dumbfounded, thinking that they were being forced to admit their mistakes. Do they have to fabricate mistakes even if they are right? Besides, they all admitted their mistakes. Did they have to commit murder and set fire to be considered a mistake?

Do you want to fabricate some incidents of murder and arson? Some monks couldn't bear it anymore and were prepared to fabricate facts to get away with it.

He fabricated his own evidence and the sun came out from the west. Write about it, the smart monk turned himself into a heinous villain.

With all these things in Dulan's hands, it's obvious that many monks can't even tell lies. Who are they trying to fool? "Rewrite!" Du Lan said in his heart that no one really repented. These monks still want to become Buddhas? What to daydream about.

The monk quit, so they wanted to ask the abbot why it was so troublesome. If a small mistake doesn't count as a big mistake, does it count? So what mistakes do they have to make to qualify?

The abbot was so angry. If it weren't for the Shaolin Temple, he really didn't want to talk to these fools. They were too stupid: "Just write down your crimes honestly. Don't evade the important and don't exaggerate. I only want the facts. Do you understand the facts? ? If you continue to act like this, Shaolin will not be safe."

At this time, the solemn statue of Tathagata behind the abbot seemed to have opened its eyes and looked at the group of monks below, showing more majesty and anger.

The monks were scared and immediately told about the brothels, killing dogs and eating meat, drinking and fighting.

Even if they become monks, people cannot be sublimated, and they continue to commit small sins and big sins, especially the older they get, the more mistakes they make. On the other hand, young monks like Xu Zhu have not had the opportunity to make mistakes. The few times Xu Zhu confessed his mistakes were only small things like "learning external martial arts" and "distracted in class".

The old monks have basically committed all kinds of greed, ignorance and anger.

"Okay, okay, Shaolin Temple is great." Du Lan read these contents and seemed to become a judge: "Is this practicing Buddhism? Now I order you to take out all your money to build the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda. You are not allowed to hire workers. You monks will build it by yourselves. Go to the construction site with your bare chests. If you dare to disobey, I will kill you!"

As soon as the word "kill" fell, the Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Mingwang Buddha statues outside turned their heads and stared at the panicked monks. The Ten Thousand Buddhas were angry and the monks were terrified.

If the Buddha is alive, the most feared are these monks, because they are the most hypocritical group of people.

All the monks became construction workers, and they chose a piece of land in Shaoshi Mountain and started construction. When Dulan was playing the Zhenlong chess game, he had already decided to set up a super-strong level in the martial arts world, so that all the martial artists in the world could come to challenge it. Of course, there would be no reward even if they passed it. Dulan was very happy when he thought of the desperate expression of someone who had worked hard to pass the level and finally found out that there was no reward.

This time when he came to the monk temple, he had already planned to make these monks do hard labor and let them write a confession, which was just a pretext for his mission.

At this time, the Beggars' Gang was already at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, with a large number of Jianghu figures. They were going to hold a martial arts conference in Shaolin to reshuffle the martial arts landscape. This time, the Beggars' Gang came prepared. The new leader Zhuang Juxian was an unparalleled master who killed eleven Beggars' Gang masters before he took over. The Beggars' Gang led by him was aggressive.