Word Killing

Chapter 250: Words of Killing

Qin Mu felt a sense of familiarity when he saw an acquaintance. He had been hanging out with the blind and the lame since he was a child. As far as he could remember, he had been learning all kinds of knowledge from the nine elders in the Disabled Village. It can be said that his childhood was very boring as he didn't even have a playmate.

Although he had only fought one round with Monk Mingxin, they were of the same age after all, so it was natural for him to feel some familiarity with him.

Monk Mingxin chanted a Buddhist prayer, suppressed his anger, and said with a smile: "You defeated me that day, but you may not be able to defeat me now. When I lost to you, I learned from my mistakes and corrected my weaknesses. How about another match?"

Qin Mu was surprised and asked, "You fixed the flaw in your throat?"

Monk Mingxin was very proud and said, "I was defeated by you last time because you cut my throat. I will never let you succeed this time!"

Qin Mu lost his voice and said, "Little monk Mingxin, how old are you to change the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra at random? With your current vision and knowledge, the more you change, the more mistakes and flaws you will find! Instead of changing it at random, why not ask Tathagata directly and let Tathagata teach you... Well, I also changed my skills at random, and my skills were changed beyond recognition by myself, so I can't blame you."

Qin Mu was embarrassed. He also modified his martial arts. He had modified the Tyrant Body Three Dan Gong more than once. He also merged the Dayu Tianmo Sutra with the Tyrant Body Three Dan Gong, solving the flaw on the left shoulder of the Tyrant Body Three Dan Gong.

He said that Monk Mingxin had changed his skills randomly. He was a big fool and laughed at another fool. Maybe Monk Mingxin really had erased the flaw in his throat.

Monk Mingxin was eager to make a move, and asked, "Then can you please teach me?"

Qin Mu was about to speak when an old monk suddenly said, "Disciple, don't be so presumptuous. This is the leader Qin of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Monk Mingxin was startled and asked in a lost voice: "When did you become the old devil of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Qin Mu sighed, "It's hard to go into detail about the details, and I don't want to, but I was pushed to the position of leader by others, and I have no choice but to be the leader."

He looked at the old monk who was speaking. It was none other than the old monk Jingming. This old monk was Mingxin's master. As his name suggests, he was very smart. Just now, he pointed out in a loud voice that Qin Mu was the demon leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect. In fact, it was not to remind Mingxin, but to tell all the monks present.

After he shouted, many monks who were studying the Hundred Dragons Picture looked at Qin Mu one after another, chanting Buddhist names, apparently finding it difficult to control themselves, unable to suppress the urge to exorcise demons.

Monk Mingxin said quickly, "Then you should withdraw quickly. Don't be a demon leader. It will kill people! There are many monks in our temple who hate evil and are used to killing demons. Every time they go out, they have to subdue a few demons to accumulate merit. You will be beaten to death! I will not compete with you. You should quickly get down the mountain and run for your life."

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I am a guest now. Old Tathagata is my senior brother, and he told me to stay in the temple. In this case, will they also be able to subdue demons?"

Monk Mingxin hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't say for sure. They will probably come to you to have a discussion and persuade you to mend your ways. If they can't win the argument, they will probably beat you to death."

Qin Mu was speechless, and sure enough, he saw several monks walking towards him.

"Amitabha!"

A monk was the first to challenge, clasping his hands together and saying, "Devil, do you dare to argue with me?"

Qin Mu asked: "Have you emptied all the four elements?"

The monk was slightly startled and shook his head, "No."

"Then what is the argument?"

Qin Mu laughed and said, "You haven't attained enlightenment yet. You have only six of the seven orifices open, but none of them. You are just a fake monk who can only show off his eloquence. Back off."

The monk was speechless, and another monk beside him said quickly: "Devil, I will tell you about truth, goodness and beauty..."

Qin Mu asked: "Are you Tathagata?"

The monk's face flushed, and he said, "I am not Tathagata yet..."

“You didn’t get the real word.”

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Tathagata is the real Tathagata, which means "real". You yourself are not real, and you still want to talk about truth, goodness and beauty? Step down, don't make a fool of yourself, wait until you have achieved it. Don't ask me to do what you can't do, don't be lenient with yourself and strict with others."

The monk was speechless. Another monk pointed his finger and a golden spring gushed out of the ground, with lotus flowers blooming. He said, "Buddhism says that Anuttara Samyaksambodhi, the highest enlightenment, is the highest wisdom..."

Qin Mu asked: "Have you attained the supreme wisdom?"

"I……"

"Stand back."

Another monk laughed and said, "The Demon Sect Leader is very eloquent. If you don't respond when I talk to you about Buddhist scriptures, then I will talk to you about worldly matters."

Qin Mu became interested and said, "Master, please don't talk for now. Let me ask you, if everyone practices Buddhism, does not work, does not marry, and has no children, will the human race become extinct after a hundred years? What grudges do people have against you? Why do you want to exterminate the human race?"

The monk was stunned and said, "That's not what I want to tell you. Your Tianmo Sect has committed many evil things. The magic in the sect is evil, and you use living people to practice..."

Qin Mu asked: "How about exterminating the human race?"

The monk's eyes widened, he suppressed his anger and shouted: "You and I are not talking about the same thing!"

Qin Mu said, "Then let's talk about one thing. I met a leader of the Tiansheng Church who used babies to practice martial arts, and I have killed him. Just now I saw a Buddhist temple at the foot of Mount Xumi raising strange beasts, feeding them with anesthetics mixed with blood and flesh to deceive the world. Where did the blood and flesh come from? Was it killing? I have dealt with the scum in my sect, and it's your turn. Go and destroy the temple and kill those monks."

The monk said angrily, "That's not what I'm talking about! I'm talking to you about the teachings! My Great Leiyin Temple has tens of thousands of Buddhist scriptures, and every one of them is enough to be passed down through the ages to teach people to be good!"

Qin Mu was surprised and said, "My own Buddhist sect is full of filth and has not been cleaned up. The monks in the temple are not kind. How can they teach others to be kind? Fools like to be teachers, but they can't do it themselves. Forget it, you talk about doctrines, I will tell you about doctrines. The way of saints is no different from the daily life of ordinary people. Can your Buddhist teachings be used by ordinary people in their daily lives? If they can't be used, they can only be recorded in books. What's the point? It's useless, it's better to burn it."

"You devil!"

The monk was furious and rushed over, shouting, "You have heretical ideas and want to burn Buddhist scriptures and destroy Buddhism at every turn. You are really a demon. I will fight you to the death!"

"Wait a minute."

Qin Mu raised his hand and said with a smile: "You want to kill me, let me ask you, does the Buddhist scriptures allow you to kill?"

The monk stopped, suppressed his anger, and said: "The Buddhist scriptures advise people to be kind and not to kill. But when facing the devil, the Buddha also has his moments of anger. The day will come when he will defeat the devil!"

Qin Mu asked: "Little grass, is it life?"

The monk said angrily, "Of course."

"Grass grows into seeds, and many of the seeds are food. Food is also life. Why do you want to eat life? You eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name every day, thinking about goodness, beauty, and truth, but you don't know how many lives you eat with one mouthful?"

Qin Mu said: "The older you get, the more lives you eat. How can you have the nerve to talk about Buddha's heart and kindness?"

He took out a flower seed from the Taotie bag, held it in his hand, and performed the Creation and Di Yuan Gong. He saw sprouts growing from the flower seed, and the sprouts grew, and the roots broke out of the shell. In a moment, a magical herb grew out of his hand. The magical herb was fresh and tender, and flower buds emerged. The flower buds trembled slightly, and the flowers bloomed, gorgeous and tempting.

"Is it beautiful?" Qin Mu asked.

The monk was a little obsessed and nodded, "Beautiful."

Qin Mu handed the flower to him and said, "Flower seeds are like grains, they are also beautiful lives. How much have you eaten? When will you repay them? If they have spirits and become demons, will they cry out that you ate millions of their kind? Have you thought about the countless wronged souls of flowers and plants surrounding you, waiting for you to pay for their lives day and night?"

The monk held the flower in his hands, his face becoming increasingly pale. He felt that the flower's beauty had turned hideous and terrifying, as if it was asking for his life. Suddenly, the monk sat cross-legged and wept, "I have eaten countless of your kind, my sins are too great to be forgiven! I wish to turn into a handful of ashes to feed you!"

After saying this, karmic fire ignited around the monk's body, and instantly burned his flesh to ashes. Although the karmic fire burned him to ashes, it did not burn the flower at all. The flower fell into the ashes, still bright and juicy.

"Dust returns to dust, and to dust returns to dust. Practicing Buddhism is useless in the end, and can only be used to plant flowers and provide fertilizer."

Qin Mu bent down, gathered the ashes together, planted the flower, and said, "Monk, you were useless all your life, but you are useful after death. This flower should grow well, it will produce many seeds and grow more flowers, you should be relieved if you know it in the afterlife. Your ashes are used as fertilizer, and although the flowers are not for the common people, it is no different from the daily use of the common people. Good, you and I are on the same path."

He stood up and looked around. Although he was a teenager, he had the bearing of a religious leader. He said leisurely, "Which other great monk would like to debate with me?"

There was silence all around.

Qin Mu's eyes met those of the solemn monks, who quickly avoided him and did not dare to meet his gaze.

Master Ma and the blind man were standing in the distance, chatting with the old monks. The blind man laughed and said, "If these monks don't kill Mu'er immediately if he stays in the Great Leiyin Temple, then in a few days, half of the monks in the Great Leiyin Temple will return to secular life, and a small half will become possessed. Those who are not possessed are all fake monks, who are even more powerful than Granny Si."

Suddenly, a monk shouted in a stern voice: "He is a demon! He is a demon from heaven! He is spreading evil words to confuse the people!"

Another monk shouted, "He used evil words to kill Brother Xinkong! We can't let this devil live, kill him and get rid of the devil!"

For a moment, the crowd was outraged and shouted to kill Qin Mu and eliminate the demon.

Qin Mu laughed loudly, and his laughter became louder and louder. Gradually, the shouting and killing sounds around him disappeared, and only Qin Mu's laughter continued.

The laughter gradually died down, and Qin Mu said in a sullen voice, "You want to argue about the Dharma, and I will argue with you about the Dharma. When I argue with you about the Dharma, you will argue with me about doctrines. Fine, let's talk about doctrines. When you can't argue with me, you will talk about killing. Fine, let's talk about killing again. You can't argue with me about killing, and now you want to kill me. Why are you still practicing Buddhism? Back off and return to secular life."

Some monks were at a loss, feeling empty in their hearts. After a while, some monks sighed, turned around and left, packed their bags and went down the mountain.

The other monks did not retreat and their faces were unfriendly.

Qin Mu shook his head and smiled, "You're going to have to fight in the end. If you had known this would happen, why would you have bothered to argue?"

He was greatly inspired, and looked around with a gleam of light in his eyes: "Who is coming to die?"