I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 914 - 915: Let Me Show You Reverse Enlightenment

Chapter 914: Chapter 915: Let Me Show You Reverse Enlightenment

“Dear visitor, who has just arrived, what are your impressions of the Buddhist sect?”

Monk Fadai asked with a smile. In his view, the young man in front of him was simply foolish; he hadn’t said much yet, and this fellow could ramble on endlessly about all sorts of things. Such people are either natural-born geniuses in learning Buddhism or fools who keenly wish to cling to the Buddhist sect. Naturally, he tended toward the latter, for where could geniuses be so easily found?

For such people, only a little guidance was needed to make them sink into the mire of the power of faith and become Buddhist followers within minutes, then under the tutelage of Master Wuhu, within minutes, become a devoted monk of the Western Continent.

“The Buddhist sect is very good; it’s just that there are a few nuns,”

Li Xiaobai said seriously.

“Amitabha, all things in the world have their causes. Indeed, there are more male disciples, and many female devotees cannot overcome the barrier in their hearts. The Buddha does not compel,”

Monk Fadai said slowly, bringing his hands together in prayer.

“Buddhist disciples also have somewhat less hair,”

Li Xiaobai continued.

“Amitabha, as it is said, ‘All the myriad afflictions are to be shed;’ this is a necessary step for our disciples,”

Monk Fadai replied, his gaze turning strange as he hadn’t expected the young man to bring up such foolish questions. It seemed he had overestimated him.

Li Xiaobai: “And they also can’t eat meat or drink alcohol.”

“Amitabha, well said, well said, patron. As disciples of the Buddhist sect, we must adhere to strict ethical standards and dare not step out of bounds,”

Monk Fadai hastily chanted a Buddhist phrase, making a repentant gesture.

“Master, this is where you are wrong. The Buddhist disciples have a transcendent nature, and what they seek is enlightenment and Buddhist essence, having reached the state where ‘a mountain is no longer seen as a mountain, and water is no longer seen as water.’ How could they cling to external appearances?”

“True disciples, as long as they harbor Buddha in their hearts, no matter what they do or where they are, remain disciples. As they say, ‘Although the wine and meat pass through the body, the Buddha remains seated in the heart.’ Monks should possess great courage, Master, you are attached to appearances!”

Li Xiaobai shook his head, his gaze revealing a trace of contempt for Monk Fadai, as if the latter were not a true Buddhist monk.

Seeing this, Monk Fadai was initially stunned, then his face turned slightly red, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes. He was a Buddhist monk with a significant standing in the temple, normally addressed respectfully as Monk Fadai. Yet today, he was being scorned by a junior in matters of Buddhist law, a situation completely unprecedented!

A mere brash youngling dared to insolently discuss Buddhist law with him?

Absolutely ridiculous!

“Amitabha, patron, there are rules in everything, and without rules, there is no order. Adhering to the ethical regulations of the Buddhist sect is an internal virtue for monks, not an attachment as you put it. If everyone were unrestrained, wouldn’t the world be in chaos?”

“Without rules, let alone the world, even my small piece of land would likely become chaotic,”

Monk Fadai still spoke cheerfully, although his voice had grown much colder.

“Master, even Buddhist disciples need the word ‘rules’ to confine them, living within framework only shows their spiritual cultivation has not yet attained perfection. How different, then, are such monks from us ordinary cultivators?”

“True monks, at their core, should be simple, utterly good, and genuine people, whose natural actions would never be excessive; every action is a natural moral standard. But according to you, Master, Buddhist disciples are no different from ordinary disciples outside, merely practicing different cultivation techniques; this is truly disappointing,”

Li Xiaobai shook his head and sighed.

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“It seems that the benefactor has a profound understanding of the Buddhist Sect and holds remarkable views. Given that, shall this humble monk make a fool of himself by demonstrating some Buddhist Law to you?”

Monk Fadai was about to explode with anger, being reprimanded in front of him, a high monk of the Buddhist Sect, this person truly had the audacity, with no restraint in his speech.

Li Xiaobai, “Master, please!”

“Amitabha, then this humble monk shall boldly recite a classic of the Buddhist Sect, the Six Syllable Mantra!”

“Om! (ōng)”

Monk Fadai’s gaze was cold. Without any preliminaries, he opened his mouth and the Six Syllable Mantra emerged, scattering a trace of Sanskrit sound in the void.

Monk Fadai’s cultivation level in Buddhist Law was even a shred stronger than that of Ming De and Ming Dao; not only did light descend into the void with each word he spoke, but his body also began to appear translucent, his flesh becoming crystal clear, and the organs within his body faintly visible.

The surrounding group of devout followers immediately showed fervent expressions; they sat down where they were, their gazes intensely fixed on Monk Fadai, their faces full of reverence.

Hu Meizi was also unsettled by this single word, her gaze slightly dazed. Fortunately, she had previously put Huazi into her mouth, and the drifting threads of smoke helped her regain consciousness immediately, recalling the scene with a trembling heart. Her pupils contracted with fear, realizing that just one word had almost made her lose herself. Without Huazi, she might have become one with those frenzied devotees surrounding her.

However, when she looked at Li Xiaobai, she was startled; he seemed unaffected as usual, his mouth not holding any Huazi yet entirely unaffected by the Six Syllable Mantra, which bewildered her. Could it be that he had the power to withstand the Power of Faith on his own and reached such a formidable level?

“Benefactor, do you find it comfortable to listen to?”

Monk Fadai, seeing Li Xiaobai unmoved, also showed a trace of solemnity; anyone who could withstand the first word without injury was definitely no ordinary being.

“It’s intermittent and not very pleasant, Master. You lack some finesse in trying to enlighten me. Recite the remaining five words together, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance.”

Li Xiaobai stood with his hands behind his back, speaking indifferently, the previously blank expression now gone.

“Very well, benefactor, listen to this humble monk!”

Monk Fadai’s expression changed, seeing the other’s demeanor. Even though he was foolish, he now understood, this person was pretending to be weak; the previous speech was just toying with him!

“Ma! (ma)”

“Ni! (nī)”

“Pad (bēi)”

“Me (mēi)”

“Hum (hōng)”

Monk Fadai did not hold back, reciting the five syllables in one breath, and with each syllable, multicolored lights kept descending in the void. Simultaneously, his physical body became even more ethereal. With each syllable, a corresponding organ lit up inside him, a circle of pale white light spread out, enveloping Li Xiaobai within it, wrapping him like a cocoon. This was the Power of Faith, of an exceedingly high purity, and any ordinary cultivator caught within it for a mere breath would have been enlightened.

“Benefactor, I had realized long ago that you were no ordinary person, and indeed you turned out to be a master. You managed to withstand the first word, proving your strength extraordinary, but this is Buddha Country. The Six Syllable Mantra, augmented here by the Power of Faith from within Buddha Country, means that even as a talented prodigy, it is impossible for you to withstand it!”

Monk Fadai sighed deeply, his eyes filled with indifference, the victory apparent. An outsider cultivator within the territory of Buddha Country has no chance of winning; this is monk territory, where every gesture is augmented by the Power of Faith, making it several times stronger than in the outside world.

But after a few breaths, he suddenly felt something wrong. Whiffs of smoke curled up from within the cocoon, lingering at the noses of those around.

In an instant, he felt refreshed, as if his organs were cleansed. Shock filled his heart: “What is this?”

From within the cocoon, a faint voice drifted out, “Master, your Buddhist Law is of no use at all to me; it does not stir anything within me, I even feel like laughing. Today, I will perform for you what Reverse Enlightenment is!”