Chapter 721: Shaolin Temple 3 - Internal Strife (3000 words, subscription requested)

Xiang Wentian's face darkened as he saw thousands of people below, all dressed in plain white garments, holding up mourning banners, sobbing and wailing as they made their way up the mountain.
On both sides, there were countless descendants of the Xie family supporting, and the entire Shao Shi Mountain was instantly filled with endless desolation and sorrow.
In my heart, there was a sudden movement. Love, it is indeed a play that I am performing with myself today. The person who was originally competing with me for business turned out to be this guy. At this moment, I no longer speak and directly look down below.
Liu Yu looked at these people, the commoners who were slowly approaching, and couldn't help but angrily say, "Are these the people who were killed after going crazy?"
"Mr. Liu has a discerning eye." Xie Yanke clasped his hands together, feeling delighted. He didn't expect these people to be unaware of their hidden secrets, which could be used to his advantage.
Pointing randomly below, he said, "These are just a drop in the ocean. In just three days, I found only this much."
Liu Yu's back felt a chill. The Xie family had little influence in Dengfeng. In three days, they definitely wouldn't have expanded much. Unexpectedly, they had found this much, which meant there would be even more they hadn't found yet. It was simply insane.
这可是平民，这般出手可是要引起朝堂和江湖的大战的，连忙问道：“此言当真？”
“事关族叔身死，在下岂敢戏言。”谢烟客拱了拱手，郑重地道。
In my heart, I also felt a bit lucky. I secretly monitored every move of Shaolin, but I didn't expect to overlook it for a day, and then news spread that a team of murderous elite monks had left Shaolin and disappeared.
Following some traces based on my own judgment, but lost the leads unexpectedly. I found many victims who are similar to our family's uncles, and then sorted out the whole sequence of events.
"What a righteous Shaolin Temple, truly wearing a hypocritical facade," Xiang Wentian said, looking in a certain direction, his words pronounced one by one.
Martial artists are prohibited from harming civilians, this is an iron rule and also the boundary between the martial world and the court. As the head of the righteous path, Shaolin has committed such an evil act, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave today," Xiang Wentian said.
"Amitabha Buddha, the verse of Kasyapa Buddha: all sentient beings are inherently pure, devoid of birth and extinction. This body and mind are like illusions, within the illusions there is no sin and merit." Feng Sheng's face was filled with compassion, and he spoke directly.
Although this matter can be explained, it is not appropriate to do so in this situation. Otherwise, not only the entire Shaolin Temple, but even the entire Zen sect will encounter serious problems. We can only withstand it.
Lou Yumin was taken aback and remembered what Ren Woxing had said to her, that there were issues with the martial arts of Shaolin Temple, or rather, with the Buddhist teachings of Zen.
This has led to significant issues with the entire martial arts of Zen Buddhism. Could it be that Shaolin Temple is constantly modifying their own techniques and conducting experiments?
Miao Di was both mysterious and awe-inspiring, and she immediately stepped forward and said, "All the sins and faults fall upon me, and all appearances are empty and illusory. If one sees that appearances are non-appearances, then one sees the Tathāgata."
"What a self-proclaimed genius! Today I finally see your true colors," Xiang Wentian disdainfully looked at the people in front of him.
When he really doesn't understand, there is no harm in saying whatever you want. What you see is fake. There are other reasons behind it, but I won't explain.
However, the direction remains unmoved, with an even greater compassion on his face. He directly says, "Amitabha, if you want to know the causes of past lives, look at what you are experiencing in this life. If you want to know the results of future lives, look at what you are doing in this life."
"Don't play dumb with me. Shaolin Temple has been so rebellious today, the culprit must be handed over," Xiang Wentian said impatiently.
In his heart, however, he felt a bit uneasy. These two people were playing dumb, but the monks seemed to have split into two factions."
One group of people had a calm aura, but their numbers were not large. Another group, on the other hand, consisted of individuals with intense murderous intent, their killing intent soaring to the sky. It was evident that they intended to directly take action.
Xie Yanke said directly, "The Buddhist teachings of Shaolin are profound, and I am deeply moved by them. However, the disciples of Shaolin who have committed evil deeds must be handed over and compensate the families of the victims."
Xiang Wentian couldn't help but look at Xie Yanke with some astonishment. He was feeling impulsive and almost made a big mistake, but this guy said what he wanted to say.
However, this is a deviation from what I originally designed. The proposed time is too early, and I'm afraid there will be major problems in the connection at that time.
But now the arrow is on the string, and I must shoot it. Otherwise, if this person takes action and I stand by, I fear I won't be able to face Miss Lou and it would be against the chivalry of the martial arts world.
The monk said, "Yes, we martial arts practitioners do not want to take sides, but we cannot condone evil deeds. Shaolin's actions are too cruel, they must hand over the killer and compensate the injured victims for their wounded hearts."
Xie Yanke looked at the other person with surprise, wondering if this guy was the tapeworm in his own stomach? How could he know what he wanted to say?
He also directly said, "As the leader of the righteous path, Shaolin must lead by example, otherwise how can they command the respect of the martial arts community?"
Lou Yumin's expression stabilized, and she was familiar with the words of these two people. It was taught by Ren Woxing, some words like "keyboard warrior". It seems that the encounter of these two people here is not a coincidence.
In a hurry, he looked around to find traces of the other party, but a trace of disappointment crossed his face, and the perfect atmosphere had no response at all.
……
Looking at the two people singing and drinking, there was a hint of bitterness on his face. He didn't expect this matter to escalate, and the other party actually found so many victims. It seems that Shaolin Temple is going to close again.
Startled for a moment, I saw a fleeting murderous intent on the face of my disciple, and couldn't help but sigh. Although this disciple had awakened from the abyss of hell, his inclination towards killing was indeed too strong.
Miaodan looked at her master ignoring her, and quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Master, for the millennium reputation of Shaolin, these people cannot be left alive."
However, in her heart, she secretly sighed. The abbot had not returned yet, the intelligence was still unclear, and the other side was so audacious. It might be better to act decisively and make a show of force.
Show them ruthlessness, and some followers will be afraid of retaliation and naturally shrink back, so the person in charge cannot form an overwhelming situation. Then everything will be much simpler.
"Amitabha, we have already committed great mistakes in our actions. If we raise our butcher's knife again, we may make the same mistake once more." However, the direction shook its head.
At present, the situation seems unfavorable, but it is obvious that the people from these two families have not arranged in advance. There must be a hidden move that hasn't appeared yet. If we act rashly, we may fall into the adversary's trap.
Myodeti's face changed, unexpectedly his own master's heart was so narrow-minded. Looking around, he saw a few people with compassionate expressions, while others seemed a bit sinister.
With a direct glint in his eyes and a pointing finger, the bodies of those several people froze, then he said directly, "Please take them away, Senior Fangyuan."
Direction did not expect things to turn out like this, and suddenly became anxious, but his meridians were sealed, rendering him unable to move at all.
Can only be swept by the corner of the eye, couldn't help but feel a bit cold, several monks who were familiar with themselves on weekdays were all subdued.
In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh in secret. I didn't expect my disciples to be invaded so deeply by the evil spirit. They never discussed matters in terms of Buddhism, but directly resorted to violence against me, which is really against the teachings of Buddha.
"Or should we wait-" Fangyuan paused, only getting halfway through his sentence.
Miaodi's expression turned cold as she stared at him, not saying a word.
Fangyuan couldn't help but sigh, forced to admit defeat by the other's gaze, and said directly, "Yes."
Then he silently activated his profound energy and, with the help of several neutral disciples, guided the other restrained individuals towards the outside.
Miao Di sighed with relief. At present, Shaolin will face a great peril, but these people have different opinions, and they are divided into three factions, which is really futile.
It's better to use a thunderous force to directly unify the opinions within the temple, so that everyone can work together and overcome any obstacles.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed that there were many confused martial monks behind me. I quickly stepped forward and shouted angrily, "What is your intention in finding these ignorant peasants and maliciously tarnishing the thousand years of my Shaolin Temple's reputation?"
Seeing this, Liu Yu was a little puzzled again. Could it be that the Xie family had falsely accused them? This possibility couldn't be ignored.
After all, Shaolin Temple is the ancestral place of Zen Buddhism, with a thousand years of impeccable reputation. If it is not upright, how can it dominate the martial arts world for hundreds of years.
He hurriedly said, "If all these people are local residents around Dengfeng and suffer such great pain, there must be a major conspiracy behind it. I hope the Zen master can thoroughly investigate and clear Shaolin of any suspicion."
"Both personal and physical evidence are present, but I never expected that Master Miaodi would dare to deny it. Truly shameless." Xiang Wentian looked at the scene in front of him with some amusement, never expecting that his disciple would usurp his position.
I'm worried in my heart, this guy acts so impulsively, and now the situation has suddenly become serious, I'm afraid there won't be much time left to delay.
"Hahaha, little Liu, did you really think that under the Buddhist teachings, everyone is virtuous? Haven't you heard that Buddhist Thangkas are made by writing scriptures or painting Buddha images on peeled human skin, widely spread to all directions?" Xie Yanke said directly.
He has a deep connection with Shaolin and is very knowledgeable about many dark aspects within Buddhist circles, effortlessly reciting various allusions and secret matters.
"Amitabha Buddha, the esoteric evil path, how dare you defame my Zen school." Miàodì's face changed and she directly reprimanded.
Upon seeing the situation, Xiang Wentian laughed and said, "I just came from the Qingyu Temple a few days ago. The Buddhist teachings there are profound, and they have many fleshly bodies of Buddha."
A fleshly body of Buddha is the remains of a living Buddha after their passing, which is treated and preserved by placing the ashes or body directly into a sitting vessel.
Three years later, the living Buddha in the tank will be examined. If his appearance remains lifelike and his body does not decay, they will then be molded into golden statues, becoming "corporeal Buddhas".
The crowd is not well-versed in Buddhist scriptures, but they still have some knowledge about this. Upon hearing this, curiosity aroused, and many people continued to stare at him.
"Mr. Zhang Jiun was passing by this place and happened to discover the dirty tricks inside." As Xiang Wentian felt the gaze of these people, he suddenly experienced the feeling of being a ninth-rate storyteller.
Again said, "Seal the living old monk and many spices in a jar, only to feed them with oil, emptying their bodies of impurities, achieving a flesh-body Buddha after death, in exchange for imperial rewards, squandering recklessly."