A magnificent temple appeared in front of it, with three large characters written on the plaque: Jade Buddha Temple!
The Jade Buddha Temple was closed, and a large number of believers were waiting outside. Suddenly, a huge, wild horse pulled a carriage and charged towards them. The crowd began to riot and fled.
The spirited horse arrived in front of the crowd, its hind legs suddenly pushing off, leaping several meters into the air, carrying the carriage with it, and crashing into the tightly closed temple gate.
Bang!
With a sudden stomp of its hooves, gleaming with crimson gold, the wooden gate crumbled as easily as if it were made of paper.
"hiss……"
The spirited horse landed on its hind legs, snorted to steady itself, and the carriage behind it drifted and came to a stop, leaving the monks in the temple completely bewildered.
Is this even possible?!
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Chapter 250: The Red Demon King
Compared to the other monks' shock, the abbot, with his long beard reaching his chest and eyes slightly open, approached the carriage, glanced at the spirited horse, and said kindly, "May I ask what brings you here, benefactor?"
His calm demeanor, coupled with his flowing beard, immediately gave the impression that he was a highly accomplished monk.
Xu Le lifted the curtain and stepped down, with Zhao Ling'er following closely behind him. When she saw the old monk, she looked puzzled, as his appearance seemed somewhat different from her own.
The old monk's hand holding the prayer beads suddenly paused. His eyes lowered, and when he looked down at the ground, a hint of fear flashed in them. When he raised his head, his expression became kind and benevolent again. He said, "You've come to offer incense, but we have some private matters to attend to at the temple today. Please come back another day."
Xu Le smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed at the air. True energy intertwined in the air and instantly transformed into a large hand that reached out to grab the old monk.
"What do you want to do, benefactor?" The old monk dodged the giant hand of true energy and retreated several steps before angrily questioning it, but the only response he received was the giant hand continuing to grab him.
After dodging several times, the old monk was also slightly exhausted. He raised the prayer beads in his hand while panting. A beam of Buddhist light emanated from a crystal-clear bead, which transformed into a light screen in front of the old monk and blocked the giant hand.
The old monk breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile, saying, "Please stop, benefactor. This humble monk will not hold it against you!"
"Stop? Little thing, you can come with me now!"
Xu Le slowly clenched his fist as he pressed his hand against the void, and his large hand, which was condensed with true energy, tightened as well.
Bang!
The Buddha's power passport shattered like broken glass, dispersing into countless pieces, while the old monk at the center was gripped by the powerful hand of true energy. Although he struggled and resisted incessantly, he could not stop it from tightening.
"Let go... let go..."
The old monk's voice changed from aged to childlike, and his body also changed, as if he had been rejuvenated, turning into a young monk with rosy cheeks, white teeth, and delicate features, matching the Buddhist beads in front of him.
After the old monk turned into a bald little monk, his mind seemed to regress as well. He cried and begged for mercy like a child, which softened Zhao Ling'er's heart. Just as she was about to ask her husband not to be so rough, she saw Xu Le release the little monk.
Xu Le looked down at the young monk. This was a Buddhist bead that had taken human form. Having lived for so many years, his mind was much deeper than that of an ordinary old man. During the many years he had controlled the Buddhist temple, he had caused many monks to be separated from their wives and children. Although he had not committed any acts of killing, he was by no means a person of pure heart.
Xu Le casually flicked his wrist, his true energy dispersing the little monk's form and transforming it into a bead which he caught in his hand. He asked softly, "Can you take me to the General's Tomb?"
His tone was calm yet authoritative, like an emperor asking a question; any disobedience would surely lead to death.
The young monk, being experienced, naturally understood the meaning and quickly replied, "Yes, Master!"
Zhao Ling'er, who was standing to the side, had never seen a talking bead before. She lightly touched it with her slender white fingers and listened to the little monk's flattering words, letting out a silvery laugh.
After Xu Le found out the location, he led Zhao Ling'er into the carriage. The spirited horse neighed and disappeared from everyone's sight in no time.
How did I get here?
"What happened? I've turned into a monk?"
After losing the guidance of the prayer beads, most of the monks in the temple regained their senses and remembered their previous actions of being controlled and abandoning their wives and children to become monks. They wept bitterly and supported each other as they returned to see their broken families.
……
Outside the General's Tomb, Buddhist beads emitted a warm Buddhist light, floating in the air to guide the way and open a portal to enter.
The dark underground chamber was filled with a damp atmosphere. Several small mice were startled away by their footsteps. Although Zhao Ling'er was a young girl, she did not have the fear that most girls have in this kind of environment. Instead, she was alert to the possible dangers around her.
Snap!
With a snap of his fingers, Xu Le produced a small but bright orange flame from the tip of his index finger. The flame dispelled the darkness and illuminated the moss-covered stone wall. The floor was covered with a dark red substance, likely left behind after the blood of a living being had congealed.
"Roar roar roar roar..."
Several hideous humanoid creatures rushed out of the darkness, and several water arrows imbued with the power of the earth flew out from behind Xu Le, killing the monsters one by one.
"Well done!"
Xu Le sighed softly and continued forward. After dealing with a group of ignorant zombies, he arrived at a huge pool of blood.
The blood pool gathered into a river of blood, with the skeletons of many creatures rising and falling within it. The blood mist above formed a dense fog that lingered and did not dissipate. Countless wronged souls struggled and wailed in the blood mist, demonstrating the man's bloodthirstiness.
In the center of the blood pool was a huge coffin, which was stained red with blood and its original material could no longer be seen. A continuous stream of blood energy was drawn into the coffin.
"Who dares to disturb the slumber of the Crimson Demon King!"
A hoarse sound came from inside the coffin, like a desert traveler who hadn't had water for a long time, or like someone constantly slicing glass with a blade, making one feel uneasy.
He is the minor boss in the first Legend of Sword and Fairy game, the Grand General of Fuyuan in the Sui Dynasty, and now a man-eating demon.
Snap!