Chapter 1503 Hypocritical World

Chapter 1503: Chapter 1503: Hypocritical World Chapter 1503: Chapter 1503: Hypocritical World Hypocrisy?

Abbot Jingxuan brought his palms together, smiled gently, and appeared somewhat solemn, with a light disdain for the secular world.

“Amithaba, don’t you think that I, the old monk, am more real than those truly hypocritical people?” Abbot Jingxuan chuckled.

Ning Chenxin paused slightly in astonishment.

Abbot Jingxuan continued, “Sects that kill each other for profit and look for noble excuses, aristocratic families that claim not to bully the weak but slaughter for the sake of opportunities, brothers who kill each other after seizing inheritance, or Sunset Dynasties where surface brothers plot behind each other’s backs for power—”

“Where is there not hypocrisy? These self-proclaimed righteous people always find excuses for their evil.”

“But they survive very well, walking at the peak of this world.”

“Those rogue cultivators who declare they lack talent or luck and fall into depravity for petty benefits, who make excuses every day without striving, doomed to remain at the bottom layer of the cultivation world all their lives, isn’t that also hypocrisy?”

Ning Chenxin found himself temporarily at a loss for words.

Usually adept at discussing the path, he was rendered speechless at this moment.

Because this was indeed the truth.

The cultivation world was comprised of one hypocritical world after another.

Over the years, Ning Chenxin had traveled far and wide and had grown accustomed to the hypocrisy, slaughter, and plunder.

“Do we, however, have to follow suit and become contaminated as well?” Ning Chenxin finally managed to express an idea not likely to be acknowledged by others after a long struggle.

When a blue lotus stands alone amidst mud, that lotus will be deemed dirty, and the mud seen as normal.

“You still don’t understand,” smiled Abbot Jingxuan lightly, hands together in prayer, “Everyone starts their cultivation with dreams of being a hero at the edge of the world, righteous and just. So why do they all become part of this hypocritical world?”

“The reasoning is simple, if one does not become a hypocrite, one would find it impossible to advance in this cultivation world or enhance one’s strength. When you can’t match others in strength, you can only watch in despair as others oppress or annihilate you and your loved ones, unable to do anything significant about it.”

At this moment, even Da Bei, who was suppressed beneath the golden bell, started to quiet down.

The other abbots, while reciting their scriptures, could distinctly feel that Da Bei was beginning to accept their will.

They couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

Ning Chenxin thought about his own journey, of the words his master had told him, and his initial aspirations, then slowly said, “So, how did the Buddhist Sect emerge from such filth to become a household name across the six worlds?”

Abbot Jingxuan was momentarily taken aback.

“Perhaps this path is difficult, but predecessors have walked it and cleared it. So why say that this path is unfeasible?”

The more he spoke, the clearer Ning Chenxin’s thoughts became, his eyes growing increasingly bright and pure.

“Just as you said, this is a hypocritical world, everyone is a hypocrite, but you are not necessarily as real as you claim.”

“Are you not just making an excuse to improve your strength? How are you any different from those hypocrites?”

Abbot Jingxuan’s serene, casual smile slowly faded.

Ning Chenxin looked toward the abbot, a trace of white light emanating from him, this stream of righteousness clashing with the Buddhist light released from the Eighteen Arhats and the golden Buddha in the main hall!

“The foundations laid during the inception of the Buddhist agreement might be ruined by your hands; will your hearts truly be at peace then? Or will you really comprehend the Buddhist Law and reach the other shore?”

In this quiet murmur, infused with righteousness,

Even the strands of Buddhist light seemed to acknowledge Ning Chenxin’s words, blending into this voice, reaching Abbot Jingxuan… and reaching the ears of Da Bei suppressed beneath the golden bell.

Under the bell, there was only a brief moment of stillness before the violent resistance resumed!

This time, there was no shouting; instead, a sense of sudden enlightenment wafted through the air.

This made the abbots reciting scriptures around him look visibly upset.

Abbot Jingxuan took a deep breath and brought his palms together, “Amitabha…”

Yet, the final word “Buddha” couldn’t be uttered no matter how hard he tried.

Consequently, he could do nothing but angrily give up by flinging his hands aside.

At that moment, Abbot Jingxuan’s gaze underwent a complete transformation, filled with chilling murderous intent.

The Buddhist light emanating from his body at this instant even contained threads of blood light.

This aura surpassed even the Divine Realm, reaching the Monarch God Realm!

Moreover, Abbot Jingxuan had likely endured the Fifth Level of Thunder Tribulation!

Under this oppressive force, Ning Chenxin’s eyes widened fiercely.

His Five Organs and Six Orifices shifted in that instant, immediately bordering on crushing.

It was an unbearable heavy pressure.

Compared to anyone Ning Chenxin had faced, this oppressive aura was much more intense!

Of course, excluding master and Senior Liu.

This mere aura alone left those in the Ancestral Realm utterly unable to resist even in the slightest, as if a slight gesture from the opponent would be enough to annihilate them!

Abbot Jingxuan stepped forward, his body radiating an intense bloody Buddhist light!

This blood-colored Buddhist light even spread throughout the entire Buddhist Sect domain!

Every abbot and monk within the domain knelt down, bringing their hands together.

The Pilgrims ascending the temple steps also knelt down everywhere, and then devoutly chanted, “Amitabha Buddha…”

Ning Chenxin uncontrollably fell to the ground.

His entire body was continuously oppressed by this aura.

This was no longer a matter of willpower.

A sheer disparity in absolute strength.

Even possessing unrivaled willpower, one couldn’t possibly stand here.

Abbot Jingxuan walked up to Ning Chenxin, looking down at him with lowered brows and spoke indifferently, “Now, see how you can implement your so-called righteousness. If you had agreed to the old man’s condition earlier, becoming the new Son of Buddha, would such an incident have occurred? Would you still lose your life here?”

Ning Chenxin clenched his teeth, enduring the severe pain in his body.

His bones cracked and shattered all over from the oppressive force!

Crackling sounds ensued!

“But now, you have no chance left, and I understand that a person like you can never be bought.” Abbot Jingxuan raised his hand and placed it on the back of Ning Chenxin, saying, “In your next life, I hope you can still pursue your so-called righteousness… However, with both soul and spirit extinguished, I suppose there is no next life, is there?”

As soon as he finished speaking…

A voice emanated from the void.

“I don’t know if he has a next life, but if this old fuck doesn’t lift that hand off, you can forget about keeping that hand.”

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