Chapter 917: Two hundred and twenty one

Chapter 917 Chapter 221: The Buddha's Prostitution
"It seems that losing faith is not enough to make you give up your life, so add one more thing, sending your most cherished existence to hell, is it enough for you to die immediately?"
Like a devil's whisper, the message that had penetrated into the cochlea made Dongzhi suddenly awakened, and he suddenly thought of his sister.
If the people of the Klaho Temple who are respected as holy monks are such a hypocrite, can the inner virtue of the holy city be a clean and pure place?
There is always a glimmer of hope in the young man's heart. Maybe it's not the heavenly religion, or maybe it's just that Jiuda's deception is too clever. The saint should be the existence that is respected by thousands of believers.
Tang Luo, who was soaking in the hot spring, saw the black and thin boy's struggles. He really couldn't figure out how stupid the guy who still had illusions about the non-celestial religion at this time.
"Look forward to it, luck, escape. As long as you don't think about it, you can continue to lie to yourself, and allow your loved ones to go to and think that it is heaven. If there is a reunion day, how wonderful it would be!"
Pillow on a raised rock by the hot spring, the hoarse voice was harsh and sharp: "When I was reading ancient books, I read a travel blog. It was said that it was a Buddhist school called Brahmanism in ancient times. They opened wide. The temple also allows believers to make vows, and after the believers’ wishes are fulfilled, they are asked to send one of their daughters to the temple to pay the vows to the Buddha."
"In the ancient human race, spiritual skills were weakened, and the techniques were superficial, so physical cultivation was everywhere, but there was no clear and clear technique, so even the Zen martial artist could not achieve long-term abstinence. On the contrary, one by one was unhappy. Therefore, the teaching method of Brahmanism has attracted many practitioners to join in, and it has been rampant for a while."
"Some of these women have become double repair furnaces, some have become prostitutes at the temple gate, and more are arranged by the temple gate in the surrounding rooms, hung with colorful curtains, and sell flowers on the street. No matter who passes by As long as you are willing to pay a reward, you can play around at will. And all the money a woman receives will not eventually fall into her pocket, and the money will be taken away by the monastery. As a resource for practitioners, history says, The prostitution of the Buddha."
"I have always thought that the prostitution of the Buddha has become a legend only recorded in ancient books, but I don't want to see it again today. This is not a heavenly religion, and it is really eye-opening!"
As if inadvertently looking at Shang Dongzhi’s dull eyes, Tang Luo said calmly: "You said that once the selection of the saints is completed, they will be welcomed into the holy city by the guards. Guess where the current motorcade has gone. ?"
"Yeah!!!"
With a hysterical roar, the mad-like Dongzhi turned around and ran out of the hot spring mouth, rushing straight towards the Ned City.
But this is the plateau of the sacred mountain, not to mention the ice and snow, it is the extremely cold low temperature and his soaked clothes, and it will freeze into a lump in a few moments.
Shaking his head, Tang Luo rose from the hot spring, drained the spring water from his body slightly, then turned into a giant and spit out a new robe and put it on, Shi Shiran walked out of the spring.
A few tens of meters away, I saw Dongzhi who had been frozen into an ice sculpture, stepped forward, and shattered the ice with a snap of his finger, revealing the desperate young man inside.
"I can help you save my sister, but she has to do me a little favor, how about?"
The cold air took away most of Dongzhi's physical strength, and the shivering young man raised his head, his eyes flushed red, and he said with blood and tears: "You knew it a long time ago, didn't you!?"
"Heh." Tang Luo squatted down with a smile, looked down at the young man's eyes, and said with a smile: "Who is eager to send her to be a saint? I have given you other options, have you forgotten Huh?"
The biggest sorrow in life is that some of the people you once hated the most, after you have gone through the ups and downs of the world, you find that they are actually right.
And those moments when you think you are happy and happy, finally turn into regret and bite your heart.
Dongzhi hated himself very much at this time. Where was the courage that made him face the man in front of him. After rejecting all the proposals, he personally pushed his sister into the fire pit.
Grabbing Tang Luo's ankle, Dongzhi trembled and begged: "My lord, please, please save my sister, I will agree to everything."
If reasoning is useful, there will be no one who can make mistakes.
Tang Luo didn't bother to pay attention to Dongzhi's word-of-mouth promise, grabbed the opponent's back collar and kicked it lightly.
The strength turned into a circle and rushed through the snow, and the two soared to the sky and went straight to Ned
...
Su Kele, in the Gobi, drove straight to the holy city with the saint.
In addition to dozens of guards, there is also the guardian of Gunfansner of Krajo.
In addition to protecting the saint, the reason why he accompanied him was more to report to the non-Japanese emperor the news of Ke Lanta's death in Ned City.
But when he thought of facing Emperor Xiu Shi, he froze in his heart. He wanted to leave, but he knew he couldn't.
Ke Lunda was not the emperor, but also the temple host appointed by Emperor Xiu Shi to replace Juda, but under the eyes of the followers of Hyderabad, he was struck to death by thunder. The reason was that Ke Lunda angered the protector god.
This is what Gonfansina learned from the guards, but as the true core of the temple, he still doesn't know that the so-called guardian is a gimmick to deceive believers.
That so-called miracle is nothing more than a blindfold simulated by the evil spirits of Shura Dao, but Lei Ting cannot be faked, and Ke Lanta's cultivation base cannot be faked.
It must be Kelanda who pretended to be a thousand miles away and angered the unknown strong man, and then let the other party turn Kelanda into flying ash in front of thousands of believers in the temple, and one person could defeat thousands of miles with thunder. The peerless powerhouse, has enough strength to kill Ke Lun, who has first proved the Asura Dao, with one blow.
But even if Gonfansner said this, the arrogant Emperor Xiu would not believe it. In the eyes of the Great Asura King, he was the strongest warrior in the world. He would never believe that anyone could beat the road with thunder. Qianli, let alone believe that Ke Lanta would be easily killed.
So this job report is destined to be a hard job, and the only comfort is the beautiful snow lotus.
Thinking of this, Gonfansner felt fierce and stretched out his hand to attract the leader of the gods, and said: "Recently, there has been a bandit in the wasteland to commit crimes. The terrain next to Su Kele is very difficult and it is easy to set up ambush. To protect the saint's safety, you should go carefully. Check it out and make sure it's safe, then report it!"
The commander glanced at the huge Su Kele next door, and said: "Return to the protector, Su Kele Gobi stretches for dozens of miles, and the accompanying guards are limited. If you carefully investigate, will it delay the trip?"
"The saint Sanglu represents the minds of all the nobles and non-heavens in Hyderabad to the protector of the gods. Her safety is the most important thing in this trip. If there is a shortage of manpower, you will all go out to investigate and be protected by the protector alone. The saint is fine."
(End of this chapter)