Tang Pingyi opened his eyes and said nonsense: "My surname is not Tang, my name is He Harmony." ”

The old monk smiled: "No, I can smell the smell of your blood, it is definitely a blood relative of Xiuyuan, and you are still a devout follow-on disciple." ”

"Not really."

The old monk beckoned, and in Tang Ping's pocket, a lotus holy pattern flew out.

Tang Ping: ......

This lotus holy pattern was taken from Niu Blind, and it was used to attract hatred in the cursed group incident before, and this time I used it to think about whether it could be used to attract hatred.

But he definitely can't, said to the old monk who looked like a fanatical follower of the Afterlife Sect.

The old monk's face smiled like a lotus: "Come and be baptized, child, you will inherit your father's power and become the object of worship of the entire Afterlife Sect." ”

Things developed as Tang Ping had said before.

But Tang Ping was not happy at all, there is no lunch in the world, if there is only one Tang Xiuyuan here, it may be an inheritance, but with this old monk, it is a proper conspiracy.

"I've never been filial, I'm embarrassed to take his inheritance, master, I'll go first, goodbye."

Tang Ping and Xie Ji immediately turned around and ran away.

As for the simplified butterfly, it had already disappeared when the golden light came out of the secret room.

But the two of them had only run more than ten meters before they were grabbed back by the big golden hands, and it was the four golden-bodied muscle statues that were in their hands.

The strength and speed of these statues were terrifyingly powerful, and their defensive power was even stronger to the point where they could ignore Xie Ji's swordsmanship.

Xie Ji was caught in the statue's hand, and the reverse hammer swung out an afterimage, making a continuous dang sound, but the golden-bodied statue didn't even frown.

Tang Ping and the two were picked up and sent to the throne.

"I'll take you out." Tang He whispered.

Tang Ping stopped her: "Wait a minute, I want to see what this old bald donkey is playing, do you remember how Daddy's name came from." ”

"You mean ......"

"Well, probably from that time."

Tang Ping's father, Tang Xiuyuan, suffered from a serious illness shortly after he was born.

The Tang family searched for a famous doctor to no avail, and finally a medical professor who believed in the afterlife religion cured him, and the professor said that this child was related to the afterlife religion.

Since then, Tang Ping's father has changed his name to Tang Xiuyuan.

It is precisely because of this serious illness that Tang Xiuyuan has become the most martial arts master of the Tang family, and he can only collect weapons to have a good time.

Maybe from that time, Tang Xiuyuan had some involvement with the Afterlife Sect.

But there are many mysteries about what happened in between.

The old monk tied Xie Ji to the side and pressed Tang Ping on a lotus platform, on which golden chains grew, allowing Tang Ping to sit down cross-legged.

He comforted Tang Ping with kind eyebrows: "Don't worry, I will not hurt you and your friends in the next life, I just hope that you can inherit your father's mantle and don't let this inheritance be severed." ”

Tang Ping's expression was not flustered, he looked at the old monk curiously: "I have a question." ”

The old monk stretched out his hand very politely: "You may ask, the old monk knows everything." ”

"I've heard people say that the gods of the Afterlife Sect are all fake, so the Afterlife Cultists don't have divine powers, just some ordinary people with beliefs, but I think you're quite miraculous, is that person lying to me?"

The old monk retracted his hand, and his face gradually darkened.

"You...... That's right. ”

"Our gods are all fake, there is no Buddha and no Bodhisattva, and if you do good deeds, you will not be able to go to Elysium in your life, you will only become a pile of white bones."

Tang Ping interjected: "It should be ashes, and burial is forbidden now." ”

The old monk ignored Tang Ping's poor mouth, his emotions were completely invested, and there were even tears in the corners of his eyes: "There is a god in this world, so we should take it for granted that the Buddha we believe in is also really ......."

His eyes were misty, and he was lost in memory.

"I was shaved when I was five years old, and I dedicated my life to the teachings of the next life, participating in meditation and enlightenment, meditating and practicing, and understanding the truth......

When I was fifteen years old, I began to practice penance, eating what ordinary people did not eat and doing what ordinary people did not do.

Since I was twenty-five years old, I have been meditating every night and have never slept on my bed.

At the age of thirty-five, he entered the mountains to practice, ate and drank dew, and competed with monkeys for wild fruits for food......

By the time I was sixty-five years old, I had become a master in the eyes of the world, and I often opened the altar to preach the Fa and transform fools, and finally I was appointed as the great priest of the Afterlife Sect, and after that, I ......"

The old monk's expression became hideous: "After this, I know the truth!" ”

"The beliefs of the Triorthodox Christianity are all fake!"

"Do you know how desperate I am when my whole life of faith is denied?"

Tang Ping sighed.

He had no faith, so naturally he couldn't understand the feelings of the old monk.

But judging from the life described by the old monk, he can also empathize with it to some extent, if Tang Ping was deceived into doing this kind of thing all his life, he would have gone berserk after knowing the truth.

Tang Ping then asked, "Since the gods and Buddhas are all fake, where does your power come from?" ”

The old monk smiled: "The Buddha is fake, but the beliefs of the follow-upon believers all over the world are true, in the past, these beliefs were just scattered with fate, but I found a way to fix the faith." ”

The old monk waved his hand, and his face was full of confidence: "I want to use this true belief to create a real Buddha!" ”

He said it lightly, but in fact, this plan was secretly implemented for many years.

The old monk and a group of like-minded followers searched for suitable candidates, and finally selected Tang Xiuyuan, who was the only one suitable to carry faith among hundreds of thousands of infants.

Moreover, the Tang family already has a huge amount of energy, once Tang Xiuyuan becomes a living Buddha, their afterlife religion can really rise.

After selecting Tang Xiuyuan, they secretly revised the doctrine and fixed the beliefs of a large number of afterlife disciples on Tang Xiuyuan's body, and the power of faith gathered in Tang Xiuyuan's body.

The program started off well and went well.

According to their plan, Tang Xiuyuan will convert to the Afterlife Sect, and use all the Tang family's property to develop the sect.

But Tang Xiuyuan has two problems.

First, because of the ancestral teachings of the Tang family, no one in the Tang family has any faith, and the Afterlife Sect did everything they could to make Tang Xiuyuan a believer, and these disciples are ordinary people, and they have no way to force Tang Xiuyuan.

Second, Tang Xiuyuan's martial arts are insufficient.

Before it really developed, he died in Tang Town, causing the plan of the old monk and others to fall short.

However, after Tang Xiuyuan's death, the huge power of faith in his body exploded, forming a relatively independent space around him.

The old monk who has been following him has lived to the present with the help of that power, and to a certain extent, he can invoke the huge power of faith.

Tang Xiuyuan, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly stood up and walked towards Tang Ping.

"Come, accept your father's gift and become our living true Buddha in the afterlife!"

When he first met Tang Ping, the old monk found that Tang Ping was also the kind of physique that was easy to carry faith, and the most important thing was Tang Ping's martial virtues, which were sufficient at a glance.

As for Tang Ping's own wishes......

The old monk will not make the same mistake again, this time Tang Ping will not have the will of his own.