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Looking at the group of ascetics on the ground, Qin Chuan’s feelings were complicated.

As far as he knew, the most common way of these people’s bitter cultivation was hunger strike.

He did not eat or drink for three to four days, and he persisted in chanting Sutras every day. If he really could not take it, he would drink a few mouthfuls of water and casually pluck the grass on the ground or the leaves from the trees to satisfy his hunger.

Those with better physiques could live up to 50 or 60 years old, while it was already very good for the weaker ones to live past 30 years old.

Apart from the ascetics at the bottom, the social class was also very large.

In the Buddha realm, the status of a Buddhist disciple was undoubtedly very high.

Their families were like emperors, receiving the worship of countless people.

The king would kneel down when he saw them, as if they were gods.

These Buddhist disciples had thousands of servants. If they could become one of them, their status would rise by several levels.

Countless people were trying their best to get in.

One of the main reasons was that they felt that by serving these Buddhist disciples, they could absorb their Buddhist Qi and speed up their own awakening.

Qin Chuan had already been in the Buddha realm for two to three days.

Here, he personally experienced what human suffering was.

He felt that even the backward civilization on the Blue Planet had a better social environment than here.

The social environment here was completely abnormal.

The outside world said that Buddhist cultivators were benevolent and saved people from suffering and difficulties.

Hehe! It was laughable.

In Buddhism, there was a saying about the eight abhijnas.

The so-called eight precepts included no killing, no stealing, no lustful desires, no nonsense, no drinking, no sleeping, no sitting on a high and Grand bed, no dressing up, no listening to songs and dances, and no eating.

However, the Buddhist cultivators that Qin Chuan had seen here had basically forgotten about this eight precepts.

Every day, he indulged himself in luxury.

He didn’t even know what kind of Buddha they cultivated.

Now, Qin Chuan thought of what was written in the book. The Buddhist realm was called the Pure Land of bliss.

This was a huge joke.

This wasn’t the Pureland of bliss, it was hell on earth.

The beautiful image of the Buddha realm was completely destroyed in Qin Chuan’s heart.

Of course, there were also good Buddhist cultivators.

However, they were only a very small number. It was difficult to change the situation by relying on them.

Anyway, the road was full of ordinary people who were on a hunger strike.

According to the locals, under normal circumstances, one could start cultivating at the age of three.

Qin Chuan wasn’t a great saint, but when he saw those children cultivating with their parents, he felt bitter in his heart.

Because the vast majority of the people were undergoing bitter cultivation, their children did not receive much nutrition from a young age.

The children here were all very small and many of them died young.

After going to so many planets in the Buddha realm, it was basically the same.

Qin Chuan really couldn’t stand it anymore.

Especially children.

This was because some time ago, MA Qingxue had given him good news that she was pregnant.

In the near future, Qin Chuan would be a father.

Therefore, he had mixed feelings when he saw these suffering children.

Qin Chuan had been thinking for the past two days. Since they had no hope of cultivating Buddhism, he might as well lead them to cultivate immortality.

However, the Buddhist thinking here was deeply rooted. And from his personal experience in the past few days, the people of the Buddhist realm were particularly not fond of immortal cultivators.

Especially Buddhist cultivators.

They gave Qin Chuan the feeling that they were their enemies.

When he thought about it this way, Qin Chuan felt that the two Buddhist disciples who had conversed at the entrance of the Buddhist realm’s passageway were especially good people.

But after all, the bad things were much better than the good. It would be quite difficult to spread the idea of immortal cultivation here, and it might even lead to a fatal disaster.

Therefore, Qin Chuan was in a dilemma.

On this day, Qin Chuan arrived on a planet.

The people living here were no different from those living in other places.

On both sides of the dilapidated road, there were people cultivating hard. Some of them were lying on the ground motionless, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.

While Qin Chuan was flying over a forest, he suddenly felt a different aura, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Thus, Qin Chuan stopped in mid-air and released his divine sense to cover the entire forest.

Soon, the panoramic view of the scene below appeared in his mind.

After reading it, Qin Chuan’s face suddenly sank, as if a volcano was about to erupt. It made people feel afraid.

His mood had changed so much because he couldn’t bear what was happening below.

There were a few villages in the forest below.

They were carrying out some kind of sacrifice.

He saw a group of young boys and girls, who were dressed up exquisitely, sitting at a large table. The people beside them held torches in their hands, chanting Sutras and dancing.

It was the same in every village.

And somewhere in the forest, there was a Palace.

Although the area of this Palace wasn’t large, and its style wasn’t as gorgeous as those in the immortal realm, it was still very different from the buildings in the Buddha realm.

There were two Buddhist cultivators in the palace.

The two Buddhist cultivators were huge, ten to twenty times larger than normal people. They were also very fat, weighing about ten tons.

From afar, it looked like a mountain of flesh.

They had no clothes on, and their white clothes were exposed to the air.

These two Buddhist cultivators had a group of servants waiting on them.

Servants worked together to carry a huge jar and put it in front of them.

The jar was two meters wide and five meters tall. It was huge.

The two Buddhist cultivators lay on their sides and stretched out their hands to grab the jar on the ground.

The huge jar didn’t seem that big in their hands.

He opened the lid and a special smell permeated the air. The smell of blood was the strongest.

The liquid in the jar was like fresh blood, making people feel uncomfortable.

The two Buddhist cultivators opened their mouths wide, and blood-red liquid rolled down from the jar.

They finished the whole jar of liquid very quickly.

They had not had enough, and their faces were filled with dissatisfaction.

“You guys go and get another jar.” They instructed the servants below.

“Yes!” The servants kneeled on the ground piously, not daring to say anything.

Then, a few servants carried the jar to a corner of the palace.

This was a room that led underground.

There were a few square wooden cages in front of the servants.

After the servants walked into the wooden cage, the wooden cage slowly moved down.

It was like an elevator, and it didn’t take long for them to arrive underground.

The space under the palace was larger than he had imagined. It was the size of seven or eight football fields.

In the middle area, there was a huge pool.

The water flowing in the pool looked like it was dyed red with blood, and the smell of blood was especially strong.

The liquid that the two Buddhist cultivators had just drunk came from this pool.

The pool was bubbling and giving off small wisps of steam.

Qin Chuan’s divine sense penetrated the pool and he could clearly see that there were countless bones and remains buried under it.

Judging from the size of these bones, they should all be from young children.

It was because of this that Qin Chuan had suddenly become extremely furious.

He felt that as long as it was a normal person who saw this scene, they would definitely feel the same way as him.

There were so many skeletons.

This pool had buried many young lives.

This could be seen from the conversations of The Villages at the scene of the sacrificial ceremony.

The children sitting at the large table were all sent here without exception.

When Qin Chuan saw this, he really couldn’t pretend that he didn’t see anything.

Looking at the group of ascetics on the ground, Qin Chuan’s feelings were complicated.

As far as he knew, the most common way of these people’s bitter cultivation was hunger strike.

He did not eat or drink for three to four days, and he persisted in chanting Sutras every day. If he really could not take it, he would drink a few mouthfuls of water and casually pluck the grass on the ground or the leaves from the trees to satisfy his hunger.

Those with better physiques could live up to 50 or 60 years old, while it was already very good for the weaker ones to live past 30 years old.

Apart from the ascetics at the bottom, the social class was also very large.

In the Buddha realm, the status of a Buddhist disciple was undoubtedly very high.

Their families were like emperors, receiving the worship of countless people.

The king would kneel down when he saw them, as if they were gods.

These Buddhist disciples had thousands of servants. If they could become one of them, their status would rise by several levels.

Countless people were trying their best to get in.

One of the main reasons was that they felt that by serving these Buddhist disciples, they could absorb their Buddhist Qi and speed up their own awakening.

Qin Chuan had already been in the Buddha realm for two to three days.

Here, he personally experienced what human suffering was.

He felt that even the backward civilization on the Blue Planet had a better social environment than here.

The social environment here was completely abnormal.

The outside world said that Buddhist cultivators were benevolent and saved people from suffering and difficulties.

Hehe! It was laughable.

In Buddhism, there was a saying about the eight abhijnas.

The so-called eight precepts included no killing, no stealing, no lustful desires, no nonsense, no drinking, no sleeping, no sitting on a high and Grand bed, no dressing up, no listening to songs and dances, and no eating.

However, the Buddhist cultivators that Qin Chuan had seen here had basically forgotten about this eight precepts.

Every day, he indulged himself in luxury.

He didn’t even know what kind of Buddha they cultivated.

Now, Qin Chuan thought of what was written in the book. The Buddhist realm was called the Pure Land of bliss.

This was a huge joke.

This wasn’t the Pureland of bliss, it was hell on earth.

The beautiful image of the Buddha realm was completely destroyed in Qin Chuan’s heart.

Of course, there were also good Buddhist cultivators.

However, they were only a very small number. It was difficult to change the situation by relying on them.

Anyway, the road was full of ordinary people who were on a hunger strike.

According to the locals, under normal circumstances, one could start cultivating at the age of three.

Qin Chuan wasn’t a great saint, but when he saw those children cultivating with their parents, he felt bitter in his heart.

Because the vast majority of the people were undergoing bitter cultivation, their children did not receive much nutrition from a young age.

The children here were all very small and many of them died young.

After going to so many planets in the Buddha realm, it was basically the same.

Qin Chuan really couldn’t stand it anymore.

Especially children.

This was because some time ago, MA Qingxue had given him good news that she was pregnant.

In the near future, Qin Chuan would be a father.

Therefore, he had mixed feelings when he saw these suffering children.

Qin Chuan had been thinking for the past two days. Since they had no hope of cultivating Buddhism, he might as well lead them to cultivate immortality.

However, the Buddhist thinking here was deeply rooted. And from his personal experience in the past few days, the people of the Buddhist realm were particularly not fond of immortal cultivators.

Especially Buddhist cultivators.

They gave Qin Chuan the feeling that they were their enemies.

When he thought about it this way, Qin Chuan felt that the two Buddhist disciples who had conversed at the entrance of the Buddhist realm’s passageway were especially good people.

But after all, the bad things were much better than the good. It would be quite difficult to spread the idea of immortal cultivation here, and it might even lead to a fatal disaster.

Therefore, Qin Chuan was in a dilemma.

On this day, Qin Chuan arrived on a planet.

The people living here were no different from those living in other places.

On both sides of the dilapidated road, there were people cultivating hard. Some of them were lying on the ground motionless, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.

While Qin Chuan was flying over a forest, he suddenly felt a different aura, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Thus, Qin Chuan stopped in mid-air and released his divine sense to cover the entire forest.

Soon, the panoramic view of the scene below appeared in his mind.

After reading it, Qin Chuan’s face suddenly sank, as if a volcano was about to erupt. It made people feel afraid.

His mood had changed so much because he couldn’t bear what was happening below.

There were a few villages in the forest below.

They were carrying out some kind of sacrifice.

He saw a group of young boys and girls, who were dressed up exquisitely, sitting at a large table. The people beside them held torches in their hands, chanting Sutras and dancing.

It was the same in every village.

And somewhere in the forest, there was a Palace.

Although the area of this Palace wasn’t large, and its style wasn’t as gorgeous as those in the immortal realm, it was still very different from the buildings in the Buddha realm.

There were two Buddhist cultivators in the palace.

The two Buddhist cultivators were huge, ten to twenty times larger than normal people. They were also very fat, weighing about ten tons.

From afar, it looked like a mountain of flesh.

They had no clothes on, and their white clothes were exposed to the air.

These two Buddhist cultivators had a group of servants waiting on them.

Servants worked together to carry a huge jar and put it in front of them.

The jar was two meters wide and five meters tall. It was huge.

The two Buddhist cultivators lay on their sides and stretched out their hands to grab the jar on the ground.

The huge jar didn’t seem that big in their hands.

He opened the lid and a special smell permeated the air. The smell of blood was the strongest.

The liquid in the jar was like fresh blood, making people feel uncomfortable.

The two Buddhist cultivators opened their mouths wide, and blood-red liquid rolled down from the jar.

They finished the whole jar of liquid very quickly.

They had not had enough, and their faces were filled with dissatisfaction.

“You guys go and get another jar.” They instructed the servants below.

“Yes!” The servants kneeled on the ground piously, not daring to say anything.

Then, a few servants carried the jar to a corner of the palace.

This was a room that led underground.

There were a few square wooden cages in front of the servants.

After the servants walked into the wooden cage, the wooden cage slowly moved down.

It was like an elevator, and it didn’t take long for them to arrive underground.

The space under the palace was larger than he had imagined. It was the size of seven or eight football fields.

In the middle area, there was a huge pool.

The water flowing in the pool looked like it was dyed red with blood, and the smell of blood was especially strong.

The liquid that the two Buddhist cultivators had just drunk came from this pool.

The pool was bubbling and giving off small wisps of steam.

Qin Chuan’s divine sense penetrated the pool and he could clearly see that there were countless bones and remains buried under it.

Judging from the size of these bones, they should all be from young children.

It was because of this that Qin Chuan had suddenly become extremely furious.

He felt that as long as it was a normal person who saw this scene, they would definitely feel the same way as him.

There were so many skeletons.

This pool had buried many young lives.

This could be seen from the conversations of The Villages at the scene of the sacrificial ceremony.

The children sitting at the large table were all sent here without exception.

When Qin Chuan saw this, he really couldn’t pretend that he didn’t see anything.