bookbashuk Chapter 387 Six Major Evil Sects
Chapter 387 Six Major Evil Sects
"Are you alright?"
I walked over and asked.
"fine!"
Fatty Lin shook his head, glanced at the fallen Master Banma, and said to Long Nier, "Nier, plant the Gu in him, otherwise I won't feel at ease!"
"Um!"
Long Nier nodded and knelt down in front of Master Banma.
Upon seeing Long Nier approach, the usually docile Master Banma began to struggle.
"Behave yourself!"
Shen Yuehong exerted force with her foot, and Master Banma was immediately unable to move.
"I am the guru of Pema Zhachi. How dare you treat me like this! My Dorjees will not let you get away with this!"
As Long Nier approached, Master Banma excitedly shouted.
"Are you calling for your mother?"
Fatty Lin slapped him hard across the face and said to Long Nier, "Nier, ignore him, get the seed!"
Long Nier had no intention of stopping. She leaned down and gave Banma a cold smile, slapped him on the forehead, and then sprinkled some powder on his ears, eyes, and nose.
After sprinkling the liquid, Long Nier stood up and said, "That's enough. Should we kill him here?"
"Let me ask you first before I do it!"
As he spoke, Fatty Lin patted Master Banma on the shoulder and said, "I know a bit about your sect. I'll ask you questions, and you answer them. If you answer quickly, I'll let you die peacefully. Otherwise..."
Fatty Lin didn't elaborate, but those who understood would know what he meant.
"My Dorje will not let you get away with this!" Guru Padma gritted his teeth, showing no intention of cooperating whatsoever.
"Doggi the Fart!"
Fatty Lin chuckled and said, "You really think I know nothing about you guys?"
"Isn't Dorje a protector of the Dharma?"
"What the hell is this 'Banma Zha Chi'? Doesn't that just translate to 'Black Corpse Heavenly Mother'?"
"Your name is Padma, which means you are a Rinpoche, the one with the highest status. If you die, your subordinates might be quite happy, wouldn't they?"
"How did you know?" Master Banma was taken aback.
"My grandfather has dealt with your Black Corpse Heavenly Mother Sect!"
Fatty Lin scoffed and said, "Your sect is divided into six ranks from lowest to highest, right?"
"yes!"
Master Banma stared coldly at Fatty Lin, lost in thought.
"The lowest class is the Quda, also known as the Corpse Slave. They are laborers responsible for managing the charnel grounds and moving corpses. They are the candidates for human sacrifice. They may be alive today, but will become raw materials for corpse refining the next day."
"The second tier is Luo Zhuo, also known as the Soul Envoy. They are responsible for guarding the imprisoned vengeful spirits and have certain human rights. At least you don't have to worry about them becoming raw materials for corpse refining one day!"
"The third rank is called Tenzin, also known as Corpse Master. They are responsible for crafting magical artifacts and physical puppets. For example, the gold paint on that physical puppet outside was applied by them!"
"The fourth class is called Drolma or Dondrup, also known as Yin Messenger. They are divided into male and female categories and are specifically responsible for collecting Yang or Yin essence!"
"The fifth rank is what you just mentioned, Dorje. He belongs to the Dharma protectors, the core of the sect's military force, and the guru's personal bodyguard!"
"The sixth rank, that's you, my Guru Padma!"
With each thing Lin Pangzi said, Master Banma's face twitched. After he finished speaking, Master Banma said, "Since you already know, why are you asking me?"
"Why did I ask you that?"
Fatty Lin chuckled and said, "Generally speaking, a Dharma protector won't be too far from their master. A Dharma protector is the master's personal guard. The reason we haven't seen a Dharma protector yet is because you don't have one, or rather, you haven't cultivated one!"
"If I remember correctly, all members of your sect are required to form a blood pact with their guru!"
"Even in your condition, the Dharma protectors haven't appeared. What does that say? I don't need to say more!"
"Since you know so much about us, why are you asking me?" Master Banma said through gritted teeth.
"You know what I want to ask!" Fatty Lin said in a deep voice.
"I don't know!" said Guru Banma.
"You won't learn your lesson until you see the coffin!" Fatty Lin chuckled, turning to Long Nier and saying, "Nier, teach him a lesson, let him taste the pain of being devoured by Gu worms!"
"good!"
Long Nier nodded, made a hand gesture, and recited a few simple words. Master Banma gave an unnatural hum, and something began to wriggle under his skin.
"I don't understand what you're asking!" Banma said through gritted teeth.
"not understand?"
Fatty Lin scoffed and said, "I only heard stories about your lineage when I was a kid. Even when Xiao Ba discovered that physical body, I didn't think much of it!"
At this point, Fatty Lin shook his head and said, "No, it's not that I didn't think about it, it's that I couldn't recall it. After all, I was only a teenager when my grandfather told me these things!"
In the short time it took to say just those two sentences, tiny insects had already crawled out from under Banma's face.
Seeing the little bug, Fatty Lin grinned and asked, "Feeling good?"
"What exactly do you want to ask?" Master Banma asked, panting heavily.
"Shall I give you a heads-up?"
Fatty Lin stared at Master Banma.
Master Banma remained silent, only breathing heavily.
I'm also curious about what Fatty Lin wants to ask.
Judging from the current situation, it seems that this Guru Padma doesn't have many followers, or rather, all of his followers have become dead and turned into Buddhas of Bliss.
"I remember your Tantric Buddhism is like the demonic sects in novels, with so-called six major branches. You must know about the other five branches, right?"
Fatty Lin stared into Master Banma's eyes and asked.
"When you six branches escaped from the Great Snow Mountain, you weren't the only one who managed to escape and end up on Hong Kong Island, were you?"
Before Master Banma could answer, Fatty Lin spoke again.
"I don't understand what you're talking about!"
Master Banma said, enunciating each word clearly.
"don't know?"
Fatty Lin clicked his tongue and said, "We've come this far, and you're still pretending with me? You don't think I'm bluffing you, do you?"
"Let me think about it, let me think about it!"
As he spoke, Fatty Lin rubbed his temples. "Oh, by the way, you have a sect called Droma Chiba, which translates to Blood Lotus Joy Sect. It is said that this sect is regarded as evil by the Gelug and Sakya orthodox sects, and they are especially good at collecting the essence of young men and women to refine Blood Lotus Pills."
As Lin Pangzi spoke, he kept his eyes fixed on Master Banma.
Master Banma's mouth trembled with pain, but his eyes held an eerie calm as he waited for Fatty Lin to continue.
"There's another sect called Zha Chima, which translates to the 'Shrine Forest Ghost Mother Sect.' They specialize in refining female corpses, vengeful spirits, and unborn children, using the guise of a ghost mother's protection to perform evil magic!"
Fatty Lin continued, and Master Banma was still the same as before, trembling in pain while looking at Fatty Lin with a strange gaze.
"The third gate is called Dorje Tripa, also known as the Vajra Extermination Assembly, which emphasizes attaining enlightenment through killing!"
"The fourth sect is called Luo Zhuo Kongxing, also known as the Soul-Entering Kongxing Sect. They are skilled at possessing the bodies of living people to prolong their lives."
"The fifth gate is called Mahakala Chiba!"
"Damn it, shut up!"
After finishing the fifth door, Fatty Lin spat and swore.