Qi Nian looked at Jun Mo's empty sleeves and said: "You were cut off by Liu Bai, which is equivalent to being stuck in the world, now you, what you need most is the compassion of my Buddha, so you will stay away from Chang'an and come here, in this case, why do you still resist, why don't you really take refuge in my Buddha?"

Jun Mo looked at the mountain peak in front of the field, the mountain was only two hundred miles away, and it was already extremely close, so it seemed more and more majestic, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "How to convert?"

Qi Nian looked at the bloody iron sword in his hand and said, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

"There are statues of Buddhas, there are statues of corpses, there are gold-cast ritual vessels, there are skulls inlaid with silver, there are prayer beads around the necks of monks, and ears are tied around the necks of nobles, this is not a Buddha country, it is hell, and there are no living Buddhas here, only evil ghosts. ”

Jun Mo retracted his gaze, looked at him expressionlessly and said: If you really want to become a Buddha and don't get rid of you real evil ghosts, how can you become a Buddha? Since you want to kill you, how can you put down the butcher's knife? In the human world or put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha on the spot, but here, picking up the butcher's knife is the way to become a Buddha. ”

Qi Nian was silent for a long time, then looked at the ragged serfs and said, "Do you really think that you can leave with these people on your own?"

Jun Mo said: "I originally wanted to take these people to build a road to the ground, although the cliff is high, but if it is cultivated from generation to generation, it can always be repaired, but now I feel that the time is a little urgent, so I changed my method, since I can't get out, take them to the mountain to see the scenery first." ”

There are many mountains in the underworld, but there is only one real mountain, and that is the Pranya Mountain, which is reflecting the morning light in everyone's sight at this time, and it is full of light.

That mountain is the remains of the Buddha, and what Jun Mo wants to do is to take millions of serfs like ghosts in the underground world. Go wild on the remains of the Buddha and enjoy the sun and warmth.

Qi Nian raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a faint anger, and shouted: "Hugh self-deception!

Jun Mo stood in front of thousands of serfs. "Open your eyes!" and see how many people there are!"

Qi Nian laughed angrily and said, "Do you expect to rely on these people to mess with my Buddha Kingdom? Don't forget that these ignorant people are like ants. How can you fly?"

Jun Mo said with a cold expression: "More than twenty years ago, you once said in the wasteland that there were flying ants who listened to the first lecture and flew in the light. Now you want to erase even your own thoughts?"

Qi Nian's chest was slightly tight, and his Zen heart suddenly became restless, and he said, "These people are guilty. So stupid. ”

Jun Mo said: "Do you know why the Buddha made a precept back then. It is strictly forbidden for the monks in the monastery to teach them the knowledge of writing, let alone to study the Dharma?"

Qi Nian was silent, because including him, the senior monks of all generations have not figured out this problem, and it is understandable not to pass on written knowledge, but let these sinners practice Buddhism, wouldn't it make their faith more devout?

"Seven thoughts. Your faith is not as strong as you think, and the millions of serfs in the underground world, picking any old woman out of the world, are a hundred times stronger than you in this regard. ”

Jun Mo shouted: "Because you are literate, because you practice Buddhism, practicing this kind of thing, the more you cultivate, the more suspicious you become, and you don't doubt it, so cultivators will eventually doubt the Tao, and Buddha cultivators will naturally doubt Buddha!"

Qi Nian's face was pale, and the back of the monk's robe was wet with sweat, and he gradually became uneasy.

Jun Mo looked into his eyes and said: "The Buddha knows very well that only truly ignorant people can have truly firm faith, so he does not allow you disciples to teach the Dharma of the people of the underground world, what he wants is that these people are ignorant and stupid, only in this way can he create the Western Elysium, and then become an idiot so confident that he dares to want to trap Haotian." You say these people are stupid because they are guilty? Bastard! Their stupidity is the sin of your Buddha!"

Qi Nian wanted to say something, but Jun Mo didn't give him a chance, and continued: "In addition, the Buddha strictly forbids you to teach them the knowledge of the Dharma, because he is afraid! If everyone wakes up and everyone becomes a Buddha, then how can he maintain this evil Elysium? ”

There are thousands of serfs standing behind Jun Mo, it seems that they have not changed from before, they are still ragged, dirty, and some of them are even hungry, but if you look closely, you can find that their eyes are still calm, but they are no longer as numb as before, and have become alive - human eyes are used to see freedom, looking for freedom, and they will be alive, as if there is life, that is real life.

During the year of the serf rebellion, in addition to fighting everywhere, or avoiding encirclement and suppression, one of the things that took the most time was to study, at the beginning, Jun Mo taught the herdsmen of the tribe on the cliff to read, and then those herdsmen became teachers, teaching other peers to read, they had never been in contact with knowledge or civilization, once they began to contact, they seemed so hungry and thirsty, and began to grow at an unimaginable speed.

Qiye looked into the eyes of those serfs and knew that Jun Mo was not lying.

Thinking of the effort and spirit that Jun Mo had put in in this process, he was a little incomprehensible, and asked, "Why do you have so much malice towards the Buddha and the Buddha?"

It is impossible to give such a great deal of effort unless there is a deep malice.

"Why are you malicious? ”

Jun Mo said: "I hate monks and Buddhist temples the most in my life, you don't do anything in the world, you specialize in defrauding those poor people's gold and silver treasures, and even more so here, how hateful? How can I not be disgusted? Of course, what those priests of the Daomen do is no different from you. ”

Qiye thought silently, the disadvantages of Buddhism, Taoism is also even heavier, since you know this, why do you want to put more disgust on Buddhism?

"Because the Daomen have never concealed their purpose, what the priests in the Xiling Temple want is to rule the world, what they want is power and wealth, to satisfy all kinds of desires, even if they will hang a layer of benevolent love, but they hang very casually, and there is no way to deceive more people. ”

Jun Mo said: "Buddhism is different, you hang a higher guise, the drama is better, and the archway is too big." The deception is deeper, and I look even more unpleasant. ”

Qiye said: "This is the difference between a real villain and a hypocrite?"

"It's the difference between a robber and a thief. ”

Jun Mo's words directly reduced the noble Buddhism and Taoism two sects directly to the dust, and then he looked at the serfs around him. "Of course, here you have both. ”

Qiye said: "There are also countless brothers and sisters in our sect who have worked hard in the world, kept the precepts, and were not greedy or angry. With compassion, don't you see that?"

Jun Mo looked at the giant peak in the distance, and laughed: "Qing rules and precepts? Look at the male thieves and female prostitutes in your temple, and the illegitimate children of the mountain." Are you embarrassed to talk about this?"

Qiye said: "Master Qishan is the first bloodline of the previous generation, what do you think?"

Jun Mo said: "The master's true virtue is not hindered, so he left the Hanging Temple when he was a teenager. Do you want to use the master to put gold on the Buddha statue in the Hanging Temple? Do you still have a face for the Buddha statue?"

In his opinion. Buddhism is full of hypocritical bald donkeys, just like Qi Nian did back then, with a compassionate look, bullying the elder brother and being benevolent, and setting up a killing situation in the Rotten Ke Temple, how shameless.

Back then, Jun Mo used an iron sword to cut seven thoughts, first asking the gentleman if he could be bullied and then drinking the gentleman should be a square chess. With the square iron sword in his hand, he cut off the Dharma body outside the body of Qi Nian, today in front of the Hanging Temple, in the Buddha Kingdom, he used words as a sword, and cut Qi Nian's face was pale and miserable, why?

Because he is in possession.

If you are reasonable, you can travel all over the world, whether it is an alley or a road, you can do it.

Qi Nian has practiced closed-mouth meditation for nearly 20 years, and he is not good at debating, and he was stabbed in the deepest part of his Zen heart by Jun Mo's words.

If you can't argue, you can only fight.

Qi Nian stretched out a finger towards Jun Mo on the meadow, pointing to the autumn wind, and drew a circle seemingly randomly, and behind his head, there was an extra circle, emitting endless Buddha light.

He withdrew his fingers, held it quietly in front of his chest, and his body began to emit Buddha light, the monk's robe fluttered lightly, and the lines on the edge of his body strangely expanded into the air, instantly becoming countless times larger.

Another Seven Thoughts appeared in the wilderness, his face was full of anger, his eyebrows were raised like a sword, and his eyes were thunderous, as if he could suppress all the evil in the world, it was his outer Dharma body: King Fudongming!

First out of the harmony of the Buddha's mind, and then please outside the body of the Dharma, but the casting of the seven thoughts still did not stop, only to see the Dharma body of the King of Fudo Ming stretched out his right palm in the air, slightly bent the index finger, it is the Buddha's mantra mudra!

He practiced closed-mouth meditation, and he didn't need to speak the Buddha's words, so his own Buddha's words resounded between heaven and earth!

In the voice of the Buddha's words, the mountain-like Dharma body of the immovable King of Ming used his handprints to Jun Mo.

The mudras are still like mountains.

Mountains and mountains are stacked on top of each other, endlessly, which is the wonderful meaning of Prajna.

Qi Nian really deserves to be a strong Buddha sect, walking in the world, and making a move is a triple supernatural realm!

For this strong enemy, even Jun Mo also looked solemn.

How did you break this triple supernatural power?

Just like when he faced those monks and soldiers on the battlefield before, Jun Mo drew his sword.

He still only made one sword.

This does not mean that Jun Mo despises Qi Nian and regards him as of the same level as those monks.

Previously, only one sword was used because one sword was sufficient.

Now he only has one sword, because only one sword is enough.

Jun Mo's seemingly simple sword actually encompasses all of his cultivation realms.

Simple, so strong.

The wide and straight iron sword rose up through the autumn wind and pierced the big handprint of the King of Fudo.

The statue of King Ming is like a mountain, and the handprint is also like a mountain, casting a large shadow in the wilderness, and the iron sword in Jun Mo's hand looks like an inconspicuous wooden thorn in comparison.

The thin wooden thorns supported the palm that fell from the sky.

The wooden thorns even pierced the palm.

No matter how strong and sturdy the palm is, once the fine wood thorns enter the flesh, it will inevitably be very painful.

The iron sword pierced into the handprint of the Fudo King.

Qiye's face was slightly pale, and blood gradually flowed out from his palms.

(To be continued)