Su Ying shook his head and sighed, and Ji Luoling on the side hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and motioned for him to hurry up and flee for his life.

However, Su Ying was not in a hurry, and he was not afraid at all.

"What a pity?"

Wuchen saw that Su Ying was different from other monks, and when other monks saw him, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, which one was not in a hurry to run for his life?

However, Su Ying was not only not afraid, but even reasoned with him.

"It's a pity, with the qualifications of Senior Brother Wuchen, if you have a complete scripture, let alone a great sage, even if you are a Bodhisattva Arhat, you can cultivate it. ”

Su Ying smiled slightly, glanced at Wuchen up and down, and said softly: "The Lotus Hua Miaofa Sutra has twenty-eight products, talking about the sound of sound, Yuanjue, and the Miaosan refuge. If my prediction is correct, you must have taken a shortcut, causing your own mind to be missing, and then you have entered the devil's path. ”

"Falsehood!"

Although Wuchen's heart was shaken, he was a high-ranking monk after all, how could he be disturbed by Su Ying's words, so he said: "You, junior, you have such a big mouth, you dare to call me senior brother, if my expectations are not bad, you are the Holy Sect Su Ying." Hehe, even if your aunt shoots the Buddha, you have to call me senior brother respectfully, you dare to call me senior brother?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Su Ying smiled and said: "As the so-called equality of all beings, since the Zen master has cultivated the Buddhist scriptures, he must also know that there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, right?"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Wuchen heard the words and sneered: "Although the Buddha is not the first master of Buddhism, but if you talk about the scriptures, you know everything, you say that there is a sequence of hearing the Tao, is it possible that you also understand the Buddha?"

Su Ying smiled slightly and said, "I can't talk about it, but I know a little bit about the Myoho-renge-kyo in your temple." ”

"Know a little bit about it?"

Wuchen sneered: "Then you say a paragraph for the Buddha to hear, if you are right, the Buddha will spare your life, otherwise you will either enter my door or go to the West Heaven Bliss!"

"The Zen master is really angry. ”

Su Ying smiled, and then said, "Then Zen master, listen well, what I am talking about is the twenty-fifth product of the Myoho-renge-kyo. ”

"At that time, in all the pure light and solemn country, there was a bodhisattva named Miaoyin, who had long planted all the virtues and offered to the immeasurable hundreds of billions of Buddhas, and who had attained profound wisdom, and attained the great samadhi of the wonderful temple, the samadhi of the Lotus Buddha, the samadhi of pure virtue, the samadhi of the drama of the king, the samadhi of no cause, the samadhi of wisdom, the samadhi of the language of all sentient beings, the samadhi of all merits, the samadhi of pure samadhi, the samadhi of supernatural powers, the samadhi of the majestic king, the samadhi of pure light, the samadhi of pure storage, the samadhi of the uncommon, the samadhi of the sun, the samadhi of the sun, and the samadhi of the Ganges sand. ”

After speaking, Su Ying stopped abruptly.

Then look at Dustless.

I saw him standing in place, first listening quietly, then shocked in his heart, and then his color changed greatly, and he looked at Su Ying with an incredible face.

“....... The great samadhi of the Wisdom Torch, the Solemn King Samadhi, the Pure Light Samadhi, the Pure Tibetan Samadhi, the Uncommon Samadhi, the Sun-Spiral Samadhi, and the Ganges Sands, etc. I see. ”

Wuchen clasped his hands together and muttered to himself, and saw a golden light buzzing around him, and there was a chanting sound like a flood bell in his body.

"Senior Brother Su, what is he doing?" asked Ji Luoling with a nervous expression.

"Enlightenment. ”

Ji Luoling thought about it, looked at Wuchen again, and then pulled Su Ying's sleeve, and whispered, "Then why don't we leave now?"

Su Ying shook his head.

After a long time, Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, the golden light around his body was hidden, he looked at Su Ying, and there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes: "Good, good, thank you for teaching the Dharma, so that my Buddha nature finally overpowered the demon nature." ”

At this moment, his temperament changed greatly, and he was extraordinary, and he once again returned to the appearance of thousands of ghosts, Buddhas, and ghost monks who had just spent time in the City of Ten Thousand Ghosts and Buddhas.

"Senior Brother Wuchen is polite. ”

Su Ying smiled: "You believe me this time, right?"

"Naturally, there is no doubt about it. ”

Wuchen clasped his hands together again, and then said with a smile: "I also invite the two poor monks to go to Fahua Temple, and then the poor monks will sit with Senior Brother Su and discuss Buddhism." What do you think?"

Su Ying shook his head slightly: "I still have to go to the Demon God Temple, Senior Brother Wuchen, if you still want to listen to the follow-up Myoho-renge-kyo, you can go to the Holy Sect to find me when you have time." ”

"I want to hear it, and I want to hear it. ”

Wuchen smiled and said, "The Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra is the supreme supreme scripture of my Buddhism, where did Senior Brother Su find it?"

When Su Ying saw him like this, he immediately noticed that something was wrong, and couldn't help frowning: "I have been familiar with this scripture since I was a child, and I later remembered it in my heart. Not only the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, the Diamond Sutra, and the Immeasurable Sutra, but I know all of them. ”

When Wuchen heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Wonderful, wonderful." Since this is the case, Senior Brother Su had to go back with the poor monk. ”

"You monk is so uninteresting. When people told you the scriptures, instead of being grateful, you asked me to go to the temple with you. What kind of heart do you have?"

Ji Luoling on the side crossed his waist, pointed at Wuchen and scolded: "I see that you are not a high-ranking monk at all, but a dead thief!"

Wuchen stood in place, unmoved by Ji Luoling's scolding, his temperament was dusty, and he didn't seem to be contaminated with any mundane things, just heard him smile and said: "It is also good for the poor monk to invite the two to Fahua Temple." Senior Brother Su, what do you think?"

As he spoke, the momentum around him secretly locked the void around Su Ying and Ji Luoling, making them unable to move.

"Senior Brother Wuchen, you're forcing me!" Su Ying said in a deep voice, the mana around him surged, directly shattering the lock of Wuchen, and then took a step forward, staring at him tightly and said: "I have offended countless masters of the Holy Land, why do you think I can still stand here and talk to you......?"

"Oh, do you have any means to repel me?" Wuchen asked with a smile, unfazed by Su Ying's threat.

"Then I can't blame me!"

Su Ying smiled slightly, and then looked up to the sky and shouted: "Gu Tianxing!

"Stop, stop!"

Wuchen's face was shocked, feeling the breath of the void above Su Ying's head, and suddenly his body slid back, instantly pulling away hundreds of miles, he stood in mid-air, his expression moved slightly, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Su, you have successfully aroused my interest, and I will be entangled with the little monk in this life." But if you want to summon Gu Tianxing's true body, how can the little monk fall for you?

As he spoke, he disappeared directly into the depths of the void.

Su Ying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the white-clothed monk had run away, and asked Ji Luoling, "Why does this monk like to transform people so much?"

Ji Luoling thought for a while and said with a smile: "Their Fahua Temple was destroyed overnight, and he naturally wanted to recreate the glory of Fahua Temple again, so when he saw one, he had to save one, but many monks who were forcibly captured by him were tortured to death by him within three days." ”

"It turns out that he has a mouth, I thought he ate with his ass. Xiao Qiang pondered on the side.

"Are your injuries alright?" asked Su Ying.

Ji Luoling shook his head slowly, and then said viciously: "This dead bald donkey dares to hurt me, and when I go back, I will ask my father to cut off his head!"

(End of chapter)