Time was rushed, and soon three days passed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Early in the morning of this day, before the morning class was finished, a disciple of the Supervision Hall came to report to the Shinra monk, and the foreign monk came to the mountain gate.

It can be seen that the monk Shenluo stopped the morning class, and while arranging for his disciples to inform the head of the sect, Shenxiu Monk and the elders, he took Du Xuan and Jia Luo over first, striving to occupy the best position.

Although the name of the True Buddha Temple is Buddha, it is actually the alienation of Shura, and the name of the Buddha is actually a true demon, and its nature is extremely belligerent. Therefore, very quickly, Monk Shenxiu came to the mountain gate with a group of elders and disciples.

"Who is coming? Report your name! The mountain gate of the True Buddha Temple is important, and it is forbidden to trespass!" Monk Shenxiu, the head of the True Buddha Temple, gestured, and a tall and majestic Dharma protector disciple stepped forward and asked.

"The poor monk Dharma name Jin Bo, and your temple is the same as the Buddha lineage, today to come, not for anything else, just to ask the master in the temple to teach Buddhism!" "Jin Bo monk is not in a hurry, step by step forward, the gold ring on the tin staff in his hand, jingle bells, crisp and pleasant, refreshing, people listen to it, very comfortable, not at all feel harsh and noisy.

"Ask for the Dharma, how can the Dharma be passed on lightly?" the disciple of the True Buddha Temple snorted coldly and said again, "If you really seek advice, you should return to the bottom of the mountain, and on the three thousand steps of the mountain gate, bow your head step by step to show your sincerity." ”

"I've already walked up, and then I'm going down the mountain, but it's also troublesome!" Monk Jin Bo was not angry at all, his face was still extremely kind, with a smile, "The Dharma is not passed on lightly, I naturally know it, since this is the case, I will first say a paragraph of my Dharma, thinking that it is exchange!"

While speaking, Monk Jin Bo had already come to the front of the mountain gate of the True Buddha Temple, and in front of him were the disciples of the True Buddha Temple who were blocking the way. He didn't force his way through, but sat down cross-legged before them. Then, with the Buddhist gate Vajra Tianlong chanting, a scripture was recited.

Du Xuan had never heard of this specific scripture, but when he heard its meaning, it was refuge, tempering, and the like. Monk Jia Luo has been in Buddhism for a long time, but he quietly passed on the voice to Du Xuan, "This is the secret transmission of Buddhism, the "Shura Ming King Sutra" that once turned into a line of Shura, it seems that this is planning to rely on the secret transmission of Buddhism to receive the real Buddha Temple without blood!"

"Is the success rate high?" Du Xuan asked when he heard this.

"It shouldn't be small!" Monk Jia Luo replied immediately, "With this scripture, coupled with the technique of Buddhism Pudu and the method of Zen singing, if Monk Jin Bo is a real immortal, he has a lot to do!"

"Then why didn't you expect this layer in the first place, you came much earlier than him. If you act first, wouldn't there be no business for him?" Du Xuan asked again.

Hearing this, Monk Jia Luo couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, and said secretly in his heart, if I have done it like this, how can you question me now? However, at this moment, the situation is stronger than people, and people are under the eaves, but he has to answer, "Although I have some understanding of the "Shura Ming King Sutra", but I don't, this is the scriptures that can only be learned by the main vein of Buddhism. ”

"I see!" Du Xuan nodded secretly.

At this moment, in this moment, the disciples of the True Buddha Temple, who had asked and stopped Monk Jin Bo and had a very tough attitude, actually sat down cross-legged, with a solemn and solemn face, and also spoke, following the rhythm of Monk Jin Bo, and recited the "Shura Ming King Sutra".

In an instant, the sound of Zen chanting rose again, and the sound waves became more and more powerful.

Du Xuan and Jia Luo didn't feel anything unusual because they weren't Shura, but when they saw that the Shinra monk in front of them trembled, the rest of the ordinary disciples, one by one, as if they had poured dominoes, sat down cross-legged one by one, followed the chanting, and couldn't bear it in disguise, so they sat down cross-legged and filled up the numbers.

"Kill him!"

The head of the True Buddha Temple, Shenxiu Monk, did not expect such a short period of effort, the disciples below their own Jindan, the whole army was wiped out, it was the Jindan real person, and they also fell one by one, and took refuge under the Jinbo monk's seat, only they are the masters of the gods, and they can bear it, but it is also very uncomfortable, it seems that as long as you sit down and are weird, you can enjoy great happiness and great freedom. If it weren't for the fact that they all rolled out of the pile of intrigues and tricks over the years, I'm afraid they might not be able to compete.

He knew very well that the further this scripture went, the greater the number of converts, the more powerful it became, so he did not dare to let it continue, and immediately made a decision and launched an attack.

As soon as the Shenxiu monk made a move, it was Indra's ability to take care of the house, one claw was raised in the air, the nails were sharp, like a sword, the bone joints were solid and powerful, full of tyrannical power, and the void was held, and a ravine appeared out of thin air, as if it could easily scratch a world.

Those spatial cracks, ravines and ravines, seemed to be an extension of the claw power of the Shenxiu monk, and between the distortion and extension of the void, there was not the slightest deviation, pointing directly at the Jin Bo monk sitting cross-legged on the ground.

In addition to the Shenxiu monks, Shendi, Shenhai, Shenwu, and Shenchong 、...... More than a dozen elders present, including Shenluo, all took action, each showed his mastery, and each showed his divine weapons, and killed the Golden Bodhisattva monk.

The scriptures in the mouth of the monk Jin Bo kept chanting, but the heavenly spirit above his head was opened, and a golden light rushed into the air, dragging a relic the size of a bowl.

The relics shine brightly, manifesting a wheel of light, with six holes on it, rotating endlessly.

In an instant, the void was distorted, and the attacks of the gods of the True Buddha Temple such as the Shenxiu monk deviated from their original trajectory one after another, and they each fell into the hollows of the manifestation of the relics of the Golden Bodhisattva monk. Those who used supernatural powers were fine, but those who used magic weapons were distressed, because they were all the hard work of their years of sacrifice.

However, soon they were no longer distressed, because the tin staff in the hand of the monk Jin Bo rose into the air, swept around, swept out a vast sea of suffering, and drowned them. At this moment, the eight sufferings of the world are no longer just words, but have become real embodied forces.

"If you take refuge, you will be freed from the sea of suffering, you will be saved from perdition, and you will be exalted to bliss!"

That is, at that time, the minds of a group of True Buddha Temple masters resounded with such words, grandiose, majestic but gentle, modest, unconsciously, two True Buddha Temple elders shook their hearts and chose to take refuge. In an instant, the sea of suffering outside the body was gone, and the body and mind were refreshed, and then, naturally, they also began to recite the "Shura Ming King Sutra".

"Master, please ask the master to come out, this man is too powerful, he must be an immortal, and we can't beat him!" At this time, because of Du Xuan's prohibition, the self-conscious Shinra monk felt that he couldn't delay it, and at this time, he didn't want to ask Du Xuan, but he made a decision and made a suggestion.

Hearing this, Monk Shenxiu was also stunned, and when it was, he crushed a talisman he was carrying. (To be continued.) )