"An old monk?" As soon as Cui Rui saw this old monk, he walked out of the tower slowly, but his pace was not small, but he was not slow at all.

Cui Fan looked at the monkey on the old monk's shoulder again, and saw that the monkey's eyes flashed with a blue light, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The spirit of monkeys is close to that of humans, and the light of their eyes opens up the wisdom of humans. This monkey has obviously begun to develop human intelligence, but I don't know how old it is in terms of wisdom.

"Little donor, come here." The old monk walked out of the pagoda, stood on crutches at the entrance of the pagoda, and then beckoned to King Yang.

"Yes, Master!" The Yang Dynasty led the old monk Heshi, and then walked towards the pagoda.

Under the illumination of the night pearl, the light is also a little dim, and everyone's face is not very clear. But when Cui Yan saw this old monk, there seemed to be an extremely faint light on his body and face. If this light were in the daytime, it would certainly not be visible. But at night, it is faintly caught by the naked eye.

Capturing this kind of glimmer of light on the old monk that is not there if you don't look carefully, and if you look carefully, Cui Rui was suddenly shocked in his heart: "Old monk, you are actually a high-ranking monk!?" ”

"Monk?" At this time, King Yang walked to the old monk's side, and the old monk said, "How can you be a monk if you live in such a high tower?" ”

"The six roots of the body and mind are quiet, the troubles of ignorance have been broken, and the light on the body is complete, which is the proof of the Arhat Fruit!" Cui Rui said in surprise, "The Buddha fruit is difficult to prove for a thousand years, and it is rare for a Bodhisattva to come out in a hundred lifetimes, but the Arhat fruit can be achieved in one lifetime." I swear that I will not stand with my fellow Buddhists, but I didn't expect that tonight I would meet an arhat who is once in a century. Old monk, suffer death! ”

Hearing Cui Rui's words, King Yang was a little surprised: "I didn't expect the old-timer to be an arhat?" ”

Buddhist disciples, by listening to the Dharma, chanting and receiving precepts, and practicing are the shravaka fruits. And the one who is self-taught and understands the Dharma alone is the fruit of enlightenment. An arhat is the highest attainment in the practice of a living disciple, and he still lives in the world because his life span has not yet expired.

The fruit position higher than that of an arhat is a bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva is full of supernatural powers, ever-changing, and is the closest to the existence of the Buddha.

And the Buddha, that is the great freedom, the great perfection, the liberation of life and death, not subject to the six realms of reincarnation; A thought is not born, a moment is eternal, it is the fruit position that has reached the other side, it is immortal, it is perfect, eternal and free.

King Yang's master, Master Duguang, is only the fruit of Shengwen. But the old monk in front of him is an arhat, the highest existence among the living disciples of Buddhism.

Cui Yan slashed out his golden blade of transformation and killed the old monk directly.

Being able to kill an arhat that happens once in a hundred years is a great achievement on the road of demon cultivation for him Cui Rui; If he succeeds, it will undoubtedly make his strength soar, and he may even directly reach the realm of impacting the distraction period.

Therefore, his slash is an unbiased slash, and it is no longer the slash that slashes at King Yang.

Suddenly, King Yang only felt a fluctuation of evil thoughts, forming an invisible turbine, which pressed the old monk and King Yang aggressively under the incomparable sword light.

King Yang suffered Cui Rui's test slash just now, and he knew better than anyone how powerful Cui Rui's slash was. Seeing this knife slashing violently, King Yang was about to turn around and run away. I don't want the old monk to smile slightly, grabbed King Yang's hand, and instead of turning around and running away, he stepped forward to meet Cui Rui's slash.

"Huh?" Seeing that the old monk did not dodge, but walked towards his Mind Blade, Cui Wei was stunned, and immediately understood.

As the president of the Demon Heaven Troupe Branch of Po Corpse City, Cui Wei once led the disciples of the Demon Heaven Regiment of the branch to assassinate many monks in the monastery. If anyone cultivates to a profound great mage, and hears that the monks who are of the highest grade in the fruit position, they can't get close to them at all.

The great mages of Buddhism and the monks who have attained the highest level of the Buddha's enlightenment, their mindfulness is the same, and the deeper their cultivation, the purer their mindfulness is. The disciples of the Demon Heaven Troupe all took the route of evil thoughts, and as soon as they approached the archmage's side, they were immediately shocked by the archmage's righteous thoughts, and the evil thoughts did not move, and their mental power was suppressed so that they could not turn.

Seeing this old monk facing Cui Rui's slash, he walked up calmly, and the golden blade of thought was less than three feet in front of the old monk, and he froze still, as if he had been pulled by the rope, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

What shocked Cui Wei even more was that the more the old monk walked forward, his blade of transformation was suppressed to a buzzing sound, as if it had reached the limit, and it would explode at any time.

Compared with Cui Rui's shock, King Yang's mood was much more complicated. Drag the old monk to Cui Rui's blade of thoughts, are you afraid? Finding that the old monk sent it forward, but suppressed Cui Rui's Blade of Thoughts and was about to burst apart, are you surprised?

The old monk's tug was actually testing King Yang, and tempering his righteous thoughts in panic, tempering his confidence, and letting him experience the meditation exercises that are as immovable as Yue.

Buddhists all have the practice of meditation and meditation, that is, Zen Gong. The deeper the meditation work, the more distracting thoughts are eliminated, and the stronger the mindfulness becomes. The reason why the Buddha can not be born is because the Buddha's Zen skills have reached the moment of one thought, and the moment is the eternal wonderland. It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine what it is like to be without a thought. Closing your eyes, thinking about nothing, not having a single thought in your mind, and even stopping your breathing, is a state that is unimaginable and incomprehensible.

Seeing Cui Xuan's golden blade of thoughts, it made a struggling roar in the immobility, and the ensuing turbine of evil thought fluctuations was even more deformed and distorted by the old monk's righteous aura, and finally disappeared like a water injection.

King Yang felt the turbine of the fluctuation of evil thoughts, and it disappeared all at once, and his negative emotions were suddenly relieved, and he was extremely relaxed. The original positive energy and emotional thoughts in King Yang's body were restored, and his confidence suddenly returned, and he was fearless in the face of Cui Rui's slash again.

"Broken!" The old monk suddenly shouted, and rushed forward in one step, his eyebrows almost an inch away from Cui Rui's Blade of Thought.

The old monk suddenly approached, and the righteous thought aura on his body suddenly increased and increased, and suddenly forcibly pressed on Cui Rui's blade of thoughts. Suddenly, hearing the explosion of "Peng", Cui Rui's blade of thoughts, which was forged from five hundred Vajra-level thoughts, suddenly exploded, and Ding Yudang scattered like glass ice chips.

Each of these Vajra-level practical ideas emitted a faint golden light in the night like gold, which suddenly exploded and dispersed, and suddenly it was like a firework blooming, colorful and dazzling.

"Little benefactor, you have broken the blade of this demon's mind, and if you kill him now, it will be like killing an unarmed thug. Still stunned, let's shoot. The old monk suddenly bumped King Yang with his elbow and motioned for King Yang to shoot and kill Cui Shu.