"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! I don't know why this master blocked the way out of the poor road? When Lichen heard the Buddha's name, he immediately turned around. www.biquge.info I saw an old monk in a yellow monk's robe walking over with a string of Bodhi prayer beads in one hand and a golden bowl in the other.

The old monk has long eyebrows and cheeks, and his beard and hair are all white, and he looks like a compassionate and good-looking man. A pair of eyes with no sorrow or joy, just staring at the dust. Lichen couldn't help but wonder - when did he offend this monk? Come here to find the difference!

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! My Buddha is merciful, and the old man saw that the Taoist friend had a fate with my Buddhism, and he came to spend a time with you." The old monk's treasure statue was solemn and full of compassion, but the words he could say almost made the dust fall down.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The poor road has its own three clear and wonderful methods, which can transcend the sea of suffering. If you ask yourself if you have no chance with the Buddha, you don't bother the master. The master is still destined to become a real Buddhist, and the poor road is one step ahead, and he will come to ask for advice another day, okay? After returning the salute, his face became gloomy. It seems that there are still masters in Buddhism! I can even count my today's affairs, and I can stay here and wait for the rabbit. Obviously, I was prepared, and the comer was not good!

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! Why should Taoist friends be persistent, you must know that the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. If Taoist friends can take refuge in the Three Jewels, Western Bliss will have its own door to purity. Why are Taoist friends so obsessed? When you know the Dharma...... "The old monk chattered endlessly."

Lichen left with a heart, but this monk was chattering here, blocking his way out, of course Lichen knew what the other party had in mind, it was nothing more than delaying time!

"If you want to take refuge in the Three Jewels of the Poor Dao, then first ask the Five Thunder Fa of the Poor Dao!" You're not welcome, pinching your fingers is a trick. A thunderbolt slashed down on the old monk's head.

"Amitabha!" The old monk was obviously prepared, and just when the dust drove the thunder to fall, the golden bowl was slightly raised. The thunder was completely absorbed by the golden light emitted by the golden bowl.

"How many Five Elements Divine Thunder can you receive?" Lichen was obviously unprepared to take down the other party so easily. If you don't have the slightest ability, how dare you block your way again.

"Boom, boom, boom~" The thunder continued, and the thunder landed non-stop. The old monk obviously didn't expect that the Five Thunder Righteous Fa would be so powerful in the hands of the dust. Seeing that inside the golden bowl, the golden light gradually disappeared from being consumed by the Five Elements Divine Thunder. Hurriedly holding a golden bowl to resist the thunder and lightning. While blessing and holding the Bodhi prayer beads, he spat out the six-character Daming mantra and said: "Om, well, what, horn, Mi, huh!" ”

One word at a time, with each sound, a part of the rosary will light up. The six-character mantra is praised. The old monk threw the rosary in his hand into the golden bowl, and the golden bowl was blessed by the mana of the Bodhi rosary, and it was immediately golden. It turned into a huge circle of light and surrounded the dust. Sleepy but not hurt, but the dust is firmly dragged here.

Obviously, the old monk has grasped the lifeblood of Chen, and let Chen have suffering. Even if the dust comes out today, and he comes to him tomorrow, he can also excuse "Buddhism has no intention of hurting Taoist friends". If the dust is chasing after him, he will fall into notoriety. A good means of ending!

"Old monk, it seems that you are going to die today!" Lichen is now really on fire, and the monk in front of him obviously wants to drag Lichen and prevent his soul from returning to its place. Maybe it's more of Buddhism. Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have competed with each other, and now they are fighting for their own heads. Do you really think that he is a soft persimmon?

While pinching the sword trick in his hand, Lichen began to summon the peachwood magic sword thousands of miles away, and at the same time, he continued to use the power of thunder to frantically reduce the blessing golden light of the Buddha on the golden bowl. When the golden light is gone, let this old monk destroy people.

Just when the dust summoned the magic sword, in the Guizhou Xuanguang Divisive, the peachwood magic sword that was originally left on the dust and flesh suddenly trembled violently, and then rose to the sky, turning into a streamer and disappearing in an instant. Originally, he was still his master, and Diyun Lingzi was so anxious that he immediately exclaimed in shock: "Ah! Master, is he in danger? ”

The peachwood magic sword can fly much faster than dust, and thousands of miles come in an instant. I saw a streamer of light falling from the sky and shooting rapidly towards the dust. The dust is settled. Immediately stopped the Five Thunder Method, and the sword technique of both hands changed, and the streamer stopped, revealing his original shape. It is the ancestral treasure of Xuanguang Guandi - the peach wood magic sword

Holding the magic sword, Lichen said to the old monk again: "Monk, take back the golden bowl and apologize!" How about letting you go? ”

The old monk's mana cultivation is not high, and he relies on nothing more than two Buddha treasures. But the light of the Buddha loomed. Apparently a man of merit. If it weren't for the careful dust, he really thought that the other party was just an ordinary old monk, and he would cut it down with a sword, and the old monk would have no luck. But now the dust deity has no merit in his body. When the time comes, there will be boundless karma and sinful debts, and the dust will wait for everything to go wrong, and bad luck will be riddled with bad luck!

If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to get into trouble.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the Dharma is boundless, there are three bodhisattvas in the west, which can be described as an immortal arhat fruit, and Taoist friends have deep cultivation merits, why don't you join me and participate in the world-honored practice of Bodhi fruit, how about it?" The old monk did not change his face in the face of the threat of dust, but persuaded him to become a monk again.

"The old monk is not crazy, is he really not afraid of death? It's really dead! The kind that is in the dust. After decades of practice, I'm afraid I can't prove the Western Luo Han Guo! Lichen was deeply annoyed by the persuasion in front of him, and the monk who couldn't be killed.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, what joy is the old man's life, and what is the fear of death?" When the old monk heard Chen's threat, not only was he not annoyed or afraid, but he looked relieved. The treasure statue held up the golden bowl with one hand in a dignified manner, but left without leaving the dust, sat upright on the ground, and sang the Buddha's revelation: "May this merit be used to solemnize the Buddha's pure land." Report the four graces, and the three hardships will be helped. If there is a person who has seen or heard, he has developed bodhichitta. Do your best to repay yourself and live together in the Land of Bliss. ”

"Then the poor road should be seen, do you really have a Bodhi relic?" The dust is really out of time, the sword trick together, with the Five Thunder Method, hit the golden bowl, with the blessing of the Peach Wood Sword Purple Thunder, the Five Thunder Method is much more powerful than before. After a few loud bangs, the golden bowl couldn't stand it, but it was not that the golden bowl was destroyed, but that the old monk vomited blood.

"Natal Treasure!" Lichen was surprised, this was the first time he had seen a cultivator have a natal magic weapon, and he didn't know where this old monk was sacred, and he actually had such a thing with him.

The golden bowl is not destroyed, the dust and the soul can't get out, the golden bowl is destroyed, the old monk will die immediately, and when the time comes, the bad karma of killing the Taoist monks will naturally be counted on the dust, and the capital under the Buddhism is not small!

"What about karma? Can't you still be killed by the poor road? The dust was disgusted, and the golden light suddenly rose and cut straight at the old monk's head.