"Boom!"

Mental power hit the head of the big bald head, the big bald head fainted instantly, and fell to the ground with a pop, the little bald head saw this, and trembled with fright, but his body couldn't move his face for a while, he could only stare wide with a pair of eyes, his mouth made a whining sound, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Where did the little monk come from, he dared to disturb the rest of this seat."

A low voice sounded from the big stone, and immediately, the little bald head felt that the power that overcame him disappeared, and the little bald head suddenly sat on the ground, looking at the big stone in horror, and his legs were already weak if he wanted to escape.

"He, where is the demon? Dare to pretend to be a ghost in the holy land of Buddhism, why don't you show up soon? The little bald head picked up a stone from the side and threw it directly at the place where the sound came from, looking very scared.

However, what scared him even more was that the stone he threw out was hovering in mid-air, with nothing to rely on, as if the stone had become a spirit, and the little bald head kept retreating, and at this moment, a pair of invisible hands pulled him back alive.

"Little monk, what's your name?" A calm voice came from the void.

"Little monk, little monk will win, you, who are you?" The little bald man's voice was trembling, and it could be seen that in the face of the unknown, his heart was very frightened.

Win? This name, Chen Dasheng couldn't help laughing, he used to think that his name was enough to hold, but he didn't expect this little monk to be even more powerful, and he won a big victory, and the big fart child dared to call it Bisheng.

"Who is this seat, who do you say this seat is?"

The voice in the void came again, and the little bald head trembled all over, and stammered, "Little monk, little monk doesn't know who you are, are you a human or a ghost?" You hurry away. Otherwise, if you alarm Master and Uncle them, you won't be able to leave! ”

"Hehe, your master and uncle have to call the ancestor when they see this seat, a group of juniors, dare to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor?"

"Ancestor? You. Who are you? The little bald head was stunned. Trembling.

"This seat Shakyamuni!"

"Patriarch Shakya? How can it be? Patriarch Shakya had already sat down 10,000 years ago! "Although the little bald head is young, he is not a fool, and he still has basic common sense.

"The body of this Buddha is transformed. But the soul is still there, and this seat is the body of Wuzun, how can it be said that sitting is sitting? ”

The little bald head was stunned for a moment, a little unable to believe his ears, and it took a while to come back to his senses, "You, are you really the Buddha Patriarch?" ”

"Believe it or not."

"The little monk is going to call the Buddha!" The little bald head smashed his mouth, patted his butt and stood up, and was about to run in a hurry.

"Stop!"

Voices in the void. stopped the little bald head, and the little bald head immediately stopped his steps and looked at the place where the sound came from with a puzzled expression.

"This seat appeared this time, just to find someone who is destined, to inherit the mantle of Buddhism, this seat looks at you well. There's no need to alarm others. ”

"Me? Inheriting the mantle? ”

The little bald head looked incredulous, Patriarch Shakya wants to let himself inherit his mantle, Patriarch Shakya, that is not just the Buddha, but a Buddha-level figure. Is there smoke coming out of your ancestral grave?

The little bald head is only ten years old, which is the age of good fooling, but he was a little suspicious at first, and then he slowly let down his guard, and thought that he was really smashed by the pie falling from the sky.

"You only need to inherit the strength of one-twelfth of this seat, and you can crisscross the twelve continents, and it is difficult to find opponents, what? Little monk, looking at your appearance, it seems that you don't want to? ”

"Huh? No, the disciple is willing, the disciple is willing, the disciple will win, visit the patriarch. The little bald head came back to his senses and fell to his knees with a pop.

At this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Dasheng's mouth, "That's fine, this seat will ask you first, do you know where the relics of this seat are?" ”

"Relic?" The little bald head was stunned for a moment, and then said without hesitation, "Enshrined in the Buddha Bone Pagoda, Patriarch, what are you asking for here?" ”

"It's nothing, after passing on your magic skills in this seat, you have to find the relics to hide, otherwise the soul will be extinguished, and you will never be reborn, do you know where the Buddha bone tower is?" Chen Dasheng asked.

When the little bald head heard that it was so serious, he hurriedly pointed out the direction to Chen Dasheng and said, "There are divine soldiers guarding the Buddha bone tower, the ancestor, the disciple can go to the Buddha master, and let the Buddha take out the relics and hand them over to the patriarch." ”

"No, only you and I know about today's events, and you are not allowed to tell anyone!" Chen Dasheng said sternly.

"Why?" The little bald head was very puzzled, since it was the Buddha who appeared, why didn't he want to let the rest of the temple know?

"You don't need to know why, just do it, now, come here!" Chen Dasheng said.

"Huh?"

The little bald head was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, knew that the Buddha was going to pass on the gong to himself, his heart was very excited, and he slowly walked to the big stone and knelt down, if he got the inheritance of the Buddha, wouldn't he become the Buddha's apprentice? In this generation, who can be higher than themselves?

Just when the little bald head was thinking wildly, a warm big hand pressed on his bald head, and immediately, a powerful force poured down and flowed into his body.

……

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"Ancestor, are you still there?"

After a while, the little bald head woke up from his meditation, looked at the empty surroundings, and couldn't help but call tentatively.

"Awake?"

The familiar voice came again, and the little bald head breathed a sigh of relief and nodded at the place where the voice came from.

"You now have to pass on the supreme divine skill of Buddhism 'Divine Consciousness and Mental Power**', let's cultivate in the future, remember, today's matter is absolutely not allowed to be mentioned to anyone, otherwise, this seat will not spare you." Chen Dasheng said.

"Yes, the disciple obeys the Buddha's will!"

The little bald head immediately knelt on the ground, a white ball of light floated in his mind, that is the mental power that only high-level Buddhist cultivators will have, the little bald head was extremely excited in his heart, there is no doubt that this exercise is the orthodox exercise of Buddhism, and it will never be the side door kung fu, and the skill has been improved to the early stage of Wuzong, at this moment, the little bald head has already determined that this person who only hears his voice and does not see his person is the Buddha Shakya.

"Just remember, this seat is leaving, you have to cultivate, in the future, maybe you and I will see each other again." Chen Dasheng said.

"Ancestor, where are you going? Is it going to the Buddha Bone Pagoda? ”

"Ancestor? Patriarch? ”

No matter how the little monk shouted, there was no echo, thinking that he had already left, the little bald head sat cross-legged on the ground, checking the changes in his body, completely forgetting that there was a person fainting next to him.

This experience is really bizarre, I actually had the fate to meet the Buddha Shakyamuni who had been seated 10,000 years ago, it was incredible, he almost thought he was dreaming, divine consciousness **, and I don't know what kind of magic it is, but since it is the ancestor himself, it must not be weak.

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Following the path pointed out by the little bald head, Chen Dasheng quietly went to the back mountain of Tianling Mountain, the reason why he was looking for the little bald head was only because the little bald head was young, so he could fool a little, if he changed the big bald head, I am afraid that his words would have been exposed long ago.

Divine consciousness **, is Tantric Buddhism, Buddhism in the three continents of Buddhism are all Zen, of course, there will be no Tantric exercises, this exercise can cultivate Buddhism's supreme mind, cultivate to the top, the power is not to be underestimated, just point the way, and change yourself to a Buddhist magic, this business, the little bald head is making a lot of money.

Maybe it was because he felt that the little monk who was going to win was fateful, and Chen Dasheng didn't feel that he was at a loss, and the exercises of Buddhism were introduced to Buddhism, which could be regarded as a return to the source.

Under the cover of the night, a sneaky figure, slowly went to the back mountain, Fanyin Temple is different from other sects, the temple is full of monks, nothing to do, are in the house to participate in Zen practice, rarely come out to walk around, plus Chen Dasheng's profound, light skills, all the way cautious, no one found that this temple came uninvited guests.

A locust forest in the back mountain, a canyon can be seen in front, by the moonlight, it can be seen that a spire is exposed in the valley, the divine sense is swept away, there is a high tower in the valley, I think it must be the destination of this trip.