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Shen Cheng couldn't help but be a little curious in his heart, who is this fat monk? Can you scare an honest monk and Ding Jian like this?

was in shock, but he heard the young man in the Confucian shirt who was floating out of the dust on the opposite side say loudly: "Master, what you just said is really too extreme. ”

The fat monk stopped chewing, threw aside the half-eaten steamed bun, and asked, "Where did the poor monk say wrong?" ”

Standing up from his seat, Shen Cheng found that this person was extremely tall, about one meter nine tall, and there seemed to be a whirlwind lingering on his body, striding over like a mountain of meat, shaking the ground for a while.

The young man in the Confucian shirt was not afraid, and said loudly: "'The master gave a note, when the Buddha is born, he is called Cishi, as the scriptures before and after saying 'This sentence is from the "Buddha said that Maitreya was born in the Buddhist scriptures", Sanskrit "Maitreya", the meaning is "Cishi", the master must have also read the "All Wisdom and Bright Immortals Compassion Karma Do Not Eat Meat Sutra", Maitreya made a wish for an immortal because of the ground: rather burn his body and break his eyes, and he could not bear to kill and eat sentient beings. Rather break the bone marrow out of his mind, and can't bear to eat meat and eat sentient beings. He also vowed: May I not think of killing in the world, never eat meat, and even become a Buddha and cut off meat vows. The sutra states that because of compassion, practitioners would rather destroy their own lives than endure to eat the flesh of sentient beings, so they are called Cishi. If Maitreya does not kill living beings or eat meat, how can he be as the master said, 'Whoever kills one person is a bodhisattva who lives in one place, and who kills ten people is a bodhisattva who lives in ten dwellings'? ”

The fat monk's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he stared at the young man in Confucian shirt viciously, but in a moment, his face turned kind, and he said hesitantly: "Maitreya tastes the Tao, the Buddha body is the Dharma body, and he is born from immeasurable merit and wisdom, and he is born from the liberation and knowledge of the precept and wisdom." Those who are not born and do not perish, have no life from the beginning, and have no extinction now, are not the outer way, will be extinguished, and will be extinguished, and will be extinguished, and will not be born. I'm just helping them get free, so what's wrong? ”

The young man in the Confucian shirt said: "In the Huayan Sutra. In the "Cultivation of Compassion", the Buddha told Maitreya that he should cultivate compassion and subdue himself, and Maitreya is really to transform sentient beings with compassion and forbearance...... In short, killing people is a big mistake......"

His words were so sonorous and powerful that even Shen Cheng couldn't help but applaud secretly. The fat monk said that he was nothing, but he glared angrily at the moment and sneered: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" ”

The young man with the knife sitting on the side looked slightly condensed, and reached out to the handle of the knife, but he heard the young man in the Confucian shirt say: "The Buddha said: 'The color and body are impermanent, and impermanence is suffering. 'There is no immortal in the world. Even if you kill me, at most you won't live a few more years, and maybe you'll suffer retribution......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the fat monk sigh: "This little brother, do you know what kind of exercises I practice?" ”

The young man in the Confucian shirt shook his head, and the fat monk said softly: "The one who kills one person is a bodhisattva, and the one who kills ten people is a bodhisattva who lives in ten lives, and what I practice is the Mahayana Gong of ten lives." Ten stays a day, Fang Zhen Mahayana. ”

Ten dwelling Mahayana?

Shen Cheng was shocked, could it be that this person was the leader of the Northern Maitreya Sect, the Great Living Maitreya Zhu Faqing?

But seeing that the fat monk Zhu Faqing was covered in black gas, as if he was haunted by countless unjust souls, he couldn't see clearly, and the entire tea shed seemed to be shrouded in his black mist, and the atmosphere was suddenly depressed.

The young man in the Confucian shirt was still entangled, and said loudly: "The master is inevitably too vicious, the Buddha said that there are nine sins in killing, and killing a big offense is a great benefit......

"Look for death!"

was nagging, only to see Zhu Faqing's momentum burst out suddenly, and a huge statue of Maitreya was reflected in the fist wind, blasting towards the young man in a Confucian shirt. Different from ordinary Maitreya statues, this Maitreya statue has six hands on three sides, and its whole body is pitch black, and it is full of blood.

A chill suddenly appeared in Shen Cheng's heart.

Even if he was separated by a seat, Shen Cheng could feel the black mist aura on Zhu Faqing's body, and this aura seemed to have the effect of suppressing the opponent's combat power, and even his eyesight and hearing were affected, and he couldn't see the front clearly.

Could it be that this fat monk has also entered the ranks of the Void-Breaking Master?

In the fog, I only heard Lin Pingzhi tremble and said, "Cheng Shao, what's going on?" ”

Ding Jian said in a low voice: "Young Master Lin, silence!" ”

The young man in the Confucian shirt was taken aback, and while he was dancing, the fingers of his right hand actually shot out a stream of dark red true qi, and rushed towards the statue of Maitreya.

"Boom!"

The dark red true qi and the Maitreya statue collided with each other, and then dissipated, and the Maitreya statue was still inexhaustible, blasting towards the young man in Confucian shirts.

The young man puffed out his fingers, the middle finger of his right hand, and another emerald sword qi shot out, followed by the index finger, thumb, ring finger, for a while, ten fingers flicked, one and the other, endless sword qi shot out, and in an instant, Maitreya was smashed like a shot, and the sword qi in the room was vertical and horizontal, as if there were countless thunderbolts and winds colliding with each other.

In Shen Cheng's live broadcast room, the sailors were stunned.

"66666, isn't this the Six-Vein Divine Sword?"

"I've been on the battlefield, and this brother's output is exactly equivalent to a heavy machine gun company."

"Rely on it, this nerd is actually Duan Yu?"

"I'm scared to death baby, this six-vein divine sword is just 6 to fly!"

"Anchor get down, beware of stray bullets!"

Shen Cheng was also a little confused, this nerd full of Buddhist scriptures is Duan Yu? So who is this knife bearer?

"Brother Duan, I'm here to help you!" At this moment, the young man with the knife also pulled out the long knife in his hand, turned the knife into a long rainbow, and slashed towards Zhu Faqing.

"There's still a little more work." Zhu Faqing snorted coldly, and his fists burst out together, at this moment, the entire space seemed to be still, and there was a faint poignant sound of Sanskrit singing in the fist wind, and at the same time, his fist shadow seemed to be everywhere, turning into thousands of fist shadows, and while pushing away the opponent's long knife, his right hand also quietly blasted towards Duan Yu.

The enemy's most powerful move suddenly attacked, Duan Yuwu was stunned, not knowing how to deal with it, seeing the fist and body, he realized that with a finger of his right hand, he stabbed the 'Shangyang Sword' again.

Zhu Faqing smiled and said, "Go! At the moment, he turned his body slightly, and the heavy fist seemed to be incarnated innumerable, straight to Duan Yu's chest, the fist was slightly vomited, and the strength was exerted, and he immediately felt that an internal force had disappeared without a trace, and he was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "It turns out that he is still a disciple of the Xiaoyao School." ”

Suddenly, he withdrew his left fist and slammed it over. This move is one of the "Ten Stops of Tribulation" in the Ten Dwelling Mahayana Gong, which can fill the opponent's ears with the sound of whirlwind blows, and his hands turn into dozens of fist shadows without looking for a frenzy to attack the opponent, and at the moment this punch directly blasted through Duan Yu's body, almost blasting him into the ground.

Duan Yu screamed miserably, foamed at the mouth, collapsed to the ground, his body convulsed, and died unwillingly.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of water friends can't stop.

"Slap me in the face, let me see if I'm dreaming, my male god is dead like this?"

"Murdered!"

"Duan Yu is dead?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"This is the No. 1 actor, it's unreasonable to get the lunch box so quickly!"

"What a murderous monk, the anchor wants to avenge Duan Yu!"

……

Somehow, Shen Cheng suddenly felt a chill. Life can be so fragile, Duan Yu, who was dashing and lucky in the original book, has now become a lifeless corpse, quietly dying in a small tea shed on the side of the road, death cannot be reversed and avoided. He is the same, in front of a master like Zhu Faqing, there is no room to fight back.

"Seventh dwelling."

Zhu Faqing bared Bai Sensen's teeth and set his eyes on the knife-wielding young man who was stunned on the side.