"Two masters, I don't know what I did in Yunmeng, but I came here to cultivate immortals?"

Chu Wangxian was behind him and asked easily.

Two monks with open eyes came to Yunmeng Mountain, which gave him a bad taste.

At this moment, Chu Wangxian has changed his appearance slightly, and with his current cultivation, it is not difficult to change his appearance, lose a little and gain a little weight.

"Poor monk Huiming!" said the tall monk politely.

"Poor monk Huineng!" said the short monk humbly.

The two of them have a modest attitude, they are not very old, they look like they are in their twenties, and they are politely tight.

"Two people from the Buddhist Sect, do you also want to cultivate immortals?" Chu Wangxian couldn't help but smile and looked at it seriously.

He had already seen that these two young Buddhist monks were probably at the level of the first and second levels of qi refining, and they were the strongest monks he had ever seen.

"The two of us came to Yunmeng Mountain to challenge Chu Wangxian. Huiming is not shy about it, he speaks directly about the purpose, and he is full of confidence between his eyebrows.

Chu Wangxian was stunned for a moment, he was really speechless, and then smiled slightly.

This is interesting, I don't know if these two monks are simple-minded, or too arrogant, and they are so big in Yunmeng Mountain.

Sure enough, when the passengers on the bus heard the two monks say that they wanted to challenge Chu Wangxian, they immediately talked about it in a boiling voice.

Many people looked back at these two monks, with a sneering face, like looking at two strokes.

"It's really two wonderful, look at these two **** like this, I want to challenge Chu Xianren, shouldn't I come to touch porcelain!"

"Thief monk, I advise you to go back, it's a shame to save people. ”

"Chu Immortal people, one finger crushed the two of you. ”

"Hmph, monks, where Yunmeng Mountain cultivates immortals, monks are not welcome. Some people were even more angry.

......

"What the two of us practice is Tianzhu's authentic Buddhism, and the King of Ming teaches the law, and he is not afraid of a battle!"

"It's really a nervous disease!" the passengers understood that the two monks had been shot in the head, and their brains were confused.

Chu Wangxian listened to it strangely, how could anyone leak his old bottom. The eyebrows of the two monks were jerky, and it was written on the door of my head that I was a fledgling freshman.

And Tianzhu authentic Buddhism ten thousand laws?

Buddhism is in Tianzhu, which has been destroyed for thousands of years, where does the authentic Buddhism come from.

Today, Mahayana, Hinayana, Tantra, Dharma, Zen, and Pure Land are handed down......

It may be very different from the ancient Buddhism of Tianzhu, except for the same name, the content may be completely different.

Chu Wangxian smiled slyly and said, "The two masters have a great root, you might as well show your hand, otherwise how can we know the two skills." ”

Chu Wangxian chuckled and praised Huiming, Huiming's experience is simple, his mind is simple, and he is faintly proud when he is praised for his great roots.

He thought about it for a while, and the secret feeling was the truth, after all, hearing is false, seeing is believing.

"Okay, donors, the poor monk has offended. "Hui Ming salutes you.

I saw that he took out the Buddha beads and twisted them, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was reading Sanskrit, and he couldn't understand it at all.

"What is this thought, it is more verbose than Tang Seng. "Someone can't get impatient.

"It seems to be Sanskrit!" and someone else has some knowledge.

After chanting for a while, Hui Ming exhaled slightly, and suddenly opened his eyes, as if the spell casting was over.

No response?

A passenger covered his mouth and giggled, this monk chanted the scriptures and saw it, and the noise was a headache, and it had no effect at all, he just wanted to speak, but suddenly his back was cold, and the indescribable weight fell on the bus.

In the car, everyone seemed to be squeezed on their shoulders, and they sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Look, there's a shadow!" struggled a beefy passenger. His voice trembled, and he was terrified.

Behind Hui Ming, a hideous and terrifying illusory figure appeared.

The apparition had blue and black skin, a shawl with his hair hanging down, a furious look, a slanted shirt, a skirt under it, a sword in his right hand, a rope in his left hand, and sat cross-legged on a stone pedestal, surrounded by raging flames.

Chu Wangxian stared at it, this is the immovable king of the fierce god in the Buddhist gate.

"This, is this a Buddhist immortal!" someone asked in a shudder.

I saw that Huiming's law was strict, showing the posture of a monk, his hands were tied inward, and his two thumbs were placed in his palms, as if his hands were clenched into a fist.

Drink the French sound in your mouth.

"Fourteen root seals, Baoshan seals!"

The passenger car that was moving stopped as if it had been stepped on the brakes, the body fell, and everyone seemed to be carrying a huge mountain, holding their chests and unable to move.

As soon as the Baoshan seal came out, it was pressed like Baoshan.

Not to mention that people can be crushed to death, even the passenger car will also be flattened, if it weren't for Huiming's only one point, the car full of people would definitely be flattened.

"Master, master, we believe it, don't read it!"

"Yes, I worship the Buddha every day, and I also bring the Buddha jade, master, my own people. The crowd trembled with fear, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Fortunately, this master has a good temper, otherwise they would have been beaten to death.

"Scatter!"

Huiming slapped his hands violently, the clouds dispersed, and the coercion dissipated. Everyone sighed and shouted thank you, Master, and got up one after another, but their faces were shocked.

What a terrible Buddhist method.

"You have offended, the poor monk has just learned the means, and he is not proficient, so he only dares to use a point of strength to sacrifice ugliness!"

"It's okay! It's okay!" everyone didn't dare to be verbose, they didn't think that Buddhism would be such a terrible method.

"I don't know which treasure temple the two masters came from?" Chu Wangxian asked intently.

These two monks seem to be stupid, but their strength is not simple, so he has to take it seriously.

"The poor monk is from the Sun Temple!" Hui Ming said with his hands folded.

Chu Wangxian didn't react for a while, where is this Sun Temple, I haven't heard of it. But the phantom just now, he recognized it 100%, the immovable king in the Buddhist sect.

"The illusion that appeared just now, but the King of Fudo?"

"Exactly! It's the authentic Dharma of Tianzhu. Hui Ming nodded.

Chu Wangxian thought for a while, and finally figured it out.

These two monks served the King of Fudo and originated from Tantra.

Since the Tang Dynasty, the three martial arts and one sect destroyed the Buddha, and after the Great War of Buddhism and Taoism, Tantra had almost no complete inheritance in China and disappeared.

Tantra, on the contrary, has flourished in Toying, especially in Koyasan.

Two monks, the tall one is Huiming, and the short one is Huixin.

They are from the Sun Temple in Jingshan, Central Province.

Today's Sun Temple is not a temple, but a ruined wall. The Temple of the Sun was once a sacred place for Buddhist tantra thousands of years ago, but today it is only in ruins.

The Temple of the Sun has a big secret.

In the land of China, an alien Buddhism, the upper anti-demon gate, the lower anti-Dao gate, fighting for territory in the ghost world, and not dying after blows, how can there be no means and heritage.

Behind Buddhism, there is naturally a big secret.

"Rebuilding the Sun Temple" once contained: "The mountains around Beijing are all mountains, and this mountain (Sun Mountain) is the highest, all over the Beijing Mountain are temples, and this temple (Sun Temple) is unique, it is also a wonder in the world!"

Thirty years ago, when the old people of the Dongying visiting group came to the site of the Sun Temple, they saw the existing remnants, and they fell to the ground, crying and crying.

In this situation, we can see how far-reaching the relationship between the Sun Temple and the Dongying Buddhism culture is the historical origin.

The reason for the destruction of the Sun Temple is naturally related to the infighting of the five tribes of the Wind Clan.

This Hui Ming and Hui Xin practiced in a small mountain temple near the ruins of the Sun Temple, and the practice was not Tantra, but Zen Buddhism, and the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism was Shaolin Temple.

One night half a month ago, the two knelt down and chanted.

That night, King Fudo Ming came and taught the two of them the supreme Dharma of Tianzhu Authenticity, and taught them a task to challenge Chu Wangxian of Yunmeng Mountain.

This is actually the first time that the two of them have come out of the ravine, and they are cautious all the way, and they don't dare to make a mistake.

The sun is rising at this moment.

Yunmeng Mountain is already close at hand.

The bus was crushed by the Baoshan seal cast by Hui Ming, and everyone had to get out of the car, and Hui Ming asked Chu Wangxian politely.

"The donor's vision is extraordinary, I don't know what is the probability of me winning if I challenge Chu Wangxian?"

Chu Wangxian was good-tempered, shook his head and chuckled, "There is no doubt that he will be defeated!"

Huineng next to him has a temper tantrum.

"Senior brother, you ask him what he does, what can he understand? Let's go, let's go to Yunmeng Mountain, I want to see if this Chu Immortal is really an immortal. ”

"If we learn the authentic Dharma of Buddhism, we will definitely be able to suppress evil spirits. ”

Chu Wangxian touched his nose, do you want to get him with anything now? Even the monk came to provoke him, he smiled and said simply:

"I advise the two of you not to go up to Yunmeng Mountain, so as not to be used as a gun and bring humiliation on yourself. I'm 100% sure that the two of them are not the enemies of the Chu Immortals. ”

"Why? Do you think that the two of us are not Chu Wangxian's opponents?" Hui Neng said angrily, like an angry King Kong.

Chu Wangxian's cheeks changed, and finally returned to his original appearance, he took a step forward, like the momentum of the majestic waves, and looked at Hui Ming and Hui Neng.

The sword fell, and the invisible sword qi was inserted in front of him, sharp and compelling.

Chu Wangxian's voice was like a fairy, and his eyes flashed with coldness, giving the two monks no pressure.

"Why, naturally I am Chu Wangxian!"