After Fang Mu kicked and cracked the door, the contents were revealed.

The first thing that catches your eye is a clay statue of Buddha, under which is an offering table, under which is a futon and on which a bald monk sits.

The bald monk was dressed in white, with his back to Fang Mu, and there was nothing wrong with his back.

Fang Mu walked in, and there was a feeling of heat coming from the jade pendant on his chest.

The white-clothed monk always had his back to Fang Mu, and even though the door was kicked open, he didn't turn his head to look at it.

Fang Mu had just taken two steps, and when he was about to step forward, he suddenly found that the surroundings lit up.

The golden scriptures appeared, floating in the temple, and along with the golden scriptures, there were bursts of Buddha sounds.

The sound of the Buddha and the golden scriptures complement each other, and the whole temple has a unique sense of sacredness.

At this time, the white-clothed monk in front of him made movements in the scriptures and the sound of the Buddha.

The white-clothed monk raised his right hand and fell gently, his right hand kept shaking, from Fang Mu's point of view, this perspective was a bit evil.

"Knock knock ......"

The sound of tapping the wooden fish sounded, and with the tapping of the white-clothed monk, the surrounding scriptures and Buddha sounds became more intense.

Spooky, very weird.

In Fang Mu's ears, the sound of the Buddha and the scriptures were sacred, but the combination of the two things made the surroundings full of a strange sense of disharmony.

The Buddha sounds and scriptures, which originally complemented each other, became contradictory when the wooden fish sounded, like two armies at war, and they had to divide the victory and defeat between each other.

A formation pattern flashed in the blood spear, and Nan Li appeared beside Fang Mu.

"Master, I realize. ”

Nan Li's face was serious, if he hadn't seen the look in her eyes, he really thought she had realized.

Fang Mu ignored it and was about to go to the white-clothed monk when the sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped.

The surrounding scriptures and Buddha sounds stopped at the moment when the sound of the wooden fish stopped, from conflicting to complementing each other, and everything became so harmonious again.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The white-clothed monk turned his back to Fang Mu and suddenly said the Buddha name.

As the Buddha horn was exhaled, the scriptures and Buddha sounds seemed to be instructed, and they no longer permeated the temple, but shrank towards the white-clothed monk at great speed.

In the blink of an eye, the scriptures and the sound of the Buddha disappeared, everything returned to its original appearance, and the white-clothed monk slowly stood up.

"Donor, don't come unharmed. ”

The white-clothed monk said something strange and slowly turned around.

Only at this time did Fang Mu see clearly the appearance of the white-clothed monk, to be precise, there was no appearance.

The white-clothed monk's face had no facial features, and it was as bare as a boiled egg.

Surprisingly, there was a phantom shadow on this bare face.

The phantom was vague, Fang Mu looked carefully, there seemed to be the sun and the moon in this phantom, and there were thousands of reincarnations, more like a microcosm of the world.

After the white-clothed monk said this, he stopped talking, but just stood quietly.

Fang Mu said suspiciously, "Don't come to harm?"

This sentence was clueless and puzzled.

The white-clothed monk took two steps, and as he stepped out of these two steps, two golden lotuses bloomed under his feet, holding his feet up.

The surrounding scenery began to change, bursts of Buddha sounds appeared abruptly, and the temple was no longer a temple.

Fang Mu looked around and found that he was already in the sky.

It was pitch black and starry in the sky, like embellishments on a black curtain.

But he didn't feel any discomfort, the urine bubble was at a high altitude, but his feet seemed to be stepping on a real thing, which allowed him to stay at a high altitude.

The white-clothed monk said slowly: "There is a proverb, the three major hardships in life, beating iron and supporting the boat to grind tofu, the donor can know the origin here." ”

Fang Mu didn't listen to it, he only felt that he should take action, after all, the heat from the jade pendant would not deceive.

"Boom!"

Thunder Fire appeared from Fang Mu's hand and turned into a long dragon and swept directly towards the white-clothed monk.

But in the next moment, the thunder fire directly penetrated the white-clothed monk and did not cause him harm.

The white-clothed monk didn't seem to feel Fang Mu's attack, and continued: "The three major sufferings are all the sufferings of life, and in the red dust, the sufferings experienced are not only the three major sufferings, but also a hundred kinds of difficulties. ”

"The iron-struck suffers from the scorching fire, but out of greed a piece of iron makes boundless slaying. ”

"The boaters endured the hardships of the wind and waves, and had nothing to gain all day, so they pushed people into the lake in the name of the boat, and made money by fishing for corpses. ”

"Grinding tofu for three shifts and sleeping for five shifts, doing donkey work, and taking a meager income, so in the name of grinding tofu, he sold his beauty. ”

Speaking of this, the white-clothed monk stopped.

The originally dark sky lit up, and the stars above continued to connect, condensing the image of a blacksmith boatman and a woman.

Fang Mu said expressionlessly: "You are talking to me about this, what's the use?"

Nanli stood next to Fang Mu, looking left and right, as if he felt very bored, and got into the bloody spear.

The white-clothed monk asked: "The Buddha said that there are five poisons, greed, hatred, ignorance, and suspicion, this iron support boat grinds tofu, does the donor have any understanding?"

Fang Mu shook his head, held the bloody spear in his hand, and said, "Not only did I not have a feeling, but I even wanted to kill you. ”

The white-clothed monk stretched out his hand, pointed to the stars in the sky, and continued: "Donor, the iron striker is greedy, the boat supporter is greedy, and the tofu grinder is greedy.

The three people in the sky who were transformed by the stars exploded when the white-clothed monk pointed at them, turning into fireworks in the sky.

The fireworks turned into stars wrapped the white-clothed monk, making the white-clothed monk even more mysterious.

"Not only did I not feel it, but I even wanted to laugh. Fang Mu touched his chin and said, "If you don't come to fight, don't fix these vains." ”

I don't understand these big truths, so I just come and fight, either I'll kill you, or you'll beat me, and I'll use your ability to kill you!

The white-clothed monk sighed, folded his hands, and said, "Since the donor doesn't have a feeling, then I'll help the donor." ”

After speaking, bursts of chanting came out from the white-clothed monk, and the scriptures in the sky appeared, and the sky that was originally dark became golden.

The scriptures and Buddha sounds became louder and louder, and Fang Mu suddenly felt that his whole body was covered by the scriptures, and the Buddha sound penetrated through his ears, making him dizzy.

In front of Fang Mu's eyes, illusions suddenly appeared.

First, the blacksmith bleed a child, then he became a boatman, he hung a rope on the feet of a weak woman, and he sank her to the bottom of the river with stones, and finally he became a small house for grinding tofu in the mountains.

Not only that, but there were countless greed lingering in his mind, making him feel dizzy and painful more and more.

Greed slowly occupied Fang Mu's mind, his eyes were red, and he looked at the white-clothed monk from afar.

The white-clothed monk shook his head and said: "Only by experiencing the various states of the red dust can you achieve the Buddha. ”

As these words were finished, more and more scriptures and Buddha sounds appeared, sweeping towards Fang Mu.