Sixteen monks, sixteen Lu Feng all know, these sixteen monks are the best in each class, what temple they come from, what is their name, after a few years of study, Lu Feng has kept it in mind, from Lu Feng's point of view, these sixteen people, each of them is a person who can stand out from the class.

They stand out and there is nothing wrong with them.

The question is why those six people have malicious intentions towards him.

Lu Feng also knew the six people who had malicious intentions towards him, these people didn't have a holiday with him, and they didn't play together, but they didn't form a small group to deal with Lu Feng - Lu Feng didn't see these people on weekdays, he just studied hard, and because he was poor, he didn't fit in.

So they should have no reason to be malicious towards Lu Feng, unless it is because of jealousy, but the malice of jealousy and pure malice are not the same kind of malice.

So this situation in front of you.

There is only one possibility.

Lu Feng lowered his head.

Unless someone is behind them and offers them a price that they can't refuse.

The price could be a promise, or it could simply be a threat of death, or it could be a threat to their parents.

The lives of these monks who study the scriptures are not worth mentioning among the great monks in front of them.

Those outside the temple, except for the Tusi and the nobles of Zongben, all the people under the headman, for the great monks, there is no difference between herdsmen and slaves, they are all things that can be pinched to death.

Like a wisp of dust on a rocky mountain.

When you open your mouth, you blow it all away.

Lu Feng closed his eyes, sixteen people, it should be divided into eight groups, or someone stood up and tortured the remaining fifteen people, but at present, it seems that this is not the case.

They chose to "catch and fight".

The attendant monk who presided over the Venerable One was already sitting on the lotus throne with the Dharma chime in his hand, and the three lamas sitting on the Dharma throne all bowed to the attendant monk and asked if they could start the final round of debate, but the attendant monk was not allowed to speak, he just tapped the Dharma chime and signaled that it was okay, and Guru Zhiyun said in his own loud voice, "The debate begins." ”

Lu Feng is a first-round bye, which is decided by where he sits.

The place where he sat was a special seat in itself.

There is no explicit text that there is a bye for this seat, but if there is a bye, it must be the monk in this seat.

It has always been so.

The sixteen men were divided into eight groups, where they debated the scriptures and chose the form of sitting opposite each other, and the atmosphere was friendly.

It's also not loud.

Elder Mingfa looked at all this indifferently, he stopped praying for blessings at the moment, and just watched all this silently, although Lu Feng did not look back, but his ears collected the sound of the debate behind him.

Listen carefully to what they have to say.

At the beginning, the topics they debated were very basic and normal, and there was even a big debate question like "what is 'emptiness'", according to Lu Feng's understanding of them in the past ten years, their shots were extremely in line with their knowledge and character, and even many monks were old-fashioned opening methods.

If it were at this level, he would be able to debate with these people when he was not "enlightened", let alone if he had already "enlightened".

But things must not be so simple, because Lu Feng found that the six monks who had malicious intentions towards him had never sat together.

One-on-one, eight pairs of people, they all coincidentally chose to study the scriptures for themselves without malice, and it seems that before dealing with themselves, they don't want their own internal friction.

If it's a coincidence.

Lu Feng couldn't believe it.

It's just that he is well versed in the principle that soldiers come to block the water and cover the earth, so he is waiting, he is waiting for the beginning of things, and when it comes to the beginning of things, the debate is almost halfway over.

There were already monks who studied the scriptures and were speechless by the arguments of the monks on the other side, and they had no choice but to shut up and let them laugh at them, and the four monks did not stop them, because this is common, just like every day every once in a while, there will be monks who are hung outside the debate institute.

Punishment for stupidity.

It's just that in the midst of such a "harmonious" debate scene, all of a sudden, Lu Feng felt an extremely strange aura appear, and when this breath appeared, in the middle of the debate, a failed monk suddenly let out a shout, got up from the ground, and slammed into the big tree next to him.

Blood splattered.

I killed myself in one fell swoop.

I saw the scene of blood splattering.

All of a sudden, several of the great monks who were holding the mantra stopped, not only the great monks, but even the people who were debating the scriptures next to them did not react until the red and white splashed on their faces and mouths.

Wait until he reacts.

A great terror grabbed his heart like a devil's claw, pinching his heart and bursting it!

He couldn't help but let out a scream.

Subsequently, his heart literally exploded.

The innocent monk fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and he saw that he was dead and could not die again.

"The power of the protector god."

Zhiyun saw this, and he didn't know what was going on here.

But even if he knew, he couldn't stop it, because he understood that if Elder Mingfa dared to do this, he must have the basis to do so.

Because the biggest judicial monk here knew that the elder was here, if he didn't think carefully, then he didn't need anyone to do anything, knowing that the elder would take action to stop all this, Zhiyun boldly glanced at the elder Mingzhi and found that the elder didn't say a word, so he stopped talking.

The attendant monk who presided over the Venerable did not strike the dharma chime and stop the debate, but allowed such a thing to happen in this courtyard.

Lu Feng raised his head slightly, with the death of these people, behind this backyard, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of foggy darkness, like an impenetrable curtain, shrouded here, Lu Feng looked up and found that the death here, for some special reasons, had a embodied horror.

The horror was like a skin.

Haunting here.

turned into a great pressure and suppressed Lu Feng.

Towards Lu Feng, he slashed his head and covered his face.

Lu Feng suddenly realized what kind of danger he was going to face.

The rest of the monks who had no ill feelings towards him were almost scared to pee their pants, held hostage by fear, and immediately near death.

If they die, then their death will become food for fear here, and fear here will be stronger, and it will become more stressful.

Therefore, this fear cannot be allowed to grow like this.

Lu Feng's heart was clear, he stood up at this moment, he stood up, held the mantra, turned around, and rolled out the six-character Daming mantra from the dantian.

Inexplicably, perhaps because of the mantra, there is a compassionate power in his heart, that is, the feeling of "not seeing", at this moment, he slightly understands what compassion is.

Because I understand, my voice is extraordinarily loud.

He felt that between his umbilical chakras, the bright spots suddenly exploded.

"Boom", blooming with immeasurable brilliance.

He felt that his spell this time was not shouted from his throat, but from his dantian, from his own law lineage.

rolled smoothly all the way to his throat, and even Lu Feng had an illusion that his spell this time did not come from his own throat.

It's directly out of your own lineage!

So this time, he spit out a six-character mantra in one go, without any pause.

"Hum, Boom."

As soon as this statement came out.

The momentum of the entire backyard suddenly cleared!

There was no wind, no light, no vision. But there is a breath here, and the death here is undone.

The monks who were debating the scriptures suddenly stopped.

The dying monk also got an extremely rare respite, Lu Feng ignored them, walked forward by himself, folded his hands, enshrined his Gabala rosary in his hands, stretched out in front, signaled to support the monks, and then said: "Ganye Monastery, Monk of the scriptures, Zasa, I respectfully ask for your teaching." ”

After finishing speaking, he stepped in front of the monk closest to him who had malicious intentions towards him, and said, "Classmate, please sit down, I will torture you!" ”

He stared at the man and said, "What is emptiness? ”