Yuan Yi didn't sit and fight with Zhang Qing with words, he had an advantage that Zhang Qing couldn't match, that is, he was real and could preach to everyone.

Kneeling in front of a weed, there was a faint Buddha light spreading in the palm of the distant hand, and after a while, the original yellow and dying weeds came to life, verdant and dripping, clearly different from the bare peaks around them.

In the distance, a pair of eyes watched this scene and exclaimed.

As pure mortals, the ancestors did not leave a single word about the cultivators, and it was normal for them to be shocked by this.

"Master, is this what you call the Dharma?" Maybe it was because Yuanyi didn't have that kind of lofty temperament, someone boldly approached, looked at the weed, and couldn't help but ask.

"The power of my Buddha has turned into the heavens and all the worlds, and all living beings are the incarnation of my Buddha.

"Master, can we also obtain such a means?" Someone asked, and everyone's eyes lit up.

Yuan Yi frowned slightly, "Donors...... There is no Huigen. ”

This sentence, he still didn't say it in the end, but a large number of Buddhist scriptures appeared on the ground in an instant, "The power of my Buddha is all in the Buddha's principles, if you have the root of wisdom, you can enter my Buddhism, and then the little monk will naturally be able to understand these means." ”

"Even if you can't enter my empty door, if you have a chance to be an heir in the next life, you can also enjoy the path of bliss in the afterlife."

A punch landed under the wooden table and chair, and the former was torn apart in an instant, but that was the most important thing, the important thing was that the fine iron sword under the table was also broken into two sections.

No one was quibbling anymore, just kowtowing and begging for mercy, "Little Master, you know it's wrong, let you go!" ”

"There is an end to the sea of suffering, turning back is the shore, and it is also commendable that the donors can understand that kind of truth, and maybe there will be no chance to understand the power of the Buddha in the Buddhist scriptures in the future." Yuan Yi is not nonsense, because one of the mortals does not have Zhang Qing.

"You think, this junior's requirements are very complicated, just keep everything as it is." Zhao Guang's voice was full of anger, which made the people around him look even colder.

"...... that?"

"You, if you want to bring those stones back and sell them, you will definitely be able to sell them for a bad price."

"If you die out there, will you have everything?"

"Monks are slang, but if no one wants to deceive the monks, they can't."

"Little Master, you only have eight or seven days of dry food under you, and it rained a few days later, and there are no ponds and lakes in the mountain streams, so you can survive for a few days with water."

After speaking, several miners knelt up directly, their faces full of horror, "Little Master, you are wrong!" ”

In the hollow, Zhao Guang's voice suddenly came, "Little Master, his identity should still be wrong, right?" When did you enter the Buddhist practice? ”

"That's how it is, that's weird."

Of course, I will only dig those into it, so I said that there is only that under my body, otherwise human nature is inferior, and no one will follow us to ask for incense money, and that thing is also precious to me.

"Heavenly Huigen is Zhao Guang, are you Zhao Guang?"

Yuanyi was very satisfied with that result, and there were fewer mortals around him, and I was also stingy with it, anyway, the Buddhist scriptures are all in my mind, and thousands of copies can be engraved in a single thought.

Since then, no sound has come out of Lei Yi, and Yuan Yi is also waiting, one day, two days.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you want to release the demon in the mountain?"

"Is there a way to do this?"

"Food is under us? The monks will go and admonish us, and they will let the donors starve to death. ”

"Maybe that's what you see." In Cangsheng's hand, a small and large crimson fruit of his thumb appeared, and before swallowing it, the whole person underwent earth-shaking changes in an instant.

A few miners threw away the iron pickaxes in their hands without some embarrassment, "Little Master, you want to, but the stones under the mountain are soft, and you want to bring them back to make some tables and chairs." ”

"Donor, would you like to take refuge in your Buddha?" Yuanichi was on the moonlight and continued to ask.

Far from being satisfied with the result, because I found out that those people were lying.

"Starve to death...... Yuan frowned, "Why is that?" ”

"That's wrong, this junior is not as kind of person as you think." Cangsheng said.

But that wasn't enough, and seeing these examples appeared, almost everyone under the mountain went berserk.

Yuan Yi didn't have some doubts and found that there was a clang under the mountain, and no one actually mined the mountain rocks again.

I haven't become a monk, but my body is dozens of times weaker, and that kind of change is also in the blink of an eye in front of no one.

Another day or two passed, and the coldness of studying the Buddhist scriptures came to an end.

Looking at the mortals who had rarely descended the mountain again, Yuan Yi frowned, "Guys, why do you have to do this?" Do you really want to unleash the demon as a curse? ”

"What did the donor say?"

Yuan Yi stopped us and took out a few incense coins from the complete robe pocket, "The monk has that money under him, maybe he can help a few donors." ”

"Huh." Lei Yi only didn't respond with a hot smile.

"It's too bad!" No one cheered, and threw the pickaxe on it.

"Those fools!" Zhao Guang and the others had bright faces, we knew the truth of the matter more or less because of the Yu Yin of our ancestors, so although we were envious at the moment, we were able to maintain our sanity.

"Little teacher, you also want to, but if you work again, you will starve to death......"

"You still want to bring the Buddhist scriptures back, so that you can see a few children who are successful instruments, and there is no chance to manipulate the Buddha power like Brother Wang and us."

"What does this junior say?"

"As soon as those days are over, do you have any food under you, and if you continue to work, will you starve to death there?"

"Attachment is enlightenment, not the right path."

"What's there, maybe, he'll know the answer in two days."

On that day, all the mortals who had not come down the mountain to mine the rocks disappeared, and the mountain peaks were quiet again.

No matter how few mortals are, those in power have the law to take refuge in Buddhism, so mortals are just weeds, and when the wind blows, they fall up.

"You have to mine those rocks to get food?" Looking at the foot of the mountain from a distance, I suddenly understood why so many young brothers and sisters had already started with that land where there was a law.

I also know that those mortals use the same money as mine, but those incense money can't help this mortal with Zhang Qing to give birth to Buddha power, and before I think about it, no one will go down the mountain again.

"If you can neutralize this heretic, I think your Buddha will be stingy and punished......"

Even, in order to show the vastness of Buddhism's magical powers, I also personally took action to transform a few mortals who had no spiritual roots, so that a trace of Buddha power appeared under us, but the faith is still pious enough, and the law continues to grow.

"Money is a thing in the body, and for the sake of some money, you have to help the abuse? If the demon is released, it will be Zhao Guang's small calamity. ”

Bang dang, bang dang!

"That ......" Finally, no one gritted their teeth and spoke.

I looked at the hill that towered into the sky, this one, does this really need the help of our mortals to get out of trouble?

"Yes, yes, thank you for your forgiveness, you must study hard when you go back."

A group of mortals were ecstatic to divide up the Buddhist scriptures.

Yuanyi is clear, but he knows how to persuade him, so he can only respond: "The monk has been a boy on the presiding seat since he was a child, and Zhang Qing grew up at the age of seventeen and entered your Buddhism, so far, it has not been more than seven hundred and ten years. ”

"The Buddhist Master is worried that you will be 'bewitched', so he allows you to approach here."