Chapter 14 The palm idiot carries the wine and worships the mountain gate, and the nine palms of the heavenly desolation shake all beings

Ninety-nine Double Ninth Day, the sun moon and the sun day.

Autumn chrysanthemum rises in the wind, and dogwood is made of fairy mushroom.

Climb high to avoid plague ghosts, and there is no Yao Pond in all directions.

Drink all the longevity wine, the world is not gold.

Chenshi's Qianzhang Tianxiang Mountain is still hidden in the golden clouds and mist, like a heavenly god pillar between heaven and earth, the upper nine heavenly clouds and mist, the lower town nine places of the sea, the hidden clouds gather water and do not move, the qi gathers luck but not muddy, it is really a heaven-sent treasure land to welcome the Buddha. The hundred zhang strange stones on the left side of the mountain peak loom in the sea of rapid wind and clouds, like a giant elephant covering the sky between the sky and the earth is absorbing the clouds and rolling mist, pulling out the sea and turning the sky, and the sky is majestic.

At the foot of the mountain, the people of Shili Eight Villages are carrying bamboo baskets and sideburns, and they are helping the old people at home to climb the Tianxiang Mountain. According to folk customs, the Chongyang Festival can drive away the filthy qi, smooth the qi, activate the blood and pass the tendons, and can prolong life. The filial sons and daughters of these ten miles and eight villages want to drag their families with their mouths, and they are not afraid of the tedious need to bring the old people in the family to touch the good fortune of this year.

The mountain road is difficult, and the man with great strength in the family will step on the mountain sandals, carrying the elderly father and mother on his back steadily, and with the help of the children and wives on the side, he will step on the stone steps and move forward happily. A few wealthy men from well-to-do families, who felt that they were delicate and expensive, how could they stand the pain of this tour of the mountain sandals, so they spent a few hundred yuan, hired two porters to carry the pear sedan chair before and after, surrounded by servants and maids, sat on the chair without touching the ground and shook their heads leisurely, and from time to time they had to curse a few unbearable words to drive away the people along the way.

Since I came to Tianxiang Mountain, a world-famous monk's resort, I want to go to the Thousand Buddha Temple on the mountainside to ask for peace. Ask the Buddha with a head full of gold, whether he can be rich and prosperous in this life, and enjoy good luck in the next life.

At the treasure temple on the mountainside, the sound of the Buddha's horn and the incense are prosperous. The believers are kneeling in front of the Buddha with a reverent expression, whispering their dreams of seeking health, wealth, good luck, and a future. A wealthy family with a wealthy family spends ten taels of silver to get a lotus lamp in front of the Buddha, which illuminates the dark place of the mind and is convenient for the Buddha and Bodhisattva to take care of compassion. Ordinary people have no money to offer lamps, so they can only humbly kowtow and burn incense, and do their best to offer some home-made chongyang cakes and seasonal fruits. The monks on the side are relieved, the donor does not have to be humble, the heart is sincere, the Buddha's ability is all over the six realms, the Buddha's light shines on all sentient beings, as long as they often come to burn incense and worship, they will be able to get the Buddha's mercy and protection. It is true that the rich are richer and richer, and the poor are poorer.

Buddhists often say that all living beings are equal, but the incense burning on the offering table in front of the Buddha has already divided people into three, six, nine and so on. The rich have silver for high incense, and the poor have copper plates for short incense, and I don't know if this three-foot gold-wrapped Buddha can appear and solve the doubts of all beings. Could it be that the Buddha was also a person who hated the poor and loved the rich? A person who only crossed a lot of money? The Buddha statue could not be spoken, so some people of good deeds asked the master of this monk's sect, how to solve this doubt in his heart. The monk master either blamed him for blaspheming Buddhism, or opened his mouth to say some Zen words in the clouds, and then added a sentence after speaking, donor, Buddha is destined for people, and people with fate can understand. Even if he gave alms of silver taels or roadside wildflowers, he would definitely nod his head again and again, thank you, master, I understand, my fate with the Buddha and Bodhisattva is as thick as heaven and earth! It's really a play in front of the Buddha, deceiving oneself, and it's ridiculous!

At the huge Hong Zhong on the top of the mountain, Yuan Yi and Wu Ming are guarding on both sides, Yuan Yi on the right side has tough eyes and a solemn expression, one hand splits into a palm on his chest, and the other hand tightly grasps the leash that hits the bell hammer, his teeth are clenched, and the green tendons are bursting up, as if he wants to stand by and move, and he knocks on the Hong Bell. On the other side, Wuming leaned against the giant bell with his arms folded, tilted his head and closed his eyes and yawned, then opened a pair of big eyes and stared around the field.

On the celestial elephant field, one hundred and eight simple bronze elephants glow with a hint of copper-green luster under the light of the morning sun, each with its own form and infinite objects. Next to the bronze elephant stands a sturdy warrior monk with a round arm, who is solemnly chanting with his palms together. Master Kongxuan, who was kind and kind-eyed, stood in the center below the Dharma field, his hands sharply coiled into the Bodhi prayer beads, staring intently at the clouds and mist in the distance. On the right side stood the sword-eyed senior brother of the bell, with a majestic face.

Behind the two of them, the three black-clothed old monks who were like withered and skinny were meditating, and the autumn wind on the top of the mountain was blowing fiercely, but the corners of the sleeves and robes of the three old monks did not move at all, and the protective strength seemed to have been practiced to the top.

A few startling bird sounds of "cooing" suddenly pierced the silence on the Dharma field, and Master Kongxuan's square ears moved, his eyes stared at the essence of the clouds and mist, and his palms snapped together eleven beats, and he opened his mouth like thunder and shouted:

"Your Excellency is coming! Ring the bell !! set up a formation!!"

A rapid sound of the copper bell rumbled from the top of the mountain like thunder, and Wu Ming, who was leaning on the side of the bronze bell, was shocked by the thunderous sound of the copper bell in the dry land, and his skull was numb, and he hurriedly fixed his body, staring at the edge of the cliff of the Dharma field with his palms together, his eyes shining, and he trembled with excitement. Next to the one hundred and eight bronze statues on the Dharma field, all the warrior monks closed their eyes and stood still, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their faces were solemn and they quickly recited the Buddha's mantra:

"Karma, karma, reuzani, ruzheni..."

In the Thousand Buddha Hall on the mountainside, after hearing the rapid bell, all the pilgrims stopped worshipping in their hands, holding three pillars of incense, and looking around with their ears pricked up. Outside the Dharma Discussion Building two miles to the east, the scrawny Master Kudu squinted at the floating clouds above his head, and said slowly:

"Immortals ride the wind to the dome, and ghosts and gods ascend to heaven with their palms!"

On the celestial phenomena field on the top of the mountain, all the warrior monks are waiting for the battle, as if they are facing a great enemy. I could hear a deafening explosion of "knock, knock, knock" from outside the clouds, as if a foreign object was piercing the rock and gravel, climbing up. With the sound of the wind breaking that was getting closer and closer, a figure ascended into the air, and its body hung in the air like a floating cloud in the clouds and mist at the top of the Celestial Phenomenon Law Field. The monks looked up and saw an eight-foot man dressed in a short robe with dark lines in jujube, with a bamboo flute hanging from his waist, a handsome face, thick eyebrows flying obliquely, and a majestic spirit. The man bent his elbow and lifted the jar of chrysanthemum wine he was carrying in his left palm, raised his head sharply and poured a sip, laughing loudly in the sky:

"Hahaha, one hundred and eight bronze elephants, one hundred and eight troubles, what a big battle!

After that, the hanging elbow was raised lightly, and the palm was drawn in a semicircle and pressed down violently, only to hear the sound of "bang" bursting air, and the clouds and mist around the man "exhaled" and dispersed, and the blue sky was like a wash in an instant, and the man stood with his backlight, like a god. But when he saw the one hundred and eight warrior monks on the Dharma field fall sharply, they all twisted their eyebrows and gritted their teeth in unison, and raised their palms upwards, and the bronze elephant on the side was also trembling by the "buzzing" of the volley's palm, as if they were about to float into the air. The man then retracted his palm and pulled it into his arms, and the hundred and eight warrior monks suddenly lost their figure, threw themselves forward, and staggered a few steps before stabilizing their figure.

The man grinned and said arrogantly:

"Let's go cool off with the old things that smell of copper and iron!"

After saying that, the five fingers were together, one foot stepped on the other instep and kicked with force, and after floating in the air, the left leg suddenly became a bow, and the body slammed downward, and a single palm waved a wandering volley of "swish". But seeing that the hundred and eight bronze elephants on the Dharma field were pulled and swayed in unison, there was a burst of "buzzing buzzing" collision sounds, and all the warrior monks were also torn by this palm, swaying, and extremely embarrassed.

After a palm, the one hundred and eight bronze elephants on the Dharma field were neatly moved to both sides of the Dharma field by the palm wind, gathered into two round copper piles and piled them on the side, which was extremely grotesque and strange. After the man floated to the ground like light smoke, he sat cross-legged on the court, carried the wine jar, and drank it by himself.

The upside-down hundred and eight warrior monks were all shocked when they saw the man casually use this supernatural magic skill, and they only complained that their qualifications were dull and their learning skills were not proficient, so they stood beside them in a daze, looking at the empty master under the law field with their heads down.

Master Kong Xuan saw that the man was pouring wine with his head up, completely ignoring that this place was a pure place for monks, and his face was full of chic and calm, so he said to him slowly and clearly:

"Don't come to the palm of your hand, the palm of one hand is as strong as sticky in the palm, and you can put it away as you like, it seems that you didn't do it with all your strength five years ago!

Although the two of them were far apart, Master Kongxuan's inner strength was profound, and every word of the sentence echoed in the sky above the Dharma Field, and the Hundred and Eight Martial Monks heard Master Kongxuan's words, and dispersed from the Dharma Field like oil on the soles of their feet.

Seeing that all the warrior monks had gotten off the Dharma field, he picked up the wine jar and shook it, and heard that there was no sound of golden waves rippling in the altar, and it was estimated that there was only one last sip left, so he said calmly to Master Kongxuan:

"Master Kongxuan, don't be humble, you can also make such superficial skills. If you are out of trouble, you can swing it away, and if you are in the array, you have to use some small means. ”

After that, he raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and when he saw that there was no more wine flowing out of the altar, he shook his head and stood the wine altar on the side, and shouted loudly to the three old monks behind Master Kongxuan:

"The three behind him must be the three old-timers of the Wheel Cave, this place of rules and disciplines, no one dares to send a few jars of Baizhu longevity wine to a few people to drink on the Chongyang Zun Elder Festival?

After that, he jumped up and stepped on his left foot, and the wine jar standing on the side was shocked into the air, and the palm idiot grabbed the mouth of the wine jar with his left palm and threw it to the side, shook his neck with his waist, and asked the monks with a hearty expression:

"Which of you comes first?"

Seeing that he was open-mouthed and had no intention of evading it, Master Kongxuan said:

"Today, since the donor has come to worship the mountain, the old man can't let you act recklessly, and the monks can't do things to bully the less, even my apprentice and the three senior brothers, I will take you a trick by yourself. ”

The palm idiot shook his shoulders, stretched out his arms and pressed the ten fingers together, and said in a lazy tone:

"Today is the Respect for the Elderly, so let's follow the meaning of your Master Kongxuan. Several people have already practiced the power of a hundred elephants, and they can decide the victory or defeat with one move. This Dharma Field is full of copper and stone things, and you don't need to worry about the fate of this flower and plant, just decide the outcome on the Dharma Field. ”

After that, he stepped to the side with his right foot and said majestically:

"Today, I will take your five moves between the inches below this foot, if I don't move an inch to take the next five moves, I will think that your monk is defeated. The general of the defeated army should be punished by heaven, and the monks need to promise me, how about it?"

Master Kong Xuan saw that he had a bamboo in his chest and a victory roll in his hand, so he bowed and asked:

"If the monk wins, the donor can also promise the old man?"

"That's nature, and everything that has nothing to do with life or death can be promised to the master. ”

The palm idiot replied to Master Kongxuan with a smile, with one hand behind his back, and spread out with one palm to make a gesture, Master Kongxuan took a step forward and said to the senior brother next to him:

"Jue Ren, go and ask the donor for some advice. ”

The senior brother on the side nodded in response, kicked with both feet, and only heard a muffled sound of "bang" under the dharma field, but after seeing that Jue forbearance jumped five or six zhang high, he stepped lightly in the air, and the monk's sleeves floated slowly to the dharma field, and after landing on the ground, he bowed down to the palm of his hand like a bell:

"Little monk Jue forbearance, please teach the donor. ”

Seeing that the big monk in front of him was more than eight feet tall, his tendons and flesh were like copper cast iron, and there was a faint hint of bronze luster, and he couldn't help but admire:

"Ten elephants have copper skin, hundreds of elephants have iron bones, the ancestors of Tieli City have spent a hundred years, and it took a hundred years to change the tendons and veins to cultivate a pair of invulnerable iron power skins, and the ten elephant power of the monks can have this magical power. It's a pity that the immortals and Buddhas in this world are difficult to cultivate, and if you want to learn this miracle, you can't give up the mortal world, and the world will not have this understanding, and you will become ants. ”

Seeing that he seemed to be unwilling, and couldn't guess what the reason was, Jue Ren said in a deep voice:

"Donor, the world is insignificant, the monk's door is a pure place, and the practice of martial arts is only to strengthen the body, and does not want to compete with others. ”

The palm idiot shook his head and smiled, and sighed:

"Hey, I have learned such miraculous skills, but I am sitting on the top of this deep mountain and meditating and chanting. If there are demons in the world, should your monks go down the mountain to eliminate demons and protect the Dharma and sweep away evil obstacles?"

Jue Ren's face was firm, and he took a step forward and said:

"Donor, everything in the world has a fixed number. ”

Listening to his mouth full of Buddhist Zen principles, he shook his head and glanced at the warrior monks with scars on their heads around the Dharma field, and sighed softly:

"There is a definite number for all of them! It's really clean enough, and your big brother who broke the vows is refreshing, not as pedantic as you. ”

Jue Ren closed his eyes and closed his eyes, did not answer his words, his face sank suddenly, his internal strength spit out rapidly, and the sea of qi in his body emitted bursts of waves like the sea of rolling to the sky, shaking the blue and gray monk's robe on his body as if it was being hunted and danced by a fierce wind. Jue Ren kicked with a force, and the andesite bricks under his feet collapsed and cracked five feet wide in an instant, and he took up all the dust without touching the ground and rushed straight to the front of the palm, and quickly read in his mouth:

"Merit is vast all over the void, wisdom is boundless and full of constant sand, the heart of the Buddha is like a vajra, and the diligence is as rapid and urgent as the wind. ”

Jue Ren waved his sleeves to brush the dust, his figure was certain, and he said majestically:

"The donor is offended!"

After that, the left fist was attached to the waist, the body stood like a mountain, the right palm was lightly drawn half a circle from the chest, and the palm was pushed forward like a huge mountain. But seeing that the wind suddenly rose from a foot around Jue Ren's body, the dust on the Dharma field was rolled up and a huge and full, five-zhang withered yellow giant palm mixed with air and dust gathered in the air, and the "whirring bang" pushed forward sharply. The giant palm rushed towards the palm idiot, and the andesite bricks under the palm root exploded all the way. The palm wind forced the palm idiot to dance wildly with the wind, and the jujube red robe on his body "snapped", so fiercely in front of him, the palm idiot still did not change his face, staring at the oncoming five-zhang withered yellow giant palm, and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, the Void pusher, it's a bit of a sight. ”

After that, he still didn't make a move, and when the big palm was pushed three feet in front of him, the palm idiot's arm was urgently lifted to the chest, and pointed into a knife, and he slashed forward, only to hear a loud "bang", and the dry yellow dust palm turned invisible. As soon as the dust wind exploded, he was shocked to feel that his body fell back and flew back, hurriedly lifted his breath and put his palms together, and slammed his body forward in the air and froze his body.

Jue Ren crossed his feet and buckled, his body retreated sharply like a sitting Buddha, and the strength of the red tendons on his face dissipated the residual strength of the splitting palm while retreating, and he retreated five zhang away before he landed on the edge of the law field and fixed his body, and the secret luck under his feet was fixed on the edge of the law field, and he relied on the staff to avoid the danger of falling into the field with a deep skill. Seeing that the palm idiot looked at him with a calm expression, knowing that he didn't use all his strength, he broke his fierce move with a neat split, and his skill was really immeasurable, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart, so he bowed and said:

"The benefactor is miraculous, and the little monk has been taught. ”

The palm idiot looked calm, waved his hand and smiled:

"Five years ago, I was able to take half of the palm, but today I can take a palm, and I have grown a lot. ”

After that, he glanced at the shocked warrior monks under the Dharma field, and his gaze stopped on Master Kong Xuan and asked:

"Master Kongxuan, have you made any progress in the past five years?"

Master Kong Xuan stepped lightly onto the Dharma field, stood in the middle of the two piles of bronze elephants, put the rosary in his hand around his neck, bowed and said:

"The old man doesn't know, and he asks the donor to teach him. ”

After that, he closed his eyes and folded his eyes, lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, and slowly read luck:

"Patience is as immobile as the earth, and contemplation is like a secret. All kinds of Buddhas swim in six ways, and the palm knot turns ten rounds fearlessly. ”

After reading it, the left palm lightly stroked to the chest and applied a fearless seal, the right palm to the side of the copper elephant pile lightly picked, only to hear a "buzz" sound, the right side of the copper elephant pile actually broke the wind and flew up a thousand catties of copper elephants, suspended in the air "buzzing" up in a circle, Kong Xuan Master then left and right to lift the weight as light nine times, nine copper elephants and the previous one stacked together, like ten circles of old tree rings like a circle of turns, mysterious.

Master Kong Xuan lightly raised his right palm and slammed his five fingers towards the circle of bronze elephants that rotated diagonally, only to see that the distance between the ten bronze elephants suddenly increased by a few feet, like a prayer wheel for transmitting the law, "buzzing". Master Kong Xuan's right palm turned upwards and then picked it up, and the giant wheel suddenly overturned, "whirring and buzzing" like a flywheel. When all the warrior monks saw such a strange move, they couldn't help but look at the flywheel and whispered, but seeing that Master Kongxuan's forehead was already sweating like rain, it must be that this move was extremely demanding, and the fierce move was gaining momentum, so he had to send it. Master Kong Xuan raised his arm towards the sky, and his palm controlled the flywheel and swung it forward, and the flywheel flew towards the palm idiot with a "bang". The palm idiot's waist sank, staring at the eight-zhang flywheel that flew from the air with excitement on his face, and shouted heroically:

"It's a good time! Jizo turns ten rounds, pushes the wheel into a flywheel, and grows in an inch!"

After that, his shoulders shook, the inner meridian spit violently, his palms clasped into claws, and his palms were raised to the sky, but when he saw that the andesite broken rocks on the law field were all provoked by the palm wind, they actually condensed into two five-fingered dragon claws more than ten zhang wide floating in the air, with distinct scales and armor, and the fierce bully was abnormal. The palm idiot stared at the flywheel, and when he came to two feet in front of him, his claws pushed quickly towards the sky, but he saw that the two five-fingered dragon claws moved with his palms, and rushed towards the speeding flywheel with the wind. "Bell bang" two loud sounds, the two dragon claws were shocked to fly stone chips, after a burst of white dust drifted, I saw two stone rock dragon claws pinched the eight-zhang flywheel, the flywheel rotation decreased sharply, was held by the dragon claws to shrink a few zhang, and the sparks of the copper and stone collision shot out in all directions. The warrior monks under the Dharma Field hurriedly jumped back, and continued to watch with their eyes wide open at the two amazing moves wrestling with each other in the sky above the Dharma Field.

Seeing that the flywheel had stopped, the palm idiot clasped his palms towards the palm of his hand, but saw that the two fierce tyrannosaurus claws in the air also pressed the two claws together like a spirit monkey scholar, and pressed the scattered flywheel between the claws. I only heard a burst of "click" sound like rolling thunder, and the flywheel composed of ten bronze elephants was pinched by the dragon's claws and shattered, which was really incredible. Seeing that the flywheel was shattered and the outcome had been decided, the palm idiot shook his hand and withdrew the palm strength that controlled the dragon's claws, staring at the strange scene of the broken copper stone falling in front of him, and grinned:

"Master Kongxuan, the old copper is fragile, it's time to add new objects! Your hand has reached the Yushan Mirror for ten rounds, and the first-class master in the world is considered to have a place in your monk's sect. ”

Master Kong Xuan waved his sleeves and brushed away the stone dust in front of him, stared at the broken copper and stones on the ground, shook his head and sighed:

"The donor praised it, it's the old man's skills are not as good as people, it seems that you must have had internal injuries five years ago, the donor's hand dragon buckle is really a supreme stunt, the old man is convinced. ”

The palm idiot shrugged his shoulders and smiled, staring at the three old monks who were meditating under the dharma field and said:

"The juniors have finished their activities, and now it's the turn of you three meditation kings. ”

With that, he stretched out his arms and stared lazily at the three old monks who were meditating under the Dharma field. The three old monks listened to his words and ridiculed, and the monks who cultivated their minds did not care about him, but still recited Buddhist scriptures and closed their eyes and did not answer.

The white-eyed old monk sitting cross-legged on the right side slowly raised his head and opened his eyes, got up lightly with a smile on his eyebrows, and stepped on the air ladder with his hands folded. But seeing that although his feet were in the air, he was as comfortable as stepping on the ground, and he took seven steps to the sky above the Dharma field, and after floating to the ground like a fallen leaf, the strength of his feet actually splashed the stone dust into a white nine-petal lotus flower and floated up. The old monk's palm was held under the lotus flower that slowly rose into the air, and he gently flicked it up, and after watching the white lotus gently flutter into the clouds, he bowed down with a smile and said softly to the palm idiot:

"Old man, please teach the benefactor. ”

Seeing that the soles of his feet were full of lotus, and his body was elegant and agile, he knew that he had reached the realm of the seven-step lotus of the floating footwork, so he raised his head and exclaimed:

"Yo, the nine holes are not pure, they must eventually be corrupted, the four false combinations, and the name and body are empty. The Buddha is empty in the afterlife, landing on the ground and stepping on the seven-step lotus, step by step to give birth to a lotus, it seems that the old-timers floating footwork has entered the seven-step lotus mirror. ”

The empty body was silent, and when he saw that his lips and teeth were slightly open, he knew that his words were not finished, so he saw him muttering again:

"Neither born nor destroyed, the most holy and the most spiritual, it seems to be in the mirror, and the name is empty. Silent and unmoving, feeling and passing, unpredictable, and empty. The remaining two old-timers must be hollow and empty. ”

Hearing his words, he broke through the Dharma names of several people and the meditation he practiced, and his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but bow down and praise:

"Amitabha, I can't imagine that the donor is actually a person who is profound in Buddhism, it seems that this Buddha form is in the temple, and the Buddha's heart is in the world. ”

Seeing that he was full of smiles, he was very friendly, although his face was skinny, his earlobes were round and fat, and he must also be a high-ranking monk, so he also hugged his fists and saluted:

"Often confused, eternal degenerate, often unconscious, eternal Buddhahood, I think now this monk is often confused, there is no hope of becoming a Buddha. ”

The empty body was still smiling and said slowly:

"Donor, don't be confused, don't be confused, don't know what to do, and become a Buddha in your heart, there is a certain number. ”

The corners of the palm idiot's mouth drooped, and he said with a rather disdainful expression:

"Again, there are all fixed numbers, don't you have any new words for the old-timers? It seems that you can't even compare to your sect master and nephew. ”

Seeing him sneering, the empty body still looked calm, and said unhurriedly:

"Amitabha, the monk's cultivation of the heart, do not compete with the high and low, if the junior can understand the Zen and understand the Buddha's principles, it is also the blessing of his heart. The greater the Dharma, the more it can shine on all living beings. ”

Seeing that his expression was flat and his smile was always hanging, he had indeed cultivated to the realm of honor and disgrace and joy and sorrow, so he laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, the old-timer is a big-bellied person, let's make a move. ”

The empty body nodded, bowed to the palm idiot, and said in his mouth:

Then the old man was offended. ”

After that, he turned around and made a gesture of covering his ears to the warrior monks under the dharma field, and the warrior monks hurriedly covered their ears with understanding, and nodded violently at the empty master.

I saw the empty body close his eyes and close his eyes, and with a drum, his body was suspended in the air like an auspicious cloud, and he muttered in his mouth:

"Vertical and horizontal clever use of poor life, everything is not as true as the heart. All things are different from each other, and they are more useful to find the scriptures. ”

I saw that after the empty body finished reciting the twenty-eight characters, there was a majestic energy visible to the naked eye on his back, rushing out of his body, surging behind him like a tide, condensing into a ten-zhang gray qi shaped like Maitreya Buddha, and gathering behind him. Seeing that the empty body gathered Maitreya air mass, a ray of essence flashed in his eyes, and his right foot stepped to the side, and his waist sank and shouted:

"Fowei skin, it seems that I have broken through the power of the hundred elephants, so I will take it seriously." ”

After hearing this, the empty body slowly opened his eyes, staring ahead with eyes like a crescent moon and nodding with a smile, his eyes suddenly widened, his teeth were clenched, his face was full of smile and anger, and he opened his mouth with angry eyebrows and let out a "roar", the roar was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth, and the listener trembled inexplicably. If a person who has no protective strength does not use his strength to close the seven holes on the face, the roar will definitely drill into the holes and shatter the internal organs. The warrior monks under the law field pressed their palms tightly against their ears, and Rao was still shocked to the point that his eyes were closed and his scalp was numb. But seeing the palm idiot who was dancing wildly, he was staring at the empty body with fine eyes, and his face was full of excitement, as if he was looking forward to the next move of the empty body.

Seeing that he didn't move an inch, he thought that he was also underestimating him, so he opened his arms with a solemn expression, and slapped his palms to his chest violently, but when he saw a round of qi bursting in his palms, the Maitreya air mass behind him actually "boomed" into bursts of gray waves, rushing towards the Dharma field layer upon layer. I saw that the andesite bricks where the qi waves passed on the Dharma field were all rolled up, gathered into rows of ten-zhang high rock bricks, and the huge waves rushed towards the palm idiot.

The palm idiot who stood against the waves, actually closed his eyes and took a light breath, his waist fell slightly, his elbows were lightly raised, his left palm was drawn up, and his right palm was rotated downward. The palm idiot waved his palm and danced lightly, and a huge green mountain more than ten zhang high full of cracks appeared in front of him, and there was a faint red energy flowing back in the cracks, mysterious and unpredictable.

The huge wave surged in front of him, and the palm of the palm stopped suddenly, and the body was certain, and he pushed forward, only to see that the huge green mountain was facing the fierce row of ten-zhang rock bricks, and the rock brick wave "bang bang bang" hit the green hill and turned into bursts of powder floating all over the field. Hearing that the tide was not over, the palm idiot's left leg became a bow, and the right palm pushed forward violently, and his mouth read: "Rush", but seeing his huge green mountain, he rushed forward, and the subsequent wave of rock bricks exploded like grasshoppers shaking trees. Qingshan pressed in front of the empty body, the power was compelling, the old monk standing in the air could not avoid it, so he had to urge the internal strength of the palm to push forward, "boom" a loud sound, the empty body was shocked by the green mountain and leaned back, spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and flew backwards like a broken kite. The empty master under the field hurriedly swept like a peregrine falcon breaking the wind, and the empty body that flew back on his back floated to the ground, and all the monks were stunned, and looked at the empty body on the Dharma field together, but seeing that he raised his palm luck and fixed his body, he swallowed his throat and bowed and said:

"Amitabha, the benefactor's divine power is world-shattering, and he can suppress the power with his form, but the old man has lost. ”

The palm idiot waved away the stone dust in front of him with a palm, and said majestically:

"Senior, if you have the muscles and bones, you may not be able to stop this move, I have left three points of strength, and you have only suffered some minor injuries. ”

After that, he looked at the other two old monks in the audience and said:

"Who's next?"

The burly old monk on the left stood up with a solemn expression, and was about to raise his feet to step on the Dharma field, when the old monk next to him closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Hollow, step aside, in the five-game battle, this donor has won three games, and our monk has lost, so there is no need to compare. ”

Hollow retracted his steps, bowed sideways to the old monk, and said no more. After looking at the two of them, he shook his head and muttered:

"Like water washing dust, like illness and medicine, the heart is empty, and the medicine is removed, is this monk a master?"

The old monk still closed his eyes and replied with a little anger:

"Donor, Senior Brother Kongfa has returned to the world, and he is no longer a member of the monks. ”

Seeing that he hadn't opened his eyes all along, he must have been participating in dry meditation, and he didn't bother to talk to him again, so he turned his head to Master Kongxuan and said:

"Master Kongxuan, I only made three moves, and I didn't fight happily. Your big brother has finished fighting with me for nine palms alone, it seems that it is difficult for this monk to grow up without breaking the precepts. ”

Master Kongxuan saw that the victory and defeat had been divided, and Senior Brother Emptiness had no intention of making a move, so he said helplessly:

"Amitabha, each has its own karma! It seems that the donor's nine palms of heaven and desolation are difficult to see the whole picture today, and since the donor has won today, the old man should promise you something. ”

The idiot said categorically:

"The children of the Scripture Pavilion on the mountainside are handed over to me. ”

Master Kong Xuan looked puzzled and said:

"I wonder how the donor knows?"

The palm idiot turned his head to look out of the mountain, raised his head and said:

"This child is destined for me, can your superficial kung fu dissolve the poison on his body?"

Master Kong Xuan lowered his eyebrows and said after pondering for a moment:

"At this time, he was not in the monk's gate, and went down the mountain with Zongde. ”

The palm idiot took out an oiled paper bag tied with hemp rope from his arms and said:

"It's time to return to the mountain today, I'll go to the Zangjing Pavilion to wait for him, this pack of Chongyang cake is the best pastry in this 200-mile radius, give it to a few old-timers to taste." ”

After saying that, he gently threw the oil paper bag at Master Kong Xuan, and after seeing him reach out and catch it, he turned around and jumped out of the mountain from the Dharma field, and his figure was drowned in the clouds, coming and going freely, free and easy. Master Kong Xuan glanced at the celestial phenomenon field with withered stones, and then looked at the bag of Chongyang cake in his hand, with a complicated look on his face, he looked at the warrior monks and several senior brothers around him, and saw that everyone was silent, so he shook his head and sighed:

"It's time for the old man to be scolded again. ”