Chapter 357: The Great Floating Massacre

Buddhism has a soul technique called "Drink with the Head", when the Buddha used proverbs to warn the world, he mixed it with soul power to point out the direction to confused believers. At this time, the soul technique used by the little monk Wang Xiangbei is exactly this kind of soul technique unique to Buddhism.

This voice miraculously penetrated the barrier of the martial arts platform, conveying Wang Xiangbei's will beyond the barrier, interrupting the "fake Buddha" Du Tianjiao's act of intercepting the power of faith.

Bai Huahua woke up like a dream, and even his cultivation was quietly affected a little, and he handed over the power of his faith to Du Tianjiao. The audience outside the barrier all sweated in a cold sweat - invisibly controlling beliefs is really difficult to guard against. It is no wonder that it is often heard that there are Buddhist demon monks who bewitch ordinary human beings into committing absurd acts of abandoning their families and children.

Du Tianjiao was interrupted in the process of converging the power of faith, but he didn't mean to panic at all - in just a few breaths, he had already obtained a lot of faith power, and he was even able to gather the Buddha's light behind his head that was not inferior to that of the little monk Wang Xiangbei. His hands were still twisted in the shape of flowers, and he said with a smile: "Look at my Buddha light, how much does it look like a real Buddha?"

Wang Xiangbei unconsciously committed a reluctance, and his cultivation became a little restless. The reason why Du Tianjiao was able to gather such a scale of Buddha light in a short period of time was because the way he obtained the power of faith was clearly to forcibly seize it, which made people irresistible. If you do such a thing to a mortal person, it will make people dazed at best, and at worst it will create a group of vegetative people!

The monks present were still feeling dizzy, and one could imagine what a bad effect it would have if such a bug had done such a thing in front of the mortals.

The three Buddha beads behind Wang Xiangbei immediately suppressed the restless cultivation on his body, if he couldn't keep his mind pure when facing the enemy, Wang Xiangbei's Buddhist cultivation could be said to be half wasted.

The scholar on the cloud platform shook his head and said: "But he is a good seedling of the Buddhist family, but unfortunately his age is still too young and too young, if there is no help from the Buddhist beads of the monks, he would have lost at this time." ”

Old Man Tang just stared at Du Tianjiao's arm covered with wounds, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly: "Do you think that old thing treats him as an apprentice or ......?"

The scholar didn't dare to talk eloquently this time: "There are 100,000 mountains in the southwest, there are countless spirits, the old thing in your mouth can be suppressed by one person, and we are not qualified to judge his method of taking apprentices." ”

"Maybe we can see the clues in this battle. ”

On the martial arts platform, the golden light on the ladybug dissipated and returned to Du Tianjiao's sleeve, but the phantom of the Buddha light and the Bodhi tree did not disperse, and Du Tianjiao took the lead in launching an offensive.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

The Buddha's light seemed to have life, and the golden light spread rapidly from Du Tianjiao's feet, and soon occupied more than half of the martial arts platform. The little monk's Zen stick fell to the ground, the scriptures fell from the sky, and the Sanskrit words were connected into chains, blocking the golden light that tried to encroach on the territory in the middle of the martial arts platform.

Du Tianjiao sneered: "I think you look like an impostor. In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Du Tianjiao actually strode towards Wang Xiangbei, and the Buddha's light flowed, and the Sanskrit chains made an overwhelmed sound, but he still resisted Du Tianjiao's Buddha light realm on the other half of the martial arts platform.

The little monk seemed to be thinking about something, and his eyebrows were about to tie into a knot.

Du Tianjiao walked to the center of the martial arts platform and stepped on the Sanskrit chain, which seemed to be a kick without any spiritual power, which became the last straw to break the deadlock, and made the barrier that Wang Xiangbei had worked so hard to maintain completely collapse. Everyone knows that Wang Xiangbei is at a disadvantage at this point - at least on the martial arts platform, his dominant space for activity is being eaten up by his opponents.

Wang Xiangbei seemed to have realized something from the broken chains, and clasped his hands together and said: "Good, the donor has not entered the Buddha Gate, and the Buddha Gate has lost its talents." ”

Wang Xiangbei's next move made everyone look straight: the Sanskrit chain instantly returned to the little monk's Zen staff, as if the dam opened the gate to release water, and the opponent's golden light occupied all the territory in an instant, leaving only a jade platform at the foot of the little monk, lonely in the golden light, and it seemed that it could not be measured.

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust?"

Du Tianjiao's fake Buddha light retreated in such a pure Buddha light, but the little monk did not quickly occupy the territory, but was only satisfied with leaving less than one meter of pure land around him, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Du Tianjiao sneered, and the Bodhi tree behind him sprouted, like dozens of long whips whipping towards the little monk who was sitting still. The three Buddha beads simply protected the little monk's body without leaking, and no attack could hit the little monk's body.

The little monk had words in his mouth, but Du Tianjiao was a layman of the Buddhist family after all, and he didn't know what kind of thing this little monk was going to do for a while.

"It's the Great Buntu. Old Man Tang said in a deep voice, "It seems that Du Tianjiao was careless this time, if he still wants to defeat his opponent in the Buddhist Gate, he will underestimate this little monk Wang Xiangbei with unique wisdom roots." ”

The scholar glanced at the old man Tang, although the old man Tang who followed the senior monk to suppress his anger could not be regarded as a person in the Buddhist sect, but some of his opinions on Buddhism could not be regarded as a layman, and he didn't know what the big floating slaughter was, so the scholar had to look at it patiently.

"Turn. ”

The little monk finally closed his mouth, turned his palms over, and a small stupa rose from the palm of his hand, which seemed to enshrine countless Vajra Arhats, as soon as the pagoda appeared, the Bodhi tree behind Du Tianjiao dispersed like smoke, making Du Tianjiao's pupils tremble.

"What is this?!"

Wang Xiangbei opened his eyes, and his voice was neither sad nor joyful: "Dafutu." Only this rotating pagoda remained in his eyes, and golden light shot out from the spire, about to penetrate Du Tianjiao's body.

Du Tianjiao laughed wildly: "It's a good time!" He actually stretched out his hand to shake the golden light! It was obviously a collision between spiritual power and the physical body, but there was a sound of knocking on the chime, and everyone was clear in their hearts, and even some viewers found that the shackles in their bodies were a little loose.

Bai Huahua was shocked and thought: "The spells of Buddhism really have the effect of inspiring cultivators, and they are worthy of being the first method of the word 'enlightenment'." ”

Du Tianjiao seemed to be submerged in the golden light, and after a while, the golden light dissipated, and everyone looked at Du Tianjiao again, and the already tattered sleeves from his right hand to his shoulder were completely shattered at this time.