The old monk's words seemed to be light, but they had a certain magic, as if his words made people feel very reasonable, and they couldn't help but want to do what he said.

But just as Xia Yu was about to let go, his consciousness became alert.

"What a clever means. Xia Yu couldn't help but say.

"I'm ashamed, the donor is a smart person, but I didn't expect the donor to have an unfathomable cultivation at a young age. Hearing Xia Yu's words, the old monk said with some surprise.

"The master's cultivation is not weak. Xia Yu looked at the old monk and said.

"The exercise that the poor monk used just now is the Prajna Gong of my Buddhism, but unfortunately it was easily cracked by the donor. The old monk asked Xia Yu.

"Pranya Gong, but the supreme practice of Buddhism?" Xia Yu couldn't help but ask after hearing Pranya Gong.

The reason why Xia Yu knew about this kind of martial arts was also from the jade slip he got in the practice room, and he also respected the supreme practice of Buddhism in the jade slip.

Legend has it that the supreme practice of Buddhism is like a gong, if you practice to the fullest, what you say is the law, and it is a powerful Buddhist practice.

I didn't expect the old monk in front of him to be able to do it, and he almost got hit.

"Exactly, I didn't expect the donor to know a lot about my Buddhist exercises, it's really a young talent, could it be that the donor is a child of my Buddhist layman?"

"I'm not a disciple of Buddhism, and although I've heard of Prajna Gong, it's the first time I've seen it, and it's really breathtaking. Xia Yu admired it from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, the donor is not my Buddhist disciple, so I don't know where the donor is taught?" After listening to Xia Yu's words, the old monk hurriedly asked.

"I'm nameless and unaffiliated. Xia Yu replied.

When the old monk heard this, he was a little surprised, he was not a disciple of Buddhism, but he could say the exercises of Buddhism, it seemed that he must have a deep origin, and the old monk had to be cautious.

"Donor, I know about this matter, this matter is that the poor monks are not strict in discipline, and please see that this is a pure place for Buddhism, so how about forgiving them?"

"Since this is a pure place for Buddhism, but they do things that go against Buddhism, and if they are not punished, won't they repeat the mistakes of the past?"

"Hey, as a Buddhist, I should have detached myself from the world and not be confused by external things, but now that the world is changing, how can it be so easy, and even if they don't do it, there will be other people who will do it, although they are greedy for money, but at least they will not do things that take wealth and kill people, so it is also a merit, and it is precisely because of this that I will acquiesce to them like this. Hearing Xia Yu's words, the old monk said helplessly.

"Oh, listen to you, but they're doing the right thing. Hearing the old monk's words, Xia Yu asked rhetorically.

"Donor, it is difficult to say what is right and wrong in this world, you might as well think so, this Hengshan is so difficult and dangerous, rugged and difficult, if you don't pay attention to it, you will encounter danger, if it is not for my Buddhism standing here, I don't know how many tourists will die every year because of distress, it is with the help of my Buddhist disciples, those tourists in distress can safely survive the danger, of course, they get some money from it, why not? This itself is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong. The old monk said with a river in his mouth.

"It's really a quibble, right is right, wrong is wrong, how can it be difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, it seems that you, a monk, are also blinded, you face the statue of the Buddha every day, ask your own heart, don't you feel ashamed when you say this?" Hearing the old monk's words, Xia Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Donor, cultivation is not only self-cultivation, but also mental cultivation, and there are two sides to everything, namely good and bad. In the eyes of some people, it may be a bad thing, but in the eyes of others, it is a good thing, this is the so-called cause and effect, good has good reward, evil has evil consequences, and nothing more. The old monk still stuck to his opinion.

"What you said makes sense, then from my point of view, they are bad, according to what you just said about the cause and effect of good and evil, then I should teach them a lesson at this time, in that case, then why should I let them go?" Xia Yu asked the old monk.

Hearing Xia Yu's words, the old monk couldn't refute it for a while.

"Since it's useless to talk more, then I have to come and ask the donor for a trick, please. At this time, the old man on the side stood up and said.

Although the old Taoist is dressed as a Taoist priest, but for a long time, the monks and Taoists on Hengshan have lived in harmony, at this time, Xia Yu not only did not listen to the advice of the old monk, but also made the old friend deflated, and the old Taoist priest couldn't hold it back.

From the arrival of these two monks, Xia Yu knew that these two people had a deep cultivation, and they were the same cultivation as him, both of them were in the foundation building period, and at this time, the Taoist priest had already launched an attack on him.

I saw Lao Dao raising the dust with one hand, and holding one hand in front of his chest with the other, pinching the magic trick.

When it comes to their cultivation, the competition is no longer physical warfare, but more spells.

The old Taoist's magic has been completed, and at this time, it can be seen that the dust in the hands of the old Taoist priest, as if waving in the wind, is actually straight and vertical.

And at the top of the dust, a trace of heaven and earth vitality is gathering, under the control of the old Taoist priest Zhenyuan, it is extending towards Xia Yu.

For those who don't know why, it looks like the dust in the hands of the old Taoist priest is growing infinitely, and it can be extended all the way forward.

Moreover, the color formed by the vitality of heaven and earth is also the same color as the dust, so it is even more difficult to distinguish.

And the spells cast by the old Taoist priest became a unique scenery for a while.

"Wow, what's that?" exclaimed the crowd not far away.

"Isn't he making a movie? is this a movie special effect?" said some people in disbelief.

"What nonsense, didn't you see that it was a magic weapon in the hands of that Taoist master? It's a magic weapon, understand? Have you watched the Xianxia TV series?"

"You're all wrong, let me tell you, it was an immortal technique performed by the Dao Master, once I witnessed the old Dao Master perform it once, and there was a dust flying in front of my eyes, do you know what kind of experience it is?" said one of them excitedly.

"And what was your experience like?" asked someone curiously.

"I thought I had come to the fairyland, and the Taoist seemed to be the immortal, I was immersed in it and couldn't extricate myself, I really wanted to live my life, but unfortunately ......" the man sighed.

"What is a pity?" someone asked.

"You'll find out later. When the man finished speaking, he became farther and farther away, and the others were scrambling to squeeze forward, so he hurried into the distance.