In the pagoda, the faint light penetrates, there is an incense case in the middle, the pale yellow satin is spread on it, the incense burner on the top is inserted with three incense sticks, the furnace is not exquisite, the incense is also ordinary, but the piety of this Buddha is not reduced at all.

The incense pillar is about to burn out, and this small space is shrouded in this refreshing fragrance.

Jining sits upright, Jiming stands respectfully, regardless of Taoism and Buddhism, the word "quiet" goes deep into the bone marrow.

Jiming has been taken care of by his senior brother since he entered Debaoguang Temple, and the depth of their relationship between the two is very comparable, and he is also clear about the situation of his senior brother in this century, although he is anxious, he can't do anything.

After hearing the scripture at Tang Yi's door, Ji Ming felt that it might be helpful to his senior brother, so he brought the two of them here so happily. But after all, his realm is low, although he probably has some feelings, but he doesn't understand the deep meaning, and he can't guess Jining's thoughts, so he has to wait for his senior brother to decide.

"A hundred years of hardship, a leaf blind. Jining sighed, suddenly left the futon, got up and went downstairs. Ji Ming's face was happy, and he followed his senior brother closely and went downstairs.

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Tang Yi was still looking at the pagoda outside, not knowing what means he could isolate his divine thoughts. Although Su Chuxue was uncomfortable on the side, she still had to pretend to be calm, Tang Yi could feel her state, but she just pretended not to know.

At this time, the door of the relics stupa was opened, and a monk walked out slowly, and Jiming, who had just led the way, walked behind him.

Tang Yi and Su Chuxue knew at a glance that this person was undoubtedly the abbot of Baoguang Temple.

But the abbot's appearance was really beyond Tang Yi's expectations, his face was so young and delicate, if it weren't for the ring scar on his head, he really couldn't believe that this person was actually a monk.

I saw that the abbot's face was compassionate, elegant as the wind, as if he was in the temple, and the words "treasure and solemnity" were appropriately described, and Tang Yixin's Buddhist monks were really extraordinary.

"Amitabha, the little monk Jining, has seen two laymen. ”

Whether it is the Longhua realm or the abbot of Baohua Temple, these dual identities are not small, and they are even very dazzling. But Jining's self-depreciation is to thank Tang Yi for opening a way forward for himself.

"I've seen the great monk. Tang Yi also returned the salute, he did not have a good impression of Buddhism, it can be seen that this great monk, his heart is a little happy and peaceful. It's not that Jining uses any Buddhist powers to confuse people, but that the Buddha has been worshipping for a long time, and it has a kind of affinity.

"The little monk already knows what the son meant. Jining continued: "In this way, the wish of the son has been fulfilled." ”

"The great monk is not a layman. Tang Yi laughed and said, thinking that it would take a lot of lip and tongue to make Jining make a move, but he was really happy.

"Childe is a wonderful person, how can a little monk fall into vulgarity. Jining made a faint smile, his right hand lightly raised his chest, his thumb, index and middle fingers were close together, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth quickly converged into the shape of petals, and suddenly detached from the palm, like a butterfly, flying with the wind and floating towards Tang Yi.

"The little monk has a Zen heart all over the Buddhist scriptures, and he is not good at fighting, hundreds of years have passed, and he has not mastered many magical powers, and he also invited the son to taste. Jining said modestly, but Tang Yi did not dare to be careless, the great monk has practiced so far, no matter what kind of supernatural power has already been penetrated, although it is a mediocre finger, but it has already fulfilled its true meaning.

Tang Yi's sleeves turned, as if he was dancing with the petals, but there was a breeze that restrained the petals' actions, and after all, it turned this shocking finger into a light cloud.

Jining's eyes showed a slight look of surprise, and he exclaimed: "Childe is a good means." Although his expression has not changed much, his words are extremely sincere, and Jining knows very well that the flower fingers that he has practiced for many years are indeed not bothering Tang Yizao. Then the palm of his hand changed, and only the index finger stretched out, which seemed to be plain but was actually subtle, as if implying the truth of heaven and earth, the speed was extremely slow, but it gently closed Tang Yi's surroundings, not giving him a chance to dodge.

Tang Yi admired in his heart, the magic power of Buddhism was really unusual, and at the same time, Jining shouted a Buddha name: "This is the poor monk's one-finger Zen!

Tang Yi smiled faintly and said: "Great monk, just give it, let me understand the wonderful method of Buddhism!"

At this time, Jining muttered to himself, I don't know what the mantra is, and then the surrounding sound gradually became louder, as if there were thousands of people singing together, "no Amitabha Buddha in the south, no Amitabha Buddha ......in the south", in the sound of the Buddha's number, the relics pagoda behind the golden light overflowing, the phantom of the Buddha looms in the air, there is supreme compassion, there is supreme power, bursts of Buddha light like waves hit Tang Yi, and there are several palms to push, with the Buddha's light.

Tang Yi was not frightened or anxious, his clothes were like clouds, his soul was clear and light, he smiled in the palm wind, fluttering like riding the clouds, and occasionally made a finger, and there was one less illusion around him, not moved by the sound of the warp at all, and he did not bring half a cent of fireworks.

Su Chuxue, like Ji Ming, avoided aside, and now his own strength is not one in ten, how dare he get too close. The two of them only felt this fluttering, but they didn't feel any oppression, let alone hear any sound.

This duel seems to be an understatement, but in fact, there is no leakage of half a point, if the mana is slightly dissipated, Su Chuxue and Ji Ming are afraid that they will not dare to stay here to watch.

Jining was finally shocked, this illusion palm wind is actually not powerful, mainly because of the loud voice, and the ordinary people who return the Dan are not able to resist at all, and they are stunned, then Su Xia was subdued under this magical power, but it has no effect on Tang Yi at all. Since it didn't work, he collected the magic power, the Buddha scattered, and the Buddha was restored.

The little monk admits defeat. Jining clasped his hands together: "In the future, if the donor has to meet someone in the Buddhist sect, it should be fine." The two of them were just competing skills, not a real life-and-death fight, so they stopped so happily.

Tang Yi was silent, this fight, comprehending the vastness of Buddhism, this is still Jining's not good at fighting and not making a dead hand. However, it seems easy to resolve it by yourself, but in fact it is stressful.

However, the core of it is mostly the art of influencing and confusing people, and he has the support of the "Tao Te Ching", as long as the realm is not far beyond his own people, he is not afraid. Immediately, he was a little curious, and he didn't know why Jining was so sure, so he asked: "The great monk knows that I want to fight with the people of Buddhism?"

"Naturally, the little monk has been worshipping the Buddha for many years, and the donor has a trace of Buddhist supernatural powers, which is far less than the mysterious little monk. Speaking of this, Jining was a little puzzled, not because he was conceited, but because if there was such a master in this world of Buddhism, why didn't he know.

Tang Yi knew that it was the breath of the bronze arm, but he didn't notice it, but he didn't expect it to be seen through by Ji Ming: "Then you still help me like this, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"

"The little monk cultivates the Buddha, not the Buddha, and one day, the little monk will not be able to prove the Buddha. These words are naturally arrogant, but from Jining's mouth, they give people a sense of plain confidence, and they can't help but believe what he says.

Even if Su Chuxue doesn't look down on the bald donkey of Buddhism, she can't help but sigh for Jining, the pattern is so big that it is not comparable to herself.