Chapter 3 Breaking through Zhenyue, the Buddha said to release the bowl
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In this short period of time, the Arhat who raised the bowl instantly mastered the best way to fight against Zhou Yan, facing this Buddha power barrier like a turtle shell, Zhou Yan at this time seemed to be helpless and had no way to start.
However, will things really be as the bowl-raising Arhat imagined? Will Zhou Yan really not be able to deal with the bowl-raising Arhat?
Facing the bowl-raising arhat who was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed under the protection of Zhenyue's bowl, Zhou Yan's face quietly flashed a wicked smile.
Zhou Yan's right hand flipped, and a gorgeous golden light appeared in the palm of his hand, the golden light dissipated, and a golden long stick that seemed to be dotted with stars appeared in Zhou Yan's palm, which was the Ruyi golden hoop stick that had advanced to the innate Dao soldier.
"I want to take a look, is your turtle shell harder, or the Ruyi golden hoop stick in the hand of this seat is more powerful, just a fairy, dare not measure yourself in front of this seat, this seat wants to teach you the truth of life", Zhou Yan stroked the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand, squinted at the Arhat holding the bowl, and said with an evil smile on his face.
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, what is the joy of life, what is the fear of death, Taoist friends are in love, people have greed, miscellaneous thoughts, obsessions, desires, these are not advisable. The Buddha said, "Self-grasping is the root of suffering." Fellow Daoist Daoist is going astray, the poor monk advises you, it is better to put down the butcher's knife as soon as possible and turn back to the shore", the bowl-raising Arhat shrouded in the Buddha's light barrier said with a peaceful face.
"Put down the butcher's knife? Hmph! Those are just the tricks of your Western Buddhism to fool the world, you don't have to show your tongue in front of this seat, since you are not afraid of death, then you can step forward and die, why do you still hide in this turtle shell, you monk talks like a fart, you really lie without blinking, this seat is ashamed of you", Zhou Yan snorted coldly.
"Fellow Daoist, you are wrong. All the desires of the world are not tireless, and all the harms are harmful, so why should the clouds lose themselves? All the streams of the world return to the sea, and they are not satisfied, and they are not tired of suffering. Everything the poor monks have done is not just for the poor monks themselves, but for the sake of all the sentient beings in the world who are still suffering," he said in a calm tone.
"Hmph, you are worthy of being a monk of Western Heaven Buddhism, and you can really speak the Tao, but unfortunately, all this of you is nothing in the eyes of this seat, what you have done is really quite ridiculous, let this seat cut off your thoughts, open your eyes and look at it, how did this seat break this turtle shell that you regard as its own sustenance", Zhou Yan sneered, the divine power in his body was running, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand exuded endless light.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan's figure moved, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand swung forward, and the golden power of light sprinkled throughout the ruined ancient temple, shining this dim ancient temple that had already stepped into the twilight as if it were day.
At this time, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in Zhou Yan's hand moved forward, and with the blessing of his own martial arts true intention, the body of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick seemed to be endlessly extended, and the entire ancient temple seemed to have turned into a heaven and earth chess game in Zhou Yan's hands, and the bowl Arhat in front of Zhou Yan and the Zhenyue bowl in front of him all turned into a chess piece on this side of the heaven and earth chess game, and the Ruyi gold hoop stick in Zhou Yan's hand also turned into a vast dividing line on the chess game of this side of heaven and earth.
This style is the fifth type of "vertical and horizontal opening and closing" in the Nine Styles of Optimism.
"It's not good, Sun Wukong, you dare to do this", facing Zhou Yan's stick method, the Arhat who originally had a calm face raised the bowl, and his face showed a look of panic.
Zhou Yan's stick method of the heaven and earth vitality lock will be firmly sealed in the bowl Arhat, its body can not move, and even in Zhou Yan's style of stick method contained in the martial arts true intent brought by the power of heaven and earth, but also the bowl in front of the Zhenyue bowl Arhat and the surrounding earth to isolate the connection, this is why the bowl Arhat will suddenly look panicked, because he can't perceive the connection between the Zhenyue bowl and the earth, and if the Zhenyue bowl has no connection with the earth, then the defensive power of the Buddha power barrier it brings will be greatly reduced, reduced to the point that Zhou Yan's strength can be easily brokenThis is also the reason why Zhou Yan performed this style.
"Hahaha, this is what this seat has done, what can you do about me, enjoy the last breath of air in your life, your turtle shell is gone, you have no way back", looking at the arhat who raised the bowl with a panicked expression, Zhou Yan laughed.
"The hateful Monkey King, the poor monk will not let you go", the arhat gritted his teeth and said, at this critical juncture, he did not have the expression of being a great monk at all, but his face turned hideous.
"Hahaha, I want to see how you, a monk, won't let me go, but before that, you should take care of yourself, because you are going to die under the stick of this seat", Zhou Yan laughed, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand moved again.
The dividing line made by the Ruyi golden hoop rod that exuded a vast light suddenly moved together, and slashed towards the bowl-raising monk, as if to cut the bowl-raising monk who was bound to the heaven and earth vitality lock on the heaven and earth chess game.
The Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick hit the Buddha power barrier released by the Zhenyue bowl at this time, with a roaring bang, the Buddha light barrier that seemed to be as stable as a mountain was actually shattered by the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in Zhou Yan's hand, and there was a strange wail in the Zhenyue bowl, and then, the Buddha light emitted from its body dimmed and fell into the hands of the Arhat who raised the bowl, sure enough, this Zhenyue bowl did not have the fetters of the power of the earth, and this Buddha power barrier was nothing in Zhou Yan's eyes.
What's more, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in Zhou Yan's hand is now an innate Dao soldier, and the Zhenyue Bowl in the hand of the Arhat is just the quality of an acquired Dao soldier, and it is natural to be defeated by Zhou Yan.
At the same time, after breaking the Zhenyue bowl, Zhou Yan retracted the true meaning of the martial arts brought by the "vertical and horizontal opening and closing" style, and the wishful golden hoop stick in his hand moved, and Zhou Yan unceremoniously waved out another stick.
The golden light of the debut appeared on the Ruyi golden hoop stick in Zhou Yan's hand, and the fire and vitality of heaven and earth turned into countless thunder and lightning attached to the body of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, turning into a thunderbolt meteor, slashing towards the head of the Arhat who raised the bowl.
Facing Zhou Yan's style, the bowl-raising Arhat felt a deep breath of death, as if permeating his body, as if death was his only destination, Zhou Yan's style, so that the bowl-raising Arhat couldn't have the idea of resisting for a while.
However, after all, the Arhat of the Bowl was an existence from Western Heaven Buddhism that advanced to the Bodhisattva Fruit Level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm as an Arhat, and quickly got rid of the backlog of clouds in his heart.
I saw that the Arhat holding the bowl had his hands folded and his eyes were wide open, and Zhenyue's bowl was floating in front of the Arhat's chest.
"When the Buddha was in the ashram, he sat with all the bodhisattvas, the bhikshus, the bhikshunis, the upasaks, the upasas, the heavenly kings, the Buddhas, the Brahmanas, the ghosts, the gods, the dragons, and all the non-human beings. The Buddha said that the Bodhisattva Dharma has no central robbery, hard work and hard work, all the hardships, the ten directions of charity, gold and silver treasures, chariots, horses, slaves, wives and wives, and the muscles of the leader are not cherished, and they are used to give to the people of the ten directions, and they are diligent and hardworking.
At that time, the two hundred heavenly sons of the heavens in the past life were not strong as the Bodhisattva Dao, and they were diligent in seeking the Tao in the Buddha's place, and it was rare to recite Taoist dramas, and their hearts turned to Arhat and the Buddha's path. The Buddha knew that the Son of Heaven wanted to turn, so he turned into a person, upright, and ordered to take the Baiwei rice to the Buddha's place, and the former chief knelt down with his hands to salute the white Buddha and said: "May the Buddha mourn me and receive this meal!"
There is a Bodhisattva sitting in front of the Buddha in the sitting, the word Manjushri, and the white Buddha said: "You should remember the old grace." ”
The bodhisattvas in the audience turned to each other and asked, "Manjushri, what kind of grace did you have in your previous life, giving to the Buddha and regaining your desire to get the Buddha's meal?"
The Buddha gave up the bowl to the ground, and then went down into the ground, and even the Buddha temple of Rabiraya, the name of the brake was Botuosha, and the bowl was suspended in the air. When the Bodhisattvas saw it, they knelt down in front of the white Buddha: "Where did the hanging bowl come from, and it didn't fall to the ground?"
The Buddha said: "And wait for a while, when you see the Bodhisattva's mighty and divine changes." ”
At that time, Shakyamuni Buddha told Mahamu: "Go and ask for a bowl." ”
The Maha eyes are connected into the eight thousand samadhi, and the eight thousand Buddha temples are invisible, that is, the Buddha says: "I don't know where to seek the bowl." ”
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One after another, the Buddha's words turned into yellow Buddha light and emerged from the body of the Arhat who was silently chanting.
At this time, the Buddha light on the body of the Arhat who was constantly reciting the "Buddha Says the Bowl Sutra" in his mouth was accumulating thicker and thicker, and layers of Buddha light shrouded all over the body of the Arhat holding the bowl, and even the Zhenyue bowl suspended in his chest also resonated under the light of the Buddha in the mouth of the Arhat of the bowl, exuding a faint yellow brilliance.
In the continuous chanting of the Arhat, the breath on his body gradually merged with the breath of the Zhenyue bowl, and the layers of yellow Buddha light were also rendered with a trace of ancient copper, rendering the yellow Buddha light into a bronze brilliance.
The bronze Buddha light shrouded the body of the Arhat, and the Buddha light quickly condensed, and its image turned into a huge bronze bowl to firmly guard the body of the Arhat in it, and the figure of the Arhat was invisible.
"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, let everything in front of this seat be nothing", Zhou Yan shouted, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand was mixed with the power of divine thunder descending from the nine heavens, and hit the bowl made of Buddha's power hard.
"Bell", a loud sound, like the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu, constantly echoed between the entire ancient temple, the power brought by the confrontation between the two leaked out, turned into a gust of wind, swept in it, the entire ancient temple became dusty, everywhere sprinkled, scattered yellow sand dust.
A sound like glass shattering glass quietly came out, and under the great power of Zhou Yan's "Thunder Wanjun", which was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder descending into the world, the bronze surface of the huge bowl made of the supreme Buddhist mana cultivated by the Arhat appeared a slight crack.