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The dry lamp stood quietly in front of the flat-headed monk, closed his eyes and bowed his head, and his mouth trembled with scriptures from time to time. In the meditation room, there is no figure of breaking the dust and the sea of evil.

"Old monk, after cultivating to Mahayana, he is still so submissive and cautious, it is difficult to become a great weapon!" "The flat-headed monk still turned his back and hummed softly.

The dry lamp was full of excitement, his face changed rapidly, he glanced at the flat-headed monk for a few breaths, but unfortunately the other party had no coercion, and his divine sense was spread up, and it was also a mud cow entering the sea, and he couldn't see the slightest clue.

"Amitabha, Master, please cross the dry lantern. The withered lamp has walked in the sea of Buddha for thousands of years, suffering from dull mind, struggling, still getting nothing, and knowing that it is difficult to make a difference. It's just that before the avenue, the ants still have to fight, let alone the withered lamp?"

"Well, old monk, you have a bodhisattva heart, but it's not impossible. But the problem is that you are not ambitious, so it is very difficult for you to become a Buddha and become holy. The reason why the Buddha is a Buddha is that he is not only compassionate, but also has boundless majesty, which can make the people of the world bow and worship, and also make Xiao Xiao's generation fearful. If you can do that, then you will also step into the Great Path and become a Buddha. ”

"Amitabha, Master, is that really the case?!" The light in the eyes of the withered lamp flickered, as if he saw infinite hope.

"I don't know what to do! You can try it. But after saying that, it is not allowed to be soft-hearted and give up halfway. ”

"Master, how much does it cost to pay for the withered lamp?"

"You don't have any money, you've already given up a heart. When the heart arrives, the intention also arrives. Let's go inside!"

The flat-headed monk bowed slightly, and his big hand was brushed out. An eight-Buddha Buddha leaf flew into the forehead of the withered lamp, and at the same time, his figure was also swept into the Sumeru Immortal Mansion on the Zen platform like smoke.

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"Your name is Deji, from Famen Temple?" Tianjiu squinted at the lean monk in front of him, and asked with a smile.

"That's right! The little monk De Halberd was also born in Famen Temple!"

"I heard that you killed the world and led the Famen Temple to flourish for a while, and six hundred major repairs gathered on the rooftop. It can be described as a glorious ancestor. It's just that your little scholar has been molded into a golden body, why haven't you molded into a Buddha?" Tianjiu continued to ask with a smile.

"Amitabha! To become a Buddha is also to be determined by heaven, and to have the Buddha's heart and Buddha's might. But without the help of Buddha's hand, it is still a mirror. Master, have you become a Buddha?" asked De Ji as he answered.

"No! I have no intention of having it! Master, I have the Buddha's heart, Buddha's power, and Buddha's hand, but I have no luck in the flowers. I am also determined to enjoy the colors of the world. Alas. It's against the will of the Buddha, it's really against the will of the Buddha!"

"Master, the little monk is not wealthy, and I ask the master to teach Zen as soon as possible......" De Ji secretly glanced at Tianjiu, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, I'll deduct that time for you. It's kind of a free gift. In this way, you pay 100 million of the best. I will make you a Buddha. ”

"100 million?" said Halberd shook his head with a wry smile.

"Then pay 50 million, I will let you achieve the body of a half-Buddha. ”

"Master, De Halberd Zhi seeks Buddhism, except for the classics, he has never accumulated a net worth, and now he has no more than three or five hundred thousand best products in his hands, what power do you think he can achieve?"

"This ...... Three and a half million, it's indeed a bit small, and I feel a little bit of a loss to even teach you a finger......" Tianjiu looked embarrassed.

"Hehehe! De Ji has spent his whole life hard, and he can't resist the power of a finger, that's it, that's it!" said De Ji Da Lu with a smile, turning around to leave.

"Oh, do you think it's worth half a million?"

Tian Jiu sneered, stroked out casually, a little purple mangs flew over, silently passed through the Zen Gate, passed through the sea of clouds for hundreds of miles, and then exploded violently, turning into thousands of purple mangs, accurately killing on the high-level spirit cranes that soared into the sky one by one. The sound of wailing, the airspace hundreds of miles away was empty, and the original scene of thousands of cranes flying suddenly disappeared, only a little black feather was flying in disorder.

"Wow~! One finger breaks ten thousand birds!Master, what is this method?" De Ji's eyes widened and he turned around in shock.

"Buddha Finger!"

"The Buddha finger, one of the three secret methods of the Dharma, is not right, no! The Buddha refers to the little monk, not to mention ten thousand cranes, even a ninth-order spirit crane is difficult to kill, and it is impossible to achieve such power. Halberd shook his head repeatedly.

"That's because you're stupid!How, do you want to learn?" Tian Jiu smiled with a thief's expression.

"Yes, I think so much! Master, I will give you all 500,000 superlatives, what price do you need to teach me?" the German Halberd Chick nodded like a peck.

"Simple, in the future, I will be the little brother of the Evil Sea God Monk wholeheartedly, and assist him in achieving great things. As for your 500,000 broken stones, you should keep them yourself! Master Ben is not short of money!"

"It's that simple?" said Halberd.

"Not bad!"

Under the throne of the monk, the halberd has long been worshiped in his heart. ”

"Well, in that case, Master Ben will give you a ride. Tianjiu said with a smile and waved his big hand. The same Buddha leaf sank into the monk's forehead and swept him away.

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Time flies, and the red sun is slanting westward in a blink of an eye. In front of the meditation hall, monks kept entering the small room and never came out again, and half of them shook their heads and sighed, leaving with a blank face.

The golden light floated, and a majestic Buddha body appeared in front of Tianjiu. He has a round face and white eyebrows, a white beard, and a purple gold Zen staff in his hand. It's just that this Zen staff is much thicker and more dazzling than Tianjiu's.

"Amitabha! Where is the benefactor, who is the demon here, and he is actually here to confuse the public, is it really that I am the cloud Buddha and no one?"

"Oh, old monk, what you say is not authentic. I pay for Zen, just to borrow the treasure land, I will teach it when a monk comes in, and I will sleep if no one comes in, how can it be a lieme to confuse the public?" Tianjiu sat on the ice crystal jade chair and replied with a smile.

"You have taken away most of the high-ranking monks in this temple, and you dare to quibble. Say, who sent you?" the old monk shouted loudly, and his eyes fell on the small jade palace on the meditation platform.

"Hehe, old monk, Cloud Buddha Temple, the clouds come and go, as long as the heart is to the Buddha, any monk can enter and exit freely. Now that the monks have found the holy place in their hearts, they naturally leave the Cloud Buddha. You'd better be restless and accept your fate!" Tianjiu snorted, his big hand flipped over, and there was a huge pork leg, and he started to eat it.

"Amitabha! It's really a demon! Today, the old man will do the way for heaven and accept you!" The old monk lightly twitched his Zen staff, and did not hesitate to pour a trace of spiritual dust into the staff.

The purple gold Zen staff hummed, emitting thousands of purple gold glows.

"Wait, you're the Abbot of Mida, right?" Tianjiu squinted and snorted.

"Yes, that's it!"

"What do you think of your Zen staff compared to this master's?" Tianjiu asked without falling, and threw it out casually.

With a teleportation, the Heavenly Zen Staff arrived in front of the abbot. The Zen staff trembled slightly, and several invisible belts flew out quickly, wrapping their heads around the old monk's purple gold Zen staff. Suddenly, the sound of the purple gold Zen staff wailing shrank sharply in the old monk's hand, and finally turned into a golden mallet three inches long.

"This ...... This...... This is the old man's Dharma Zen staff! Little thief, the old man is fighting with you!" The old monk looked at the three-inch golden mallet and wanted to cry without tears.

"Alas, if you speak disrespectfully, Master Ben will turn you into a three-inch little golden man and throw you into the sea of clouds to feed the birds. Tian Jiu sneered, the coercion on his body suddenly burst out, the old monk staggered, and the huge golden body completely disobeyed the call.

"Amitabha! Master Wuchen, can you let go of the Holy Buddha? He is my Cloud Buddha holy monk, and he is related to the foundation of Cloud Buddha for thousands of years. "There was a cry from the Sumeru Immortal Mansion.

"Shut up, little monk! You can only absorb it inside, and you are not allowed to recite scriptures. You also have to take care of the big monks under you, and tell them not to look around, if they don't look at it, they will be repaired badly, and they will even be kicked out. Tianjiu pointed at the little jade palace and shouted.

"Yes, Master Dustless!" replied helplessly.

"Old monk, how is it, do you still have to compare?" Tianjiu turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Amitabha! The old man's skills are not as good as people, you must not be from the spirit world, and please let the master let me go of the Cloud Buddha Temple!" The old monk's face was like ashes, and he looked at Tianjiu in a daze.

"Well, it's not too late to know the Dao, sit down!" Tianjiu pursed his lips, hiding all the coercion on his body.

The old monk fell into the broken chair with his buttocks, and the broken jade chair, which was already overwhelmed, fell into dispersion, and the old monk also sat on the ground with his teeth bared.

"Look at it, look at it! That's the result of your failure to do your job. In the meditation field of the sea monk, there are actually such garbage and broken chairs, are you Yunfo Temple very poor, but it is also the second major sect in the spirit world, right?!"

"Alas, it's the old man's fault, the old man admits it!" The old monk simply sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and stared.

"Well, just admit it. For the sake of the little monk interceding for you, I don't embarrass you. Your crutches will automatically return to their original appearance after a day, and there is no loss of power, and I will give you a little creation, and you will continue to lead the Cloud Buddha Temple to glory. ”

As Tianjiu spoke, a Buddha leaf quietly flew into the old monk's forehead. (To be continued......)