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- Lord Buddha sent his disciples into battle, so he was naturally concerned about their side. But judging from the reaction of the sleepy Zen master, Lord Buddha was probably dissatisfied with their performance.
Therefore, I want Master Wang to come over and teach them a lesson.
"Amitabha, the old monk realizes that he pursues the Lord Buddha wholeheartedly and is meticulous. He never dares to slack off in his practice. Today, I have forgotten why Master wants to make things difficult for us. Is the Lord Buddha really dissatisfied with us?"
A certain eminent monk from Lingyin Temple said in a deep voice.
"Yes, my Buddha is the intention in my heart. All I need is for my Buddha to raise his arms and call out. Thousands of Buddhist monks will immediately make great ambitions and swear to follow my Buddha to the death!"
The other monks also said one after another that the appearance of Wang Wang made their hearts twitch. The fact that a true disciple of Lord Buddha can come here is enough to explain the problem. The other monk does not really come here to learn Buddhism. The true disciple of Lord Buddha is walking outside. They represent the Lord Buddha, and coming to the Buddha Debate Platform is 100% to convey the Lord Buddha¡¯s meaning.
At this moment, it¡¯s just a riddle.
"Amitabha, I don't mean this, I have just said it. I just want to listen to the Dharma of the masters. I have no other intentions. Please don't take it personally!"
"If you are dissatisfied with the young monk, you can come up and teach the young monk how to behave. The young monk has not yet fully understood the principles of how to behave in the world!"
The forgotten monk looked dull and looked at the people in the audience with empty eyes and said quietly.
"Master Forgot, since there is no order from the Lord Buddha, then it is the right way to go back to Lingshan Mountain to practice Buddhism as soon as possible. There is only a poor monk here to preside over it."
"Subdued Dragon Arhat said coldly, and directly issued an order to expel the guests.
It is not a secret that the Lord Buddha¡¯s right-hand man and the Lord Buddha are not at odds with each other.
As the personal Arhats of the Lord Buddha, the two of them, Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger, should be responsible for internal and external affairs. However, the Lord Buddha's direct descendants have greatly divided their powers. Their special status means that they can still gain high prestige even if they do not appear all year round.
Migrant workers who work hard to work for the Buddhist doors all day are naturally dissatisfied with their hearts.
"After understanding the Dharma of all the masters, the little monk will leave on his own."
Wang Wang said unhurriedly, his eyes kept scanning the crowd, as if he was looking for something, but it seemed hollow and his eyes were unfocused.
"Hey, hey, hey, you bald donkey is very arrogant. I, Old Sun, want to see what you can do!"
Sun Xingzhe said fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes, golden monkey hair growing all over his body, and the runes on the golden stick in his hand flashed and shone brightly.
"The Buddhist nature emanating from the monks in the abandoned land of the East is also unique. It is indeed the three thousand avenues, different paths leading to the same destination!"
Wang Wang glanced at Sun Xingzhe, his eyes showed approval, and he nodded.
"Bold, what are you barking at?"
"What's your identity? What's my identity? Give me a stick!"
Sun Xingzhe was furious. This little monk with an unattractive appearance actually looked like an elder. This simply meant that he was not taken into consideration!
The golden cudgel in his hand rose against the storm, standing tall against the sky and the ground, and the terrifying golden cudgel crashed down towards Monk Wang.
"You bastard, how dare you take action against Master Wang!"
"How can a foreign country bumpkin like you blaspheme the true teachings of Lord Buddha!"
Seeing the scene in front of them, the monks around them shouted angrily and wanted to step forward to stop him, but it was too late. The thick stick like golden lightning slammed into Wang's face.
¡°Hi, hi, hi, hi!¡±
Forgetting that he also yawned, he stretched himself and lay down directly in front of the monks, like a reclining Buddha.
Above the futon, layers of azure halos rise, like streams of water, and it is difficult for the golden cudgel to absorb anything after it comes into contact with it.
The expected terrifying collision did not appear, there was only an eerie tranquility.
"Huh?"
¡°You bald donkey is quite capable, you are much stronger than the monk from Kutuo Temple!¡±
There was a hint of surprise in Sun Xingzhe's eyes. He could resist his attack so easily. This is not an easy thing for Monk Wang. He has practiced both his cultivation and Buddhism to a considerable extent!
???????????????? The monk was speechless and stayed where he was and dozed off.
Circles of blue halo surrounded him, protecting him. The azure blue halo circulated. No matter how Sun Xingzhe launched his attack, it was difficult to hurt him at all.
"Sleep Zen!"
¡°This is sleep Zen!¡±
? ?I have heard about Master Wang¡¯s sleep meditation technique for a long time, but I didn¡¯t expect to be lucky enough to see it with my own eyes today. It¡¯s really incredible! "
"It is truly worthy of being taught by my Buddha. Such exquisite Buddhist teachings are beyond the reach of ordinary people!"
The monks' eyes were wide open, and they were in a state of sleepy Zen. This was something that many Buddhist monks could only ask for. To defend against enemies in their sleep, everything was left to the body's instinct, with the minimum consumption and the most accurate positioning to defend against everything. form of attack.
"But acquiring this skill is a talent, and not everyone can practice it casually.
"How can you be my opponent when you are asleep? You are just trying to fool these soft-legged shrimps by pretending to be a ghost!"
Sun Xingzhe refused to accept it. The golden hoop in his hand danced like an airtight ball, trying to crush it with the purest strength. A terrifying strong wind hit his face. Most of the monks in the field changed their expressions and stepped back involuntarily.
Especially the monks of Kutuo Temple, when they saw this scene, they knew that Sun Xingzhe had released a sea for them.
With such violent power, it only takes one stick to kill all the monks present.
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"Hey, hey, hey, give me another stick!"
"Break the killing formation and level the sky!"
Strange things appeared on the futon, and a golden monkey-headed shadow appeared from behind him. He faced countless elite soldiers and generals, with one against a million. This was the dance of his visualization. A battlefield exudes a strong killing atmosphere.
¡°Hi, hi, hi, hi!¡±
The forgotten monk yawned again, changed his position and continued to sleep. A drop of crystal overflowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was sleeping sweetly.
With the Pajamas Zen Skill fully activated, the azure shield is like a ball of cotton. No matter how hard the golden cudgel is struck, it is unable to break through the shield. It can only be continuously drained of force and eventually return to nothingness.
¡°How brave!¡±
"This tortoise shell is really hard, but it's just a tortoise shell. If you don't take the initiative, you won't be able to hurt me!"
Sun Xingzhe said coldly.
(Fish and Meat roared: Something happened to me recently and I¡¯m currently suing. Please don¡¯t be offended if it¡¯s slower.)
But that¡¯s when he finished speaking.
The azure blue passport twisted and fluctuated for a while, and a tentacle rose into the sky, turning into a sky-covering hand and grabbing Sun Xingzhe fiercely.
"Wuzhishan!"
Forgetting that his lips were trembling, as if he was talking in sleep, the big blue hand in the void turned into a mountain, and suddenly fell down, unstoppably pressing Sun Xingzhe under him.
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