Chapter 813

The ascetic monk Huineng stood quietly aside.

When Zhao Fang walked towards the mural, he didn't stop and didn't respond.

After witnessing Qiu Guangling's murder, he knew clearly that he could not stop Zhao Fang at all.

Even twenty years of closed mouth meditation, turned into an attack, can't kill him!

This calm, until Zhao Fang burst out that rude remark, his slightly drooping eyes slowly raised, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile rather than a smile.

"Even if you have great strength, what's the difference? The inheritance left in the murals by my predecessors of Buddhism and Taoism has nothing to do with strength!"

Zhao Fang naturally doesn't know what Huineng thinks.

But he, with keen perception, vaguely caught the faint smile at the corner of Huineng's mouth.

His face was expressionless, but his heart moved suddenly.

"Dare you ask the master's law number?"

Seeing that Zhao Fang actually looked at himself, Huineng was surprised. He quickly converged on the faint smile at the corners of his mouth, folded his hands, and returned to a Buddhist ceremony, "little monk Zen Huineng!"

After a period of adaptation, his voice and accent are not much different from those of normal people.

"Is there something strange in this mural?" Zhao Fang went straight to the point without beating around the bush.

Huineng was a little silent and nodded.

Before Qiu Guangling came, disciples of other forces touched the inheritance in the murals.

Therefore, he also knew that Zhao Fang couldn't hide it.

"Master, can you gain?"

Hearing this, Huineng slightly raised his eyebrow, didn't know what he thought, and nodded slowly again. "This mural contains the Buddhist and Taoist philosophy of my Buddha's great virtue all his life. Not everyone can understand it. Only some people who are destined to my Buddha can understand it. Even the little monk only understood some fur."

With these words, Zhao Fang has been clearly told not to think about Buddha murals.

People like you who kill with iron blood have no fate with Buddhism. Even I, an authentic Buddhist disciple, only see some fur. What can you understand?

Zhao Fang is such a wise man that he can't hear the voice outside Huineng's words.

Immediately said with a smile, "the way of fate Dharma is very mysterious. It chooses predestined people, and it is not limited to Buddhism. I can't say that it is the disciples of other sects who can get this inheritance!"

Hearing this, Huineng knew not to give up. Thinking of the scene of his failure just now, a sneer appeared in his heart. He didn't say much and let Zhao Fang run into a wall.

Zhao Fang vaguely guessed Huineng's mind, with a smile on his face, but he was very angry in his heart.

He waved slightly to the four people in Tianpeng, "come and have a look. Maybe you will become a predestined person of the Buddha sect!"

The four grinned and stared at the Buddha mural.

A moment later, the four people were shocked and woke up with a slight pallor.

Seeing Zhao Fang looking over, the four people spread their hands helplessly.

One side of Huineng saw this scene. Under his expressionless face, the trace of happiness could not be hidden, but quietly climbed up to the top of his eyebrows.

Zhao Fang was annoyed and stepped forward again, staring at the Buddha mural.

After a long time, Zhao Fang looked straight and still didn't mean to enter the understanding state.

"Can't you really understand?"

Zhao Fang was extremely unwilling.

"Ding!"

"The system detects that players are very strong and want to understand the inheritance of murals. Do you consume 5 billion supreme coins to obtain the inheritance of murals?"

The prompt sound of the system suddenly sounded.

"Five billion? Why don't you grab it!"

Zhao Fang immediately returned unhappily.

Not to mention, he killed a group of enemies and did not have 5 billion of the supreme coins he had accumulated.

Even if there is.

Zhao Fang would never trade such a large amount of supreme coins for the illusory mural in front of him. I don't know whether it is a deceiving mural inheritance.

Unless, first let him see the benefits.

Make him think it's a good deal!

"Five billion supreme coins... It's twice as expensive as when the system version was updated to 2.0 at that time. Only fools can use so many supreme coins in exchange for the so-called Buddhist inheritance."

Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes and had great doubts about the inheritance of murals.

He did not believe that the mural inheritance, in the end, inherited something, even let the system judge that it needed three billion supreme coins to exchange.

"In addition to the supreme coin, there is only one way to understand. But I don't seem to be interested in Buddhism."

Zhao Fang frowned.

The reason why he is so urgent about the Buddha statues and murals in front of him.

From two.

First, hit Huineng's face.

This guy is merciful on the surface, inside and outside his words, he completely shows a tone of inheriting Buddhism and only inheriting Buddhism disciples, which makes Zhao Fang very unhappy!

Second, after being aware of the system's' pricing 'for the Buddha murals, Zhao Fang became interested in the inheritance inside!

"Yes!"

Suddenly, Zhao Fang's eyes lit up.

"Hum, make a mystery!"

Huineng saw Zhao Fang's expression and sneered in his heart. He didn't think that Zhao Fang could understand the secret in the Buddha mural.

But when Zhao Fang turned his palm, a card appeared in the palm.

"Card? What can this do?"

Huineng is a little puzzled.

At the next moment, Zhao Fang crushed the palm card and then fixed his eyes on the mural.

"What the hell? You think you can understand the secret in the mural by crushing a card? Are you kidding?"

Huineng sneered with great disdain.

But the next moment.

His face was slightly stiff.

Because a breath of great God, holy and compassionate, even emanated from Zhao Fang.

This breath is very similar to the breath of Buddhism!

"How possible!"

Hui Kong came forward and looked at Zhao Fang strangely.

In the hall, others looked at Zhao Fang with a ghost like face.

"Is he the so-called 'predestined person'?"

"Does he want to master the inheritance in the Buddha murals?"

"Great virtue of Buddhism and Taoism, how could you choose an executioner and a butcher to become your own fate? Aren't you teasing me?"

If it hadn't been for the powerful deterrent brought by Xiong Ba sword slave Xu Fengnian and others to kill the disciples of the God of war hall, I'm afraid they would have scolded.

Although they didn't open their mouth, their faces were as strange as they could be.

immediately.

They looked at the Hui Neng Hui Kong of Zen.

Looking at the two people with the same ignorant face, they were slightly relieved of the strangeness in their hearts. Instead, they smiled with schadenfreude.

"Buddhism and Taoism are powerful. Instead of choosing Zen disciples of the Buddhist branch, they chose an outsider. This is a great irony!"

Huikong and others naturally noticed that the people's ridiculed eyes.

however.

Their two minds were completely invested in Zhao Fang, and they had no time to pay attention to them.

"It's impossible, impossible. Buddha's great virtue, how can you choose such a murderous butcher? It's impossible!"

Hui Neng murmured, and his hands trembled slightly.

Just then.

Zhao Fang was suddenly filled with a layer of rich and sacred Buddha light, which instantly set off his figure with incomparably high, solemn and solemn.

It seems that Zhao Fang is no longer standing here, but a Buddha!