Chapter 393

"Qiang... Qiang...!"

In the red eyes of the demon ape, two materialized red awns were shot out, just like two sharp blades, making a sonorous sound with a kind of inexplicable great power.

This is the eye of breaking illusions. It can penetrate the void in the world and see through all illusions. It is suitable to deal with the current state of the old monk.

"Amitabha

The old monk was kind to his eyes and eyebrows, his hands folded together, his mouth chanted the Buddha's name, and his whole body glittered with gold. A Buddha's name can make people's heart of conversion. He is absolutely an eminent monk.

"Hum!"

The void trembled, and the ripples appeared. Just as the red mansions were cut, a golden light covered the old monk.

This is the Buddhist body protection skill, known as the strongest defense in the world.

On the surface of the mask, the golden runes revolve and beat around the mask. One by one, the old monks sit cross legged and recite sutras in their mouths. The sound of Zen singing is like the sound of the road, which resonates with the rune.

It is also the strongest defense. The old monk is much more advanced than the good and evil monks. The old monk and rune are almost integrated into one.

In addition to the more flexible and vivid runes, the old monks chanting sutras are also shining all over the body, like real eminent monks, like living strong men, rather than the brand caused by war skills.

Looking at the old monk above the mask, Zichen was in a daze, and his face was constantly changing, because no matter how he looked at it, the old monk chanting sutras was the same as the old monk in front of him, and they were like one person.

"This body protection skill, can't it be created by him?" Zichen was in a daze, his face was incredible, and he was seriously doubted in his heart. He was an immortal monk with great prestige.

"Qiang Qiang..."

the materialized red awn, chopped on the light shield, broke out a clang sound, the golden light flickered continuously, and the runes flickered one after another, dissolving this inexplicable power.

Finally, the red light dissipated, and the broken eye did not break through the strongest defense, and the old monk was safe and sound.

During this period, Zichen made several attacks. As before, he couldn't beat the old monk. The latter seemed to be afraid of the little guy's arrogant eyes. In addition, he changed between reality and illusion.

Of course, the most let Zichen angry, or the old monk has never seen him.

"Old bald ass, if you have the ability to fight, what's your ability to hide and hide like this?" Zichen angrily drank, playing thousands of golden lights, like a sharp blade, cutting toward the monk, but still useless.

"Amitabha

At this time, Guanghua flashed. There were dozens of old monks around, and each of them had the same appearance. Zichen was surrounded by good and evil monks.

"This is arhat's part." Seeing these old monks, the good and evil monks gave a cry of surprise.

"Amitabha, there is no amitabha in the South..." dozens of old monks, with their hands folded, chanted again. One by one, the golden runes were beating, forming a Buddha character, blocking the world.

This is a kind of profound Buddhist Scripture. It has the ability to transform people into Buddhas. It can bring people back to bliss, and there will be no disaster or difficulty.

"This is an ancient Buddhist Scripture." The good and evil monks were in a daze, and then they were ecstatic, as if they had found a treasure.

It is indeed a treasure to be able to hear an old man chanting ancient scriptures. Of course, it is more appropriate to call it opportunity.

He was originally a Buddha, and he was not afraid of degree transformation. At the moment, he directly crossed his knees and chanted sutras with these old monks. One by one, the Buddhist characters beat, forming an indescribable great power. He even joined forces to transform Zichen.

"You dead monk, you traitor!" Zichen was furious, and his soul was greatly impacted. All the Buddhist sounds were around him. Even if he blocked his ears, he still sounded in his heart.

The words and characters of Buddha sound, such as a slap in the head, make people fully understand, see through the world of mortals, understand life and death, and have the idea of conversion.

"Boom

The breath of Zichen's whole body was more torrential, playing boundless combat skills, but unfortunately, even those sub bodies could not be hit, as if hit in the illusory general.

It's like, people are in the dark, you are in the light, no matter how you hit, you can't hit each other, on the contrary, they can hit themselves.

"Bang!" "Bang!" ...

during this period, the clanging sound is constantly ringing, and the little guy always makes a false eye, but every old guy can use the body protection skill.

This arhat is obviously also extraordinary combat skills.

"Zichen, this is the inheritance of Buddhism. You should quit quickly, or you will be dulized." At this time, a voice sounded in the distance. It was a middle-aged beautiful woman, kind to remind.

They just stepped back, not blocked by the light of Buddha, but also no longer the crisis. Now they are standing in the distance.

"Inheritance?" Zichen was stunned and looked at the good and evil monks again. His whole body was shining and his precious appearance was solemn. He murmured to himself and his face was satisfied. Obviously, he had a great harvest.

"Yes, this should be the inheritance of Buddhism. You should quit quickly, so as not to be dulled." The middle-aged woman said.

"No, I can't quit. Since it's inheritance, I'll get it too." Zichen shakes his head, the eye is radiant.He had fought with the monk several times. He had long been interested in the Buddhist skills of the monk. Now the opportunity to get the magic skill was right in front of him. Naturally, he could not miss it.

Such an opportunity, once missed, is bound to be struck by thunder and lightning.

"You're crazy. It's a Buddhist tradition. You're not a monk. How can you get it unless you want to be tamed?"

"I can get it if I don't get it." Zichen was stubborn.

At present, he sat cross legged, no longer fighting with the old monk, but before that, he threw the little guy out.

He insisted on his original mind and did not allow himself to be measured. At the same time, he tried to sense everything in the Buddhist characters.

This is an ancient Buddhist Scripture, broad and profound, vast and boundless. As soon as Zichen sensed it, he felt that he had entered a big ocean, and various profound and rational theories appeared.

Looking into the eye, the golden light is bright, like a golden world, and one by one ancient Buddhist characters, full of heaven and earth, forming this world.

Monks, Arhats, and baldheads, because of all that they have, all recite sutras on their knees, such as saying what they say and saying what they say. When they open their mouth, they will have ancient Chinese characters.

If you don't convert to Buddhism and want to understand Buddhism, it's even more difficult than going to heaven. It's just like there are endless shackles on your body. Your spiritual sense and perception are reduced by dozens of times. You can only see the ancient words, but you can't understand the meaning.

Although this kind of feeling can be cancelled in a moment, but he wants to convert to Buddhism. Zichen is obviously unwilling to do so. So it's only in the vague sense that you can feel everything.

"Six word truth, Buddhist body protection, where are you?" In the golden world full of monks, Zichen drank a lot. He was not greedy and did not force him to understand all the Buddhist skills. He only had two, but it was the strongest.

In particular, the six character truth has long been lost.

"Well

All of a sudden, a chanting voice, spread into Zichen's ears, trembling heart.

"This is the six character truth."

Zichen followed the sound and looked, and found a monk sitting on a futon. His whole body was shining with gold. The scripture recited by him was the sound of the six character truth. Beside him, there were five futons, but there were only five vague figures among them.

Indistinctly between, purple Chen can hear, another five character true words.

In the distance, the people in the GuangYue pavilion have been watching. Zichen is really feeling the inheritance of Buddhism. The whole body is bright with golden light and the appearance of treasure is solemn.

"He won't be tempered, will he?"

The woman with big eyes opened her mouth. At the moment, Zichen was in a wrong state. Her appearance was solemn and her golden light was bright. She looked like an eminent monk with a bald head.

"You see, behind him, there is a figure." Another exclamation.

Follow the sound and look, several people see Zichen behind, suddenly appeared a fuzzy Buddha shadow, treasure solemn, hands together, mouth chanting.

"No, Zichen is going to convert."

At the same time, Zichen became more and more solemn.

In the golden world, Zichen's pupil shrinks, the golden light in his eyes flickers, and he sees clearly towards the other five futons.

If there is no wrong guess, the five lights and shadows should be the other five words of the six character truth, but they are illusory and vague, and they can only vaguely hear the five character Buddhist sound.

Zichen is unwilling. He doesn't understand whether he has not converted, or whether the good and evil monks can't see clearly. So he wants to have a look and listen carefully. Unconsciously, he is devoted to it.

In the outside world, the images of the Buddha are more and more realistic.

"Hum!"

All of a sudden, a tremor rings out, from Zichen's heart, Lei Yuan is trembling, surging a strange wave, awakens Zichen.

Zichen suddenly woke up, a burst of fear, full of cold sweat, thought that Buddhism is not simple, he nearly hit the road.

After that, Zichen meditates on the pronunciation of the character, and when there is a crisis, Lei Yuan will remind himself.

"Boom

Outside, just in the Guangyue Pavilion, several people were stunned. Zichen's whole body was filled with endless golden light. At the next moment, the Buddha's shadow was dispersed and replaced by another golden body, which was the shadow of Zichen.

At the same time, Zichen felt the real "Ma" pronunciation, which was only a syllable, but Zichen deeply felt that it was a vast ocean.

Buddhism has its own words. If you understand the six character truth, you can be invincible in today's world.

However, Zichen felt the vastness with only one "Ma" pronunciation. After all his life, he might not be able to understand it thoroughly. If he wanted to understand the six character truth, he was just daydreaming.

Today, it's a coincidence that I'm lucky to be able to learn the word "mantra". This is the most powerful mantra among Buddhists.

However, Zichen did not continue to understand, but continued to move forward, looking for Buddhist body protection skills, known as the strongest defense.

On the highest futon, Zichen saw the old monk. He was reciting sutras. But in addition to the ancient scriptures, there were also Buddhist body protection skills.

The good and evil monks are sitting on their knees, like disciples, listening attentively.Zichen rushes in, although the golden light is bright, it is really like a demon, and is out of place.

"Buddhist body protection skill!"

Zichen looked at the old monk chanting sutras, looking forward to it.

"Well

But at this time, a six character sound sounded, shaking the sky, and the whole golden world was shaking and seemed to be breaking. The good and evil monks who had been quiet suddenly looked up and saw Zichen. Then, the solemn expression of Baoxiang suddenly became ferocious.

"Zichen... You!" Before we can drink, the whole golden world collapses.

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