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Since Fahai taught the Fa 2 and Three Waves, there has been a follower around him. From then on, Fahai has lived a happy life like a great man.

All hard work and tiring work are done first by Fa Er, and all the fragrant and spicy things are tasted first by Fa Hai. What Fa Hai needs to do is to talk about ambiguous romantic theory, which can make Fa Er full of energy as if it is full of chicken blood.

The so-called "those who work hard to control others" and those who work hard to control others is like this.

In the past few days, Fahai has spent most of his time practicing meditation while accompanying Zen Master Wudu down the mountain. Now, Fahai's Hinayana transport method has reached the level of perfection.

The Hinayana transport is the basis of all the magic use of Dalin. The key is to accumulate the power of thought. As long as the power of thought is strong, it will naturally be smooth when practicing.

Needless to say, Fahai's mind power is self-evident. In addition to his acquired spirit, he is naturally good at controlling magic power. Therefore, Fahai has thoroughly comprehended this book "The Hinayana Transportation Method" that ordinary disciples in the inner courtyard need to practice for a year.

According to the standards of this world, the destructive power generated by a year of mana is about one jin, which is equivalent to the power of nine oxes and two tigers in the previous life.

Fahai now has sixty years of magic power, which can be said to be level 1 in his previous life. As long as he wants, he can make a full truck fly into the air, or cause the ten-story building to collapse instantly.

Now if Fahai goes down the mountain to steal chickens, let alone a few old peasants, even if the regular army of the court comes over and does not have military experts to take charge, it will not be able to stop the power of his thoughts.

This is the difference between cultivators of the secret realm of immortality and ordinary mortals. It can be said that it is a world of difference.

This feeling of mastering absolute power and being able to kill people in an instant is sometimes floating even if it is deep like the sea of ​​Dharma, creating an illusion of overlooking sentient beings. This is also the reason why powerful people often regard sentient beings as ants, because they no longer regard themselves as humans.

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There is a bell platform up to a hundred feet high on the back mountain in the inner courtyard of Dalin Temple. There is a huge Buddhist bell cast on it. The huge Buddhist bell is majestic in shape and weighs ten thousand pounds. It is densely covered with ancient Sanskrit. It is said that the sound of this bell can often be heard to enable sentient beings to open the sea of ​​mind and consciousness, eliminate all kinds of troubles, and have many benefits to cultivation.

Therefore, every morning, evening class, and dinner, monks from Dalin Temple will have novice monks who specialize in the bell to ring the bell for three or hundreds of rings. Of course, this is definitely a job of hard work.

On the bell stage, he looked up at the giant clock hammer hanging high above his head, which was a circle thicker than his waist and weighed a thousand pounds. Fa Eryi looked depressed.

"Senior brother, why do you always ring the bell?"

“Because we didn’t raise chickens.”

On the wide steps on one side of the Zhongtai, Fahai held a thick book of "Notes on Wuya", while reading it with great pleasure, while answering casually.

"Senior brother, I mean, why is it obvious that the person who is Si Zhong today is you, but the person who is hitting the bell is me..."

"If you have something to do, I will accept my efforts. Why don't you want to learn the Three Waves Mantra?"

"I'll hit the bell for you if I pass it on to me for the second wave!"

"You want to learn the second wave without even understanding the romance. Be careful not to be greedy." Fahai smiled.

"Hmph, how long has it been? I'm afraid that Cui'er would let others hook up before I finished learning the Three Waves of Mantra. In short, if you don't pass on my next move, I'll... I'll stop learning it." Fa Er shook his head without giving in.

When Fahai heard this, he put the notes in his hand together, turned his head to look at the excited Fa Er, and smiled silently, but it shocked Fa Er and suddenly became wary. After getting along these days, Fa Er had understood the calculation. Since Fa Hai was beaten to steal the chicken, he suddenly realized it, and his personality changed, becoming elusive. For example, the more sincere and harmless he smiled at you, the more dangerous you are.

Fahai smiled more and more sincerely, "Mencius will not lie. Since I promised to teach you the Three Waves of Truth, you will have no choice but to stop learning before you can learn it."

After saying that, a flash of light flashed in Fahai's slender phoenix eyes. Suddenly, Fa Er's thin body seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand. His uncontrollable limbs were wide open and they rose into the air, locked up above the huge hammer and could not move.

Fahai's move is exactly the Hinayana transport method. The Dalin Temple's mind power technique has a distinctive feature, that is, the body, one of the thirty-two Dharma images, emits light. Now Fahai only has a ray of light in his eyes, which means that he has not done his best. If he uses all his strength, he will emit light from his whole body.

Fa Er saw that the light emitted from Fahai's eyes was emitting, and he knew it was not good. Unfortunately, he was imprisoned by Fahai's mind before he could react.

Fa Er was shocked and angry, unwilling to let go, so he used Dalin's "Shaoyang Divine Art" that had been practicing for more than a year and fought desperately. Unfortunately, it was like a scoundrel shaking a tree, and it was difficult to move at all.

The Shaoyang magic and the Bodhidharma wall observation method are generally secretly passed down by the Heart Sect. The difference is that the Bodhidharma wall observation method cultivates the mind, while the Shaoyang magic power is to cultivate oneself. It pursues the martial arts entering the Dharma. Once it is achieved in a small way, it transforms qi into thoughts, and enters the secret realm of immortality, and will also have the characteristics of the Dalin martial arts, which is the body radiating brightly.

The cultivation of Fa Er is far different from Fa Hai. In Fa Hai's eyes, Fa Er is just a stronger mortal. It takes no effort to deal with him.

"Senior brother, don't take such a sneak attack and bully..." Fa Er's body was unable to move at all, and he shouted in horror in the air.

Fahai turned a deaf ear, but just smiled and asked leisurely, "Will you still go on strike?"

"If you don't pass on my second move, I will strike firmly!" Although Fa Er was frightened, he knew that Fa Hai would not really hurt him, and shouted stubbornly.

"Hey, your obsession is so heavy! Amitabha!"

As Fahai called the Buddha's name, a light appeared in his eyes again. With just a flash, Fa Er's body was like being pushed by an invisible hand and suddenly hit the Fan Bell. "Buzz", with the melodious bell ringing, Fa Er, who was intimately in contact with Fan Bell, suddenly felt a headache and his head was full of deafening echoes. Countless birds in the sky were hovering and flying.

Fahai's fingers gently hooked, and Fa Er, who was dizzy, flew to the hammer again. With Fahai's fingers gently flew, Fa Er's body hit the Brahma bell again like an arrow that was rid of the string. The melodious bell ringed again. After three repetitions, Fa Er could no longer have the desire to resist, and he had to force himself to beg for mercy.

"Senior brother, I'm convinced, I will never strike again."

"Good, good, knowing mistakes can be corrected, there is no greater good."

Fahai nodded with satisfaction and said the Buddha's name. Once his mind was retracted, Fa Er's whole body lay on the ground in a mess as if he was disconnected, and his heart was even more depressed.

"This is just a small punishment for you. Since I promised to pass on your Three Waves of Mantra, I will do my best to do my best. No, let's see what this is?" Fahai walked up to Fa Er, threw out a roll of white silk and threw it in front of Fa Er.

Fa Er was stunned and struggled to get up. He covered his head with one hand and picked up the white silk on the ground with the other hand and swept it. With just one glance, he was stunned, as if his head was no longer hurt, not to mention the trace of resentment that had just risen, which had already turned into infinite joy.

"Senior brother, you are so talented!"

There is a love poem above the white silk. Fa Er, who was instilled with romantic ideas by Fahai, was suddenly shocked.

I saw the dragon and phoenix dancing on the white silk saying:

You see me or not

I'm right there

Neither sad nor happy

You read it, or don't read it.

There's the love

Don't come or go

You love, or don't love me

Love is there

No increase or decrease

You follow me or not

My hand is in yours

Don't give up

Come to my arms

or

Let me live in your heart

Love each other silently

Nirvana joy

"Hehe, when will you write such a love poem? Your first wave will be a great success. However, for the sake of your dedicated service to me these days, this love poem will be given to you..."

Fahai smiled and said, "The stick and carrots are always the only way to convince people. The second method of repair is to let him understand who is the senior brother. He gave him a plagiarized love poem and gave him hope. Such two things will convince him and work honestly to Fahai to escape the mountain to Honghua.

Fahai never likes to do strength work, he loves to do technical work.

"After the clock is over, I'll send it to her..." Fahai said, and ignored Fa Er, returned to the steps and sat down, leisurely studying "Wuya Notes".

"Notes on Wuya" is a must-read book for disciples in the inner courtyard of Dalin Temple in recent years. It is written by Master Wuya, the most mysterious elder in Dalin Temple.

This book embraces Master Wuya's life experience, and records the distribution of power in this world, the major dynasties, as well as the righteous path, the demon path, the demon path, the ghost path, the side cultivators, the magic weapon, the medicinal materials, as well as the various cave treasures in the legend of the world, the demon cave, the mysterious world outside the sky. In short, this is an encyclopedia that covers everything.

After reading Wuya’s notes, Fahai understood why Master Wuya wrote the origin of his Dharma name on the title page of the book. "My life is limited, but my knowledge is limited. With the limitlessness, I will be in danger of myself."
Chapter completed!