The moment the old monk's finger pointed out, it expanded infinitely. In just a few breaths, it expanded into a sky pillar and crushed Baizhu, who was as big as a dust particle.
The field of vision was blocked and blocked by this finger, and the rumbling sound was loud, almost threatening to seal the sky.
When the giant finger came, Baizhu was not frightened or angry. He also raised a finger to meet the giant finger pointed by the monk.
Two fingers.
One big and one small...
One is like the limbs of the Ming King Arhat emerging from the sky, and the other is slender and white, shining like beautiful jade.
For a thousandth of an instant, the two fingers touched each other!
Phew~
At the moment of contact, countless textures criss-cross, entangle, and surround each other, and they are divided by the slightest touch.
There was a puff of light smoke, but nothing happened.
"Arhat finger!"
Wu Xian, who was sitting on the futon with two relics on his head, was slightly startled when he saw this scene.
Dozens of life treasures chanting sutras and chanting Zen together, in addition to instructing the key points of Vajra, naturally also contain various magical powers.
Arhat refers to——
It is a supreme supernatural power that the abbot learned from Buddhist scriptures.
Kassapa, the Dragon-subduing Arhat, before becoming a Buddhist venerable, once slew hundreds of thousands of demons in the Moon Palace with one finger.
Arhat pointed out that it was created to imitate the tyranny of Kassapa who suppressed hundreds of thousands of demons.
This finger does not hurt the physical body, but only kills the soul.
With just a few clicks, all the robbers and thieves of millions of troubles and karma will be wiped out.
Such great supernatural powers can never be comprehended even if they are personally described and initiated through self-study.
From Wu Xian's point of view, Bai Shu's Luohan finger is far from being a beginner, let alone a small or big success.
But what surprised Wu Xian was that Bai Shu's Arhat Finger actually had the charm of killing troubled thieves.
"Alright."
The abbot smiled and retracted his hand, saying nothing.
And as he took action, the monks in the main hall were all gearing up and showing great interest.
"I'll do it!"
His face is covered with ancient tattoos, like a tutu who saw the magic mountain laughing loudly, punching down, triggering countless domineering connotations, and bursting the vacuum!
Baizhu turned sideways slightly, took a deep breath, made fist seals with his hands, and struck forward.
Dharma seals were flying, scattered Zen light was rolling, and divine light was shooting out in all directions, mixed with countless fists and palms. In an instant, dozens of deities in the five realms all took action.
Fulong Nine Swords, Seal of the Lord, Demonic Mountain, Mountain and River Boxing, Nirvana Technique, Lion's Roar, Innate Five Elements Centipede Rope, Whale Sucking Technique, Great Sun Seal, True Dharma Eye of Exploration, True Gun Cannon, endless joy in a hundred battles
Replenishing techniques, Shen Guo Shen Yang magic tricks...
Bai Shu's body is as strong as a swimming dragon, and he performs a series of magical powers and spells, and the methods are integrated. Beside him, Yuan Qi condenses into dozens of big hands of true Qi, each of which is displaying different magical powers.
The five realms of life treasures, and the self-view of this master of the Southern Zen sect, the six realms of human beings and immortals.
Even if Bai Shu is already at the second level of Vajra, just the impact of the breath of the fifth realm is enough to destroy Bai Shu's Vajra body and sink his soul.
The next three realms are Fetal Breath, Lian Qiao, and Yang Fu.
In these three realms, there may still be people with outstanding talents who can fight across big realms.
But in the three realms.
King Kong, Life Treasure, Human Immortal.
The gap between each of these realms is no different than the abyss of heaven, and cross-border conquests are nothing more than idiotic dreams.
The scene in front of me seemed to be the monks taking action against Bai Shu, but in fact it was just to test the magical powers he had understood, and it was far from being considered a test.
The divine light is shining, and the seal is like a mountain.
Seeing Bai Shu's dozens of arms constantly moving, exerting different magical powers.
All the monks on the futon nodded slightly, with appreciation on their faces.
"Hey, you've all tried it, so what should I do..."
A handsome monk with skin as smooth as snow and eyes as narrow as a fox, like a lake of warm spring water, looked around and scratched his head in distress:
"What I taught him was the double repair technique. How do I demonstrate it?"
As soon as the handsome monk opened his mouth, the place immediately became cold.
There was no obvious facial twitching, and he simply turned his face away.
"Go." The abbot said calmly.
"Hey, is that okay?" The handsome monk was stunned, and then became furious:
"He is a man! Although I practice Joy Zen, I still have a bottom line! Master Abbot, you are going too far!"
"I told you to get out." The abbot opened his old eyes: "The further away, the better."
"oh……"
The handsome monk breathed a sigh of relief and nodded obediently.
"You have also seen all their magical powers and spells during this mission."
The abbot, who looked like a holy Arhat, lowered his head, looked down at Baizhu, and said with a smile:
"I have already opened all the sutra-storing pavilions for you. When you have time, you might as well go there and take a look."
"Thank you, abbot!"
Bai Shu hurriedly leaned over and saluted, but felt a little surprised and uncertain in his heart.
The Sutra Pavilion, even in Vajra Temple, is also a place for secrets.
The monks in the temple are not allowed to enter unless they have great merit. Bai Shu himself dreamed of entering the temple after hearing that he had arrived at the Vajra Temple.
That is the foundation of a holy land for thousands of years, and it is the cornerstone of the holy land.
But he didn't expect that his wish would come true so easily.
The abbot glanced at the stunned Baizhu, smiled slightly, but said nothing.
"You have seen the magical powers of the elders, and you should always go back and forth when doing things..."
The void shook slightly, and immediately there was a futon as wide as a mountain, lying in front of Bai Shu.
The abbot smiled at Baizhu, which was self-evident.
"Then it would be embarrassing."
Bai Shu lowered his head and thought for a moment, smiled casually, and took a step forward calmly.
"sky!"
"sky!"
"sky!"
As he stepped forward, he held a mantra in his heart, shouted three times suddenly, and his body suddenly swelled to as tall as a giant mountain, parallel to the size of the monks.
"The elders are precious in front of you, so you don't have to worry about it."
Baizhu sat down on the futon, surrounded by Zen light in the sky, smiled slightly, and spoke:
"Today, please allow me to boldly talk about one thing and nothing."
"No form?"
"It is said that those who see nothing, those who see no appearance, those who see no wish, those who see no life, those who see no existence, those who see no appearance, those who see Nirvana, those who see Buddha, those who see Bodhi..."
Bai Zhu's lips moved slightly, evoking the meaning of that strike without phase seal, which instantly changed its shape and quality.
The Yuan Qi particles exploded silently, making a crackling and popping sound of bones, as if they were alive.
In the eyes of all the monks, astonishingly, as the voice of Baizhu's lecture rang out, a huge, strange creature appeared suddenly.
"These living beings have no appearance of self, appearance of human beings, appearance of sentient beings, appearance of life-spans, no appearance of any form, and no appearance of illegality."
Bai Shu stretched out his hand and pointed, and the huge body of the creature, which looked like an elephant but not an elephant, disintegrated and turned into the four great creations of earth, water, wind and fire.
The earth, water, wind and fire are instantly transformed, and then become one yuan and two rituals, the eight trigrams and the five shapes, the ten heavenly stems and twelve earthly branches, the twenty-four kinds of gods and evil spirits, and the thirty-six kinds of Yuan Chen...
Boundless mountains and rivers, a magnificent scene.
After the thirty-six kinds of Yuan Chen, a hill was outlined in plain outline.
The hills are green, with gurgling springs, and dwarf pines take root in the rocks, swaying slightly, and the branches rub against each other, making a rough hissing sound.
The water of the stream is soft and clear. The white stones at the bottom of the stream wash and flow, with faint ripples shining and a bit of clear water breeze.
The hill is only three or four feet high. It is more like a rockery than a hill.
It was outlined in the void, and compared to this palace that looked like a giant's residence, it was also insignificant and tiny.
But now, more than a dozen giant-like monks were all staring at the hill, turning their Dharma eyes from a distance, as if they wanted to exhaust everything in it.
"It's water..."
The monk with dark gold pupils and the Shura Eye opened his mouth and shouted, and the mountain stream merged into a thin stream and immediately fell into his mouth.
The monk smashed his mouth, savored the moment, and said complexly:
"It's not magic power, it's water, it's real water."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain trembled, and in the sound of Bai Shu's chanting, it turned into another kind of creation.
Long tail, fine hair, red face, red butt, body like a dog——
Macaque!
The monkey chirped twice and saw a dozen tall monks on the mountain, all of whom opened their eyes as big as lanterns and stared at him curiously.
In panic, he chirped twice more.
pagoda--
Huafu——
Green elephant——
Zen staff——
All of them are real and true, and the structure of Yuan Qi particles constitutes each living thing.
Finally, the Zen staff turned slightly, and in the reconstruction of Yuan Qi particles, she suddenly transformed into a young, charming and charming woman.
She has a plump figure, and the twin peaks on her chest are almost ready to come out. On her beautiful face, between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, there is a charming spring that cannot be hidden, seducing the soul, like a ripe peach.
The monks who were in high spirits were stunned, and the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.
"I can! I can!"
The handsome monk with narrow eyes who had previously taught the art of double happiness spoke up. He raised his hands high and shouted:
"Let me try to see if this female donor is real!"
"...Don't let you go out, why don't you leave?"
The abbot's face was expressionless: "If you make any more noise, I will throw you into the Cave of Hundred Demons and deal with those things!"
"By the way, Mrs. Wen Xin from Bai Mo Cave was still thinking about me when we parted. I just happened to go see her."
The handsome monk lowered his head and whispered:
"Uncle Abbot, if you don't tell me, I will forget it. Next time I go to the Hundred Demons Cave, I must remember to bring some rouge and gouache."
"..."
The abbot raised a big golden hand, which was magnificent and immaculate. He didn't even run away with the handsome monk, but just like a cat, he grabbed him by the neck.
With a slight raise of his big hand, he smashed into the infinite void and threw the handsome monk to an unknown distance.
"But it's getting more and more outrageous..."
At this moment, Baizhu looked embarrassed and stopped his lecture.
The charming and mature woman also disintegrated into particles and disappeared.
The abbot sighed repeatedly to the helpless monks, and then asked:
"Ranjue doesn't abide by the precepts. As junior fellow apprentices, you should also admonish him. Why do you still allow Ranjue to act recklessly?"
"Senior brother, I think there are still more troubles!"
Toutuo, whose face was covered with ancient tattoos, gave a wry smile and said:
"The Sa family was implicated by him and their life was extremely miserable. How could they have the time to give advice?"
"Implicated?"
The abbot who was about to speak to Baizhu was stunned, turned around and asked:
"Is the second young lady of Danbei Zuo's family still outside the mountain and refusing to leave?"
"Is there only one young lady from the Zuo family?"
Toutuo vomited his bitterness:
"The Discipline Elders of the Taoism Sect, the princesses from the royal family, Yuejun from Turtle City, the fairies from the Yan family in Taizhou, the witches from Nanhua Palace, and even the old nun from Landuo Temple..."
Toutuo spread his hands helplessly: "I don't know how Senior Brother Ranjue got involved, but he actually got involved!"
"Hiss~" All the monks sighed together, their expressions complex.
Baizhu on the side was speechless and stunned.
"Last time, I went to a birthday banquet for a friend's appointment in Zhenwu Mountain. On the way, I was surrounded by more than a dozen women, asking the Sa family if they knew Senior Brother Ranjue."
Toutuo continued to express his bitterness: "If it weren't for the rough skin and thick flesh of the Sa family, uncle abbot, you would never see the Sa family again!"
The abbot's eyes twitched but he said nothing.
"Senior Brother Ranjue..."
The skinny monk wearing a precious gold cassock shook his head:
"His troublesome behavior reminds me of a certain person."
The monk glanced at the ignorant Baizhu with a smile, then exchanged glances with the monks, and laughed, both of them looking happy.
"???" Baizhu gasped.
What did I do wrong again?
"Don't be depressed. I feel like my junior brother is nothing compared to you."
On the futon, the old monk Ranqing comforted the ignorant Baizhu:
"You are our biggest star in the Vajra Temple!"
"!!!" Baizhu's face was twisted.
In this expression, from which pore can one see frustration?
"At the Dharma gathering in three months, the female donors you have provoked before will all come over. Hey, it's the invitation that I personally sent."
Ran Qing caught a glimpse of Baizhu's expression and chuckled:
"Now they can kill you with one hand!"
"..."
Well done, Ran Qing, I will definitely beat you to death in the future!
Baizhu's face was sullen and expressionless.
"Let's disperse."
The abbot shook his head, and suddenly he rolled up his sleeves and roared like a lion. Then all the monks put their hands together and saluted, and it turned into a bright rain of light and dispersed on the futon.
"Third update tonight."
Bai Shu also removed the curse and returned to his original size.
Just as he was about to leave the hall, an old voice suddenly came from behind.
Surrounded by thousands of feet of Buddha's light, the abbot, who was as tall as a mountain and looked like a sacred Arhat, smiled slightly:
"At the third watch tonight, I'll be waiting for you at Qibao Forest."
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South China Sea.
The sea is vast, but at this moment it is quiet.
Looking around, there are only endless water waves in front of you. Under the sun, it looks like a brilliant piece of jasper.
Above the South China Sea, a giant dragon almost filled the sky. Each scale emitted immeasurable blue light, and its eyes were like two deep demonic lakes, with endless light surging and making waves.
This is a giant dragon whose bloodline has been purified and is about to shed its body and transform into the body of a heavenly dragon!
Countless strange beasts on the seabed, separated by infinite distances, were captured by the breath of the giant dragon. They surfaced one after another, whimpering and lowering their heads, signaling submission.
Looking around, thousands of miles of sea territory is filled with densely packed and strange forms of all kinds of submissive water beasts!
Demonic dragon!
Such ferocious power is just like those big monsters from ancient times who were about to devour millions of living beings when they opened their mouths!
However, between the two dragon horns that are tens of feet long, there are two people.
Wang Qiuyi, Guang Hui...
"We're almost there."
Wang Qiuyi narrowed his eyes. Under his induction, all the spiritual energy from thousands of miles away in the South China Sea condensed into one place.
In the center of Lingqi, a tall white-haired old man was looking at his location.
"I don't know either..."
Wang Qiuyi smiled: "Will you die?"
After hearing this, both Guang Hui, who looked dull, and Qing Lijun, who was slightly impatient, both looked stiff for a moment.
"Am I actually afraid?"
For a long time, Wang Qiuyi laughed at himself and shook his head.
He cheered up, patted Qingli Jun's horns, laughed loudly, and said happily:
