"Since the collapse of Leiyin Temple and the establishment of Vajra Temple, there has never been a Zen master who was not from the Shurangama Dharma Assembly!"
Wu Qing, whose brows were shining with talisman light, had a cold face and spoke word by word:
"I know that the abbot and the elders all love you, but we are different!"
Wu Qing had no expression on his face and said calmly:
"Thirty years of clear mind, thirty years of studying Zen, and after hard work, I was lucky enough to stand out from the Shurangama Dharma Assembly. Master nephew, we are not convinced. We, the monks who came from the 300 Zen monasteries, are not convinced.
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The Nirvana Pond, the Sutra Pavilion, and the Daming Hall alone had dozens of Mingzang performing Dharma together. These things were opportunities they had never had before. Seeing these, not to mention that they were not Buddhas, even if they were Buddhas, they would still be angry.
But what completely aroused the anger of all the monks was the Dharma Conference.
In order to confer the Dharma name on Bai Shu, the abbot invited the holy places of aristocratic families from the three countries to serve as witnesses. The honor was unimaginable!
Especially the elder Ran Qing, regardless of his respected status as an elder, acted like a bitch and rushed around to deliver invitations in person.
This incident made all the young monks feel unhappy.
What a respected status a fifth-level monk has! Under the tacit understanding between humans and immortals in the world not to take action against each other, a fifth-level monk is the world’s hero on the surface!
How have these monks in the Vajra Temple ever seen a great lord in the world, regardless of his status, working hard for a Vajra monk?
The first one to notice these strange signs was Wu Qing.
Today, monks from the third level of Vajra gathered together to launch an attack on Bai Shu, also organized by Wu Qing.
Such a posture of the elders of the Holy Land instinctively made Wu Qing feel deeply uneasy.
"I'm waiting for today..."
"Wait a minute." Bai Zhu raised his hand to interrupt Wu Qing: "What is that on your forehead? Plum blossoms?"
Bai Zhu was full of curiosity: "Big man, why do you want to put on plum blossom makeup on yourself?"
"This is not plum blossom makeup!"
After a moment of silence, Wu Qing covered the shining talisman between his eyebrows and burst into rage:
"This is the Plum Blossom Yi! After completing the Plum Blossom Yi, the lines formed by the interaction of heaven and earth are no--"
"So are there really plum blossoms on the forehead?" Bai Zhu interrupted again, with complicated eyes:
"Uncle, please don't use the talisman light to cover it. In fact, you can see clearly."
"What do you want?" Wu Qing's face was expressionless.
"Can't this plum blossom disappear?"
"cannot!"
"oh……"
"I came here today precisely to ask my nephew for advice."
Wu Qing, who was repeatedly interrupted by Baizhu, calmed down his breathing and spoke in a deep voice:
"Nephew, you——"
"If you want to come together, you should come one by one."
Bai Shu raised his hand: "Hurry up, I'm still rushing to the Nirvana Pond."
"..." Wu Qing gritted his teeth.
"Wu Qing, please step back and let me come."
A voice suddenly sounded, and Wu Qing, who was full of anger, was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he obediently got out of the way.
The monk who spoke was named Wucheng. He was holding a string of ebony beads in his hand. On the surface of the beads, there were countless textures like snakes, wandering uncertainly and twisting.
Wu Qing took a deep look at Bai Shu, then turned to look at the other monks, and said calmly: "The spear of Naluojia in the egg-born realm is not something Wu Qing can avoid. Let me come first."
The center of Wuqiu's eyebrows, like Wuqing, has the same light red color, with a faint texture of plum blossoms.
The plum blossoms between the eyebrows actually make this honest and honest monk have a coquettish aura, adding a touch of elegance.
Bai Shu stared at Wu Qi's eyebrows tangledly, looking left and right, with a confused look on his face.
The golden pupils are already evil enough, but if you add this plum blossom to the mix, you might not look like a human being...
"Nephew, what are you looking at?"
Seeing Bai Shu staring intently at the center of his eyebrows, Wu Zhi couldn't help but ask:
"What's wrong?"
"Can't this plum blossom really be erased?"
Bai Shu pointed to the center of his eyebrows and asked sincerely:
"Can't you really do that?"
", it is Jie Jingshan's extremely brilliant calculation technique. Because of its affinity with my Buddha, it was included in the Sutra Pavilion."
Wu Qing, who was repeatedly interrupted by Bai Shu, snorted and said coldly:
"Since you are asking the question sincerely, I will tell you that the plum blossom pattern is just a manifestation of the secret of heaven. Although you and I, Master Wuji, are extremely talented, our achievements are limited to the realm of great achievements.
If you practice to perfection, the Heavenly Secret Patterns will automatically disappear!"
Seeing the relieved expression on Bai Zhu's face, Wu Qing, who was filled with anger, couldn't help but feel a little curious:
"Why do you ask this?"
"This plum blossom is very evil and looks a bit girly."
Bai Shu twisted his mouth and said: "Uncle Wuqing, your ugly face looks much more handsome when it is lined with plum blossoms. I already look very good..."
Dressed in white, the young man with golden pupils had flowing sleeves and was like a god of immortality. He smiled slightly and said frankly and honestly:
"I'm already very good-looking, and I don't want to become more beautiful."
"..." Wu Qing gritted his teeth.
"Since Uncle Wuqiu wants to come first."
Bai Shu looked around and said calmly: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's get started."
"We are not fighting against our nephew, we are just a little unwilling."
Hearing Baizhu's urging, Wu Tiao smiled slightly and said:
"In the realm of martial arts, those who have mastered it come first, and there are not so many flies and dogs. If you are better than us, it means that you are capable, and we will be convinced! There is nothing more to say!"
As soon as these words came out, all the monks nodded heavily and expressed their agreement.
Outside the lecture hall, many monks who were looking at the scroll in the air nodded slightly. It was obvious that Wu Qi's words had touched their hearts.
"I understand, you have never seen a first-grade King Kong. You want to see my whole life with your own eyes to see if the abbot entrusts me to someone else."
Bai Shu suddenly realized: "Resources are beauty, and beauty is only worthy of the strong. I understand!"
Wu Qi's eyelids twitched as he held the rosary beads in his hand. He silently recited the Buddha's name and said nothing.
"please!"
Baizhu rarely put his hands together and spoke to Wu Qi.
"please!"
Wu Qiao put the rosary beads into his sleeves and spoke solemnly.
Click——
The heavy murderous thoughts stirred between the two of them, turning into dull sounds of thunder and lightning, rolling and spreading for dozens of miles, making people tremble both physically and mentally.
Time passed little by little, and soon after half a stick of incense had passed, neither of them made any rash move, both waiting for the mistake in the other's breath.
All the monks retreated to the edge of the scroll world, concentrating and holding their breath to watch the battle.
boom--
The sound of being squeezed by huge force came from the void, the birds in the mountain forest flew up in fright, the animals fled in panic, and all the spirits were shocked! But as soon as they moved their bodies, they could no longer withstand the pressure of the two heavy breaths. On the spot With a cry, it shattered into little pieces of light and rain.
The mountains, forests, birds and beasts in the scroll are not real objects, they are just illusions made by Ran Zhong using his great supernatural powers.
But in the confrontation between the auras of Baizhu and Wuqi, the small world in the scroll rumbled and trembled, as if it was about to usher in the final doom, and the terror was boundless!
"Coming."
On the lecture platform, Ran Zhong, who was holding the scroll with his fingers, suddenly whispered.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Hao roared angrily, then raised his foot and stepped forward heavily!
