"Oh——?" Hu Housheng stared at Huang Daoyuan with bright eyes and said hurriedly: "Mr. Huang, does this mean that Monk Phra Kong has a short life span?"
Hu Housheng shook his head and said: "Monk Fakong was born in the Vajra Temple, and the miraculous power of the Vajra Temple is the Vajra Indestructible Magic. It is said that if you truly practice it, you can achieve the Vajra Indestructible Body, become an Arhat, and be indestructible for all calamities.
If he really masters it, it won't matter even if he uses his magical powers."
"The indestructible power of the Vajra..." Hu Housheng smiled and said, "This is just a legendary power."
"Your Majesty," Xu Lanjiang said slowly, "This is not a legendary miracle. There are indeed golden achievers in the Vajra Temple, and they are enshrined in their temple."
"That happened many years ago." Hu Housheng waved his hand.
He had an in-depth understanding of Fakong, so of course he knew the details of the Vajra Temple, but the golden body in the Vajra Temple was nothing unusual.
That was a long time ago. There have been no more golden saints in the past hundred years. What does this mean?
It means that there is probably something wrong with their exercises.
Without the guidance of those who achieve the golden body, it is almost impossible to achieve the golden body.
Therefore, he can conclude that the Vajra Temple will never produce a Vajra again.
Xu Lanjiang said: "Others can't do it, but the same cannot be said for Divine Monk Fakong. His current level of cultivation is already unfathomable."
"He can't practice it." Huang Daoyuan said calmly.
Xu Lanjiang looked at him puzzled.
Huang Daoyuan said: "Buddhism often does not talk about magical powers and is not allowed to use them. It is not that the magical powers are not available, but that the magical powers are obstacles."
"Obstacle?" Kong Shen Monk answered: "Why is it an obstacle?"
"Once you have perfected your magical power, you can often achieve liberation." Huang Daoyuan said hotly: "Supernatural power is the smallest and strongest obstacle. If you don't have the method to practice it to become a Vajra, it will be a bad magical skill."
"There's no such explanation?" Kong Shen Monk was surprised.
Huang Daoyuan said: "Vajra is a bad magical power. The root of it is Buddhism. It is martial arts and the fruition of Buddhism, and magical power is the fundamental obstacle to Buddhism."
"I see." Monk Kong nodded quickly and smiled: "In that case, how long will it take for Fahu Hou to save his life?"
"The difference is too little, Shouyuan should be tossing as much as possible!" Huang Daoyuan said enthusiastically.
I am extremely satisfied with Fakong's wanton use of magical powers to defy heaven and change his destiny. I feel that it has broken the balance of heaven and disrupted the operation of the world.
The Sky Monk smiled, but soon frowned, and said in deep thought: "The Monk has clairvoyance. Since he can see the future, he must also be able to see my own future. Maybe he understands the danger, right?"
"So what if you know?" Huang Daoyuan said calmly: "You are stuck in the mud. There is no way to extricate yourself. You can only sink deeper and deeper."
I laughed warmly: "I have tasted the taste of supernatural power. If I use my supernatural power, I will be as happy as the martial arts master who has abolished martial arts. I can live with it."
"That's true." The Sky Monk nodded thoughtfully.
I know this feeling, just like I am a prince. Now that I am the prince, I can definitely allow myself to fall.
Even though he knew he should act recklessly, he still resisted taking action, just to desperately maintain his position.
Monk Fakong must be the same way.
Without magical power, it is almost possible to give up the magical power.
When Fakong saw that, he smiled thoughtfully.
Regarding the abnormal situation, what Huang Daoyuan said is wrong.
Supernatural power is indeed an obstacle, the smallest obstacle to the achievement of Buddhism. If one can transcend it, one can retreat.
Once you reach a certain level, you will no longer be able to retreat, and you may even have to retreat.
But my situation is the same.
If you use your own magical powers, it will not hinder the cultivation of the Vajra is a bad magical skill. On the contrary, it will be a shortcut to practice the Vajra is a bad magical skill.
That day Gang Palace had very little hostility towards me.
It seems we should be more careful.
"Mr. Huang, you don't have any intuition." Kong Shen Monk said urgently.
"Your Majesty, please speak."
"Do you think I was saved by Fahu Housheng?"
"Your Majesty..." Huang Daoyuan showed a faint smile.
Monk Kong Shen said: "It's just pure intuition, whether there is a reason or not, but that's how I feel."
"My lord, you are overthinking it," Huang Daoyuan said.
Xu Lanjiang nodded hurriedly: "Fahu Housheng has such a god, not to mention, I am the little prince who is dying, how can I help him to save him?"
"You trust your intuition very much." Monk Kong Shen said solemnly: "Intuition has saved your life several times."
Huang Daoyuan and Xu Lanjiang looked at each other with dark faces.
Fa Kong was surprised.
It is really possible to see the heroes in the sky.
Nakong Divine Monk didn't have that kind of intuition. He directly passed through numerous logic and obstacles and locked it directly under him.
He has covered up the secret of heaven. Just in case, he carries this heaven-controlling order with him, which can be described as a heavy defense.
It's a pity that there are still some intuitions that can block the Kong Shen Monk.
Can that intuition break through the fog?
Or is the Sky Monk just trying to draw the fire under him?
When I thought about that, my eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and then my mind fell directly under the body of Kong Shen Monk.
A moment ago, the golden light in my eyes faded and I shook my head.
That was really the intention of Monk Kong, and it was really Monk Kong’s intuition. His intuition told Monk Kong that he was the one I saved.
"Is it really Fa Tang Ronglei?" Huang Daoyuan asked solemnly.
Xu Lanjiang also stared at the Sky Monk.
Tang Ronglei said in a deep voice: "It's definitely me!... But why, why should I save my little brother?"
Huang Daoyuan was sarcastic at this time.
She had previously put on a caring look, but now her true feelings were revealed. She was not overjoyed to know that my little brother was dead, but instead was full of doubts.
Huang Daoyuan's face envoy.
What I'm thinking about is how this matter could have anything to do with Fa Kong.
Did Fakong save people intentionally, or did he accidentally hit him? If it was intentional, what was the purpose of it?
Is it possible that Monk Fakong wants to intervene in Xiaoyun's battle for the right to inherit the throne?
Xu Lanjiang said: "Is it just a coincidence?"
Huang Daoyuan also looked at me.
By coincidence?
How could it be such a coincidence?!
The Sky Monk shook his head.
Xu Lanjiang understood: "Did he save the little prince on purpose?"
Huang Daoyuan pondered for a moment before he raised his head and said hurriedly: "No matter what, the little prince's good fortune is always a good thing, right, prince?"
"...Ah, that's right." Monk Kong was startled, and then he suddenly realized something. He nodded hurriedly and said, "Good thing, small good thing. I'm glad that my brother is ill. Congratulations!"
Huang Daoyuan smiled: "No matter what, no matter who saves him, as long as the little prince is ill, it is a good thing, and you can go back."
Xu Lanjiang nodded hurriedly.
As long as we can determine whether the little prince is dead or alive, we will have completed our mission and can return to Tiangang Palace to deliver our mission.
Huang Daoyuan stood up and clasped his fists, and Xu Lanjiang also stood up.
"Two gentlemen," Kong Shen Monk said, "Is there really a way to find this little brother? To prevent him from being assassinated again, you want to find someone to escort him back!"
"That..." The two hesitated and shook their heads helplessly.
Even if we know the person Fa Kong saved, we still have a way to find the little prince.
Monk Kong Shen said: "Can you see where Dharma Hu Hou is located?"
The two of them still shook their heads.
Tang Ronglei looked disappointed.
Xu Lanjiang said: "The little prince is a lucky man, so the prince must be worried. He may be back in a few days."
"I hope so." Monk Kong sighed and sent the two of them out of the small hall. When they returned to the small hall, his face was so bright that it could drip with water.
"Bang bang bang bang..." There was a muffled sound, and after a while, I called the attendant to step back.
Before the attendants retreated, they found that all the tables and chairs were in pieces, and they hurriedly finished cleaning up.