After speaking, he actually started to recite the sutra. Wu Bei's expression looked very solemn, and he felt that his consciousness was beginning to be affected by the sutra. He quickly adjusted his breathing and began to recite the Buddhist Zen sounds.
As soon as this Zen sound came out, water mist like lotus appeared on the heads of both of them. Within half a minute, Zong Hui suddenly stopped. He stared at Wu Bei and said: "How do you know the Great Buddhist Zen sound of my Dazen Temple?"
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Wu Beidao: "Are you from the Great Zen Temple? How good are you at this Great Buddhist Zen sound?"
Zong Hui was a little embarrassed and said: "If you say how many percent I know, I will boldly know one or two percent."
Wu Bei: "How much do you think I have mastered?"
Zong Hui was silent for a moment and said: "Ninety percent, or even ten percent."
Wu Bei: "Yes, I have mastered all the Buddhist Zen sounds."
Zong Hui asked: "What is the connection between the donor and our Dazen Temple?"
Wu Bei: "Back then, my master once rescued a monk, Zen Master Vajra from your Grand Zen Temple. However, he left a step too late. Master Vajra passed away. Before he left, he left a booklet containing three special skills and two
The magical power of the door is a magical skill."
Zong Hui was surprised: "Is it Zen Master Jingang? That's right, he has indeed mastered the Zen sound of Dafan."
Wu Bei didn't know much about Zen Master Jingang and asked, "Is he also a monk in your Luohan Hall?"
Zong Hui shook his head: "Master Jingang is an eminent monk of Prajna Hall. His real name is Yuantong. I want to call him uncle."
Speaking of this, he asked: "How many things have you learned from Uncle Yuantong?"
Wu Beidao said: "I have practiced blood coagulation finger, thunder palm, immortality seal, Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique, and the Great Brahma Zen Sound."
Zong Hui was stunned for a moment and said, "You mean, you have practiced all these things?"
Wu Bei nodded: "Its magical power of indestructibility is quite difficult to practice."
Zong Hui looked at him as if he were a monster and asked, "What level of the Vajra Indestructibility skill have you reached?"
Wu Bei: "The third level is the field of gods and ghosts."
Zong Hui was shocked: "The third level? Can you let me have a look?"
Wu Bei immediately activated the field of gods and ghosts, and for a moment, the air around him became distorted. Zong Hui stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted, and it felt like he was hitting the empty space without any force.
He couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's amazing! Uncle Yuantong has only cultivated to the second level, but you are better than the others. I admire you!"
Wu Bei's heart suddenly moved: "Isn't there anyone else practicing this magical power of indestructibility in the Great Zen Temple?"
Zong Hui shook his head: "Uncle is the only one who has accomplished this skill. He was so proud at the time that he even changed his name to King Kong."
Speaking of this, he smiled and said: "Come to think of it, I should call you Junior Brother."
Wu Bei was stunned: "Junior brother?"
Zong Hui said: "You have received the inheritance from Uncle Yuantong, so naturally you are his lay disciple."
Wu Bei was silent for a few seconds and said: "I cannot afford to be a lay disciple of the Great Zen Temple."
Zong Hui was stunned: "Junior brother, why did you say this?"
Wu Bei sneered: "A friend of mine is imprisoned in the mountain by you. She is a prostitute. Is it appropriate for you to do this?"
Zong Hui said quickly: "I don't know about this. Junior brother, don't be upset. I will take you to ask Senior Brother Zongyuan above."
At that moment, he led Wu Bei up. After more than a hundred steps, he reached the top of the mountain. Beside the stone steps, there was a thatched house. There was no door in the thatched house. Inside, sitting cross-legged, was an old monk who looked like he was seventy years old.
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Zong Hui bowed his hand respectfully, "Senior brother."
The old monk opened his eyes: "Zong Hui, what's the matter?"
Zong Hui explained the situation and then asked: "Senior brother, do you know the reason for this?"
The old monk said: "I don't know about this either. However, the purpose of his coming here is to challenge the Luohan Hall. If he wants to pass, he must pass me first."
Wu Bei noticed as soon as he arrived that the old monk's cultivation level was still above Zong Hui's.
Moreover, this old monk has profound Buddhist teachings, and his skinny body contains amazing energy. His cultivation level is already at the level of the Earthly Immortal.
Zong Hui said: "Senior brother's level is higher than this little junior brother. Why not set a rule, as long as he can get through, he will pass."
The old monk was very conceited and said: "Okay."
He stretched out his feet and drew a line about five meters long on the ground, and said calmly: "Donor, as long as you can cross this line, you will pass."
Wu Beishi didn't want to fight with the old monk, so he quickly said: "Okay!"
After saying that, he activated the field of gods and ghosts and crashed directly into him. As soon as he hit him, the air around him got out of the way, and the old monk quickly stretched out his hand to pat him, trying to stop him.
However, as soon as his hand came into contact with the force field around Wu Bei, a strange force came out from under his feet. As soon as his eyes flashed, he and Wu Bei changed places. He stood outside the line, but Wu Bei was already inside the line!
The old monk was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "Is this a place of gods and ghosts?"
Zong Hui laughed "haha" and said: "Senior Brother Zongyuan, you read it right, this is the third level of the Vajra Indestructible Magic that even Master Yuantong has not yet mastered, the field of gods and ghosts!"
Zong Yuan sighed softly: "Okay, I guess you pass."
Wu Bei cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Master, I accept."
Zong Hui said: "Brother, after all, Wu Bei is our junior brother, so you don't have to be unhappy. Isn't it a good thing that there is an extra genius in the Great Zen Temple?"
Zong Yuan, on the other hand, had a frown on his face. He sighed softly and said, "If I remember correctly, Uncle Yuan Shen came to see him last time."
Yuan Shen is the great monk who went to the Li family to investigate the crime last time.
Wu Bei remembered this person and said: "A monk went there. I killed Zheng Lun and Wang Zhong. They were both lay disciples of the Great Zen Temple."
Zong Hui was startled: "Did you kill Wang Zhong and Zheng Lun? That matter is a bit tricky. These two are relatively high-status disciples of the Luohan Hall lay disciples."
Zong Yuan: "Donor Wu, you have passed my level. Now, you can enter the Arhat Hall. According to the rules, the Arhat Hall will send five elders, and you can choose two of them to challenge. If you can defeat those two
Man, then you can choose all the martial arts in Luohan Hall, but you can’t take them out of Luohan Hall.”
Wu Bei had no interest in challenging Luohan Hall, but he was very unhappy with the great monk Yuanshen last time, and asked: "Among the five elders, is there Yuanshen?"
Zong Yuandao: "Yes."
Wu Bei smiled "hehe": "Then I will be the first to challenge him!"
Zongyuan frowned and said: "Donor Wu, you have mastered the field of gods and ghosts and are a great master. You do have a chance to defeat Master Yuan Shen. However, you may also be killed by him on the spot. Therefore, Donor Wu, please think twice.
Then go!"
Wu Beidao: "Thank you for reminding me, but I must challenge Yuan Shen!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards a Buddhist temple not far away.
Zong Yuan sighed softly and said to Zong Hui: "Junior Brother Zong Hui, come over and take a look. If Uncle Yuan Shen kills me, please ask him to be noble. In addition, everything should be done according to the rules."
Zong Hui nodded: "I understand!"
He caught up with Wu Bei in a few steps and said, "Junior brother Wu, I suggest you not go to Luohan Hall for the time being."
Wu Bei asked: "Why?" This chapter has been completed!