Chapter 526 525 [Puff's name, famous all over the world]
"???" Regarding the scripture that suddenly appeared in his mind, He Zhao himself had a confused expression. He didn't understand at all. He had been studying it carefully to understand the meaning of the scripture, so why did he come up with a book titled
It is a scripture from the Sutra of Infinite Extinction.
Outside, Bechava came to the residence of an outstanding disciple for the eighteenth time. She stood aside and listened carefully for a moment. She realized that the sound of chanting was no longer coming from the house, and she subconsciously let out a big sigh of relief.
In fact, he had already told Solan about the power of comprehending the scriptures with his heart. Early the next morning, he arrived with the intention of learning more about each other's major scriptures. As a result, before he entered the room, he heard a childish but indifferent voice.
Xu Buji’s reading sound.
In this way, I couldn't help but stop and stand outside the door and listen all day and night.
For twelve hours, the children's voices never stopped reciting scriptures, and their tone was extremely serious and solemn, without any perfunctory or eager mood.
So, he nodded and did not interrupt rashly. Instead, he ordered the serving monk to pay close attention and not allow anyone to break into the room and disturb the outstanding disciple's enlightenment.
However, I never expected that on the second day, the third day, the fourth day, and the eighteenth day, Suolangfang stopped chanting.
"Two boxes of scriptures, read them all in one go."
All the scriptures in the room were prepared by him, and since he came to check every morning, he naturally knew the progress of the famous ruthless man.
"It's not bad, it's just too hasty."
Eighteen days ago, I told the other party that I would study a scripture to death.
Unfortunately, they didn't listen and just went through the two boxes of different scriptures one by one.
"Smart people are easy to get along with, but sometimes they are too smart and they always ignore the warnings of their predecessors and have to hit the wall once."
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the door and stepped in.
"Lord Solang."
Seeing the twelve-year-old child sitting blankly in front of the table, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Look, is it a failure?
As the old saying goes: If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences in front of you.
"The Great Monk Bechava."
Wu Renzhao came to his senses at night and saw the sutra-reading monk coming in. He quickly stood up and returned the greeting.
Although he has some objections to Bufa Temple, he has no objections to his teacher who teaches him wholeheartedly and respects him very much. Well, the man named He always respects his teachers and will not bully his teachers and destroy his ancestors unless he is forced to do so.
"You are too impatient. I originally planned to test your temper, but when I saw you like this, I couldn't bear it. Forget it, let me tell you a little bit about the special features of oral communication.
Bar."
After a pause, he asked again.
"Do you know where handprints, Dharma seals, high skills, good deeds, and secret mantras come from? I am not asking you to name their creators, but I am asking you how the creators created them."
Yes, how was the world's first mudra, first dharma seal, and first exercise created?
When the monk who read the sutra saw that the child was silent, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Scripture."
"Scripture?"
"Yes, I understand it from the scriptures. Don't look at us monks who choose the path of the mouth. When it comes to rising and subduing demons, they are not as good as the iron-rod monks who practice the path of the body.
When it comes to dealing with various difficult events, exterminating demons and defending the Way, making magical weapons, etc., many things are inferior to those of the Dharma Seal Monk of the Secret Path. But in terms of status, the monks of the Mouth Path are the source of both of their paths."
Bechawa pointed to the messy scriptures on the table and slowly said the answer.
"Mudras, Dharma seals, exercises, secret mantras, and even the making of magical instruments were all naturally understood by some eminent monks who had been reading scriptures for many years. They read the scriptures over many years and understood the Buddhist principles contained in them.
The special thing about the way of mouth is that through a lot of reading and careful understanding, your magic seals and exercises can undergo magical changes. It may be to reduce your own consumption, it may be to enhance your power, it may be integrated with each other to create a new
of dharma seal.
In short, every monk who reads the scriptures comprehends something different. It will give birth to new seals and exercises based on the monk's temperament, his inner awe of the immortal Buddha, and how much he has comprehended the Buddhist scriptures.
Either optimizing or filling in the gaps, there are many. So, don’t be impatient and take your time. Reading through the most basic scriptures will have the greatest chance of success.
If you spend a lot of effort and time to find a scripture that is completely incompatible with the Dharma seals and exercises you practice, and end up with something that does not match it, or only gets a weak enhancement, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
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While talking, he took out the basic scriptures and placed them in front of He Zhao.
"The foundation represents all aspects. Even if the understanding gained is not satisfactory, it can still strengthen the foundation."
He really worried about his outstanding disciple.
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Didn't you tell me earlier?
I have a book of scriptures that is 80,000 years old. I took down two boxes of scriptures and created a "Sutra of Infinite Extinction of Truth". I don't know how effective it will be, but the name seems quite domineering. If it doesn't go as expected, screw it.
"Recite it, keep reciting it. Don't aim too high, let alone achieve it overnight." After some instructions, Bechava got up and left the room. As the leader of the monks who read scriptures, he had many things to do in the temple.
Seeing that the other party had completely disappeared from sight, Hen Renzhao hurriedly checked the "Infinite Sutra of the Ending of the Truth" he had just obtained.
After reading the entire article, I breathed a long sigh of relief.
It is a practice, not a scripture.
"so far so good."
Its function, simply put, is the product of the combination of Monk Tiebang's "The Truth of Death" and the Infinite Dharma Seal. It is hard to imagine that one is to consume potential and life energy, and the other is to use the unlimited help of visualizing Bodhisattvas in a short period of time.
, Buddha's magic power, two completely different things, merged with each other.
I can only say that the way of speaking is indeed the way of body and the way of secret, father, you can do whatever you want.
The effect is the evolution of explosive energy, which directly changes from the one, two, three or four kills activated to unlimited kills in a short period of time.
Yes, that's right. By practicing the "Infinite Sutra", you can have unlimited explosive energy. You can hit as many sticks as you want. Within a limited time, your attacks are unlimited.
Perhaps, to others, it is just a trump card used to exchange lives with the enemy. However, to a hanging wall who has mastered "King Kong Surge", it is undoubtedly a plug-in upgrade.
This wave is the machine gunner upgraded to Gatling, with a huge ammunition box hanging on the back.
"The needle doesn't poke."
He stretched and sat for eighteen consecutive days chanting sutras, his body somewhat stiff.
"Crackling~~~"
There was a crisp sound coming from his body, he picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to write down the exercises silently.
After a while, he folded the paper with dried ink, put it in his arms, and went straight to the Monk Monastery.
The second time I met His Holiness Tsetan, they were the only two people in the hall.
"His Holiness, please look."
Cidan looked curious, not knowing what mysteries the outstanding disciple was showing off. He took the paper carelessly and couldn't move his eyes as soon as he glanced at it.
Nothing else, there is plenty of useful information between the lines.
It's a pity that when I saw the excitement, it suddenly disappeared.
"Lord Solang, down below"
"Don't worry, I want to make a deal with you." He Zhao took a sip of butter tea and said in a calm tone.
"Any deal, as long as I can do it, just make it. Even if it means facing the master, I won't hesitate." Ordinary Tiebang monks may not be able to see the magic of the skills on the paper.
However, he is still the second best player in his generation. In terms of talent, although he is not a T0-level supermodel player, he is definitely a T1-level seed player.
Naturally, it can be seen that the incomplete skills written on the paper are terrifying methods that can enable the iron rod monks to launch unlimited attacks in a short period of time.
The Wu Monk Monastery has a set of methods specifically used to restore potential and vitality. Otherwise, how could Monk Tiebang have been patrolling the plateau for more than ten years, or even decades, and would not be able to recover from his early burial.
As long as you don't die suddenly after using this technique, you can still survive. When you return to the temple for treatment, it won't take many years to become a lively monk again.
It's a pity that the famous ruthless man turned back too quickly and didn't get that method. Of course, he was not interested in it. It was just a method to restore potential and vitality. "Vajra Surge" beats everything.
"Alas, don't talk nonsense, or I will sue you for slander! I personally have no interest in the position of leader."
"I understand, I understand!"
His Holiness Tseden smiled with an expression that said, “I understand the king.”
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You know a hammer, you know it!
Even if I try my best to oust the old leader, how many years can I remain the head of a temple?
Once you turn back, all your hard work at the top will be in vain.
It’s worth it!
"I hope the Dharma King can do his best to help me find the witch's son."
"You mean [Puff——]?"
Dharma King Tsedan had a weird look on his face. When two of his men brought back news about the witch's son, he fell into doubt for a while. Who would be willing to send me a name that sounds extremely weird?
"Yes, it's him."
"Okay, I won't ask too much, why do you want to find [Pfft——]. Don't worry, I will notify all the Tiebang monks who are patrolling the plateau outside, and contact the Tiebang monks in other temples, and try my best to find Him.
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After saying this, he immediately stood up and hurried out of the hall without caring about saluting.
It seems that Cidan is determined to obtain the Sutra of Infinite Extinction.
"Tsk, tsk, another unlucky guy voted for by my white girl."
"The Sutra of Infinite Extinction" is good, but the problem is that once the reversal method is activated, it will be given in vain.
After a while, a piece of news came out from Bufa Temple.
Dharma King Cidan personally offered a reward for all information about the witch's son [Pfft——]. The bounty was so high that it was staggering. He secretly told Dharma King that he had spent so much money on it, but he didn't know how he provoked that [Pfft——].
So, in just a few days, the name of Mahayana Buddha spread throughout the plateau.
All the monks, big and small, know Him, and he has a name that is not very serious.
Mahayana Buddha, who had been injured for many years, finally stabilized the injury and suddenly found himself angry again.
Previously, Bufa Temple only tried to find him with a small amount of effort.
It's not that everyone doesn't pay attention to him, but the son of a witch who was beaten by two monks with iron rods and four sticks until his flesh and blood was completely gone, leaving only a skeleton, really can't make people feel much of a sense of crisis.
Especially when He shrank up, his head never showed up, and he was as quiet as a good baby. In addition, the plateau is too big and there are too few monks. Who is willing to spend a lot of manpower and material resources?
Do you really think money is born out of thin air?
Without great reward, there will naturally be no brave men.
And when Dharma King Tsedan spent his capital and poured out a lot of blood, the search intensity of the monks was increased by more than ten times.
Who wouldn’t salivate after seeing all those cultivation resources?
Then, Mahayana Buddha suffered an instant tragedy.
The possessor and the lake spirit told him that recently many monks were gradually approaching the core of the no-man's land, where they and their group were hiding.
I guess it won't take a few days before the three gods, tricks, and spirits will be exposed.
There is no other choice but to move secretly.
At the beginning, everything went well.
However, as they left the no-man's land, they noticed a large number of monks passing by in batches.
People gathered together in twos and threes, walking and talking.
Seeing this, the three guys stopped and eavesdropped, hoping to get some information.
"How did you say [Pfft——] offended His Holiness Tseden?"
"I don't know, it's none of my business. I only know that as long as I can get information about [Pfft——], I can get a lot of rewards. There is no need to go all out. The more things like this, the better."
"That's right. If we can find [Pfft——], the two of us can give him a kiss."
"It's the best, it's the best."
At first, Mahayana Buddha did not understand.
Later, the dead memories launched a fierce attack on Him.
"Hello, [Pfft——]."
"I know your name is [Pfft——], no need to introduce yourself."
"Are you finished? I'll say it again, I know your name is [Pfft——]."
"Is it my fault? I know His name is [Pfft——], and then He keeps introducing His name. Is it necessary?"
The little flesh and blood that had condensed on the Mahayana Buddha's body suddenly burst apart without restraint.
It doesn't matter if his body is cracked. Once it is cracked, his breath will be released directly, allowing the two iron rod monks passing by to turn back.
"boom--"
Of course, I didn't immediately notice where the hidden trio was.
However, when something goes wrong, you can't make a decision.
The ground cracked, and amid the smoke and dust, they saw golden skeletons covered in blood.
"It's you, [Pfft——]"
"puff--"
Upon hearing this, Mahayana Buddha performed a show of vomiting blood on the spot.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
"Damn human being, I will kill you a thousand times."
"boom--"
Before he could finish his words, he was hit in the head with a stick.
The battle fluctuated greatly, and there was no way to hide it.
After all, Tiebang Monk's style has always been like this.
As a result, a large number of monks gathered towards the center of the battle.
"Lord Buddha, if you don't leave, we may not be able to leave."
"Walk!"
The Mahayana Buddha almost broke his teeth and made a decisive decision to carry the possessed spirit, causing the lake spirit to flee crazily.
"Brothers, it's [Puff——]!"
"Son of the witch [poof——], don't even think about escaping!"
Poor Mahayana Buddha, a good god, became a street rat that everyone yelled at.
The news of finding [Pfft——] quickly fell into the hands of Dharma King Tseden like snowflakes.
The monks who are trying their best to hunt down the Mahayana Buddha have received a new message.
The Dharma King of Bufa Temple is on his way here with one hundred and twenty iron rod monks.
Mahayana Buddha: "???"
He doesn't understand, let alone understand.
I have been recovering from my injuries for many years, but I haven’t come out to cause trouble at all. Why did I provoke a Dharma King!!