Behind this middle-aged monk, the ancient temple was filled with a large amount of Buddhist faith power, turning into a thick white fog billowing across the sky.
This middle-aged monk stood in front of the ancient temple, clasped his hands, chanted the Buddha's name, and said: "Two donors, please come back.
There are only monks and Buddhas here. If you are not a predestined person, you should not come here."
While speaking, a dazzling Buddhist light bloomed from the middle-aged monk's body, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body was glowing. The terrifying pressure of Buddhism was like billions of sacred mountains appearing in this time and space at the same time.
Lin Fei and Lin Tianjun both felt their bodies sink and felt some pressure.
"Holy Monk, Buddhism pays attention to the Buddha's need to help those who are destined.
But, what is the criterion for destiny or not?
Is the standard of difficulty judged by you so-called eminent monks?
In the eyes of you eminent monks, whatever is pleasing to your eyes means you are destined, and what is not pleasing to your eyes is destined to be undestined.
In this way, wouldn't Buddhism become a Buddhism monopolized by eminent monks like you?
If outsiders are not favored by you, will they never have a chance to be associated with Buddha?
If there is such a person, he is devoted to Buddha in his heart.
However, if he is not favored by eminent monks like you, then doesn’t this mean that this person who is devoted to Buddhism in his heart will never have a chance to be associated with Buddhism?”
Lin Fei asked.
The middle-aged monk couldn't help but fall silent after hearing Lin Fei's words.
After a moment, he spoke slowly: "Whether you are destined or not is determined by some kind of fate, and it is really difficult to have any standard.
If we meet someone who is destined, we will naturally cross over.
Buddha helps those who are destined to be together."
"Hey, so to speak, Buddhism will always belong to eminent monks like you.
A good saying: Buddha saves those who are destined.
If this is the case, why do we say it will save all sentient beings?
Who do these sentient beings include?"
Lin Fei asked with a sneer.
“The benefactor has a keen mind, a lot of wit, and extraordinary intelligence.
It’s just that the donor really has no connection with Buddhism, so please go back.”
The middle-aged monk sighed.
"Hmph, what is fate or not?
The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, everyone has Buddha nature and can become a Buddha.
Is there any difference between me and you?
Why don’t you get out of the way quickly!”
Lin Fei's face darkened.
"Amitabha.
Donor, your obsession is too strong and you misinterpret the Buddha's will. What's the trouble?
This important place of Buddhism does not allow outsiders to trespass, please go back."
The middle-aged monk was stunned for a long time, then clasped his hands together and said.
"What if I insist on breaking in!"
Lin Fei finally lost his patience and started arguing with the middle-aged monk, stepping forward.
Cang! A war knife flew out of Lin Fei's body and slashed forward, the blade blazing and making a hissing sound.
"Amitabha.
Donor, why bother?"
The middle-aged monk recited the Buddha's name, and then suddenly raised his head, with two compelling rays of light shooting out of his eyes.
Rumble... The heaven and earth shook violently, as if there was an infinite resonance of lightning. Mount Sumeru emitted immeasurable light. The power of Buddhist faith swept across like a vast ocean, with thousands of silver waterfalls falling down. This was caused by the power of mind.
Ocean! The power of faith is like the sea and like a knife, surging and shining, sacred and majestic, rushing down from the sky and striking forward.
"Bald Donkey, I'm still afraid of you!"
Lin Fei roared, his clothes bulged, his long hair flying, he raised the sword in his hand and slashed forward.
You must know that this sword is a magic weapon left by the Chaos God. Although Lin Fei knows that he has no way to exert all the power of this sword, he can also stimulate some of its power.
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The power exerted cannot be underestimated, murderous, fierce and domineering. Wherever the sword passed, billions of sword lights bloomed, rumbling, and the time and space of the sword surged.
Boom! There was a loud earthquake, and the ocean of faith in front was blocked, blocking the way. However, the supreme power of the sword was also dispersed as it advanced for more than ten miles.
There was a final loud noise, and the thunder exploded and the earth shattered. Lin Fei took a few big steps back, and the infinite power of faith that surged over him also disappeared.
Lin Fei couldn't help but gasp. The strength of this middle-aged monk was too terrifying.
He was actually able to knock himself back in one move.
Of course, this was also the result of Lin Fei underestimating the enemy.
Lin Fei never imagined that he would meet a monk with such terrifying strength in this remote wilderness.
"Master, you don't need to take action yourself.
Let’s deal with this big monster from outside!”
Suddenly, there was a loud roar.
Then.
Beside the middle-aged monk, eighteen Arhats appeared one after another. Each one was shining with golden light, and the whole body was golden, as if made of gold. The Buddha's light formed a ring behind the head, and each of them was solemn in appearance.
There was an Arhat in the center, wearing a cassock, with the sun, moon and stars shaking on it. His eyebrows were white and his face was wrinkled. He looked at Lin Fei indifferently with a kind of majesty.
"It turned out to be the Eighteen Arhats.
You so-called eminent monks are all bandits who dominate the mountain."
Lin Fei sneered.
"How dare you! In the pure land of Buddhism, how can we allow you, an evil heretic, to come and ridicule you?"
An Arhat yelled.
After listening to Lin Fei's words, all the Arhats couldn't calm down. Over the years, who dared to speak like this? What kind of place is Mount Sumeru?
! “Don’t retreat quickly, otherwise, don’t blame us for slaying the devil!”
The white-browed Arhat yelled.
The old monk said calmly.
"Humph, it's up to you to decide whether it's a Buddha or a devil! I think my father is the Buddha, and you bad guys are the devils! Dad, please support them!"
Lin Tianjun looked very excited and shouted loudly without fear of trouble.
"Alas?
This child is quite extraordinary..." The middle-aged monk suddenly noticed Lin Tianjun, and couldn't help but trembled all over. He stared at Lin Tianjun closely, looking up and down.
"In this case, there is nothing more to say, let's have a good fight!"
Lin Fei yelled, and the sword in his hand shone brightly, continuously amplifying, and slashed forward.
All of a sudden, the mighty and dazzling sword light swept forward like a deep ocean, like a blazing ocean, overwhelming the sky and submerging it forward.
The sword tore through the sky and the earth, enlarging to the size of a mountain range. The whole body was crystal clear and blooming with auspicious colors. It fell down and slashed towards the eighteen Arhats with endless sword intent.
"Buddhism has the virtue of being good at life, but since you are a demon and have disturbed Foshan, you have to use weapons to suppress it."
The white-browed Arhat roared loudly, and then, all eighteen Arhats moved, each emitting immeasurable Buddha light, drawing the infinite power of faith to fight against Lin Fei.
This was a big collision. Lin Fei used the secret technique of swordsmanship and the law of reincarnation, and he continuously arranged large formations one after another to suppress them.
However, those eighteen Arhats were also very powerful, each with their own secret skills, and with the help of the infinite power of faith in Mount Sumeru, their combat power was very terrifying.
Lin Fei tried his best to attack forward, but time and time again, he was hit back and unable to attack forward.