"Amitabha, Jiumozhi, does it really feel so satisfying to bully younger disciples? This is not a glorious thing. If you really want to challenge a strong man, you might as well wait until the master disciples from Daileiyin Temple come to challenge!"
The face of an old monk turned completely gloomy. This Jiumozhi is recognized as a Buddhist genius. Except for the Great Leiyin Temple, other temples dare not touch him in the slightest. The fight between the younger generations is irrelevant, but the masters of the older generation do not dare to touch him.
He was not allowed to take action against him, let alone in front of so many people at this moment. Even if he had the intention to subdue the other party, he would not be able to lose his face.
The other party is confident only after seeing through this.
"Amitabha, there are not many disciples of the younger generation who can tie with the young monk. Master Liaochen of the Great Leiyin Temple just narrowly defeated the young monk by using tricks. Naturally, the young monk will challenge again."
"But the few young masters just now said that the young monk's skills are mediocre, and there seems to be some criticism in their words. Today, the young monk is bold and will use the unique skills of the masters and temples to meet the heroes of all walks of life!"
Jiumozhi clasped his hands together with a fierce fighting spirit.
"Jiumozhi, you are too arrogant. The secrets of Buddhism in several of our monasteries have never been passed on to the outside world. How did you learn it? You actually want to defeat us with the skills of our monasteries. You are a little ignorant!"
A young monk behind the old monk had a look of anger in his brows. Many of the people lying on the ground were his fellow disciples. If his uncle hadn't stopped him, he would have gone to compete with him in the morning. At this moment
Hearing such arrogant words made him unable to bear it.
"That's right, didn't you lose to the foreign monk named Li Xiaobai a few days ago? What's so arrogant about you? Instead of going to compete with them, you went to find the poor monk and others. Maybe you think the poor monk
Is it a soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will?"
"Amitabha, the young monk is proficient in all kinds of exercises and skills in the Buddha's kingdom. If this master has doubts, he can come forward and test it to see if what the young monk said is true!"
Jiumozhi said.
"Amitabha, poor monk Yuan Dharma, monk of Vajra Temple, today in order to protect the reputation of the temple, I boldly ask Master Jiumozhi for instruction!"
A young monk ignored the old monk's obstruction and appeared directly in front of Jiumozhi. His eyes were sharp and murderous intent burst out.
"Amitabha, the most famous thing of Vajra Temple is the Angry Eye Vajra. Once it is used both offensively and defensively, the young monk will use this technique to make the master worship him!"
Seeing someone coming out to challenge, Jiumozhi calmed down and said calmly.
"Arrogant!"
"Execute!"
Monk Yuanfa clasped his hands together, and the golden light around his body surged and condensed into the appearance of a Buddha. His eyes widened and glared angrily, and his two big hands slammed towards Jiumozhi. Before the palm could reach him, the pressure from the wind of the palm was already there.
The ground was pressed until every inch was cracked.
"Master Yuanfa is indeed the genius of Vajra Temple. His Buddhist teachings have reached a solid level. The young monk admires him!"
Jiumozhi looked at the huge palm that was slapping him, and he also clasped his hands together. The Buddha's light around him was strong, and a glaring Vajra that was the same as Yuanfa's head appeared. He stretched out his two big hands and violently collided with it.
"puff!"
In an instant, Yuanfa's angry-eyed Vajra was shattered into pieces, the golden Buddha's light cracked inch by inch, and the whole person flew upside down, spitting blood from his mouth, and his breath became weak.
"Amitabha, the young monk's angry-eyed King Kong is doing his best in front of all the masters!"
Jiumozhi put his hands together and recited a Buddha's name. His words were very humble, but his eyes were full of pride.
"This... Yuanfa actually failed in one move, and it was really based on his special skills. How is this possible?"
Not to mention the surrounding monks, even several old monks were stunned. In their understanding, even if their own disciples were not hostile to the opponent, they would definitely not be defeated so miserably!
Has this person grown to this point?
"The young monk Bodhidharma is in trouble, asking Master Jiumozhi for advice!"
Several old monks were stunned, and another genius ran out. He pointed at Jiumozhi in the air. There were vague petals falling in the void, exuding bursts of terrifying aura. These were not real petals but something like them.
It is a condensed form of skills. If it is contaminated even a little bit, it will lead to death or injury.
Jiumozhi didn't panic, pinched the orchid with one hand and pointed it at Xuannan. A huge petal bloomed in the wind, sweeping away everything in front of him.
"puff!"
Without any suspense, Monk Xuannan also flew out and landed next to Monk Yuanfa, coughing blood continuously from his mouth.
"As for Amitabha Buddha, I didn't expect that the genius of Bodhidharma Academy would also be vulnerable. Except for the Great Leiyin Temple, there are no generals in the Buddhist Kingdom!"
Jiumozhi had a look of disappointment on his face.
The whole place was silent, staring blankly at what was happening in front of them. Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief. They used each other's unique skills to defeat the opponent. What a profound cultivation and confidence they had!
"The gap in strength is too huge. There is nothing easy to fight, but he is still so proud!"
Hu Meizi didn't understand. In her opinion, this kind of must-win battle was just bullying.
"Yes, Jiumozhi's strength cannot be underestimated among those at the same level. Why are you obsessed with this kind of victory?"
Li Xiaobai nodded in agreement.
"This person is accumulating momentum. Every time he wins, his momentum will accumulate one point. Over time, a qualitative change will occur, and it will be condensed into an invincible momentum that goes forward. Then he will use the momentum of this momentum to make breakthroughs to the heavenly realm."
"It's just that I have found the wrong target. I have been looking for disciples who are sure to win. Even if I win, I won't be able to accumulate any momentum. The real momentum is condensed in the hardships of life and death. Trying to take shortcuts and opportunistically will only end up harming people.
Kill yourself!"
The little guy on the side said.
"Senior seems to understand very well?"
Li Xiaobai looked at him and asked.
"Everyone who understands understands, and those who don't understand slowly understand." Xiaolaodi said.
"What if we lose?" Liu Jinshui asked.
"If you fail, all your previous efforts will be wasted and you will have to start all over again."
"I see, then he has been defeated twice, and now he should have no hair left on his body."
Liu Jinshui nodded and said, Jiumozhi lost to him and Monk Liao Chen from Daleiyin Temple, so he deleted his account and started training again. No wonder he was so anxious to look for low-level disciples to learn from each other. He wanted to recover quickly.
To the peak state.
In the field, Jiumozhi said arrogantly: "I didn't expect that the secret skills of each temple can only be fully utilized in the hands of young monks. You may as well dissolve on the spot and join the disciples of Daleiyin Temple together!"
"you!"
"As a Buddhist monk, he is very brave and fierce. He really regards the rules and precepts as nothing!"
"When I go back today, I will definitely ask the eminent monks from Luohan Hall to come forward and let you go back to work and rebuild!"
The old monks were livid with anger, and the disciples were defeated too simply. They felt very humiliated in front of so many people.
"Masters, there is no need to say anything. The young monk knows that young talents from all over the world have gathered here today, all here to seek opportunities. The big tomb has not yet been opened. The young monk wants to ask for advice from all the donors. I don’t know who the donor is willing to do.
Give me some advice?"
Jiumozhi didn't care about the old monk's words, he clasped his hands and scanned the surrounding crowd. He came from Dalun Temple, and his background was equally powerful.
The crowd was silent. They had all seen the tragic situation of the two Buddhist prodigies just now. This person was definitely a good player in the land of earthly immortals, and he would be the one who would deliver food to others.
At this time, Li Xiaobai walked out, came to Jiumozhi and said with a smile:
"Master, what do you think of me?"
Jiumozhi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Amitabha, I haven't asked the donor's name yet."
Li Xiaobai smiled slightly: "I, Liu Jinshui, have just noticed that the master is lacking in Buddhism, so I wanted to give you some advice."