"Donor Mo, the Tao is empty, the sky, the earth is empty, people are empty, the four major elements are empty, everything is empty, and what you want in your heart is also empty." Wuxiang Buddha said as he walked towards Zhang Yao.
Zhang Yao entered the Taoist practice and pushed all the disciples from all walks of life, hoping to condense the invincible power and enter the alchemy way.
Wuxiang Buddhist disciple said that the four elements are empty, everything is empty, and the desires in Zhang Yao's heart are also empty. He wants to use this Buddhist truth as a sword to cut off Zhang Yao's Taoist heart, so that Zhang Yao can never make any progress from now on.
After saying the last empty word, Wuxiang Buddha came to Zhang Yao.
The two of them were close at hand, and the words of the Wuxiang Buddha were like a sharp knife, cutting into Zhang Yao's Taoist heart.
Snap! Snap!
Zhang Yao was not afraid, his eyes were calm, and suddenly without any warning, he rounded his arms and slapped Wuxiang Buddha twice.
The two of them were so close. Within this distance, even though Wuxiang Buddha was only half a step into the golden elixir, just as Wuxiang Buddha was already a true alchemy monk, he could not dodge Zhang Yao's attack.
Although no other power was used, it was only the power of the physical body, but the great martial body was so powerful.
Zhang Yao slapped him hard with these two slaps, and the sound of the slap shook the entire audience.
The head of Wuxiang Buddha was roaring like thunder, tears could not help but flow from the corners of his eyes, his face was visibly swollen, and there were bright red five finger prints on both sides of his face.
"you……"
Wu Xiang Buddha recovered his composure and became furious. He raised his eyebrows and glared at Zhang Yao, as if he wanted to devour Zhang Yao alive.
Boom! Boom!
The veins of heaven and earth behind him instantly opened up, and the power of heaven and earth surged.
At the same time, the prototype of the golden elixir vision was revealed, which was a golden seven-level pagoda. The powerful power of the prototype of the golden elixir vision swept across the competition platform, with overwhelming momentum and vast Buddha power.
Although they had agreed to talk about Buddhism and Taoism, Zhang Yao suddenly hit someone, or slapped him in the face in public!
How could Wuxiang Buddha bear this? In an instant, he resorted to many tricks and wanted to kill Zhang Yao.
Zhang Yao was calm and said calmly:
"The Dao is empty, the sky, the earth is empty, people are empty, the four elements are empty, everything is empty, Son of the Formless Buddha, how can you have such a bad temper in your heart?"
The reason why Zhang Yao attacked people was, firstly, simply because he wanted to beat the disciple of Wuxiang Buddha. Secondly, he wanted to destroy the Buddhist truth of the disciple of Wuxiang Buddha.
Since the disciples of the Formless Buddha say that the four elements are empty, everything is empty, and the desires in the heart are also empty.
Zhang Yao then slapped Wuxiang Buddha's disciple twice. Wuxiang Buddha's heart was so angry that he was no longer empty.
The disciple of Wuxiang Buddha wanted to vent his anger, so he had something to seek.
The behavior of Wuxiang Buddha at this moment has completely violated the Buddhist truth he practices.
The sharp knife that struck at Zhang Yao's heart instantly dissipated invisible.
Zhang Yao's words turned into a sharp sword and struck at the heart of Wuxiang Buddha.
Snap!
There was a cracking sound coming from somewhere.
A crack appeared in the Buddha's heart of Wuxiang Buddha.
puff!
The Buddha's heart was wounded, his whole body was shaken, his inner breath was disordered, his internal organs burst, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and all the killing techniques he had used collapsed.
"Hmm!" Wuxiang Buddha snorted, no longer caring about talking about Buddhism and Taoism with Zhang Yao, and hurriedly stepped aside to stabilize his Buddhist and Taoist state of mind.
In fact, there is no need to compare, the Buddha without form has already lost.
What made Wuxiang Buddha even more depressed was that the two slaps Zhang Yao gave him were a slap in the face, but they were not a slap in the face, but a reply.
He didn't see through Zhang Yao's intentions, so he was broken by the Buddhist sword of truth and his heart was hurt!
Everyone's faces showed horror.
Talking about Buddhism and Taoism, quarreling with each other, are not as fierce as fighting, but the dangers involved are no less dangerous than fighting, and are even more terrifying.
Wuxiang Buddha wanted to use the Buddhist truth as a sword to cut off Zhang Yao's Taoist heart, but Zhang Yao destroyed the Buddhist truth instead.
Zhang Yao's words made cracks appear in Wuxiang Buddha's heart.
"I got two slaps in vain." Seeing this scene, Blood Demon couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart. A group of bald monks were sitting in meditation all day long, studying Buddhism, but they couldn't defeat Zhang Yao and were beaten in vain.
"Why is he so powerful in all aspects?" The Blood Devil turned to look at Zhang Yao again, feeling secretly depressed in his heart. Zhang Yao is so eloquent. If the situation were different, and Zhang Yao and the seven Buddhist disciples could continue to talk about Buddhism and Taoism,
I'm afraid Zhang Yao can kill the seven great Buddhist disciples.
It is said that in the ancient times, there was a unique magical power called verbal killing and writing, which meant killing people with words spoken from their mouths.
The Blood Demon didn't believe it before, but today it's an eye-opener.
Zhang Yao's eloquence is close to a lost ancient magical power, and he criticizes with words and writings!
Can't beat it.
You can't talk about it.
Blood Demon Zi secretly thought that after Zhang Yao's Taoist training was over, he would return to the demon world to practice in seclusion. He would have to refine the golden elixir at least three times before he could seek revenge on Zhang Yao, otherwise he would be bringing humiliation upon himself.
"He actually lost six great Buddhist disciples in a row."
"Only the Buddha with the empty sign is left!"
"I wonder if Kongxiang Buddha can defeat him?"
Previously, many monks in the Buddhist and Taoist circles firmly believed that Zhang Yao could not defeat the major Buddhist disciples, but now everyone no longer had the confidence they had at the beginning.
"Although Donor Mo is not a Buddhist monk, he has deep wisdom and is proficient in Buddhism, which makes the poor monk extremely envious. I wonder if Donor Mo can teach the poor monk Buddhism?" Kongxiang Buddha took a step forward and came to Zhang Yao, but pulled away.
A little distance away, not as close to Zhang Yao as Wuxiang Buddha, so he was obviously wary of Zhang Yao's sudden attack.
Kongxiang Buddha's questions are very tricky. No matter whether he wins or loses, Zhang Yao will not benefit from it.
No matter how profound Zhang Yao's Dharma is, he can never teach one person to make another person as profound as him.
If Zhang Yao really has such ability, Kongxiang Buddha will be invincible.
Zhang Yao taught him that he was as strong as Zhang Yao when it came to talking about Buddhism and Taoism. When Zhang Yao asked questions, Kongxiang Buddha was able to draw a tie with Zhang Yao. If Zhang Yao couldn't beat him, he would lose.
"Kong Xiang Buddha, let me invite you to drink tea." Zhang Yao smiled slightly and used the shape-shifting technique to condense a teacup and teapot.
Kongxiang Buddha sneered and wanted to see how Zhang Yao taught him Buddhism.
Zhang Yao placed the teacup in front of Kongxiang Buddha, picked up the teapot and poured water into the cup.
Wow!
It didn't take long for the tea cup to be filled.
But Zhang Yao didn't stop and continued to pour tea.
The tea in the teapot is condensed using spiritual techniques. As long as Zhang Yao's spiritual energy is constant, the tea will continue to flow.
Zhang Yao only poured tea, said nothing else, and did nothing else.
At first, Kongxiang Buddha had the patience to watch Zhang Yao pour the tea, but Zhang Yao kept falling down, as if there was no end. Kongxiang Buddha's face gradually showed dissatisfaction and impatience.
"Since you invited me to drink tea, the tea has already overflowed. Can't you see? Stop pouring it!" Kongxiang Buddha snorted coldly.
"I saw it, but you haven't seen it yet." Zhang Yao smiled and continued to pour tea.
"What?" Kongxiang Buddha asked with a frown.
"You are just like this teacup." Zhang Yao replied:
"It's filled with your own Dharma. How can I teach you my Dharma if you don't empty it first?"