Moke Temple is a holy place for Tantric Buddhism. The one who founded Moke Temple was a powerful man in the holy realm, practicing Buddhism. Zhuo Bufan had previously learned about the twelve saints in the Star Alliance Script.
Although there is no detailed record, there is also some information.
The founder of Moke Temple is a saint named "Du Zhen".
The current abbot's Dharma name "Kongpan" is a powerful man in the Supreme Realm. Zhuo Bufan had seen the old man with two silver-white eyebrows before. His aura was completely restrained and his gentle follower, making people unable to tell that he was a powerful man in the Supreme Realm.
"Donor Zhuo, in front of us is the scriptures in Moke Temple..."
Zhuo Bufan was wandering around Moke Temple, and there was a little novice monk with him. He was also the first young monk to discover Zhuo Bufan's awakening. He is now a strong man in the Realm Emperor Realm, but he has been practicing in Moke Temple and his mind is very simple.
"Can I go in and take a look?" Zhuo Bufan asked.
"Well, yes, the abbot said, go wherever you want." The little shaman nodded.
There are Buddhist lines that practice Buddhist scriptures, nourish the state of mind, and understand the path of practice, as well as practitioners who practice Buddhist Vajra lineage and hope to become saints in the physical body. It is rumored that the top physical practice method of Buddhist lines, the Arhat Golden Body, is not weaker than the demon god lineage.
However, it is more difficult to practice physically in Buddhism. You cannot temper your physical body with the blood of a fairy. You practice slowly and are better at defense.
The Demon God lineage can use the blood of a fairy to temper the body, and the cultivation speed is faster and better at attacking in battle.
However, based on Zhuo Bufan's understanding of the lineage of Demon God, I'm afraid that the method of physical practice in Buddhism is probably not the top method. The most top method is difficult to obtain, and the number of inheritances is limited. From the age of the underworld to the age of the Holy, the inheritance is used less frequently, and no amount is left behind.
Enter the scriptures.
More than a hundred feet high, the bookcases are all suspended in the air, arranged in all directions, and each bookcase is filled with Buddhist scriptures.
"Donor Zhuo, if you are interested, you can read it." Xiao Shami said softly.
Zhuo Bufan nodded and looked around.
The scriptures are very large, but there are very few people practicing Buddhism here. These Buddhist scriptures are neither martial arts nor secret techniques. Most people who practice Buddhism still pay more attention to improving their own strength.
Zhuo Bufan took a look in his hand from a distance, and several scriptures flew over, and his divine thoughts were briefly swept away.
Zhuo Bufan was a little surprised. Many scriptures were exactly the same as those on the earth. In order to cultivate the state of mind, spirit, and heart of Taoism, he collected many Buddhist, Taoist, and Confucian classics on the earth.
After reading some of them in a row, Zhuo Bufan discovered that the level of these scriptures is not as good as that of the Buddhist sect on Earth.
"The earth is a planet created by Emperor Shang, which also separates the connection between the earth and the universe and cuts off spiritual energy... Could it be that the Buddhist scriptures were also brought back to the earth by Emperor Shang?" Zhuo Bufan was a little confused.
Emperor Shang created the earth. The spiritual energy on the earth was very weak. People did not need to practice. Instead, they spent more time thinking and various thoughts born. There were even hundreds of schools of thought contending for the prosperity... Zhuo Bufan always felt that Emperor Shang was planning a big plan, but now, he could not fully understand it.
Zhuo Bufan waved his hand, and the scriptures that were opened beside him closed and flew back to the original position of the bookshelf.
"Are you the practitioner brought back by the master?"
Suddenly, three monks walked in outside, all dressed in martial monks, with strong bodies and restrained skin. They were obviously monks who practiced their physical body.
Among them, the leader was a monk who was two meters tall, with his eyes as a bronze bell, staring at Zhuo Bufan with a little angry.
Zhuo Bufan looked at the other party with a confused look on his face, not knowing each other at all, and there was no grudge.
"The holy water of meditation can condense a small bowl in a thousand years. It is very important for the cultivation of the golden body of a Buddhist arhat. If it weren't for you, my senior brother Yan Kong, how could he lose this opportunity? He would have to wait another thousand years." The monk, his eyes were filled with anger.
"Donor Zhuo, this is Senior Brother Yan Kong from Luohan Academy. He has a hot temper on weekdays." The little shaman said in a low voice next to him.
Zhuo Bufan also understood that he had experienced the thunder method of heavenly tribulation and his physical body was destroyed. The saint Du Zhen used the "Shi Xin Holy Water" to recast his body, and this "Shi Xin Holy Water" was originally used by senior brother Yan Zheng Yan Kong to temper the golden body of the Arhat.
No wonder, when the other party saw him, his eyes burst into anger.
Waiting for a thousand years is nothing to a practitioner, but waiting for a thousand years for no reason will make anyone angry.
"Master Yan Kong, I was in a coma before and didn't know..." Zhuo Bufan's tone was calm.
But the other party interrupted him directly, "Stop saying something useless here and compete with me. I heard that you practice the inheritance of the Demon God lineage. As long as you win me, I promise not to cause trouble for you."
Buddhism is a quiet place.
But this is not the case for practicing Buddhism. Some practitioners only want to practice Buddhist techniques, especially monks like Yan Kong, who often compete for their courage.
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Bufan also wanted to see which method of practicing the physical body in the Buddhist lineage is stronger than his own Chaos Demon God inheritance, let alone the other party’s attitude is strong as soon as he comes up. Zhuo Bufan understands that only by defeating the other party will the other party be convinced.
"Okay, I'll fight you." Zhuo Bufan nodded.
The other party is also in the early stage of the realm master, and his realm is the same as him. However, when he practices the golden body of the Arhat, his muscles are as thorny as iron, and there is a faint golden light flowing through the surface of his skin.
The two walked to the open space outside the scripture pavilion, and many monks in the Moke Temple had already come out to watch.
"Donor Zhuo, Senior Brother Yan Kong has cultivated his physical body lineage, and the Arhat Golden Body has reached the fifth level. Be careful." The little shaman kindly reminded.
"Amitabha!" Yan Kong put his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name. His skin was covered with a layer of golden light, and his body seemed to be cast in gold. He suddenly punched Zhuo Bufan in the face.
When the two fight, they naturally do not use martial arts, spells, and energy, but only compete in the body.
Zhuo Bufan was in a coma in Moke Temple for six months. Many monks also knew him and heard that he was practicing the lineage of Demon Gods. However, Yan Kong was more popular in Moke Temple. He practiced physically. Yan Kong had already practiced to the fifth level, ranked second, and Yan Zheng, who ranked first, practiced to the eighth level.
In the eyes of many monks, Yan Kong could blow Zhuo Bufan out with one punch.
Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, and a sharp flashed in his eyes. He raised his arm and fist and smashed it out in front. The two fists collided head by head, and the Qi swept across, the smoke and dust on the ground rose, and the dead leaves flew away!
Yan Kong's body retreated, his steps were retreating continuously. With each step falling, a footprint about an inch deep left on the stone slab floor. The surrounding stone slabs cracked and cracked, spreading and spreading.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...
Yan Kong stepped back more than ten feet, and stepped hard, and the stone slabs within a radius of 100 meters were shattered, his body fell to the ground like a heavy mountain, and the ground was trembling.
"How is it possible? His physical body is actually stronger than mine?" Yan Kong widened his eyes, his whole right arm was slightly paralyzed. In Moke Temple, only Senior Brother Yan Zheng was better at practicing his physical body than him.
He was just angry and wanted to vent his anger for his senior brother, but he did not dare to seriously injure Zhuo Bufan. He only used five levels of strength, but unexpectedly he was defeated.
"The Buddhist lineage is indeed very powerful in practicing the physical body. I have used half of my strength, but the other party has only retreated ten feet behind?" Zhuo Bufan was also slightly surprised.