Zhang Wenfeng met a pair of black and red eyes, and he vaguely "saw" the violent scene of bloody fog, landslides and tsunamis brewing in the depths. Among them, a white light was dim and unclear, shaky, drifting, and seemed to be annihilated at any time.
Zhang Guanzhu, who was still and extremely calm, felt his heart beat and his hair stood on end.
It turned out that the way he chanted the Taoist Sutra was not right for the disease, and the medicine was not the right medicine. It only curbed the monk's attack for a while. The negative emotions were too blocked and could not be vented, and the consequences became more serious.
The monk was so crazy that he could not control himself, and his mind and Buddha nature were about to completely collapse.
It was too late for him to escape now, so he tried his best to use the magical power of the wood-moving and shadow-changing curse, flashing afterimages in the air to avoid the monk's random knocks in the air.
The phantom of the gong hammer brushed past the afterimage and landed on the ground, creating holes of varying depths.
The earth and vegetation are splashing and the dust is billowing, which is thrilling to watch. Only when you have fought with a monk can you know how terrifying the monk is.
Every time the monk knocked down, the shadow of the hammer shrouded a few feet, forming a suppression of strength.
Cang Lan and Hei Xiong suffered such a big loss. They were shocked by the roar of the King Kong Lion and were suppressed from behind. They could no longer dodge every attack. They fell behind every step and were passive at every step. They were suffocated until they died.
"Love is separated, hatred and resentment are met, and what you seek is impossible. It's nothing like that. It's just empty flowers in your eyes, a complete illusion!"
"The body is like glass, the inside and outside are clear; it is pure and flawless, and the light is vast; the merits are towering, and the body is well settled; the net of flames is more majestic than the sun and the moon; all living beings in the underworld are enlightened; they can do whatever they want."
Zhang Wenfeng used a soothing tone and spoke out the Buddhist scriptures he remembered from his previous life as calmly as possible.
Every word is Zen and the sound is witty.
As the scriptures were recited, perhaps the Buddhist nature deep in the monk's heart was aroused. The violent aura on the monk's body softened slightly, and the redness in his eyes tended to fade. Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Monk, don't rein in the cliff yet, turn around and get back to the bottom!"
His left hand gestured towards the back.
The donkey jumped forward and roared fiercely at the confused monk who stopped attacking and had a twisted face with protruding veins.
"Ah uh..."
The time for the donkey to practice the Vajra Lion Roar is still short, and it can only roar out one mantra.
The roar of the sound made the monk's robes clang against the impact.
The earth-shattering roar of a donkey, heard in the monk's ears, is the reverberation of the mantra of the word "I", with lingering sounds of birds and ripples.
Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey ran away at the same time. If the monk didn't wake up, he had no choice but to save the lives of his family first, and then summoned experts from all walks of life to besiege the possessed monk.
His way of awakening the monks is inseparable from the four words "a wake-up call" that the Buddhists emphasize.
As for whether the sound of his scriptures worked, or whether the donkey learned the lion's roar from the monk, he could only try his luck and could not force it. He did not dare to attack the monk with his sword magic power, and ordered the donkey not to use thunder. The monk's
The rebound attack magical power was too powerful, and he didn't want to get into trouble.
There is still a huge gap in cultivation between him and the monk.
Two beast heads were left in the lake of blood on the ground. They wanted to cry but had no tears. They could neither escape nor hide.
Cang Lan and Hei Xiong simply closed their eyes and tilted their heads to pretend to be dead. They were already seriously injured. They just hoped that the monk in the sky would stop paying attention to them and just let them go.
Yuan Xiao hurriedly came forward two miles away, unable to hide the anxiety in his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Master Zhang, how are you? The monk is not possessed by demons, right?"
The White Ape Club is not that far away from here, a journey of three to four hundred miles, which for a monk only takes a few minutes.
If the monks go south and randomly attack and kill them, even if they gather experts to intercept them, the White Ape tribe will be defeated.
Zhang Wenfeng stopped and turned to look at the bald monk floating in the air in the distance. He looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "We don't know yet whether the monk will wake up. It depends on God's will!"
The woman in black robe did not come closer, and her body was covered with a thin layer of black mist.
She was quite afraid of the monk, and would run away at the slightest sign of trouble.
According to her guess, the monk's skills, magical powers and treasures were no less than those of ordinary golden elixir monks. She had fought many times with the third-level monsters in the Broken Moon Demon Forest, but the monk suppressed her so that she could not resist.
I just want to save my life first.
Yuan Xiao sent a message and asked: "Do you want to summon some experts to come over, just in case?"
Suddenly he turned his head and looked to the northwest, and saw a black shadow flying quickly towards him. Then he saw Xin Yue flying towards him in the sky to the southwest, and he felt a little relieved.
The movement here alerted the masters guarding Guiziling and Xin Yue from the Three-tailed Demon Fox Department.
Zhang Wenfeng waved to Mo Qingyu and Xin Yue who were flying over, and sent a message to the somewhat confused old ape, saying: "We'll see what happens. Even if the monk becomes possessed, the six of us can hold him back for a while."
It was a bit far away, and his spiritual vision could not clearly see the monk's specific situation.
Mo Qingyu was about to guard Guiziling for three years. She received a message from the patrolling monks, saying that there was a fierce fighting in the wild wasteland. Someone saw three big monsters from the monster clan appearing. She made arrangements and hurriedly
Found it.
Glancing at the embarrassed ape roar and the black-robed woman shrouded in black mist, Mo Qingyu greeted Zhang Guanzhu and wondered, what big thing happened? Why did they all gather in Huanye Wasteland? There was no time to ask in detail.
Suddenly, a sound of Buddha's name came from the distance.
"Namo Amitabha!"
The sound is mellow, as if ringing in the ears, making people feel like a spring breeze.
"Daozhang Zhang, come here. The monk has passed the test and will not attack randomly again."
The monk clasped his hands together and bowed, his bald head shining in the sun. He resumed his previous way of speaking, and his whole body was relaxed. He stretched out his hand to the ground and pressed it out of the air. Tens of feet away, Cang Lan and Hei Xiong were smashed into the ground by him.
Jump out of the soil.
The two old monsters stood on the ground and were caught off guard. They lay down and pretended to be dead. It seemed that it was too late. No matter how shameless they were, they couldn't do it. Everyone was watching over there.
"Go ahead, the monk won't embarrass you. Next time you find someone to fight, use your skills to your advantage."
The monk spoke calmly from a high position.
He killed the ape in his heart and tied his horse in his mind. It was when the Buddha nature was as blazing as the heart without any dust. He could make the two demons below him feel ashamed without using any force.
"Yes, thank you Master for your teaching!"
The two demons were overjoyed to have escaped death. After saluting, they carefully dragged their injured bodies back more than ten feet to show respect, and then flew south at low altitude.
In the past, my vision was too narrow when I sat in a well and looked at the sky. The masters in this world are really tall.
They simply cannot conceive of a gentleman's desire to seek revenge even after ten years. The level of the two parties is so far apart that everything becomes a matter of course, including being beaten.
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Zhang Wenfeng and Donkey flew closer and looked at the monk without saying anything for a while.
Mo Qingyu, Xin Yue was far away and had not come over. She listened to Lao Yuan's voice transmission and briefly told them what happened. The more she listened, the more frightened she became. Especially Xin Yue, she had been with the monk for three days and they were very chatty.
The monk's words were funny and nice. Unexpectedly, the monk was so angry that he almost beat the four demons to death.
Judging from Yuan Xiao's tone, the monk didn't try his best at all and just used a few moves casually.
Seeing Cang Lan, who was staggering and flying with his body intact, Xin Yue couldn't help but feel inexplicably comfortable in her heart. No matter how the smile at the corner of her mouth shrank, it still showed up.
Canglan was in a state of despair.
Yuan Xiao suddenly remembered something and asked via voice transmission: "Xin Yue, what is the name of that master?"
He knew that Zhang Guanzhu, the monk and his entourage had just come out from the Three-tailed Demon Fox Club as guests.
Xin Yue was silent for a moment and then said via voice: "Called Fa Yuan, the ape elder wouldn't mean..." She was a little worried that the ape whistle would be detrimental to the monk afterwards, but when she thought of how powerful the monk was, with the old ape's shrewdness, he probably wouldn't commit suicide.
Looking for trouble.
"Ah, it's him!"
Yuan Xiao blurted out. Seeing everyone looking at him, he quickly waved his hands and said: "We have been disturbing the human race for a long time, let's go back." The message told Xin Yue: "You stay for a while, and I will help the old ape pray to the Dharma later.
Master Yuan, I apologize and say a few more words, please, please!"
Monk Fayuan of Tianshan Temple was said to be the most promising person among the Buddhists in the Daliang Dynasty to advance to the fourth level.
Yuan Xiao has many contacts and is well-informed. He has heard about this gossip.
No wonder the monk is so powerful that he makes people admire him. He is truly worthy of his name.