Liao Wenjie subconsciously retorted. After saying this, he saw Fa Hai's face turned even colder. He sighed and said, "Master, take a closer look. Don't let a meaningless dispute arise out of thin air just because you looked away."
"The monster speaks arrogant words, but when the poor monk shows you your true colors, let's see what other sophistry you have to say."
Fahai snorted coldly, put a whisk on his arm with one hand, and connected the seal with the other hand: "The mighty heavenly dragon, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Padma Hum, appear!"
The spell was applied, and golden vertical lines lit up between Fa Hai's eyes as sharp as knives, representing the Heavenly Eye, one of the six magical powers of Buddhism.
It can see the life, death, pain, and joy of sentient beings in the three realms and six realms, as well as all shapes and colors in the world, without any obstacles. Even a great demon who has practiced for thousands of years will have nowhere to hide under this magical power.
Fa Hai stared at the golden light. Under his clairvoyance, the black shadow behind Liao Wenjie was hazy, his feet stepped on the boundless sea of blood, and there was a circle of golden light behind him.
"Amitabha!"
Seeing this scene clearly, Fahai immediately put away his magical power, put his hands together and saluted, and said apologetically: "Brother, please be polite. This collision was caused by the poor monk Meng Lang. I don't know that my senior brother is a master of Buddhism in person. The poor monk is willing to accept the punishment."
"Uh, what about... I'm a Taoist priest."
"As a practitioner of both Buddhism and Taoism, my senior brother has great perseverance and great wisdom, which a poor monk cannot match."
"..."
Liao Wenjie pursed his lips, intending to explain something more. Remembering that Fahai in front of him was a stubborn person, he simply shut up and thought whatever he wanted.
What's more, Fahai is right. He has such a talent that he lights up lamps and boils oil every night to practice, even when sleeping. In just a few months, he has cultivated from a mortal body to the realm of gods on land. With great perseverance, great
There is nothing wrong with wisdom.
Adding another big opportunity would be even more accurate.
"Master, you don't have to be like this. It's just a small misunderstanding. You and I met by chance. We don't know the master's name. In which ancient temple should we worship the Buddha?" Seeing Fahai's sincere apology, Liao Wenjie waved his hand to show that he didn't care.
"Poor monk Fahai, I am ringing the bell at Jinshan Temple. I wonder what I call my senior brother?"
"It turns out that the master is the divine monk Fahai. I am disrespectful and disrespectful! I have heard the name of the reincarnation of the living Buddha for a long time. When I saw it today, it was true. From a distance, I felt the golden light coming towards my face. I also thought about which Buddhist master, the Buddha's light.
It's so strong that I can't even open my eyes..."
"Brother, be careful what you say."
"Ahem, I don't mean anything else. Master, don't think wrongly. I didn't say your head was bright."
"..."
Fa Hai said nothing, lowered his head and recited Amitabha.
"By the way, I'll watch Master..."
"Senior brother, you can just address the poor monk by his dharma title. I really cannot bear the title of master."
"Okay, Master Fahai, I see that you are a master of Buddhism, which is hard to find in this world. Why did we have the misunderstanding just now when we met?" Liao Wenjie was very puzzled, does he look like such a bad person?
It shouldn’t be, he does good deeds and accumulates virtues every day, and he is never absent from fighting demons and demons!
"It is indeed the poor monk's fault this time. I, the elder, saw a red light rising into the sky. When I arrived, I saw that my senior brother was full of evil spirits. I was sure that he was evil, and that's why I did the rude act just now."
Monks don't lie. Fa Hai explains the reasons clearly. Apart from the fact that it doesn't sit well with others, there is nothing wrong with it.
Liao Wenjie's mouth twitched, it was okay if the monk's yin and yang aura was not inferior to his.
"Then what happened later, Fahai, why did you stop? Did you see something?"
"Devil's appearance! Conquer the devil's appearance!"
Fahai said solemnly: "Buddha has the appearance of subduing demons, has the appearance of great solemnity, and has hundreds of appearances. Only when you have a clear mind and nature can you see Bodhi. The poor monk observes that my brother has the appearance of subduing demons, has compassion, and has great merits. He is definitely not some evil demon.
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Liao Wenjie: "..."
Damn it, you monk really knows how to talk, you deserve to be an eminent monk!
To be honest, Liao Wenjie didn't understand it very well, but Fa Hai had many words, so he just got along with him.
"I made a big mistake before by judging people by their appearance. Fortunately, my senior brother is tolerant of others. Otherwise, disputes would arise out of thin air and mistakes would be compounded, which would be the grave sin of a poor monk."
The two of them traveled together, and Fahai felt deeply fortunate.
"It's okay. I have a big heart and I never take the initiative to provoke trouble. Even if I am slapped, I will only slap him back and never kick him more." Liao Wenjie nodded, being cautious.
Well, there's nothing he can do.
"Every word of my senior brother's words contains a deep meaning of Zen, and the poor monk has learned from it."
"..."
This monk is a little obsessed.
The two of them were walking and chatting. They had been misunderstood as evil spirits for many years. Suddenly, they met a man who knew things, but Liao Wenjie was not happy at all.
It is not a good thing for Lao Di to be easily seen through by others. He would rather continue to be misunderstood.
Without further ado, we must find a solution as soon as possible.
The fastest solution lies in the system. There are no fancy operations, the routine is simple and crude, and it’s done in just a few clicks.
The situation in the world here is unclear, and the road to spiritual training in the future will inevitably involve meeting a master of Taoism. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he decided to go for it.
System Furnace, he threw the breath gathering technique he learned from Zhang Lihua into the secret slot, spent 500 points to exchange for two complementary techniques, and then spent a thousand points to open the furnace to smelt a 'Qi Condensation Technique'.
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[Qi Condensation Jue (quiet in nothingness, calm with concentration; determined by nature, Xuanwu determined)]
"The turtle's breath is the turtle's breath. It has to be related to Xuanwu, and it makes... let alone, it seems to be something."
While Liao Wenjie was running the Qi Condensation Technique, before he finished complaining, he saw Fahai's face change slightly, and then he himself realized the extraordinary nature of this spell.
A little something, a billion points.
Under the operation of the spell, it can not only cover up his evil aura, which makes him look like a good person, but also suppress his own aura. From physical isolation to spiritual shielding, ordinary people cannot see his depth, and neither can practitioners.
exception.
Wonderful!
Liao Wenjie nodded secretly. It was money well spent. His girlfriends would no longer have to worry about him smelling like other women's makeup!
"Senior brother, your method of concentrating Qi with your hands is very clever. If this poor monk didn't use his 'clairvoyance' to observe, he wouldn't be able to tell that you are an expert in both Buddhism and Taoism." Fa Hai nodded and said.
"No, Fahai, your ordinary studies are not bad either."
"Senior brother, what is Fanxue?"
"It's not important. Fahai, you are older than me, so don't call me senior brother. It sounds weird. Just call me by my first name." Hearing Fahai refer to him as senior brother, Liao Wenjie knew it was a polite remark.
Just listen to it and don't worry about it, but it always feels very awkward and a bit unacceptable.
"Senior brother, I have a destiny, and I dare not disobey it. I wonder if it's okay if I call you Brother Liao?"
"Okay, it sounds much better than senior brother."
"..."
The two chatted for a while, and Liao Wenjie discovered that Fa Hai seemed serious, abiding by the rules and teaching Buddhist principles, but he was also an informal monk. To like-minded people, he was always humble and courteous, but when it came to demons and ghosts, he was a completely different person.
Attitude.
The butt is very upright, to the point where if the water is clear, there will be no fish.
In comparison, Liao Wenjie felt that he was much better. Although he was never merciful when subduing demons, there were times when he showed compassion. For example, Chu Renmei and the headless female ghost before did not shout and kill each other when they met.
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Then there were the two female ghosts, Nie Xiaoqian, who helped the tyrants because they couldn't help themselves. He gave them a chance to be reincarnated in Yan Chixia's place.
Of course, it is not all because of female ghosts. Kazaf’s master and servant are vampires who feed on human blood. He also let him live and drove them from Hong Kong Island to Europe.
"Brother Liao, there are few people in the barren mountains and ridges. Why are you here?"
"Practice and cultivate your nature. If you practice, you must practice. The path is under your feet, your actions are in your hands, and your nature is in your heart. One of them is indispensable."
Liao Wenjie had a serious face and casually made up: "A hundred years of working behind closed doors will be in vain. Only by traveling thousands of miles and seeing things in the world can you understand your true heart."
"Been taught a lesson!"
Fahai nodded. It was the same for him on this trip. He was feeling constrained by a bottleneck, so he felt restless and went out for a walk, looking for opportunities to break through the demonic barriers.
Just as he was talking, an old monk holding a Zen staff floated by in front of him, smiling and humming a song, with a contented look on his face. From a distance, he saw the two of them nodding slightly.
"Brother Liao, what do you think of this monster?" Fa Hai watched the old monk leave, his face gradually turning cold.
"Well, I think it's wrong to judge people by their appearance. Don't forget the scene when we first met. You can't fall into the same trap twice in a row."
The corners of Liao Wenjie's mouth twitched, and he knew very well that this was just a polite comment. It was not important what he thought, but what Fa Hai thought was important.
Judging from the situation, Fa Hai probably thought that he wanted to slay the demons.
Sure enough, as soon as Liao Wenjie finished speaking, Fahai took up the magic of divine foot power and chased after the old monk.
"Old abbot, the wind is refreshing!"
Liao Wenjie:(?_?)
It turns out that what happened just now was not a coincidence, Fahai and the monster were all part of a routine.
He rolled his eyes, tiptoed to walk against the wind, and took out the sapphire 'Atum's Breath' in his arms. His speed increased several times, and he easily caught up with Fa Hai.
"Yes, young man, morning exercise is very good for cultivating inner alchemy. I have to run a few laps at this time every day."
"Senior, you have gray hair and a childish face, but you walk as fast as flying. You exhale and breathe calmly and calmly, and you have reached the pinnacle of practice. May I ask how many years you have been practicing?"
Liao Wenjie:(?_?)
If you say what you said before and say it again now, and he is still next to you, won't Fahai feel ashamed?
"Haha, time spares no one, and in the blink of an eye it's been two hundred years."
The old monk held the Buddhist beads in his hand and said with a smile: "What about you, two young men? How many years have you been practicing?"
"Ashamed, this poor monk has only been practicing for twenty years..."
"I have been practicing for almost a year." Liao Wenjie interrupted.
"..."x2
After the words fell, the old monk and Fa Hai paused. The three of them continued their morning exercise, but no one was talking anymore.
"Young man, you should continue!"
Fearing that the air would suddenly become silent, the old monk urged Fa Hai.
"Ashamed, a poor monk has only been cultivating for more than 20 years. You are not as good as the abbot, you can cheat and change things for the better!"
Fahai's face was cold and his eyes were sharp: "Bold demon..."
"Bold and evil, I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"
Liao Wenjie shouted, then turned to look at Fahai: "That's it, right?"
"Yes, it is."
Fa Hai took a deep breath, swept the dust with his whisk, blocked the frightened old monk, and said quickly: "Bold monster, I want you to show your true colors!"