I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1223 Fighting against the Monk of the End Source
When Liu Jun saw a benevolent and kind-hearted monk coming out of the Tianlongmen camp, he felt a little bad all over.

"Are you from Tianlongmen?" Liu Jun asked curiously.

The monk shook his head, "No, the source of the poor monks is exhausted. He is a monk from Putuo Temple. He came here today, but he just came to meet the mortal fate."

Liu Jun sized up Monk Yuanjin, "Followed me but fell in love? Ever loved?"

Monk Yuanjin was stunned for a moment, showing a dumbfounding expression, "The benefactor of Qiangzizi is too worried. Before the poor monk became a monk, he was the son of the great elder of Tianlongmen. Later, he disregarded the mortal world and became a monk."

"Then you come here to help your evil father fight, but you are suspected of helping the evildoers," Liu Jun said with a smile.

Monk Yuanjin smiled, "If the benefactor is not strong enough, it will be a dead end to face the Great Elder Futong. If the poor monk stops you, it will be considered a good deed."

"If the benefactor is strong enough, the poor monk is just a stepping stone. If you kick it aside, there will be no serious injury."

Looking at Monk Yuanjin's pure eyes, Liu Jun smiled even more happily, "Monk, you are very interesting. I actually hate your monk's hypocrisy, but I admire the kind of real eminent monk. Although you are not an eminent monk, you are also considered a real eminent monk." monk

"Thank you, Taoist priest, for your compliment. The audience is also a little anxious. You and I are starting to compete?" Monk Yuanjin clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

Liu Jun nodded and made a Taoist return gift.

Both sides took a few steps back and put on a posture, but there was no murderous intent.

As monk Yuanjin said, he came only as a temptation.

Liu Jun is not strong enough, he will not kill Liu Jun, Liu Jun is strong enough, he will not kill a big monk, it's just a competition.

"Master Daoist, the poor monk is showing his ugliness." After the monk Yuanjin finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to chant sutras.

While Monk Yuanjin was chanting scriptures, strings of Sanskrit characters appeared and began to revolve around him.

"Amitabha Buddha" Following the monk Yuanjin's name, a golden arhat appeared in front of everyone.

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, this is much more real than the fake scene created by some monasteries when they opened their doors.

"Five hundred arhats? Master Dharma is profound." Liu Jun squinted his eyes, not in a hurry to attack, but looked at the arhats summoned by Monk Yuanjin.

In fact, there are many arhats in Lingshan, which are equivalent to the heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavenly court. Therefore, the arhats in Lingshan are worthless. Can't rank.

The ones who are really famous are the five hundred arhats, the eighteen arhats and the golden body arhats. In Journey to the West, when Drifting was granted the title of the golden body arhat in the West Paradise.

And the eighteen arhats that are passed on more, they are not arhats at all, they are arhats, they can cut off all troubles, reach the state of nirvana, no longer suffer from the cycle of life and death, complete their practice and have the virtue of guiding all beings to be good, which is worthy of The saints offered by humans and gods are the disciples of Shakyamuni Buddha, and they are considered Buddhas.

If Monk Yuanjin could really summon eighteen arhats, then Liu Jun wouldn't be standing here at all, and would have run away long ago, even with a hammer.

Fortunately, Yuanjin summoned only one of the five hundred arhats, and it was only the incarnation of the arhat with the power of all living beings, not that strong.

But in the eyes of many people, including practitioners, summoning the Arhat's projection is something only top practitioners can do.

"I won, this time it will definitely work." Tianlongmen Fushou clenched his fists with excitement.

The head of the sect, Fuxiang, frowned, "Not necessarily, that Qiangqianzi is too calm. He seems to be only curious about the appearance of Arhat, but not afraid."

"Without fear, that's called ignorance without fear. He is a Taoist disciple, and he has never seen an Arhat," Fushou said with curled lips.

As soon as the words fell, the fight started on the field. Arhat appeared in front of Liu Jun with a golden Buddha's light all over his body, and slapped down with a simple and unpretentious palm.

Liu Jun's eyes were fixed, and he also punched hard, wanting to try the strength of this arhat.

In the next second, Liu Jun's face changed drastically, and his fist actually passed through Luohan's palm.

And the trend of Luohan's palm continued unabated, and it was directly printed on Liu Jun's chest.

With a sound of "bang", Liu Jun flew out, rolled on the ground, and then got up in disgrace.

Seeing this scene, Monk Yuanjin shook his head slightly, "The arhats transformed by the power of all sentient beings cannot use their fists to cause damage."

Liu Jun narrowed his eyes, he understood, this Arhat is like a ghost body, like a ghost doll, if you poke it with a knife, he won't feel it at all.

But if you want to use magic to attack, it can't resist it hard.

"Physical attack is not enough, then magic attack." Liu Jun grinned and stretched out his hands.

Two groups of flames appeared in his hands, and they were expanding at a very fast speed.

When it expanded to half a meter in diameter, the two flames merged into one and soared into the sky, illuminating the entire central square.

Arhat couldn't dodge, but could only resist the flames. In this square, there were hot flames everywhere. No matter where he hid, he would be burned.

"Fantastic!" Monk Yuanjin showed a dignified face, took out a string of Buddhist beads, and quickly chanted something.

After a while, Arhat disappeared, and Monk Yuanjin turned into a violent monk, with bulging muscles all over his body, and there were some Sanskrit characters on the muscles.

"Taoist leader, accept the move." A trace of excitement flashed in Monk Yuanjin's eyes.

In Putuo Temple, he is considered the most talented monk in Putuo Temple. He is basically scheduled to be the next generation to preside over it, but he has never fought with other monks. When he met Liu Jun today, he must have a good fight.

Liu Jun looked up and saw the Yuanjin monk rushing towards him, his face turned green immediately, "Damn it, Hulk doesn't even dare to act like that."

"Boom" Monk Yuanjin swung his casserole-sized fist towards Liu Jun.

It is a fist the size of a real casserole. This is not a metaphor. The current monk Yuanjin is like a glaring King Kong, with violent power all over his body.

"Bang bang bang" Liu Jun kept dodging, although he was fine, but the marble under his feet suffered, and was smashed one by one.

Although Monk Yuanjin has always punched rather than kicked, his strength is too strong. Every time he punches, he needs his legs to exert strength, otherwise he will not be able to stand stably.

This is like a boxer who can punch [-] pounds with one punch, so his lower body must be able to stabilize the [-] pounds, otherwise the opponent can dodge and call it a day.

"Yeah, bah, it's endless." Liu Jun gritted his teeth and didn't hide anymore. The strength of his whole body gathered on his right hand and punched him.

With a loud "bang", a three-meter-deep pit appeared under the two of them, and the surrounding marble had long been broken into gravel.

The two were entangled together, blushing and thick-necked, they began to compete for strength, and for a while they were in a stalemate. At this time, maybe a random ordinary person pushes them, and the two of them will be able to decide the winner.

"Master Daoist, I'm so sorry for the poor monk," the great monk Yuanjin gritted his teeth and said.

A trace of doubt flashed in Liu Jun's eyes, and he couldn't forgive him for anything.

At this time, a little squirrel ran out from the wide sleeve of the great monk Yuanji.

Although this squirrel did not become a spirit, it was also a spiritual one. The moment it crawled out, it threw a pine cone at Liu Jun.

Not to mention, the little squirrel hurts when it hits people, and it hits people accurately, even if Liu Jun's body is covered with dragon scales.

Because his eyes are not protected by dragon scales, he can only use his eyelids to resist.

It's okay for Liu Jun to let the little squirrel throw a basket of pine cones, but this eyelid can't.

"This is because you played tricks first," Liu Jun said through gritted teeth.

The next second, the ghost doll ran out from the order of good and evil, sat on Liu Jun's shoulder, and stared at the little squirrel covetously.

"Ghost doll, take care of this squirrel and pluck his hair to make a pillow." Seeing the ghost doll appear, Liu Jun narrowed his eyes and said.

When the little squirrel saw the menacing ghost doll, its fur exploded, and the pine cones it had just got were discarded, so Sa Yazi ran to the back of Monk Yuanjin's neck.

"Run? Where can I go? Doll, come on," Liu Jun sneered.

"Daoist, although the poor monk is not an eminent monk, he is also a Buddhist disciple, and he has an arhat body. Although the little ghost you summoned is very strong, it is a ghost after all, and he cannot get close to the poor monk." Monk Yuanji Said.

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Jin's eyes widened, and he looked constipated.

Because he discovered that the little ghost summoned by Liu Jun actually took out a Ksitigarbha Sutra that shone with Buddha's light.

That's not counting, this kid actually has some meritorious Buddha light on him!This is so meow, careless.

"You're dumbfounded, my baby can practice Buddhahood," Liu Jun said with a proud smile.

(End of this chapter)