Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 17 Fighting with gods, fear of pond fish

After leaving the pagoda, the gray fog outside almost completely dissipated.

The night is cold as water.

"This direction doesn't seem to be the direction of the dungeon." Yuan Yi knew that she couldn't change Shen Mo's wishes, so she had no choice but to change herself.

If you can't resist fate, the better way is to obey, and the best way to deal with it is to enjoy it.

Have fun!

In fact, Shen Mo took him away, it was not him who suffered, but the monks of Moha Temple.

"The old monk has come out of the dungeon, there is no need for him to go back."

Shen Mo realized that the blood in the dungeon might be the process of the altar taking effect, where the old monk experienced a death and resurrection that was different from him.

He didn't rely on any evil altar back then.

But why do you have to choose the dungeon?

This was a doubt that Shen Mo hadn't thought about for a while.

As a person who was so suspicious that he almost had persecution paranoia, Shen Mo suspected that he used the Nether Sect to imprison him to practice Abi Hell, and was also used by the Nether Sect at the same time.

God refining is a mysterious and dangerous process. The ghost knows what he left behind in the Bone Dungeon that is useful to the Nether Cult after he came back from the dead and succeeded in refining the gods.

Now Shen Mo is 100% sure that the Bone Altar has something to do with Nether Sect.

Speeding all the way, he came to the outside of the Daxiong Palace in a short while.

Under the cool night, the bodhi tree outside the treasure hall was blown by the breeze, and the shadows of the trees whirled.The cool breeze seems to be able to wash away the secular people's attachment to fame and wealth.

This monastery, which has been influenced by Buddhism for thousands of years, finally shows its unique tranquility and Zen at this moment.

But Shen Mo was not infected.

The closer he got to the Daxiong Palace, the more anxious Shen Mo became.

Yuanyi's Zen mind also noticed that under the almost liberation-like cleanliness, there were things that disturbed his Zen mind in the Mahavira Hall.

Shen Mo suddenly smiled, "Yuanyi, you are still a body of flesh and blood, no matter how advanced the Dharma you have cultivated, you still cannot be disturbed by external things. As long as a person is still in the world of mortals, he cannot help himself and cannot do it." Really carefree. After this incident, come down the mountain with me."

Obviously there are disturbing things hidden in the Daxiong Palace, but Shen Mo still talks and laughs freely.

Unlocking Yuanyi's imprisonment, Shen Mo stepped into the Great Hall of Great Heroes.

The main hall where monks gathered before is now extremely empty.Taking advantage of the moonlight pouring in from the outside world, Shen Mo looked at the majestic Buddha statue in the middle of the main hall.

The eyes of this Buddha statue are open, interpreting the charm of seeing through everything, and there is a trace of sorrow on the corner of the lips, but it is the sentient beings struggling in the sea of ​​suffering.

The right enlightenment of becoming a Buddha lies in knowing that the sea of ​​suffering is endless, and still choose to convert the sentient beings in this boundless sea of ​​suffering.

Is there any reason to be afraid of difficulties and not do things in the world?

The real Buddha is wise and brave, not passive and free and easy.

There is even more optimism that arises spontaneously after facing up to all sufferings.

This Buddha statue is really good, the good thing is that this pair of Buddha eyes are really the finishing touch.

The problem also lies in the Buddha's eyes.

The craftsmen who were ordered to build the Maha Temple could never have such craftsmanship.That kind of state cannot be achieved by artisans who are willing to be driven.

"Come out."

Shen Mo spoke in a tone that knew everything.

Yuan Yi also looked at the Buddha's eyes. After Shen Mo spoke, the uneasiness in his Zen mind finally flooded his reason like a flood that opened the gate.

An atmosphere of despair and fear spread in the hall.

In an instant, the treasure hall dedicated to the Great Buddha seemed to suddenly become the Senluo Hall.

The Zen mind of Yuanyi practice is almost overwhelmed.

At this time, Shen Mo and the Buddha statue in the main hall actually spoke at the same time and said the same words.

"The sea of ​​Buddhism can only be entered by faith, and only wisdom can save it."

Shen Mo's voice is full of youthful vigor and domineering arrogance, as well as the self-confidence that I am the only one in the world!
The voice of the Buddha statue is very old, indifferent and compassionate.

The voices of the two overlapped strangely, like the intertwining of life and death, full of indescribable sense of wonder.

Yuanyi knew the scriptures deeply and knew that this passage came from Nagarjuna Bodhisattva's "Theory of Great Wisdom".It is said that relying on the unrelenting confidence in the Three Jewels of Buddhism, Dharma and Sangha, one can be self-sufficient in all supernatural powers and Dharma, and not be moved by external objects.

Moha Temple is exactly Sanbao Temple.

Since the Three Treasures are within, there is no need to seek outside.

The Liuliguangwang mantra was chanted in his heart, and the deep and dark eyes revealed an unstoppable light, like a piece of driftwood, which became a support in the boundless sea of ​​​​suffering. The fear and uneasiness pouring out of the Buddha statue overwhelmed me.

But he did not have the joy of enlightenment, but looked at the Buddha statue with a sad face, "Why?"

Because the sound of the Buddha statue's opening is precisely Yanfa, the abbot of Moha Temple.

Since the abbot can enlighten him, it means that the abbot is not so possessed that he loses his sanity.

If the abbot was sober when he harmed those fellow disciples before, then...

Yuanyi couldn't imagine it.

Shen Mo stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the Buddha statue, showing a trace of sneer, "Pretending to be a ghost. You are not a Buddha, nor an old monk, you are a judge."

When Shen Mo opened his mouth, Shi Potian was shocked, and revealed the identity of the old voice.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

It's like clapping.

"Shen Mo, how did you guess that I was here? We haven't seen each other before."

At the same time, blood dripped down from the top of the hall. Amidst the ticking sounds, old voices sounded, which seemed to be everywhere, making Shen Mo uncertain of his current location.

And in this old voice, there is another old voice hidden, as if two people are talking at the same time, it looks evil and weird, and it has a magical power to control life and death.

"I don't think anyone else in this world can point out that kind of Buddha's eyes except for the judge's pen. What's more, the person who can make the mist of Huangquan must be a big figure in the Nether Sect. It is not difficult to guess it is you."

Shen Mo didn't have the slightest courtesy when facing this person who could be said to be his immediate boss in the past.

Anyway, in Shen Mo's heart, everyone in the Nether Sect deserves to die!

And he is sure of one thing, the judge is definitely not coming in real body.

If Shen Mo couldn't guess at this time that the old monk had become the incarnation of a judge, then he wouldn't be Shen Mo.

That's why Shen Mo said that the other party was pretending to be a ghost.

Refining the incarnation is one of the characteristics of the original embryo and dharma.

It's just that the details are difficult and complicated, and part of the origin of the original body and dharma has to be discarded, and it is full of dangers of being backlashed by the avatar at any time, so few people refine the avatar.

Judge, as one of the four giants of the Nether Sect, is truly a bold man of skill. So far, it seems that he has almost succeeded.

An incarnation of the god-refining series will naturally greatly improve the judge's combat power.

Judge Wukui is the first pen of the Nether Sect, and it is really generous in doing things.

"It's you, Shen Mo. No wonder Granny Meng misses you so much, put down her harsh words, saying that you can only belong to her, and we are not allowed to interfere. It's just that I have always had a problem, and I like doing things that others don't let me do. "

His voice paused slightly, and then he said, revealing the domineering arrogance of controlling life and death,
"So, are you ready?"

Two different old voices echoed each other, compassion and killing, unexpectedly manifested at the same time.

Finally, Shen Mo was going to face the second true "God Refining" figure after Po Meng.

The Dragon Elephant Dharma King Kumarajiva is still far behind the real "God Refining".

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Kumarajiva still didn't give up on the Prajna Sutra of Maha Temple, he thought that as long as he carefully avoided Shen Mo, in Maha Temple, who else could be his opponent except Shen Mo?
Middle-earth is vast, and people like Shen Mo are rare after all.

Not far from the Maha Temple, after a period of breath adjustment and recovery, Kumarajiva was determined to enter the Maha Temple again.

Kumarajiva clearly sensed the aura erupting from the Great Hall of Great Heroes.

Facing this terrifying aura that was very different from Shen Mo's.

Kumarajiva was silent.

It seems to have made a great decision.

The followers behind him were more or less cultivated, and they could feel the domineering aura coming from the Maha Temple. Looking at the back of the national teacher, it was like a towering mountain, and seemed to be accumulating an aura not inferior to the domineering aura in the Maha Temple.

Could it be that they were lucky enough to witness the fight between the national teacher and the top powerhouse in China today?
There is an attendant body, and the blood is boiling uncontrollably.

They are likely to witness an epic peak duel with their own eyes!

What happened next made the followers even more excited, because another terrifying aura emerged from the hall, confronting the previous domineering aura, and a dark cloud gathered on the top of the main hall in front, covering the moonlight.

Coupled with the national teacher, it must be a peerless battle between the three of them.

Its splendor is absolutely unimaginable!
But the national teacher did not enter the depths of the Moha Temple as the followers expected, but chose to turn around.

Without any explanation, Kumarajiva walked with lotus blossoms at every step, and danced lightly in the broad robes of the monk king, and walked away from the Maha Temple within a few ups and downs.

"Two true cultivators!"

Kumarajiva felt unreal, shouldn't the existence of refining gods be rare?He just came to a Moha Temple whose reputation is far less than that of the first-class temples in China, how could he meet two at once.

He knew very well that the two refining gods would fight each other, so in order to prevent both sides from being hurt, he let people take advantage of it, and if they were not sure, they would clear the field.

He didn't dare to join the battlefield at all, and he was even more afraid of being wiped out as a hidden danger.

After Kumarajiva went away, the followers looked at each other in blank dismay.

It was the leader's follower who was the first to react, and made a gesture of wiping his neck, "No one is allowed to say what happened today!"

(End of this chapter)