The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 240 Baby
All dharmas are empty, cause and effect are not empty.

As soon as the white-faced monk said this very Zen-like words, Lu San was stunned for an instant. See if it means the monk he attracted?
However, Lu San is also a person with a very high level of understanding. He quickly reacted and exclaimed immediately: "You, are you the saint from the funeral tomb? How is this possible? How could the fairy gate of the funeral tomb leading here?"

The white-faced monk didn't respond to him directly, but looked at Lu San calmly, neither angry nor smiling, neither happy nor sad.

He once again said to Lu San with great Zen: "Fate starts from obsession, and sin comes from greed. Sin starts from the heart and repents from the heart. If the heart dies, the sin will also perish."

Lu San obviously understood the meaning of the white-faced monk. This was to give him a chance to reform and let him let go of everything.

However, at this point, Lu San was obviously unwilling to give up. A strange black energy exploded from his body, and he rushed towards the white-faced monk inside the door with his steps.

While rushing at him, he said to the white-faced monk: "Don't play tricks on me. If you are a Buddha, I am a fairy. Today, let me see what you, a saint who walked out of the fairy tomb, are up to. How dare you teach me a lesson!"

Lu San was aggressive, obviously after merging with the curse freak, he thought he had become a fairy, and wanted to try his own cultivation and fight against the white-faced monk.

When he rushed to the door, the white-faced monk also stepped out.

Faced with Lu San's attack, the white-faced monk did not fight back, not even resisting at all.

He just kept dropping scriptures on the city gate with both hands, and as he moved, dragon energy continuously gathered in the dragon city, repairing the originally dilapidated city gate.

Lu San would not let this opportunity go, and he rushed towards the white-faced monk like an arrow from the string.

Without numerous spells and majestic profound energy, Lu San wanted to deal a fatal blow to the white-faced monk with the powerful body of the curse freak that transcended ordinary people.

But just when Lu San thought he was sure to hit with one blow, although the white-faced monk was still concentrating on repairing the city gate, the solemn Buddha statue above his head moved.

A bergamot fell from the sky, and the huge bergamot slapped Lu San.

Lu San was horrified, he could no longer see through the realm of this white-faced monk, generally speaking, if you want to drive the Dharma to fight, you must control it wholeheartedly, and you must unite your mind and mind.

But this white-faced monk didn't even communicate with the great Buddha Dharma at all, as if the Dharma Aspect had its own spiritual wisdom and could fight alone.

The most powerful Zen master in the world is the living Buddha, and the living Buddha does not have such ability. It is obvious that this white-faced monk has surpassed the living Buddha. He is the real Buddha, that is, the immortal of Taoism.

But even so, Lu San did not flinch, his powerful body collided with the Buddha's palm.

Lu San overestimated himself and underestimated the pale-faced monk.

After a brief collision, he was slapped out of Dragon City by the Buddha's palm, and landed directly on the other side of the river.

Not only that, Lu San's soul was also taken out of the cursed freak's body.

Feeling the strength of the white-faced monk, Lu San's soul immediately fled in a hurry.

Liu Bowen wanted to stop him, but the white-faced monk said: "This exists because that exists; this is born so that is born. This is not so that does not exist. This is destroyed so that is destroyed."

"Let him go. Existence is reasonable. His life and death are not related to today. The cause planted today may bear fruit thousands of years later."

While talking, the white-faced monk looked at the black jar in his left hand.There should be a baby in the jar, but it has stopped crying at this time.

Liu Bowen faintly understood what the pale-faced monk meant, so he didn't act.

And when I heard Zhu Laoba talking about this, I was shocked. This white-faced monk is indeed a "sage" who walked out of the tomb of immortals.

No wonder Chen Anbang and I saw two Lu Sans. Presumably when your Lu San's soul escaped, he chose the technique of seizing the house and got another body. He later enshrined the body of the cursed freak there Looking at Feng Shui's dissipated dragon energy, he thought that one day he would be able to re-enter this powerful body again.

And the reason why the white-faced monk didn't completely suppress and kill Lu San seems to be that what will happen today, thousands of years later, he wants to leave all the cause and effect to our descendants to solve.

Seeing that I was deep in thought, Zhu Laoba suddenly asked me: "Boy, the one who walked out of the burial mound was not a saint, but a monk who was astonished as a heavenly being, isn't it mysterious? Do you know who he is?"

I replied subconsciously: "I don't know who that monk is. He has become a Buddha, so he must be a great Zen master. But I guess the baby hidden in the jar in his hand is the ancestor of my Zhao family?"

(End of this chapter)