Having his biggest secret revealed, Jiumozhi stopped pretending and asked coldly, "What do you think?"

If a person dies, his eggs will fall into the sky, and he will not die for tens of millions of years!

The worst case scenario is death!

You can lose your life, but you must never lose your face!

Don't lose your innocence!

Moreover, Jiumozhi has made preparations for the worst and is ready to make the most of his potential.

He was the Tubo national teacher. If he died in Dali, Tubo could justifiably send troops to attack Dali under the pretext of revenge for him.

Moreover, he enjoys a very high reputation in Tubo. By then, everyone in Tubo will be united and will surely be able to capture Dali in one fell swoop.

Making use of his own death to make a fuss, I don't know if Jiumozhi can be considered as making good use of waste.

After all, he compared himself to garbage. If garbage can be useful, isn't it just recycling?

Wei Wu did not intend to kill Jiumozhi, and he was very clear about the consequences of killing Jiumozhi.

Now he is considered half a Dali person, and has a good relationship with the Dali royal family.

He would never do something like cheating his friends.

These are all minor reasons. The main reason is that Wei Wu wanted to use Jiumozhi to show off again.

I'm addicted to pretending!

Poor Jiumozhi, he's almost become Wei Wu's exclusive meat...

No!

It’s a special prop for showing off!

Jiumozhi is not a fool, why would he ruin the world?

Wei Wu chuckled and said, "My Lord, please be patient.

I have no ill will towards the King.

And he admired Ming Wang very much for his wild imagination and ingenuity, and for being able to think of using Xiao Wuxiang Gong to activate the 72 Shaolin unique skills.

pity!

Ming Wang, you are taking the wrong path!"

Jiumozhi's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said coldly: "You haven't even walked this road, how do you know I'm walking the wrong way?"

Jiumozhi has already given it his all and is fearless.

Just like those scammers in later generations, I bet you dare not kill me!

It's just shameless!

If a tree has no bark, it will surely die!

Without morals, anything is possible!

Wise words!

Moreover, Jiumozhi believed that Wei Wu said he was on the wrong path because he was jealous of his intelligence.

Using Xiao Wuxiang Gong to activate the 72 Shaolin unique skills, what a genius idea!

Only a man like him, who is detached from the mundane world, has great wisdom, intelligence, courage and determination, could come up with this idea.

The thing I am most proud of is being told by others that I did something wrong!

No matter who it is, it will be extremely unhappy!

Wei Wu had a warm smile on his face and his voice was gentle.

"Ming Wang wants to learn from Bodhidharma and master all 72 unique skills by himself. This is a great ambition and worthy of admiration.

Although the 72 Shaolin unique skills seem to have nothing to do with each other, they are actually interconnected and have a sequence.

If you practice just one or two, you don’t have to worry about it, but if you practice three or more and don’t practice them in order, you will suffer backlash.

Moreover, using Xiao Wuxiang Gong to take shortcuts is not the right way, it is actually a side path.

Ming Wang was a genius. Even though it was a side path, he still made a way for himself.

But if you take the wrong path, the further you go, the more harm you will suffer.”

Jiumozhi remained silent. He both praised and criticized Wei Wu, first praising him and then criticizing him. He felt that what he said made a lot of sense and wanted to hear what Wei Wu would say next.

Not only Jiumozhi, but everyone in Tianlong Temple also pricked up their ears and listened attentively.

You can listen to gossip and gain knowledge at the same time, so you definitely can’t miss it!

Wei Wu said in a deep voice: “Shaolin Kung Fu was passed down from Bodhidharma, the founder of the Buddhist sect, with the original intention of allowing Buddhist disciples to strengthen their bodies, protect the law and subdue demons.

Therefore, when practicing Shaolin martial arts, one must maintain compassion and kindness in mind, and must have a corresponding Buddhist foundation.

Otherwise, you will inevitably hurt yourself when practicing martial arts.

The more advanced your martial arts skills are, the greater the damage you will suffer.

Of course, if you only practice external martial arts such as fists, kicks and weapons, the harm is minimal, as long as your body is strong, but unfortunately you can ignore the damage directly. "

After listening to Wei Wu's eloquent talk, Jiumozhi had already put away his contempt and disdain. He could not help but lower his head and look submissive, as if he was listening to his teacher's teachings.

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Wei Wu's eyes flashed with pride, he cleared his throat and continued: "Practice the 72 unique skills left by Bodhidharma, such as the Flower Picking Finger, the Doraemon Leaf Finger, the Formless Robbery Finger...

You must use the compassion of Buddhism to resolve the negative energy every day, otherwise the negative energy will penetrate deep into your internal organs, and over time it will become three times more poisonous than the king of all poisons, Manggu Zhuha!

Ming Wang is a great monk, well versed in Buddhist teachings, and has a profound understanding of the sutras. There are only a few people in the world who can compare with you."

When Jiumozhi heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly rise.

Wei Wu shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that the King of Ming worships force and has no compassion and generosity to save all living beings.

The Ming Wang is like a tower in the sky, knowing countless Buddhist scriptures, but he only learns for the sake of learning and speaks for the sake of speaking, without understanding the true meaning of the Buddhist scriptures. "

Hearing this, Jiumozhi was very dissatisfied.

Am I a loft in the sky?

I study for the sake of studying, but have not understood the true meaning of the Buddhist scriptures?

fart!

I am Mahakala, the national teacher of Tibet, the leader of the Red Sect, and the leader of Indian Buddhism in the Western Regions!

Jiumozhi became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, Wei Wu's eyes flashed with a sly smile and he recited softly.

“There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand.

There is nothing in the first place, so where can dust gather? "

You little brat, you don't accept it, right?

You still want to argue with me, right?

Have you forgotten how I slapped you in the face just now?

If I say you can do it, then you can do it, even if you can’t!

If I say you can't do it, you can't do it, even if you can!

When Jiumozhi heard this verse, he instantly wilted like a deflated ball.

The scenes of being slapped in the face by Wei Wu with two verses flashed through his mind quickly, and his face felt hot, as if he had just been beaten.

If you start to argue, you will be refuted and left speechless.

Forget it, let’s not talk about it.

Take a step back and the sky will be brighter!

A person cannot fall into the same pit twice.

You can't be slapped in the face twice by the same person.

Well, it seems more than twice.

When everyone in Tianlong Temple saw Jiumozhi being defeated, they couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

Duan Yu, in particular, couldn't help but laugh.

Not professional at all.

"Amitabha.

Sin!

Sin! "

The monks of Tianlong Temple chanted the Buddha's name silently and reflected on their unkind behavior.

No matter how much you reflect on yourself, you should still feel happy!

They are just monks, not Bodhisattvas or Buddhas, and have not yet seen through the seven emotions and six desires of human beings.

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Chapter 142 Duan Yu: I hate that my father can’t become a martial artist!

Seeing that Jiumozhi had behaved himself, Wei Wu raised his chin slightly, a hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes, and he slowly opened his mouth and continued.

"The Northern Song Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, and the Yuan Dynasty all had Shaolin Temples, and the 72 unique skills were passed down from Bodhidharma. Apart from Bodhidharma, no other monk could master all 72 unique skills.

"Does the Ming Wang know why?"

Jiumozhi thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"You know how to give in, good!"

Wei Wu was very satisfied with Jiumozhi's attitude and patiently explained: "Although the 72 unique skills are Buddhist martial arts, they are extremely powerful and can kill people with just a wave of the hand, which conflicts with the Buddhist concept of compassion.

Therefore, every unique skill needs to be resolved by corresponding compassionate Buddhist teachings.

If a person practices more than three unique skills, it will be hindered in his understanding of Zen principles.

In Shaolin it is called martial arts disability, and in other sects it is called mental disability.

The names are different, but the essence is the same.

Buddhism is about saving all sentient beings, while martial arts seek to stop war by killing. The two are completely different and cannot coexist.

The higher the level of Buddhist Dharma and the more compassionate one is, the more unique skills one can cultivate.

However, the monks who have reached the realm of Buddhism and have broken through the barriers of martial arts are compassionate and care about all living beings. They can obviously practice more unique skills, but instead they are unwilling to learn more skills.

Therefore, since the founder Bodhidharma, no one in the Shaolin School has mastered the 72 unique skills. "

"Amitabha!"

Master Kurong put his palms together and said respectfully: "Listening to my junior brother's words is better than ten years of meditation!"

Wei Wu clasped his hands together and said modestly, "Brother, you are too kind."

Although he said this, he was actually very happy in his heart.

This kind of insight is not something that someone like Wei Wu, who is obsessed with sensual pleasures, can come to!

He was just trying to use someone else's talent to pay tribute to Buddha. He changed the words of the sweeping monk in the original book and used them to fool the monks one by one.

The result was quite successful!

In the eyes of everyone, Wei Wu has become the reincarnation of Dingguang Happy Buddha.

After all, with his personality, among all the gods and Buddhas in the world, only Dingguang Happy Buddha is the most suitable.

"Amitabha!"

Ben Yin, Ben Guan, Ben Xiang, and Ben Can put their palms together, looked respectful and pious, bowed slightly to Wei Wu, and said in unison: "Thank you for your teachings, uncle-master."

Wei Wu nodded slightly, put on a steady demeanor of an elder, and chuckled, "My fellow apprentices, there's no need to be so polite."

Duan Zhengming said sincerely, "My dear brother, you are so talented!"

Wei Wuyun said calmly, "Brother Duan, you are too kind."

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