Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

Chapter 117: Dominating the Landa Temple, I am invincible

No one could see how he appeared, as if he had been there in the first place.

"What a monk!"

Everyone saw that the monk was dressed in white and fluttering, unclean, holding a whisk in one hand and a meditation staff in the other, compassion and domineering seemed to appear in him at the same time, and just standing there made it impossible to consider him a mortal.

"Wonderful!" Kong Luo quickly sorted out his appearance after getting up from the side, and came forward to confront Meng Yuan.

"Senior Brother Kong Luo, long time no see."

"It's been a long time."

Kong Luo remembers that the first time they met was in Wonju City, when he went to the South China Sea with his teacher to explore the traces of the corpse king sect, passing through the ghost market, and the two were on the street, one on the street, and the other on the upper floor.

I don't want to be the opposite today.

Immediately, he looked at the Zen staff in Meng Yuan's hand, which was indeed the teacher's Essence Magic Weapon, a medium-grade spirit weapon, and a nine-lash Zen staff.

"The poor monk came today to return the staff, and as he said that day, if there is a defense in your monastery, this object will be returned, otherwise the poor monk will keep it for him."

"What a big breath!"

Rumble!

I saw that the mountain gate of Landa Temple finally opened, and a group of monks came out in two rows, all with a strong breath, and looked at Meng Yuan with an unkind face.

Followed by the elders of the Landa Monastery, abbot and other leading figures such as Jingfa and other Landa Temple, they looked at Meng Yuan with disdain, contempt, or anger.

Building a foundation?

This little monk is really crazy, it is really good to have such a cultivation at such an age, but he dares to provoke them in the Landa Temple, it is really an ant watching the sky.

"You are the master of that Guanyin Zen Monastery, Miao?"

I saw a red-eyed old monk glaring and asking, and he was the abbot of Landa Temple, the master of Zen Meditation, and the great cultivator of the Yuan Infant Realm.

Meng Yuan now represents the head of the Zen monastery, the Mahayana sect, and he will not belittle these defamers of the Dharma.

That is, he said proudly: "It is the poor monk, because the monks of your monastery abstained from the law a few months ago, regardless of right or wrong, even if the magic weapon descended on the South China Sea with fierce power thousands of miles away, hurt my senior brother, scared my disciples, and the people were terrified, so they collected their treasures."

The poor monk came today to return the treasure first, and Chad to find out, if such virtues are deficient, it is difficult for those who are deeply poisoned to undertake the great cause of the Dharma, and they must not hold this murderous weapon to help the misdeeds. "

Meng Yuan's words the monks of Landa Temple.

"Bold and mad monk, what kind of identity do you dare to talk to our uncle like this!"

"Crazy monk, you actually slandered the Zen master of my monastery, saying that there is a lack of virtue, and if you have the intention to harm you, how can you survive?"

"It's just that you are a junior who does not know the height of the sky, and you don't want to slander me and wait like this, become a monk in vain, defile this pure place of Buddhism, get out!"

All the monks immediately shouted in unison: "Get out!" "

These monks are also ruthless, they are all drumming up their mana, and their words contain coercion, plus a lot of golden pills and foundation building, the momentum of the momentum makes the countless spectators present change their faces greatly, but at this moment, it is Qi Qi against Meng Yuan alone.

The terrifying momentum shook his sleeves, as if countless wind blades hit his face.

It's just that Meng Yuan seems to have his feet rooted, and he didn't move in the face of the wrath of these monks, just looked at them silently.

The monks drank three times, but each sound was smaller than the other, Meng Yuan obviously didn't do anything, but just looking at them made them feel an invisible pressure.

The monks wanted to press him with mana, but at this moment, they were pressed back by Meng Yuan with a majestic spirit, and one by one they suddenly fell into momentum.

Seeing this, the abbot coughed lightly, which neutralized Meng Yuan's growing aura, and said, "Since you want to argue, Lao Gu also allows you, but if you lose, you should return the magic weapon of Lao Gu's junior brother, and you can't make any more noise." "

Meng Yuan nodded: "Naturally." "

After letting everyone present give up a vacant land and build a three-zhang-wide high platform, Meng Yuan stepped forward without hesitation, sat in the center, and faced everyone.

Stick the staff in your hand to the ground, boom!

Although the gate of Landa Temple is wide but limited, many people actually climb directly up the courtyard wall, or stand on the roof, climb on the treetops to watch, and there are tens of thousands of people up and down at this moment.

After Meng Yuan ascended the high platform, he said to everyone in the four directions: "Today, I am fortunate to have this fate to meet the sages, I have Mahayana Buddhism that can surpass the dead and ascend to heaven, I can overcome difficult people and get rid of suffering, I can cultivate the Amitaylife body, I can solve the knot of a hundred injustices, I can eliminate the calamity of vain, and I can do nothing to come and go!" "

As soon as this remark came out, it could be said that there were many high-ranking monks, all of whom were famous monks in the Ten Thousand Laws Sect, and they couldn't help but hide their faces when they heard him boast like this.

"What a bluff, tell him to blow the sky apart!"

Suddenly someone shouted: "Do you have such a magic method to pass on to us?" Why not use it yourself? "

Meng Yuan said, "Grass and trees also have sex, and they are no different from me." If I am like a grass and a tree, there is no time for enlightenment. The world does not preach, but the Tao is disgusted. Hurt this generation, treasure mountain is not treasure. "

(——Guan Xiu, "Tao Qingkai")

Everyone listened to the clouds, but there were also some people with profound wisdom who immediately understood the meaning of Meng Yuan's words, and suddenly changed their opinion of him.

Zhuge Yuan thoughtfully, and his gaze towards the white-clothed figure on the high platform was more radiant.

Kong Luo was about to go up, but he was pulled by the precepts, and Fang Cai Meng Yuan's performance made him a little bottomless, it was better to let the rest of the disciples go up and try it for the time being.

A disciple of the Landa Temple flew onto the stage at this time: "What are you going to argue? "

Meng Yuan said, "The poor monk has a Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, please explain it to all senior brothers." "

The disciple was furious, "How can this be true, this is the work of my temple Empty Luo Buddha, how can it be stolen by you?" "

The monks of Landa Temple also laughed in unison, since it is a dialectic, are you admitting defeat by using my scriptures?

Meng Yuan ignored it, but said, "When observing the bodhisattva at ease, when walking in the depths of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five essences are empty and all suffering..."

Suddenly, the Sanskrit sound resounded throughout the Landa Monastery, and some of the monks had long heard the Heart Sutra that had been tampered with by Kong Luo, in order to cater to the Buddha sect and flattering the Buddhas, but what Meng Yuan said was the original, which was both a little awkward and a little enlightening for them.

After a while, a verse is finished.

The monks present thought about each other, most of them were at a loss, but there were always some people with wisdom roots who could understand one or two, and they actually had an epiphany on the spot.

And the disciple couldn't wait to say, "You have stolen the Buddha's scriptures, but you have tampered with them arbitrarily, and there are many falsehoods, and you say who is that bodhisattva who is at ease, how can you have such magical power?" "

"I'm at ease!" Meng Yuan replied.

"Talk presumptuously, and see what you are capable of?"

The disciple opened his eyes and suddenly shot out a pair of fires, and the terrifying temperature made the space seem to be a little distorted.

Poof!

That disciple saw that Meng Yuan didn't hide, and hit him directly, and immediately smiled, I can defeat you alone.

Just then saw that the fire light hit Meng Yuan's body, and instead of piercing his body and burning his flesh, it was bounced off by the monk's robe!

"You rely on magic weapons?"

Meng Yuan ignored it, still sitting in place, and seeing this, the disciple attacked Meng Yuan several times, but the result was that not even a single corner of his clothes was damaged.

All the monks of Landa Temple had grim faces, and the abbot shook his head in disgust and said, "The Foundation Building Realm disciple is not his opponent. "

As soon as these words came out, the monks could be described as extremely ugly, Meng Yuan was just a realm of foundation building, and he wanted to send a foundation building disciple to defeat him with a fluke mentality, but now he still needs to be a big bully.

Kong Luo said, "Disciple go." "

"Don't be in a hurry, since you have already lost this face, then it's just that, you have to keep this inside and let the disciples and first seats of the Golden Pill Realm play." The abbot said with disgust.

As old guys who have lived for hundreds of years, they usually don't care about the skin when it comes to interests, and maintaining the reputation of Hollow is the most important thing for Landa Temple.

Even if he is criticized for bullying the small in the Landa Temple, what about wheel wars? As long as Kong Luo defeated Meng Yuan in the end, no one would remember a loser.

Immediately sent a disciple of the Golden Pill Realm, and the two first debated the meaning of the Dharma scriptures, but Meng Yuan felt that what the other party said did not make sense, crooked to his grandmother's house, and did not practice the slightest bit of Dharma at all, and then got up and beat him down with three punches.

"This, if I'm not mistaken, this evil monk hasn't even achieved Jindan, right? The monks of Landa Temple are too uncompetitive. "

It's not that Zhuji will definitely not be able to beat Jindan, if you are in that wilderness, life and death fight, it is not uncommon to take out the hole card to counterkill.

But everyone clearly saw that Meng Yuan on the high platform did not use any magic weapon cards at all, but suddenly appeared behind the disciples of Nalanda Temple, and it seemed that the reaction was half a beat slower and he was smashed in the face by three fists and fell off the high platform.

Is this white-clothed monk too powerful, or is the Landa Temple not worthy of its name?

The faces of the senior monks were like the bottom of a pot, and once again sent a disciple of the Golden Pill Realm, who was still defeated by Meng Yuan and was knocked off the high platform.

The two subsequent disciples did the same.

Then another person came up, but it was a first seat.

This made the onlookers present immediately boo, although they were also Jindan, but those disciples had a relatively short cultivation time, most of them were in the early stage of one or two turns, and the first one was mostly in the late realm of Jindan Seven Revolutions.

This is completely shameless, and it is clear that the big will bully the small.

However, everyone did not say anything, although it was a little shameful, but the Landa Temple also showed its great strength.

And in the face of the first-level Jindan master, Meng Yuan really struggled a lot, but if there was still no one to defend the scriptures, he would easily win, and only the last move was a little troublesome.

Meng Yuan manifested the round light phase, holding the dragon and phoenix golden ring, and finally knocked down the first one.

And the Landa Temple did not give him a chance to breathe, and the second was the first to take the stage.

At this time, it was already dark, but there were not fewer people around, but more, many people who originally thought that Meng Yuan was hitting a stone with a pebble and would be easily killed by Landa Temple heard that Meng Yuan had been fighting in the ring for a day, and the younger generation of disciples had lost except for Kong Luo.

Suddenly, one by one, their interest increased, either flying or riding horses, all coming from all over the capital, even outside the capital, just to watch this good show.

Originally, Meng Yuan's business of losing two hundred in the gambling house was dismal, but suddenly a large number of people joined in, especially those cultivators, who gambled on gold!

"Treasurer, this odds are too high, if that wonderful evil wins, we will lose our pants at that time." One of the guys said with some concern.

I saw that the gambling house treasurer was lying on the pile of gold with his eyes shining, and when he heard this, he wiped the corners of his mouth and said disdainfully: "Lose? How can it be possible to lose, the group of bald donkeys in the Landa Temple have thick faces and black hearts, just with their current wheel war, that wonderful evil cannot be won. "

"You let Ah Da keep an eye on me, don't make any mistakes."

"Uh, yes."

In front of the Landa Temple, clusters of firelight, spiritual light and other rays illuminated the mountain very brightly, and the two figures on the high platform were like phantoms and could not see the figures clearly, only the occasional collision and explosion sound let people know how fierce their fight was at the moment.

Suddenly, a certain figure suddenly seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and his body was suddenly stunned in place and was kicked off the high platform by Meng Yuan.

"Offended."

Immediately afterwards, another figure landed on the high platform, his body was unusually burly, and his thick hair made him look like a gorilla.

"This is one of the strongest firsts, the Jindan Realm is complete, can that little monk still hold on?"

But Meng Yuan told everyone with practical actions that he could!

"How could he? It has been a full day of fighting, and his spiritual power has not yet been exhausted? The monks of Landa Temple were puzzled.

With such consumption, whether it was physical strength or the spiritual power of the dantian, if it was exchanged for other Foundation Building Realm cultivators, even ten of them were drained.

But Meng Yuan still seemed to be alive.

But in fact, he is indeed approaching the limit, even early, but Meng Yuan has used this to constantly break through the limit and sharpen himself, plus he has manna in his body, and he can recover in an instant, which has persisted until now.

Then Meng Yuan found that the monks of Landa Temple no longer argued with him at all, and came up to try to argue with physics, which also made him even more disappointed.

The dialectic is to correct one's own wrong direction, not to overcome others, but the Landa Temple has completely abandoned the Dharma, and they are just practitioners wearing the garb of Buddhism.

Even some of the senior monks present were also very dissatisfied with this move of the Landa Temple, so if the Buddhist temple became the leader of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect, could it lead everyone to bliss?

Meng Yuan fought again for the night and defeated the three first seats.

At this moment, everyone could see that Meng Yuan had reached a state of running out of oil, and even those three first seats were not going to defeat him at all, but to consume him alive.

At this moment, the precept said to the empty Luo on the side: "Now you can go." "

The abbot on the side also nodded, and with their eyes, they could naturally see that Meng Yuan did not have a trace of spiritual power in his body now, unless he moved his mouth, there was no threat, and then he saw that Kong Luo turned into a flash of light and flashed onto the high platform.

"Alas, this master of evil is going to lose!"

Seeing Kong Luo on the stage, someone immediately sighed.

"Bah, can Madranta Temple make a face? This group of bald donkeys is really hypocritical. "

"Ahem." An old monk next to him suddenly coughed.

The man immediately apologized: "Sorry master, I'm talking about the bald donkey of Landa Temple." "

On the high platform, Meng Yuan was sitting at the moment, and Kong Luo walked up to him and said, "You have lost." "

Meng Yuan shook his head with a smile.

"Hmph, this world is about strength after all, what can you do even if you expose me now, I can slap you to death when arguing."

"If you practice, where you can't, Bodhi is enlightened, and there is no difference."

Meng Yuan opened his mouth and said to him, and as soon as the words fell, he saw a burst of golden light suddenly burst out from his body, and the terrifying air Luo took seven steps back.

"Jindan Realm!"

(End of chapter)