Gou is passive in high martial arts

Chapter 201 Don’t hear, don’t see, don’t speak
It is not easy to empty your mind in an instant, so Chen Kuang chose to directly use "Tushita Descends to the Sky" to enter a meditative state.

After calming down, Chen Kuang looked at the flying blood mist that quickly disappeared into the dust, and his face darkened.

Just now, he saw a red eye in the crack on the barbarian's head.

The eyes were like hallucinations, but Chen Kuang really felt the creepiness of being watched.

And just now, when he silently recited the name in a strange language in his heart, he also had this creepy feeling.

There is absolutely no way this is an illusion.

Because at that moment, Chen Kuang's "whim" reaction was so great that it even made Chen Kuang feel almost dizzy.

It is as good as facing Wang Shu Tianshang one finger at a time!
But when Chen Kuang relaxed his mind, he passively stopped warning immediately on a whim.

In other words...if Chen Kuang had just chosen to continue to recite this name silently in his heart, he might have encountered the same danger as facing the saint.

What exactly does this name represent? !

Chen Kuang frowned and looked at the other two barbarians.

Xiuzhu and Duguan have already subdued the two barbarians respectively - the first of the four major precepts of the Pure Land is not to kill anyone. As orthodox Pure Land monks, they will naturally not violate the precepts at their own doorstep.

But...this is probably the reason why these three barbarians dared to take action at the gate of the Pure Land.

They are accustomed to the intrigues and bloodshed among various sects and countries. The great monks of Pure Land abide by the rules and regulations, which indeed seems a little weak and can be bullied.

If you are devoted to the Tao, joining such a sect should be the most suitable choice.

Of course, it would have been better if Xiuzhu hadn't suddenly exposed his strange "second personality" before...

Du Guan made a "卍" palm seal, sealing the leader of the Western Region barbarians in place, clasped his hands together, turned to Chen Kuang and said:
"The poor monk will hand this barbarian to the great Zen master. You come with me."

"Xiuzhu, you come too."

Chen Kuang nodded, and then followed Duguan with Xiuzhu into the huge pure land behind the small temple.

The three of them flew over the entire Pure Land. Chen Kuang looked down and saw that there were indeed temples of various sizes everywhere.

Only some ordinary houses can be seen on the outermost periphery, but within a few steps you can also see pagodas and sutra pillars, on which fruits, flowers and incense are enshrined.

And the pedestrians on the road, whether they are residents or monks, all smile, their faces are full of red light, and their eyes have a gentle light.

It does seem to be a true pure land where everyone worships Buddha.

Soon, the three of them arrived in front of the huge temple in the center.

Chen Kuang couldn't help but raise his head. The main entrance of Jialan Temple in front of him was dozens of feet high, comparable to the more than ten-story high-rise buildings in his previous life.

Looking further ahead, the incense burner and tripod directly in front are as big as a house, not to mention the main hall that can't be seen at all, almost straight into the sky.

No sect or even the gate of the palace I had seen before was so grand.

He had some doubts in his heart.

Although the Pure Land does not advocate frugality, and even the annual incense money is enough to fill several Jialan temples, it is not so extravagant...

Duguan seemed to be aware of his doubts and explained: "In ancient times, Jialan Temple had been established. At that time, among the disciples under the Buddha's throne, there were Vajra and strong men, who were dozens of feet tall. When they moved, they almost shook the earth. Ordinary temples cannot accommodate it.”

"The Buddha has a kind heart and believes that all things are equal. When he asked craftsmen to build the Jialan Temple, he must take care of it. Therefore, the facade was built larger."

Chen Kuang nodded, thoughtfully:
"It seems to have some impression."

Naturally, it was impossible for him to have any impression.

But you can't let people see the flaws as soon as you come in...

Du Guan nodded in understanding:
"If Su Hui's method is performed in a hurry, memory will be lost. It is normal not to remember these details."

Xiuzhu echoed from the side: "It is true." He touched his bald head and smiled: "However, if I don't remember anything like me, I really don't think there is anyone else."

Chen Kuang smiled and said nothing.

It is precisely because of the example of Xiuzhu that he will not hide it much. Otherwise, he will be more cautious and never reveal any flaws.

Du Guan led them for a long time until they arrived at the Zen room behind the Main Hall.

It is true that only the front of Jialan Temple is bigger, and the rear is not so grand, and even very simple.

Du Guan stopped at the door of the room and clasped his hands together:
"The three great Zen masters have been brought here. I will interrogate these two Westerners first."

After he finished speaking, he pushed the door open a little, motioned for the two of them to go in, and hurriedly left with the two barbarians.

Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Interrogation?"

Xiuzhu whispered:
"Uncle Duguan's mental telepathy has been cultivated to the extreme. As long as he wants to, he can not only know what the other person is thinking, but also forcibly change the other person's spiritual thinking."

"Even if he doesn't usually activate it, he can still vaguely detect some of the other party's thoughts."

Chen Kuang was shocked. In other words, this ability is mind reading plus brainwashing!
No wonder he can be the gatekeeper of the Pure Land... He can tell whether it is good or evil just by looking at it!
No wonder he emphasized that the Pure Land welcomes "hospitality" before. He must have judged that Chen Kuang did not have any malicious intentions.

It's no wonder that Chen Kuang obviously has a passive "stable aura" and will not show his emotions easily, but he still immediately caught the trace of doubt.

Du Guan stretched out his hand at the door, probably to activate his ability to communicate with others.

Fortunately, Chen Kuang made a mistake before and took out the relic first...otherwise, the lie might have been exposed immediately.

Chen Kuang took a breath in his heart, he really shouldn't underestimate the world.

But it’s not like he was very scared.

Among the many passives obtained by pushing the long river of time, there is also a passive that can prevent others from prying into one's mind and thoughts.

[Solid as a rock: Your will is firm and unshakable, and it is difficult for others to influence or spy on your thinking. 】

This passive is enough to make Chen Kuang immune to most spiritual attacks and methods that affect the mind.

But although he was not afraid, Du Guan was not an enemy, so he had to give a justifiable reason, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why he refused to let go of the mental barrier.

If it doesn't make sense, just send it directly.

Next, when facing the great Zen master, you must be even more careful!
"crunch..."

Chen Kuang and Xiuzhu pushed open the door and entered.

The Zen room is clean and tidy, with the faint smell of sandalwood lingering on the tip of the nose. Eight paintings are hung on the walls. If you look carefully, you can see that they are the Buddha's enlightenment experience represented by the "Eight Appearances".

There are three futons on the ground in front, and three old monks are meditating.

Chen Kuang's pupils suddenly tightened.

Those three old monks.

One had no ears, and there were only two bloody holes on both sides of the head. A squirming brain could be vaguely seen in the rotting flesh. The gray brains were mixed with black blood and were falling to the ground in puddles.

There were two holes with no eyes and dark eyes on the face. There were countless small pale arms in the middle. They stretched out their hands and scratched around the eye sockets, as if they were about to crawl out.

There is no mouth, and the skin where the mouth should be is flat and flat, with nothing on it, and it looks the most kind and kind.

It is the three great Zen masters of Pure Land——

Not heard, not seen, not spoken!

The hairs all over Chen Kuang's body almost stood up in an instant. He turned his head suddenly and saw that weird smile on Xiuzhu's face for a moment again.

(End of this chapter)