Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 21: Classmate, please sit down and let me torture you.
Lu Feng knew all sixteen monks. These sixteen Buddhist monks were all the best in each class. Which temple they came from and what their names were. After studying for several years, Lu Feng kept them all in mind. , from Lu Feng's point of view, each of these sixteen people is someone who can stand out from the class.

They stand out and there's nothing wrong with them.

The question is why those six people were malicious to him.

Lu Feng also knew the six people who had ill intentions towards him. These people had nothing to do with him and they did not play together. However, they did not form a small group to deal with Lu Feng - Lu Feng did not see him on weekdays. These people just study hard, and because they are poor, they are not gregarious.

Therefore, they should have no reason to be malicious towards Lu Feng, unless it is because of jealousy, but jealous malice and pure malice are not the same kind of malice.

So this is the situation at hand.

There is only one possibility.

Lu Feng lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

Unless someone is behind their back and offers them a price they can't refuse.

The price may be a promise, or it may simply be a death threat, or it may be a threat to their parents.

The lives of these sutra-study monks are not worth mentioning among the great monks in front of them.

For those people outside the temple, except for the chieftains and nobles, everyone under the leader, there is no difference between herdsmen and slaves to the great monks, they are all things that can be crushed to death at will.

Like a wisp of dust on a rocky mountain.

Open your mouth and blow it all away in one breath.

Lu Feng closed his eyes. The sixteen people should have been divided into eight groups, or someone might have stood up and tortured the remaining fifteen people. However, it seemed that this was not the case.

They chose to "catch and fight".

The attendant monk representing the presiding venerable was already holding a dharma chime and sitting on the lotus throne. The three masters sitting on the throne all saluted to the attendant monk and asked if they could start the final round of debate. The attendant monk was not allowed to speak. He just struck the dharma chime to indicate that it was okay. Master Zhiyun said in his loud voice: "The debate begins."

Lu Feng is a bye player in the first round, which is determined by where he sits.

The place where he sat was a special seat in itself.

There is no written statement that this seat is a bye, but if there is a bye, it must be the monk sitting in this seat.

It has always been so.

These sixteen people were divided into eight groups and debated scriptures here. They chose to sit opposite each other and the atmosphere was friendly.

The sound is not loud either.

Elder Mingfa watched all this indifferently. He stopped praying at this moment and just watched everything silently. Although Lu Feng did not look back, his ears absorbed the sound of the scripture debate behind him. .

Listen carefully to what they say.

At the beginning, the topics they debated were all very basic and normal. There was even a big debate topic like "What is 'empty'?". According to Lu Feng's understanding of them in the past ten years, their actions were extremely consistent with their knowledge and knowledge. Characters, and even many monks have the same old starting hack.

If he were at this level, he would be able to debate scriptures with these people before he was "enlightened", let alone after he was "enlightened".

But things must not be that simple, because Lu Feng discovered that the six Buddhist monks who had ill intentions towards him had never sat together.

One-on-one, eight pairs of people, they all unanimously chose to debate the scriptures, a monk who had no ill intentions towards them. It seemed that they did not want to cause internal friction among themselves before dealing with themselves.

If this is a coincidence.

Lu Feng couldn't believe it.

It's just that he is well versed in the principle that when soldiers come to block the water, the earth will cover it up, so he is waiting, he is waiting for things to begin, and by the time things begin, the debate is almost halfway through.

There were already some sutra-study monks who were speechless after being refuted by the sutra-study monks across from them. They had no choice but to shut up and let them laugh at them. The four senior monks did not stop them because this was common. Just like every day, a Buddhist monk would be hanged outside the Debate Academy.

Punishment for fools.

But in such a "harmonious" debate scene, Lu Feng suddenly felt an extremely strange aura appear. When this aura appeared, in the midst of the debate, a failed monk suddenly said: With a shout, he stood up from the ground and slammed into the big tree next to him.

Blood splattered.

He hit himself to death in one fell swoop.

I saw this scene of blood splattering.

For a moment, several big monks who were reciting the mantra stopped. Not only the big monks, but also the people who were debating scriptures next to them did not react until the red and white splashed on their faces and mouths. react to.Wait until he reacts.

A great terror was like a devil's claw, grabbing his heart and crushing it!

He couldn't help but let out a scream.

Then his heart literally exploded.

The innocent sutra-study monk fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and it seemed that he could no longer die.

"The power of the protector."

When Zhiyun saw this, he didn't know what was happening here.

But even if he knew it, he couldn't stop it, because he knew that if Elder Mingfa dared to do this, he must have the support to do so.

Because the biggest judicial monk here, Elder Mingzhi, is here. If he doesn’t think carefully, then Elder Mingzhi will stop it all without anyone taking action. Zhiyun boldly glanced at Elder Mingzhi and found that Elder Mingzhi said something He didn't say anything, so he stopped talking.

The attendant monk presiding over the venerable master did not hit the dharma chime and stop the debate, but allowed such things to happen in the courtyard.

Lu Feng raised his head slightly. With the deaths of these people, a layer of misty darkness seemed to have enveloped the backyard, like an impenetrable curtain. Lu Feng looked up and found the death here. , due to some special reasons, there is materialized terror.

It was as terrifying as a piece of skin.

Haunted here.

It turned into a huge pressure and suppressed Lu Feng.

He slapped Lu Feng and covered his face.

Lu Feng suddenly realized what kind of danger he was going to face.

The remaining Buddhist monks who had no ill feelings toward him almost wet their pants with fear, and were on the verge of death due to fear.

If they die, then their death will turn into the food for fear here, and the fear here will become stronger and turn into greater pressure.

Therefore, this fear can no longer be allowed to grow like this.

Lu Feng's heart became clear. He stood up at this moment. He stood up, recited the mantra, turned around, and rolled out the six-character Great Ming Mantra from his Dantian.

Inexplicably, perhaps because of the mantra, he felt a power of compassion in his heart, but he felt "unable to see" it. At this moment, he somewhat understood what compassion was.

Because I understand, my voice is particularly loud.

He felt that the bright spot in his navel chakra suddenly exploded.

With a "boom", boundless brilliance bloomed.

He felt that the spell he was shouting this time was not shouted from his throat, but rolled out from his Dantian and his Dharma veins.

It rolled smoothly into his throat, and Lu Feng even had the illusion that his spell this time did not come from his own throat.

It came directly from his own Dharma veins!
So what he spit out this time was the six-character Great Ming Mantra in one breath without any pause.

"Om, Mani Pai Mi Hum."

This statement came out.

The momentum of the entire backyard suddenly became clear!

There was no strong wind, no light, no vision of any kind.But a breath of air appeared here and wiped out the death here.

The Buddhist monks who were debating the scriptures suddenly stopped.

The dying monk also got a rare moment of respite. Lu Feng ignored them and walked forward. He clasped his hands together, enshrined his Kabala rosary in his hands, stretched out his hands in front of him, and signaled He made offerings to all the monks, and then said: "Ganye Temple, Sutra-study monk, Zhasa, respectfully invites all my classmates to teach me."

After he finished speaking, he walked up to the monk who was nearest to him and was malicious towards him, and said: "Classmate, please sit down, I will torture you!"

He stared at this person and said, "What is the view of emptiness and reality?"

(End of this chapter)