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Chapter 251 The bet with Shibi, the real battle between Buddhism and Demon Sect (two-in-one)

[The reincarnator Yao Yue has gone out to fight on behalf of the Demon Sect and defeated Shi Feixuan, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai. The Demon Sect has become the winner of the bet. 】

[The first judgment of the main task has been completed. The reincarnator has gained 2000 points of reincarnation experience. The reincarnator is currently lv22 (2000/3000).]

"Fairy Master shouldn't be able to wake up for a while. We might as well discuss it with the masters."

Lin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he stood up and left the table. The reality and reality were intertwined, and he had already arrived at Yao Yue's side.

The biggest purpose of completing the bet with Buddhism is of course to complete this main mission...

Now that the task of determining the reincarnation space has been completed, half of Lin Xuan's plan to come here this time has been completed.

As for whether Buddhism would cheat, Lin Xuan actually didn't care too much.

If he really had a tough mouth, he would have an excuse to attack Buddhism directly.

Now we are competing to become the emperor of the world.

Yao Yue has already silently regarded him as a feather in her heart.

"Amitabha! The poor monks who passed by just now saw it in their eyes. It's a big help to some senior brothers."

"Return this sword to you."

Anyway, her cultivation level was achieved with the help of the Evil Emperor's relics, and was not achieved through serious training.

At this point, there is only life and death in terms of victory and defeat, and it is boring to mention cheating.

Master Jiaxiang frowned when he heard this, and could only explain: "It is precisely because of this that we have the courage to host this competition on behalf of Senior Brother Kong."

As a result, Yao Yue was also sweating profusely, wondering if she should kneel down and worship...

Yao Yue glanced at the fainting Shi Feixuan and snorted: "Didn't the abbot of Jing Nian Zen Sect call him Kong? Did he pass away? Why haven't you come out yet?"

"He is Zen Master Kong, the abbot of Jing Nian Zen Sect?"

Yao Yue rubbed Lin Xuan with her shoulder and handed over the golden sword in her hand, with a confused look on her face: "I don't dare to use this sword anymore..."

A tall and handsome young monk walked leisurely out of the Bronze Hall and stood at the top of the white stone steps leading up to the hall: "This poor monk has seen the heroes of the world."

"Since you monks can't make the decision, let those who can speak out speak out."

It should be considered as fulfilling Guangchengzi's last wish.

Since Guangchengzi has demonstrated that the Vajra is shattered.

"All things have spirits, and there is no need to force things in this world."

Although she is arrogant and scornful, she is not a bitch after all.

Facing an ancient god like Nuwa, Yao Yue's mood may not be any more relaxed than that of Shi Fei Xuan.

Lin Xuan estimated that it was probably to express Nuwa's identity as the god of music and marriage.

But when it comes to Nuwa, her character is definitely very high.

"Senior Brother Liao Kong has been practicing the silent chant for more than thirty years and has never spoken to others."

She was the one who thrust out the sword just now, so naturally she also saw Nuwa's figure.

There are indeed some shortcomings.

Two heavy copper doors, one foot high, opened slowly as if there was no wind.

Lin Xuan reached out to take the golden sword and found that a lifelike pattern was also revealed on the back of the original pattern of the Nest King.

A little bit abstract.

Let Yao Yue secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

When it comes to the mythological system, Nuwa is also the boss among the bosses.

But on such important occasions, the host, Ling Kong, never came out to see the guests.

Fortunately, Nuwa's figure suddenly appeared...

If he could really communicate with Emperor Wa's true form in the future, and Nuwa would not take action against him...

In the prehistoric literature, Nuwa even became a saint, one level higher than Xuanyuan Huangdi.

In the scroll, Nuwa is holding several stones in her left hand and slashing at a huge turtle with a sword in her right hand.

I will find an excuse later to take this little nun back and train her properly.

At this moment, the Tongdian sounded softly.

Although Yao Yue spoke rudely.

The value of this sword is simply unimaginable.

After all, this little nun has really good qualifications, and Yao Yue also recognizes her.

Currently, Lin Xuan doesn't know in what order the Human Emperors on this sword appear.

In front of so many outsiders, you still need to pay attention to your identity in every word and deed.

Melting colorful stones to mend the sky, cutting off a turtle to stand up the four poles!
At the bottom of the scroll, more than a hundred young men and women danced an extremely ancient sacrificial dance while holding instruments such as sheng, zither, and xun.

Although Shi Feixuan used the magic seed, Yao Yue actually didn't care too much.

"Isn't he already hundreds of years old? Why is he so young?"

"It can't be fake. It can only be that this person has practiced martial arts to the point where he has returned to his original nature."

As the leader of Jing Nian Zen sect, Master Liao Kong has a status higher than that of the four great holy monks, enough to compete with Fan Qinghui.

However, the Jing Nian Zen Sect is a typical example of making a fortune in silence, and its actions are much more low-key than Jing Zhai.

Zen Master Liao Kong has practiced closed-mouthed Zen for decades, and he never shows his face.

Most of the martial arts masters present saw this master of Jing Nian Zen Sect for the first time.

Unexpectedly, this person was not a sad old monk, but a young and handsome monk who looked to be only in his thirties.

"Amitabha!"

The four Dharma Protectors in front of the Copper Palace sighed and stood up at the same time, standing behind Kong.

The sound of footsteps continued, and five hundred monks in gray slowly walked out from behind the copper hall.

Everyone holds a stick in their right hand and a Buddhist bead in their left hand. They look at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses, with solemn expressions.

The monks, led by the Four Great Vajras, put their hands together in salute to everyone.

Although there were many monks, they could not hear any sound, as if they lacked even the sound of breathing.

It gives people a heavy and sad feeling, which is extremely depressing.

"I have heard that Master Kong has practiced the magical technique of closed-mouth meditation for decades. He is one of the top Buddhist masters in the world."

Lin Xuan looked at Kong and said with a smile: "When I saw him today, I didn't expect that the master actually practiced closed-mouth meditation to the point where he can speak. It is really unprecedented."

"Amitabha!"

More than a thousand gray-robed monks and soldiers showed signs of grief and anger at the same time, shouting the name of Buddha.

Apparently more than a thousand people spoke at the same time, but everyone only heard one voice.

It was obvious that these monks and soldiers cooperated extremely well, almost to the point of understanding each other.

"The Holy Lord is joking. Is there any way in this world that you can talk silently?"

Liao Kong showed no anger, and his face remained calm: "Now that the poor monk has opened his mouth to speak, the silent meditation he has practiced for decades will naturally be broken."

"In this way, this magical skill is a bit too harsh."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Since the master has been holding back for decades, please feel free to say anything you want to say."

It is different from Cihang Jingzhai who sells dog meat on a sheep's head.

Heavenly Monk, the founder of Jing Nian Zen Sect, was quite sincere.

The magical skill of closed-mouthed meditation created by others should indeed be regarded as a characteristic martial arts of Buddhism.

However, let alone whether this martial art is powerful or not...

If the power is broken once you speak, the price-performance ratio is really shockingly low.

When a child's power is broken, it's a failure. After all, it feels good when he fails...

"The original meaning of closed-mouth meditation is to reduce verbal karma. It is not only a way to cultivate the mouth, but also to cultivate the mind."

Liao Kong said calmly: "Although the poor monk is now opening his mouth to break the kung fu, in the past thirty years, he has clearly understood his mind and nature, and what he has gained has already far exceeded the poor monk's expectations."

"Then master, there is no need to cultivate the mind now?"

"The poor monk just saw the sword worn by the sage, and he had thoughts of killing in his heart. Among the ten precepts of Buddhism, killing is the first."

Liao Kong clasped his hands together and said, "Since the poor monk's Zen mind has been broken, even if he keeps silent, he is just deceiving himself and others."

"The great monk had murderous thoughts in his heart, so he thought he had committed a murder prohibition. He was very conceited."

"But you, the great monk, speak frankly. You are still much better than those eminent monks who don't mean what they say and are hypocritical."

Lin Xuan said with a half-smile but not a smile: "It's funny to say that the saint of our sect is fighting against Master Jingzhai's concubine Xuan, but the senior monks haven't discussed the outcome yet."

"Amitabha!"

The four holy monks and the mantra master looked at each other, clasped their hands together, and shouted the name of the Buddha.

Lin Xuan feels that this sentence is quite omnipotent...

"This matter is of great importance, so it is inconvenient for several senior brothers to speak out. Please ask the Holy Lord not to blame."

"According to what the poor monk has seen, Master Cihang Jingzhai's Fairy just missed her move and was defeated by the Saint of Yaoyue."

Liao Kong said calmly: "According to the agreement in the past, my Buddhist disciples and others will seal the mountain for twenty years starting from tomorrow, and none of our descendants will enter the world."

"The word 'reluctant to lose' is quite cleverly used."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Since the great monk said so, there is probably more to follow."

"Amitabha! The poor monk said that he has thoughts of killing in his heart, and this is what happened."

Kongkong's eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were like sharp knives: "Today all the masters of the Holy Lord and the Demon Sect are gathered here. The poor monk, the Master of Mantra and the four great holy monks are also here. You and I might as well have another bet and fight."

"Since the great monk just admitted defeat, shouldn't he withdraw from the world and proclaim himself a sect?"

Lin Xuan smiled half-heartedly and said, "I don't know where the great monk got the shame to make this bet with me?"

"I, a Buddhist disciple, will only close the mountain and retreat from tomorrow. Why am I not part of the bet today?"

Liao Kong shouted sharply: "When we, Buddhist disciples, encounter people like you who are in the demonic path, we try to subjugate and eliminate demons. What's wrong with that?"

"What the great monk said seems to make sense."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly and looked at Zhu Yuyan: "Queen Yin, is Master Liaokong right?"

"...According to the bet, it does start from tomorrow."

Zhu Yuyan thought about it and said bitterly: "These monks and nuns have always been shameless. I am afraid they have thought of such a situation and planned to fight to the death."

"It's because I neglected to think about it that I let others take advantage of it."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves: "No one else is to blame for this, let's learn from this in the future."

"I will obey you!"

Zhu Yuyan took a step back and glanced at the group of Buddhist disciples with a chilling aura.

"Since the great monk said that he wants to have a gambling fight with me..."

Lin Xuan looked at the Bronze Palace not far away and said with a smile: "How does the great monk plan to gamble?"

"Since I, the Buddhist monk, have done something with you, others can step in if they want to help."

Liao Kong took out a pure white jade seal from his sleeve and said, "This object is He's Bi. If the Holy Lord kills the poor monk and takes this object, the Demon Sect will be victorious, and the rest will be left alone." Disposed by the Holy Lord."

The seal is engraved with the pattern of five dragons intersecting with each other. The craftsmanship is exquisite, but there is a corner missing and gold is added.

At the bottom of the jade seal, eight ancient bird and insect seal characters are engraved: "If you are ordered by heaven, you will live forever."

"..."

The crowd of onlookers started making noises and looking excited.

More than ten people stood up immediately, eager to try.

But the huge power of Buddhism and the unfathomable cultivation of the Holy Lord of Demon Sect...

Everyone calmed down again.

No matter how good the He's Bi is, you still have to have a life to get it.

"Just follow what my senior brother said."

The four holy monks nodded at the same time with calm expressions.

"Monk Liao Kong, no one has ever seen this jade. Who knows whether it is true or false."

An Long's eyes flashed strangely, he took a few steps forward, looked at it for a while, and then shook his head.

"Of course it's true. Let's see, Sect Master An."

Liao Kong snorted coldly, activated his internal energy and injected it into the jade seal.

The jade seal immediately became bright and shining, with colorful light overflowing.

It gives people an indescribable weird feeling.

It was like this thing suddenly came to life.

The extremely weird spiritual power shot towards Anlong like an arrow.

"This……"

Strange and unfamiliar scenes appeared in Anlong's mind, and cold sweat kept dripping from his fat face.

In an instant, Anlong was so irritated that he almost screamed like crazy, trapped in a nightmare that he couldn't extricate himself from.

"The great monk's profound cultivation is somewhat beyond my expectation."

Lin Xuan nodded, flicked his sleeves, and pushed Anlong a few meters away: "Please, great monk."

Considering that his talent of "Being invincible" is passively triggered, he can be directly immune to He Shibi's mental power.

The atmosphere was here, so Lin Xuan took the opportunity to test Anlong.

According to the original description, this thing is indeed real. Speaking of which, the origin of Heshibi is quite legendary.

Legend has it that Bian He, a native of Chu, found a piece of rough jade while cutting firewood in Jingshan Mountain, so he presented the treasure to King Li of Chu.

King Li asked someone to identify it and concluded that it was just an ordinary stone.

King Li was furious and ordered Bian He's left foot to be chopped off.

Later, King Li died and King Wu of Chu ascended the throne. Bian He went to present the treasure with his crutches and jade.

King Wu once again asked someone to identify it, and still came to the same conclusion.

King Wu was not a vegetarian, so he cut off Bian He's right foot.

When King Wen of Chu came to the throne, Bian He had no legs and had to crawl to offer the treasure.

King Chu Wen was more pragmatic and asked people to open the stone directly.

Then I got He's Bi...

Bian He also proved his ability and received a large reward.

So, this is the story of a senior licking dog and three generations of Chu kings.

But it also shows that He's Bi itself is not normal.

Although, gambling on jade is indeed risky.

But a palace jade master of this level should have some skills, and he would not admit his mistake twice, thinking that this thing is not jade at all.

According to the current special effects of He's Bi, it can also be confirmed that cutting off Bian He's leg was really not unfair...

Lin Xuan felt that this thing should be a mysterious substance similar to jade.

It will produce a kind of inexplicable cosmic radiation, causing special attacks on internal power masters.

In this regard, it is somewhat similar to the Evil Emperor's relic.

The difference is that the Evil Emperor's relics are caused by man-made infusion of essence, while the He's Bi is natural.

The Jing Nian Zen Sect forges a copper house to block radiation, which seems... quite understandable.

Theoretically, in the periodic table of elements, the higher the density, the greater the atomic weight, and the better the radiation protection effect.

As for the methods of transforming meridians, wait until you get it and then study it slowly.

"My Buddha is compassionate, but I also have the anger of Vajra!"

Master Mantra formed a mysterious dharma seal with his hands and sighed: "I won't be able to keep my hands for a while, so all you heroes, please think twice."

"King Kong subdues demons!"

The four Dharma Protector Vajras, who are not angry, delusional, greedy and fearless, roar in unison and perform the Vajra Zen Skill at the same time.

In an instant, the four of them changed from skinny old monks to muscular giants in their early thirties.

Just like the demon-subduing King Kong enshrined in the temple, it is as powerful as any other.

"Thank you, Master Mantra, for informing me!"

"Go! Back away quickly!"

Facts show that experts still listen to advice.

Wang Bo, Dou Jiande, Xu Kaishan and other dozens of masters immediately flew into the air and turned into afterimages, landing on the top of the mountain near Jingnian Temple, watching the battle in the square from a distance.

Seeing Wang Bo and others leaving, many people felt that the situation was not right and left accordingly.

After a while, less than 30% of the originally packed audience remained.

Except for a few masters who hold the belief that "hearing the Tao in the morning, dying at night is worth the price of admission", most of the rest are just gang leaders who feel good about themselves.

Master Mantra doesn't bother to say more about this kind of ignorant charlatan.

Good words are hard to persuade a ghost who is about to die.

"You have consumed a lot just now, so don't get involved in the battle between heaven and man later."

Lin Xuan glanced at Yao Yue: "You can also look after Master Fei Xuan."

Shi Feixuan must be taken away.

But doing this kind of thing by yourself seems a bit pricey...

Maybe he would be misunderstood, and he felt that he couldn't wait to capture this girl and go back to being a star rage force.

The reputation was seriously damaged.

But if everyone fights to the death with Buddhism...

It would be a matter of course to pack up Heshibi and this little nun as trophies.

"it is good!"

Yao Yuexin understood, and with a flick of the devil's ribbon, she rolled up the unconscious Shifei Xuan and tied her tightly behind her.

"..."

The four holy monks hesitated for a moment and decided to pretend they didn't see it.

Now it can be said that it is a life and death battle for Buddhism, and they are not sure of victory.

The pressure is even greater when he has to take care of a little girl who has no ability to protect herself.

Besides, carrying a little girl behind your back and fighting with others is a bit unflattering...

But regardless of what Shi Feixuan said, if she really wanted to take action soon, the aftermath alone would be enough to break her into pieces.

The current situation is acceptable to all four of them.

The worst that can happen is that after winning, we can rescue Shi Fei Xuan.

"The Buddha is enlightened and understands all the dharma of the three worlds. He has mercy on all living beings, has great compassion, and teaches all living beings the way to practice..."

The temple bell rang, and bursts of Buddhist chants and chants resounded throughout the Zen courtyard.

Endless compassion spreads for miles around.

“Be the master wherever you are and be true wherever you stand!”

Zen Master Liaokong held the Heshi Bi in his left hand, put his right hand together and shouted.

In an instant, he had transformed his lifelong cultivation into vast spiritual fluctuations, directly igniting the magnificent Buddhist formation.

Between the heaven and the earth, the violent wind surged, turning into the shadow of the five hundred Arhats' Dharma, and responding to the five hundred monk soldiers one by one.

It was as if the five hundred Arhat statues in various shapes and shapes around the White Stone Square, all of which were identical, had actually manifested themselves into the Arhat's true form, surrounding the Demon Gate at its core.

Some are holding flowers, smiling, and praising with joy, some are reciting Buddhist sutras, singing Zen, or are performing the role of Vajra to subdue demons and stare angrily.

"Brother! I'm guilty, wuwu, I've done a lot of wrong things."

"This Arhat Formation is a bit evil, just don't think about it."

"...Wuwu, but I do regret it in my heart. I killed many people."

"Who here has never killed someone? People in the world cannot help themselves. If we brothers don't kill people, we won't be able to survive."

"Ugh, I still regret it. The thing I regret the most is stealing my sister-in-law."

"It's okay..., huh? What did you say?"

"Ugh, I feel so ashamed. The two sons and one daughter born by my sister-in-law are all mine. But brother, you are still kept in the dark and you are so kind to my child."

"Fuck you, mother-in-law! I'm going to destroy my family today!"

In an instant, those weak-minded people in the audience were affected by the Buddha's will and cried bitterly on the spot.

Kneeling on the ground, he confessed his past sins and promised to convert to Buddhism.

It even caused several ethical farces...

The girls Shi Qingxuan and Bai Qing'er, who had never seen the world, were greatly shocked.

"The great monk's He's jade is quite unique."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, appeared in front of Kong, and struck down with a palm.

"Pro!"

In the intertwining of reality and reality, the figure of the mantra master appeared in front of Lin Xuan and blocked Lin Xuan's palm with his immovable root seal.

"Sage, please."

Liao Kong hesitated for a moment, stuffed the Heshi Jade into the monk's sleeve, and flicked it out with one palm.

The real power of He's Bi is not its spiritual power.

Instead, it was inherited from Qin Shihuang’s Emperor Dragon Qi.

Although he had previously mobilized dragon energy to help Shi Fei Xuan, something unexpected happened, causing the other party's demon seed to be shattered and he was seriously injured.

But Liao Kong felt that this was just a problem of Shi Fei Xuan, not that He's Bi was incompetent.

In other words, no matter how strong the cultivation of the peerless demon king in front of him is, he cannot possibly compete with the majesty of Emperor Qianqiu.

But dragon energy is too precious and cannot be replenished at all.

Liao Kong planned to wait until the critical moment before using He's Bi to deliver a killing blow.

***
"Among the four monks of Su Wen Buddhism, Master Jiaxiang of Sanlunzong's Kuzen Mysterious Technique is the best, followed by the Dzogchen Staff Technique of Venerable Emperor Xin."

"Master Daoxin's Bodhidharma Hand and Master Wisdom's Heart Buddha Palm are second best."

Zhu Yuyan looked at the four great holy monks and snorted coldly: "Today I will see if the four masters are worthy of their names."

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that Donor Song is here too."

The four monks were silent for a moment, and they looked thin and black. Then Master Jiaxiang, who was the most powerful master of the contemporary practice in the Kung Zen Mysterious Kung Fu, clasped his hands and said, "I dare to teach you."

"Ok?"

Zhu Yuyan was slightly startled and turned back.

"There are a lot of trivial matters in the army. After the arrangements were made, it took a little time."

"Fortunately, it came at the right time."

The figure flashed, and Song Que, carrying a long sword on his back, appeared in front of Master Jiaxiang with a cool and calm figure: "Master Jiaxiang alone is no match for Song, so Master Wisdom should also take action."

"Alright."

The Master of Wisdom nodded and took a step forward.

"...In this case, please ask the Emperor's Heart for advice."

Zhu Yuyan was silent for a moment and stepped aside.

Although she is arrogant and arrogant, she also knows that she is still far behind the Song family leader.

“There is a new moon and a full night, and there is a time when people’s hearts are not full.”

Emperor Xin Zun of the Huayan Sect was tall and powerful, but his temperament was graceful and graceful: "Stone Donor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find a shore."

Zhu Yuyan: "?"

"The Holy Lord said that since the Buddha cannot cross over to heaven, it is not a bad idea for me, a demon, to cross over to the common people."

The breeze blew by, and Shi Zhixuan walked between reality and reality, as if he appeared out of thin air: "Master Daoxin, please also invite me."

"I haven't seen him for twenty years. I never expected that Shi Donor has also entered the realm of perfection."

The next moment, strong winds surged between heaven and earth, turning into countless stick shadows, covering the sky and the sun.

The "Great Perfection Staff Technique" of Venerable Emperor Xin emphasizes the realm of freedom and perfection.

Coming from nothing, going to nowhere.

Now he is in the Arhat Formation. Under the influence of Buddha's power, the power of the Dzogchen Staff is even more powerful than usual.

"Heaven and earth have not yet reached perfection. How can a mere Buddhist cultivator dare to be arrogant?"

Shi Zhixuan shook his head and simply struck out with a palm.

The shadow of the palm changed, and the power of one palm turned into nine completely different palm prints, which struck towards the Venerable Emperor Xin and Sima Daoxin.

Every palm print exudes a charm that is neither true nor false, neither life nor death!
In an instant, the place where the three people met was filled with fierce and unparalleled energy, carrying the power of landslides and tsunamis, which made people terrified.

"..."

Zhu Yuyan stared blankly at the earth-shattering confrontation in front of her, with a hint of shame and anger on her face.

"Li Jing of Tiance Mansion, please give me some advice from Queen Yin."

Li Jing looked around, sighed, and landed lightly from the stands, pointing his spear at Zhu Yuyan.

"Hmph! Good time!"

***
"The Demon Sect's elite are all out. Although they have the upper hand, they can't win for a while."

"Although the Medicine Master cannot defeat the Yin Queen, he will not be defeated either."

"That Moon Saint consumes a lot of energy. If I take advantage of others' danger, I should be able to draw a tie with her."

Hongfu Nu's eyes flickered: "In the current situation, if the elder brother takes action, the Demon Sect will be completely defeated."

"The magic door is not as simple as you think."

The bearded man shook his head slightly, with a solemn look on his face: "Besides, I can't be distracted right now."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because I'm here."

A soft and deep man's voice sounded behind Hong Fu.

Hong Fu Nu looked back in shock and found a man in black robe standing behind her.

The man has a handsome appearance, with sharp features and a sculpture-like texture.

Slender eyes, with a faint smile.

But his temperament gives people an extremely contradictory feeling, which is difficult to describe.

They are like those young men with bright clothes and angry horses, who are not afraid of tigers as newborn calves; and they are like old people who are full of life and have seen all the vicissitudes of life.

(End of this chapter)