Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

Lord Buddha sent his personal disciples to battle, so he naturally paid attention to them, but judging from the sleepy Zen master's forgetful reaction, Lord Buddha is probably dissatisfied with their performance.

So I want Master Liao Wang to come over and teach them a lesson.

"Amitabha, the old monk consciously pursues the Lord Buddha with all his heart. He is meticulous and never dares to slack off in his practice. Today, I forgot why the Master made things difficult for us. Is it really the Lord Buddha who is dissatisfied with us?"

An eminent monk from Lingyin Temple said in a deep voice.

"That's right, my Buddha is the intention in my heart. All I need is for my Buddha to raise his arms and call out. Thousands of Buddhist monks are willing to send out Hongyuan immediately and swear to follow my Buddha to the death!"

The rest of the monks also said one after another that the appearance of forgetfulness made their hearts tugged. It is enough for a true disciple of the Buddha to come here to explain the problem. The other party will not really come here to learn the Dharma. It represents the Lord Buddha, and the purpose of coming to the altar to debate the Buddha is 100% to convey the meaning of the Lord Buddha.

At the moment, it's just playing charades.

"Amitabha, I don't have that intention. I just said it just now. I just want to listen to the Dharma of the masters. There is no other meaning. Please don't be offended!"

"If you are dissatisfied with the little monk's heart, you can come up and teach the little monk how to be a human being. The little monk has not yet fully comprehended the principles of how to behave in the world!"

Monk Liao Wang looked dull, looked at the audience with empty eyes and said quietly.

"Forget Master, since there is no order from the Lord Buddha, then it is the right way to go back to Lingshan to practice Buddhism. There is only a poor monk here to preside over it."

Jianglong Arhat said coldly, and directly issued the order to evict the guest.

It's no secret that the left and right hands of the Lord Buddha and the Lord Buddha's personal transmission don't deal with each other.

As the Lord Buddha's close arhats, Jianglong Fuhu and the two are supposed to be responsible for internal and external affairs, but the Buddha Lord's personal inheritance has greatly divided their power. Their special status has led to a high prestige even if they do not appear all year round.

It is natural that these wage earners who work hard all day for Buddhist affairs are dissatisfied.

"After comprehending the Dharma of the masters, the monk will leave."

Liao Wang said unhurriedly, his eyes kept scanning the crowd, as if he was looking for something, but it seemed empty, his eyes were not focused.

"Hey, hey, you bald donkey are very arrogant. My old grandson wants to see what you can do!"

Sun Xingzhe's eyes were fierce, and he said viciously, with golden monkey hair all over his body, and the runes on the golden stick in his hand were shining brightly.

"The monks in the abandoned land of the Eastern Land have a unique Buddha-nature exuded from their bodies. It really is the Three Thousand Ways, and they all lead to the same goal!"

Liao Wang glanced at Sun Xingzhe, with approval in his eyes, nodded and said.

"Bold, what are you barking at?"

"What's your status, what's my status, I'll beat my old grandson!"

Sun Xingzhe was furious, this unattractive little monk actually had the eyes of an elder, this simply did not put him in his eyes!

The golden cudgel in his hand swelled against the wind, and the terrifying golden giant smashed down on Monk Wangwang.

"Bastard, how dare you attack Master Wang!"

"The true biography of Lord Buddha, how could you, a country bumpkin from outside, be able to blaspheme!"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding monks shouted angrily, and wanted to step forward to stop him, but it was too late, and the thick giant stick like golden lightning smashed fiercely at Wang Wang's face.

"Hi hi hi!"

Liao Wang also yawned, stretched his waist, and even lay down in front of the monks, like a reclining Buddha.

Above the futon, layers of azure blue halos rise up, like streams of water, and it is difficult for the golden cudgel to deposit a single bit after touching it.

The expected terrifying collision did not appear, and there was only a strange tranquility.

"what?"

"You bald donkey have some skills, much stronger than the monks of Kutuo Temple!"

There was a hint of surprise in Sun Xingzhe's eyes. It is not easy to resist his offensive so easily. It is not easy to forget the monk. Both the cultivation base and the Dharma have been cultivated to a considerable level!

Monk Wang Wang was speechless, and dozed off in place.

Surrounded by circles of blue halos, protecting him, the azure blue halos circulated, no matter how the Sun Xun Zhe attacked, it would be difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

"Sleep Zen!"

"This is sleepiness Zen!"

"I have heard about Master Wang's Sleepy Zen Technique for a long time, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it with my own eyes today. It is really incredible!"

"It's really worthy of being passed down by my Buddha. Such an exquisite Dharma is beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

The eyes of the monks are all stared straight, sleepy meditation, this is something that many Buddhist monks can't ask for, defending against the enemy in sleep, everything is left to the body's instinct, with the smallest consumption, the most accurate positioning, to prevent everything form of attack.

But acquiring this skill is a talent, not everyone can practice it casually.

"How can he be my old grandson's opponent when he's asleep? His tricks are just to bluff these soft-legged shrimps!"

Sun Xingzhe refused to accept it, and danced the golden cudgel in his hand impenetrably, trying to crush it with the purest force. The terrifying strong wind hit his face, and most of the monks in the field changed their expressions, and they retreated involuntarily.

Especially the monks of Kutuo Temple, seeing this scene, they knew the fight just now, and Sun Xingzhe had set a sea for them.

With such violent power, it only takes one stick to kill all the monks present.

Abnormal horror.

"Hey hey hey, eat my old grandson again!"

"Break the killing formation, level the sky!"

On the futon, there are strange phenomena, and a golden monkey head phantom manifests from behind him, facing countless elite soldiers and warriors, with a huge scene of one against a million, this is his dance of visualization, and he visualizes A battlefield with a strong killing spirit.

"Hi hi hi!"

Monk Liao Wang yawned again, changed his posture and continued to fall asleep, a drop of crystal overflowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was sleeping very sweetly.

The pajama Zen skill is fully activated, and the azure blue shield is like a ball of cotton. No matter how the golden cudgel is struck, it is still unable to break through the defense. It can only be continuously unloaded, and finally returns to nothingness.

"How dare!"

"This tortoise shell is really hard, but it's just a tortoise shell. If you don't take the initiative to attack, you won't be able to hurt my grandson!"

Sun Xingzhe said coldly.

(Fish and Meat yells that something happened to me recently, and I am in the process of suing. Please don't take it seriously if it is slower.)

But that's just the end of the conversation.

The azure blue passport twisted and fluctuated, and a tentacle shot up into the sky, turning into a big hand that covered the sky and grabbed the Sun Walker fiercely.

"Five Fingers Mountain!"

Forget about the squirming of his lips, as if he was talking in his sleep, the big blue hand in the void turned into a mountain and fell suddenly, overwhelmingly pressing Sun Xingzhe under his body.

Under the stage of the Buddha debate, there was no sound...