Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　The voice was a little more serious.

　　"Ten years ago, you were no longer a Buddhist son of Jinshan Temple. I took pity on you for your master, and you have never collected a magic weapon. Why, do you still want to swallow this thing alone today?"

　　"I'm not a Buddha child, and I'm not willing to be a Buddha child. Where can I talk about the Buddha child's magic weapon, Master." Wuxin asked back.

　　"Shut up! Wuxin, I've trapped you for ten years, haven't you realized it yet?!"

　　Zen Master Lingyou's nine-ring tin stick hit the ground hard.

　　He got a little angry.

　　The breath surged all over his body, and the tin stick rattled.

　　One after another Sanskrit sound and Buddha sang, surging out of it.

　　The entire Leifeng Pagoda was instantly silent.

　　"No, master, the poor monk has indeed realized it. After thinking about it in this Leifeng Pagoda for ten years, the monk feels that...after all, the Buddha is wrong."

　　"Shut up, evil barrier, Buddha... how could it be wrong!"

　　"Why, Buddha can't be wrong!?"

　　Reluctantly asked.

　　He suddenly stood up.

　　Time seems to have returned to ten years ago.

　　And then got up with him.

　　In the void on all sides, golden Sanskrit words rushed out one after another.

　　This is the final defense of Leifeng Pagoda.

　　Countless scriptures surged, and the void seemed to condense into a huge Buddha phantom.

　　Buddha Light turned into a shackle, locking Wuxin's hands and feet.

　　Master Lingyou, standing under the Buddha statue.

　　The sound is thunderous.

　　"Wuxin, you've finally fallen into a demon. Copying Buddhist scriptures every day can't wash away the demonic nature in your heart."

　　"Don't hand over the Buddhist artifact at this moment! When will you wait!?"

　　"Master, it's not the poor monk who didn't pay it, but the Buddha's instrument, which has dissipated."

　　Reluctantly replied. "Its Buddha nature was absorbed by poor monks."

　　"Nonsense! The Buddha-nature of the instrument is given by the Buddha, how can you absorb it!? Are you really dizzy when you are a master?"

　　"Master has prejudice against poor monks. Therefore, Master will not believe what poor monks say."

　　"As for the Buddha's magic power contained above, it is nothing but Theravada Buddhism, and what the poor monk cultivates is Mahayana Buddhism. It is only natural for the poor monk to use it for me." Wuxin looked calm.

　　"Still talking nonsense, in this world, there has never been Mahayana Buddhism!"

　　"It wasn't there before, but when I showed up...it was there."

　　Inadvertently put hands together.

　　As soon as these words came out, the scriptures that were stirring in all directions were instantly empty.

　　Suddenly, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and golden lotuses surged from the ground.

　　The last shackles on Wuxin's body automatically peeled off.

　　He took a step, and the ban on the top of Leifeng Pagoda disappeared automatically!

　　In an instant, endless magical energy surged up from below.

　　The entire Leifeng Pagoda began to tremble.

　　The earth is shaking!

　　"master!"

　　Fa Hai looked at him and exclaimed.

　　That momentum was too strong.

　　Even Zen Master Lingyou, who had already reached the realm of Theravada Heavenly Dragon, was forced to take a few steps back.

　　The white eyebrows danced wildly in the air like a snake.

　　He looked at Wuxin in front of him again, and couldn't help but ask again. "Wuxin, what are you going to do?"

　　"After being trapped for ten years, you can't help but try to break out!?"

　　"What do I want?"

　　Unwilling to get out of captivity.

　　Looking at the bright sunshine outside Leifeng Pagoda, he seemed to be lost in thought.

　　After a while, he suddenly smiled, thinking of the article from the previous life, and his expression was firm.

　　"I want this day, I can no longer cover my eyes."

　　"If I want this place, I can no longer hide my heart."

　　"I want all sentient beings to understand what I mean."

　　"I want those Buddhas - all to vanish!".

Chapter 4

　　4. You all say that poor monks are demons, so poor monks...that's it. 【For Huahua, For Collection~】

　　boom!

　　The voice fell.

　　Above the originally clear sky, thunder suddenly roared.

　　In the Mahavira Hall of Jinshan Temple, there are Buddha lights rising into the sky.

　　"What's going on here?"

　　"Fine, how could this be?"

　　In the treasure hall, countless monks were shocked.

　　Countless Buddha statues trembled.

　　That is the Buddha's anger!

　　Fahai was also taken aback.

　　He had a very high spirit all his life, and he who had cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng Longxiang was no longer weaker than the monks of the same generation in the world.

　　Finally surpassed, the legendary senior brother of Jinshan Temple.

　　But after really seeing each other.

　　He knew that he was wrong.

　　In front of the other party, he couldn't even give birth to the thought of making a move.

　　"Enough, Wuxin, as a teacher, you really did not read it wrong, you really have a deep demonic nature, and you even tried to kill the Buddha!!"

　　Zen Master Lingyou shouted violently.

　　This is King Kong's angry eyes.

　　The endless Buddha light also radiates through the body.

　　Outside the Jinshan Temple, countless lakes were pulled by it and began to stir.

　　His nine-ringed tin cane fell again.

　　Boom!

　　A blast.

　　The monstrous demonic energy below was directly suppressed.

　　Under the Leifeng Pagoda, I don't know how many monsters, so they became robbery.

　　But Wuxin looked at it this time, but his expression was always calm.

　　"What is Buddha-killing?" he continued to ask.

　　"Xiaoyana sacrifices oneself, and Mahayana crosses people! Where is there any Buddha? If you really want to say that there is, everyone can become a Buddha."

　　"And if everyone becomes a Buddha, what is the use of Buddha in this world...?"

　　Don't bother to ask.

　　And this time.

　　Fahai felt something, and it exploded in his mind.

　　The unintentional remarks just now echoed in his mind like a magic sound.

　　"Yes, if everyone in this world can become a Buddha, then what is the use of a Buddha in this world?"

　　"However, if everyone became a Buddha, wouldn't this world be in chaos?"

　　"Why can't everyone become a Buddha?"

　　"Why does the Buddha want to be high above??"

　　"Why do you have to pay homage to the Buddha?"

　　"No, no, there must be something, there must be something else, I didn't understand it!!"

　　A series of ideas rose in Fa Hai's heart.

　　His expression became painful.

　　The white lotus under his seat also began to show signs of withering.