"Amitabha, Jiumozhi, does it really feel so satisfying to bully younger disciples? This is not a glorious thing. If you really want to challenge a strong man, you might as well wait until the disciples from the Great Leiyin Temple come to challenge!"
The face of an old monk turned completely gloomy. This Jiumozhi was recognized as a Buddhist genius. Except for the Great Leiyin Temple, other temples did not dare to touch him. The fight between the juniors was irrelevant, but the masters of the older generation did not dare to touch him. He was not allowed to take action against him, let alone in front of so many people at this moment. Even if he had the intention to subdue the other party, he would not be able to lose his face.
The other party is confident because they see through this.
"Amitabha, there are not many disciples of the younger generation who can tie with the young monk. Master Liaochen of the Great Leiyin Temple just narrowly defeated the young monk by using tricks. Naturally, the young monk will challenge again."
"But the few young masters just now said that the young monk's skills are mediocre, and there seems to be some criticism in their words. Today, if the young monk is brave, he will use the unique skills of the masters and temples to meet the heroes of all walks of life!"
Jiumozhi clasped his hands together with a fierce fighting spirit.
"Jiumozhi, you are too arrogant. The secrets of Buddhism in several of our monasteries are never passed on to the outside world. How did you learn it? You actually want to defeat us with the skills of our monasteries. You are a little ignorant!"
A young monk behind the old monk had a look of anger in his brows. Many of the people lying on the ground were his fellow disciples. If his uncle had not stopped him, he would have gone to compete with him in the morning. At this moment Hearing such arrogant words made him unable to bear it.
"That's right, didn't you lose to the foreign monk named Li Xiaobai a few days ago? What's so arrogant about you? Instead of going to compete with them, you went to find the poor monk and others. Maybe you think the poor monk Is it a soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will?"
"Amitabha, this young monk is proficient in all kinds of skills in the Buddhist kingdom. If this master has any doubts, you can come and test it to see if what the young monk said is true!"
Jiumozhi said.
"Amitabha, poor monk Yuan Dharma, monk of Vajra Temple, today in order to protect the reputation of the temple, I boldly ask Master Jiumozhi for instruction!"
A young monk ignored the old monk's obstruction and appeared directly in front of Jiumozhi. His eyes were sharp and murderous intent burst out.
"Amitabha, the most famous thing of Vajra Temple is the Angry Eye Vajra. Once it is used both offensively and defensively, the young monk will use this technique to make the master worship him!"
Seeing someone coming out to challenge, Jiumozhi calmed down and said calmly.
"Arrogant!"
"Execute!"
Monk Yuanfa clasped his hands together, and the golden light around his body surged and condensed into the appearance of a Buddha. His eyes were wide open and he glared angrily. His two big hands slammed towards Jiumozhi. Before the palm could reach him, the pressure from the wind of the palm was already there. The ground was pressed until every inch was cracked.
"Master Yuanfa is indeed the genius of Vajra Temple. His Buddhist teachings have reached the level of solidification. The young monk admires him!"
Jiumozhi looked at the huge palm that was slapping at him, and he also clasped his hands together. The Buddha's light around him was strong, and a glaring Vajra that was the same as Yuanfa's head appeared. He stretched out his two big hands and violently collided with it.
"puff!"
In an instant, Yuanfa's angry-eyed Vajra was shattered into pieces, and the golden Buddha's light cracked inch by inch. The whole person flew upside down and spurted blood from his mouth, and his breath became sluggish.
"Amitabha, the young monk's angry-eyed King Kong is doing his best in front of all the masters!"
Jiumozhi put his hands together and recited a Buddha's name. His words were very humble, but his eyes were full of pride.
"This... Yuanfa actually failed in one move, and it was really based on his special skills. How is this possible?"
Not to mention the surrounding monks, even a few old monks were stunned. In their understanding, even if their disciples were not hostile to the opponent, they would definitely not be defeated so miserably!
Has this person grown to this point?
"Xuannan, the young monk of Bodhidharma Academy, seeks advice from Master Jiumozhi!"
Several old monks were stunned, and another genius ran out. He pointed at Jiumozhi in the air. There were vague petals falling in the void, exuding bursts of terrifying aura. These were not real petals, but... The technique is condensed, and if it is contaminated even a little bit, it will cause death or injury.
Jiumozhi didn't panic, pinched the orchid with one hand and pointed it towards Xuannan. A huge petal bloomed in the wind, sweeping away everything in front of him.
"puff!"
Without any suspense, Monk Xuannan also flew out and fell next to Monk Yuanfa, coughing up blood.
"Let Amitabha Buddha, I didn't expect that the genius of Bodhidharma Academy is also vulnerable. Except for the Great Leiyin Temple, there are no generals in the Buddhist Kingdom!"
Jiumozhi's face was full of disappointment.
The whole place was silent, staring blankly at what was happening in front of them. Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief. They used each other's unique skills to defeat the opponent. What a profound cultivation and confidence they had!
"The gap in strength is too great. There is nothing easy to fight, but he is still so proud!"
Hu Meizi didn't understand. In her opinion, this kind of must-win battle was just bullying.
"Yes, Jiumozhi's strength cannot be underestimated among those at the same level. Why are you obsessed with this kind of victory?"
Li Xiaobai nodded in agreement.
"This person is accumulating momentum. Every time he wins, his momentum will accumulate one point. Over time, a qualitative change will occur, and it will be condensed into an invincible momentum that goes forward. Then he will use the momentum of this momentum to break through to the heavenly realm."
"It's just that I have found the wrong person. I have been looking for a disciple who is bound to win. Even if I win, I will not be able to accumulate any momentum. The real momentum is condensed in the hardships of life and death. Trying to take shortcuts and opportunistically will only end up harming me. Kill yourself!"
The little guy on the side said.
"Senior seems to understand very well?"
Li Xiaobai looked at him and asked.
"Everyone who understands understands, and those who don't understand understand slowly." Xiaolaodi said.
"What if we lose?" Liu Jinshui asked.
"If you lose, all your previous efforts will be wasted and you will have to start all over again."
"I see, then he has been defeated twice, and now he should have no hair left on his body."
Liu Jinshui nodded and said, Jiumozhi lost to him and Monk Liaochen from Daleiyin Temple successively, so he deleted his account and started practicing again. No wonder he was so anxious to find low-level disciples to learn from each other. He wanted to recover quickly. To the peak state.
In the field, Jiumozhi said arrogantly: "I didn't expect that the secret skills of each temple can only be fully utilized in the hands of young monks. You may as well disband on the spot and join the disciples of Daleiyin Temple together!"
"you!"
"As a Buddhist monk, he is very brave and fierce. He really regards the rules and precepts as nothing!"
"When I go back today, I will definitely ask the eminent monks from Luohan Hall to come forward and let you go back to work and rebuild!"
The old monks were livid with anger, and the disciples were defeated too simply. They felt very humiliated in front of so many people.
"Masters, there is no need to say anything. The young monk knows that young talents from all over the world have gathered here today, all here to seek opportunities. The tomb has not yet been opened. The young monk wants to ask for advice from the donors. I wonder which donor is willing Give me some advice?"
Jiumozhi didn't care about the old monk's words. He clasped his hands and scanned the surrounding crowd. He came from Dalun Temple and his background was equally powerful.
The crowd was silent. They had all seen the tragic situation of the two Buddhist prodigies just now. This person was definitely a good player in the land of earthly immortals. He would be the one who delivered food to the ordinary people.
At this time, Li Xiaobai walked out, came to Jiumozhi and said with a smile:
"Master, what do you think of me?"
Jiumozhi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Amitabha, I haven't asked the donor's name yet."
Li Xiaobai smiled slightly: "Liu Jinshui, I have just noticed that the master is lacking in Buddhism, so I wanted to give you some advice."
