Gaffe?
Xiao Muyun raised his eyebrows after hearing what Monk Bupo said.
The fluentness of the monk's words just now is not broken.
The expressions and movements are natural.
It doesn't feel like a gaffe at all.
On the contrary, it was more like not hugging each other all of a sudden, revealing his true nature...
Thinking of this, Xiao Muyun twitched the corners of his lips and squeezed out a smile: "It doesn't matter..."
"But Master, aren't we talking about using Buddha's teachings to transform?"
"The punch you just punched also belonged to Buddhism?"
Behind the words, Xiao Muyun's face was full of doubts.
"That's natural!"
After hearing this, Monk Bupo said: "The punch that poor monk just made was a real Buddhist magic!"
? ? ?
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyun's body froze.
After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Muyun said: "Master, please forgive me for being stupid..."
"I really don't understand how that punch just now has anything to do with Buddhism?"
"Haha, it seems that my little brother's understanding of my Zen Buddhism is not deep enough!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo patted Xiao Muyun on the shoulder.
At the same time, he said loudly: "Although my Zen sect has Bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, I also have Vajra's angry eyes..."
"This person has been blinded by evil evil ways and regards his own life as nothing..."
"The punch the poor monk just gave was a wake-up call to wake him up!"
As he spoke, Monk Fuwa clasped his hands together, showing a sad look.
"Wake up?"
Seeing Monk Bupo clasping his hands together, Xiao Muyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Why does it look like torture to me?"
"Amitabha,"
After hearing this, Monk Bupo recited the Buddha's name softly and said, "What the little donor said is wrong."
"A poor monk is a monk..."
"Monks are compassionate. Sweeping the floor may harm the lives of ants. They cherish moths and cover their lamps with gauze..."
"What's more, the poor monk is the abbot of Hanshan Temple. How could he be tortured?"
Having said this, Monk Fupo showed a kind expression on his face.
"Yeah?"
After hearing what Monk Bupo said, Xiao Muyun hesitated.
At the same time, he looked towards Babel Ghost.
At this time, Tongtian Ghost's eyes were wide open and filled with bloodshot eyes.
Traces of blood mixed with saliva kept dripping out.
At first glance, he looked indescribably embarrassed.
He no longer had the arrogance he had just now.
"That's natural!"
At this time, Monk Bupo said with certainty: "But if the little donor doesn't like this method of transformation..."
"The poor monk can also teach you another method of transformation..."
"The same thing can make people abandon evil and do good, and take refuge in my Buddha!"
"Another method?"
There was a hint of doubt on Xiao Muyun's face.
He didn't know what other methods the Bupo monk in front of him could use.
"That's natural, little benefactor, take good care of it!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo took out a gourd and poured a little water into his palm.
At the same time, his body moved, which reversed his luck.
In an instant, the clear water in his hand turned into a piece of solid ice.
Unfavorable luck turns water into ice!
Seeing this, Xiao Muyun was secretly surprised.
This monk has such deep internal strength!
Just when Xiao Muyun was shocked, he saw that the monk couldn't bend his fingers and ejected.
call out!
With the sound of breaking wind, a piece of ice broke out of the air and sank directly into the body of the Sky-Breaking Ghost.
As soon as the ice entered the body, Tongtian Gui felt the wound was itching.
The pinprick pain kept coming again.
Just like the bites of thousands of ants, the pain is unbearable.
Not only that, the wound became more and more itchy, and the itching gradually deepened.
In less than a few breaths, even my internal organs seemed to be itching.
Even though Tongtian Ghost was not weak in martial arts, he could not bear the torture at this time. He struggled violently and wailed loudly.
I really can't live, I can't die.
"ah!"
At this time, I saw the Tongtian Ghost's body twisting and shaking continuously, and his whole body wailed loudly: "It's so itchy, so uncomfortable..."
"Amitabha!"
Hearing the painful expression of Tongtian Ghost, Monk Bupo softly chanted the Buddha's name.
He looked at the Tongtian Ghost in front of him and said, "This donor, do you know that you are wrong?"
"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."
Tongtian Ghost said in pain: "I shouldn't insult the master, and I shouldn't steal the Holy King's catalog..."
"Please master, please save me..."
"help me!"
He kept wailing, hoarse.
At first glance, he looked very painful.
Hearing this, Monk Bupo smiled slightly.
He looked at Xiao Muyun and said, "Look, this transformation method has such immediate results."
"You can make them sincerely repent on the spot..."
! ! !
Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Muyun was completely shocked.
He never expected that Tongtian Gui, who just now was clenching his teeth and begging for death.
Now he was begging for mercy in such a embarrassed manner.
"Master, what kind of method is this?"
After being shocked, Xiao Muyun looked at Monk Bupo and said excitedly: "It's really amazing!"
"Amitabha…"
Seeing Xiao Muyun's question, Monk Bupo said, "This method was originally taught to me by Taoist Zhang Daoxuan of Wudang..."
"He didn't tell the poor monk the specific name..."
"However, after the continuous improvement of the poor monk, it has been strengthened several times now..."
"So the poor monk called it the Heart-Eating Talisman!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo showed a look of pride on his face: "Once this heart-eating talisman is blasted into the body, the wound will be unbearably itchy..."
"It's like being gnawed by thousands of ants, and the pain is excruciating..."
"Even a strong man cannot endure such pain..."
"Everyone has to cry loudly and beg for mercy."
"But…"
After hearing this, Xiao Muyun said: "Wouldn't this torture people to death?"
"Amitabha, don't worry, little donor..."
Monk Bupo smiled slightly and said: "Monks are compassionate, so naturally they will not let them hurt to death..."
Having said this, Monk Bupo was speechless.
He took out a bottle of pills and said, "This is a pill concocted by a poor monk..."
"As long as you swallow this pill, you can guarantee that there will be no attack within seven days..."
"Practice and walk like a normal person..."
“This not only encourages them to understand Buddhism and be dedicated to good deeds, but also allows them to change their ways and start a new life!”
"I think many of my disciples in Hanshan Temple were robbers and bandits before..."
"Under the transformation of this method, now everyone is devoted to the Buddha and can't bear to leave!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo's face was filled with joy.
At the same time, he changed the topic and asked with a smile: "How was it?"
"What does the little donor think of the poor monk's method of transformation?"
"This is good!"
Seeing the happy expression on Monk Bupo's face, Xiao Muyun blurted out: "I want to learn this!"
A piece of ice can firmly control a person in his hand.
This kind of method is simply a supreme method of control.
"no problem…"
Seeing Xiao Muyun's expression, Monk Bupo smiled slightly and said, "But this method is quite difficult..."
"If the little donor wants to learn, he has to start by poisoning..."
