The Monk

Chapter 179 Self-mutilation

Guitou fought hard and retreated, Zhang Tianfang rushed forward violently, and Zhang Tianfang surpassed Guitou and faced the vortex directly. The white light was close to his forehead and was about to swallow him up. But I heard the old monk sigh again, deep and slow, a little depressed. He pointed at the Buddha, and the mighty Vajra behind him made the same gesture, pointing at the vortex of white light. The vortex exploded with a bang, and the light shone dazzlingly. After the white light passed, the vortex and the Mighty King Kong disappeared, leaving behind a stunned Zhang Tianfang and nine black ghost heads spinning around.

The old monk looked at Zhang Tianfang with doubts on his face and said solemnly: "You are the Buddha killer!" Zhang Tianfang smiled, looking ferocious and ferocious: "It should be the Buddha killer." He waved the ghost sword with his backhand, and nine ghost heads attached to it, and the black blade Feeling scary and eerie.

Zhang Ain jumped in front of Zhang Tianfang, recalled the hard iron sword and held it horizontally with both hands, and whispered: "The old guy is very powerful." Zhang Tianfang said with a sinister smile: "If you are powerful, you will die."

After hearing this, Buddhist monk Sky regained his composure and whispered to himself: "You are Buddha." He couldn't figure out why Buddha was willing to die for the ghosts and ghosts attached to the magic weapon, and then said to the two of them: "You guys You can't defeat me, but I can't kill you. Listen to me and follow me back to the temple." His words were firm and could not be refuted.

Zhang Tianfang smiled arrogantly: "Fart, I would rather die than go with you."

Just now he hurriedly set up a small Five Elements Formation. Seeing that he couldn't match the old monk's strength, Zhang was afraid to send out the Five Elements Magic Formation with a snap of his fingers. Sky Buddhist Master was immediately surrounded by all kinds of ferocious flames, monsters, trees and water. Zhang Ping said: "Master Sky, please leave, otherwise you will not be able to save your life in the killing array." He was really not sure whether the Five Elements Formation could kill the terrifying old man. The monk had to persuade him with gentle words.

The old monk looked around him, nodded and said: "Yes, this formation is pretty good. I was so hasty that I missed it." He pointed his finger forward, and within the Five Elements Array, a line appeared in the fierce flames and evil water. The old monk walked up the path that was wide for one person and slowly came to the outside of the formation. In the meantime, Zhang was afraid to launch an attack with all his strength, and with all kinds of magical changes, he was unable to cross the path and could only watch the Sky Buddhists leisurely come out.

Since learning the Five Elements Formation, it can be said that it has been invincible, but it was easily broken. Zhang Ai looked at the Buddhist monk in the sky blankly. The old guy was more powerful than the deputy capital of the Holy City, Aotian. Seeing that he was in a daze, the old monk comforted him and said, "Donor, don't be surprised. This is the Sumeru Way of Buddhism. No formation in the world can trap him." He then said to Zhang Tianfang, "Just now I enlightened the benefactor with the Light Mantra, but in the benefactor's eyes there was only If you can see the light of the Dharma King, alas, I’d better go back to the temple with you to receive Buddha lotus purification, and give you a compassionate and pure heart.”

He couldn't beat him anymore, Zhang was afraid and said: "Old monk, what do you want to do? We live well, don't make trouble, don't kill people, and do some good things, and this also offends you? Isn't it said that Buddhism is compassionate? ?”

After asking the question, Fang Jian rushed out of the igloo and spoke to Zhang Awei: "They have been settled." He raised his Dharma sword and stabbed the Sky Buddha. The Sky Buddha stood still and shouted the Buddha's name. Just when the sword was about to hit him, it broke and fell to the ground. Fang Jian held up the hilt of the sword and was stunned. He turned around and asked Zhang Ping, "What is the sword you gave me made of?"

The three of them were frightened by the old monk. He was so powerful that it was terrifying. Zhang Ain asked, "Are you a human?"

Sky Buddhist did not answer, but spoke to Zhang Tianfang: "No matter what, I have to take the donor back to the temple today."

If he couldn't beat him, he would act like a rogue. Zhang Ain scolded him angrily: "Are you sick? You came all the way from the desert just to catch him? Does he have a grudge against you? He is not at home at such an old age, so he comes out to cause trouble for us."

Fang Jian studied Buddhism for a few days and began to talk nonsense: "Buddha says don't argue, put peace of mind first, love the world generously, and be compassionate. It just tells you to be kind to the world, and you can't force them to believe in Buddhism. You have to follow their wishes." , look what you have done?"

The Buddhist monk in the sky frowned when he heard this and asked, "Which scripture did the donor say come from?" He did not remember such a passage in the Buddhist scriptures at all.

Fang Jian also didn't remember, so he said forcefully: "If you don't remember, go back and check the book. Why are you causing trouble here?"

The old monk came to his senses and smiled slightly: "The donor is lying to me. I, the Buddha, am merciful and allow you to talk nonsense. However, the donor should not be good at speaking the Buddha's wisdom. You are disrespectful to me, the Buddha, and the donor."

"Anyway, I have no chance with your boss, no matter what I say." Fang Jian and Zhang Weir hung out together and finally learned some nonsense skills.

The old monk ignored him and said to Zhang Tianfang: "Donor, come back with me."

Zhang Tianda was angry: "Are you sick? Can't you understand? Say it again, I would rather die than follow you."

The old monk said calmly: "As long as I am here, you can't die."

So arrogant, I can even control the life and death of others. When will I be able to do the same? Zhang Wei turned his eyes and asked Zhang Tianfang: "How about we give it a try?"

Zhang Tianfang kicked him away: "Try it, you big-headed ghost." Facing the sky, the Buddhist monk sneered: "I am Buddha Killer, isn't it because of these two hands?" As he spoke, he threw away the knife and spread his hands flat, and there was a knife in his palm. Two golden swastikas, front and back, shone brightly under the clear sky.

Zhang was afraid that he felt something was wrong, so he interrupted: "Master, your Sumeru Path is not restricted by the formation. I want to try it again, okay?" Without waiting for the sky Buddhist to refute, he flew into the air and took out all the formation flags and poured them out.

Nearly 30,000 array flags of various colors fell like a rain of five colors, making the snow-white earth colorful and beautiful. The old monk let him toss it around and said softly: "The donor's magic weapons are all treasures, and his cultivation is also good. He should be famous among the monks. , I also hope that the donor will consider the people of the world and do good deeds to save all sentient beings."

The monks talked and the monks arranged their formations. After a short time, the five-element illusion formation, Xuanwu formation and four elephant formations were connected one by one. After the formation was completed, the Buddhist monk in the sky pointed out the Sumeru Path and walked in and out. He regarded all the formations as if they were nothing, and then said: "Buddha's wisdom extends to the three realms, how can it be blocked by a small barrier." He then turned his attention to Zhang Tianfang. .

Zhang was afraid that Fang Jian would not be able to defeat the old monk, and that his ghost sword was no match, so Zhang Tianfang lowered his head and looked at his palm and said coldly: "Isn't that what these two words are? I'll give you Buddhism back." He bent his right hand into a claw and tore at his left hand. In the palm of his hand, all he could see was flesh and blood dripping with blood, and white bones exposed, but the golden swastika mark was still there, embedded deep in the bones.

Zhang was afraid that Fang Jian would be shocked when he saw this, so the two of them rushed back, and one of them grabbed one of his hands. Fang Jian said angrily: "What are you doing?" Zhang Ain fed him the life pill. In a moment, new flesh regenerated and his palm returned to normal.

He mutilated his hand, and the ghost knife made a buzzing sound and automatically flew around him and moved up and down.

Zhang Tianfang didn't expect that the mark actually grew in the bone. He stared at his palm without saying anything, then turned to look at the ghost sword. He smiled sadly, raised his arms and pushed Zhang Fangjian away, and looked at the Buddhist monk in the sky: "I won't do it easily." I'm seeking death, but I won't follow you." As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together. After speaking, his right hand suddenly exerted force, and there was a click, and his left hand was broken.