Chapter 53: If you are not crazy, how can you become a Buddha

"Little Master, this was given by my old friend Mr. Murong." Jiumozhi said with a straight face:

"He has passed away now, and today it is for the promise of the past, so I had to use the Shaolin unique skills he gave to exchange for the 'Six Meridian Divine Sword'."

"I have already made plans. After exchanging for the sword technique, I will not even look at it, and will take it directly to Gusu and burn it in front of Mr. Murong's grave as a memorial."

"What a Great Wheel Bright King who is affectionate and righteous." Zhuang Buran showed a touch of happiness:

"This monk's cultivation is not enough. I have never wanted to cultivate the so-called good fruit in my life, I only love killing and arson."

"Like you, a guy who likes to tell ghost stories to deceive people, I can't help but have a few murderous intentions. What does the Bright King think I should do?"

He did not wait for Jiumozhi to reply, and directly proposed:

"Simply exchange one life for one life. You go and kill Murong Fu, and this monk will spare your life."

After hearing this, everyone was a little unbelievable that this was a monk from Shaolin Temple.

So capricious and unscrupulous, it really doesn't look like a person who has left the secular world, and it makes people feel the demonic temperament, how to look at it, how to feel awkward.

Especially Jiumozhi's eyebrows could not help but jump. He always felt that under the casual and lazy face of this young monk, there was a great danger, so he immediately said solemnly:

"Little Master, this monk has never killed, and what is the fault of my old friend's son."

Zhuang Buran said meaningfully:

"Everything comes from the Murong Clan of Gusu. Since that is the case, the father's debt is paid by the son, isn't it justified."

"Even if this monk has been in Tibet for a long time, I have heard of your sect's great name. You are so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid of the various precepts and temple rules of Shaolin Temple."

Jiumozhi frowned deeply, as if he didn't understand why Shaolin Temple, which was clearly the most prestigious famous sect in the martial arts world, had such a disciple.

"If the Bright King didn't say it, this monk almost forgot that I left the temple without permission. Anyway, I have already violated the precepts and temple rules, so I don't care about a few more."

Zhuang Buran's smile remained unchanged:

"May I ask if the Bright King wants to exchange one life for one life?"

"This monk has already said that a monk should be compassionate and never kill."

After Jiumozhi finished speaking, he secretly operated his whole body's power, fearing that he would be plotted against.

"The vast martial arts world is piled up with human lives."

The young monk's eyes were deep:

"If you don't kill, what are you mixing in the martial arts world, and what martial arts are you practicing."

The vines around his waist grew wildly, and then broke into dozens of vines, spreading to all parts of the Zen room. However, he saw thousands of sharp thorns on the dark green vines split open, and sprayed countless white flowers like magic. The petals were crystal clear like jade, exquisite and transparent.

And the vines on the young monk's belt were like spiritual snakes, draped over his body.

"This is the Zhouliu Earth Force. Please appreciate it, and let this monk see if the prestige you have made in the martial arts world is made of paper."

Everyone in the room did not expect the young monk to turn his face faster than turning a book, and started to do it directly. Looking at the martial arts that were like sorcery, they all used their skills to hit the vines and strange flowers that were approaching them quickly.

For a time, sword qi crisscrossed in the room, and knife force danced.

"The 'Six Meridian Divine Sword' was used as a Six Meridian Divine Sword Array. It's a pity that one meridian is missing, otherwise the power should be three points stronger."

Zhuang Buran looked at Jiumozhi, who was overflowing with fire around him, leisurely:

"This knife technique of transforming qi into form, logically speaking, should not be weaker than the 'Six Meridian Divine Sword.' Why does the Bright King always want to miss the method of intangible qi sword? It really makes this monk unable to understand. If you have this leisure time, it is better to practice the martial arts you created more profoundly."

"So come to Tianlong Temple again and step their temple treasure into the mud. Isn't it more enjoyable."

Several people had solemn expressions and did not say a word, because they found that the vine thorns were pitch black and obviously contained highly toxic substances.

And the strange flowers they hit, although they were scattered, the petals were tough and difficult to break, plus the large quantity, all flew over.

This was really unable to distract them to speak, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be harmed by poisonous thorns and petals.

"Zhouliu Earth Force has six changes in transformation. The first three changes, 'Long-lived Vine' is a fool's dream, 'Snake Tooth Thorn' is a poisonous snake's sharp tooth, and 'Evil Ghost Thorn' is a hell curse."

The young monk raised his hand, and a few petals flew to his fingertips:

"These three are gathered by foolish qi, angry qi, and resentful qi. Therefore, the more the practitioner harbors resentment and delusion, the stronger the power of these three changes."

Jiumozhi used a few flame knives to clear the surrounding vines and petals temporarily, and made room to say:

"Amitabha, Little Master should have been a monk since childhood, where did the deep foolish qi, angry qi, and resentful qi come from?"

"People all have the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance. Maybe this monk was born with a thousand times more three poisons than ordinary people."

Zhuang Buran's expression was calm:

"Or maybe this monk did too many evils in his previous life and had too heavy a killing sin, so he realized this kind of martial art."

After he finished speaking, he lightly picked a few petals, and between smiles, the petals shot out like arrows from the string.

The six people had not had time to react, and their robes had been cut, and they were covered in blood.

Then they felt the silent petals, not only carrying infinite force, but also straight through the meridians, and were hit and flew onto the wall, smashing out a few not shallow human-shaped pits.

Fortunately, when they were hit and flew away, the dense vines retreated to both sides, otherwise the whole person would have smashed onto the vine thorns.

Everyone fell to the ground, kneeling on one knee and coughing blood constantly. Everyone's face was extremely pale, and their breath was like a candle in the wind.

"Demon monk, you abolished my martial arts!"

Bencan raised his bloodless face and roared angrily at the young monk.

"This monk suddenly thought that for people in the martial arts world, the thing more terrible than death is losing the martial arts practiced for many years."

Zhuang Buran tilted his head boredly:

"In that case, abolishing your martial arts is afraid that it will make you more uncomfortable than death, so why not do it."

Master Kurong's Zen skill was broken, and the half-withered and half-thriving appearance on his face turned into a withered appearance, looking like a skin-and-bone person who was about to die.

He said with difficulty:

"Tianlong Temple and Shaolin Temple have always been on good terms. You are so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid of committing a big mistake, not only attracting Shaolin's punishment, but also being questioned by the righteous path of the martial arts world?"

"Idle and bored, I can't help but have the heart to try martial arts in the world."

Zhuang Buran said slowly:

"I just want to know, whether it is righteous or evil in the world, who can win over this monk, and even kill this monk."

As soon as this was said, the atmosphere in the Zen room was silent.

"Little Master, you are so arrogant, don't you know that there are people outside people, and there is heaven outside heaven."

Jiumozhi said deeply:

"And, in your every word and deed now, is there half a bit of Buddhist compassion?"

Zhuang Buran opened his mouth as if he didn't understand:

"This monk thinks that what I have done is deeply compassionate. The endless fighting in the martial arts world doesn't come from all kinds of fighting and fighting. I eliminate the source, which is an act of stopping fighting. How can it not be considered compassionate?"

"You are indeed a demon monk!" Jiumozhi had nothing to say.

"Demon monk?" Zhuang Buran glanced:

"Bright King, do you know why you lost today? Although you have become heavier and heavier in greed, anger, and ignorance because of practicing martial arts, the three poisons are still a bit shallow."

"Those who have great achievements must be people with great skills, when there are two fire-releasing eyes, a piece of killing heart."

He shook his head lightly:

"If you are not crazy, how can you become a Buddha? You don't even understand such a simple truth. You should go back to Tibet and eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha with peace of mind."

Just as the young monk turned and walked away, he left a sentence casually.

"This monk has always had a beginning and an end in doing things. I will definitely abolish the meridians of everyone in your temple, and then disperse the true qi of the whole body. Only in this way can you truly become a calm and good monk!"

"You..."

Abbot Benyin and others coughed blood repeatedly, but could only look at the young monk walking out of the Zen room with helplessness.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 54 =====