Mysterious Tribulation

The latest website: Big Buddha Temple.

This monastery house stretches, occupying most of the Taihe Mountain.

As the sect of southern martial arts, the Dafo Temple has always been full of incense. Inside and outside the majestic Daxiong Hall, the smell of sandalwood and sesame oil is always lingering.

In the back mountain, in the monk's dormitory where tourists are not allowed to enter.

A little novice tremblingly held a tray, put some vegetarian food on it, and entered a meditation room: "Master Shishuzu, Jingshan came to deliver the meal!"

"come in."

In the meditation room, there was only an old monk with white beard and white eyebrows, skinny as a wood, with nine ring scars on his head.

He was sitting cross-legged, barely opening his eyes, looking at Jing Shan, and smiled: "Why not Jing Yuan?"

"Reporting to the Sacred Heart Master Uncle, Senior Brother Jingyuan has been ill for the past two days, so I am here to serve the Master Uncle."

Jingshan saw the gentleness and kindness on the face of Zen Master Sacred Heart, and all the previous fears dissipated in an instant, and even faintly felt that the rumors were unreliable.

This Master Uncle is obviously a very kind person!

"Okay, but I don't like to eat very much recently, you can eat it."

Zen Master Sacred Heart smiled and pointed at his element point: "You should be a warrior monk of this temple, and you have the traces of practicing Arhat Boxing. To practice this set of boxing, you need to chop wood and water every day, and polish your muscles and bones. Over time, your shoulders and elbows will grow. There are bound to be traces.”

"Master Uncle's eyes are like torches!" Jing Shan swallowed, took a piece of dessert and stuffed it into his mouth.

As a holy monk of the Great Buddha Temple, the meals of Zen Master Sacred Heart are naturally not comparable to ordinary novice monks. They are carefully cooked by the chef, rich in nutrients, full of color, fragrance, and indescribable temptation for young novice monks.

"Don't worry, eat slowly."

Sacred Heart's eyes are warm, looking at the little novice amiably, and continued: "Your Arhat Boxing has three points of heat, but if you want to achieve something, you can't fall behind in your daily meditation and chanting. Recite the "Vajra Prajna Sutra" a lot. ", it will be of great benefit to your meditation practice in the future. I think that your aptitude is not bad. If you persevere, perhaps before the age of thirty, you will be able to enter the state of colorless concentration."

Having said this, Zen Master Sacred Heart sighed again: "The colorless concentration is only the ultimate Arhat concentration, Bodhisattva concentration, and even Buddha concentration for mortals. In the end, it's just an empty, dreamy empty flower!"

Jingshan didn't know what verse the Zen master was talking about, but it was always good to nod.

He carefully finished the snack, bowed again, then left, and gently closed the door of the meditation room.

Zen Master Sacred Heart folded his hands together and silently recited the scriptures.

Half an hour later, his hands suddenly formed a seal. At first, it was the seal of the fearless lion, which symbolized the majesty and strength of the Buddha.

Buddhism pays attention to Mahamudra, and believes that it is possible to communicate with the soul through mudra, and eventually become a Buddha.

In the hands of Zen Master Sacred Heart, various handprints representing the supreme achievement of the Great Buddha Temple appeared one after another as if they were hand-picked.

In the end, he only condensed a handprint, which was like a treasure bottle, and it had a sense of completeness.

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Bottle Print!

This is the last form of the bottle's perfect lock of the heart!

Back then, Zen Master Sacred Heart used the peerless magic of this Dacheng realm to imprison an extremely terrifying complete weirdness in his 'heart'.

With such cultivation, he was honored as a 'great master'!

But he has lived until now, after all, he has reached the limit of the lifespan of mortals.

The door of the meditation room was opened again, and a monk dressed in a red cassock for conquering demons walked in and bowed first: "Master Sacred Heart!"

"Master Shi-nephew. How are you preparing for everything?"

Zen Master Sacred Heart raised his head and looked at the host of the Great Buddhist Temple.

"The Skynet Bureau has sent people to watch the ceremony. The nephew registered as ordinary pilgrims and arranged for them to live in the wing."

"All invitations have been sent out, most of the Southern Boxing Vessels have responded, and many masters of Tongbei Boxing, Five Element Boxing, and Iron Wire Boxing have arrived."

The middle-aged host 'Ming Xuan' put his hands together and said, "I think even if something goes wrong at the initiation ceremony, it will be enough to suppress it."

"Amitabha. The old man can pass away, but the detained demons cannot be put into the human world."

The Sacred Heart Zen Master Gao proclaimed the Buddha's name.

The so-called 'empowerment' is a unique ritual of Buddhism, which implies inheritance, transmission of gong, handover of power and so on.

But this time, it was clearly different.

Heavenly Demon is a Buddhist saying, which is actually weird!

And the empowerment of Zen Master Sacred Heart is naturally to choose a monk with superb Dharma and deep spiritual practice, to seal the eccentric instead of himself!

"Uncle, please rest assured that this monastery has invited the Skynet Bureau and a fellow martial artist to observe the ceremony, just to put an end to the danger. Because the younger brother is less than 30 years old, he has cultivated colorless concentration, and he has practiced the lock heart seal method to a young age. If they reach the realm, they shouldn't let that celestial demon have a chance to escape. Even if it doesn't work out, Mingxuan and Mingde are still prepared. Coupled with the magical instruments inherited from this temple, nothing major will happen."

The host Mingxuan comforted.

"In this way, Lao Na can also go away with confidence. Zen Master Sacred Heart smiled, with the brilliance of a great enlightened person, and closed his eyes.

"That nephew is leaving." Seeing this, Mingxuan couldn't help but feel relieved, and was about to leave.

"Master, nephew, wait!" At this moment, all kinds of hesitations, struggles, and hesitations appeared on the face of Zen Master Shengxin, but he still said firmly: "The only death that has been difficult through the ages. I have already tried to practice Kurong Meditation, hoping to be promoted to the Arhat Meditation Realm, absorb the power of the Heavenly Demon, and prolong my life for myself!"

"what?"

Mingxuan was startled.

Kurong Meditation is a secret transmission of the Great Buddha Temple, an extremely strange mysterious art!

The combination of Zen and martial arts, only a master can try to practice it, it has completely surpassed the mortal concentration of "colorless concentration", but it is the concentration of Arhats!

It is rumored that people who have completed cultivation can in turn draw strange powers, and even extend their lifespans and become living Arhats!

"Withering the glory of meditation, the body is divided into two parts, one is withered and the other is glorious, one is good and one is evil." A string of golden Buddha beads appeared in Mingxuan's hand, which was turning rapidly, emitting golden light: "Master is a good body, and I realize that this method is difficult to succeed. You don't want the life of this temple to be ruined, so you tell the secret, but you don't know, where did your evil body go?"

At the end of the day, Mingxuan has made a lion's roar and issued a blow to the head!

According to the records of scriptures, the evil body cultivated by 'Kurong Meditation' is not human at all, but is closer to - strange!

If the cultivator's good body can suppress the evil body with supreme wisdom and supreme concentration, he will naturally be able to completely suppress the weirdness, and even draw the power of the weirdness in turn and possess the supreme magic power.

But if the evil body has the upper hand, that is - the most complete strange recovery!

It is even more terrifying than the strange recovery, because the evil body has human wisdom, and it is not the kind of weird that acts according to certain laws!

And seeing Zen Master Sacred Heart like this, it is natural that he is cultivating Kurong Meditation, and he has gone into the devil!

"My evil body, didn't the host just see it?"

Zen Master Sacred Heart smiled strangely.

The next moment, a small palm directly penetrated the golden light of the Buddha's string, penetrated into the abdomen of Mingxuan presiding from behind, and grabbed half of his face from it!

Ming Xuanneng served as the host of the Great Buddha Temple, and naturally he was also a master, and he perfectly imprisoned a strange one!

But at this time, the half of the strange face seemed to be dead, and was caught by a small palm.

Above the supernatural confrontation, Mingxuan is in a situation of complete defeat!

Bleeding from the corners of his mouth, he turned around reluctantly, and saw the innocent and innocent sucking his fingers!

"In the past, the Buddha cut flesh to feed the eagle, but now those who eat my flesh are all my demons!"

Zen Master Sacred Heart showed a look of compassion, and twisted one of his own fingers.

This finger was caught by Jing Shan and threw it to half of his face.

Half of the weird face had a huge mouth chewing his fingers and suddenly opened his eyes!

It has been completely suppressed by the strangeness of Zen Master Sacred Heart and has become a vassal of the other party!

Host Mingxuan swallowed his last breath, with a hint of unwillingness in his gray eyes.

It suddenly occurred to him that the monster sealed by Zen Master Sacred Heart possessed extremely terrifying abilities.

Inside the meditation room, more chewing sounds

The Big Buddha Temple at night becomes more quiet.

a few days later

Before the initiation ceremony.

"Master. Are you really okay?"

Xu Yuan followed Aaron to the gate of the Great Buddha Temple, looking at his master worriedly.

His master's spiritual realm has not yet broken through, but he has sealed a strange creature and is in a very dangerous state.

Aaron rolled his eyes: "The old man is strong and strong, and he can fight another eight hundred times."

"Yes, your old dragon is fierce."

Thinking of his master's performance along the way, Xu Yuan doubted his guess again.

Master, it doesn't look like you can only live for a few months.

Or have you given up on yourself?

Aaron stepped forward on his own and came to the main entrance of the Great Buddha Temple.

"Amitabha, these two benefactors, the temple is not open today, and those who bought tickets can refund them online."

Two rows of monks armed with sticks were guarding each other, and a monk who knew the guest stepped forward and said in a salute.

"Cough cough. I am Fang Yu, I came here to worship the mountain!"

Aaron pulls out a bronzing invitation.

Zhike Seng looked at it, and his face showed a clear look: "It turned out to be Senior Fang Yu of White Bird Fist, please!"

Xu Yuan followed Aaron and was invited to a side hall together.

In the hall, there are two rows of Taishi chairs made of red sandalwood.

On the chair, there are boxers from all the southern branches.

The youngest of these boxers are in their 40s. They don't like modern decorations. They wear tunic suits or robes and jackets. They drink tea with teapots.

"The old boxer of Shiratori Fist is here!"

A series of eyes swept over along with the call of the monk who knew the guest.

To Xu Yuan's surprise, many old boxers seemed to know their masters, with expressions of anger, jealousy, and hatred on their faces.

'Could it be that I, Shiratori Fist, still have a glorious period in the hands of Master? Are these Master's enemies all defeated?'

A guess appeared in Xu Yuan's heart, and immediately his ears moved, and some secret conversations came:

"That's Fang Yu?"

"This kid had a romantic temperament back then. I don't know how many times he was chased and killed by various veins, but he was still alive and kicking. Instead, he died of anger and boiled several old boxers to death, which is also unusual."

"Yeah, who doesn't know the seniors and juniors of various sects, they are all forbidden by the seniors and juniors. He is an outsider, and he is an outsider. It's so easy to pluck the hearts and minds of the old man!"

"If it wasn't for him living in seclusion early, I'm afraid he would have been beaten to death long ago!"

"Ying'er, go and tell your seniors and sisters to stay away from that old guy, and 80% of his apprentice is not a good thing, and if you don't want your fiancee to run away with someone, you can serve snacks!"

'Master. When you were young, how many boxing true breeds did you wear hats?'

Xu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Of course, these are all subsections.

What really made him feel horrified was the gaze from the top on the right.

It was a middle-aged tuberculosis ghost who was pale and seemed to be dying at any moment, coughing twice from time to time.

But looking at the man and woman who followed him, they were fierce and fierce, with traces of Tong Bei Fist on their bodies.

"Old boxer Fang, your disciple is really out of blue!"

At this time, the tuberculosis ghost spoke.

"Haha. Master Liu praised it."

Aaron answered unceremoniously: "I have no hope of being a master all my life, but this apprentice Lin Lao has made a breakthrough. I can really comfort my ancestors. How is my aunt now? How is your health?"

"Cough cough."

The tuberculosis ghost began to cough violently, as if unable to breathe.

Aaron took the opportunity to pick a corner chair and sat down, drinking tea with Erlang's legs crossed, and said to Xu Yuan: "Tuer. That tuberculosis ghost is Liu Yihang, the contemporary head of the Liu family! It is said that his boxing skills are infinite. When approaching the Great Master, you have to be careful"

"I see."

Xu Yuan couldn't help but mention it.

At this time, Liu Yihang finally calmed his breath. He didn't want to look at Fang Yu as a scumbag, and instead looked at Xu Yuan: "Are you the one who killed Liu Qing and Liu Bai?"

"It's down!"

Xu Yuan came out to meet many eyes, and said neither humble nor arrogant: "What does the Liu family want?"

"Cough cough. Of course, the old man wants peace as the most precious thing." Liu Yihang coughed and took a breath: "After all, every time our grandmaster fights to the death, he is consuming his life. Is there anything more precious than life? I asked Zombie Fist to pass on the advice from my little friend, what do you think?"

"Yan Wuxu once wanted to vouch for the Liu family, but he is already dead"

Xu Yuan squinted his eyes: "On the day I entered the master's door, the master told me that the way of martial arts is vertical and horizontal, the winners stand, the losers lie down, fists are power, everything is It's so simple. After this puja, I will go to the Liu family to visit in person! The previous grievances must be settled!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the boxers all around changed slightly.

The rules of the rivers and lakes, such a door-to-door challenge, either Xu Yuan will completely subdue the Liu family, and he will retreat if he meets him, or he will have to throw his life there!

"As expected of a young and frivolous! My Liu family is waiting for you!"

Liu Yihang clasped his fists and bowed.

At this time, another group of people was invited into the hall, and it was Zhuge Shan, followed by Su Bingbing with a red spear!

After the people from the Skynet Bureau also took their seats, a middle-aged monk in a red cassock walked out: "Amitabha, Mingxuan welcomes you to come to the temple and participate in the initiation ceremony of Uncle Sacred Heart."