The square is magnificent, surrounded by stupas, and Ning Zitong is standing on the referee's side, looking at the "divine monk" Fayuan, who is wearing a red cassock, slowly walking towards the opposite side with half feeling and half amused.
This kind of confrontation always reminded her of the time when she first entered Waigang. At that time, Fayuan was not the abbot of Daxing Temple, but she had practiced "closed mouth meditation" for many years, and she still had the mentality of a little girl. Trying to provoke the opponent to speak, he was about to succeed, but the referee announced the start of the game, leaving himself with regrets.
So, try once, try twice, try three times... Time flows by like this, urging people to grow old.
The girl who was so radiant and glamorous back then has unknowingly become middle-aged, and is heading towards half a century fast.
Perhaps only this "hobby" that has persisted for many years can make me regain the feeling of a little girl for a short time, even if I have been failing all the time, never succeeding.
What I'm talking about is not words that excite people's mouths, but my youth... Ning Zitong sighed secretly, and saw the haggard Fa Yuan stop at the predetermined position, with a distance of about thirty meters between the two sides.
At such a distance, she was not afraid that he could hear her thoughts through his mind.
According to the physical measurements of seniors and comrades in actual combat, it can be preliminarily judged that the effective range of his telepathy will not exceed a radius of ten meters, or even smaller.
At this time, the referee approved the time, raised his right hand and said:
"Conversation time begins!"
Ning Zitong seemed to be waiting for the long-awaited show, and couldn't wait to laugh and said:
"Master Abbot, long time no see."
As soon as this remark came out, the audience around and the spectators in front of the screen complained one after another, not mentioning the last match between Dragon Tiger Club and Daxing Temple, nor did they mention the recent title match, the "celebration reception" of the last top professional game "Come on, you have met the monk Fayuan, and it's been less than two months!
Are you saying that on purpose to let the monk Fayuan refute you
We will not be fooled by this kind of trick!
Fa Yuan looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, his eyes were restrained, his expression was dull, and he just nodded his head invisibly.
Ning Zitong didn't care, and continued:
"Master Abbot, I have a doubt that I have kept in my mind for a while, and I hope you can give me some guidance."
"I've been thinking that the practice of closed-mouth meditation in Buddhism is to reduce oral karma and karma. If a monk who practices closed-mouth meditation happens to know a secret, if he speaks it out and informs the world, it can save thousands of people. Wan's life, then will he choose to speak, or not?"
She knows that Buddhists who are good at speculative thinking must have thought about this. The Mahayana has the answers of the Mahayana, and the Hinayana has the principles of the Hinayana. It is not difficult for the abbot in front of her. However, similar questions are easy to be exploited, especially now that it is live. , if Fa Yuan does not answer, it will easily affect the reputation of Dahang Temple and himself.
Afterwards, even if there are lay Buddhists answering the questions on the Internet, there will inevitably be a war of words. This is a characteristic of the current information society!
Fayuan turned a deaf ear to it, and still maintained his previous posture, like a tree that had lost its life.
As expected of an eminent monk who practiced closed-mouth meditation, he can hold his breath... Ning Zitong changed his mind and said with a smile:
"Abbot, if you don't answer, forget it. I know you must be struggling."
She deliberately smeared the other party, but Fa Yuan still didn't speak, and even the rhythm of breathing and the depth of eyes did not change.
After a few words of blackmail, Ning Zitong respected his identity and did not chase after and hit him hard. He said with a sweet smile:
"I heard that after his mind has reached great achievement, the master's silent meditation is considered complete, so why didn't he speak? Did something go wrong in the middle, broke some precepts, and accidentally opened his mouth, so he postponed it?"
Faced with these malicious speculations, Fa Yuan remained motionless, without any change in mood.
Seeing that the time was running out, Ning Zitong, who tried several methods and still failed, gave up sadly, restrained his emotions, and adjusted his state.
At this moment, she saw Fa Yuan's eyeballs move, and his whole body was like a creature after hibernation, slowly coming back to life.
Hibernation... hibernation... he didn't fall asleep just now, did he? Ning Zitong suddenly had such an absurd and funny idea, he was stunned for a moment, angry and funny.
The referee didn't give her time to think, he raised his right arm high, and swung it down suddenly:
"start!"
Fayuan's haggard, sallow skin instantly glowed with a little golden light, he raised his right palm, and pressed it out towards the void in front of him.
Ning Zitong's upper body didn't move, and she moved sideways like a ghost. Behind where she was originally standing, a deep and clear palm print appeared on the bluestone floor with a bang, and there were no cracks around it, as if a metal vessel had been forcibly dug out by a sharp weapon. .
The King Kong Realm, the King Kong Seal, the "power across the mountain"!
This technique has derived many unique skills, but there are very few people who can do it like Fa Yuan.
As soon as he made a wrong footstep, a strong wind suddenly blew up around Ning Zitong's body. The wind was dyed black and became deeper and deeper.
Woo la la, walking around Fayuan, she turned into a spiral drill, and attacked the opponent at high speed, and threw out one after another pale black shadows, mixed in the wind, fiercely tightening Then he rushed forward, covering up his original shape.
At the same time, one drop after another of rainwater condensed, or fell, or drifted horizontally, covering all of Fayuan. The color seemed to be close to black, but it belonged to the deep red that had been deposited for a long time.
Anbe, "reign of terror"!
The wind can tear the spirit and the body, while the rain hides the poison, the phantom seems real and fake, and the fists and feet are hidden in it!
Ning Zitong unexpectedly made a rush attack at the beginning instead of wandering and fighting directly!
This is the true nature of the "Ghost King"!
The sky and the earth seemed to be dimmed, the color of glass in Fa Yuan's eyes flashed, and a circle of light suddenly emerged from the back of his head. It was bright, brilliant, and illuminated in all directions!
It seems that the five Buddhas symbolizing the five great wisdoms are hidden in this circle of light. As soon as they appear, all the "phantoms" will naturally fade away and disappear, and all the poisonous rain will quickly disintegrate and lose their original colors.
A comprehensive application of the Vajra Department's "Wisdom Fist Seal", Fayuan's "Prajna Bodhisattva Body" and "He Xintong"!
The "drill bit" rotating at high speed was revealed when it was about to hit the opponent, and it was stably hit by Fa Yuan's broad and long pale gold palm, impartially.
boom!
Pale golden light splashed everywhere, Ning Zitong flew back, before landing, like a real ghost, changed direction in mid-air, turned continuously, avoided the follow-up attack, and opened the distance again.
Lou Cheng is amazed by this kind of movement, even if he has "Misty Wind and Snow" and "Wind and Fire Like a Wheel", he is not as good as "Superior Glance", and Yan Zhaotang's "Shunbu" is even faster Yes, but too direct and not flexible enough.
I'm afraid only the "Fengbu" who is also good at physical skills can do this level... Maybe the future "Chihuahua" can do similar things... Lou Cheng thought spontaneously.
The same gorgeous appearance, the same outstanding strength, and the same good agility, no wonder Ning Jie and the "Chihuahua" her master have been separated for so many years, it is difficult not to compare!
S: I was preoccupied with conceiving the dialogue, but I didn't have time to think about the fight, and the number of words is relatively small, sorry for that.