boom!
After smashing the mountain knife, his fist force did not decrease, and landed on the big man, sending him flying away.
Kakarot was shocked.
In front of the golden mirror, the old monks who were waiting for Xu Que to demonstrate the Dharma were also shocked.
What the hell is this
Use Buddhism to understand each other! You are trying to persuade me directly through violence!
What about the Dharma that you have practiced for many years
You are a monk, you understand!
"No, no, this shouldn't be the case!" An old monk came to his senses and said hurriedly, "Isn't he banned from cultivation? How could he smash the machete with one punch?"
Most of those who practice Buddhism have weak bodies. Even if there are Buddhists who specialize in practicing the Vajra Arhat Dharma, their strong bodies come from their cultivation.
Therefore, banning cultivation is equivalent to turning them into mortals.
How could a mortal possibly break a machete with his fist
"Is there something wrong with the trial?" An old monk hurriedly ran towards the back, "I'll go check it out!"
As the supervisors of the trial, they have the right to inspect the trial and terminate the trial if problems arise. This is the rule set by the ancient Buddha.
"That's right, it's probably because the Buddhist disciples have been tested and passed down for many years, and their strength has weakened."
"That should be the case, that's why he is allowed to retain some cultivation."
"It seems that we have been sleeping for too long, so we failed to repair it in time. We should pay attention to it in the future."
The old monks discussed in low voices and reflected on themselves.
After a while, the old monk who went for maintenance returned to the crowd.
"How's it going? Is there something wrong with the banning formation?"
"Has it been fixed?"
Several old monks asked quickly.
The old monk who went to check it said with a strange look on his face: "I checked everything... everything is intact, without any flaws."
“…”
Everyone fell silent immediately.
After a while, an old monk said quietly: "So, this practitioner... he is a Buddhist cultivator who cultivates the physical body? Or is this his understanding of Buddhism?"
A practitioner's understanding of Buddhism will be reflected in his or her own cultivation.
For example, Xu Que's ability to save all sentient beings is the most famous magic trick in Buddhism.
Fighting all depends on one mouth and my reasoning to convince you.
In Buddhism, the principles of most spells are similar to this, but there are certain differences in the form of expression.
But the appearance of Xu Que completely broke their inherent impression.
In the realm of memory, Xu Que walked forward with a smile on his face, came to the side of the strong man, and asked with a smile: "This donor, do you feel that your respect for Buddhism has deepened in your heart?"
The strong man was dizzy at this time. Hearing the words, he jumped up and cursed angrily: "Deepen the hell..."
Xu Que didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he raised his fist and punched him.
boom!
The strong man was knocked to the ground again, causing the tree behind him to tremble twice.
"Donor, have you felt the Dharma calling you?"
"No!"
boom!
"Donor, are you willing to believe in Buddhism now?"
"Believe me, mother!"
boom!
"Donor..."
Kakarot's face turned pale as he watched, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Oh my god... Isn't my master a great Buddhist sage
Why so violent
Are all Buddhist practitioners following this path now
After Xu Que had hammered him countless times, the strong man got up again, his face full of anger and his teeth clenched.
Xu Que was still smiling: "Donor, do you feel the call of Buddhism now?"
Kakarot on the side looked wary and had already taken out a stick in his hand.
As Xu Que's eldest disciple, he has the obligation to ensure his safety.
The strong man took a deep breath, fell to his knees with a plop, clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Master, for saving me. I suddenly felt the Buddha's inspiration. I beg you, Master, to help me become a Buddha."
Kakarot: "..."
All the old monks: "..."
Is this okay
Use your fists to convince people with reason? !
Xu Cao nodded and said with satisfaction: "In that case, the poor monk will help you become a Buddha!"
After saying that, he crouched slightly, clenched his fists, and punched the big man hard.
The big man didn't say a word, and fell down softly, as if he had made no sound.
Kakarot's entire monkey was immediately stunned.
Do Buddhist disciples kill animals
Are you still called a Buddhist disciple? !
"Master... He wants you to help him become a Buddha, not to kill him..." Kakarot whispered.
Xu Que took out the shovel from the system and said confidently: "That's right. Wouldn't it be better if I sent him to the West to see the Buddha? Stop talking nonsense and help me dig a hole to bury him."
"This is not good... OK, OK, OK, I'll help you dig. Master, please put down the Zen staff first."
"This is a good disciple for a master."
One person and one monkey began to dig holes in the mountains and forests to bury the corpses. This scene was extremely weird.
Halfway through digging, Kakarot finally couldn't help it anymore and asked: "Master, this is just a robbery. The crime is not punishable by death."
Xu Que put down the hoe, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you think I did it wrong?"
"We are monks, shouldn't we be compassionate?" Kakarot said cautiously.
Xu Cao nodded and continued digging: "You are right. If this is the case, then I will say that you killed these people from now on."
Kakarot: "..."
"After all, you are my master's first bodyguard. When you go out in the future, you will think of Kakarot holding two watermelon knives and slashing all the way from the Nantianmen to the Lingxiao Palace. He had countless innocent souls under his command. Isn’t it very majestic?”
"Master... why don't you let me go back to Five Elements Mountain and continue to be suppressed."
"Hurry up and dig!"
"Ah! Don't take out the Zen staff!"
In front of the golden mirror, several old monks looked at each other.
"Is this... a violation of the rules?" an old monk hesitated.
Although it is said that the person killed was a person in the realm of memory and not a real person. When the trial of the Buddha starts again in the future, this person will be reborn, but after all, he has committed the crime of killing.
Everyone looked at each other, and the tall, thin old monk said solemnly: "In that case, we will terminate his trial first, take him out, and then question him."
"agree."
"agree."
At this moment, the fat old monk in charge of the inspection suddenly changed his expression and took out a scripture from his arms.
There are several large characters written on the cover of the scripture: Book of Arhats.
He quickly turned to one of the pages and found a name called "Zhao Tiezhu" gradually appearing on the page.
"This, is this the name of the black and powerful man just now?"
"Why are they in this Arhat Book? Aren't only people who have been saved by me, the Buddha, able to be in the Arhat Book?"
The fat old monk held up the Arhat Book in disbelief and murmured: "According to what that monk said... he really transformed this person into a Buddha... "