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King An said coldly: "Master Faxiang wants to give me the heart of Asura?"
Fa Xiangshi bowed, shook his head and said solemnly: "Your Highness, this poor monk is here to persuade Your Highness to give up practicing the Asura magic."
"Give up? Why do I want to give up?" King An said coldly: "I have advanced very quickly in practice. It is the magical skill that is suitable for me to practice!"
"The poor monk also practiced the Asura magic skill, but it has been abandoned." The Dharma Prime Minister said solemnly: "Your Highness has not surrendered to the heart of Asura. The pain during practice is unbearable, like the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. The poor monk also experienced it. Pass."
King An looked relieved.
Practicing Asura magic makes progress very quickly, but how many people know how painful it is
Those who know the Asura magic often know the pain of practicing, but this kind of pain cannot be experienced by just talking about it or imagining it. They never know how painful it is!
Faxiang had practiced the Asura magic skill, so he naturally had a deep understanding of it, which made King An feel a sense of intimacy.
But he soon put aside this warm feeling and said coldly: "Master, why do you want to abolish the Asura Divine Art?"
Faxiang sighed: "This skill can travel thousands of miles with each passing day. The feeling of speed and power is addictive, but it will soon reach its limit. No matter how hard you practice, it is useless. If you want to make progress, you can only kill people. Otherwise, the martial arts will not advance but retreat." !”
"Huh-?" King An frowned.
The Dharma combined with the tithe and sighed: "Your Highness, a poor monk and a monk don't tell lies. When the Asura magic has reached the advanced stage, the only thought in his mind is to kill people. He will not think about other things. If he doesn't kill people every day, he will feel as if he hasn't eaten. He will be anxious all over. It’s uneasy and I can’t control myself!”
King An frowned and looked at him.
The Dharma Minister said in a deep voice: "The poor monk relies on the Buddha's Dharma to suppress him, and with the blessings of the seniors in the temple, he still can't get rid of his desire to kill, so he can only abolish his martial arts. Although the prince has Xu Ning around him, he can't suppress the killing!... The prince now only feels that... He was anxious and wanted to kill people, but he was still able to restrain himself. As his skills deepened, the prince became a monster who only knew how to kill... The prince was born in a noble family and had everything, so why did he pay such a price?"
King An was silent.
The Dharma Prime Minister continued to persuade: "The poor monk said something that is beyond the rules. If the prince wants to be in that position, he must not continue to practice... Alas, with the wisdom of the emperor, how could he not know the dangers of Asura's magical power, but not stop the prince... "
He said shaking his head and sighing.
King An's face turned gloomy, and he said coldly: "Master has too much control!"
"Yes, the poor monk is talking too much." Fa Xianghe Tibetan: "Our temple is for the common people in the world, and we cannot bear to cause too much killing, so I have come to persuade His Highness to give up practicing the Asura magic. Even if Your Highness does not care about the common people in the world or our temple, just For my own sake, I can’t continue practicing, otherwise, all the glory and wealth I had in the past, such as flowers, beautiful families, and great ambitions, will all be like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, all of them will be in vain!”
"What if I don't give up?" King An said.
His expression was calm, as if he had not heard what the Dharma Minister said.
He glanced at Chu Li, who was smiling but not smiling, and his heart became more and more angry, and his original intention to retreat became more determined.
If Chu Li can't be dealt with, what's the point of being a prince? If he kills people, he will kill people. At most, he can just abolish his martial arts at that time, as long as he can kill Chu Li!
"Alas..." The Dharma Minister shook his head and sighed. He took out the small black stone-like Heart of Asura from his arms and handed it to King An: "Your Highness should know this thing. Our temple will give it to Your Highness."
"What are the conditions?" Wang An asked.
The Dharma Prime Minister shook his head and titheed: "If your Highness really can't let go of the Asura Divine Power, please use this."
"I don't need it." King An said coldly: "My cultivation is advancing rapidly now, and I will soon reach the level of Asura's Heart. Why take the risk and take this? I will escape death!"
The Dharma Minister said: "Your Highness, don't worry. The two poor monks can use their secret skills to help Your Highness absorb the heart of Asura safely."
"Is there such a secret technique?" King An frowned.
There is no need to say more about the laws and tithes.
King An looked at Xu Ning.
Xu Ning said calmly: "Your Highness, there is no danger in this secret technique, because this secret technique will bring your Highness's body cultivation into the heart of Asura."
"What do you mean?" King An frowned.
Xu Ning said: "His Highness's cultivation has turned into flowing water, and he needs to practice again, just like the Dharma!"
"What?!" An Wangjun's face darkened, and his eyes swept across the Dharma like a blade.
"Amitabha..." Fa Xiangheshi proclaimed the Buddha's name and sighed: "Xun Ning, you are cultivating his mind!"
"Exactly." Xu Ning said calmly: "Faxiang, I can clearly see your methods. Your prince will not be fooled. The huge sect of Daleiyin Temple uses such ghost realm methods to destroy the purity of Buddhism. The ground is getting really bad!"
The Dharma Prime Minister sighed and said: "Being a Buddha also requires expedient methods. What does it mean to use some means for the sake of the common people in the world!"
"Very good!" King An said coldly: "It seems that your Da Leiyin Temple will only give up if I cripple my cultivation!"
"Your Highness, our temple is not for myself, but for Your Highness and for the common people in the world."
"Shut up!" King An shouted angrily: "If you open your mouth or shut up, you are the only one in the world who cares about the common people in the world. It seems that only your Da Leiyin Temple cares about the common people in the world, while Da Ji's court doesn't care about the lives of the people!"
"Amitabha..." Dharma Prime Minister proclaimed the Buddha's name and sighed: "So, Your Highness does not want this heart of an Asura!"
"Asura's heart stays, you can go!" King An snorted.
The Dharma Prime Minister said: "We can only offend!"
He turned to look at Xingming.
"Amitabha, the young monk is offended!" Xingming paid tithes to King An, stepped to his side, and reached out to catch King An's wrist.
"Bang!" Xu Ning took the lead, stood beside King An, and stretched out his palm to block it.
King An sneered and said: "What a lawless person from Leiyin Temple, how dare you come to the palace to act wild!"
"Your Highness, as long as the Asura magic power is abolished, our temple will compensate Your Highness!" Fa Xiangheshi said in a sincere tone.
King An was so angry that he didn't even believe him. His body shape changed instantly. He grew taller and lost a few points. He became thinner and longer. His handsome face turned into a skeleton. His body movements were like electricity and he appeared in the Dharma Appearance instantly. in front of.
The Dharma minister pronounces the name of the Buddha and pushes flat with both palms, which seems to be slow but is actually fast.
"Bang!" Wang An and Fa Xiang collided with their palms, and Wang An staggered back two steps.
The Dharma Prime Minister sighed: "His Royal Highness's cultivation of the Asura Divine Art is still very shallow, so it would be a pity to abandon it. You must not be obsessed with it anymore!"
"Death!" King An's eyes became cold, without a trace of human emotion, and he pounced on him again.
"Bang bang bang bang..." The two of them kept colliding with their palms and fists, as if they had completely given up their internal strength and just fought with their bodies.
Chu Li was amazed when he saw it. This Dharma image was indeed better than King An.
Xing Ming on the other side is also better than Xu Ning.
If Xu Ning hadn't had his psychic powers and knew Xing Ming's tricks in advance, he would have been unable to support him long ago.
Xing Ming may seem ugly, but his movements are extremely graceful. Don't look at his face, just look at his figure. He looks like a graceful woman dancing. Her moves are smooth and graceful, without any murderous intent. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit w reading for a better reading experience.