my fox wife

Chapter 565

Buddhism and Dharma emphasize purity, compassion, and ultimate goodness. Only those who are truly compassionate can truly improve their Dharma cultivation. Although Shaolin Temple uses martial arts to assist Buddhism, it also needs the previous requirements to practice.

The premise of practicing the Marrow Washing Sutra is to ensure that the body is pure, the heart is compassionate, and the person is kind. In a word, only the clean can practice the Marrow Washing Sutra.

Only a clean body can be transparent and invisible, but it also has a weakness, that is, the dirtier things, the marrow cleansing magic art can not pass through, but also be affected by interference.

And women are the nemesis of monks, and the menstrual blood flowing out of their bodies is even more sacred to Buddhist monks. Let them drink a cup of menstrual blood to ensure that all the cultivation bases of these monks will disappear.

Using a woman's sanitary napkin to increase the monk's marrow-cleansing magical skills is the right thing to do.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Liu Jingsong shouted.

"Dissatisfied."

One foot in the past.

"what."

"Are you satisfied?"

"Dissatisfied."

Another kick passed.

"what."

"Are you satisfied?"

"Dissatisfied."

Dozens of times in a row, the Shaolin Temple host couldn't break free.

"Impressed."

Once convinced, Liu Jingsong took the whisk back, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple emerged from the cocoon.

"I trust you, I am SB."

Leaving a sentence, the abbot of Shaolin Temple stepped down.

Liu Jingsong was not angry, but just watched him step down with trepidation.

But it didn't take him long before a monk in a black cassock came up to the stage and beat him down.

After stepping down, Liu Jingsong left alone, and his disciples stayed here to watch the play.

The monk in the black cassock won two rounds in a row, and in the third round, the ordinary Taoist priest who was possessed by a ghost was defeated.

The ghost messenger is on stage, and he probably will be on stage too.

"Is this person using Taoism?" Po Xie was a little confused.

"Whether he is Taoist or not, isn't Buddhism cheating too?" Li Dianfeng replied.

Although people in cultivating immortals cheat a lot, Buddhism also cheats, but they haven't discovered it.

As soon as the ordinary Taoist priest possessed by the ghost came on stage, he won three rounds in a row and stepped down. Another Taoist ghost came up and won three more rounds. For several times in a row, Buddhism has become inferior, and it must be more than ten times behind Taoism.

"These Taoist priests are dressed in ordinary clothes, how can they be so powerful?" Sitting on the seat, Li Dianfeng's mother frowned, and turned to ask Po Xie, "Amitabha, Po Xie, do you know them?"

"I don't know, these Taoist priests have never appeared in the world of cultivating immortals, why are they so powerful." Broken Shoes also felt strange.

Li Dianfeng didn't speak, his mind was not here, he kept looking at Mo Tong in his mind, just now Mo Tong came to the stage, and there was five-colored light on his body, he was afraid that someone would see Mo Tong's identity, so he kept staring at her.

But this girl has already fallen asleep, hugging Lan Zixun's waist, buried her head in the middle of Lan Zixun's two chest grooves, sleeping very sweetly, due to the high temperature in Lan Zixun's arms, Mo Tong's sleeping forehead was sweating .

Yang Wanyin blows Mo Tong's hair beside her, hoping she won't be too hot.

At the same time, Li Dianfeng will also look around at the cultivators on the left to see if their eyes are sneakily peeking at Mo Tong. If so, that person may recognize Mo Tong's identity, and then he will find a way to kill that person , Mo Tong's identity must not be discovered.

Ordinary Taoist priests sitting in the back seats would look at each other after winning, and they would smile sinisterly at the corners of their mouths.

The world of cultivating immortals won consecutive games, and the Buddhists couldn't sit still, their faces were red, and they looked at each other anxiously.

"This seat is here, none of you dare to come up."

An ordinary Taoist priest on the stage smiled ferociously and pointed at the Buddhists to provoke him.

"Little Hugh is going crazy, the poor Taoist will come to meet you."

Wuhai of Youlin Temple stood up, wearing cassock and volleying onto the stage, extremely fast.

Now it should be Buddhism's turn to win.

You must know that the Buddhism of Youlin Temple is inherited from the Ksitigarbha King, and their cultivation is the nemesis of ghost messengers.

I hope Youlin Temple can defeat the ghosts attached to Taoist priests and some ghost kings and soul kings.

However, there are still several Yan Lords who did not come to the stage. They all sat under the stage one by one, with their arms folded and their eyes closed.

"Who is coming."

The Taoist frowned and looked at Wuhai with a very worried expression. The reason for his worry was that the people in Youlin Temple were more afraid of them.

"There is no sea in the Youlin Temple of Pindao Buddhism."

Wu Hai replied loudly, because when Li Dianfeng broke into the Youlin Temple, Wu Yazi fought with Wu Hai, and Wu Yazi accidentally poked his ears deaf. Turn your ear to the man.

"Please."

The ordinary Taoist's expression froze and he stretched out his hand.

"Accept."

Wu Hai rushed up, with the golden * on both palms, and at the same time pinching the fingers, as if he wanted to use the Ksitigarbha to subdue the demon hand.

That ordinary Taoist priest is really unblinking, with a big mole on the corner of his mouth, and three long hairs on the mole, he looks like a wretched type of person.

Seeing Wu Hai rushing up, he immediately waved his hands, and a black air swirled in front of him, like a whirlpool, with an extremely strange breath.

But the people in the audience couldn't tell that in the Taoism of the world of cultivating immortals, some of the Taoism's aura was black, so they couldn't judge that the other party was not practicing Taoism because they saw that the other party's aura was black.

"Fighting cows across mountains."

Wuhai clenched his fists and blasted away.

The ordinary Taoist also shouted, "Ah~~~ah~~~"

He rushed up while drinking. He rushed over from the black vortex in front of him. When his body passed through the black vortex, his entire appearance changed. A jet-black aura wafted around him, and at the same time he was holding the handle in his right hand. The Taidao formed by black air, the Taidao is still dripping with black air, looks very scary.

"Hey~~~"

The Taoist jumped forward with the Taidao, dodged Wuhai's punch, and took the Taidao to Wuhai's head to chop off.

Wuhai raised his head and saw the sword coming down from the top of his head, he made a fist with his left hand and hit his wrist with a hammer.

With the sound of "bang", the wrist of the ordinary Taoist priest who had not landed on the ground exploded.

"what."

The wrist exploded, and the Taoist priest grabbed his right wrist with his left hand and fell to the ground, just in front of Wuhai.

Wu Hai was not dull either, he pinched his fingers in his right hand and blasted towards the Taoist priest in front of him.

A golden bergamot handprint holding a flower finger blasted away, hit the Taoist priest in front of him, knocked him into the air, fell to the ring and vomited blood, unable to get up.

The Taoist fell down under the stage, still thinking about it, but couldn't get up, a stream of blood spurted out.

Hitting cattle across mountains is just a common move in Youlin Temple. As long as you use it and the opponent dodges it, you can punch yourself, and the pain will spread to the opponent.

"Your cultivation base is very domineering. Why can't you exert your power in the poor way? Tell me, why is this?"

Wu Hai stood on the ring, pointing at the Taoist priests in the audience and shouting.

The ghost energy used by Taoist priests is cultivated by Buddhism, and the ghost energy is restrained by Buddhism. Even if the ghost energy is strong, it will be greatly reduced when it is suppressed by Buddhism.

"Did I say you..."

(End of this chapter)