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Chapter 75 The bald donkey came to the door, and the first to fight! 【Seeking support for collection】(13)

"Benefactor, is there anyone who can extend the Taoism? If not, the poor monk thinks it is better to die as soon as possible. This is also the destiny."

The old monk was wearing a Buddhist cassock and holding a golden Nine-Buddha Zen staff, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and one hand on his chest as a gesture of courtesy.

Especially the empty eyes of the other party, thinking that he has broken the way of heaven, has insight into the secrets of heaven, and possesses the strongest wisdom in the world!
Tian Yanzi frowned tightly, "You, a person from a foreign land, intervene in our Taoist sect, what is your intention?"

"No, no, preaching is the great cause of Buddhism. It is also a major event in the world. How can we separate you and me? Where did you come from?" From behind the head old monk, a young monk walked out.

Looking at his handsome face, there is a red mole between his forehead, his bald head and round brain, his luck is extraordinary, he looks like a master!
"It's really nonsense, if there is no distinction between you and me in the world, wouldn't it mean that the government is disordered, the ethics and laws are confused, and it is the biggest difference in the world," Tian Xizi was furious, and the other party obviously came to argue.

But now that the Taoist sect is in decline, there are still a few juniors who can be born to fight!
It's not that Taoism is inferior to Buddhism, the key is that the juniors inside are all ordinary people without exception, and there is really no Taoist embryo that can comprehend Taoism.

I can't swallow this resentment!
And the Buddhist disciple in front of him has followed his elders to come here again and again, looking for the Taoist juniors, wanting to debate the universe and see who has the highest Taoism.

Obviously, the other party came with hostility, and also thought that there was something wrong with the Taoist method!
"Ask you again, there is no distinction between you and me in this world. Doesn't it mean that the wives and concubines in the family, and the wealth and food in the family can be exchanged at will?"

Tian Yanzi became warm and angry, and his tone was quite loud.

"That's wrong. Everything in the world is equal. How can there be distinctions between high and low? How can there be distinctions between poor and rich?" The old monk smiled wryly and shook his head, mocking the sarcasm.

Thousands of enlightened monks behind him laughed in unison, hearty!
There are only a few dozen Taoists behind Tian Yanzi, and their strength is also insufficient. The highest one is at the fifth level of Dragon Transformation Realm.

"Laughing, laughing, the world is unequal, but you say it is equal," the cynic snorted coldly, his face not angry, "the world is equal? ​​Then let me ask you, why are the weak monks killed and no one shouted?" Injustice. Why did the supreme family kill people and never get revenge? Why do all kinds of people in the world insist on the strong and treat the weak? Why do you fight for the spiritual fruit, and even take out the Buddha's vajra, the Buddhist weapon! Selling dog meat with a sheep's head? Empty talk, empty talk..."

"Hahaha," the old monk laughed even more, "Ignorance, ignorance, all the things the benefactor said is precisely because these people lack my Buddhist theory. If everyone is a Buddha, why are these endless troubles?"

"Why is there endless trouble?" Tian Xizi was dumbfounded, "Why is there endless trouble, a good one, why is there endless trouble. Buddhism insists on not fighting for the world, but speaking out is better than fighting for the world!"

"The benefactor should not be entangled any longer. It is God's will to be lonely in the Taoist sect. Now it is necessary to promote the Buddhadharma and the way of reverence."

The little monk clasped his hands together, his face was neither cold nor angry, "Otherwise, the noble way will send someone to debate the way, let's compete."

"This is the son of the Bright Mirror Buddha under my Great Leiyin Temple. Now he has stepped into the third level of transformation into a dragon. He is born to blend with Buddhism. In the future, he will surely expand the Buddha's way and be immortal," the old monk finished his introduction and took three steps back.

Tian Yanzi and others have nothing to say, how can they defeat the enemy if they don't show real materials?
The opponent has come here many times, counting the scale this time is huge, it is bound to compete for the high ground!
"Who said that there is no way to talk about people?"

The rough and wild echo bursts, resounding through the clouds.

Everyone followed the sound transmission and saw a fat and big old dog with dark fur standing on the top of the door.

Tian Yanzi and the others looked at each other, not knowing Yunyun!

One of the monks laughed and claimed that the other party had sent a dog to put on airs.

"Although the Taoist sect is in decline, the benefactor doesn't need to play tricks on us." The monk Mingjing shook his head, his expression still aloof, as if there was nothing in the world that could affect his sanity, "I'm afraid it would be disrespectful for a dog full of nonsense to talk about the Tao. "

"It's not that we look down on him, but how can we discuss the Tao with the Buddha without Taoism?" The old monk sighed, "It seems that there is really no one in the Taoist school."

"Bah," Heihuang spat, "Put your grandpa on the bum, this emperor is the Ninety-Five Supreme Being, and he is the one who follows Wushi Great Emperor and laughs proudly at all borders. How much do you, bald donkeys understand?"

The Great Emperor Wushi was originally a Taoist body, and the Taoist body naturally followed the Taoist law. When the Black Emperor saw this group of monks, he naturally remembered all the things in the past, and this is the reason for his current unhappiness!
Great Emperor Wushi, this name made everyone's hearts sink, and they were really frightened.

After a while, everyone came back to their senses.

"You are a naughty dog, you speak freely, even the Great Emperor Wu Shi dared to blaspheme, falsely claiming to be a follower, you should be punished," Ming Jing raised his palm and struck, the golden palm print lifted off the ground, and went towards the face of the Black Emperor.

"Wang," the Black Emperor's strength has never recovered, and he can only subconsciously dodge if he is no match for the opponent, "I don't know the severity, Xiao Xiao. If the Emperor is not injured, I can crush you to death with one finger."

Seeing the black emperor dodging the golden palm print, Ming Jing cuffed wind, "How dare you talk nonsense! Eat my Buddhist vajra palm."

The Black Emperor's strength was weak, and he was about to ring the bell to hold it hard, "Ah... I'm aggrieved, if the Great Emperor Wushi is here, you and I will all be fans."

"The Daoist is here, who will make noise?" Donghua threw the spell like a jelly bean, and dozens of spells were thrown out, not only shattering the Vajra palm print, but also attacking the little monk in the mirror.

"Prajna Bama Kong," Ming Jing uttered *, this is the secret mantra of Buddhism for subduing demons.

The other party has also learned it, and it can be seen that he is indeed a rare Buddhist disciple in a thousand years!

* The word Buddha seal knocked away the messy charms, and pressed down on the top of Donghua's head.

"Amitabha, the Taoist leader will enter reincarnation," Ming Jing thumped the corners of his eyes slightly, as if a little sad.

"You laugh so hard, how dare you curse me?" Donghua drew a talisman like flowing clouds and flowing water, "The four elephants and beasts, the Suzaku from the position, with the seal of the supernatant, lead to the flames of Li, the Supreme Daoist is in a hurry like a law. "

"Will!"

A fire rain Suzaku appeared from the spell, and the real fire of Samadhi that he wore could burn all things.

The Suzaku screamed, and all races surrendered. Looking around the mountains, forests and countryside, there was silence.

"boom."

The terrifying flames formed a vortex, dyeing half of the sky red, and finally collided with the * Buddha seal and disintegrated together in the sky.

"Good, good," Ming Jing exhaled, as if he felt relieved because Donghua saved his life, "The benefactor is Taoist Qingtian?"

Donghua smiled lightly, and moved to the side of the stone steps to get out of the way, "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, there is another person, my disciple, undress and wash."

After saying that, Ming Jing saw a barefooted man with messy hair approaching. This man looked like the king of gods frowning all over the world, clean and innocent, fresh and refined.

Wearing the Cangyunhepao, coupled with the dreamy face of the other party, it is instantly admirable.

"You are, Taoist Lord?" Ming Jing said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)