Chapter 1747 Can This Be Converted?

boom!

After smashing the machete, the punch continued unabated, and landed on the big man, sending him flying.

Kakarot was startled.

In front of the golden light mirror, the old monks who were waiting for Xu Que to show the Dharma were also shocked.

This is... what the hell?

Use Dharma to comprehend each other! What the hell is this direct violent persuasion!

What about the Buddhism you have practiced for many years?

You are a monk, you should figure it out!

"No, no, it shouldn't be!" An old monk reacted and said anxiously, "Didn't he have his cultivation banned? How could he shatter the machete with one punch?"

Those who practice Buddhism are mostly weak physically. Even if there are Buddhists who specialize in practicing Vajra Arhat, their strong bodies come from their cultivation.

Therefore, banning their cultivation is equivalent to making them mortals.

How could a mortal smash a machete with his fist?

"Could it be that there is 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 there is a problem. This is the rule set by the ancient Buddha.

"That's right, it's probably because the Buddha's child has been tried and passed on for many years, and his strength has weakened."

"It should be so, that's why he was allowed to retain a little bit of cultivation."

"It seems that we have been asleep for too long, so we haven't been able to repair it in time. We must pay attention to it in the future."

The old monks discussed in low voices, reflecting on themselves.

After a while, the old monk who went for maintenance returned to the crowd.

"How is it? Is there something wrong with the forbidden formation?"

"Is it fixed?"

Several old monks asked quickly.

The old monk who went to check it said with a strange expression, "I checked everything... everything is intact, without any omissions."

"..."

Everyone fell silent immediately.

After a long while, an old monk said quietly: "So, this practitioner...is he a Buddhist cultivator who cultivates the physical body? Or, that's his understanding of Buddhism?"

A Buddhist practitioner's understanding of the Dharma will be reflected in his own cultivation.

For example, the salvation of sentient beings obtained by Xu Que before is the most famous magic trick in Buddhism.

Fighting all depends on one mouth, using my reasoning to convince you.

In Buddhism, most of the magic principles 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: "My benefactor, do you feel that your admiration for Buddhism has deepened?"

The brawny man was dizzy at this moment, and immediately jumped up when he heard the words, cursing angrily: "Deepen Nima..."

Xu Que didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and raised his fist directly to punch.

boom!

The strong man was knocked to the ground again, and even the big tree behind him trembled twice.

"Benefactor, do you feel that Buddhism is calling you?"

"No!"

boom!

"Benefactor, are you willing to believe in Buddhism now?"

"Trust your mother!"

boom!

"donor……"

Kakarot's face turned pale as he watched from the side, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Oh my god... Isn't my master a great virtue of Buddhism?

Why so violent?

Are Buddhist cultivators taking this path now?

After experiencing Xu Que's countless times of hammering, the strong man got up again, his face was full of anger, and his teeth were clenched.

Xu Que still had that smiling face: "Benefactor, do you feel the call of Buddhism now?"

Kakarot on the side showed a vigilant face, and already had a stick in his hand.

As Xu Que's eldest disciple, he is obliged to ensure the safety of the other party.

The strong man took a deep breath, fell to his knees with a "plop", folded his hands together, raised his head above his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Master, for saving me. I suddenly felt the inspiration of the Buddha, and begged the Master to help me become a Buddha."

Kakarot: "..."

All the old monks: "..."

Is this okay?

Convincing people with fists? !

Xu Que nodded and said with satisfaction: "In that case, the poor monk will save you to become a Buddha!"

After finishing speaking, he squatted slightly, clenched his fists tightly, and punched the big man hard.

The big man didn't say a word, and fell down limply, as if he had no sound.

Kakarot's entire monkey went dumb.

Buddhist disciples killed?

Is this really called a Buddhist disciple? !

"Master...he wants you to save him to become a Buddha, not to kill him..." Kakarot whispered.

Xu Que took out the shovel from the system, and said confidently: "Yes, wouldn't it be okay if I send him to the west to see the Buddha? Stop talking nonsense, come and help me dig a hole and bury him."

"Isn't that good... OK, OK, I'll dig it for you. Master, please put down the Zen stick first."

"This is a good student who is a teacher."

One person and one monkey started digging pits and burying corpses in the forest. This scene was extremely weird.

Halfway through the digging, Kakarot finally couldn't help it, and asked, "Master, he just robbed a fortune, and the crime doesn't deserve death."

Xu Que put down the hoe, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you think I did something wrong?"

"We are monks, shouldn't we be compassionate?" Kakarot said cautiously.

Xu Que nodded and continued digging: "You're right. If that's the case, then I'll say that you killed these people from now on."

Kakarot: "..."

"You are the number one bodyguard of the master. When you go out in the future, when you talk about it, you will think of Kakarot holding two watermelon knives and hacking all the way from Nantianmen to Lingxiao Palace. There are countless souls under him. Yes. Isn't it very majestic?"

"Master...how about you let me go back to the Five Elements Mountain and continue to be oppressed."

"Dig now!"

"Ah! Don't take out the Zen staff!"

In front of the golden light mirror, several old monks looked at each other.

"Is this... a violation of the rules?" An old monk hesitated.

Although it is said that what was killed was a person in the realm of memory, not a real person, and this person will be reborn when the Buddha's trial is opened again in the future, but he has committed the crime of killing after all.

Everyone looked at each other, and the tall and thin old monk said in a deep voice: "In that case, let's end his trial first, bring him out, and ask him later."

"agree."

"agree."

At this moment, the fat old monk who was 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 scriptures: Book of Arhats.

He quickly turned to one of the pages, and found that a name called "Zhao Tiezhu" was gradually revealed on the page.

"This, is this the name of the black and strong man just now?"

"Why is it in this book of Arhats? Isn't it only those who have been enlightened by me can be listed in the Book of Arhats?"

The fat old monk held up the arhat book in disbelief, and murmured, "According to what that monk friend said...he really turned this man into a Buddha..."