Chapter 882 Destiny

After seeing how easily Hui Neng used his magic to push out magical powers, transform into nothingness, and easily pass through the defense lines set up by himself and others, Fang Xing's heart immediately sank. He pushed his own Taoist skills, this What an amazingly talented and beautiful person can do this? Even I have countless opportunities and many fortunes, but until now, I have not even perfected the great millstone of heaven and earth. And this black-clothed Buddha, Huineng, has his own cultivation. Until now, without even taking a cup of tea, he has actually realized his own method and become his own way?

Why, such an opponent makes everyone despair!

Since embarking on the path of spiritual practice, the feeling of powerlessness that had not appeared for a long time appeared in Fang Xing's heart again.

And precisely because Hui Neng easily passed through the defense line and set foot on the ancient road, Fang Xing and his party did not actually fight with the Pure Land monks. There was no point in taking action at this time. If Hui Neng could not be stopped, they would all be killed. There is no point in using the Pure Land monks, not to mention that the Pure Land monks are not extraordinary after all. If they really fight, it will only be a lose-lose situation, and their chances of winning are not very high!

"Don't worry, the little monk has taken too many advantages and still has a chance of winning!"

At this juncture, Li Hongyi came over and comforted him in a low voice: "I have heard about his story. He was in danger of death, but you helped him seize a chance and even gave him such a huge opportunity." The advantage has been exhausted..."

"Yes...yes...there is still a chance..."

Fang Xing's lips trembled as he murmured to himself and looked towards the ancient temple.

In the ancient temple, there are many Zen opportunities and countless passes. At this time, the young monk Shenxiu has already passed thirteen passes in a row. He is only a hundred feet away from the end of the ancient road, and Huineng has just reached the entrance of the ancient temple hall. That's all...

He was unwilling to admit defeat, and he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart!

On this road, Shenxiu had the upper hand. Even if his Buddhist teachings were weaker than Huineng's, he should still have a good chance of winning, right?

"The road to becoming a Buddha, the opportunity to debate for ten generations..."

Huineng was standing in front of the ancient temple hall. He looked up and murmured to himself, but seemed to be in no hurry to enter.

There seemed to be a trace of doubt on his face: "The ancient temple of Jingyin has not appeared for thousands of years, and has been hiding in the broken world of the Demon Abyss. What is it for? Could it be that somewhere in the dark? Are you waiting for Junior Brother Shenxiu and me?"

"Or is this the real tenth generation debate machine?"

Huineng lowered his head and muttered to himself, then turned to look at Fang Xing: "Is it possible that your disturbance is also destined to happen somehow? It seems to make things a mess, but in fact, it becomes a big hand in promoting the arrival of true Buddhahood. , this...is the merit you get from the blessings of Buddhism?"

Huineng said, shaking his head slightly, smiling faintly, and stepped into the main hall of the ancient temple.

"If you want to have a peaceful body, you must have a free mind!"

In front of Hui Neng, the phantom in the void changed, and a skeleton monk who was sitting under a dry bodhi tree and meditating appeared. Deep in his eyes, ghost fire was dim, his chin opened and closed, and he made a sound. This was the time to become a Buddha. The first pass on the road.

"If you come, if you want to enter this hall, please answer my question: What is a Buddha?"

Huineng waved his big sleeves slightly and said calmly: "The Buddha is the Buddha. Why are you asking? Retreat!"

Facing this first hurdle on the road to becoming a Buddha, he shouted loudly and waved his sleeves, telling the skeleton monk to move away.

And when he opened his mouth, the Buddha aura swelled all over his body, like a newborn scorching sun, and the endless Buddha light spread out. Even the monster corpses that had been surrounded by people in front of the hall were frightened and stepped back a few steps. The skeletal monk in the phantom was speechless at this time. The will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes stared at Huineng. After a while, the phantom dissipated and disappeared.

"How can this be?"

Wang Qiong cried out, his face full of disbelief.

She had heard Li Ying say that they had all passed the level before, and it was very easy to pass the first level. However, when God passed the level, he had to argue with the skeleton monk for a long time before he could pass it. Li Hongyi analyzed, That's because Shenxiu's Dharma is higher than theirs, and he has touched the true meaning of Buddhism in the skeleton monk's heart. That's why he argued for so long. According to logic, even if Huineng shouldn't have spent more time than Shenxiu, he should have argued a few words. , but why did he dispel the phantom with just one word, faster than Li Hongyi and others?

"Does that mean that his Dharma is higher than everyone's imagination?"

Li Hongyi murmured to herself, looking at Fang Xing with a hint of worry in her eyes.

At this time, Fang Xing was looking intently at the back of the Buddhist disciple Huineng in black, his eyes fierce and vaguely terrifying.

"Come, please answer my question. All living beings are born with Buddha nature. Why can't everyone become a Buddha?"

In front of Huineng, a Bodhisattva sitting on a white lotus, with white clothes stained with blood, had appeared, asking in a low voice.

"If people in the world are stupid, ignorant, persistent, and unable to let go, what kind of Buddha will they become?"

"How to get through it?"

Huineng strode forward and replied: "I seek to achieve the fruit of tranquility on my own, and if people in the world learn from me, they will overcome it themselves!"

After passing the second level, Huineng continued to stride forward, and his steps seemed to have never stopped at all.

In front of him, illusions kept appearing, all of which were obstacles on the road to becoming a Buddha. They were meditation opportunities that asked him about the Dharma in his heart.

But unlike Shenxiu, who went through each level slowly and difficultly, arguing for a long time, Huineng passed the level extremely quickly. No matter what kind of illusion appeared, and asked about its Buddhist meaning, he would break it down with one word. Wherever he passed, all illusions were gone. Broken, smooth journey...

Fang Xing's heart sank, and the hand holding the knife seemed a little weak.

It wasn't until this moment that he truly intuitively felt the height of Huineng's Dharma...

He is worthy of being the sweeping monk who won the favor of the Buddha after just one visit thousands of years ago, because he already gained the supreme Buddha’s meaning!

Fang Xing had always forced Shenxiu to fight with him, but it was not until this moment that he realized where the pressure was on Shenxiu. He was facing an opponent who was familiar with the supreme Dharma. The opponent's Tao was originally That's right, the Dharma is high. Fighting with him is like sticking to your own Dharma and understanding your own way with persistence, but what you are facing is a losing outcome...

But, Fang Xing didn’t understand...

"If you win, you win. Why don't you take my junior brother's life?"

"If it's destiny, then how can my junior brother Shenxiu offend you?"

He was unwilling to give in, his eyes were red, his hands were trembling, and his murderous intent was rising.

But he is helpless, powerless, and unable to change!

He has done too much, but this ending still appeared in front of him!

"Haha, evildoer, you are so brave and do not overestimate your own capabilities. Do you really think that you can turn things around and prevent the advent of Buddhahood with your own strength? It's a joke, it's a joke. It's just a mantis trying to block the car! Now the Buddha has embarked on the road to becoming a Buddha. His attainments in Buddhism are just a matter of turning his palms over this path. When he catches up with the young monk, he will become a disciple of the true Buddha. When he completes this path, he will become a Buddha and become an ancestor, and the Buddhist sect will flourish. And you, all your hard work has been in vain, not to mention that no one can be saved in the end, and you have gained endless karma for yourself..."

Bei Mingxiao and others saw Hui Neng easily entering the path of becoming a Buddha, running through it as fast as a broken bamboo, and they shouted in ecstasy.

And Fang Xing's heart sank to the bottom!

The palms of my hands could not help but tremble. Damn it, I have done so much, but nothing has changed in the end?

"So what if he wins?"

Fang Xing shouted sternly and looked at Bei Mingxiao fiercely: "I will kill you to vent my anger!"

"you……"

Beiming Xiao felt a chill in his heart, and after a long time he shouted angrily: "Having a son like you is a shame to my Beiming family, I will clean up the family!"

"Fellow Taoist, the cause and condition have been determined long ago, so why should we cling to it?"

At this time, Buddha Yin, the protector monk of Bian'an Temple, finally spoke calmly. There was no trace of anger in his voice, and even his eyes calmed down: "You are my Buddhist protector Vajra. This status is true and no one can deny it. , even if it is different from our Buddhist principles, it is still a dispute within our Buddhist sect. Now that Buddhahood is about to come, no one can change the result, so why should we still keep it in mind? Buddhahood is coming, and Buddhism is about to flourish. It is the time to employ people. If your talents belong to our Buddhist school, you may not be able to achieve the fruit of Bodhi..."

These words shocked the Pure Land cultivators and even a bunch of friends of Fang Xing.

It seems that the two have reached the extreme point of tit-for-tat, but this Buddha seal unexpectedly showed his intention to solicit.

But think about it, if Buddhism were to flourish, it would really need manpower, and no one could ignore Fang Xing's ability.

Moreover, Foyin's statement can be considered sincere, but it is vague, and there is also a kind of victor's magnanimity and tolerance...

Fang Xing, on the other hand, was the most unbearable to endure this feeling. He looked at Foyin with cold eyes: "Smelly monk, if my junior brother Shenxiu dies, the only thing I will do with you Buddhists is to slaughter you to death. clean……"

"Could it be that you really want to become a demon and become an enemy of my Buddhist sect?"

Foyin also felt a touch of anger, and shouted angrily as if he hated iron.

"Not necessarily, because I haven't given up yet!"

Fang Xing glared at Foyin with a dark look, and said in a deep voice: "That person inside is my junior brother, the fourth master of my calamity, and I am covering him. As long as I don't admit defeat, he will come again." How could you lose?"

"Haha, what a tough-talking, stubborn person!"

Beiming Xiao spoke solemnly and shouted in a low voice, but there was a hint of relaxation in his eyes. Just now Foyin said that he wanted to recruit Fang Xing, which really scared him. In the Beiming tribe, he didn't expect anyone to be stronger than him. The appearance of a disciple who is more famous than him, has higher merits than him, and has become the Dharma Protector Vajra earlier than him. That will be a fatal threat to his status as the Son of God, and he must guard against it!

At this time, Fang Xing was completely oblivious to his cynicism. His expression was serious and he looked around fiercely, as if he was thinking about an undecidable question. But later, he looked at Daocheng. On the Buddha's Road, he saw Huineng, the Buddhist disciple in black, who was quickly closing the distance with Shenxiu. He finally made a firm decision and suddenly turned his head to look at his friends.

"You guys wait here, Jin Liuzi, Son'er, follow me..."

He strode towards the west of the ancient temple with firm steps and fierce eyes.

Dajinwu and Wusang'er were slightly startled, but immediately followed them, their eyes puzzled but not verbose.

"I don't accept the fact that there is a destiny, but I don't accept it..."

Fang Xing's eyes almost burst out with fire, and there was a hint of madness that made people palpitate!

"Since you are playing so hard, then I will play harder with you..."