Chapter 499 The Living Buddha Is Also Blown up, and Zuo Menchang Arrives

Everyone looked at Master Dehong. If Zhang Yi said it, then Master Dehong was evil?

Master Dehong didn't care about Zhang Yi's ridicule and the eyes of outsiders. They were just delusional thoughts. The enlightened monks never listened to any ideas and were as stubborn as donkeys, so monks were often called bald donkeys.

He watched Zhang Zhiwei reconcile with the difficult monk. The previous confrontation between Zhang Zhiwei and the leader of the Natural Sect was too brief, so short that no useful information could be obtained at all.

At this moment, the troubled monk looked at Zhang Zhiwei expressionlessly and said slowly:

"Amitabha, as soon as the little heavenly master arrived, he used his power to show off his power, bullied the weak, and hurt the leader of the natural sect. This behavior is really not heroic. I stood up not to embarrass anyone, but to stop you from using your own methods. Gao Qiang underestimates everyone in the world!"

"This bald donkey is really hypocritical. At this juncture, he still says some high-sounding words that are disgusting!" The head of the Lu family frowned.

"Although these words make people a little unhappy, they also make people find nothing wrong with them!" said the head of the Lu family.

"It's just human nature. After all, everyone wants to stand on the side of justice and accuse others from the moral high ground. In this case, do not follow the other person's words, otherwise you will be led by the nose and fall into absolute passivity! "

The head of the Wang family whispered that among the heads of the four major families, he was the best at this.

In the plot, among the thirty-six thieves, there is a third master of the secret painting sect named Dou Ruchang. He is an elder and has a high reputation in the world, but he was forced to commit suicide on the spot by his few words.

"How to break it?" asked the head of the Lu family.

The head of the Wang family didn't say anything. There really wasn't a good way to deal with this. After all, everyone was from a well-known and decent family and wanted to be proud.

"This old bald donkey is looking for trouble. Do we elders need to do anything? Just watching like this is not good!" Zhang Yi said.

"There's nothing wrong with it. The young eagle has to take off. Let him do it. We, the elders, should be responsible for taking care of everything!" Zhang Jingqing said.

On the court, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the troubled monk in front of him and slapped him without answering his question.

What high-sounding nonsense, he just pretended not to hear it. Since the other party wants to try it, then give it a try.

"Huhuhu..."

A strong wind blew against his face, and the air in the entire hall began to stir violently under Zhang Zhiwei's slap.

Some juniors whose cultivation level was not high enough, such as Bian Tong from the Natural Sect, were captured by the residual power, as if they had broken into the turbulence, their bodies were unstable and they had difficulty breathing.

He quickly used his energy to stabilize himself, and used his hands to protect his master who was paralyzed on the chair. His eyes were fixed on the field, and he didn't even notice that his master had transformed into a physicist again.

In his eyes, Zhang Zhiwei was like a giant god. This slap had the power to break up a mountain, carrying a rumbling sonic boom, as if the sky was collapsing, crushing him away.

The stranger's instinct told Bian Tong at this moment that this slap was the pinnacle of strength that would be insurmountable in his life.

As the abbot of Qinglong Temple, Monk Liaonan was naturally a top expert. From Zhang Zhiwei's slap, he felt a strong sense of danger.

Although he was a little reluctant, he had to admit that this young boy was enough to bring him fatal danger.

He didn't dare to be too big, so he immediately tried his best and roared loudly.

I saw that his already strong body swelled again, reaching the point where he was comparable to Zhang Zhiwei's figure, and his muscles were as big as a block. Reflecting the cold hard metallic luster of bronze.

In trouble, he raised his two forearms, crossed them across his chest, made a defensive posture, and received a slap from Zhang Zhiwei.

There was only a loud "bang" sound, the air was torn apart, the sound was like a supersonic fighter jet, and the air shock waves surged around like ocean waves.

The hair of the people watching around was pushed back, and some of their faces were deformed by the blow, trembling like waves.

"Kakaka..."

The solid ground under his feet collapsed and exploded, but he did not collapse.

He crossed his arms to protect the Heavenly Spirit Cap above his head, revealing a pair of old and turbid pupils that were extremely inconsistent with his strong body. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, staring at Zhang Zhiwei.

In trouble, he forcefully caught Zhang Zhiwei's slap.

At this moment, the big tendons all over his body were bulging, spreading out like earthworms. His whole body was blue and black, his muscle fibers were stringy, and his face was full of ferocious terror. He no longer looked like the previous monk, but instead looked like a ghost.

"What a heavy slap. Is this a move similar to the big hand seal, or is it some kind of horizontal training method?" Someone said with a surprised look.

"No," some people with strong eyesight said: "I didn't feel the slightest flow of Qi from this slap from the Little Heavenly Master. This shows that he didn't use any means just now, but relied on pure fate. strength."

"It's not just him, Master Nan is also in trouble. Although his body suddenly grew bigger just now, and it looks like he used horizontal training methods, in fact he didn't use it because there was no obvious flow of Qi Qi. It's really Incredible means!"

At this time, someone explained: "This should be a skill of destiny. As for why it shows the effect of horizontal training to protect the body, it should be a use of the physical body. After ordinary people exercise, their muscles will become congested and enlarged. Not to mention those strangers who have both lives and souls."

"If they can completely master themselves, they can stir up blood and let their bones and muscles be filled with blood, thereby fully exerting the power of the physical body. This is a seemingly simple, but extremely difficult and extremely advanced application. According to legend, This is the reason why the Taoist Dharma protectors and the Buddhist Bodhisattvas have ferocious and terrifying angry looks.”

Someone said in surprise: "Did you say that Nan is a Bodhisattva-level figure?"

"No, he is still far from reaching it, but even so, the strength of the trouble is terrifying, but the strength of the little heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei is even more terrifying. To be honest, I regret that I went to the dragon with the mentality of watching a show. Hushan, this seems like a journey into muddy water.”

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Everyone was talking a lot, but at this moment, Zhang Zhiwei's big hands were pressed on the arms that were difficult to lift, and he slowly pressed down.

After struggling to resist, the already broken ground squeezed and collapsed on both sides again, and fragments like stray bullets popped out.

During this process, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Nan's old eyes, exhaled and asked:

"A Tantric Living Buddha?"

A trace of surprise flashed across the troubled old eyes, but he did not answer. It was not because he was unwilling, but because he was unable. Wrestling is all about building up the energy in one go, then weakening, and finally exhausting it in three attempts. If he opened his mouth to speak, that energy would It was so bad that he had to be slapped away by Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei got the answer from the change in the troubled monk's eyes, and was a little surprised. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect to actually meet him.

Tantra is a very special existence among the eight sects of Buddhism. Among the eight sects of Buddhism, the other seven sects are collectively called Sutra. The opposite of Sutra is Tantra. You can imagine how special it is.

Speaking of Tantric Buddhism, many people have some impressions, because in many movies and TV dramas, Tantric Buddhism usually plays a villain role, and the monks who appear are reckless men like Jinlun Dharma King and Jiumozhi, so that they have become a stereotype. .

But in fact, this is indeed the style of Tantric Buddhism. Like other Buddhist schools, although they all practice dual cultivation of life and life, they have a different focus. What they pursue is the emptiness of the five aggregates, the emptiness of the four elements, alaya consciousness, etc.

Their essence is similar to that of Quanzhen Chuyang Shenyi, so they focus more on sexual practice.

But Tantric Buddhism is different. What they pursue is to view oneself as a Buddha, which is somewhat like the path of inner saint and outer king that Zhang Zhiwei is currently taking.

Compared with ordinary monks, their physical bodies are much stronger. This strength comes from the inside out and is not supported by means such as golden bells, iron shirts, and indestructible bodies.

Therefore, he was able to expand his body in a large circle without using any magic. They called this the cultivation of the physical body.

Since it is similar to Zhang Zhiwei's path of cultivation, it is definitely not feasible to cultivate one's life alone. The requirements for sex are still very high. What they pursue is the dual perfection of the Dharma body and the physical body.

Since, furthermore, this road is destined to be difficult, so difficult that ordinary people will hardly achieve anything.

After all, people like Zhang Zhiwei are rare to see in a hundred years.

Therefore, Tantric Buddhism invented an important ritual to quickly improve sexual cultivation - Tantra, also called initiation.

It refers to the initiation and transmission of teachings from a guru to a practitioner, helping the practitioner gain a deeper understanding and experience, thereby quickly improving his or her cultivation. There are many specific contents of the ceremony, and there is no need to go into detail.

In addition to the initiation ceremony, there is also a reincarnation ceremony in Tantric Buddhism. Some old monks are very powerful but have not followed the path. Their time is approaching, but they are not willing to die like this.

They will use secret methods to reincarnate, transfer their spirituality to a new baby, and rebuild themselves.

Although this process is a bit like taking over one's body, it is not. Because taking over one's body will cause sex and life to be incompatible, but reincarnation will not.

It's just that most of the cultivation will be lost, and only a small part will be inherited. But it is this part, coupled with the understanding of Buddhist principles in the previous life, that they can climb higher.

But there is no end to the road to heaven. Some beings who cannot be holy will fall into a cycle, reincarnating life after life to accumulate themselves.

In Tantric Buddhism, you may only see a little lama, but in fact he is an old monster from hundreds of years ago.

Zhang Jingqing had talked about this before when he led Zhang Zhixiu to practice. Zhang Zhiwei curiously asked Zhang Jingqing if these monks continued to reincarnate and accumulate life after life, would they reach an extremely terrifying situation? realm?

Zhang Jingqing told Zhang Zhiwei that no, such monks are actually caught in the delusion of birth and death. Even if they are accumulating and making progress in every life, it gives them a way to go further and get closer to the great road. The illusion of proximity.

But if their obsession persists, no matter how many times they are reincarnated, it will be difficult for them to break through "ignorance" and go one step further.

It should be noted that if one's skill is high, then there is no end to it. What they think is progress is actually just standing still from another perspective.

Therefore, although such monks have strong perseverance, they are not noble. They cannot see through delusions and will never truly achieve the Tao. However, they cannot achieve the Tao, but they are reincarnated and struggling in the sea of ​​suffering. They are actually a kind of ascetic monks. That’s all.

The difficulty in front of him was such an existence, so he was able to take Zhang Zhiwei's slap, but he was slightly weak.

However, Zhang Zhiwei looked disappointed. Thinking of his master's description of this kind of monk that day, he said: "Empty and empty, the sick are delusional. Due to delusion, they not only confuse the nature of the void, but also return to it." If you are confused about where the real flower is born, you will have reincarnation and death!”

"You..." Li Nan was shocked and wanted to speak, but Zhang Zhiwei had no intention of talking to him. He pressed down hard with his palm, and Li Nan's pressure increased greatly. On the floor under his feet, more cracks spread like spider webs. Come on.

In order to prevent the war between the two sides from destroying the main hall, the blazing golden light spread out from Zhang Zhiwei's hands, like mercury leaking to the ground, coating the ground with a layer of golden light.

Luo Nan's muscles were all tangled, with veins all over his body, his face was green and his fangs were fierce, showing an angry look. He stood firmly on Zhang Zhiwei's golden light with both feet, making a clanging sound when he stepped on the golden light.

At the same time, eight golden lotus bones suddenly appeared around Guo Nan, and a rosette appeared under his feet. Eight arms appeared behind him, like spider legs, and came towards Zhang Zhiwei in a bear hug.

As a major Buddhist sect, Tantric Buddhism naturally not only has methods of life cultivation, but is also quite powerful in the development of techniques.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the method used by Liao Nan now was a real anger of King Kong, and everyone around him was shocked when he saw it.

Even Master Dehong, who had been shaking the beads in his hand, stopped and stared at the changes in the field.

I saw all eight arms behind Monk Nan performing Tantric Mahamudra, sometimes roaring like a lion, sometimes roaring like a dragon and an elephant. There were even sounds of surging tides coming from his body, and the momentum was rising.

But no matter how strong the attack was, Zhang Zhiwei's powerful golden slap still broke his arm.

"Clang!"

As the last golden arm exploded, all eight arms behind his back were destroyed. A trace of panic appeared on his angry face. He couldn't help but take a half step back, but in his pupils, a golden slap quickly enlarged. .

The slap contained lightning, mixed with the white gold light that filled the sky, completely engulfing him!

The blazing thunder exploded, and everyone watching the excitement couldn't help but shudder. Could it be that the monk was beaten to death by the little heavenly master? The other party was the abbot of Qinglong Temple. If he was beaten to death in Longhu Mountain, , it’s not easy to explain.

But soon, they realized that they were worrying too much. Zhang Zhiwei put his hand on Monk Nan's bald head.

The huge figure of the troubled monk was dwarfed by the pressure. His whole body was covered with fine thunder scorch marks. His knees were slightly bent and he almost fell to the ground.

But if you look carefully, you can find that Zhang Zhiwei's hand on Nan's head is actually grabbing his head and lifting him to prevent him from kneeling.

Zhang Jingqing witnessed the whole process and nodded secretly. He had made progress. He did not kneel down and crawl around after the difficult fight. Moreover, his control of the methods had become better.

"Huchi~huchi~"

He was panting heavily and shaking uncontrollably. Although he did not kneel down, in this situation, he had lost both face and dignity.

In all his reincarnations, had he ever suffered such shame and humiliation? But the matter has come to this, and if you stay any longer, you will only be humiliating yourself.

He shouted loudly when he was in trouble, became angry with shame, panted like a mad bull, smashed the wall of the hall with one head, and ran down the mountain.

On the way, he met two climbers, one big and one small, dressed in white and with white hair.

The climber greeted him, but he ignored it and rushed past, but a big white hand surged from behind.

[Sorry, my schedule has been a bit chaotic recently, and there are a lot of things to do in my main business. The update time is a bit irregular. After this period of time, I will actively adjust it. In short, thank you readers for your support! ! 】