Chapter 1903 Buddha Holding Flowers

Standing in front of the touchstone, Han Sen had many thoughts flashing through his mind.

Wuhua's Nianhua refers to artistic conception, which is not as good as a real king, but compared to ordinary young nobles, it is much stronger.

Yadao Saber Intent is naturally much stronger than Wuhua, but Han Sen can't use it. If you write out Yadao's Saber Intent, it will be easy to win Wuhua, but Yisha doesn't doubt that he has a ghost.

Even if you don't use the sword intent, Han Sen's sword intent is also not weak. It is easy to win Wuhua, but Isa has seen the sword intent before. Han Sen writes the sword intent, and the gold coins will be exposed immediately Regardless of his identity, Yisha will not let him go.

Fortunately, Han Sen had already planned it before. There is a record of twisting the flower finger in the "Infinite Sutra". Although Han Sen has never practiced it, he probably knows what kind of genetic technique it is.

The Buddhists basically know how to twist their fingers, which is enough to show that this is not a profound genetic technique. The reason why Wuhua's flower finger is so powerful is because of the blessing of Kurong artistic conception.

"Ancient Demon, as we said just now, let me see your ability and sincerity now." Han Sen sank into the Destiny Tower and said to the Ancient Demon.

The ancient demon smiled and said calmly, "As you wish."

After all, the ancient demon didn't get up, but still sat there cross-legged, just stretched out a finger and drew in the air.

The finger drawn by the ancient demon turned out to be the flower-picking finger of the Buddha, and it was different from the flower-picking finger that forcibly merged with the artistic conception of withering and prosperity. above the fingertips.

While drawing the ancient demon's fingerprints, Han Sen had a feeling of sympathy, as if he was connected with the ancient demon's thoughts, could feel his feelings, and be able to understand his enlightenment.

Almost in sync with the ancient demon's finger, Han Sen also stretched out his finger and pressed it on the touchstone, his every move was in sync with the ancient demon's.

It's just that the ancient demon is freehand, but Han Sen wrote on the touchstone.

"Hey, the flower finger, Han Sen seems to be using the flower finger?"

"It seems to be, how can he grasp the buddhist finger?"

"It's not uncommon to use the flower finger. In the Buddhist family, it can only be regarded as a popular gene technique, and there are many rumors. It is nothing surprising for foreigners to know how to use the flower finger. But Han Sen wanted to imitate the flowerless finger. Writing, it’s a bit taken for granted.”

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"One flower, one leaf, one world..." Han Sen ignored others' comments and continued to write.

boom!

The princes and nobles who were talking about it carefully looked at the words written by Han Sen, but their hearts trembled for a moment. Cold sweat instantly drenched the whole body. Not daring to move, he stared blankly at Han Sen's writing.

There is no boundless fallen trees that no flower refers to, and there is no threat of withering and death.

But seeing the words written by Han Sen, all creatures felt fear from the bottom of their hearts. The fear penetrated into the deepest part of their hearts, making it impossible for people to escape.

Looking at those words, it is like seeing a Buddha holding flowers and saying nothing, and there is a weird feeling of being seen through all kinds of people's hearts.

He was obviously smiling, but that smile was scarier than the devil.

The devil at least needs to lure creatures to degenerate, but this Buddha looks directly at the darkest side of his heart, making it impossible for people to hide his heart, as if the dirtiest, most evil, and humblest side of himself is nakedly presented.

In the face of death, as long as you have the courage and the ability to fight, even if you fail in the end, you can close your eyes calmly.

But now they feel that they don't even have the courage to raise their heads to look at the smiling Buddha in front of him. They just feel that their whole body is full of dirty sins, but there is nowhere to hide.

"Ah!" The young noble with weaker willpower screamed loudly, holding his head and closing his eyes, as if he was trying to escape from something.

Even those nobles like dukes and lords were all pale.

As strong as the Night River King, his face became more and more serious after reading Han Sen's words.

Including the Buddha King Jinghai, all the disciples and daughters of the Buddha had long been stunned, their hearts trembling beyond words.

"Pfft!" Suddenly, a young nobleman drew a knife and stabbed himself in the heart. Unable to bear the psychological pressure, he wanted to end his life.

"I didn't kill you...I didn't steal it...I didn't do it..." More young people screamed and turned around to run away, as if they were going crazy, still talking nonsense.

"Amitabha! Please don't write any more, Jushi Han. Wuhua lost this game." King Jinghai Buddha suddenly called out the Buddha's chant, which woke up many princes and nobles who were caught in the mood of picking flowers, and their faces turned pale. He was still in shock, as if he had just experienced the most terrifying nightmare.

Han Sen stopped his fingertips and slowly took them back. The Buddhist verses were only half written, but after ordinary princes and nobles woke up, they didn't even read the half-written Buddhist verses.

That kind of fear is indescribable, and people dare not face it.

"Buddha picked up flowers, reflecting all kinds of thoughts in the world. There is great terror in people's hearts. One thought is Buddha, and one thought is demon. It is very rare to be able to understand the true meaning of this. Layman Han was able to practice the meaning of holding flowers. At this point, we, the Buddhists, feel ashamed, I wonder where Layman Han learned how to pick up the flower finger?" Jinghai Buddha King looked at Han Sen in amazement, and asked complimentingly, the horror in his heart was unimaginable to outsiders.

There are many Buddhists who have practiced flower fingers, but there are really few who can really clearly express the artistic conception of flower fingers.

Compared with Wuhua's strong Jie Kurong, Han Sen is the real meaning of picking flowers. Since the creation of the Buddha finger, there are no more than five people who can reach this level.

Now Han Sen, a non-Buddhist baron, can practice the flower finger to such a level, it is simply unimaginable.

"Such a simple finger technique, Wuhua Fuzi demonstrated and explained it in detail. I just learned a little bit by the way. I felt that it was a bit difficult, so I changed it myself. The writing was not good, and the Buddha king laughed." Han Sen said with a smile.

As soon as Han Sen said this, all the Buddhists showed strange expressions, and the princes and nobles in the narrow moon almost vomited blood.

"By the way, I learned a little... and even revised it myself... the writing is not good..."

All the princes and nobles feel that they have lived in vain for so many years, can they still practice genetic techniques like this?

Yisha and the Moon King also looked at Han Sen with complex expressions, and Jinghai King was even more stunned. After a long while, he whispered a Buddha's name: "Amitabha... Han Layman is a born wise man, and my Buddhist family If there is a chance, if I have time to come to my Buddhist family in the future, I will wait to sweep the couch and listen to the Buddhist teachings of Han Layman."

An existence like King Jinghai Buddha said such words, which immediately caused an uproar in the whole month.

"Isn't it a bit too much!" Han Sen frowned slightly, the artistic conception of the ancient demon was much more powerful than he imagined, and even the king of the Buddha clan was impressed by it. 8)