Chapter 218

God has mercy on him. Su Yuanzhi has been busy all his life, but he is only at the seventh level.

He climbed up by stepping on the corpses of countless people. In the process, he offended all the officials of the Han Dynasty.

From the court to the local government, it can be said that no one hates him except the emperor.

Even so, to this day, he is only at the seventh level.

How old is Shen Wuming?

When he killed his way through the court, Shen Wuming was not even born.

What happened now?

His cultivation is not inferior to his, and in terms of the number of methods, he is two streets ahead of him.

In the battle just now, he has used the things of Confucianism, Mohism and Buddhism.

But when he started just now, Su Yuanzhi had already noticed the power fluctuations in his body.

In addition to these three schools, there are some other things.

"What else can I advise you about your current cultivation?"

Su Yuanzhi's face was dark, and he was obviously a little angry and embarrassed. After all, his face was lost.

Originally, he wanted to help Shen Wuming find out the gaps.

After all, he is his grandson-in-law!

He can even be said to be the only bloodline of the Dongcheng Marquisate, and there is only one male in the third generation.

He can't let Shen Wuming lose face in the imperial examination.

But now...

Fortunately, Su Yuanzhi is not a petty person. After saying this, his face eased.

"I'm not talking in anger. I really don't have any advice on your ability."

Su Yuanzhi shook his head, "I'm old after all, and I can't compare with you young people."

A few years ago, when Su Letian broke through to the seventh level, he was quite emotional.

But he is a son after all!

The waves behind push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach!

Although it is somewhat embarrassing, after all, it can be regarded as the successor of the Dongcheng Marquisate.

But now it's different, even his grandson is not as good as him...

Shen Wuming laughed, "It's just a coincidence!"

"Even if my cultivation level has increased, I haven't experienced a few actual battles!"

"If we really fight, you can beat me to death with your experience."

"Uncle just beat me up, I just beat him up with a deliberate plan."

Shen Wuming said this, a little modest, and praised Su Yuanzhi not lightly.

Su Yuanzhi's face was slightly happy.

But Su Letian on the side shook his head, "Deliberate plan, you are modest."

"I don't practice the hundred schools of thought, I always catch others off guard."

"You can deal with it, which is far better than others, not to mention calculating me."

Speaking of this, Shen Wuming became interested and asked about his practice method.

Su Letian didn't hide it.

"Do you know Buddhism?" Su Letian asked instead of answering.

Shen Wuming nodded.

Let alone the White Horse Temple, he had some dealings with Beichan Temple, Nanchan Temple and Xiangguo Temple.

"But I can confirm that the method you just used, uncle, is definitely not from Buddhism!"

"It's not." Su Letian said, "But it still has some origins with Buddhism."

"There was actually a native religion in the place where the Buddha Sakyamuni was born."

"It's called Brahmanism!"

"And in the process of Buddhist preaching, there were endless struggles with Brahmanism."

"In the end, Brahmanism was one step behind and was suppressed, annihilated, or subdued by the Buddha!"

"For example, the eight heavenly dragons of Buddhism, most of them came from the strong who surrendered from Brahmanism!"

"And after the fall of Brahmanism, the inheritance was scattered, and I got one of them."

So that's it!

Shen Wuming recalled the method Su Letian had just used, which was very different from the various schools of thought.

But it was indeed somewhat similar to Buddhism.

It was clearly a monster with three heads and six arms, and it was carrying a demonic aura, but it didn't look evil.

On the contrary, it had a sacred feeling.

It was similar to the Tantric Buddhism, or those angry Vajra.

"This method is rare. I have been practicing until now, but I have never encountered it!"

Shen Wuming sighed, and then he really became interested and pulled Su Letian to discuss it.

Su Letian was very open-minded and said everything he knew, which made Su Yuanzhi's face look unhappy.

Back then, he didn't want Su Letian to practice this pagan method.

But Su Letian was a stubborn person. It would be fine if he insisted on practicing it, but now even his grandson was interested in it.

"Okay, okay, what's a Brahman? Even the Buddhist bald donkey can't compare to him."

"What's more, you are practicing Mohism and Confucianism so fast now!"

"Why are you studying Brahmanism when you are full?"

"If you have that time, you might as well read two Confucian classics!"

Su Letian interrupted them and was about to say something, but suddenly frowned and looked away.

Shen Wuming and Su Letian were also thinking about something, and looked at a big tree outside the yard at the same time.

"Friend, since you are here, please show yourself. It's not the behavior of a gentleman to sneak around."

Su Yuanzhi said in a low voice.

At the same time, the demonic energy around Su Letian flourished again, and began to evolve into a three-headed and six-armed Dharma image.

"Amitabha!"

A clear female voice sounded, the voice was extremely faint, like clouds and mist.

It was hard to hear clearly!

But when it fell into the ears, it inexplicably brought a sense of sacredness.

Just like the Brahman that Su Letian used just now, but it is definitely not the same flavor.

The three of them are all powerful warriors in the seventh realm, so they can naturally distinguish right from wrong at this time.

Especially Shen Wuming felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had met Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

As expected.

As the voice sounded, a female figure in white monk's robes had already stepped into the air.

There was clearly nothing under her bare feet, only a pair of white and tender jade feet.

But at this time, it seemed as if there was no gravity between heaven and earth, and she stepped into the air with a compassionate expression.

The beautiful cheeks were like jade carvings, white as milk, and delicate as the work of gods.

But even so, there was no desire in everyone's hearts, but it was like seeing a bodhisattva.

There was only holiness, no desire!

"Minghui pays homage to the Buddha!"

The woman stepped into the air, suspended three feet in front of Shen Wuming, and then slowly landed.

The white jade feet stepped on the ruins, and she didn't care at all.

At this time, he was very respectful, kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times to Shen Wuming, and his words were full of respect.

Su Letian and Su Yuanzhi were stunned at first, and then their eyes were locked on Shen Wuming.

No, buddy?

Aren't you a Confucianist? When did you become a Buddhist?

Especially Su Yuanzhi, he was even more nervous. This is not a grandson, this is a grandson-in-law!

How did you suddenly become a Buddhist?

According to the rules of Buddhism, if you are not allowed to marry, will you have to divorce your granddaughter in two days?

"Get up quickly, get up quickly."

Shen Wuming hurriedly stepped forward to help the woman up, "Who are you?"

"My master is Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. This time Minghui was ordered to come here to protect the Buddhist son."

"If the Buddhist son has any other instructions, no matter what it is, Minghui will do it one by one."

The woman looked calm, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and looked at Su Yuanzhi and the others.

"Meet the Marquis of Dongcheng, meet the general!"