Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World

Zhao Hai stood in front of a very remote small Buddhist temple. This small Buddhist temple was very small and made of wood. It didn't look very beautiful and even a little shabby. However, Zhao Hai now looked suspicious. Standing outside this small Buddhist hall, the door of this small Buddhist hall is open. Looking inside, you can see an old monk sitting cross-legged on a futon. In one of his hands, he holds a He is holding a wooden fish, and the other hand is holding an iron rod, which he is knocking one by one. In front of him, there is no Buddha statue, only a Buddha character. What Zhao Hai is looking at now is this Buddha character, this The word "Buddha" may have been written by this old monk. The word does not look very beautiful, but there is an artistic conception in this word. It is very different from the peaceful and peaceful artistic conception of the Buddha that Zhao Hai imagined. This Buddha The words looked murderous and domineering, which really surprised Zhao Hai.

He looked at the Buddha character for a long time and suddenly said: "What a Buddha character. It seems that in the master's mind, the Buddha looks like this. But I have never seen the Buddha look like this. Is the Buddha like this?" Shouldn't it be quiet, peaceful, compassionate, and able to save all sentient beings? Why does the Master's word "Buddha" seem so overbearing?"

"Buddha has thousands of incarnations. The emperor is Buddha, the beggar is also Buddha, the monk is Buddha, the general is also Buddha. Every flower, every tree, every bird and every insect is Buddha. Buddha can be compassionate, he can be domineering, and Buddha can be universal. Living beings can also kill the world. Buddha is in each of our hearts. It is the thought in your heart. Why do you only give one side of Buddha?" The old monk said calmly.

"Words come from the heart. The master's heart is full of tyranny, so the words written are naturally full of tyranny. The master's heart is full of tyranny, so why bother to force peace? Even if the master knocks the wooden fish in your hand to pieces, I'm afraid it will Is it difficult to calm down?" Zhao Hai looked at the old monk and said, from this word, it can be seen that the old monk is not as calm as he appeared.

The old monk still did not look back, but said calmly: "That's why I have to practice Buddhism. If I have completely calmed down, then why should I practice Buddhism? The fact that the donor can come here means that the Vajra Temple must have some calamity." , but I don’t know how the donor will treat the old monk?”

Zhao Hai said in a deep voice: "I would like to invite Master to join our Blood Killing Sect. Our Blood Killing Sect is also based on Buddhist cultivation. Master joining us would be a good thing for yourself and our Blood Killing Sect. What do you think, Master?" Zhao Hai directly stated his purpose.

The old monk still didn't look at Zhao Hai, but said: "So, the Vajra Temple has fallen into your hands? Although there is no smell of blood on you and no murderous intention, the old monk noticed that the Vajra Temple has fallen into your hands. It has changed, and the benefactor appeared here today because he was sure to deal with the old monk, so he showed up, right? But I don’t know why the benefactor did this? With your strength and power, it’s just a joke, the old monk is really I can’t figure out what the donor is for? Can the donor tell the old monk?”

Zhao Hai looked at the old monk, and then said calmly: "I came here for the monk's survival. The Shadow Clan are the monks' biggest enemies. They are completely different races from the monks. We have fought with the Shadow Clan many times, and we have long since I discovered that the people of the Shadow Clan are just transformed by the energy of a strong person. They cannot be regarded as real people or even living creatures. Once the strong person achieves his goal, he will take back the energy. Once he takes back the energy, the people of the Shadow Clan will They will be completely eliminated, and even their soul marks will disappear. I don’t want to become a Shadow Clan member, and I don’t want other monks to become Shadow Clan members, so I want to deal with the Shadow Clan people and eliminate them. In order to achieve this goal, I have to do something, and people always have to make some choices, what do you think?"

"It makes sense. The donor came for great righteousness. Ordinarily, the old monk should not stop him. But after all, the old monk is not a Buddha yet, and he still has concerns in his heart, so he can only overestimate his own capabilities." After saying this, the old monk stood up. He stood up and turned to look at Zhao Hai.

Only then did Zhao Hai see the appearance of the old monk clearly. The old monk looked very thin. His skin was already covered with bones. His eyes were sunken, but his eyes were shining. There was no beard on his face. There are no eyebrows visible, and the whole person looks like a skeleton covered in skin, which is very scary. The monk's clothes he is wearing also look a little shabby, and the wooden fish in his hand is also made of iron. But I don’t know what kind of metal it is made of, but when it is struck, it makes a sound like wood.

Zhao Hai looked at the old monk, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he said solemnly: "Master, as the great elder of Vajra Temple, of course I want to give it a try, so please invite me." After Zhao Hai finished speaking, Just looking at the old monk, he was still standing there with a calm face, showing no signs of alertness. The old monk looked at Zhao Hai and couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and then he suddenly laughed and said : "Okay, interesting. Let me see how strong you are, old monk." When he said this, the calmness in his tone had completely disappeared, and was replaced by a hint of domineering. At the same time, his whole body seemed to have been breathed out. In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a skinny old monk to a tall man with a height of two feet. The muscles on his body were tangled and his skin turned bronze. It turned into something like steel poured into iron. Even Zhao Hai didn't expect such a change. Zhao Hai looked at the old monk with some surprise. The clothes on the old monk now looked even more tattered. Only His pants remained unchanged.

The old monk looked at Zhao Hai, then shouted wildly: "Take the move!" After saying this, he held a wooden fish in one hand and an iron rod in the other, and rushed towards Zhao Hai. The wooden fish in his right hand was like Like a hammer, it hit Zhao Hai's head. Although the wooden fish was not big, he didn't know what kind of metal it was made of. It looked inconspicuous, but when he swung it, Zhao Hai could feel the The weight of the wooden fish and the wind brought by the wooden fish make a muffled sound, which shows how heavy the wooden fish is.

The iron rod in the old monk's left hand was completely different from the wooden fish in his right hand. The iron rod seemed to have no weight now and was lightly pointed towards Zhao Hai. But at this point, the head of the wooden stick trembled slightly. But it covered several large acupuncture points on Zhao Hai's chest. This heavy and one light attack method really surprised Zhao Hai. He really didn't expect that the old monk's attack power would be so strong. This was really To his surprise, Zhao Hai didn't panic when he saw this situation. He made a fist with his right hand and hit the wooden fish above his head, while his left hand stretched out his index finger and hit the iron rod directly. , his right fist also seemed very heavy, and the fingers of his left hand also looked light and airy. He actually used heavy weight against heavy weight, light weight against light weight, trying to break the old monk's moves.

When the old monk saw Zhao Hai's moves, his eyes couldn't help but flash, and then he immediately shouted: "Well done." After saying that, his moves fell faster, and then the wooden fish directly It hit Zhao Hai's fist, and the iron rod also hit Zhao Hai's finger directly. The blow did not make any sound, but the wooden fish that hit Zhao Hai's fist was different from the one on Zhao Hai's finger. The iron rods on Zhao Hai's fingers all stopped, and the old monk's expression completely changed. He looked at Zhao Hai in shock.

The wooden fish he hit on Zhao Hai's fist just now was like hitting cotton, with a feeling of weakness, but the iron rod he hit on Zhao Hai's finger seemed to hit a mountain. The shock made his arms numb. The power Zhao Hai used was completely different from the power he showed when he made the move. The feeling of using the wrong power made the old monk very uncomfortable. He felt the energy in his body. The blood was boiling, and it took a long time to calm down, but Zhao Hai did not use this period of time to attack.

The old monk took back his wooden fish and iron rod, stared at Zhao Hai, and then said: "I heard that the Shadow Tribe has already attacked the Jingan Defense Line. The donor did not go to the Jingan Defense Line to deal with the Shadow Tribe. Coming to attack our Vajra Temple seems completely inconsistent with what the donor said, only to deal with the Shadow Clan people, right? Is the donor doing it to deal with the Shadow Clan people, or to deal with us?"

Zhao Hai looked at the old monk. He knew that the old monk was still preparing for the next blow. He was just trying to hold him back when he spoke now. However, he was not in a hurry, so he looked at the old monk and said, "This time Come here, we just want to completely relieve our worries before fighting against the Shadow Clan. As long as the Divine Tree Realm is completely under our control, we can naturally deal with the Shadow Clan with confidence. The master feels Is there anything wrong with our approach?" Zhao Hai looked at the old monk after finishing speaking.

When the old monk heard what Zhao Hai said, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Zhao Hai in disbelief: "You actually want to unify the sacred tree world? This is impossible, you can't do it." After the monk finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Hai and secretly accumulated strength.

Zhao Hai looked at the old monk, and then said: "There is nothing that is impossible. Before the master met me, he probably wouldn't believe that someone could come to the master silently, right? I don't Are you here too? Is there anything strange about this?"

The old monk looked at Zhao Hai, then nodded and said: "You're right, this is indeed nothing strange. I'm just a little curious. I really didn't expect that you could do this. That's fine, old man. The monk came to see if you really have the strength to unify the sacred tree world." After saying that, the old monk moved and rushed towards Zhao Hai. At the same time, the wooden fish in his hand rushed towards Zhao Hai. The sea is coming, and the iron rod is also pointing at Zhao Hai. The wooden fish still looks very heavy. The target is still Zhao Hai's head, and the iron rod is still pointing at Zhao Hai's chest. The moves look It looks exactly the same as before, without any changes.

Zhao Hai looked at the old monk with a smile on his face. He stretched out two hands at once. His two hands were the same as before. His right hand made a fist and faced the wooden fish, while his left hand stretched out his fingers. , pointed at the iron rod, and it seemed that the moves were exactly the same as before, without any changes. The two of them seemed to be fighting each other with the same moves.

But just when Zhao Hai's fist hit the old monk's wooden fish, his body and the old monk's body trembled at the same time, and when his finger touched the iron rod, their bodies trembled again, and the two of them trembled again. No one thought that the other party would be so strong.