I died and became a god in the game

Returning to the real world, Shen Senguang glanced at the pouring rain outside the window. At this time, the light rain outside had turned into heavy rain, and the wind was also strong, with the sound of rustling leaves.

There's a typhoon.

But Shen Senguang didn't feel much fear.

Having gone through two metal digester rituals, his physical strength has already become that of a humanoid beast.

Madam Su Mei once said that his physical ability is equivalent to that of a second-rate horizontal training master in the world of the game "Top 3 Under Heaven".

If people have the ability, they will not be afraid of changes in the environment.

No matter how powerful the typhoon was, he didn't panic much.

Just then, the courier arrived. Shen Senguang opened the door and the courier handed him the beef claypot rice he had just ordered.

Shen Senguang took the beef claypot rice and began to feast. He watched the replays of the Jiaofang Division while eating, which was equivalent to watching the ubiquitous and beautiful dances of the Jiaofang Division in the simulated life. Then eat again.

This enjoyment is something that few people can get.

The simulator game is really awesome.

After eating, Shen Senguang drank a bottle of Coke with ice cubes and felt refreshed.

He stood up again and stretched. "All night long, all night long, I want to play this game all night long!"

The games in the game emulator, a gaming platform, are simply artifacts for game otakus.

The people and the world inside are no different from reality.

"Try not to bully Tuo Duohua'er this time. Then, from the master's side, according to the previous plot prompts, the master is very strict in discipline."

"Then this time I will start from the direction of Buddhist scriptures to see if I can gain his trust."

"Enter "Third Under Heaven"!"

White light flashes.

[Life, life and death are so wonderful!]

The next moment, Shen Senguang returned to Yingying Yanyan's Jiaofang Department.

Xiaohong and Xiaolu pulled themselves respectively, trying to let themselves pass through the hall and enter the Jinlu Pavilion.

"Your Majesty, why don't you pay for a cup of scented tea..."

Shen Senguang glanced at Xiao Lu, smiling superficially but not smiling at all.

How many times have I paid for tea?

Moreover, your shabby shop has so many charging items behind it.

For the first time, Xiao Lu felt the attitude of a superior person from Shen Senguang, and she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Shen Senguang has also played this game for a long time and has adapted to his identity in this game.

"Pay and lead the way."

Then, after repeating the previous operation and making Miss Su Mei break the porcelain in anger, he and the editor Hanlin came to Anxiang Xiaolou.

After meeting Tuo Tuo Hua'er, Shen Senguang directly picked up the little girl and carried her to the two officials. "Take it away quickly."

It's like driving away mosquitoes.

Behind Shen Senguang, a hundred households of Jin Yiwei said, "Why don't you just listen to our prince's orders!"

Tuo Tuohua'er's little mouth bulged with anger, like a crystal clear little bun.

"You...you have no sympathy."

Shen Senguang glanced at her. "Brother, I don't want to play with you anymore."

Then, Tuo Tuohuaer followed the two soap officials and walked out of the gate of Anxiang Xiaolou.

Shen Senguang felt quite strange.

I originally thought that I had pinched Tuo Tuo Hua'er's face and bullied her last time, which might have caused Tuo Duo Hua'er not to take him to Hexiangyuan, but this time Tuo Duo Hua'er still followed Zaoli directly.

In this case, choosing to refuse to rescue Tuo Tuohua'er is definitely a wrong plot choice.

But, what exactly is the correct plot option?

Are there any details that I haven’t thought through?

It is indeed a nightmare difficulty game, but all the clues are completely lost.

Shen Senguang turned around and climbed to the second floor, where he met Monk Yuanhui.

Monk Yuanhui clasped his hands together. "The journey to the West is far away. I will send my grandson on his way now..."

"Master, wait a moment, the trustworthy Zhu Yunwen has something to say." Shen Senguang raised his right hand, signaling for the master to pause. "Master, have you heard of something."

"What's going on?" Monk Yuanhui sneered. "Nothing you say today can save your life."

Shen Senguang said: "Master, have you ever heard that I am always happy and pure, compassionate and happy to give up."

After hearing what Shen Senguang said, Monk Yuan Hui couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He couldn't control himself at all.

In his opinion, Shen Senguang was just showing off to meet an expert and bumped into his heel.

Monk Yuanhui raised the corners of his mouth and said with a straight face: "Oh, what you are talking about is the basic essence of the Qianye Palm Technique of our Linggu Temple's unique skill of Great Compassion and Compassion. I am familiar with Buddhist classics, and the eight changes are I have basically read all the sect’s classics.”

"How could I not know, little grandson?"

Shen Senguang nodded, "Master should understand the meaning of this sentence. This sentence means that killing is to love, and loving is to kill."

"You see, you came to kill me because you love me and you want to save me from this world full of suffering. OK, I dare not waste Master's time. I have transformed myself now. Now my heart is full of Buddha power. , full of truth, goodness and beauty, everything you look at is full of beauty.”

"Now that I have shown my devotion to the Buddha, according to the master's wishes, not only can you not kill me, because I have already devoted myself to the Buddha and am not a person who does not believe in the Buddha."

"Not only can you not kill me, but you must also take good care of me. You must also protect me and love me like the four royal guards behind me, and prevent me from being killed."

Monk Yuanhui's face twitched.

Trouble.

It's hard for him to take action now.

Because the opponent didn't know why he suddenly attacked the foundation of his martial arts. The Mahaparinirvana Sutra is the essence of Linggu Temple's mental skills. Once this place is attacked by someone, it succeeds.

It will severely damage his martial arts foundation, and at least it will cause his cultivation level to decline drastically, and at worst, it will cause his Qi and blood to flow backwards, causing him to die suddenly.

"My grandson used my Buddhist teachings to pressure me, which makes me have to answer you."

"If not, wouldn't it be tainting the teachings of our Buddha?" Monk Yuanhui thought for a while and said carefully that Buddhist debate is actually like fighting with real swords and spears.

Because in the area of ​​Nepal where Buddhism originated, there are dozens of sects such as Buddhism, Brahmanism, Hinduism, Samkhya, etc. competing for their doctrines, that is, everyone takes turns going to someone else’s door to lecture on their doctrines and refute each other’s logical loopholes.

Whoever loses will commit suicide or cut out his tongue, break into a church, etc.

This debate is just like going to the battlefield, except that Chinese civilization usually fights with fists, while their ancient Indian pan-civilization can win with words, and win everything you need to win with fists...

The martial arts of Linggu Temple have inherited these characteristics to some extent, so now that Shen Senguang is attacking the key points of his martial arts, Monk Yuanhui has to be very alert.

It's not that I don't want to be a rogue, but I don't want to be a rogue.

In a doctrinal debate, you can't lose at all, and you can't force it to stop. Otherwise, the more you think about it afterwards, the more you think about it, and the more you think about it, the more angry you become, and you create something out of nothing, and your inner demons explode, and you may die.

Shen Senguang narrowed his eyes. Listening to this, he had triggered the right plot.

Although Monk Yuanhui cheered up, he was not afraid because he knew that the boy in front of him was young and could not read many Buddhist scriptures. He was definitely not one ten thousandth of his opponent.

He is a close disciple of the best monk in the world, how could he be defeated by the kid in front of him?

"Donor, you have read the scriptures wrongly. You are totally wrong. You are completely wrong. You are so confused."

"To reverse the order is to stray into the devil's path."

Shen Senguang showed a surprised look, "Oh no, this old monk is going to play dirty tricks."

I have to listen carefully.

The point is, I may really not be able to tell him off.

Monk Yuanhui said: "Donor, you have read the Mahaparinirvana Sutra wrongly."