"Monk Ba Ku, you Buddhist and Taoist master are not interested."

To be fair, aside from the fact that one has to have his head chopped off to become a Buddha, at least the idea is very strange.

Using the heads of living beings as cells, all living beings together build a Buddha that belongs to all living beings.

Buddha is all living beings, and all living beings are Buddhas.

However, Zhu Peng feels that he has no plans to stop being a human yet, and there is no need to become this kind of Buddha.

"Infinite-headed Buddha, fellow Taoists, why do you insist on not realizing it? As the enlightened one who enlightened the Dharma, he should be the past Buddha-head of Infinite-headed Buddha!"

"I also looked at the Buddha’s head returning to its proper place!"

"Please go and return the Buddha's head to its proper place!"

"Please go to the Buddha's head...."

Dozens of hundreds of voices overlapped, and it felt like a demonic sound was piercing my ears.

After the words fell from the mouth of the eight-bitter monk, he actually jumped towards Zhu Peng.

Damn, good guy, I don’t want to say whether I answered or not. , when he came up, he supported himself with a pole and became the Buddha of the past.

Before he became the emperor, he became the supreme emperor first?

The speechless Zhu Peng saw that Monk Ba Ku actually wanted to fight with him. He also let out a cold laugh.

He gathered all the energy and blood in his body and on his right palm.

The slender and powerful palm instantly grew three points bigger under the infusion of energy and blood.

He stepped forward and performed a backhand gesture. With the power of splitting the mountain, a big chop shattered the air like a mountain ax and fell.

"Heretic!"

Monk Ba Ku said with an expressionless face and clasped his hands together.

"Infinite Buddha!"

Zhu Peng was so angry that he didn't laugh. No, where did you get the confidence to say that I am a heretic?

The speed of the big chop in my hand was increased by three points, and it fell with a huge force.

"boom!"

Seeing this chop, he was about to chop the head of the eight suffering monks into pieces like a watermelon.

The hundreds of heads on the eight suffering monks simultaneously shouted for the Infinite Buddha, and golden rays of light suddenly lit up from the heads to form a half-circle on the eight suffering monks' bodies. A circular light mask blocked the big Pigua, and there was a loud explosion.

The Big Pigua was actually blocked by the light mask.

The billowing air waves spread out from Zhu Peng's right hand and the light mask, and the tables and chairs were instantly blown away. The waves overturned and shattered, the doors and windows rattled and opened and closed,

Buddha's light?

Zhu Peng looked at the thin layer of golden light and was speechless, this thing actually has Buddha's light?

"Infinite Buddha!"

Ba Ku grabbed Zhu Peng's right hand that was blocked by the light shield with his backhand.

"Such trivial skills are just the skills of ordinary people. In the past, Buddha heads must not indulge in small ways. Follow me and return to my place to participate in the great Dharma of Buddhism.

The heads in the chest and abdomen responded one after another:"Yes, yes, yes.""

Zhu Peng's backhand crossed with Ba Ku's grasped palm several times.

The sound of gold and iron could be heard from the interlacing fists and palms.

Ba Ku's arms that looked like firewood seemed to be made of diamond under the cover of the golden Buddha's light. Indestructible, even with Zhu Peng's physical strength, he couldn't get the slightest advantage, that's outrageous!

On the contrary, Monk Ba Ku was protected by golden light, so he just kept attacking.

From time to time, his withered claws like chicken claws dug into Zhu Peng's confidants, trying to attack him. Take out your heart and lungs,

"Black King, bite him!"

After Zhu Peng fought against Monk Ba Ku again, he stepped on the golden light on Ba Ku's body and jumped back.

A strong black shadow crashed into the door and rushed in with pieces of wood and paper scraps.

It was the person who was being The Black Emperor that Zhu Peng recalled from the mountains and forests has now returned to its original form, with muscles all over his body. He looked down at the eight bitter monks.

His head opened into four flaps, revealing the nest teeth inside, and sticky saliva dripped on it. The golden light evaporated out of the monk

Ba Ku's body, and then he bit down with a slurp.

"Hey! Evil heretics! How dare you make trouble in front of the Buddha!"

Seeing the shape of the Black Emperor, the eight suffering monks and the heads on their bodies opened their eyes angrily, opened their mouths to rebuke, formed the seal of the fearless lion in their hands, and the Buddha's light gathered all over their bodies, and a diamond-colored male lion condensed out, but it was different from the original demon-suppressing lion. Different, this lion actually has hundreds of heads of various sizes densely packed under the main head.

"Roar~~~!"

But seeing hundreds of lion heads roaring, sound waves blasted out in shapes visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

"屮!"

When the Black Emperor's head encountered the sound wave, it immediately stopped biting, and then was overturned by the rolling sound wave and directly hit the roof and flew out.

Zhu Peng crossed his hands in front of him at the moment the sound wave came. , he only felt a huge force on his hands, pushing him to slide on the ground and hit the wall before stopping.

Blood slowly flowed out of his ears, and there was no sound in his ears. He was directly shattered. Zhu Peng controlled the flesh and blood to restore the eardrum before hearing the hunting wind brought by the sound waves. The doors and windows of the dormitory had long been shattered by the sound waves. The rolling sound waves swept through the air and swept across the entire Prajna Temple in an instant.

The door of the room shook and the roof tiles shook. Pieces flew across the sky, and the overturned Black Emperor's limbs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up on the ground.

"Infinite-headed Buddha, the heads of past Buddhas should be returned to their original positions."

Ba Ku came to Zhu Peng without knowing when the noise was covering him up. His two withered claws dug into the flesh and blood of Zhu Peng's shoulders so that he could not escape.

At the same time, he muttered something:

"At that time, when I became a Buddha, all living beings were sitting on the lotus throne."

"Thus I say, billions of sentient beings as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River will develop the mind of Ayuntara-samyak-sambodhi and attain all the ultimate happiness."

"As I say, sentient beings as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River should subdue the three treasures in their minds and attain the enlightenment of the Infinite Buddha."

""

Dozens and hundreds of heads followed the Eight Suffering Monk as he recited some temporarily compiled sutras.

The strange golden Buddha light actually filled Zhu Peng's body, and the sound of chanting sutras penetrated into Zhu Peng's mind like a demonic sound. , as if millions of Buddhas were chanting sutras in his mind, and countless sentient beings were shouting for refuge! Take refuge!

Zhu Peng regained consciousness with just a shake.

In that flash, he actually had the idea of ​​​​converting.

If he hadn't practiced Yuanying and his spiritual will was as solid as a rock, he would have happily picked off his own head by now. He wanted to make the head of the past Buddha of the Infinite Buddha.

At the same time, he also had a rough guess about the Buddha's light on the Eight Sufferings monks.

The Buddha's light was a kind of spiritual power, which was composed of the heads removed by the Eight Suffering monks and his own unwavering The product of a mixture of faith and spiritual power is different from the Buddha's light that is cultivated with spiritual energy in Xianxia novels.

This Buddha's light is more idealistic. If there are enough heads on the Eight Suffering Monk's body and the gathered mind is strong enough, it can be achieved. It is easy to completely control matter with the mind.

If the eight suffering monks gather the heads of the world on themselves, then a Cthulhu Buddha with human heads as cells and carrying the will of all living beings will be completely born. The friction between the virtual and the real was like breathing.

Just when Zhu Peng was about to burst out his energy and blood to break free from Ba Ku's claws, the Taoist robe on his body that had been silent since it was refined suddenly started to move.

"Uh-huh!"

The corner of the blood-red Taoist robe was twisted into a cloth stick and suddenly pulled up diagonally, directly hitting Ba Ku's face. The force made Ba Ku's head tilt up to almost ninety degrees. If the golden light hadn't been blocking it, Ba Ku's head would have been knocked upside down with this blow. After being blown away, the Taoist robe fell off Zhu Peng's body after taking out the eight pains. It climbed up Zhu Peng's shoulders and clasped the hands of the monk

Ba Ku into the flesh. It flowed and spread along the Ba Ku's arms like venom.

"Um?"

"It's a small trick, but the Buddha's head went astray in the past!"

Ba Ku said with overlapping voices, and moved his hands to shake open the Taoist robe.

However, the Taoist robe did not move at all.

Instead, it accelerated its flow to Monk Ba Ku's head and wrapped it up.

The heads on Monk Ba Ku's chest and abdomen frowned. , he could only loosen his hands that were clasped into Zhu Peng's flesh and blood. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!) He grabbed the Taoist robe and was about to tear it to pieces. However, the Taoist robe deformed back and forth like plasticine under the tearing of Ba Ku. , but without delay, the Taoist robe wrapped the eight sufferings from beginning to end, and in the blink of an eye, the eight sufferings were entangled into a human cave,

"evil creature!"

"Infinite Buddha!"

Ba Ku struggled wildly in the Taoist robe. The human figure under the Taoist robe kept twisting and turning, and the Buddha's light illuminated Ba Ku's figure.

However, no matter how hard Ba Ku struggled, he could not break free from the shackles of the Taoist robe.

On the contrary, the Taoist robe became tighter and tighter, and finally he could not break free. There is no room for struggle anymore,

"click...."

"ah! What on earth is this?"

"Buddha's enemy! Buddha's enemy!"

In the sound of Ba Ku's panic mixed with the sound of chewing, the figure wrapped in the Taoist robe became smaller and smaller, and finally the Taoist robe fell to the ground.

Zhu Peng stepped forward to pick up the Taoist robe.

The Ba Ku monk wrapped in it had completely disappeared, and on the back of the Taoist robe The figure who was sitting in a knot stood up and held down a figure with one hand. The other hand was raised above his head and clenched into a fist, as if to beat him.

It was obvious that the figure being held down was Ba Ku.

Looking at the portrait on the back, Zhu Peng scratched his head a little. He couldn't wear it like this.

Zhu Peng didn't want to be looked at like a precious treasure and a dragon.

At this time, the pattern on the Taoist robe slowly faded and disappeared.

Huh? Can you still do what you want?

Now!

As soon as Zhu Peng thought about it, the pattern on the robe slowly emerged again.

After going back and forth several times, Zhu Peng stopped.

At the same time, he completely understood the ability of the robe.

He used the cassock to cast a magic spell on this robe and refined it into a treasure. It could subdue demons and conquer demons. It is completely swallowed and turned into a part of the

Taoist robe. As more monsters are swallowed, the Taoist robe will become stronger and tougher, and the protective performance will be greatly increased.

Regarding the painting style of the Eight-bitter monk, Zhu Peng also used the Taoist robe to learn from the memory of the Eight-bitter monk. I got the answer.

It turns out that Prajna Temple has been passing down a method called Prajna Relics since its establishment by Zen Master Bading.

This Prajna Relics actually focuses on wisdom. It does not increase wisdom, but turns a person's lifetime wisdom into something. Wisdom is condensed into a relic.

The first generation of Prajna relics was condensed by Zen Master Bading.

Later, the abbot of Prajna Temple would choose a smart person as his successor, and he would continue to refine his wisdom into the Prajna relics from generation to generation. ,[] everyoneMy husband was very smart before he took over, but once he starts practicing the relics, his wisdom will be refined into the relics, and he will become a mediocre person.

The Prajna relics cannot live forever and cannot fight.

The only function is to use the wisdom in them when needed. It burst out in one fell swoop, allowing the user to obtain the blessing of supreme wisdom.

It was when Zhu Peng understood the nine-headed lion mantra that Ba Ku used the Prajna relic to bless his wisdom, and actually used the wisdom accumulated over thousands of years to spy on Zhu Peng's body. Dao Yun suddenly realized the method for sentient beings to become Buddhas, and the scenes of numerous heads emitting Buddha light in the broken scene that Zen Master Bading saw were basically the heads on Ba Ku, but Zen Master Bading did not see these. The head grows on the body of Ba Ku, thinking that after a thousand years there will really be a way for all sentient beings to become Buddhas, but he never thought that there is indeed a way for all sentient beings to become Buddhas, but it is just different from what he thought.

"In the final analysis, Zen Master Bading was deceived by his excessive belief in predicting the future."

Zhu Peng clicked his tongue, put on his Taoist robe, and walked out of the dormitory.

The entire Prajna Temple was now eerily quiet.

The corridors, railings, and rooms were littered with the headless corpses of monks and pilgrims whose heads had been removed by the eight sufferings.

Outside When the lying corpse Heihuang saw Zhu Peng coming out, he quickly struggled up from the ground and ran to Zhu Peng's side while running around with his limbs in disarray.

"You are so useless, you actually turned into a bear like this after being yelled at by the old monk Ba Ku."

Zhu Peng stretched out his hand and patted the Black Emperor's head.

He formed a seal in his hand to put a seal on his forehead, and poured his Qi and blood into it.

"The old immortal strokes your head, and your hair is tied to the dog's head"

"Grow a brain quickly and become stronger!"

I saw a big bag bulging out on the Black Emperor's head and neck as the Zhu Peng Seal Art guided the infusion of Qi and blood.

When the Black Emperor realized something was wrong, the blood bag like a pustule suddenly exploded, and a blood bag popped out from it. A dog's head the size of a fist,

"Woof?"

"woof woof woof...."

The Black Emperor was shocked on the spot. He had multiple heads on his body?

He turned around and barked at the little head.

The little head wasn't used to it and started barking too.

The two dog heads instantly started to make a noise.

The Black King even wanted to turn around and bite the newly grown head, but the angle was just too much. The reason was simply out of reach and could only be turned around in circles.

Zhu Peng withdrew his hand. The second head had just grown out, and it had to wait until it gradually replenished its nutrients and grew bigger before he could use the Nine-Headed Lion Curse to activate the next dog head.

Looking at the Black Emperor competing with the second head,

Zhu Peng turned and walked towards the abbot's room.

In Ba Ku's memory, there were some things he had collected in the abbot's room..

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