Chapter 2200 The donor is not afraid of going to hell, and the master is not afraid of seeing the Buddha

Author: Shredded Pork Noodles with Sauce

Chapter 2200 The donor is not afraid of going to hell, and the master is not afraid of seeing the Buddha

Zhang Dabiao shouted loudly, with a surprised expression on his face as if he had seen some big secret.

But the monks had no expression on their faces.

After practicing Zen, his state of mind has reached a certain level. The most basic mind can be achieved as calm water. Naturally, it will not be destroyed just by Zhang Dabiao's words.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak and did not give him the chance to delay time, Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but look down.

No matter what, this monk was right. He had just solved a monster in the Golden Pill realm, and his spiritual power was indeed insufficient in his body, so he needed time to recover.

"Since that's the case, master, don't blame me!" Zhang Dabiao was furious, and several small black balls appeared on his hand.

This is a lethal weapon he once again studied. The one before was only useful for the foundation-building realm. Now that he has reached the Golden Elixir realm, it naturally needs to be updated.

Without any hesitation, he threw it directly at the scorpion.

The monk who had originally closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the black ball and mumbled again.

I saw that the original scorpion was covered in black, and at this moment it began to emit a faint golden light. Not only the scorpion, but the caves around it looked like this.

Zhang Dabiao's face turned gloomy because he saw that his black ball was useless at this moment. This was the first time he failed!

"The master's methods are really weird!" The scorpion continued to rush towards Zhang Dabiao. In desperation, Zhang Dabiao could only draw his sword against the enemy.

"This is the donor's state of mind, and the Great Compassion Mantra is just a cover. The more complicated the donor's heart, the more strange the methods here are." The monk opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Dabiao and spoke.

Zhang Dabiao choked at his words, but then asked, "What the master meant is that as long as I have no distractions, can the things here be wiped out?"

When the monk heard this, he nodded slowly, "But donor, look at your current environment, I don't believe that you can be free of distractions!"

The complexity of Zhang Dabiao's heart has been seen by this monk, and they are all the most complicated. Therefore, if you want to say that you can be as calm as water, the monk himself is the first to not believe it.

Zhang Dabiao didn't say much when he heard this. He smiled slightly and began to sit on the ground like a monk.

Seeing this, the monk's face changed a little, but he was still unmoved and the Great Compassion Mantra he recited was faster.

And Zhang Dabiao also began to sweat on his forehead. He seemed to be experiencing extremely painful things and could not stop trembling.

The monk looked relaxed. Obviously, in this battle of mood, Zhang Dabiao was currently at a disadvantage.

I don’t know how long this situation lasted, but the monk’s face gradually became less relaxed and gradually became painful.

As for Zhang Dabiao, he was extremely relaxed, and even had a smile on his lips.

"puff!"

Finally, the monk couldn't help it and squirted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body became depressed instantly, as if his body had been hollowed out.

Zhang Dabiao was the opposite. He was full of energy and his original fatigue was wiped out.

"How did you do it?" the monk looked at Zhang Dabiao suspiciously and asked.

During the showdown just now, his soul was attacked by Zhang Dabiao.

The so-called state of mind is just a competition with the power of the soul.

Buddhist practice is divided into Zen masters and martial monks. The former focuses on the power of the soul, so this monk uses the soul to deal with Zhang Dabiao, while the latter focuses on physical fitness, which is no different from ordinary practice. The difference is only means and practice methods.

Furthermore, those who practice physical and spiritual power will not have too strong spiritual souls. This is a universally accepted truth, so Zhang Dabiao can beat himself in his spiritual soul, which is something that monks never thought of.

Not only that, Zhang Dabiao even devoured his soul power, causing his soul to be damaged.

So he is so weak at this moment. After all, it is not a small matter to be damaged in the soul. If it is not handled in time, then his path of cultivation will come to an end in his life.

"How did it do it?" Zhang Dabiao smiled slightly, "Master, do you think I will tell you?"

The monk nodded slightly. Indeed, Zhang Dabiao would not say it. After all, this was his method. If he said it, he would be a fool.

"But I'm even more curious why the master attacked me?" Zhang Dabiao looked at the monk with a strange look on his face.

"Here, everyone is in a competitive relationship, and they meet and fight to earn points. Isn't this a normal thing?" the monk asked back and said with a smile.

But Zhang Dabiao looked at the monk in a playful way and said with a smile: "Master, you are dishonest. You all say that monks don't lie, why do you still lie to me?"

The monk's face remained unchanged, "I don't understand what the donor said."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Zhang Dabiao smashed his mouth, "Master, you and I are both serious, tell me the reason carefully, what's the matter?"

The monk was still unmoved and continued to stick to his own statement.

The smile on Zhang Dabiao's face was gone and he said coldly: "If the master continues to do this, I can only absorb the master's soul!"

"I have to say that the master is worthy of being a person who practices Zen. This soul power is indeed powerful!"

Zhang Dabiao said as he smashed his mouth, like a greedy child.

The monk's face suddenly changed, and there was a look of fear on his face. Obviously, the feeling of being devoured by someone's soul was very uncomfortable.

At least, the monk who has been practicing Zen can't help but tremble all over.

"Will the donor not be afraid of going to hell in a hundred years?" the monk held back his anger and asked.

"Why are the master not afraid of the Buddha blaming him for lies now?" Zhang Dabiao said unforgivably.

When the latter heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Then, under Zhang Dabiao's gaze, he slowly said: "It was the decision of the monks in the temple to take action against the donor, and I have no choice."

"It's another one I can't do anything about."

Zhang Dabiao was speechless. The young man said this before, and now the monk said this again. It really makes people wonder what to say.

"Can't these people not adults, and they can't make a judgment from their own?" Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

"Reason?" Zhang Dabiao no longer wanted to say anything more. He asked himself that he was low-key and never made grudges with others after coming to Xuanwu City. Why are so many people wanting their lives?

Besides, Zhang Dabiao found that he had just arrived in Xuanwu City the next day. Thinking of this, he was even more helpless.
Chapter completed!