“Wow…”

Just as everyone was shocked by the endless Buddha power of Monk Ji, Zen Master Jin Song and others had already knelt down and prostrated themselves with a heavy courtesy: "Disciple Jin Song, please come to Master!"

"Master?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan was suddenly shocked and looked at Zen Master Jin Song, and saw that his eyes were trembling obviously, revealing endless respect.

"All up!"

Monk Ji responded lightly, then asked: "The world changes, and the Buddha has also fallen into decline. From Mahayana to Hinayana, from Hinayana to Wuwei, Jinsong, etc., may you understand this?"

"This... I know my mistake!"

Zen Master Jin Song was shocked when he heard this, and he seemed to understand the reason for the loss of Mahayana Buddhism.

"Zen Master Jin Song, what did you say? This little monk is your master? The ancestor of Guibaosha has already ascended a long time ago?" Xue Zhongxu's face was only horrified at this moment.

Monk Ji's boundless Buddhist teachings have made him unable to develop any power of resistance.

"The master's Dharma is boundless, so he will not be wrong!"

Zen Master Jin Song lowered his head and responded respectfully.

"Today's affairs are a difficult task for you. Unfortunately, the difficulty has been completed and the life is difficult to transform. Only punishment can be received!"

Monk Ji didn't pay attention to Xue Zhongxu, but suddenly said in a stern tone.

"be punished!"

When he heard this word, Zen Master Jin Song and Xue Zhongxu were both shocked, not understanding why.

"Xue Zhongxu, you are greedy and have been persuaded many times but don't listen. Using the power of the sect to bully Buddhist disciples, you will be extremely evil!" Monk Ji finally looked at Xue Zhongxu, but gave him a blow and a blow.

"Dingdeng!"

When Xue Zhongxu heard this, he immediately took a few steps back in the void. The Tongtian Holy Ridge behind him was trembling, as if he was about to be bent by the infinite Buddha's power.

"As for you, Jin Song, when you saw the Buddhist disciple suffer, you ignored it and responded with a cold heart. It was not done by the Buddha, and your difficulties were even more unsolvable!"

Monk Ji was a little more stern about Jin Song's words.

"I know my mistake, but I hope my master will punish you!"

Zen Master Jin Song kowtowed sincerely, his face full of regret.

The moment Ye Fan became a Buddha, if he could take action to stop him, there would be no more things to do next.

It’s a pity that he was quiet and inactive and unwilling to cause trouble, and his practice method made him give up many things, including the unity of Buddhist practitioners.

"From now on, I will seal the Feixue Mountain with boundless Buddhist teachings. After a thousand years, the bronze bell of the ancient temple will ring, and then unseal it. You are here to reflect on this mountain. I will reflect on myself with you."

Zen Master Jin Song said amazingly.

"What...what! Seal the Snow Mountain?"

This made a huge uproar in the audience, as if listening to a joke.

Monk Ji not only wants to seal the huge snow-capped mountain, but also seal it for thousands of years. This is nothing different from a fantasy.

Although he was his master and had seen the boundless Buddha power of Monk Ji, Ye Fan still didn't believe it.

This move is really exaggerated.

"Master, the affairs of Buddhism have nothing to do with us. I have offended you so much, so I will leave first!"

Xue Zhongxu's body could not help but tremble, and apologized as quickly as possible and resigned.

Whether this is true or not, he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong soon, and even went down the mountain immediately to live in Snow City for a while.

"You can escape the present, but you can't escape the future. The cycle of reincarnation is faint, and the cycle of cause and effect!"

Monk Ji did not stop Xue Zhongxu, but just said something secretly.

"Go...go!

Xue Zhongxu roared at the disciples who had been stunned by Monk Ji's decision, and seemed extremely urgent.

He dared not take risks in this matter. If he was sealed for thousands of years, the Flying Snow Mountain would definitely plummet.

After a thousand years, who knows what the Southern Barbarians will look like?

"Master, my friends and they..."

Ye Fan wanted to plead for Lai Zhiqing and the others, so he could reflect on himself with Monk Ji, but Lai Zhiqing and the others were innocent.

"Xiaofan, the relationship between you and me is over is over. Take them down the mountain!"

Monk Ji looked at Ye Fan and gradually became kind and said softly.

"What?" Ye Fan's eyes stagnated after hearing this and hurriedly said, "Master, I am willing to be punished with you. I will practice hard here for thousands of years and wake myself up!"

Hearing that he was about to leave Monk Ji, Ye Fan felt endless reluctance in his heart. The teachings he taught over the past six months were deeply dedicated.

"You have passed the great disaster, why should you be punished? You are willing to save others with your own life and save others' difficulties. You have realized the true meaning of Buddhism and Taoism. It is the best time to go down the mountain!"

Monk Ji said with a smile.

"Master, I..."

Ye Fan wanted to say something, for a thousand years, he was willing to wait or stay, but was interrupted by Monk Ji and said, "Okay, your intention is determined, your fate has been broken and many ups and downs, and you should not stay here. There are countless fates in the world."

"Remember, life is like being in the world of thorns, the heart does not move, and people do not move rashly, and they will not be hurt; if the heart moves, people will move rashly, hurt their body and hurt their bones, and then they will experience all kinds of pain in the world. This is the Mahayana of the Buddha."

"Yes, master, please accept a prayer from my disciple!"

Ye Fan's eyes were a little wet. He remembered Monk Ji's words in his heart, and knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

After following Monk Ji for half a year of practice, Ye Fan never thought of leaving, but sometimes he left in a moment.

"Let's go, we will meet again in the future! We will see more suffering and do more good deeds, and the Mahayana will advance!"

Monk Ji said the last sentence, then turned around.

"Ye Fan, let's go!"

Lai Zhiqing and others came up to help Ye Fan up. They heard that Ye Fan could go down the mountain. They were happy, but under Ye Fan's influence, they even felt a little sad.

"Master, disciple, say goodbye!"

After Ye Fan kowtowed hard again, he finally walked down the mountain with Lai Zhiqing and others.

"Master, I really have to..."

After seeing Ye Fan, Xue Zhongxu and others leaving, Zen Master Jin Song couldn't help but raise his head with an incredible look on his face.

After all, even he couldn't believe it after sealing for a thousand years. No matter how serious the blame was, it didn't need to be like this.

"Amitabha."

Monk Ji suddenly recited a Buddha's name and responded to Zen Master Jin Song's words with practical actions.

“Wow…”

Monk Ji's body gradually dissipated on the ground, and what followed was infinite golden light. The Buddha's power at this moment was even stronger than before, and it was several times higher.

"This...this..."

Zen Master Jin Song and others all stared at each other. Perhaps the scene in front of them could be called boundless Buddhism.

"Brush..."

With the Arhat Treasure Temple as the center, the Buddha's power rushed out like a flood, covering the entire Flying Snow Mountain in an instant.

"brush……"

The Buddha's power did not hurt Ye Fan and others, but sent them directly to the foot of the mountain.

Xue Zhongxu and others who were going down the mountain were all shrouded in golden light. Their steps forward suddenly stopped and stayed at this moment with time. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!