When Tao Qian heard the sound of Zen, he felt that Shenxiu was teaching good Buddhist principles, which were simple and easy to understand, allowing people to gradually enter Buddhism and have a glimpse of the wonderful Dharma.

But if we say it is profound, it is not considered profound. For a monk like Tao Dazhen, who is only one step away from the "Ultimate Bliss", there is not much gain.

On the other hand, ordinary people, or those with inferior abilities, were all overjoyed and inexplicably surprised.

Everyone in the provincial capital or in front of the spiritual mirror in the secret places in the seventy-two provinces exclaimed:

"My good master, I actually got a magic spell [Arhat Fist], which is powerful and powerful, and can be used to conquer demons."

"Thanks to Master Shenxiu for giving me this magical power. I also have magical powers, which are called [Tianlong Swordsmanship]. One hundred and eight styles are unparalleled in mysteries."

"Hahaha, I have learned the [Secret of Self-Meditation], and I finally no longer need to be alienated. The Master is my savior. From now on, I will go to Zizai Temple. I don't want to worship in the temple. I can just be a farmer at the foot of the mountain."

"Master is really compassionate and kind. There is a beast disaster in my hometown. Now I have been given this [wood-burning sword technique], so I can go back to my hometown to save people and relieve the disaster."

"I have also gained something. It is the [Rebirth Mantra], which can transcend the souls of the dead. It is very good."

"Hey, the spell I got is the best. It's called [Red Desire Stealing Incense Technique]. Don't get me wrong. Although it's a spell similar to Happy Zen, the Buddhist principles contained in it can lead people to do good."

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For a time, the word Shenxiu resounded throughout the provincial capital and all over the 72 provinces.

Others may not see it, but Tao Qian can see it clearly.

Rather majestic, wisps of golden aura came from everywhere and poured into Shenxiu's body.

It's not human luck, but another kind of thing.

Merit!

Shenxiu's gift of Dharma to save all sentient beings instantly gained a lot of merit.

There were many strong men who could see this movement, but none of them envied him.

Although at this time, Shenxiu's ugly face showed a rare look of joy.

"Saving ordinary stupid sentient beings and giving extraordinary methods, although he has gained merits, the price will not be small in the future. A little adds up to a lot, and the merits and evils cancel each other out. Overall, he still suffers a loss."

"Of course, it will be different if you change it from a fishing perspective."

"For Zizai Temple, the benefits are greater."

After Tao Qian understood the inner cause and effect, he did not take action, but quietly watched Shen Xiu do what he did.

This is a good thing and should be fulfilled.

After about half a stick of incense, Shenxiu stopped chanting the sutra.

Instead, his face was full of joy, he raised his hand and thanked Tao Qian, saying: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Wu Gu, for making it possible."

In front of the meeting, Wu Guo did not stop him from spreading Buddhism. Shenxiu became more and more sure of his suspicions and secretly said: "Fellow Wu Gu is connected with the three Arhats of Mo Buddha Temple. He must have his own way of measuring things. I can't show it to him."

Help him, but don't show your trump card or do your best. There should be no problem. Tomorrow, when Zen Master Dayu faces off against Cheng Luohan, the chance of winning is 80-90%, so there is no problem."

Monk Shenxiu was extremely confident in his own eyesight and supernatural powers. Because they had known each other for a long time, he decided that the Buddha Wu Guo dressed up as Master Tao Da was a good one.

I admire him from the bottom of my heart and am already planning to show off in the duel later.

Tao Qian didn't know this. He originally planned to follow the original plan and defeat the eminent monk in a sneak attack.

After seeing Shenxiu's operation, he suddenly had inspiration.

Quite a bold inspiration!

That overly handsome face also showed a smile and replied:

"Master saves all stupid sentient beings, how can Wu Guo stop him? You don't have to be polite."

"It just so happens that those who meet Wu Gu now are all destined."

"Wugou borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, and also gave you some things."

After saying this, Tao Qian also began to teach the Dharma.

With the first sentence, he dragged his master in and listened to him say: "My master, Zen Master Qingjing, once wrote a verse: Thousands of feet of silk droop, only one wave moves and thousands of waves follow. It's deep in the night and the water is cold, so fish won't eat. , the ship is full and empty and the moon returns..."

When everyone heard it for the first time, they all heard that it contained profound Buddhist principles. They all thought that the monk Wugou could not see the showman's limelight, so they planned to compete.

It's just that unlike Shenxiu, Wugu Monk talks about Zen and principles.

This is not pleasing to the eye, because what all sentient beings want is a trick.

So at this moment, everyone was in disdain.

Until suddenly I heard the voice of the monk Wugou change, and he started to tell various short stories from Buddhist scriptures. Most of them were about unexpected encounters, treasures, good fortunes from masters, etc. The experiences of the people in the stories were so enviable.

But soon, everyone heard the ending of those protagonists.

In an instant, every one of those ordinary fools and low-grade people who had just been given the spell turned pale and dripping with cold sweat.

They understood that what Monk Wu Gu told was clearly a "fishing story".

The theme is extremely cruel and can be summarized in the eight characters:

"Under the bait, there must be a hook."

When talking about this, all those who had received the gift of magic looked at Shenxiu angrily.

Apparently everyone had received a revelation, and some of them were impatient and directly cursed: "What an ugly monk, you are trying to catch us like fish."

Seeing this, everyone in Mofo Temple burst into laughter.

Cheng Luohan, who was completely immersed in the sesame oil, slapped his chest with a pair of fat hands and praised lavishly: "My nephew Wugu is worthy of being a high disciple of Zen Master Qingjing. He is profound in Buddhism and has great supernatural powers. I should have known that I should let my nephew debate last night." Go ahead and keep the nun at Guanyin Temple speechless."

Shenxiu originally wanted to let go, but he never expected that he would be stabbed in the back by the eminent monk in his heart, Fozi.

The Buddha clearly proved that the monks and Taoists around him were spreading magical powers and magic, maybe they were thinking about fishing, but they were really not so good at it.

Even though Shenxiu had a strong mind, he couldn't help but be stunned when he was suddenly put in such a big pot.

Just as they were about to argue, everyone suddenly saw the Buddha Wu Guo again, and asked Shen Xiu loudly: "Drawing a thousand feet of silk, the intention is to reach a deep pool. The hook is three inches away, why don't you follow the path?"

After hearing these few sentences, Shenxiu was startled again and fell into deep thought.

From the perspective of everyone in Mofo Temple, it was the good nephew and good ally who was using fallacies to bully the ugly monk.

The next moment, Tao Qian took action.

As if not intending to give Shenxiu time to think, Tao Qian took out the gold cymbal borrowed from Shibi Arhat.

Throwing it into the air, I heard a thunder-like sound, reaching towards Shenxiu.

In the latter, green Buddha flames sprouted from all over his body, followed by the sound of thunder. It was the famous [Great Freedom Thunder Sound Buddha Flame].

Tao Qian is also a great supernatural power user now, but he thinks that it is difficult for him to withstand Shenxiu's full force.

But the gold cymbal is different, it is a big Buddha treasure.

The demonic sound of the golden cymbals ignored those Buddha flames and poured into Shenxiu's ears. As Shibi said, his Dharma body suddenly stagnated.

Right at this moment!

Buddha Wu Guo untied the cloth bag from his waist and threw it away.

As soon as the bag was opened, golden light surged and Shenxiu was sucked into it.

Fast! It’s too fast!

No matter which side it is, no one can react in time.

One breath ago, the two Buddhist disciples were still teaching Dharma. In the blink of an eye, Buddha Wu Guo used two Buddhist treasures to break Master Shenxiu's magical power and took them away.

Seeing that scene, the Mofo Temple side cheered for joy, while the Zizai Temple side were shocked.

Especially the more than 100 Vajra monk friends of Shenxiu Monk, they all shouted loudly and subconsciously rushed out to rescue the master.

As a result, millions of people in the provincial capital and audiences from all over the country had their eyes opened again.

More than a hundred Vajra monks have all transformed into genuine little golden figures, shining dazzlingly.

In an instant, a Vajra Arhat formation will be formed to crush them.

If this formation can be achieved, let alone Tao Qian.

Even a monk in Paradise may not be able to get a bargain.

Zen Master Dayu couldn't stop him, and Shibi Arhat didn't know what his plan was, so he didn't take action either.

There are only a few warlords and strongmen in Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Most of them, especially Gao Tianci and Yelu Baoshan, who had been taught a lesson by Tao Qian before, were also looking forward to making this handsome monk who was always good at showing off make a big fool of himself.

When Tao Qian saw this, he still had that charming smile on his face and said loudly:

"Good formation!"

"If I really allow you all to form a union, I'm afraid this poor monk's face will be swollen with a hammer."

"You are all concerned about the safety of Master Shenxiu, why don't you join me in this human race bag?"

Before he finished speaking, Tao Qian suddenly reached out and called back the golden cymbal.

Previously, Shibi judged that the magical power of Master Wuguo's nephew could probably make a golden cymbal ring once.

But at this moment, Tao Qian could be seen forcefully pulling it open with both hands, pouring in the majestic magic power from nowhere, forcefully making the golden cymbals ring again.

The frightening demonic sound suddenly rose, and there was great commotion in such a large provincial capital.

The whole Xiaoleiyin Temple trembled, a piece of flesh was cut off from the corpse, Cheng Luohan rolled off the altar, all the warlords fell on their backs, and millions of people covered their ears in pain... More than a hundred Vajra monks were about to form a formation,
To be continued...