In the monastery of Li City, Rulai Ma led numerous eminent monks to send Qin Mu and the rest off to the Buddha Realm. Their cultivations were too strong, so it was impossible for them to be taken in. Only Qin Mu, devil ape, and Ming Xin, these three divine arts practitioners whose cultivations were neither high nor low, could enter the Buddha Realm easily.
"Rulai, will there be any danger in letting them go?" Old Monk Jing Ming asked.
"Of course there will be danger, but there won't be much danger. Heaven will definitely keep an eye on the Buddha Realm and try to control it. They will definitely suppress the disciples of our Great Thunderclap Monastery and not let them return with the scriptures. "
Rulai Ma said with a smile, "That's why I let Cult Master Qin go with them. With Cult Master Qin going, there won't be much danger."
Old Monk Jing Ming pondered for a moment, but he couldn't think of the knack for it. He could only feel the danger and said, "May I ask Rulai to speak clearly."
Rulai Ma said, "The Buddha Realm is still the Buddha Realm after all. They are going to retrieve the scriptures, so even if the people of Heaven want to make a move on them, they won't bully the weak. Otherwise, they will be stopped by all the buddhas. With all the buddhas of the Buddha Realm around, they still have to be polite. If they don't bully the weak, Cult Master Qin will be able to handle it. There's a saying in fist skills, 'If you punch away, you'll avoid a hundred punches.' Cult Master Qin is the one who punches away. "
Old Monk Jing Ming seemed to be in deep thought, and he said with a smile, "In that case, Ming Xin will be the mediator."
Rulai Ma nodded and said, "Cult Master Qin hits people with a clear heart. If the other party plans to kill them with reason, it will be Zhan Kong's turn. If it's a debate, Zhan Kong can make them speechless. "
Old Monk Jing Ming was full of admiration and said respectfully, "Rulai is indeed worthy of the name of great wisdom."
In the Buddha Realm, on the sacred mountain of Amitabha Monastery, that huge 'sarira' spun all the way from the mountain gate to the mountain peak. The young monk standing in front of the main hall of Amitabha Monastery couldn't help being astonished and furious. His hands danced as he executed Dragon, Elephant, Tiger Three Fighting Technique. Divine arts like dragon, tiger, and form appeared around his body, which was extremely fierce and overbearing!
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The light of the 'sarira' drowned him, and his clothes instantly turned into butterflies fluttering in the air. He was completely naked, leaving only a pair of shoes.
The young monk was originally arrogant, demanding Qin Mu and the other two to kneel and worship up the mountain, and if they didn't, he would beat them. But now his arrogance was gone. Seeing the situation was not good, he was about to run away when suddenly two rays of light flashed from the 'Sarira'. His knees went soft and he knelt on the ground, unable to move.
The young monk was ashamed and hurriedly lay on the ground, not daring to let anyone see his face.
On the golden peak, the figures of great Buddhas appeared in the void, sitting high up. They looked down, all of them frowning.
A Buddha flicked his finger, and the young monk immediately felt that his legs could move again. He quickly covered the front and back of his body and ran away.
Suddenly, a Buddhist chant was heard. A huge golden hand flew out from the main hall of the Amitabha Temple and met Qin Mu's' Sarira '. It should be a manifestation type of supernatural power.
When the huge golden hand collided with Qin Mu's' Sarira ', it actually gave off a metallic clang that shook the mountains.
Auspicious clouds rose above the head of a white-robed monk under the seat of a great Buddha. The huge hand of divine art had flown out from the auspicious clouds to block Qin Mu's sword pellet. "What sarira, it's just a sword pellet!"
The white-robed monk looked at the huge 'Sarira' and smiled. "Puny spells, nothing but laughter! See how I'll take your sword pellet! "
Another lotus flower flew out from the auspicious clouds above his head and flew towards Qin Mu's huge sword pellet. Layers of lotus flowers fell down and enveloped the sword pellet.
Suddenly, the mountain trembled violently, and the white-robed monk felt the tremors coming from under his feet. Before he even heard the sound, he saw Qin Mu rushing up the mountain from the mountain path. Because he was too fast, there were even clouds rising on both sides of his body. Even though he was going up the mountain, he was like a fierce tiger coming down the mountain. His punch broke through the air, and the sound of thunder was deafening!
The entire Amitabha Monastery seemed to have fallen into a sea of lightning. When Qin Mu punched out, there were lightning and thunder everywhere!
The white-robed monk raised his hand to receive it, and instantly, his limbs and bones felt like they were going to explode. His brain felt like it was going to fly out of his skull, and his mind was filled with white. With a loud bang, he had already crashed ruthlessly into the sacred hall!
The wall of the grand hall had sunk inwards by about a foot, and the white-robed monk was embedded in the wall with his arms and legs spread out. Around his body were dense cracks, and crackling lightning bolts were running amok in his body.
Qin Mu raised his hand, and the sword pellet flew back and spun around. As for the huge hand and lotus divine arts of the white-robed monk, they had long been broken by his sword pellet.
The white-robed monk forced his eyes open, and they were filled with blood. He was in a daze, and he couldn't see Qin Mu clearly.
"This senior brother, your attainments in Buddhism aren't good enough."
Qin Mu's voice rang out in his ears. "Divine arts aren't the purpose of cultivating Buddhism. The purpose of cultivating Buddhism is to get rid of worries, to open wisdom, and to face life and death. Divine arts are just external paths. Since they're external paths, what difference does it make if I use sarira or sword pellet? "
The white-robed monk wanted to say something, but he coughed out a mouthful of blood, and he became dispirited.
In midair, a fat buddha with big ears said in a heavy voice, "Fallacious logic and heretical talk. You aren't a disciple of Buddhism, yet you dare to play with divine arts in front of us buddhas? "
Qin Mu executed Rulai's Mahayana Sutra, and he greeted all the buddhas with a solemn expression. "Buddhism? Disciple is ignorant, does Buddhism need a door to block all the living beings outside? "
That buddha burst into laughter. "Glib tongue." However, he didn't answer Qin Mu's question directly.
In the sky, the buddhas sat motionlessly, and Qin Mu looked around. He couldn't recognize which one was Dharma King Mo Lun.
Another buddha said with a smile, "Buddhas indeed don't need a door, the ones who need a door are the living beings. However, when you came up the mountain, you stripped the clothes of all the monks and made my little disciple kneel down. Now, you even injured my disciple, are you here to seek enlightenment or to create trouble? Buddhas also have nameless anger, aren't you afraid? "
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