"The Supreme Scripture has been found?"
Fang Xing had been drinking for a whole night and he had indulged himself without using his mana to refine it, but he was slightly tipsy. However, when he heard Eldest Cousin Sister's voice, he immediately became alert and the tipsy feeling disappeared in an instant. His heart was slightly agitated. Eldest Cousin Sister continued, "After the talisman was sent out, I also asked our family to investigate openly and secretly, but there was no result. Nobody expected that yesterday, the Buddhists from the Paramita Temple came and found out that they actually had a similar ancient scripture in their hands …"
"Are they willing to trade?"
Fang Xing was alerted and asked anxiously.
Little b * stard, you better be careful. The status of the Paramita Temple in the Pure Land is extraordinary. It is not inferior to the ten major ancient clans. They are also in charge of the Merit List and record the karmic results of all the cultivators in the Pure Land. Even the Divine Children of the ten major ancient clans need to be recognized by them. Only when their merit reaches a certain amount will they be able to obtain the karmic results of Arhat, Bodhisattva, and other karmic results. Moreover, they are proud of this. No matter what they say to you when they find you, you have to treat it with caution. Do not be presumptuous … "
Eldest Cousin was extremely careful and kept reminding Fang Xing.
"Alright, I know what I'm doing. I won't beat him up even if the negotiation fails!"
This was a serious matter, so Fang Xing agreed without hesitation. After asking a few more questions, he put away the jade talisman.
Paramita Temple?
Fang Xing couldn't help but frown at the name!
According to Eldest Cousin Sister, the Bi An Temple seemed to be a special existence in the Pure Land. It was not one of the top ten ancient clans, but it was very respected. Its overall strength was not very strong, but it was in charge of the Merit Chart in the Pure Land, which was related to the fate of all living beings. On the Merit Chart, after a certain amount of merit, one could obtain the title of Arhat or Bodhisattva. This was also the origin of the title of Arhat or Bodhisattva by the people of China. Those who could obtain the title of Arhat or Bodhisattva were all peerless talents, equivalent to the Daoist of China …
That Revered Sutra had fallen into their hands without any bias!
Fang Xing couldn't help but frown. After a long time, he made up his mind. No matter who it was, he wanted the Supreme Scripture.
"Daoist Master, there's a monk outside the Southern Border Village paying his respects to you …"
While he was deep in thought, a disciple who was on duty outside suddenly came to report, and Fang Xing couldn't help but be shocked.
"So fast?"
Fang Xing hurriedly ordered someone to bring the monk over while Fang Xing went straight out of the main hall of the palace. He looked down and saw that a few mountains away, on the mountain path, there were two disciples who robbed him and a skinny figure walking slowly towards him. He used the Dharma Vision Technique to look over and saw that it was a man dressed in a black monk's robe. His age could not be seen clearly, but his skin was dark and his mana fluctuations were not strong. He even looked like a person who did not have any cultivation, but there was a strange aura about him. As he walked, it was as if he was about to blend into the night.
"Hui Yue, a little monk from the Paramita Temple of the Pure Land, greets Arhat Fang Xing of the Beiming Family …"
When they met in the palace, the monk did not sit on the armchair opposite Fang Xing, but directly sat cross-legged on the ground and greeted him in a low voice.
"Arhat?"
Fang Xing originally wanted to directly ask about the Supreme Scripture, but when he heard the address, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
The monk said lightly, "Zhenren Fang already has a hundred thousand merits on the merit list, and can naturally achieve the Arhat Karma. If Zhenren Fang is willing to inherit the Buddhist karma and make a million merits, it's not impossible to become a Buddha, but it depends on whether Fellow Daoist Fang has a Bodhi Heart!"
"What kind of nonsense is this …"
Fang Xing immediately frowned and went straight to the point, "Big monk, cut the crap. Is the Supreme Scripture in your hands?"
The monk was not angry, and said calmly, "Previously, when the two Xuan Coffins fell into the Pure Land, there were monks from the Paramita Temple who went there. The Arhat of our temple found a Daoist book in a cave abode. Originally, this Daoist book was very strange, even the Arhat could only understand it, but not verbally. However, a month ago, the situation changed, and the laws of the underworld that restrained his mouth disappeared. Thus, the Arhat could finally narrate this matter, and only then did we know that he had this good fortune, so we took this opportunity to discuss the exchange with the Arhat …"
"A month ago, could it be because I spread the Supreme Scripture indiscriminately, and disturbed the laws of the underworld?"
Fang Xing couldn't help but be stunned. He secretly pondered, and then looked at the monk, "How can you prove that it's what I want?"
The monk said quietly, "The Qi of Mixed Elements manifests the good fortune, the great techniques are all in one heart …"
"That's right, that's it!"
Fang Xing's gaze turned cold. He cultivated the Taishang Alchemy Scripture and had the identity of a disciple of the Taishang Orthodoxy, so his ability to distinguish the authenticity of the Taishang Scripture was unparalleled. He was already touched by the few sentences of the scripture that the monk casually recited, and he knew that this was a true scripture with a single sentence. He even faintly guessed that this Taishang Scripture was a scripture that targeted cultivators to cast spells.
And this was also in line with his previous conjecture.
The three scriptures of the Supreme Nine Scriptures, Spiritual Transformation, Sensing, and Immortal, were used to cultivate the foundation and build the foundation.
As for the two scriptures in the middle, Formation Breaking and Carefree, one was for martial arts, and the other was for movement techniques. They were used for fights of magical powers. Other than these two scriptures, there was originally a scripture that targeted cultivators to cultivate spells, so it should be this Supreme Scripture …
"Alright, big monk, let's not beat around the bush!"
Fang Xing sighed, and said directly, "Give me that scripture, and I'll give it to you in exchange for anything you want!"
After hearing Fang Xing's words, the monk responded with a faint smile, and said in a low voice, "I wonder what you want to exchange for this scripture, Arhat?"
Fang Xing glanced at him, and said expressionlessly, "These ten mountains are linked to immeasurable good fortune, I'll give them all to you!"
The monk sighed, and said, "The Mysterious Coffin's good fortune is determined by fate. Forcefully occupying the territory and seizing the good fortune, it's not good. These ten mountains were also obtained by Arhat after he bathed in blood, and they're tied to them. The Paramita Temple is not willing to take away the good fortune of others, so Arhat can keep them!"
"You're not satisfied with this …"
Fang Xing's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly took out his storage bag, poured it on the ground, and said with a low laugh, "Big monk, although I don't have many Dharma treasures, I'm not lacking either. There are many rare things in here, and there are many that even I don't have the time to study in detail. You can take your pick, except for this Dragon Pattern Saber that I like very much, if you want anything else, you can take it!"
Seeing the treasures on the ground and the shocking Dharma treasures, even the monk's eyes could not help but flicker, and he was quite tempted, but in the end, he shook his head, and said, "Those who have transcended the world do not care about worldly possessions. Although these Dharma treasures are good, it's a pity that they don't belong to the Buddhist Sect!"
"You have pretty high standards …"
Fang Xing clenched his teeth, and sighed helplessly, and said, "I have five scrolls of the Supreme Scripture, how about I exchange them for this one?"
"Sigh …"
The monk sighed, as if it was a pity, and said, "The Supreme Scripture is a supreme Dharma, and it is the most precious treasure for cultivators. Before this, the disciples of the Paramita Temple were lucky to obtain one scroll, and if they could obtain five more, it would be a great blessing. It's a pity that Buddhism and Daoism have different philosophies. No matter how good the Daoism's Immortal Scriptures are, they are ultimately not what the disciples of the Kasaya Sect are after. Arhat, you should keep these five scrolls of the Supreme Scripture!"
"You don't even want this? What do you monks want? Are you asking for too much? "
Fang Xing couldn't help but feel a little resentful. He had taken out these three items, but each of them was enough to exchange for the Scripture of the Highest Supreme. In fact, let alone one, he could even exchange for two. However, this monk actually refused to agree. This caused the anger in Fang Xing's heart to rise. His good impression of this monk fell to the lowest point. He forcefully suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "I'll give you all three items, okay?"
However, unexpectedly, the monk still shook his head, and lowered his head in silence.
"You're forcing me to use my killer move …"
Fang Xing's eyes turned cold. He suddenly took out a few scriptures from his bosom and placed them in front of the monk.
The monk, who was chanting with his head lowered, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes lit up as he stared at the scriptures in Fang Xing's hands.
"Buddha Visualization Scripture …"
"Sutra of the Buddha …"
"Prajna Sutra …"
"Dipankara Demon Subduing Scripture …"
Fang Xing took out the scriptures one by one and placed them in front of the monk. Every time he placed a scripture on the table, he would recite a name. And every time he recited a name, the monk's body would tremble, and his eyes were practically burning with fire. It was as if he could not control himself, and he wanted nothing more than to hug these scriptures in his arms. The way he looked at Fang Xing was also filled with fear and respect. It was as if he had never imagined that Fang Xing would take out so many treasured scriptures that were extremely precious to Buddhist disciples. It was simply terrifying.
"You … These scriptures, where did you get them from …"
The monk used almost all of his self-control to barely control himself and ask this question.
"Why do you care where I got them from? It's worth it to exchange these scriptures for the Sutra of Supreme, right?"
Fang Xing's eyes were cold as he stared at the excited monk in front of him.
"Arhat, you already have 100,000 merit points. Since you have such affinity with Buddhism, why don't you offer these scriptures to my Paramita Temple and add more merit points? With this act of offering scriptures, I can conclude that Arhat will be the first among the younger generation to obtain the name of a true Buddha … "
The monk was extremely excited. He suddenly reached out and tugged on Fang Xing's sleeve.
"Offer your ass …"
Fang Xing was speechless. He flung his sleeve away and frowned. "I only want to exchange for that Sutra of Supreme. Are you going to give it to me or not?"
He was already 70% confident. He did not believe that the monk would not be tempted if he took out these scriptures.
However, he did not expect that after the monk's expression changed from reluctance, pain, conflict, despair, and even coldness, he finally forced himself to close his eyes. His lips seemed to be trembling as he was unwilling to say the following words. However, he still forced himself to say with great perseverance, "Each of these Buddhist scriptures is a priceless treasure to my Paramita Temple, but … I won't exchange them!"
"He actually won't exchange them …"
Fang Xing was stupefied as well, and then his rage rose. He grabbed the monk by the collar and shouted, "Stinking bald donkey, are you playing with me? If you won't exchange them for anything, then why did you come looking for me? Or should I say, what the f * ck do you want to exchange for? "
"I'll exchange them …"
The monk's face was also filled with pain, but he still pointed his finger in a direction. This directly shocked Fang Xing.
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