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Chapter 202: The Blind Monk

"There is something for us." Liu Tian was shocked and confused. It was only their first meeting with the monk, and the monk actually wanted to give them something. "Senior, what on earth is it!"

The blind monk stretched out his right hand, and something like a lotus seed appeared in his hand. It was crystal clear. Although he didn't know what it was, he knew it was not an ordinary thing at a glance.

If there were a female Bodhisattva or a male Buddhist here, they would be so surprised when they saw this thing. This thing is the Buddha's heart, a peerless treasure of genius, and its effect is self-evident.

"Senior, this is just our first meeting. I can't accept this thing!"

Liu Tian first came to the West Desert and was not familiar with the place. He knew better than anyone else that he was not guilty of harboring the jade. The reason why he escaped from the Eastern Wasteland was because he could draw the ancient bow of annihilation. At this time, the blind monk gave him Just by looking at something, you will feel comfortable all over your body, as if you are bathing in the spring breeze. Its true value must be immeasurable.

The blind monk was not angry when he saw that Liu Tian refused to accept it. He just said calmly: "It is a blessing, not a curse. It is a curse that cannot be avoided. This thing may bring disaster to you, but it can save the woman behind you, the three-soul grass. You can't find this fairy grass. Only Yaochi Immortal Palace and Leiyin Temple have treasures. If you want to get it, you can only exchange it with the lotus seeds in your hand!"

Liu Tian's pupils shrank for a while, and the blind monk actually knew that he was looking for the Three Soul Grass: "Senior..."

He wanted to speak, but the blind monk interrupted him: "No need to say more, it's getting late, I have to wait for three people to arrive, you take this thing!"

As he said that, the blind monk formed a seal with his hands, punched out the lotus seeds in his hands, and shot them directly at Liu Tian's forehead. Strangely enough, when the lotus seeds came into contact with Liu Tian's forehead, they actually disappeared automatically, as if they were submerged into Liu Tian's brain.

"Let's go, this thing is hidden in your forehead, and ordinary female Bodhisattvas and Southern Buddhists can't find it. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, leave quickly!"

After the blind monk finished speaking, he stopped talking. His empty eyes just stared into the distance, as if waiting for others.

When Liu Tian saw this, he didn't want to ask too much, so he left the pavilion with surprise and suspicion.

Not far away, Wu Fan's voice came: "Junior brother, let's just leave like this. I always feel that this blind man is more of a magician than the old village chief of Wangjia Village. West Desert is worthy of being a paradise for magicians. We might as well stay here Look, who is he waiting for!"

Liu Tian was attracted by Wu Fan's words. He also wanted to see who the blind monk was and whether he was being mysterious, so he chose a slightly private place and they secretly watched all the actions of the pavilion.

Time passed, and Liu Tian and the other two stayed together for an hour. There was not a single ghost on the path. Just when Wu Fan was about to become impatient, an old voice came from afar.

"Amitabha, senior brother, it's been three years since we've been away, and you're fine!"

Liu Tian and others heard the sound and looked around, and found that a male Buddhist, about fifty or sixty years old, had appeared on the path. He was wearing Buddhist robes and had not shaved his head. He looked like a master.

"Junior Brother Huiyan, you are here, sit down!"

The blind monk knew who was coming just by listening to the sound.

The visitor clasped his hands together and bowed to the blind monk before strolling into the pavilion. Although he was walking, his steps were filled with wind, as if he were walking on water, with an extraordinary gracefulness.

"Senior brother, your eyes..." After taking a closer look, Huiyan realized that the blind monk's eyes were blind. "It seems that the blind monk who has become famous in the West Desert in recent years is undoubtedly senior brother!"

The blind monk stared at Hui Yan's face with his empty eyes. Although he was blind, he seemed to be able to see through all the greed, anger and ignorance in the world: "Fame is just a passing cloud, no matter I am here or not!"

"Come, drink tea!"

The blind monk handed over the teacup in his hand and poured tea for Huiyan. He didn't look like a blind man at all.

Huiyan took the tea but hesitated to drink it, as if he was very worried.

The blind monk smiled faintly, took the lead in picking up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "Do you understand what the master said before he died!"

Huiyan hesitantly picked up the tea cup in his hand, took a cautious sip, and then said: "I know but I don't understand!"

The blind monk shook his head: "Buddha said: Emptiness is form, form is emptiness, all living beings and phenomena are empty for eternity. Junior brother, why bother to be persistent!"

"Senior brother, you are the one who is persistent. Master once said that desire is the source of evil. Only by cutting off desire can we achieve good and achieve peace of mind. You have violated the precept!"

In the pavilion, two eminent monks asked each other about the appearance of living beings, their appearance, their appearance, etc. They seemed to be having a debate on Buddhism.

In the distance, Wu Fan's head was pounding when he heard: "Damn it, Buddhism is really brainwashing everyone. No wonder people in the entire West Desert are learning Buddhism. This is so eloquent. By the way, they can't just say three things like this." Three days and three nights, there will be no end!"

Liu Tian smiled bitterly and said: "If there is such a possibility, let's go!"

He felt that instead of wasting time here and watching, it would be better to leave as soon as possible. He always felt that the blind monk would not bring him anything good. If it was true as the Buddhists said, everything has cause and effect, then the blind monk just gave him a Lotus seeds, this must be the cause, but I don't know what the result will be. Liu Tian always feels that this is not a good thing.

"Okay, let's go then. These Buddhists just chant sutras and talk all day long. If you let me do this, it won't be boring to death!"

Wu Fan muttered and was about to get up when Qiu Ling'er's voice came: "Ah, they seem to be fighting!"

Wu Fan and Liu Tian were both shocked. They hid their auras again and looked up. As expected, they found that the atmosphere between the two of them had become disharmonious. The teacup on Shi Zhuozi was pulled by the two people's qi and was actually suspended in the air. .

"Junior brother, since I planted the cause, let me be the one to bring about the fruit." The blind monk's voice had no ripples, but Liu Tian heard a faint sigh from it.

Huiyan snorted coldly: "Senior brother, since you are stubborn and ineffective, it's time to stop the karma between you and me. I, the Buddha, are merciful!"

Huiyan clasped his hands together suddenly, and a golden Buddha statue suddenly appeared behind him. The Buddha statue was only the size of two people and full of divine brilliance.

"This is Western Desert Buddhism!"

Wu Fan and Liu Tian were puzzled by their origins. Western Desert is a country that believes in Buddhism. Although they also have animal blood in their bodies, they will not choose to awaken the animal blood and become half-orcs. Instead, they will pursue Buddhism and practice Buddhism. Dacheng can also move mountains and seas, go to heaven and earth, and is omnipotent.

Buddhism is a profound cultivation method. In the prehistoric era, there were countless geniuses in Kyushu. There were ancient cultivators who practiced themselves, and there were ancestors of the Guigu Sect who were proficient in formations. However, as time goes by, many cultivation methods have passed away. Being buried did not form a major trend, so that later generations pursued power, drank animal blood, and became half-orcs. Only the Western Desert inherited ancient Buddhism and became an independent country.

"Amitabha!"

The blind monk also clasped his hands together, and suddenly made a strange mark with his hands, and shouted softly: "Seal of Mercy!"

A huge Buddha's palm suddenly came from the sky, like the hand of Buddha, and struck Huiyan. The entire pavilion was enveloped in golden light, as if a living Bodhisattva was about to ascend.

Huiyan sneered: "I can also do the mercy seal, one of the top ten mudras!"

Making seals with both hands, Huiyan also made a mercy seal.

When the two handprints collided, a loud noise erupted, and a huge shock wave spread out in all directions, like a sharp sword.

"Damn it, these monks usually treat me with compassion, but I didn't expect them to be so fierce when fighting!"

The huge aftermath made Wu Fan feel like his whole body had been cut by knives. The skin was cut in many places, and Gugu's blood flowed out. The cultivation of the blind monk and Huiyan was unfathomable.

On the side, Liu Tian's situation was not much better. In order to protect Qiu Ling'er and Qin Jianjia behind him, he used Zijin Bubai Shen in the aftermath of the battle between the two. Despite this, he still felt tingling all over his body. .

"Brother, stand back!"

Liu Tian immediately retreated. The two of them had just warmed up, but the aftermath of the battle was already unbearable. If the two of them fought to the top, they would be missing arms and legs.

"Back, back, back!"

Wu Fan quickly retreated without Liu Tian's reminder.

While they were retreating, the two people in the pavilion each made a few moves, and the entire sky was dyed golden. With such crazy momentum, the two of them were definitely the kings.

This is the first time Liu Tian has seen such a low-key king. In the Eastern Wasteland, as long as a king appears, which king will not appear on a flying mount to attract people's applause, but the king of the West Desert is as low-key as A wolf in sheep's clothing.

However, strangely enough, such a powerful attack by the two people did not destroy the pavilion. Liu Tian looked carefully. Whenever the aftermath of the battle hit the pavilion, the Buddha statue carved on it would emit a similar effect. The light of the world blocked the aftermath.

The Buddhist teachings in the Western Desert are indeed profound.

Surprised, the two had fought for ten rounds, and the sky was filled with Buddha's light, as if they had entered the Buddha's paradise.

Finally, the golden light dissipated and the pavilion returned to calm. Liu Tian looked up and saw that the two eminent monks were sitting quietly in their seats as before. If Huiyan's face had not turned pale and blood was pouring from the corner of his mouth, Liu Tian would have thought that what had just happened was Everything is an illusion.

"Amitabha, junior brother, you cannot have the world in mind. Without a heart of compassion, how can you achieve great success with the Palm of Mercy?" the blind monk spoke.

Huiyan clasped his hands together: "My skills are inferior to others, but next time we meet, you will definitely be defeated by me!"

With a cold snort, Huiyan stood up and planned to leave the pavilion.

The blind monk's voice came again: "Junior brother, I said, today the causal relationship between you and me is over!"

Huiyan's eyes turned cold: "You want to kill me!"

The blind monk did not speak, but waved his hands and cast a complex seal again. As he made the seal, a ten-foot-tall Buddha formed behind him, as if standing tall with the sky and the earth, and the light of the Buddha shone in all directions.

When Huiyan saw this Buddha statue, his pupils kept shrinking: "Qiankun Seal, I didn't expect you to have learned the Qiankun Seal!"

At this moment, Huiyan was no longer calm, and his original immortal spirit disappeared. With one step of his feet, he wanted to ride on the Buddha's light and fly away.

"go!"

The blind monk locked his empty eyes on Hui Yan, and with a soft drink, he finally punched out the Qiankun Seal. In an instant, a huge coercion fell from the sky and rose from the ground. The entire sky lost color because of this hand seal.


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