Shen Yunlong stared at the phantom of the Buddha still standing behind Huikong.
I find it very incredible.
It was obvious that he had used Junzi Gangfeng to melt away all the monk's cultivation.
It stands to reason that this phantom of the Buddha should have dissipated.
But why can it still exist? .???.
Could it be
Doesn't the appearance of the Buddha's shadow have anything to do with the monk's cultivation?
It's not until Shen Yunlong figures it out.
Change is coming again!
Then he saw the Buddha's phantom fly out with a golden light and penetrate into Huikong's body.
Huikong's body trembled.
The cultivation that had just been wiped away by Jun Zigang was now surging up again like a tidal wave.
Buzz buzz!!!
In less than a few breaths, Huikong's cultivation level returned.
The early stage of Huayuan!
No damage at all.
A solid batch!
"Is this the miracle of Buddha?"
Elder Fang and the other five people were all dumbfounded.
Good guy!
The cultivation level that was destroyed by Jun Zigang was restored in the blink of an eye?
What is this if not a miracle of Buddha?
The door for outrageous motherfucking is outrageous!
It’s so outrageous!
Elder Fang and the other five people were even more excited.
It was indeed a wise choice for me and others to switch to Buddhism.
This thing is much better than reading.
Huikong was actually surprised himself.
He actually doesn't care about his lost cultivation.
Whether he has cultivated himself or not, it cannot affect Huikong's firm Buddha mind.
Even if you become a mortal without cultivation, so what?
As a monk, the most important thing is the Dharma.
Rather than cultivation!
Even if I don't have the slightest bit of cultivation, I will still promote Buddhism for the Holy Son.
But the phantom of the Buddha behind him made Huikong's cultivation come back.
Huikong couldn't help but look back, knowing clearly.
This is not some miracle of Buddha.
But the miracle of the Son!
Only the Holy Son can do such incredible things.
"Amitabha."
Huikong looked at Shen Yunlong in the sky.
"Donor, would you like to listen to the poor monk preach about Buddhism now?"
Shen Yunlong's face was distorted.
He was really at his wits end.
This monk can't even be beaten to death.
Even if your cultivation is exhausted, you can come back again.
How to do this?
There is no way at all.
"This monk is so weird, I can't get entangled with him anymore."
Shen Yunlong immediately retreated to the academy.
And make a prompt decision.
"Use the formation to cover the academy, and no one is allowed to go out."
Shen Yunlong immediately ordered.
"yes!"
Several elders quickly went to raise the magic circle.
Buzz!!!
The array's light lit up, enveloping the entire Baisha Academy.
This is the most powerful magic circle in Baisha Academy. It was requested by Shen Yunlong when he visited a Confucian hidden master. >
It can sustain for three days under the full attack of a strong semi-saint.
With such a magic circle covering the entire Baisha Academy, no matter how weird the monk is, it will never affect the people in the academy.
I asked Shuxianglongyuan for help again, and asked Shuxianglongyuan to send experts to deal with this monk.
Perfect!
Shen Yunlong admired himself for a while.
How can you be so smart?
Then I thought about it, I couldn't rush to Shuxianglongyuan for help.
This is not a glorious thing.
It's a bit embarrassing.
It's better to wait and see. Maybe the monk knew that there was nothing he could do to him and others, and then he left in despair.
Shen Yunlong asked everyone in the academy to return to their places.
Continue to study as you should and practice as you should.
Ignore Huikong outside the academy.
Has Huikong let go?
of course not!
Is he actually the kind of person who gives up easily?
Although Baisha Academy used a magic circle to isolate itself.
But Huikong still wanted to let the people in the academy hear his Dharma.
"The five of you, follow me in chanting."
"Is it here?"
"Yes, right here!"
Huikong sat cross-legged, while Elder Fang and the five others sat behind Huikong.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty, and overcomes all sufferings."
Huikong began to chant sutras.
Elder Fang and the other five people followed Huikong's thoughts.
Huikong said something, and they recited something.
Gradually.
The sound of reciting sutras could be heard outside Baisha Academy.
The array is not soundproof.
Therefore, the chanting sounds of Huikong and others can naturally reach Baisha Academy.
At the beginning.
Everyone in Baisha Academy didn't take it seriously at all.
You like to chant sutras.
Then just read it.
Anyway, we are hiding in the academy and are safe and sound. You, a monk, can recite it as much as you want.
Shen Yunlong also didn't pay attention to the sound of chanting sutras at all.
I just think this monk is very stupid.
Just chanting sutras?
What's the use?
It’s unlikely that if you recite sutras for three days, the disciples in my academy will be willing to submit to Buddhism, right?
hehe.
Totally impossible.
In the blink of an eye.
three days later
"The master of the hospital is in trouble!"
Shen Yunlong was reading ancient books in his study when he was suddenly interrupted.
An elder ran in hurriedly.
Shen Yunlong couldn't help but frown.
"How can you be so flustered?"
The elder didn't care about this and spoke quickly.
"More than twenty academy disciples crossed the magic circle and went out!"
"What?"
Hearing this, Shen Yunlong, who was still calm at first, suddenly stood up.
"Who asked them to go out? Didn't I give the order? No one is allowed to leave the magic circle without my permission!"
The elder looked helpless, "Master, they want to go out on their own, and they keep talking."
"What else can you say?"
"They also said that they want to become a monk and convert to Buddhism!"
"Fuck!!!"
Shen Yunlong was shocked.
Rush out of the study room quickly.
at the same time.
At the gate of Baisha Academy.
More than twenty academy disciples walked out of the magic circle together.
They all came to Huikong.
Everyone's face has a look of confusion.
"Master, I have a lot of confusion."
"Master, I feel like life has no meaning anymore."
"Master, I miss home."
More than twenty academy disciples gathered in front of Huikong, each one begging Huikong to answer their questions.
Huikong smiled.
"All the donors are confused, and the poor monk feels the same way."
"It's better to recite Buddhist scriptures with the poor monks and find true peace in the Buddhist scriptures!"
More than twenty disciples nodded in unison.
Then they all sat next to Huikong.
Everyone clasped their hands together and looked at Huikong.
Huikong started chanting sutras again.
These academy disciples also started chanting together.
This scene was witnessed by Shen Yunlong who happened to arrive.
Shen Yunlong's face was ashen, his fists were clenched, and he wished he could rush out and bring all the disciples back.
"Why don't you stop them from getting out?"
Shen Yunlong had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only roar at those elders.
Those elders looked at each other.
"Master, I think these disciples should have their own pursuits."
An elder said this.
"What did you say?"
Shen Yunlong was stunned.
"Yes, Master, although they are Confucian disciples, they did not sell themselves to Confucianism. Today they have some enlightenment and are willing to join Buddhism. This is also their destiny."
"Master, everyone has their own ambitions, so don't force yourself."
Not just one elder, but several elders have this attitude.
This made Shen Yunlong feel horrified.
Because, in the eyes of these elders, he also saw the yearning for Buddhism.
"Can this monk, who chants sutras all day long, still have such an influence on the people in my academy?"
Shen Yunlong immediately looked at the other people in the academy.
The elders were okay. Although they were more or less affected by the chanting all day long, they had not lost their minds.
But the disciples in the academy are different.
After all, they are young, have limited Confucian cultivation, and have weak resistance to the sound of chanting sutras.
The more than twenty academy disciples who voluntarily walked out are a precedent.
Seeing that all of them looked dazed and confused, I was afraid that some of them would want to walk out.
"This is not okay, we must not let this monster monk shake the foundation of my Baisha Academy!"
Shen Yunlong immediately waved his hand and arranged a soundproof array. >
Once the soundproof circle is out, the sound of chanting from outside cannot be transmitted in.
Baisha Academy suddenly returned to its former peace.
However, those academy disciples who could not hear the chanting actually appeared irritable and uneasy.
Shen Yunlong saw this and took out the treasure of his academy.
An ancient text written by a Confucian sage!
Hanging in the lobby of the academy.
With the help of ancient writings by sages, we can gradually resolve the influence of Buddhist scriptures on the disciples of the academy.
Don't even say it.
With this ancient article by the sages, those academy disciples who were influenced by Buddhist scriptures began to become normal one by one.
Shen Yunlong felt relieved when he saw this.
"It seems that the articles written by my Confucian sages are better."
Shen Yunlong went back to study ancient books by himself.
As for asking for help from Shuxianglongyuan, Shen Yunlong planned to wait for a while.
Maybe after a few days, when the demon monk sees no progress, he will leave on his own.
As for the loss of one elder and more than twenty academy disciples, it is still within the acceptable range.
It will not affect the foundation of Baisha Academy.
Ever since.
Three more days passed.
Shen Yunlong was splashing ink with great enthusiasm.
I have just finished writing one word and am about to start writing the second word.
"Master! Master! It's not good!"
The elder who reported the news before came again.
And he looked even more panicked than last time.
Shen Yunlong was startled, and the words he just started to write were immediately broken.
One word directly pulls the hips.
Shen Yunlong's face was ugly, but he still suppressed his anger and looked up.
"what happened again?"
"I don't know which disciple wrote down the sutra that the evil monk recited a few days ago. Now it has spread in the academy, and all the disciples are reciting the sutra!"
"What?"
Shen Yunlong stood up again and hurried out.
When Shen Yunlong arrived.
It's too late.
More than fifty disciples, holding handwritten Buddhist scriptures, all walked out of the magic circle and came to Huikong.
"Please master, accept us!"
More than fifty disciples, holding Buddhist scriptures in their hands, knelt in front of Huikong.
Pious and yearning!
There was a look of relief on Huikong's face.
"No matter who is willing to enter Buddhism, he will be blessed by the Buddha!"
"From now on, you are my Buddhist disciples."
"Thank you, Master!"
All the disciples were extremely excited and wished they could have themselves ordained immediately.
When Shen Yunlong witnessed all this, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and veins popped out on his face.
But he can still hold on.
At least, several elders are still there, and there is no second Elder Fang.
Just as I was thinking this, someone suddenly rushed out beside me.
"Master, I also want to become a monk!"
The person shouting and running is actually an elder from Baisha Academy!
This chapter has more than 3,000 words, you have to believe me!