Chapter 5: I can see at a glance that you are not human
An Lushan is a fat man with a fierce look on his face, and he is not a good person at first glance.
Next to An Lushan was an old monk dressed as a Buddhist monk with kind eyes and beardless face. He was wearing a gorgeous cassock, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and as he walked, his whole body shone with golden light, like the light of the Buddha.
Just standing there gives people the feeling of a peaceful, lofty, solemn and sacred Buddhist monk.
"The Imperial Master has also come to attend the Bliss Banquet. This is the first time."
Li Longji smiled broadly and glanced meaningfully at the Imperial Master and An Lushan.
It couldn't be a coincidence that the two of them were traveling together.
However, Li Longji did not think deeply about it.
"Amitabha!"
The Imperial Master chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and said: "The poor monk sensed that there was evil spirit escaping into the hall. He was afraid that His Majesty would be frightened, so he came to protect him."
"Who dares to enter the imperial city?" Li Longji frowned.
The emperor in the human world is appointed by heaven and has the protection of his country. When ordinary monsters see the emperor, they must stay away from him.
Jiang Fan heard the conversation between the two and heard the thief shouting "Catch the thief."
Because he saw from the master's body that underneath the false Buddha nature, there was a demonic spirit hidden in the sky.
"National Preceptor, Pudu Cihang?"
Jiang Fan was slightly surprised.
Unexpectedly, I met the centipede spirit from A Chinese Ghost Story 2.
This centipede spirit is also very powerful. He used the name of Buddhism to confuse all living beings, and even became a national advisor, stealing the fortune of the Tang Dynasty to strengthen himself.
The Daoxing is really not shallow, and he has already refined a real flesh and blood skin. Therefore, even if Jiang Fan opens his Dharma Eyes, he can only see a little bit of evil spirit, and cannot break the illusion and seek the truth to see the opponent's true nature.
After watching singing and dancing illusions for a long time, Jiang Fan was not going to turn a blind eye when he saw a big demon, whether it was to complete a mission or to protect the people.
With a flick of the Taiyi whisk in his hand, Jiang Fan stepped out and looked at the Imperial Master: "Senior, I have white hair and a childish face. I exhale and breathe calmly. My cultivation has reached its peak. I don't know how many years have I practiced?"
When they saw a young monk in white walking out of the crowd to ask about the imperial master, everyone around them also pricked up their ears.
Pudu Cihang looked at Jiang Fan and found that the other person's aura was restrained and he could not see the depth clearly, but his Buddhist aura was extremely intimidating. He was startled and said calmly: "Time does not leave anyone behind. In the blink of an eye, after thousands of years of practice, only then can you
Have you achieved Buddhahood? Young man."
What he said was untrue and he deliberately concealed his true cultivation level.
In fact, Cihang Pudu had been practicing for thousands of years, otherwise how could he have withstood the task of stealing the fortune of the Tang Dynasty.
The national destiny seems illusory, but in this world, it is a real existence, similar to the dragon vein. Ordinary monsters don't even dare to approach the capital of the Tang Dynasty, let alone stealing the national destiny.
Pudu Cihang was able to thrive in the Tang Dynasty, which shows that he was extraordinary.
As for Buddhahood, it is naturally impossible.
It is not impossible to use demons to practice Buddhism. In Buddhism, many people achieve enlightenment in demon bodies.
But Cihang Pudu is obviously not a serious Buddhist monster.
Jiang Fan naturally didn't believe Pudu Cihang's words and shook his head slightly: "Ashamed! I have only been practicing for twenty years."
At this point, Jiang Fan changed his words and shouted loudly in the eyes of countless people in astonishment: "Unlike the Imperial Master, you can steal the sky and change the weather."
"I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"
With Jiang Fan's loud shout, it was like a tongue trembling with thunder, and the color of the world suddenly changed.
The people around him were stunned.
Are you kidding me? Pudu Cihang was the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty, not a human being?
Is it still impossible to become a Buddha?
"Ignorant young man, don't be presumptuous."
Pudu Cihang's expression changed and his eyes became sharp when Jiang Fan exposed him.
Jiang Fan was majestic and undaunted. He shook his holy cassock and looked directly at Pudu Cihang with his eyes like a torch.
"Bold monster, I want you to show your true colors!"
Jiang Fan's words were mixed with magical power and full of power, causing the eardrums of everyone around him to ache.
Without giving Pudu Cihang a chance to defend himself, Jiang Fan had already begun to make Buddha seals with his hands.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Bama Hong!"
"Reveal yourself!"
As Jiang Fan's mighty Tianlong seal was released, surging mana suddenly burst out from his body.
In an instant, thousands of Buddha lights illuminated the entire hall in an instant!
Buddha's light does no harm to ordinary people. Bathing in Buddha's light can strengthen the body, eliminate disasters and diseases, and make people feel like a spring breeze.
But for Pudu Cihang, the Buddha's light was sharp and hot, like a red-hot sword touching his body.
After being illuminated by the golden Buddha's light, Cihang Pudu's body began to rot, and green smoke filled the air. Along with howling in pain, a burst of golden light also rose from the green smoke.
In the blink of an eye, a huge golden Buddha statue appeared in front of everyone.
The golden Buddha is sitting on the lotus platform, holding the Dharma seal with his hand. He is majestic and speaks the truth.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The sea of suffering is boundless and you can turn back to the shore..."
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The sea of suffering is boundless and you can turn back to the shore..."
Waves of sounds of Buddha, ghosts, and ghosts surrounded the hall. The people around him, from the king to the courtiers, when they heard the strange Buddha's voice, their expressions instantly became dull and their actions became stiff and mechanical.
He was walking towards the Golden Buddha like a puppet whose mind was controlled by someone.
Except for the golden Buddha, nothing else could be seen.
The magic sound reaches my ears.
Jiang Fan only felt that there were many hallucinations in front of him, as if there were endless demons coming, trying to arouse the desire in his heart, sinking into the sea of desire, and giving up resistance.
"The Sanskrit sound that demands life! Humph, you have a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing."
Jiang Fan's eyes were cold, and he turned his hands and transformed into a Zen staff.
"wake up!"
The Zen staff in his hand touches the ground, and the golden rings on the Zen staff collide, emitting a crisp Sanskrit sound.
When people around him heard this sound, they all woke up as if they were enlightened and awakening from a dream.
"what happened?"
"For just a moment, I seemed to have lost consciousness."
"Are the young monk and the imperial master fighting in a battle of wits?"
"I just heard the young monk calling the imperial master a monster."
"How is it possible? Look, the national master has become a Buddha!"
The people who woke up in the main hall looked at Jiang Fan who was confronting the Golden Buddha, with puzzled faces, and some were confused about the situation.
Jiang Fan didn't care about them.
"What evil spirit is there, daring to be rude to the Imperial Master?"
At this time, a group of beautiful women wearing Fanbang robes entered the palace with scimitars and angrily scolded Jiang Fan.
Although these women were dressed in robes and looked holy, their whole bodies were filled with evil aura and they were not of high moral character. Jiang Fan could tell at a glance that they were actually a group of centipedes.
"I'm a humble person, but I dare to be so presumptuous in front of you."
Jiang Fan's eyes gleamed, and there was a real light in his eyes.
The heat sight mixed with Buddha's light swept across.
Several beautiful women were unable to dodge, and their heads were suddenly separated. The moment they fell, they turned into giant centipedes that were thicker than an adult's waist!
"monster!"
"What a monster!"
When Li Longji saw the dead centipede spirit, he was startled and hid behind Yang Yuhuan regardless of his appearance.
The people around, including court officials, celebrities, female officials, female family members, and foreign guests, were so frightened that they backed away and fled in all directions. The scene became very chaotic.
Pudu Cihang, who transformed into a golden Buddha, had no time to pay attention to others. He looked at Jiang Fan as if facing a formidable enemy and shouted: "Namo's Paradise, the Tathagata of the West is riding here, what kind of evil monster are you? In front of the Buddha, why don't you hurry up?
Show yourself."
"You are so bold and evil, you dare to blaspheme my Buddha, you don't take me seriously at all!"
The Taiyi whisk in his hand was swung, and three thousand dust threads flew out. The Buddha fire rolled up on it, blooming like a red lotus from hell, and struck the golden Buddha fiercely.