After hearing what Monk Bupo said, Xiao Muyun raised his eyebrows.
The fluentness of the monk's words is not broken.
The expressions and movements are natural.
It doesn't look like a gaffe at all.
On the contrary, it was more like not hugging each other for a while, revealing his true nature...
Thinking of this, Xiao Muyun twitched the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile: "It doesn't matter..."
"But Master, aren't we talking about using Buddha's teachings to transform?"
"The punch you just punched also belonged to Buddhism?"
Behind the words, Xiao Muyun's face was full of doubts.
"That's natural!"
After hearing this, Monk Bupo said: "The punch that poor monk just made is a real Buddhist magic!"
???
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyun's body froze.
After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Muyun said: "Master, please forgive me for being stupid..."
"I really don't understand how that punch just now has anything to do with Buddhism?"
"Haha, it seems that my little brother's understanding of my Zen Buddhism is not deep enough!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo patted Xiao Muyun's shoulder.
At the same time, he said loudly: "Although my Zen sect has Bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, I also have Vajra's angry eyes..."
"This guy has been blinded by evil evil ways and regards his own life as nothing..."
"The punch the poor monk just gave was a wake-up call to wake him up!"
As he said this, Monk Fuba clasped his hands together, showing a sad look.
"Wake up?"
Seeing Monk Bupo clasping his hands together, Xiao Muyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Why does it look like torture to me?"
"Amitabha,"
After hearing this, Monk Bupo recited the Buddha's name softly and said, "What the little donor said is wrong."
"A poor monk is a monk..."
"Monks are compassionate, sweep the floor for fear of killing ants, cherish moths and cover lamps with gauze..."
"What's more, the poor monk is the abbot of Hanshan Temple. How could he be tortured?"
Having said this, Monk Bupo showed a kind expression on his face.
"Yeah?"
After hearing what Monk Bupo said, Xiao Muyun hesitated and said.
At the same time, he looked towards the Tongtian Ghost.
At this time, Tongtian Ghost's eyes were wide open and filled with bloodshot eyes.
Traces of blood mixed with saliva kept dripping out.
At first glance, he looked indescribably embarrassed.
He no longer had the arrogance he had just now.
"That's natural!"
At this time, Monk Bupo said with certainty: "But if the little donor doesn't like this method of transformation..."
"The poor monk can also teach you another method of transformation..."
"The same thing can make people abandon evil and do good, and take refuge in my Buddha!"
"Another method?"
There was a hint of doubt on Xiao Muyun's face.
He didn't know what other methods the Bupo monk in front of him could use.
"That's natural, the little donor is optimistic about it!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo took out a gourd and poured a little water into his palm.
At the same time, his body moved, which reversed his luck.
In an instant, the clear water in his hand turned into a piece of solid ice.
The infuriating energy of adverse luck turns water into ice!
Seeing this, Xiao Muyun was secretly surprised.
This monk has such deep inner strength!
Just when Xiao Muyun was shocked, he saw that the monk couldn't help but shoot with his fingers.
call out!
With the sound of breaking wind, a piece of solid ice broke out of the air and sank directly into the body of the Sky-Breaking Ghost.
As soon as the ice entered his body, Tongtian Gui felt the wound was itching.
The pinprick-like pain kept coming again.
It's like being bitten by thousands of ants, and it's painful.
Not only that, the wound became more and more itchy, and the itching gradually became deeper.
Within a few breaths, even the internal organs seemed to be itching.
Even though Tongtian Gui was not weak in martial arts, he could not bear the torture at this time. He struggled violently and wailed loudly.
I really can't live or die.
"ah!"
At this time, I saw the Tongtian Ghost's body twisting and shaking continuously, and his whole body wailed loudly: "It's so itchy, so uncomfortable..."
"Amitabha!"
Hearing the painful expression of Tongtian Ghost, Monk Bupo softly recited the Buddha's name.
He looked at the Tongtian Ghost in front of him and said, "This donor, do you know that you are wrong?"
"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."
Tongtian Ghost said painfully: "I shouldn't insult the master, and I shouldn't steal the Holy King's catalog..."
"Please master, please save me..."
"help me!"
He kept wailing and wailing at the top of his lungs.
At first glance, he looked very painful.
Hearing this, Monk Bupo smiled slightly.
He looked at Xiao Muyun and said, "Look, this transformation method has such immediate results."
"You can make them sincerely repent on the spot..."
!!!
Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Muyun was completely shocked.
He never expected that Tongtian Gui, who just now was clenching his teeth and begging for death.
Now he was so embarrassed and begging for mercy.
"Master, what kind of method is this?"
After being shocked, Xiao Muyun looked at Monk Bupo and said excitedly: "It's really amazing!"
"Amitabha…"
Seeing Xiao Muyun's question, Monk Bupo said: "This method was originally taught to me by Taoist Zhang Daoxuan of Wudang..."
"He didn't tell the poor monk the specific name..."
"However, after the continuous improvement of the poor monk, it has been strengthened several times now..."
"So the poor monk called it the Heart-Eating Talisman!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo showed a look of pride on his face: "Once this heart-eating talisman is blasted into the body, the wound will be unbearably itchy..."
"It's like being gnawed by thousands of ants, and the pain is excruciating..."
"Even an iron-clad man cannot endure such pain..."
"Every one of them had to cry loudly and beg for mercy."
"But…"
After hearing this, Xiao Muyun said: "Wouldn't this torture people to death?"
"Amitabha, don't worry, little benefactor..."
Monk Bupo smiled slightly and said: "Monks are compassionate, so naturally they will not let them hurt to death..."
Having said this, the monk was speechless.
He took out a bottle of pills and said, "This is a pill concocted by a poor monk..."
"As long as you swallow this pill, you can guarantee that there will be no attack within seven days..."
"Practice and walk like a normal person..."
“This not only encourages them to understand Buddhism and be dedicated to good deeds, but also allows them to change their ways and start a new life!”
"I think many of my disciples in Hanshan Temple were robbers and bandits before..."
"Under the transformation of this method, now everyone is devoted to the Buddha and can't bear to leave!"
As he spoke, Monk Bupo's face was filled with joy.
At the same time, he changed the topic and asked with a smile: "How is it?"
"What does the little donor think of the poor monk's method of transformation?"
"This is good!"
Seeing the happy expression on Monk Bupo's face, Xiao Muyun blurted out: "I want to learn this!"
A piece of ice can firmly control a person in his hand.
This kind of method is simply a supreme method of control.
"no problem…"
Seeing Xiao Muyun's expression, Monk Bupo smiled slightly and said, "But this method is quite difficult..."
"If the little donor wants to learn, he has to start by poisoning..."