Chapter 1747: Can this be transformed?

Bang!

The fist after breaking the mountain knife did not diminish and landed on the man, knocking him out.

Kakarot was shocked.

In front of the golden mirror, the old monks who were waiting for Xu Que to show the Dharma were also shocked.

What the hell is this...what the hell?

Use Buddhism to understand the other party! What a fuck you are directly violently persuading him!

What about the Buddhist teachings you have practiced for many years?

You are a monk, please figure it out!

"No, no, this shouldn't be!" An old monk reacted and said anxiously, "Hasn't he been banned from his cultivation? How could he break the mountain knife with one punch?"

Those who practice Buddhism have weak physical bodies. Even if there are Buddhists who specialize in practicing Vajra Arhat Dharma, their strong physical bodies are derived from their cultivation.

Therefore, banning cultivation is equivalent to turning them into mortals.

How could a mortal break a mountain knife with his fist?

"Is there something wrong with the trial?" An old monk hurriedly ran to the rear, "I'll check it out!"

As the supervisors of the trial, they have the right to check the trial and terminate the trial when there is a problem. This is the rule set by the ancient Buddha at that time.

"That's right, it's probably because the Buddhist son has been passed down for many years in trials, and his strength has been weakened."

"It should be so, so he will keep some cultivation."

"It seems that we have been sleeping for too long, so we have not been able to repair it in time. We need to pay attention in the future."

The old monks whispered and reflected on themselves.

After a while, the old monk who went to the inspection returned to everyone.

"How is it? Is there something wrong with the banned formation?"

“Is it fixed?”

Several old monks asked quickly.

The old monk who went to check said with a strange expression: "I have checked it all... everything is intact and there are no gaps."

“…”

Everyone was silent.

After a while, an old monk said quietly: "So, this trialist...he is a Buddhist practitioner who practices the body? Or, this is his understanding of Buddhism?"

The understanding of Buddhism by those who practice Buddhism will be reflected in their own cultivation.

For example, the universal salvation of sentient beings that Xu Que obtained before was the most famous art of mouth cannon in Buddhism.

Fighting depends entirely on one mouth and use my principles to convince you.

In Buddhism, most magic principles are similar to this, but there are certain differences in their expression form.

But Xu Que's appearance completely broke their inherent impression.

In the memory state, Xu Que walked forward with a smile, came to the strong man, and asked with a smile: "This donor, have you ever felt that your admiration for Buddhism has become more deep?"

The strong man was dizzy at this time, and he heard this and started to bounce it up and cursed angrily: "Damn it..."

Before Xu Que could finish his words, he raised his fist and punched him.

Bang!

The strong man was smashed to the ground again, and even the big tree behind him trembled twice.

"Donor, have you ever felt that the Dharma is calling you?"

"No!"

Bang!

"Donor, are you willing to believe in Buddhism now?"

"Believe in your mother!"

Bang!

"donor……"

Kakarot looked at it, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat as big as beans on his forehead rolled down.

Mom...Isn't my master a great master of Buddhism?

Why so violent?

Have all Buddhist practitioners now taken this path?

After experiencing many times of hammering by Xu Que, the strong man got up again, his face full of anger and his teeth were tightly clenched.

Xu Que still looked like he was smiling: "Donor, have you felt the call of Buddhism now?"

Kakarot, who was beside him, looked alert and had already found a stick in his hand.

As Xu Que's eldest disciple, he has the obligation to ensure the safety of the other party.

The strong man took a deep breath, knelt on the ground with a "thump", folded his hands together, raised them high above his head, and said tremblingly: "Thank you for your rescue. I suddenly felt the Buddha's inspiration and beg the master to save me."

Kakarot: "…"

The old monks: "..."

What's OK?

Use your fists to convince others with reason?!

Xu Que nodded and said with satisfaction: "Since that's the case, I will save you to become a Buddha!"

After saying that, he squatted slightly, his fists clenched, and punched the man with a sudden punch.

The big man didn't even say a word, but fell down softly, as if he was silent.

Kakarot's whole monkey was stunned.

Did Buddhist disciples kill?

Is this still called a Buddhist disciple?!

"Master... He wants you to save him and become a Buddha, not to kill him..." Kakarot whispered.

Xu Que took out the shovel from the system and said with confidence: "Yes, isn't it okay for me to send him to the West to see the Buddha? Stop talking nonsense, come and help me dig a hole and bury people."

"It's not good... OK, okay, I'll dig it for you. Master, please put down the Zen Staff first."

"This is the good disciple of the teacher."

One man and one monkey began to dig pits and bury corpses in the mountains and forests. The scene was so strange.

Halfway through the dig, Kakarot finally couldn't help it and asked, "Master, I'm just robbing money, and I won't die if I sin."

Xu Que put down his hoe, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you think I'm doing something wrong?"

"We are monks, shouldn't we be compassionate?" Kakarot said carefully.

Xu Que nodded and continued to dig the soil: "You are right. Since that's the case, I will say that you killed these people in the future."

Kakarot: "…"

"After you are the first bodyguard for your master. When you go out, when you talk about it, you will think of Kakarot holding two watermelon knives and chopping all the way from the Nantianmen to the Lingxiao Palace. He has countless evil spirits under his command. Isn't he very majestic?"

"Master...why don't you let me go back to the Five Elements Mountain and continue to be pressed."

"Dig now!"

"Ah! Don't take out the Zen stick!"

In front of the golden mirror, several old monks looked at each other.

"Is he considered a violation of the rules like this?" an old monk hesitated.

Although the person who killed someone in the realm of memory is not considered a real person, he will be reborn when the Buddhist trial is launched again in the future, but he will eventually commit the crime of killing.

Everyone looked at each other, and the tall and thin old monk said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, then we will terminate his trial first, take him out, and then ask."

"agree."

"agree."

At this moment, the fat old monk who was in charge of the inspection suddenly changed his face and he took out a scripture from his arms.

There are several big words written on the cover of the scriptures: Arhat Book.

He quickly turned to one of the pages and found that a name called "Zhao Tiezhu" was gradually revealed on the pages.

"This, is this the name of the strong black man just now?"

"Why are you on this Arhat Book? Can't only those who are saved by my Buddha be put on the Arhat Book?"

The fat old monk raised the Arhat Book in disbelief and murmured: "As what the monk said... he really transformed this person into a Buddha..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!