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The monk lifted the hem of the monk's robe and sat on the small stool opposite Fangshi. His legs were folded and he looked cross-legged, but he didn't really put it on and couldn't.

Fang Shi frowned slightly. The monk's robe was very cool, but the smell was not very good. Fang Shi glanced around him and saw that soy sauce was never short of Pengcheng. Soy sauce was already there, and there were already a few enthusiasts and colleagues in the distance stretched their necks and raised their ears to pay attention to this place.

Fang Shi smiled secretly and ignored these guys who were too curious. He was also a little curious. Why was the onlookers around him not affected when this monk chanted scriptures? Could it be that he did not use his voice to perform the magic?

The monk was much more serious this time. After sitting down, he set out to take a few deep breaths, slowly adjusting his breathing, and then he shouted lightly. The rosary in his fingers began to move, and the scriptures also rang out from his mouth.

It was still the thick Buddhist sing as thick as an ancient bell in the deep mountains. Fang Shi still didn't know what sutra he was chanting, but although he didn't understand the meaning, he really sounded refreshed, as if something was cleaning his heart, sweeping away the haze and blocks in his heart. He just felt that his whole body was clear. This was really a good sutra!

Fang Shi sighed secretly, and then he was surprised to find that he was not affected by the great monk's magic at all. When he first came into contact with this magic that day, Fang Shi had lost consciousness and saw an illusion. Didn't this great monk say that he had improved a lot? Why was he not affected at all today? It was useless to hesitate for a while before he decided to fight directly without using the qi-seeking technique. He wanted to see what the great monk's ability was, but he didn't expect that the great monk seemed to be left with only an empty stance.

But this is not right. The magic monk himself knows best. He said that if he is diligent, he must be diligent, unless this guy is here to deceive himself, but what's the use of him lying himself like this?

Seeing that he was not affected at all, Fang Shi listened to the scriptures of the Sanskrit. It sounded that this Sanskrit was really nice. This Sanskrit that cleanses people's hearts should not be a bad spell. However, the spells are not good or not. It depends entirely on the person who casts the spell. It is completely possible that good spells are used to do other things.

Of course, this is just Fang Shi's malicious guess. Perhaps it is a bit villainous, but Fang Shi, who is a petty citizen, everything starts from the perspective of the most philosophical one.

Listening to the monk's concentration of chanting scriptures, Fang Shi was fine, so he simply gave the monk a qi-seeing technique. To be honest, I didn't even see the result of the qi-seeing technique that was cast on the monk that day. It was a bit regretful. Maybe the luck value of these professionals is also very interesting.

"Qi-seeing technique!"

When the magic was released, Fang Shi could already feel his mental power dedication. It felt like something was ejecting out of his mind. But this time it felt even stranger. It seemed that the whole brain trembled for a while, and it was very short, but Fang Shi was definitely not an illusion. Then this tremor, perhaps something collided or resonated with the mental power that he ejected out, that is to say...

The monk's magic is also the infiltration of mental power, and the target of infiltration is his own brain?!

Fang Shi's pupils shrank and he looked at the monk. Sure enough, the monk frowned slightly when his qi-seeking technique was emitted. Obviously, he had some sense. Fang Shi knew it.

It turns out that the monk's purpose is here! As for the diligence and no Fangshi, I can't be sure, but the monk's purpose is to find the reason for the last failure. Therefore, while he was chanting scriptures and performing techniques, he was also staring at Fangshi. As soon as Fangshi's magic came out, he immediately felt it.

It turned out that his Qi-seeking technique was really an active skill, and the recipient could actually sense it. Fang Shi suddenly realized.

At the same time, he also understood that the monk's spell casting was the same, and the monk's spell casting was still a continuous mental attack, but I don't know if it was because his mental power became stronger or because he had superpower protection. Anyway, the monk's mental attack was useless to him.

This time, Fang Shi finally felt relieved.

After being hit by Fang Shi's Qi-seeking technique, two numbers -5 and -6 appeared on the monk's head.

Fang Shi had to admit this time that he was really surprised. Such a serious luck could not be seen on the monk's face. According to this level of luck, the monk should not appear here, but should stay in the hospital. But in fact, the monk was chanting scriptures and playing around in front of him! Moreover, if he looked at the monk's face, his luck would definitely be the right one.

So, how should these two numbers be explained? Also, why did this great monk provoke such heavy cause and effect on himself? Is it because he has been cheating under the banner of Buddhism and has harmed many people?

Mysteries emerged from Fang Shi's mind like strings of bubbles. I was curious! Curious!

Fang Shi was puzzled and the scriptures of the great monk were interrupted. Yes, it was indeed the great monk who took the initiative to interrupt. The great monk opened his eyes, the fat on his face moved, his face was extremely entangled, and even his waist seemed to be slightly bent, looking very discouraged.

"Okay, although I don't want to admit it, I still lost this time. The little master has such a strong cultivation level."

"Hehe, you're welcome. So, is the monk willing to bet and accept the loss?"

"It's not a gambling game, it's just a promise. The little monk will naturally not make a mistake. Buddhist disciples will not lie."

"So, what kind of magic did the great monk use and what is its function?"

The monk straightened his waist and said seriously: "This is Buddhist Zen singing, the method of transcending the transformation."

"Du Hua? I listened to the monk chanting scriptures, and I felt my body and mind were transparent. It seemed that my 38,000 pores in my body were opened. What a great magic."

"Uh...that's the skill of Zen singing. The little monk recited the "Great Compassion Mantra". It has the effect of resolving hostility and calming the state of mind. However, Zen singing is only an auxiliary. The magic itself will allow the listener to see the incarnation of my Buddha and feel the majesty of the Dharma, so that he can get rid of the shackles of the world and sincerely convert to my Buddha."

"That is, through magic, we can make people believe in it, right?"

"Yes, the three must be faith, wishes, and wisdom to practice Buddha. If you want to practice Buddha, you must first believe. Therefore, this magic is called Transformation, which is to lead believers into my Buddhism."

"I understand. There must be more powerful people who are leading the way. Master, will you be more powerful?"

"No, the little monk is just a novice monk. It is rare to be able to get the master to teach the true teachings."

"Oh..." Fang Shi couldn't help but feel a little regretful. The reason was that he failed to see the more powerful Buddhist magic, and some of the reasons why he failed to see the greedy expectation.

"Is that great monk who has already made his master traveling around the world?"

"No, the little monk is here to raise funds for repairing the temple."

Fang Shi suddenly realized that no wonder this monk felt a little eager for quick success and instant benefits. The luck value on his body was easier to explain. The luck value was not his, but was shared by the temple and the believers in the temple. This means that this monk has the power of vows from the temple.

On the other hand, it proved that this monk was a real monk, and of course, he was also a monk with some real skills.

"So that's how it is. The monk is doing good."

"Yes, the reason why the little monk came to find the little master was actually because of curiosity!" The monk's fat and dark face smiled.

"curious?"

"Well, actually, the female donor was giving me 10,000 yuan in sesame oil and fell on the way back to pray for me and my family. Later, I went to the hospital to see her and heard her husband tell you your prediction. I was really curious, why would a good person who is kind and generous, have such a disaster?"

Fang Shi's eyes turned, and he curled his lips and said, "The great monk originally thought that I deliberately interfered in her luck for the sake of business?"

"hehe...."

"For one hundred yuan, what am I going to do?"

"Haha, yes."

"Then you still..."

"Of course, it's rare to see a sorcerer with real skills for curiosity. And the monk felt that the little master was kind and wanted to try his own abilities. In fact, after that day, the little monk asked his master for advice. After the master gave advice, he felt that he was a little diligent, so he wanted to try again. However, it seems that the progress was not great, which made the little master laugh."

Fang Shi smiled and said nothing. Fang Shi didn't know about this, so he had to pretend to be profound.

"My little master, actually the little monk has something to ask for advice."

"I don't dare to take it, please say."

"The little master thinks why the female donor does good deeds but fails to achieve good results?"

"This... the great monk should be more clear. The great monk said just now that if you practice the three Buddhas, you must believe, wish, and wisdom, then the woman believes that she will believe, and there are no other two. How can she become a Buddha? Or, she is still on the road, so it is normal to have some bumps!"

Monk Mingzhi was stunned, then looked like he suddenly realized his mind, put his hands together and bowed, saying Amitabha Buddha.

"I've been taught, and I'm afraid the mistake is not on the female donor. In fact, the monk is eager for quick success and instant benefits. This is all for raising funds. The monk himself has stepped on the edge of the demon barrier. Thank you for your wake-up."

"I really don't dare to do this, I'm just talking nonsense."

The monk smiled and looked up at Fang Shi and said, "The little monk is a novice monk in Maduobaolin Temple in Qinghai. If you are destined to be, the little master can come to the temple for a visit. My master is a master with great powers."

"It must be, the surname Fang's name is Shi, a wild fox Zen magician."

"Haha, I've said goodbye."

Fang Shi narrowed his eyes and watched the monk's broad back walk away, and then he let out a heavy sigh. The little pride that had defeated the monk in his heart once again disappeared without a trace. In this complicated world, there are really many secrets that ordinary people don't know. I dare not be arrogant in this skill, but I am still young and the road ahead is still long. No matter what, try to move forward and see more scenery!
Chapter completed!