Dafeng's Night Squad

“Hehehe.” Lin ‘an’s eyebrows curved.

“Don’t be happy too early, there’s still a Dharma.” Huaiqing said in a low voice.

On the roof of the restaurant, Hengyuan was envious. “The Vajra power ...”

“It’s stable.” Chu Yuanxi patted the big bald man’s shoulder and said with a smile, ” go back and ask Xu ningyan for the invincible Vajra. You can go further on the path of a monk. It’s not impossible for you to advance to the third grade Vajra realm.

The conversation between the old monk of obsession and Xu Qi ‘an was heard by the people outside. With Chu Yuanqian’s wisdom, it was not difficult for her to guess that the next grade after the eighth grade monk was the third grade Vajra.

Amidst the cheers and encouragement, Arhat du ‘e chanted the name of Buddha, and his voice with a slight smile spread through the entire scene, “”This round is called Asura’s questioning of the heart,”

Asura ask the heart?

The clamor gradually died down, and everyone’s eyes moved away from the secret realm of Buddha Mountain to look at master du ‘e. This included Wei Yuan, chief advisor Wang, and Emperor Yuan jing, who was on the top floor of the stargazing tower.

“This is a classic story of Buddhism ...”

Du ‘e Arhat explained.

It was said that when the Buddha established his sect in the Western Region, the Western Region was occupied by a group of barbarians called ” Asuras. the Asuras were brutal and warlike, and they ate raw meat and drank blood.

In order to fight for territory, they wantonly killed Buddhist monks.

After the Buddha found out, he came to the Shura territory and meditated for three days and three nights, allowing himself to be hit and killed without retaliating.

The cruel Shura immediately attacked with their swords and Spears. With one slash, his skin split open and his flesh was torn. Blood was dripping, but there was a clanging sound in his flesh.

After two slashes, his skin split open and his flesh glowed with a golden light.

After 3,600 slashes, the Buddha shed his flesh and revealed his golden body.

After three days and three nights of killing, the Shura finally understood themselves and gave up their killing intent, turning to Buddhism.

The spectating commoners listened with great interest, but the expressions of the powerful officials, including chief advisor Wang, and the hereditary nobles changed drastically.

Of course, there was no Buddha in the temple, but since this stage was named ” Shura’s questioning of the heart “, the effect must be the same as Buddha’s enlightenment of the Shura race.

He could even convert the savage and Savage Shura, so why couldn’t he convert Xu Qi ‘an?

At the same time, the Vajra Dharma form in the temple suddenly opened its eyes.

In an instant, the majesty of the Dharma was like a landslide or a tsunami. It was wrapped in an irresistible force and swallowed Xu Qi ‘an.

The Buddha’s light that Xu Qi ‘an saw, the boundless Buddha’s light, did not make people feel peaceful. Instead, it gave people a feeling of overbearingness.

In an instant, it crushed his will and changed his heart.

the eight tribulations of life are meaningless. Joining the Buddhist sect is the only way ...

“I’m the founder of the Mahayana Buddhism. Buddhism is more suitable for my development.”

“Why are you hesitating? Are you really only willing to be a crude warrior?”

Many thoughts flashed through his mind as he talked about the various benefits of Buddhism. However, Xu Qi ‘an felt that it made sense.

A person’s thoughts would change, and it would probably take a long time to change. However, at this moment, Xu Qi ‘an had changed his mind in a short time.

He began to yearn for Buddhism and Dharma.

Even the courtesans of the Academy’s workshop were not fragrant.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xu Qi ‘an stood up and slowly drew out his black and gold long knife. His other hand pressed on the marten hat ...

F * ck, you can’t take it off, you can’t!

The huge sense of shame allowed him to find a bit of his “self.”

He pulled out his knife and took off his hat ... He was going to shave his head, but he didn’t have hair. Taking off his Marten hat, his big braised egg would be exposed to thousands of people.

............

“Visiting Dafeng is the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.”

Du ‘e Arhat’s laughing voice could be heard. One could feel his carefree mood just by listening to his voice.”He gained enlightenment of Mahayana Buddhism and even got a son of Buddha who was born with wisdom. Amitabha, may the heavens bless the Buddhist sect. ”

Everyone was furious.

There were no curses, because everyone was looking at Xu Qi ‘an with full attention. They were holding their breaths nervously. Everyone could see that Xu Qi’ an was struggling to fight against the Asura’s questioning of the heart.

“Hold on, hold on ...” As she mumbled, her delicate little hands tightly twisted the hem of her dress.

Huaiqing’s pupils dilated slightly. There was a thought in her heart, an extremely clear thought. This thought turned into two words:I don’t want to.

Xu Pingzhi stood up and clenched his fists, as if he was exerting strength with his nephew.

“You don’t seem to care if he’s a monk or not.”

The plain-looking woman glanced around and found that everyone was nervous and angry except for her cousin, who was not looking at the lecher. Instead, he was staring at du ‘e Arhat.

“I care,” Xu niannian said.

“Then why do you keep staring at Arhat du ‘e?”

“I’m thinking about which angle I should stab him from.”

On the top of the stargazing tower, Emperor Yuan jing turned around and pointed at Xu Qi ‘an, who was in the secret realm. He said anxiously, “”Supervisor, I will not allow Xu Qi ‘an to become a Buddhist disciple.

“No matter what, you must stop it.”

“Your Majesty is the Emperor. You don’t need to care about a mere silver Gong,” Jian Zheng said with a smile.

“No!”

...

Emperor Yuan jing denied it and said angrily, “”It wasn’t easy for great Feng to produce a heaven-bestowed genius. How can we let the Buddhists pass him away? you must stop him, even if you lose the heaven secrets compass.”

“Don’t worry, Your Majesty,” the supervisor nodded.

He held the wine cup. The wine in the cup was calm, reflecting the sun, the moon, the mountains, the rivers, and the people.

The veins on the old hands of the supervisor were bulging, as if he was gathering power.