The whole sect is a dog licking, but the junior sister is a real dog

Yuan Fu was stunned by the scolding from Elder Yuan Sheng!

Especially the black sheep at the back.

Before he could figure out why Elder Yuansheng said "black donkey" instead of "black horse", Elder Yuansheng came at him with a rolling pin!

Yuan Fu was not stupid and would not just sit there and wait for death. He hid while making excuses:

"I was also deceived by that Zhishan! Besides, didn't you think he was a Buddhist before? You are the only ones allowed to make the mistake, but I am not allowed to make the mistake as well?"

Elder Yuan Sheng sneered: "You are stupid, don't kidnap others! I never believed it from the beginning to the end!

Apart from anything else, how can a bunch of scum like you from the Wuxiang Sect produce a Buddhist disciple? This is a huge joke!"

Yuan Fu was immediately furious when he heard this:

“Stop slandering me here. Even if what you said is true, I will help Zhishan to cause trouble for your Kuchan Sect. Your Kuchan Sect is not made of paper. How can it be so vulnerable?

In the final analysis, it's because you are too conservative and don't know how to adapt. You can't even get enough to eat, let alone improve your cultivation!

In such a large sect, the number of people in the Buddha Light Realm can be counted on one hand. I think if we fight against the Tianque League, you guys won’t be too many!"

Elder Yuan Sheng immediately started cursing, "You're talking nonsense! It's clearly you, the Wuxiang Sect, who let the wolf in and helped the tyrant to commit atrocities. What does our Kuchan Sect have to do with it?!"

Yuan Fu also jumped up and cursed: "Your Ku Chan Sect is the number one sect in Buddhism, you should shoulder the responsibility, if you are weak, you are guilty!"

Elder Yuan Sheng: “…”

Are you scolding our Ku Chan Sect or praising our Ku Chan Sect?

You can't fix it for me!

At this time, Feng Xi put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, please stop arguing. If you want to blame someone, blame the Tianque League for being too sinister and vicious. Let's quickly discuss countermeasures!"

Only then did Elder Yuansheng and Yuanfu stop arguing.

Feng Xi said: "The people of Tianque League are all projections of their souls. As long as we use our spiritual consciousness to destroy the halo behind them, they will be completely killed. You all know how to attack with spiritual consciousness, right?"

Abbot Yuankong said immediately: "We in Kuchan Sect do have some spiritual consciousness cultivation techniques, but they are all biased towards nourishing spiritual consciousness, and very few are used for attack."

Yuan Fu echoed, "It is the same with our Wuxiang Sect."

Elder Yuan Sheng curled his lips and said, "You were driven out by our Ku Chan Sect, so naturally you are the same as us."

Yuan Fu glared at him, but didn't say anything.

He is a highly accomplished monk and would not argue with a reckless man.

The abbots of the Western University Buddhist sect also said that their situation was similar to that of the Ku Chan sect.

Fengxi felt that this was a bit difficult. Although she knew a lot of spiritual attack techniques, they were not suitable for Buddhist practitioners!

At this time, Elder Gu Kuan said to Abbot Yuan Kong:

"Master, I remember you once said that our Kuchan Sect once had a very amazing skill called, what was it called, yes, the Sanskrit Mantra!

You said that this Sanskrit mantra is a special skill, and that by chanting it, one can attack the opponent's consciousness, and it is extremely powerful..."

Fengxi: Does this martial art have another name... the Tightening Curse?

Abbot Yuankong sighed after hearing what Elder Gu Kuan said:

“There is such a technique, but it has been lost long ago!

It is rumored that this skill is in the Sutra Repository, but the ancestors of all generations have turned the Sutra Repository upside down but still failed to find the Sanskrit Mantra.

Alas, so I can’t count on you!”

When Fengxi heard this, her heart moved, and she remembered the piece of white cloth she found in the Sutra Library.

Although the cloth records the Bitter Zen Jue, which seems to have nothing to do with the Sanskrit Mantra, Fifth Senior Brother is right. The person who hid the cloth did not need to go to great lengths for a Bitter Zen Jue...

Fengxi thought of this and took out the white cloth.

"Amitabha, this is what I found in the Sutra Library. Please take a look."

Jun Wen stood behind Feng Xi and thought, Junior Sister is now so immersed in her role that she can't extricate herself!

Look how fluently "Amitabha" and "Poor Monk" speak!

The most important thing is that he even whitewashed the crime of stealing other people’s things!

These people must think that the junior sister is very smart and has gone to find the method of the Sanskrit Mantra so early!

Sure enough, Yuanfu started to flatter me right away!

"Buddha, you didn't acknowledge your identity before, but now you are preparing for a rainy day!"

Feng Xi: "...Although I found this piece of white cloth, it only records the method of Ku Chan Jue. As for whether the method of Fan Yin Mantra is hidden in it, I can't say for sure."

When the abbot of the Western University Buddhist Sect, who had come forward to approach them, heard that the white cloth contained the techniques of Ku Chan Jue, he stepped back a few steps.

All the sects' skills are not to be passed on to outsiders, so they have to avoid suspicion and not break the rules.

Unexpectedly, Abbot Yuankong said, "Xiwei, now that we are facing a powerful enemy, we should put aside our sectarianism. If you need the skills of my Kuchan Sect, just take them."

After these words were spoken, not to mention the Abbot Xiwei, even Yuanfu felt that Abbot Yuankong was two feet and eighty centimeters tall!

At this time, Elder Yuan Sheng cried out:

"That's not right. Why is the Ku Chan Jue here different from the one we practice?"

Abbot Yuankong came over to take a look and found that it was indeed different.

Although most of them are the same, there are a few obvious differences.

Comparing the two, it is obvious that the skills recorded on the white cloth are more sophisticated.

Yuan Fu was also confused: "This is different from our Wuxiang Sect!"

Elder Yuan Sheng asked, "Aren't you talking nonsense? The bitter Zen formula of your Wuxiang Sect was passed down from us, so it is naturally the same as ours."

Yuan Fu shook his head: "No! I heard from what you and Brother Yuan Kong said just now, the bitter Zen techniques of our two sects are also slightly different."

Having said this he hesitated for a moment, then repeated the Wuxiang Sect's bitter Zen formula.

Sure enough, three versions.

How is this going?

Feng Xi coughed twice and said, "Your skills are all passed down by word of mouth. I guess there must have been a mistake in the process of passing on the words, and the rumor has spread like this."

Abbot Yuankong and others: "..."

It turns out that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen!

This method of teaching must be changed in the future!

Everyone looked at Fengxi with even more admiration!

Even if they didn't find the method of practicing the Sanskrit Mantra, they still gained a huge amount this time!

A Buddhist disciple is worthy of being a Buddhist disciple!

Feng Xi: "..."

Oh! Why is it so difficult to keep a low profile? !

Everyone was excited for a while, and then continued to study the white cloth. Unfortunately, after trying every possible method, including dripping blood, blisters, and burning, they still found no clues.

Just when everyone wanted to give up, Fengxi felt a burning sensation between his brows.

Nineteen Sanskrit characters flew out instantly, and then arranged themselves on the white cloth. In a moment, densely packed characters appeared on the cloth...