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Qianjin Maitreya,? He hates each other.

When the result of the first round of Zoom Mengshan's lottery came out from the mouth of Secretary He, the referee of the competition, the atmosphere around the temple competition field that had been defeated by passionate emotions was immediately ignited.

The Huayan Eighteenth Sangha was also the first to be surrounded by the high-five whistles and excited screams of the arhats resounding through the air.

"Good job! Qianjin!"

"You will be the first one to play! Today, you will be proud of the master on this Longquan, and it's time to rub the idiots on the opposite side!"

With this applause, Ganoderma lucidum Toutuo who was standing outside the venue burst into laughter, and then patted Qianjin Maitreya's arm vigorously.

There was a string of black Buddhist beads around his neck, and Qianjin Maitreya, who was wearing a monk's robe that exposed half of his chest, also waved his big lotus-like arms in front of Shicha Nantuo and shouted loudly towards Longquan Mountain.

On the other hand, look at the side of the Longquanshan stadium.After everyone heard the name of the lottery drawer, there was a moment of silence accompanied by a clear weakening of momentum.

Then, the expressions on everyone's faces were obviously not very good.

【"I didn't expect,? The first one to play turned out to be your Haihen Junior Brother."】

In this sentence, Gu Donglai used voice transmission to someone.His Royal Highness King Ming with long curly hair lowered his head and pulled off the big blind man's sunglasses on his nose with his hand, stood beside Fang Dinghai and bumped into him, but said something in a tone that seemed to be chatting with the other party.

Where the two of them are, they will completely grasp every move of all the participants in the entire puja ceremony.And this is interesting enough for Gu Donglai, who is born with a different interest in fighting.

["This result is always determined by the wheel of life and death,? The first round,? It's always mana versus mana. The strongest person in Huayan versus the weakest person in Longquan Mountain, there is no problem.】

Brother Fa Seng covered all the expressions and emotions of ordinary people on all faces behind the same pair of blind sunglasses, and he answered coldly like this.

【"Although that's what you said,? But this scene started like this. The process must be very slow and difficult for your junior brother and everyone else. If it gets hot, it will be over immediately."]

Gu Donglai said to him.

【"Will you take a gamble with me?"】

Fang Dinghai returned to him.

【"Okay,? Since you are very confident, then take a gamble."】

The back-and-forth conversation between the two of them was going on in private.It seems that there is not much surprise or surprise at the result of the lottery in front of me.

Because according to the rules of the previous dharma conferences, the Buddhist dharma conferences that have determined the head name of the Buddhist monks from ancient times to the present are all based on the round of life and death.

Dameng Mountain.

From ancient times to the present, it has been a group competition. The process of exorcising demons and saving sentient beings from the sea of ​​suffering not only tests the Dharma monk alone, but also the monks' true understanding of Buddhism.

However, in the wheel of life and death, all the choices about life and death of mortals are born with cause and effect, and only with cause can there be fruit.Between the cause and effect choices born in Buddhism, it is originally necessary to choose three methods among the five most basic people on both sides that can coerce each other, and the strength can be selected before the competition between the two sides.

Such a result may seem absurd, but it may really be a test for Longquan Mountain by the Buddha.

It's just that I don't know how to start the first match, which seems to be really disparate in strength.But thinking about it, the long-haired man's eyes revealed thoughtfulness, and he and Fang Dinghai just looked at the Huayan Sangha where they were standing opposite at this moment.

Compared with the side of Longquan Mountain, the other side was indeed celebrating in advance, and even made no secret of the contempt in the eyes of Longquan Mountain.

What's more "living up to everyone's expectations" is that compared to the menacing Huayan Eighteenth Sangha, the group of people behind them can only be described as "scrambled and scattered", and Hai Nie took the lead in shouting.

"Damn! The luck of the first lottery draw today is too bad. The first game is like this. How can we fight after this? There is still that big meat mountain on the opposite side. If you go up alone, you will have to die. Is my mouth dry—”

This guy, Hai Nie, was beaten up by his brothers before he finished speaking.

The spectacle nerd who always talked the most nonsense hugged his bald head and groaned and understood what was going on, but when everyone covered his mouth tightly, he saw the pale and pitiful face of his "lucky" junior brother.

"Number, the first one to go up is... me? Why, why... senior brother, should we just replace... for a substitute, that, that person... I, me, I really can't—"

As the one who was destined to be the first one chosen by the Buddha to represent the disciples of Longquan Mountain.Fang Hai hated the way he was pointing at himself with a shocked face and was so cowardly, he closed his eyes and pouted before he finished speaking.

"Hey! Hai Hate! You are a fool! This is not asking you to go up and compete with others, you are dizzy in front of so many people!"

Seeing this, several other senior brothers quickly took Agatha medicine and gave this guy a 'rescue'.

Brother Haiwen saw him like this, so he had no choice but to look down and waved for everyone to get out of the way, and another one-handed chopping guy woke up the brat.

This vigorous and resolute strike mercilessly slapped down on the junior brother's small body.Hai Hen was violently resorted to by his senior brother to the point where he woke up with a groan, but he was still lying flat on the ground with shortness of breath and unable to move.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Senior brother, I, I really can't - I was wrong... I shouldn't have become a monk, I shouldn't have studied Buddhism, and learning Buddhism can't save the people of the earth!! I want to leave, I want to leave immediately !!"

The disgraceful boy began to sob.Don't talk about fighting with people on the field.It's not even good enough to go on the court and finish a fight.

However, at this juncture, even if he can only be forced to be beaten, he has to bite the bullet and go up, representing the dignity and honor accumulated by Buddhist disciples over the past three thousand Dharma disciples in the world of gods and demons.

But after all, even Gu Donglai, an outsider who is not from their temple, knows it well.

Fang Hai hates himself as the elder who ranks exactly sixteen among the third generation of monks in Longquanshan Monastery.Not only the youngest elder of the third generation, but also the weakest elder of the third generation.He is also an elder among the third generation who can be said to be able to do nothing in terms of cultivation.

Although the three dharmas that a monk should have-dharma body, dharma image, and dharma utensils, at this age, he still lacks none of them.

But as we all know, his talent and strength in Buddhist cultivation are purely blind.

His strongest record in the past, which was slightly better than the average person, was eight defeats in eight battles in the postgraduate entrance examination.And every year, I continue to insist on signing up for the downhill exam, so so far I am only one of the postgraduate entrance examination dogs who have not successfully landed.

In addition, the senior brother of Faseng's family, who can only learn, has never surrendered even a chicken, and any ghosts and ghosts in the back mountain may stimulate his fragile and delicate nerves.

But also noticed that the group on their side was in a chaotic posture.Shicha Nantuo sat on the plastic bench with his arms folded and looked at each other, but there was also a fierce exchange of eyes between the two.

"Master, look at the cowardice of those people on the opposite side, hehe... Our Junior Brother Qianjin will definitely win this time... It's a pity that there are a few handsome people on the other side..."

Fairy Huazhai who was standing behind her master smiled pretentiously.With the eyes of the two sides facing each other, the overwhelming strength of the opponent can no longer be obvious.

In this regard, he noticed that Shicha Nantuo's sight fell on their side.Fang Dinghai, the monk with cold eyes and standing with his hands behind his back, did not speak for the time being.But when he turned his head and took a look at his senior brother, he noticed that the face of his senior Buddhist monk was likely to be ruined. The two senior brothers had a simple conversation.

"Fang Hai hates it."

Fang Dinghai called his junior brother by his name without looking back.

"Fa, Brother Fa Seng...I...I..."

The weak-faced Fang Hai hated two wads of toilet paper stuffed into his nose, and was temporarily blocked from the sun with an advertising umbrella by everyone. He was lying on the stool in his game clothes and tearful.

"Remember what I told you yesterday, follow your own inner thoughts, and be worthy of yourself."

"Win or lose is your own, no matter what, there are all of us behind."

These words made the weak chicken Shiliu's shoulders stiffen, and he lowered his head for a while, but he also nodded with a red nose when he heard it.

One sentence of Brother Faseng has always been worth tens of thousands of sentences.

This is also at this juncture, the only spiritual support that can make Fang Hai stand up with weak legs and walk on the field step by step.

It was also a toss between these two sides for a long time.As the first-round participants of Fang Dameng Mountain on both sides, Qianjin Maitreya and Fang Haihen have already entered the arena.

And when the competitive formation of the ceremony was activated, a circle of stances surrounded by light that could allow others to enter blocked the inside, He Xiaoming, as the referee of this ceremony, quickly trotted between the two of them in accordance with the principles of the rules, However, he was disturbed by the terrifying height and body difference between the two.

"Come on, two, two masters, please, please count down to five before getting ready..."

With these words, Secretary He, who held the hands of the two of them to prepare them for the match, looked at the two of them nervously as he spoke.

Because at a glance, the two Buddhist disciples sent by the two parties are basically the size of heavy tanks, which is different from kindergarten rocking carts.

That white and fat, Qianjin Maitreya, who looked three-point naive regardless of his background, had a height of more than three meters in light, and his arms, legs, and huge head were like a hill.

The belly that was exposed outside the monk's robe stood out high.The body is full of fat piled on the limbs and torso with a perfect ratio of fat and muscle ratio. It can be seen that before the whole body goes on stage, the steps of this fat Maitreya lifting the calf are unexpectedly very elegant and light.This is Maitreya's body shape, just this point, this Qianjin Maitreya is a rare master in Buddhism.

In contrast, Fang Haihen's size only reached Maitreya's belly at most.

That was trembling with fright, his lips were white, and his face under his bald head was thin and pale. He looked like a bookworm who grew up in a temple that everyone confessed to.Even though he was wearing the uniform for the Longquan Mountain competition at the moment, his legs were still trembling and he couldn't stand up, which made him even more timid, useless and easy to bully.

"...Well, you, hello."

His body in a monk's robe was like a dehydrated eggplant, Fang Haiwen swallowed in fear with his blushing face.

"Get out of the way-Qianjin, don't talk to you-this useless-useless person, ha-huh-you, lose, set, little man."

The voice seemed to slow down everything in the mouth, and the big bald Qianjin Maitreya beat his chest with one arm, and spoke to Fang Haihen with a muffled voice from his nose.

This sentence of "a useless cripple" seemed to drain the last bit of courage and blood in Fang Haihen's body at once.

He stood there with blank eyes.The ears seem to be deaf.

After Fat Maitreya finished speaking, he had already bent down to end the laces of his trousers on both sides, and after giving such a fatal blow to his opponent like a real Buddhist strongman, he could not allow more verbal friction between the two sides, Secretary He Xiaoming had already Raising the arm between the two of them, he recited the opening incantation that was fixed at the time of Dameng Mountain——

① "If people want to know, all the Buddhas of the three times should contemplate the nature of the dharma world, everything is created only by the mind!"

"—and now, I announce that the first round of competition is now officially started—"

As soon as these words fell, a sharp whistle sounded, and the light above the magic circle outside the arena was completely lit up.Under the common gaze of all the monks on both sides, the two in the center, one fat and one weak, closed their eyes, clenched their fists and shouted angrily at each other.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

This explosive and turbulent Buddhist war made people hold their breath.In an instant, a cluster of lights of different colors burst out around the two people rushing toward each other with the help of divine action.

"Namo Zizai Tathagata—Jianjin Empowerment! Woo—well—boom—"

With a loud shout from the fat monk's mouth, Qianjin Maitreya jumped up and flew up like a mountain, and then collided his fists in full view.

When his two fists collided, the black Buddha's light that grew out of a ball of palms also converged into two Yin-Yang Buddha beads.

Left is white, right is black.Two large Buddha beads, one black and one white, which look like bodhi fruits, are in the arms of the great monk, as they walk around the whole body like the Buddha Dharma freely.

His body-protecting Buddha light was smashed down like thunder and lightning.The black lightning surrounded the entire arena of the ceremony, and immediately set off a terrible hurricane that blew up all the cheering flags on the field.

And when the spell in the mouth of Maitreya monk fell, four white lotus arms burst out from the back behind him.

This is the dharma image of Qianjin Maitreya - the lotus root body, because if there is a creature in the world that is closest to the bone, it is the lotus root, and the lotus root is also the most respected material for the cultivation of the dharma body in Buddhism. Then, a total of six arms raised Then, the Maitreya monk with a lotus between his eyebrows slammed into him like a half-big mountain.

This big guy flew down from mid-air.The whole venue shook.Standing where he was, Fang Haihen, whose eyes were so frightened by the airflow from the fat Maitreya, his face turned pale, closed visibly for a moment.

His thin, limp arms were folded underneath and shielded his face in front of him.

But after he gritted his teeth and staggered, the thin sea-colored monk robe and trembling legs were still blown up by the wind.

Behind him, the wind holes in mid-air caused by the black and white Buddhist beads almost sucked his whole body into it.Still relying on Fang Hai hating himself for grabbing a stance and lying on the ground, he had no choice but to stay on the field.

"Save...help—save...help..."

At this moment, the junior brother who was so frightened that he couldn't open his eyes swallowed his weak and pitiful pleas for help.But in this case, if he just calls for help without asking for a replacement, the conference will still continue.

But underneath, Fang Dinghai, Gu Donglai and others saw all this thrilling thing in their eyes.

But the Ganoderma lucidum Toutuo of the Huayan Eighteenth Sangha who witnessed everything on the other side clasped his hands and clapped his hands on the same spot as the on-site commentator, pointed to the top with his eyes shining and said,

"Here we come! This is the dharma body and dharma implements of a thousand catties! Six-armed lotus root dharma body and Bodhi Buddha beads! This is the dharma protector dharma body obtained from the lotus root of the Buddha's golden lotus through the practice of five meditations! Ordinary physical body can be reshaped by reshaping the lotus root. Such as Jinding, Huayan's strongest 'power', your mere Longquan Mountain has a way to deal with it!"

This sentence resounded from the Ganoderma lucidum tutuo to the powerful commentary on both sides of the arena. Everyone can hear the greatness of this thousand-jin Maitreya dharma body.

All the Longquan monks on this side were not looking very well from a distance, and everyone's heart was lifted because of the ever-changing situation on the field.

Because, if Hai Hen, like Bean Sprouts, didn't grow well at all and was hit directly by Qianjin Maitreya's Dharma Body, then the first round of the Dameng Mountain Ceremony can be won directly without any competition Negative.

After all, one of the three methods always puts mana first.

Mana Mana is composed of two parts: law and force.

According to Buddhism, strength is determined by a person's physical body. The stronger the physical body, the stronger the strength. Every Buddhist disciple knows this truth. Disparity in 'power'.

It is also visible to the naked eye that one of the two on the field is a real representative of 'law' and 'power', and the other is a weak person who has neither 'law' nor 'power'.

Once, a person who was born with no 'strength' meets such a Qianjin Maitreya who has become fat and strong the day after tomorrow, it is like a fragile egg meeting a Mount Tai.

"Hey, Hai, Hai hate! Listen to senior brother, if we can't do it, we can change or abstain... But don't risk your life! The registration for the postgraduate entrance examination next year hasn't started yet, we can still discuss it—"

At these words, Brother Haipeng with a fat face and an anxious face was half hanging on the edge of the arena and yelling inward with a loudspeaker, waving his hands so anxiously that he looked like a fat hen protecting its cubs.

However, at this critical moment, Fang Haihen, who was standing upright on the stage, suddenly turned his head and looked at the positions where Ding Hai and Gu Donglai were standing under his eyes. Immediately afterwards, this little weak chicken clenched his fists and suddenly bit He closed his lips, and pointed his finger next to Qianjin Maitreya.

"right!!"

On the court, Longquanshan Sixteenth Junior Brother's voice was quite loud, and there was no reason for it.

As soon as the words fell, the fat Maitreya who was about to kick in mid-air had already paused with blank eyes, and then subconsciously kicked Fang Haihen's ear and smashed it on the ground of the venue.

Fat Maitreya's completely clumsy brain has no basis for conditioned reflexes.He was directly misled by the sudden words that Fang Hai hated this kid, and he also made a wrong physical judgment at the moment.

For a moment, there was only a sound of 'bang—', and a giant spider web hole the size of a human head was kicked on the ground by Qianjin Maitreya.But Fang Hai hated that this kid would use his fingers to quickly move to the right of the other party at this time, and at the same time, he bent down and slid sideways from under Maitreya's stomach to the left at the same time.At this moment, because he was thin and weak, his agility that was more flexible than Qianjin Maitreya came in handy.

But then, Junior Brother Hai Hen began to operate under the eyes of everyone...'like a magic like an illusion'.

"left!"

"This time it's up!"

"This time it's right!"

"Acceptance!! Comprehensive counseling for postgraduate entrance examination questions! C++ selection! Beginner's Sudoku questions entry Dafa! English vocabulary 400-week check-in!! No [-] key popular professional second test will not go ashore this year! God, God travels thousands of miles, go! -"

Qianjin Maitreya: "..."

Hai Nie: "..."

Haipeng: "..."

This kid was crying all the way and saying some words that Qianjin Maitreya couldn't understand at all, and he turned the much-anticipated ceremony into a battlefield where he usually memorized and reviewed.

Fat Maitreya was thrown into disarray, with question marks around his head, and he had no choice but to chase after him stupidly. The two fools got together, but the big fool couldn't grasp a corner of this chattering nerd.

But although I dodged again and again, I escaped.

But Fang Hai hated the embarrassment of avoiding everywhere, so he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, and when the two collided, he wiped the other's legs and crawled over the other's stomach and crotch, crying without tears.

This embarrassing way of escaping caused the face of the Huayan Eighteenth Sangha to turn black, and they cursed at them, and also completely disgraced the face of Longquan Mountain.

However, put it another way.For a real win-lose contest.

All strategic battles on the field have always been the normal performance of the monk himself.In fact, when everyone was preparing for the on-the-spot assault last night, this was also what Fang Dinghai and Gu Donglai told Fang Haihen as foreign aid.

"Seng Fa, is this the courage of your Longquan Mountain for a Buddhist confrontation match? A monk who only holds his head and is so weak that he keeps avoiding it? What can be called mana in him?"

At the moment, people are on the sidelines, Shicha Nantuo began to look cold and disgusted when he saw this nonsense.

In his eyes, orthodox Buddhist disciples should never be so nonsense, and his disciples should not be teased by these bastard monks like this, but at this moment, before Fang Dinghai could open his mouth, that long-haired evil-looking man was obtrusive and arrogant. The man had already interrupted him.

"The teacher's words are interesting. What is mana in this world? It's hard to say that it's not mana,"

When Gu Donglai said this, he was standing outside the golden magic circle.

He was already tall, and his temperament was quite different from ordinary people. He looked like a faultfinder when he didn't speak, and when he spoke, he seemed to be irritating to people everywhere.

At the moment, he spread his hands in the face of the unbearable anger, kept his hands balanced, and dropped his hands to the duel between Qianjin Maitreya and Fang Haihen. The army coat was slack and half hung on his shoulders, and the pair of dark mirrors was the most beautiful. The cunning man showed a half-smile in his utterly scheming manner,

"Why the mana is difficult for the donor will not know, of course it is the law and power."

Shi Cha Nan Tuo found him completely displeasing to the eye, and only maintained the posture of a living Buddha with a smile on his face and looked at Gu Donglai across the air.When the long-haired man heard this, he clapped his palm with his hand in agreement, narrowed his eyes, and laughed loudly while meeting the other party's gaze.

"Look, Dharma and strength, Dharma comes first, it seems that the master also agrees with my opinion!"

"After all, in the world of gods and Buddhas since ancient times, all those who choose to practice mana, whether it is demons, demons or Buddhas, tend to pay attention to 'power' and ignore 'law'. ——The mount of Dizang King of the Underworld is like this, but these people's 'power' is strong, and they will ignore the 'dharma'."

"Only gravity, but ignoring the law, in short, this person can't bend his mind at all, but the law has always been before the force, and this is also... the weakness of all Buddhists with great strength, isn't it difficult?"

If this opening of his mouth completely blocked Shicha Nantuo who still had the heart to pursue these people, Uncle Gu put his pockets in his eyes, looked at the real Buddha, and said that he was an off-site aid on the side of Longquan Mountain. The explanation is very vivid.

After all, he himself has always been a magic bird peacock who pays attention to 'law' and 'power'.

If he really went to the underworld and cultivated himself as a quasi-Buddha with his body as a beast and a bird, then his dharma body would be the first to die at the hands of those demons who were much more vicious than him.

Because, before the magic bird peacock was born, the rest of the birds on the earth were just singing and dancing birds.But when it comes to mana, it has always been established on the law. The world of Buddhism is so fair to the world's creatures. Those who understand the law can generate power. This is the real mana.

But the big guys standing behind his brother Faseng and Gu Donglai all expressed their understanding when they heard it.

It turns out that this is the key to the real outcome of this game.

He also heard that Gu Donglai was so openly arguing with himself, and Shicha Nantuo on the opposite side was blocked by his words, and he gave a very cold smile before he slapped his palm on his knee and said,

"What about the incompetent, who can speak eloquently? The Buddha never said that the one who is good at bickering is the final winner. Since Fa Seng's junior is on the way of Dharma, then I will take a look next time, Gui Is there any way for the temple to restrain this force?"

And at this time, it seemed that just to verify Cha Nantuo's prediction, Fang Haihen dodged once on the field, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Only less than 40 seconds into the opening, Fang Hai hated that the back of such a Buddhist disciple was completely soaked in sweat.

Opposite him, Qianjin Maitreya showed the original anger of a large herbivore when he was provoked because of being repeatedly played by the guy opposite.

His huddled face showed ignorant and stubborn hostility towards Fang Hai and everyone in Longquan Mountain opposite.

Qianjin Maitreya hated from the bottom of his heart the weak little man opposite him who couldn't even show his Dharma body.

He hates them, who have normal comprehension ability and wisdom, and always use the method of thinking they are smart people to deal with, tease, and bully themselves.

I hate these bad guys who can't keep up with their quick brains no matter how hard I eat or how I practice.Because the master said, these bad guys will only use their good brains to bully them and deceive them again and again.

In the world, only the supreme Dharma taught by the master can defeat these cunning villains forever.

"Ah-ah-hit-kill you-"

This idea of ​​judging things by a single tendon in his head and dominating everything made the bald and fat man who was stunned but also stubborn roared like a domestic pig, and a black thunderstorm piled up on the back of his neck. A palm struck horizontally at Haihen who was crouching below.

It was like a slap down on Wuzhi Mountain, and black and white lightning formed around the two dharma protection beads on Qianjin Maitreya's body.

The mana around him is stronger than at the beginning.Even with the lotus root arms grabbing Fang Haihen in mid-air step by step, Fat Maitreya's aura has become so strong that people around can clearly feel that the sky above is being changed by this.

Seeing this, he was also very clear that he couldn't go head-to-head with Qianjin Maitreya in this situation.Fang Haihen, whose face was completely pale after being chased, had no choice but to use his figure to flash in every corner of the field like a wandering lightning.

His nimble shadow jumps in countless light circles around the arena, with a thin arm grabbing the railing of the magic circle above, and biting his lip, he constantly uses the law to determine the victory under the chase of the great monk Roushan.

"No. The situation is not right."

"Although the Dharma is useful to some extent, this is a competition between two people's mana, but Hai Hen's power is still not enough, and the black and white Buddha beads, the magic weapon of Maitreya's body, are still constantly absorbing mana in the field."

With these words, Senior Brother Hai Wen, who was holding onto the railing outside the arena with one hand, was sensitively aware that Hai Hen's breathing in the arena was starting to become unsteady, and seeing the scenes on the arena, the expression of clasping hands but also saying that also had a gloomy light that couldn't be dispelled.

Sure enough, at the moment when Senior Brother Haiwen's expression was very bad, he almost finished speaking.

At the other end, Qianjin Maitreya's physical body first appeared to confront the person head-on, but Fang Hai hated that light that was so faint that it could be ignored. When he started, Qianjin Maitreya, who was huge but more flexible than him, and more pure in strength, had already swung his fist and hit his fragile white nose bone hard!

This time!The time on both sides of the arena of the ceremony seems to be frozen——

Less than two minutes and 25 seconds into the game, Fang Haihen, whose face was twitching like a mass of loose sand, was punched by Qianjin Maitreya in mid-air.

He flew back and flew high.Everyone also took advantage of the huge parabola that did not conform to the laws of physics, and looked up to see him flying straight to the highest point.

one two Three.

The competition time on the wheel of life and death was just fixed for three seconds. Fang Haihen was hit by the first punch, and his nosebleeds splattered like a dehydrated eggplant that was hit by a huge hammer. Field formation.

Two minutes and 28 seconds!

shocking!Just less than two minutes and 28 seconds!The outcome seems to have been decided!

Fang Haihen, who persisted for 2 minutes, was hit alive and fell into the air. Under the blow of Qianjin Maitreya, his body slid down along the inside of the formation. All over the place on the big golden screen, everyone in Longquanshan, whose hearts were hanging from the beginning to the end, was shown, and their hearts were completely cold.

"—Sea Hate!"

The seniors who grew up together stood outside the formation with utterly anxious faces, bruised and swollen, with blood dripping from the eye sockets, Fang Hai hated the red eye circles, raised his head and fell behind the spider web-shaped formation Going up, but twitched for a long time and couldn't stand up again.

His white and tender little bald head was covered with bruises.

A face full of unlucky tears and snot mixed with too much in the eyes and noses that have been weak for so many years.There is only a buzzing in the ears.

However, when he, who had always been just a coward, curled up and cowardly landed on the ground with trembling hands holding his face, he couldn't even utter a single syllable to ask for help from others.

"The jackpot wins—smart people—are—bad—"

"A thousand catties won—"

"A smart monk who wins with a thousand catties - what's the use of being smart - it's useless - the Buddha said, a thousand catty wins - you lose -"

The cheers and applause from the arhat side of Chuangsi made people's whole brain and eye sockets feel sore.Fang Haihen, who had been weak and timid for so long, closed his bruised eyes, and the pounding heartbeat in his chest was obviously not enough to support him in the next puja.

But it was precisely those last few words that made Fang Haihen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stop moving, and his bleeding ears also moved suddenly at this moment.

Buddha... said.He wins and I lose.

But who is the Buddha in his mouth?it's wired.Why have I been a monk for so long since I was a child, but I never thought about... who is my Buddha?

The timing of each of these questions was very strange, but Fang Haihen, who seemed to have been stunned by a punch, became even more motionless.

He is like a martyred monk recorded in the Buddhist scriptures who fell into self-meditation and thinking due to the cycle of the sky. His body and spirit were crushed, but instead, under the watchful eyes of everyone, his whole weak body suddenly seemed to be in four directions. Things start to look different around you.

This scene, in the eyes of people outside the magic circle, only felt that the disciple of Longquan Mountain had been knocked out.

But when both sides fell into an unusually weird silence, Fang Dinghai and Gu Donglai were the only ones who saw something unusual.They were also there, and Haipeng and the others who couldn't wait to go up to hold the younger brother were stopped by the senior brother Faseng. After that, Fang Dinghai opened his eyes and said the first sentence so far.

"Wait for him and let him decide for himself."

"Fang Hai hates himself for not saying that this is over."

Brother Faseng's words made all the disciples in Longquan Mountain quiet for a moment.

Because, in the eyes of people in their realm, Fang Haihen's mana has not been fully used since just now, not only is it not weak, but it is the first time that it has some abnormalities completely at this moment. Same for 'shift'.

It was also during this "transformation" from nothing that Fang Haihen, who was lying motionless on the stage, was also experiencing the most violent cycle in his mind.

【"Fa, Brother Faseng, we all ran on the mountain today as you and King Ming said, and even practiced the marathon all afternoon. Will it really be useful for tomorrow's competition..."】

【"Useless."】

【"Ah?? Then what's the use of running on the mountain for so long??"】

【"Exercise, I usually ask you to come to the back mountain to run more when you have time, but you ignore me."】

【"...Brother Faseng, you, are you here for real this time?"】

【"Fang Hai hates."】

【"have!"】

【"Think carefully about what Buddha is to you."】

【"When you figure it out, tomorrow's Fa conference will be useful, and then you can continue to run like this."】

On the top of the mountain where the lights were still on all night last night.When Senior Brother Fa Seng finally sat in front of him, this was the last question he asked Fang Haihen.At that time, he didn't want to understand, but at this moment, he thought of this question again.

his Buddha.

First of all, he himself is Fang Haihen.

Yes, he is the smallest and weakest Fang Haihen in Longquan Mountain.He is the Fang Haihen who will always be the first to say that he can't do it, that he will fail, and that he will be afraid whenever the big guy is in danger.

His dharma name is Haihen.But who is the Buddha that Fang Hai hates?

He only remembered that before 195X, Fang Haihen was not called Fang Haihen.What is his name, after a karmic reincarnation, he himself can't remember.

But before he became a grown-up Buddhist disciple in the mountain gate, a monk who put on monk's clothes and cut off the fate of the world, he was just an ordinary mortal child, a child with a plastic bag of old clothes and a book The orphans who were thrown together on the steps of Longquan Mountain.The reason why he became an orphan who was so unwanted that he was thrown at the gate of the temple.The reason is simple.Because he is a useless person, and since he was born, the only impression left in his memory about his parents in the world is this sentence.

["No...doctor, no, please tell us this is false, the only one my husband and I have