My Past Life Simulator - Chapter 526 525 [Puff's great name, famous all over the world]

  Chapter 526 525 [Puff's name, famous all over the world]

   "???" Regarding the scriptures that suddenly appeared in his mind, He Zhao himself had a bewildered expression. He didn't understand at all, he had been studying the scriptures carefully to understand the meaning contained in the scriptures, why he made a scripture called "The Infinite Sutra of Mie Truth".

  Outside, Bechava came to the residence of outstanding disciples for the eighteenth time. She listened carefully for a moment, and realized that the sound of chanting was no longer coming from the room, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

  Actually, I realized the power of the scriptures with my heart as early as I finished talking to Suolan. He arrived early the next morning with the intention of studying each other's major scriptures, but before entering the room, he heard the immature but unhurried sound of reading scriptures.

  So, I couldn't help but stop, stood outside the door and listened all day and night.

  For twelve full hours, the voice of the children chanting the scriptures never stopped, and their tone was extremely serious and serious, without any perfunctory or eagerness.

  So, he nodded without hastily interrupting. Instead, he ordered the monks who were waiting on him to pay close attention and not allow anyone to break into the room and disturb the enlightenment of the outstanding disciples.

  However, I never expected that on the second, third, fourth and eighteenth days, Suolangfang stopped chanting.

   "Two boxes of scriptures, read them all in one breath."

  The scriptures in the room were all prepared by him, and he came to check every morning, so he naturally knew the progress of the famous ruthless man.

   "It's not bad, it's just too hasty."

  Eighteen days ago, I already told the other party that I had smashed a scripture.

  It's a pity that people didn't listen, so they re-read the two boxes of different scriptures one by one.

   "Smart people are good, but sometimes it's because they are too smart that they always don't take seriously the warnings of their predecessors, and they have to hit the south wall once."

   After the voice fell, he pushed the door open and stepped in.

   "Master Solange."

  Seeing the twelve-year-old child sitting blankly at the table, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

   Look, is it a failure?

  The old saying goes well: If you don’t listen to the old man’s words, you will suffer in front of your eyes.

   "The Great Monk Bechava."

  The ruthless Zhao came back to his senses, and when he saw the monk reading the scriptures coming in, he hurriedly stood up and returned the salute.

  Although he has some opinions on Bufa Temple, he has no opinion at all on his teacher who wholeheartedly teaches him, and he respects him very much. Well, the one surnamed He has always respected the teacher, unless forced to, otherwise he will not deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors.

"You, I'm in a hurry. I planned to sharpen your temper, but I couldn't bear to see you like this. Forget it, let the old monk tell you something about the specialness of the way of mouth." Bar."

   Paused, and asked again.

   "Do you know how the mudras, dharma seals, high merits, good deeds, and secret mantras come from? The old monk is not asking you to name their creators, but to ask you how the creators created them."

  That’s right, how was the world’s first mudra, first dharma seal, and first exercise created?

  The monk who read the scriptures couldn't help laughing when he saw the child was silent.

   "Scripture."

   "Scripture?"

   "That's right, it's just learned from the scriptures. Don't look at the monks who choose the way of the mouth. When it comes to taking off demons and eliminating demons, they are not as good as the iron monks who practice the way of the body.

   When it comes to dealing with various difficult events, such as eliminating demons and defending Taoism, making magical instruments, etc., many things are not as good as the Fayin monk of the secret path. However, in terms of status, the monks of the mouth path are the source of their two paths. "

  Bechava pointed to the messy scriptures on the table, and slowly said the answer.

   "Mudras, Dharma seals, exercises, secret mantras, and even ritual instruments are all made by some eminent monks who read scriptures all the year round. After years of reading scriptures and understanding the Buddhist principles contained in them, they naturally comprehended them.

  The special feature of the way of mouth is that a lot of reading, and serious comprehension, can make your Dharma seals and exercises undergo miraculous changes. It may be to reduce self-consumption, it may be to increase power, or it may be fused with each other to create a brand new seal.

  In short, every monk who reads the scriptures understands different things. It will give birth to new Dharma seals and exercises according to the monk's temperament, inner reverence for immortals and Buddhas, and understanding of Buddhist scriptures.

   Or optimization, or incomplete completion, and so on. So don't be impatient and take your time. Read the scriptures with the most basic scriptures, and you will have the greatest chance of success.

  If you find a scripture that does not match the seals and exercises you practice, and spend a lot of effort and time, but the result does not match, or you only get a weak enhancement, isn’t it a waste of work? "

   While talking, he took out the basic scriptures and placed them in front of He Zhao.

   "The foundation represents all aspects. Even if the understanding obtained is not satisfactory. However, the foundation can still be strengthened."

  He was really worried about the outstanding disciple.

  “.”

  Didn't you say it earlier?

  One of my scriptures was 80,000 years old, two boxes of scriptures came down, and I made a "Mie Truth Infinite Sutra". I don't know how the effect will be, but the name is quite domineering. If it doesn't meet your expectations, just **** it.

   "Read it and keep reading it. Don't be too ambitious, let alone achieve it overnight." After giving some pointers, Bechava got up and left the room. As the head of the scripture-reading monks, he has many things to do in the temple.

  Seeing that the other party had completely disappeared from sight, Ruthless Zhao hurriedly checked the "Mie Di Infinite Sutra" he had just obtained.

   After studying the whole article, I let out a long sigh of relief.

  A practice method, not scriptures.

"so far so good."

   Its function, simply put, is the product of the combination of Monk Tie Bang's "Mie Truth Method" and the immeasurable Dharma seal. It's hard to imagine that one is to consume potential and life energy, and the other is to use the power of contemplating bodhisattvas and Buddhas infinitely in a short period of time. Two completely different things are fused with each other.

  I can only talk about the way of the mouth, as expected of the father of the way of the body and the way of the secret, I can do whatever I want.

  The effect is explosive evolution, which directly changes from a certain kill once or twice, three or four times, to an infinite certain kill in a short time.

  Yes, that's right, practicing "The Infinite Sutra of Mie Truth", you can explode infinitely, and you can hit as many sticks as you want. Within a limited time, the attack is unlimited.

  Perhaps, for others, it is just a hole card used to exchange lives with the enemy. However, for someone who has mastered "King Kong Rush", it is undoubtedly an upgrade.

  This wave is a machine gunner upgrading Gatling, with a huge ammo box hanging behind him.

   "The needle doesn't poke."

  He stretched and sat and chanted sutras for eighteen consecutive days, his body was somewhat stiff.

   "Crackling~~~"

   There was a crisp sound from himself, he picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to silently write the exercises.

   After a while, he folded the ink-stained paper, put it in his arms, and went straight to the monk's house.

  The second time I met with Tsedan Dharma King, there were only two of them in the hall.

   "His Holiness, please look."

  Ci Dan looked curious, not sure what kind of mystery the outstanding disciple was showing off. Carelessly took the paper, his eyes swept away and he couldn't move his eyeballs.

   Nothing else, the lines are full of dry goods.

  Unfortunately, seeing the excitement, the following suddenly disappeared.

   "Master Suoran, below, below"

   "Don't worry, I want to make a deal with you." He Zhao took a sip of butter tea and said in a calm tone.

   "What kind of deal, as long as I can do it, feel free to mention it. Even... even if it is against the master, I will not hesitate." Ordinary iron monks may not be able to see the miraculousness of the exercises on paper.

  However, he was the second in the millennium in his class. In terms of talent, of course he is not a supermodel player at the T0 level, but definitely a seed player at the T1 level.

   Naturally, one can see that the incomplete exercises written on the paper are terrifying methods that can make the iron rod monks unleash unlimited attacks in a short period of time.

  The Monk Academy has a set of methods specially used to restore potential and vitality. Otherwise, how could the iron stick monk visit the plateau for more than ten years, or even decades, and he could not recover and go to the ground to be safe.

  As long as you don't die suddenly after using this exercise, you can still live on. After returning to the temple for treatment, it didn't take many years for him to be a lively monk again.

  It's a pity that the famous ruthless man reverted too quickly and didn't get that set of methods. Of course, I'm not very interested in it, it's just a way to restore potential and vitality, "King Kong Rush" beats everything.

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   "Understood, I understand!"

  Cidan Dharma King smiled, with an expression that I understand the king.

  “.”

   You know a hammer, you know it!

  Even if I try my best to drive out the old seat owner, how many years can I be the head of the temple?

  Once the file is reverted, all the efforts in the upper position will be in vain.

   It's worth it!

   "I hope the king of Dharma will do his best to help me find the son of the witch."

   "You mean 【噗—】?"

  Dharma King Cidan had a strange expression on his face. When two of his subordinates brought back news about the Witch's Son, he fell into suspicion for a while. Who is willing to send a few names that sound weird?

   "Yes, it's him."

"Okay, I don't ask too much, why did you find [噗—]. Don't worry, I will notify all the monks who are outside, patrolling the plateau, and the monks who contact other temples, and try my best to find him. "

  After speaking, without paying attention to salute, he immediately got up and rushed to the outside of the hall.

   It seems that Cidan is determined to obtain the "Infinite Sutra of Mie Truth".

   "Tsk tsk, another unlucky guy who was voted by my white girl."

   "The Infinite Sutra of Mie Truth" is good, but the problem is that once Dafa is started, it will be given for nothing.

   A moment later, a message came from the Bufa Temple.

  The Dharma King of Cidan personally offered a reward for all the information about the witch's son [噗—]. The bounty is so high that it makes people smack their tongues, secretly thinking that the Dharma King paid his money, and I don't know how that [poof—] provoked him.

  So, in just a few days, the name of Mahayana Buddha spread throughout the plateau this time.

  The monks, big and small, all know him, and he has a name that is not very serious.

  The Mahayana Buddha, who had been injured for many years, finally re-stabilized the injury, and suddenly found himself on fire again.

  Earlier, when Bufa Temple sought him out, his efforts were only minor.

   It's not that everyone doesn't pay attention to it, but a witch's son who was beaten to death by two iron monks and four sticks, leaving only a skeleton. There is really no way to make people feel a sense of crisis.

  Especially when He shrank back, never showing his head, as quiet as a good baby. In addition, the plateau is too big, and there are too few monks, who is willing to spend a lot of manpower and material resources.

   Really think that money is born out of thin air?

   Without heavy rewards, naturally there are no brave men.

   And when Dharma King Cidan took out his money and made a lot of blood, it directly increased the search intensity of the monks by more than ten times.

  Who wouldn't salivate at that brushstroke of cultivation resources.

   Then, the Mahayana Buddha suffered an instant tragedy.

   Possessed Gui and Hu Ling told him that recently, many monks have gradually approached the core of the no man's land, which is where their group hides.

   It is estimated that it will not take a few days for the three gods, tricks, and spirits to be exposed.

  No choice but to transfer secretly.

   Just started and everything went well.

  However, as they left the no-man's land, they noticed a large number of monks passing by in batches.

   Gather together in twos and threes, talking while walking.

   Seeing this, the three guys stopped and took the opportunity to eavesdrop, hoping to get some news.

   "How did you say 【噗—】offended King Tsedan?"

   "I don't know, it's none of my business. All I know is that as long as I can get news about [噗—], I can get a lot of rewards. I don't need to work hard. The more things like this, the better."

   "That's right, if we can find 【噗—】, we two will give him one."

   "It's the pole, it's the pole."

  At first, Mahayana Buddha did not understand.

  Later, the memory of the dead attacked Him violently.

   "Hello, [poof—]."

   "I know your name is [噗—], so I don't need to introduce myself."

   "Are you finished? I'll say it again, I know your name is [噗—]."

   "Could it be my fault? I know his name is [噗—], and then he keeps introducing his name. Is it necessary?"

  The little flesh and blood that had been condensed on the Mahayana Buddha burst apart without holding back.

   It doesn't matter if the other person splits, the breath will be leaked directly, and the two iron rod monks who passed by will turn back again.

   "Boom—"

  Of course, I didn't immediately notice where the hidden trio was.

  However, it's hard to decide when things happen.

  The ground cracked, and amidst the smoke and dust, they saw the golden bone frame covered in blood.

   "It's you, [poof—]"

   "Poof—"

  The Mahayana Buddha heard the words and performed vomiting blood on the spot.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

   "Damn human, I will kill you thousands of times."

   "Boom—"

  Before he finished speaking, he was hit on the head.

   The battle fluctuated greatly, and there was no way to hide it.

   After all, the style of the Iron Rod Monk has always been like this.

   As a result, a large number of monks gathered to the center of the battle.

   "Master Buddha, if you don't leave, we may not be able to leave."

"Walk!"

  Mahayana Buddha almost gritted his teeth, and fled crazily with the possessed ghost and lake spirit immediately.

   "Brothers, it's 【噗—】!"

   "Son of the witch [噗—], don't even try to escape!"

   Poor Mahayana Buddha, a good god, has become a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

  Finding the news of 【噗—】, it quickly fell into the hands of the Dharma King Cidan like snowflakes.

  The monks who were trying their best to kill the Mahayana Buddha got a new piece of news.

  The Dharma king of Bufa Temple is on his way with one hundred and twenty iron rod monks.

   Mahayana Buddha: "???"

   He does not understand, much less understand.

  He has been suffering from injuries for many years, but he never came out to do anything. How could he provoke a Dharma King!

   Grass, a plant.

  (end of this chapter)