After eating and drinking, and packing several thousand kilograms of barbecue, Lin Feng took Nezha and Fugui, riding a demon wolf mount that had just been conquered with "Germany" (fist), and continued heading into the depths of the secret realm.
The further you go, the more unstable the surrounding space becomes. From time to time, cracks in the void will flash across like black lightning, swallowing up everything around you.
But in contrast, more and more treasures are encountered.
What kind of ten thousand-year-old magic grass and broken fairy artifact fragments, Fugui, this Treasure-Seeking Mouse just seemed to have fallen into a rice vat, it kept squeaking all the way, its little claws were scratching fast, and its cheeks were bulging.
Just when they had just climbed over a mountain shrouded in mist.
Suddenly there was a golden light ahead, bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and even the phenomenon of Heaven Flower falling randomly.
I saw a young monk wearing Brocade Kasaya and holding Purple-Gold Alms Bowl, sitting cross-legged on a boulder, blocking the only way.
This monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, red lips and white teeth. There are nine golden wheels of merit floating behind his head, exuding the aura of compassion and salvation for all sentient beings. Around him, several ferocious monsters were lying on the ground, listening to his chanting with peaceful expressions, as if they had been brainwashed.
"Amitabha."
The monk seemed to sense the arrival of Lin Feng and his group. He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as clear as water, and clasped his hands together, "Donor, please stay."
Lin Feng restrained the demon wolf and looked at the monk with the "light bulb" special effect with great interest. "Hey, who is this? Why are you cosplaying here without sleeping Buddha Tathagata in the middle of the night? What are you doing?"
"The poor monk is the disciple of Buddha Western Heaven Buddhist World, whose Buddhist name is 'Juexin'."
Juexin monk's eyes fell on Lin Feng, his brows furrowed slightly, showing a heartbroken expression, as if he had seen some heinous sin, "The poor monk observed on the donor. Sha Qi is soaring to the sky, entangled with karma, like black clouds pressing down on the city. It has obviously caused endless evil. If we don't turn around in time, we may fall into Avici Hell, suffer the pain of ten thousand years, and never be reincarnated."
"Oh?"
Lin Feng smiled, jumped off the wolf's back, straightened his collar, "Then according to Master's advice, what should I do to avoid frying the dough sticks?"
"It's very simple."
Juexin said with a sacred look on his face, his voice carrying some kind of magical power that confuses people's hearts, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
"As long as the benefactor is willing to hand over all his ill-gotten wealth, dissipate this evil magic power, follow the poor monk back to Western Heaven Lesser Thunderclap Temple, face the wall and meditate for five hundred years, and copy scriptures every day to atone for his sins. The mercy of the Buddha will definitely wash away your sins and give you new life."
Nezha picked his ears from behind, with an impatient look on his face, and muttered in a low voice, "Boss, what is this bald donkey farting on? Do you want me to stab him? Let's see if he can become a Buddha instantly?"
Lin Feng waved his hand, signaling Nezha to be calm.
He walked up to Juexin and asked seriously, "Master, you just said that as long as I put down the butcher knife, I can become a Buddha?"
"Exactly." Juexin nodded, "The sea of suffering is boundless, but once you turn around, you will reach the shore."
"That's good."
Lin Feng Suddenly took out the butcher's knife that he had just used to cut meat from his storage ring, and stabbed it into the ground in front of him.
"I have let it go now. Have I become a Buddha?"
Juexin was stunned, obviously not expecting Lin Feng to do this. "Donor, this... the 'butcher's knife' the poor monk said is the evil thoughts in the heart, greed, anger and ignorance, not this ordinary iron..."
"Then you're talking nonsense."
Lin Feng rolled his eyes and interrupted him directly, "I'm just wondering, are you monks out of your mind? I kill bad guys to do evil, and bad guys become Buddhas when they put down the butcher knife. Should good guys be pointed at guns? Do bad guys have special privileges? After killing people all your life, you can get a green card by apologizing at the end?"
"This is called - you have the final right of interpretation?"
Juexin's face darkened, and the compassion in his eyes faded a bit. "Donors, don't use strong arguments and sophistry. You just robbed Heavenly Court disciples in the woods, took off their clothes, and humiliated your colleagues. This is evil! This is devil!"
"They grabbed me first, but I grabbed them back. This is called self-defense and the cycle of cause and effect." Lin Feng spread his hands, "And I left my underwear for them. This is the greatest mercy. If it were anyone else, I would have stripped off my skin to make a lantern for them. I am not a Buddha, who is a Buddha?"
"Stubborn! The devil's roots are deep!"
Juexin's eyes suddenly shot out two golden lights, and he was furious, "Since the donor is stubborn, the poor monk can only use the method of King Kong's angry eyes to forcibly convert you! This is also for your own good!"
"Great Firmament Spell! Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World Honored Ksitigarbha! Prajna Buddhas!"
Juexin stood up suddenly, and the cassock on his body moved automatically without wind, making a hunting sound. The Purple-Gold Alms Bowl in his hand flew out, rose up in the wind, and turned into a golden mountain covered with scriptures. With the terrifying Buddha's light that sealed everything, it suppressed Lin Feng!
"Turn me over? Who are you?"
Lin Feng sneered and didn't even use the system's blessing, nor did he use any magic weapon.
He just grabbed the ground with both feet, united his waist and horse, and clenched his fists.
The power of Bodily Sainthood completely exploded at this moment.
"Break it for me!!"
Punch out!
The space seemed to be distorted by this punch, and a harsh explosion erupted.
Boom--!
The pure golden fist mark was like a meteor chasing the moon, hitting the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl heavily.
Click!
A crisp cracking sound.
The High-Grade Immortal Artifact given by Western Heaven Buddhist World was struck with a shocking crack by Lin Feng's punch, and then exploded into pieces, turning into gold powder all over the sky!
"Pfft!"
The magic weapon of his life was damaged, Juexin suffered a backlash, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was full of disbelief, and his eyes almost popped out.
"How is it possible?! Your body... how can it be a mortal body?! Are you the reincarnation of an ancient Arhat?!"
"Tell me sir! Laozi is purely natural!"
Lin Feng took one step forward, and Shrinking the Earth to an Inch appeared in front of Juexin in an instant, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up like a chicken.
"Didn't you just say that you wanted to save me? Come on, keep chanting! I think it's your words that are tough, or my fists that are tough!"
Bang!
Lin Feng punched Juexin on the bald head.
"This punch is called physical transformation!"
Juexin screamed, and a big lump suddenly bulged on his forehead.
Bang!
"With this punch, if I don't go to hell, who will!"
It's another big bag, symmetrical from left to right.
Bang!
"This punch is for those monsters that were crippled by you just now! The good monsters were made stupid by your chanting!"
Just a few seconds.
Juexin's originally smooth and reflective head was forcibly punched out by Lin Feng. The bumps all over his head were red, swollen and shiny. At first glance, they looked very similar to Buddha's hair style that was full of "meat buns".
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! The poor monk is convinced! The poor monk is really convinced!"
Juexin was beaten so hard that his eyes Venus were bruised, his nose and face were swollen, and he cried for his father and mother. He still looked like a monk, and he was even more embarrassed than a street scoundrel.
Lin Feng let go of his hand, and Juexin collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud. He covered his head with both hands, shivering, and looked at Lin Feng with tears in his eyes.
Lin Feng squatted down, patted his swollen cheek, and asked with a smile:
"Master, how do you feel now? Has your Buddha come to save you?"
"No... no..." Juexin said with a cry, "Buddha... Buddha may be taking a nap."
"That's right."
Lin Feng stood up, took out a comb from his arms, and stroked it on Juexin's head, "Look, my 'Teacher Tony' is pretty good at my craftsmanship, right? I got you the latest 'Buddha's Hairstyle'. It's free of charge, and it's given to you."
"Thank you... thank you donor..." Juexin wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Since you're grateful, then show some sincerity." Lin Feng stretched out his hand, "Hand over what you have on you, and it will be considered as the haircut fee and mental damage compensation."
Juexin did not dare to resist. With tears in his eyes, he took off Brocade Kasaya, Buddhist beads, space rings, and even the pair of monk shoes, leaving only a set of white monk robes.
"Go away."
Looking at the back of Juexin rolling and stumbling, Nezha gave a thumbs up with a look of admiration:
"Boss, he's tall! He's really tall! I think with his hairstyle now, he looks more Buddha-like than before! This is the real master!"
"That's necessary. This is the power of 'wuli' (physics)."
Lin Feng put away the trophies and looked into the distance. There, a heart-stopping medicinal fragrance was rising into the sky.
"Let's go, there's a big noise ahead. The main course is about to be served."