"Has the Supreme Sutra been found?"

Fang Xing drank wine for a night, and indulged in a random way, and did not use magic power to refine it, but he also felt a little drunk. However, after hearing the voice of his cousin, he immediately woke up and disappeared in an instant. He was slightly excited. He could only hear the cousin continue, "After the talisman was sent out, I also let our people keep going around to investigate and secretly, but there was no result. No one expected that yesterday, the Buddhists from the Pure Land Monastery came and realized that they had a similar ancient scripture in their hands..."

"Are they willing to change?"

Fang Xing was alert and asked urgently.

"They refused to hand over the ancient scriptures to us, but said they wanted to see you. Little bastard, you'd better be careful. The status of the Bi'an Temple is extraordinary in the Pure Land and is not inferior to the ten ancient tribes. They are in charge of the merits and records the merits and karma of all the practitioners in the Pure Land. Even the gods of the ten ancient tribes need to be recognized by them. Only when the merits reach a certain amount can they obtain karma such as Arhats, Bodhisattvas, etc., and be proud of this. No matter what they find you, they must be cautious and must not be arrogant..."

My cousin was extremely careful and kept reminding Fang Xing.

"Okay, I know what I know. I won't beat him up if the conversation breaks down!"

It was of great importance, Fang Xing agreed immediately, asked a few more questions before putting away the jade talisman.

The other side temple?

But this name also made Fang Xing frown!

According to my cousin, this Monkey King seems to be a special existence in the Pure Land. It is not among the ten ancient tribes, but it is very respected. Its overall strength may not be very strong, but it is in charge of the merit spectrum that connects the fate of the lives of the Pure Land. After having a certain merit in the merit spectrum, you can be called an arhat and a bodhisattva karma. This is also the origin of the names of people in China who once called Pure Land masters, arhats, and Bodhisattvas. Those who can obtain this karma are all geniuses, equivalent to a Taoist line in China...

That volume of Taishang Sutra was impartial and fell into their hands!

Fang Xing couldn't help but frown and came. After a long time, he made up his mind that no matter who came, the Supreme Sutra always wanted it.

"Lord Taoist. There is a monk who pays homage to the south gate..."

While he was meditating, a disciple of the Tribulation Dao who was on duty outside came to report, but Fang Xing couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

"So fast?"

He hurriedly asked someone to bring the monk over, and Fang Xing went out of the palace hall and looked down. He saw two disciples of the Tribulation Dao walking slowly on the trail outside the mountain path. He used the magic eye technique to look. He saw that it was a man wearing a black monk's robe. He couldn't see his age, but he felt that his skin was dark and his magic power was not strong. He even looked like a person without cultivation, but he had a strange aura on his body. He almost merged into the night along the way.

"Huiyue, a little monk from the other side of the Pure Land Temple, has seen the Arhat in the Beiming family..."

When they met in the palace, the monk did not sit on the chair opposite Fang Xing. He sat cross-legged on the ground and whispered hello.

"Arhat?"

Fang Xing originally wanted to ask the Supreme Sutra directly, but when he heard this title, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The monk said lightly: "Men Fang has already had 100,000 merits on the list of merits. He has been able to obtain the fruit of the Arhat karma. If Zhenren Fang is willing to inherit the Buddha's karma and make millions of merits, he will become a Buddha and a ancestor, and it is not impossible to see if fellow Taoist Fang has a bodhicitta!"

"What a mess..."

Fang Xing frowned directly and said straight to the point: "Master, stop talking nonsense. Is the Supreme Sutra in your hands?"

The monk was not angry and said calmly: "Previously, two mysterious coffins were descended to the Pure Land. There were also monks from the other side of my temple. My Buddhist son accidentally obtained a volume of Taoist books in a cave. Originally, this volume of Taoist books was very strange. Even the Buddhist son could only understand it and could not be dictated. However, a month ago, the situation changed, and the law of restraining his mouth disappeared. Therefore, the Buddhist son could finally tell the story. We also knew that he had this fate and took this opportunity to discuss with the Arhat for matters..."

"A month ago, was it because I spread the Supreme Sutra indiscriminately, which disrupted the laws in the dark?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thought to himself, and looked at the monk again: "How do you prove that it is what I want?"

The monk said quietly: "Hunyuan's one qi shows fortune, and the great skills are thousands of innate and one mind..."

"That's right, it's it!"

Fang Xing's eyes flashed. He had practiced the Taishang Alchemy Sutra and had the identity of a disciple of the Taishang Taoist throne in the dark. He could not compare to the authenticity of the Taishang Sutra. From the few sentences of the sutra that the monk read casually, he was already touched. He knew that this was the true scripture, and he had even vaguely guessed that this volume of the Taishang Sutra was the meaning of the sutra that was used by practicing magic.

And this is exactly in line with his previous guess.

The Nine Sutras of the Supreme One, the Three Sutras of Transformation of Spirits, Sensation, and Immortality are the uses of building the foundation and laying the foundation.

The two sutras in the middle of the Breaking Formation and the Xiaoyao Sutra are one of the martial arts and the other of the body skills, which are the use of fighting and fighting. In addition to these two sutras, there is also a sutra for practicing magic and magic for practitioners. It should be this sutra...

"Okay, monk, let's open the skylight and speak loudly!"

Fang Xing sighed and said directly: "Give me that volume of scripture. What do you want to change? I'll give it to you!"

After hearing Fang Xing's words, the monk smiled slightly and whispered: "I wonder what the Arhat wants to exchange for this scripture?"

Fang Xing glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "These ten mountains are bound to countless fortunes, I will give them all to you!"

The monk sighed and said, "The creation of the mysterious coffin has its own fate. It is not beautiful to forcibly occupy the territory and seize the creation. These ten mountains are also taken away by the Arhats in blood. Their hearts and blood are bound to them. The other side temple does not want to seize the beauty of others. Arhats can keep them in their hands!"

"I'm not satisfied, this is..."

Fang Xing's eyes shrank, and suddenly took out his storage bag, poured it out on the ground, and laughed in a low voice: "Myster, although I don't have many magic weapons, there are many rare things in it, and there are even many of them that I don't even have time to study carefully. You can pick it. Except for this dragon-patterned sword, I like it very much, and you can take away the other things you want!"

Seeing the jewels and treasures on this place, the amazing magic weapon, even the monk's eyes could not help but flash, and he was quite moved, but he finally shook his head and said, "The people born are not external objects. Although these magic weapons are good, they are not Buddhist!"

"I have a very high vision..."

Fang Xing sighed at the Yahuazi, sighed helplessly, and said, "I have five volumes of the Supreme Sutra. Can I change this volume to yours?"

"well……"

The monk sighed, as if he was a little regretful, and said, "The Supreme Sutra is a supreme Dharma. It is a treasure for practitioners. It is a fortune to be able to obtain one volume by the disciples of Bi'an Temple before. If they can obtain another five volumes, it will be even more of a blessing. Unfortunately, the concepts of Buddhism and Taoism are different after all. No matter how good the Taoist immortal scroll is, it is not the pursuit of the disciples of the Caspian. The Arhat should keep these five volumes of the Supreme Sutra!"

"Even if you don't want this, what do you monks want? Does the lion speak up?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but feel a little angry. He took out these three things, but each one was enough to exchange for this volume of the sutra. Not to mention one volume of the sutra, I was afraid that both volumes would be replaced. But the monk refused to agree, which made him feel angry. His favor for the monk was minimized. He suppressed his anger and whispered: "I'll give you all three, okay?"

However, unexpectedly, the monk shook his head and lowered his head without saying a word.

"This is forcing me to use a killer move..."

Fang Xing's eyes became colder, and suddenly he took a few scriptures from his arms and placed them one by one in front of the monk.

The monk who was chanting the scriptures with his head down suddenly raised his head and his eyes shining brightly, staring at the scriptures in Fang Xing's hand.

"The Buddhas' Visualization Sutra..."

"So I heard the Buddha's book..."

“Prajna Sutra…”

"The Demon-Subduing Sutra..."

Fang Xing took out all the scriptures and put them in front of the monk. Every time he put them, he would pronounce a name. Whenever he read a name, the monk's body trembled, and his eyes would be ignited. He seemed to be unable to control himself. He wanted to hold these scriptures in his arms immediately. When he looked at Fang Xing, he was frightened and awe. He seemed to have never expected that Fang Xing would take out so many treasure scriptures from his arms that were extremely rare for Buddhist disciples, which was simply scary.

"Where do you get these scriptures from..."

The monk almost used all his self-control before he could barely control himself and asked this question.

"You care where I came from. Is it worth using these scriptures to exchange for the Supreme Sutra?"

Fang Xing's eyes were cold, staring at the monk in front of him who was so excited that he could not control himself.

"Arhat, you have already had 100,000 merits. Since you have such a Buddhist destiny, why not publish these scriptures to the temple on the other side of my temple and add merits? With this act of offering the sutra, the little monk can conclude that the Arhat will become the first among the younger generation to obtain the name of the true Buddha..."

The monk was so excited that he suddenly reached out and pulled Fang Xing's sleeve.

"I'll offer you my uncle..."

Fang Xing was speechless, shook his sleeves away, frowned and said, "I just want to exchange for that scroll of Supreme Sutra, will you give it?"

He was already seventy-sixth of confidence. He took out these scriptures and did not believe this monk.

But he never expected that after all the expressions on the monk's face, such as unbearable, painful, entangled, despair and even coldness, he finally forced his eyes to close his eyes, his lips seemed to tremble, and he was unwilling to say the following words, but with great perseverance, he forced himself to say: "Each of these Buddhist books is a priceless treasure to my Nobuna Temple, but... it won't be replaced!"

"I didn't change..."

Fang Xing was also shocked, and suddenly became angry. He grabbed the monk's neck and shouted, "Stinky bald donkey, can you play tricks on me? You don't change this or that, then what are you doing to me? Or, what the hell do you want to change?"

"I'll change..."

The monk was also full of pain, but he still pointed his hand at one point, which shocked Fang Xing directly. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!