Before coming, I knew I was destined to be unable to go back!

The words of the little monk Shenxiu made Fang Xing seem confused. After learning that the little monk was captured, he rushed over without stopping, without delaying for a moment. He also thought to understand in his heart that this time he would admit defeat and return the Buddha's sons to them. He also thought of other ways to get the sutra of the Supreme Taoist Sutra, but this time he didn't want to take the little monk Shenxiu back first!

For him, this was really a huge concession, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to do this from the beginning.

For a moment, his anger surged, rushed into his mind, and looked at Beiming Qingdi fiercely.

"I thought you just wanted to force me to let your monk go, but I didn't expect you to harm the little monk Shenxiu!"

His fierce gaze made Bei Ming Qingdi tremble, he staggered and took a few steps, waved his hand and said, "I don't..."

She didn't even dare to look at Fang Xing more, and looked directly at Shen Xiu, and said in a crying voice: "Little monk, I really didn't expect this to harm your life. I don't know about this... I really don't know. I thought that just let Fang Xing let the Buddhist son go, he could take you back. If I had known that this would harm you, I would definitely not have done this... You believe me..."

She said, subconsciously approaching, as if she wanted to untie the rune prison around Shenxiu.

"What are you talking nonsense!"

Bei Mingxiao stepped forward, pushed her aside, and shouted coldly: "What does it mean to harm him? This is the result of the cycle of cause and effect in Buddhism, which was destined ten thousand years ago. I pushed this for Buddhism to appear a hundred years in advance. Even a great Buddhist hero is said to be at least 100,000 merits on the list of merits. In the Hundred Mountains, our Bei Ming family will be divided into the largest area. Do you think it is worth it?"

This scolding made Bei Ming Qing Di Xun speechless, but he looked at Fang Xing like a begging. There was a helplessness in his voice: "I really don't want it... This is really something I didn't know before..."

"When I chop your head, I will definitely compensate you!"

Fang Xing roared angrily, his eyes showing murderous intent.

Suddenly, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the collar of the Buddhist son in black and was about to escape.

He didn't believe that he met in one fell swoop, so he was destined to be the day of Bianji. Since he could not save Shenxiu now, he simply kidnapped the Buddhist son again. One of the two Buddhist sons was missing. It was impossible to see how they defended Ji. He could be cruel and find an opportunity to kill the Buddhist son. If you want to defend Ji, let Shenxiu and a dead man defend Ji. No matter how stupid the little monk is, he can still scold a dead man?

It’s a pity that even though he had already thought about everything, the progress of things could no longer be grasped.

The guardians and monks of the other side temple saw through Fang Xing's thoughts at this time, but they no longer had the anger and tension at the beginning. Instead, they looked compassionate. At the same time, they lowered their heads and recited the scriptures silently. Starting from these monks, monks from other clans also began to recite the scriptures, even Bei Ming Xiao was no exception, and Bei Ming Qingdi, who had been confused for a long time before gently closing his eyes.

In the surrounding heavens, only Fang Xing and Qing Du have never recited scriptures.

They rushed into the sky, rushed left and right, and the evil spirits wanted to escape.

However, as the endless and mysterious chanting sounds of scriptures around them sounded, they suddenly felt as if they were trapped in a mud.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

The endless sound of chanting seemed to fill every inch of the surrounding valley, surrounding him. Those scriptures even revealed the words of Buddha's true words with dazzling golden light. From the head of every Pure Land monk who was chanting scriptures, it rose up and slowly drifted to the nine heavens. Then, from above the nine heavens, there were extremely gorgeous petals falling, like colorful fallen flowers.

The ceiling is full of flowers!

"Donor, I know that you have a sincere thought, but the cause and effect have been settled early, so why bother to force it?"

In Fang Xing's hand, the Buddhist son in black who was caught by him suddenly spoke at this moment.

The talisman that had been sealed on his mouth before disappeared without a trace.

At this time, he was also sitting cross-legged, as if the void had taken root, holding him in the air. Even though Fang Xing had a force of 200,000 kilograms, he could not pull him, and tore his clothes apart. Then he watched the black-clothed Buddhist son rise up into the air as if blown by the wind. Fang Xing wanted to rush over and grab him again, but was forced back by invisible force.

The Buddha's son in black sat upright in the void, and the nine Buddha lights above his head appeared, like a true Buddha.

At this time, Shen Xiu, who was in the rune prison, also ascended a hundred feet away, facing the Buddhist son in black from a distance.

One black and one white, two Buddha children, a hundred feet apart, all looked at each other in quiet eyes.

And between them, there seemed to be a golden Buddha light colliding together, then rose up and changed vaguely. On the left side of the two of them, it turned into a big Buddha phantom standing tall, vaguely visible, but couldn't see clearly. The big Buddha put his hands together, and his body was covered with golden scriptures. His eyes were faint, and he looked at the black and white Buddha son sitting cross-legged on his chest with compassion and quietness.

"The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe it frequently and don't let dust spread..."

Around them, golden clouds appeared. Among the clouds, clear and proud voices sounded. Everyone looked up and saw the illusion that appeared in the clouds. They were wearing monk's robes like snow. A very handsome young monk held a white lotus and recited the Buddha's greeting under the Buddha's seat. As the sound of the Sanskrit spread throughout the Great Hall, a ceiling fell from the nine heavens, and the sound of the immortal was ethereal. The monks bowed their heads, thanking him for teaching the Buddha's meaning...

The Buddha opened his eyes and nodded slightly. The young monk was proud and ready to inherit the true Buddha's inheritance.

"This method can make people in the world practice Buddhism, but it is difficult to make people in the world become Buddhas!"

The monks bowed and the Buddha nodded, a monk in black sweeping the floor spoke, attracting countless eyes.

"I have a visit to you, and I can understand the meaning of Buddha!"

The monk in black clothes sweeping the floor salutes to the Buddha and recites: "There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where can dust be caused!"

The world was silent, the monks were speechless, the young monk was stunned, and the Buddha smiled.

"In this way, can you pass on my way, Shenxiu, are you convinced?"

The Buddha spoke and looked at the young monk, shocking the world.

"Disciple is not convinced!"

The young monk frowned, his voice spread throughout Lingshan and throughout the heavens and all worlds.

The picture changed and became a thousand-year agreement under the ancient pine, and the two monks of black and white went to the thousand-year agreement to argue on the top of the mountain.

"Junior brother, it has been a thousand years, don't you realize it?"

"I have not made any mistakes in my way, so why do you need to realize it?"

The monk in white said: "Cultivating Buddha is to cultivate oneself, just like a person climbing a mountain, climbing step by step. The senior brother only tells people about the scenery on the top of the mountain, but does not point to people's paths. How can people go up the mountain and become Buddhas in the end? This is to find the fruit and lose the cause, and I will not take it..."

"The top of the mountain is empty, all things are empty, and Buddha is also empty, so why do you need to practice? Once you have a sudden enlightenment, you will be free!"

Two thousand years ago, black and white monks argued at sea, the wind swept away the clouds, and the world was clear and bright.

"Junior brother, two thousand years have passed, don't you realize it?"

"I have not made any mistakes in my way, so why do you need to realize it?"

The monk in white opened his mouth and pointed to the sea: "Sentient beings seek truth and spirit, which is the truth in the world. Brother, Is everything empty? Isn't this fish and shrimp real? Is this sea and everything is real? Ten thousand years later, the sea changes and endless changes, and there are reasons to rely on. My Buddha sits in the void and pity the world, and will be born and destroyed forever. If the ultimate Buddha fruit loses itself, how can I see this reality?"

"The mystery of heaven and earth has its own cause and effect, its own rules of the great way, and it is cycled back and forth, so what is the change of all things, so what is the change of the world? When you see him, he is here, and if you don't see him, he will not be there. When nirvana comes, all things are empty, so why do you need people to see his reality?"

The endless picture is changing. Two monks are on the mountain, in the sea, in the world, in the battlefield, outside the sky, and repeatedly debated the game. The monks in white lost the game again and again, but they were also dissatisfied with each other, looking for a confirmation of their experience and insights. Unfortunately, every time the monks in black were always better, and gradually, the monks in white talked less and less and were taciturn...

"Junior brother, nine thousand years have passed, don't you realize it?"

"I am not wrong, so why do you need to realize it?"

The monk in white smiled sorrowfully, and sighed: "But, senior brother, nine thousand years have passed, and I understand that if you cultivate the void and I cultivate perfection, we two go further and further on this path, and it seems that there is no possibility of reconciliation!"

"Junior brother, you should know that my Buddhist principles are better than you, so why should you be attached?"

"Senior brother's Buddhist principles are better than me. It's a pity that I think my path is correct. What you practice is emptiness and what you seek is the result, but I am willing to practice perfection, and I am willing to pursue the result and lose the result. No matter whether I practice Buddhism and Taoism, I value myself the most. Even if I know that your Buddhist principles are the true meaning, I will never be willing to give up on myself. This may be an attachment, but it is my experience of practicing throughout my life, cultivating myself and practicing Buddhahood, and achieving the perfect path!"

"Since you are attached to yourself, you will never see the Buddha's fruit!"

"My Buddha is between cause and effect, and my path is above the body and mind. If I have no self, even if I have achieved Buddhahood, where will it be?"

"Junior brother, you lost!"

"I lost. The Buddha asked us how to practice Buddhism back then, but I had already lost on this issue!"

"About the truth, I should have achieved Buddhahood in this life, but if you have regrets in your heart, I will be with you for another thousand years. I hope you can have an answer!"

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Endless pictures and Zen principles appeared from the golden clouds and were introduced into the hearts of all the practitioners in the field. It represents the ninth-generation debate process of twin Buddhist children, and also represents the collision between the two Buddhist concepts. Even if Fang Xing does not understand Buddhism, after this golden cloud envelops himself, he gradually becomes enlightened, understands what Shen Xiu said about the debate is, and also understands where Shen Xiu lost...

"Stinky monk, what is the Void Buddha Fruit? If you have the ability, you will lose yourself!"

Fang Xing was so excited that he jumped high and shouted at the Buddhist son in black: "What my junior brother said is the right thing!"

Unfortunately, no one has heard his words.

In the air, two Buddhist sons met from afar. The monk in black opened his eyes and looked deep: "Junior brother, don't you understand?"

Shen Xiuyi opened her eyes and shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother, is my way really wrong?" (~^~)
Chapter completed!