The two monks vomited blood, Qin Kun stood there, and Monk Xuan'er's eyes were out of focus, and Monk Kongwen pointed at Qin Kun: "The words are rude..."

Qin Kun lowered his eyelids and suddenly looked at Kong Wen: "You know whether there is any improper meaning or not."

"About Prajna! About Prajna!"

"I have not made any comments. Although I have never seen the ultimate of this world, I have seen the essence of this world."

The issue that countless philosophers have been controversial throughout the ages is now being presented by Qin Kun in front of the two monks.

Monk Kongwen lost his composure: "Essence? What is essence?"

"exist."

Miao Shan, who was beside him, also looked solemn.

Qin Kun smiled: "Whether you believe it or not, existence is the essence of the world."

Only by realizing that one exists can one have a world.

Whether it is the "Wuji" mentioned by Taoism or the "Empty" mentioned by Buddhism, they are not things that exist, so they are not the world. The nihilistic and mysterious Wuji and Huo cannot lay the foundation for any upper ideological composition structure.

Miaoshan looked at the two ancestors and felt uneasy: It’s over, the two ancestors’ hearts are destroyed. The Mahayana Buddhism is gone...

Kong Wen and Xuan Er are now wandering around in the same place as if they are crazy.

How is it possible...how can it exist...

What is the hollow gate?

Then...what is the ultimate of Buddhism?

After scraping his stomach, the two monks found that they could not argue with Qin Kun's argument.

Monk Kongwen hurriedly clasped his hands together and meditated cross-leggedly. The surrounding flowers and birds and Zen reappeared, and another beautiful picture scroll was broken again. Unfortunately, the scroll appeared for a few breaths and broke again. Monk Kongwen's spells were elegant, relying on a calm and uncontested Buddha heart, but at this moment he really wanted to compete with Qin Kun.

"I don't believe it...I don't believe it!!!"

Monk Kongwen kept talking to himself, and then ran away madly. All the flowers and birds that followed him turned into vultures and crows, and the black petals of the followers drifted away.

"Believe it or not, it's true."

"Stop talking, Qin Kun!" Miaoshan stopped him loudly.

Monk Kongwen was in a state of power, his height suddenly surged, his expression was extremely ferocious, and then he suddenly made a move and reached into the grass. Among the grass, a peeper's head was pinched by Kongwen.

Monk Kongwen took out half of the jade of immortality from his arms and stared at Qin Kun like a demon god: "I don't believe that I will use time to prove that it is not like this!"

Monk Kongwen left a fierce look and left. Monk Xuan'e, who was beside him, stood up and pronounced the Buddha's name to Qin Kun: "Amitabha, the donor has a profound meaning, I will leave."

I can't stay with Qin Kun anymore. Master Kong Wen is already crazy. Fortunately, I have a low understanding. If I have a higher understanding, I will continue to think deeply as Qin Kun said, and everything I insist on in my heart will be broken.

In the distance, the crazy monk Kongwen yelled unwillingly: "Qin Kun, if I am lucky enough to live forever, I will ask you to prove it. What you said is wrong!!!"

"Waiting for the big drive."

The two monks disappeared.

Qin Kun sighed with his hands behind his back: "What a pity."

The battle between the two groups of people around him continued. An Shibai was defeated and chased by several Yellow Turban Taoist priests.

"Qin Kun, help me!"

An Shibai ran towards Qin Kun, and Qin Kun smiled faintly: "I agreed not to attack each other."

An Shibai was stunned, not knowing what Qin Kun meant.

Qin Kun said again: "I didn't make an agreement at the beginning, so I had to help each other."

Anshi's face turned red: "You...hum!"

After passing Qin Kun, An Shibai fled far away, and the Yellow Turban Taoist priest chased after him: "The great wise and good disciples are here to arrest the Western witches, and the friends in front of him dodge!"

Qin Kun stood there with his hands behind his back, and the other party flew past like a rushing formation. A blind Yellow Turban Taoist priest hit Qin Kun, feeling his shoulders shattered and staggered out.

A group of people stopped: "You want to die?"

"The road is so big, can't you go around?"

There were about seven of these people. When Qin Kun rushed over, he found that they were passing by like a charge on the battlefield, just to give him a warning. It doesn’t matter if he didn’t meet himself. Qin Kun would not show weakness even if he met his own people.

The Yellow Turban Taoist priests in the lead were furious, and An Shibai escaped very quickly. It was impossible for them to catch up with each other, so they could only vent their anger with the boy in front of them.

Take off their shirts, stab the runes with blood on the iron muscles, which is their true nature.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, the Yellow Turban Strongman!

Qin Kun and Wang Gan had been dating for a long time. When they stared at the group of people, they could tell at a glance that the runes on the other party's chest were the patterns of the Vajra Talisman.

Their arms were still wrapped around the yellow turbans, and they were all majestic. Qin Kun smiled: "The left hand pricks the soul, the right hand pricks, the Vajra protects the body behind the chest, the shoulder blades embroidered feathers, and the talisman paper has been seen for too many times. This is the first time that the talisman man has seen it. Is this method really useful?"

Qin Kun heard Wang Gan say that talisman art is a spell that communicates the world and draws power attributes. Taoist priests use paper to draw talismans, and only wizards use people to draw talismans. These guys stabbed runes on their bodies, and they actually used people to replace paper as a medium. The methods are quite ancient.

"Haha, my friend is quite proficient in talisman techniques. Under the command of General Tiangong, Cheng Ben, the best strong man in Hebei, comes to ask for advice!"

The Cheng Ben's yang energy is thick and the qi and blood are extremely strong. He held a sledgehammer and looked at Qin Kun.

"Ask for advice? I didn't mess with you, so I asked me for advice."

"You are in the same group with that Westerner, right?"

Qin Kun smiled: "To be precise, it was just coming together. When you saw him running away, you want to spread the fire to me?"

The Yellow Turbans sneered, and the answer was self-evident.

Qin Kun opened his five fingers: "Barewell, hurry up and do it, I'll have something to do later."

Then Cheng Ben has never seen such a straightforward provocation? The power of the emperor at the end of the Han Dynasty declined and etiquette was still alive. Such insults were already a sign of immortality. People at that time would not be so joking. Once others dared to speak like this, even if they killed him, the people around them would not say anything wrong.

Cheng Ben took a hammer and suddenly a figure faster than him came to him.

Qin Kun burst out and used it at the same time. In a blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Cheng Ben. With a knee hit, Cheng Ben's internal organs were broken. Qin Kun held his palm and hit Cheng Ben's jaw like a shell. With a thrust, Cheng Ben's head was folded 180 degrees and hung to his back.

His head drooped softly, Cheng Ben vomited blood without his eyes closed, and his body was pushed to the ground by Qin Kun.

This group of people seemed to have special rune protection, not afraid of An Shibai's instinct interference, but in the face of Qin Kun's pure power, he could not stand up to one move!

"Huan Ning, the general of Qu in Xuzhou, come and ask..."

Before he finished asking for advice, he saw Qin Kun picking up the hammer on the ground and smashing it, and he drank it: "Good here!"

The sound was like thunder, and Huan Ning also swung the hammer to meet him. Two iron hammers hit each other, and the sound waves were harsh, and blood from Huan Ning's mouth and nose oozed out. After one move, Qin Kun threw away the hammer and shook his numb wrist: "Who else?"

The people around were stunned and found that Huan Ning, who was still moving, had not changed out in one breath just now.
Chapter completed!