Chapter 354: Evil Wisdom, Treasure of Merit

"Will I become your disciple?"

Zhang Wei, who was sitting in the Fengyun bag, sneered and said, "Tianlong Bodhisattva is really a joke. I was born in Shenxiao. Although the Buddhist scriptures are not as vast as those in Lingshan, it is also a top sect. Why would I shave my head and become a monk?"

"What's more, you kidnapped me to this Tianlong Temple, and you told me to let go of my prejudices, but you didn't let me out. You used the Buddhist scriptures in the Fengyun bag to brainwash me and convert me into a Buddhist disciple. This is not the behavior of a high monk. I really don't know what kind of Buddha you practice!"

Zhang Wei said bluntly, without any respect for Tianlong Bodhisattva in his words.

Anyway, he has left a backup plan. Now the incarnation is estimated to have returned to the Shenxiao Sect and told the sect leaders about his situation. It will not take long for the sect army to kill him.

Since the two sides have already torn their faces, there is no need to respect him.

Anyway, Zhang Wei didn't expect that he could make Tianlong Bodhisattva give up his salvation by pretending to be nice to him!

It's better to be tough!

Seeing that Zhang Wei, a mere mid-stage spirit transformation, dared to provoke him, Tianlong Bodhisattva was not angry, but smiled and said: "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for bullying you!"

As he said that, Tianlong Bodhisattva turned his head and said to a handsome and solemn young monk beside him.

"Nenghui, you will test this little friend to see if he is qualified to be my disciple!"

Nenghui said respectfully: "Disciple obeys!"

After speaking, he took a step forward and turned into a golden light and flew into the Eight Directions Wind and Cloud Bag.

After falling into the bag, Nenghui did not act immediately, but put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ceremony to Zhang Wei.

"I am a poor monk, Nenghui, and I meet you, the donor!"

Zhang Wei looked Nenghui up and down.

The monk looked solemn, with his eyes slightly closed, full of Buddha nature. Just by looking at his appearance, one would subconsciously think that he was a high-ranking monk.

His clothes were not special, he simply wore a gray monk's robe, and looked no different from ordinary monks.

Compared with Nengshan at the beginning, Nenghui in front of him seemed much more ordinary.

But Zhang Wei could feel the power in Nenghui's body that was more than one level stronger than Nengshan!

At least a late-stage Arhat of the God of Transformation!

Tianlong Bodhisattva, this old Deng, really knows how to find opponents for himself!

Zhang Wei secretly spit in his heart.

Now he is weaker than when he fought against Tianlong's incarnation.

After all, he still had the Spiritual Cave Heaven and the remaining two Soul-Splitting Incarnations at that time.

But now he has few things in his hands!

In addition, he is in the Eight Directions Wind and Cloud Bag, and he has to resist the influence of the Tianlong Buddhist Scripture at all times. He can't exert 50% of his strength now!

Now, if Neng Hui, who is in the late stage of transformation, comes, he will be defeated if he is not careful, and then be saved by this Tianlong!

Zhang Wei observed Neng Hui and asked, "I see that you are also a righteous person, why do you want to help the evil?"

Neng Hui said calmly, "The master's way is profound and unfathomable, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few words. It is normal for the donor to have a grudge now, but I believe that if the donor can really calm down and listen, he will definitely gain something! The master will not harm you!"

Zhang Wei sneered, "I believe there will be gains, but I don't believe he won't harm me."

Neng Hui said, "The donor's prejudice against the master is still too deep."

Zhang Wei sneered disdainfully, "If he puts me back, my prejudice against him can be smaller."

"The master is also for your own good. How stupid the world is. You are like this, and so am I!"

Neng Hui is different from his junior brother Neng Shan, who was always angry and broke his power. He has always been calm and distant, like a real Buddhist.

"If it weren't for the great and virtuous monk like Master who never tires of helping us out of the sea of ​​suffering, we would probably be muddleheaded for the rest of our lives, let alone achieve the right result?"

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will never reach the shore!"

Neng Hui clasped his hands together and said in a distant tone.

Zhang Wei: "Go back, fuck!"

He saw it.

Although he didn't know how Neng Shan knew his bastard master, Neng Shan had completed his own logical loop.

Such a person is a madman and a genius.

In his own logic, he can do his duty and do what he thinks is right to the extreme.

But to put it bluntly, he is stubborn!

Once he goes astray, the harm caused by such people is greater than that of people who concentrate on doing bad things.

But you can't persuade him!

For example, now, in his eyes, converting Zhang Wei is for Zhang Wei's good.

Even if Zhang Wei doesn't want to, he doesn't care if he is beaten or scolded.

He just thinks that this is good for you and is your salvation!

Damn!

This Tianlong is really worthy of being called Little Yellow Eyebrow. What kind of weirdos are his disciples?

Zhang Wei spat in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, a five-colored thunder spear appeared in his hand.

Thunder Spear Technique!

Thunder roared, and the rich lightning directly illuminated the entire space of the Fengyun Bag. There was even more thunder overflowing, and electric sparks burst out on the bags around.

Type, but it could not leave any trace on this bag.

During the time when Zhang Wei was trapped, he did think of ways to escape, but unfortunately, as the Buddhist treasure prepared by the Refining Void Venerable for himself, even if it was only a quasi-seventh-level magic weapon, it was not something that Zhang Wei, who was in the middle stage of the Spiritualization, could destroy.

What's more, there is Tianlong Bodhisattva who is refining the void outside. Perhaps it is because of this that Tianlong Bodhisattva can rest assured that his disciple Neng Hui and Zhang Wei will fight in the bag.

"go!"

With a low shout, the thunder spear in his hand was thrown out instantly, like a five-color meteor penetrating the entire space!

However, at the moment when the thunder spear was about to hit Neng Hui's body, Neng Hui's body burst into bright golden light!

The golden light of great virtue!

The golden light of great virtue, which was several times more powerful than the original Neng Shan, erupted in Neng Hui's body. For a moment, a golden sun seemed to rise in the space in the bag, shining in all directions!

"Doo Mommy coax——"

With the sound of the Buddha's name, the golden light of the great virtue turned into substance in three inches of Nenghui's body. The moment Zhang Wei's sky thunder gun collided with it, it stopped instantly like a steel needle touching an iron plate, and then cracked inch by inch. Turn into broken stars!

After smashing Zhang Wei's thunder spear, Neng Hui still did not stop chanting sutras. He could only see the sutras being recited in his mouth, and golden lotuses suddenly bloomed in the sky.

Lotus tongue!

Great Mercy and Great Compassion!

The famous mantra of Lingshan Buddhist Kingdom can help others feel peaceful and drive away evil spirits.

However, after this auxiliary method was used by Neng Hui, the ability of the spell to bring peace of mind became more than ten times stronger!

As the saying goes, too little is too much.

What was originally a spell to persuade people to meditate has now directly become a method that can make people have no intention of fighting and just want to kill the enemy!

However, as soon as the power of the Heavenly Curse of Great Joy and Great Sadness came to Zhang Wei, a layer of thunder and fire shield appeared on the surface of his body, blocking all the power!

Great power to ward off evil and thunder and fire!

When Tianlong Bodhisattva, who was watching the battle outside, saw this, his eyes lit up and he said, "No wonder I haven't been able to transform you for so long. It turns out that not only is your soul cultivation level strong, but you also have a soul-protecting treasure of good quality! I guess you are also in the Void Refining Secret Realm. You got it, right? I want to see what you got!"

Facing Tianlong Bodhisattva's words, Zhang Wei turned a deaf ear to them all.

After seeing that his Heavenly Thunder Spear was ineffective, he immediately changed his tactics and hit Neng Hui with the Five Elements Divine Light.

However, Neng Hui just made a gesture of pushing the sky with one hand and pressing the ground with the other.

Then there was a flash of light on his body, and the golden light covering his body surged like liquid, turning into a pair of substantial golden giant palms!

Pushing the clouds with both palms, it was like pushing open the door to the soul and nothingness, and shot forward with an overwhelming force. Then in Zhang Wei's surprised eyes, Zhang Wei's five-element divine light, which had always been unfavorable in the past, was shot to pieces!

The Palm of Great Mercy and Great Compassion!

The immortal martial arts fighting technique in the "Great Compassion Sutra" practiced by Neng Hui.

There is nothing magical about this technique, it just simply highlights the word "power"!

Based on the golden body method, the golden light of great virtue is the energy!

Form a huge hand to suppress the enemy cultivators with the power to destroy mountains and mountains!

The stronger your cultivation level, the deeper you delve into the golden body method, and the more intense the golden light of the great virtue, the stronger the power exerted by the Buddhist cultivation.

And the most important thing is that this technique does not belong to the Five Elements!

With Neng Hui's cultivation in the late stage of becoming a god, using this technique has already reached the sixth level of high-grade physical cultivation based on strength alone! He directly smashed Zhang Wei's five elements into pieces, and continued to shoot towards Zhang Wei without losing force.

But Zhang Wei was not afraid at all, and instead looked excited!

"Fight for strength?!"

Zhang Wei sneered, starting from his right arm, the Lieque Divine Armor covered it, and five-color thunder jumped out continuously!

"Six hundred and seventy thousand horses, Crazy Thunder Vajra Fist!"

With a roar, Zhang Wei's fist swung out like lightning, and the next moment it hit the palm of the compassionate giant spirit!

boom--

There was an explosion, and then the giant golden hand that could destroy mountains exploded directly, and even Neng Hui behind was blasted back dozens of feet by the remaining force!

Click————

A sound like a bone cracking sounded. Neng Hui looked down at his hand without changing his expression, and saw an obvious crack suddenly appeared on the golden right arm.

Just like a hard-boiled and then cracked egg!

What a powerful body!

Neng Hui thought in his mind that even in Tianlong Temple, which generally cultivates the physical body, Zhang Wei's physical body is considered to be top-notch, at least much better than himself!

Zhang Wei closed his fist and said with a smile: "It seems that you haven't mastered your golden body yet!"

Neng Hui said calmly: "My physical body is nothing more than a stinky skin. If the donor breaks it, it will save me!"

As he spoke, the golden light on Nenghui's body flashed, and the golden body on his arms became thicker, but the cracks on it did not disappear.

He actually forced himself to continue using the Golden Body Technique!

When Zhang Wei saw this, he couldn't help but spat: "Madman!"

At this time, Neng Hui suddenly clasped his hands together.

The two palms that were placed together suddenly made a muffled sound of metal collision, and then the golden light of Dade rose up from the surface of Neng Hui's body.

The combination of the golden light of the Great Virtue finally turned into a shadow of a Bodhisattva with a height of more than 3,000 feet and a benevolent image and kind eyes!

And the next moment the Bodhisattva's main body was formed, each arm bloomed like a lotus behind the Bodhisattva!

Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva!

And at the next moment when the spirit form was formed, Neng Hui made another secret, and thousands of arms danced, clenched fists or clapped their hands, and then rushed towards Zhang Wei overwhelmingly!

The power of each shot is comparable to the previous giant palm!

The Thousand Hands of Compassion Great Seal Mantra!

"grass!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wei, who had an inexplicable vision of a certain First-generation Hokage in his mind, couldn't help but spit in his heart.

But he didn't dare to be careless. All the Lieque Divine Armors were summoned, and then purple thunder and fire rose up, transforming into Lieque Nebula whose size was not inferior to Neng Hui's Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva!

"Phew...680,000 pieces, Crazy Thunder Vajra Machine Gun!"

With a long breath, Zhang Wei waved his fists out like a phantom, turning into shadows of fists that covered the sky and the sun, and collided with the Thousand-Handed Seal that Neng Hui hit!

The collision and roar of the fists and palms of the two people clashed continuously in the void, so that even the space inside the Fengyun Bag began to tremble, as if it could not bear the battle between the two.

And the most important thing is that Zhang Wei was shouting incomprehensible words.

“OOLAOOLAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!”

Neng Hui: "?!"

Even Neng Hui couldn't help but feel doubtful when he saw Zhang Wei, who was fighting against him, drooling and making weird roars.

He felt that Zhang Wei was playing something very new.

It's a pity that I can't match Zhang Wei's radio waves.

wrong!

Neng Hui paused, and for the first time his ancient and unwavering face wavered. His eyes that were originally slightly open now widened a little, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Every time his Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva Dharma is fisted with Zhang Wei's Lieque Nebula, the part of his soul that makes up the Dharma Appearance will be broken!

At first he thought it was just normal.

However, when he observed carefully, he was surprised to find that the power of his soul did not return immediately after the collapse. Instead, it was distorted by an inexplicable force on Zhang Wei and restored to his pure soul. Strength and mana, in turn nourish the other party and make up for the other party's consumption!

The other side is using war to feed war!

At this rate, even if your cultivation level is higher than Zhang Wei's, you will be killed by him sooner or later!

"Amitabha!"

Neng Hui recited a Buddha's name, and then muttered some words.

The vision of the lotus with brilliant tongue appeared again, but this time it was accompanied by an extremely charming fragrance.

Zhuo Shi Golden Lotus Dust Sweeping Curse!

One of the popular mantras in Lingshan Buddhist Kingdom, it has the power to weaken the power of enemy cultivators.

However, after Neng Hui recited the mantra, he found that the dust sweeping mantra had no effect.

No, or it could be that most of his dust-cleaning spell was disintegrated by the opponent, and then restored to the purest mana to deny the opponent!

What kind of magical power is this? !

Neng Hui was very surprised, but he did not panic. Instead, he calmly took out a cassock and put it on.

This cassock is very special. There is no gorgeous decoration, and it is not even cut from a complete piece of fabric.

Rather, it is made of pieces of rags sewn together!

And this cassock contained a strange power, as if countless people had gathered to block Zhang Wei's electromagnetic power for Nenghui!

Zhang Wei was surprised when he saw this: "This is... a magic weapon of merit?!"

Merit magic weapons are a strange category of magic weapons. Like innate treasures, they are magic weapons that do not require a refiner to refine them.

However, unlike the innate treasures that are born and nurtured by nature, the magic treasures of merit and virtue are created by living creatures.

If someone does something useful for the living beings in the world, and the living beings are sincerely grateful, they will start making Baina clothes, Wanmin umbrellas and other objects to express their sincerity.

And if some of these things do not contain a trace of impurities and gather enough will from the people, they may transform into treasures of acquired merit!

This treasure has no killing power, but it has an extremely powerful protective effect!

I want to harm the being who possesses the treasure of merit.

He must first break through the defense line composed of the wishes of billions of living beings who voluntarily gave him this treasure!

Moreover, the treasure of merit cannot be changed hands.

For personal use only.

So strictly speaking, the treasure of merit is just a carrier, and it is the person involved who truly receives the gratitude of all people!

I didn’t expect that Neng Hui in front of me would have such a treasure!

If you put this in the Lingshan Buddhist Kingdom, you would be treated as a reincarnated Buddhist!

How could such a good person become a disciple of Monk Bo Xun, Tianlong?

Zhang Wei sighed: "You are a wonderful person. Under normal circumstances, I would be very willing to have a drink with you."

Neng Hui said calmly: "Thank you very much for the benefactor's kindness, but it's a pity that the poor monk follows the pure path and does not touch meat and fish."

Zhang Wei opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Food and wine have passed through the intestines, but they remain in the heart of the Buddha. Taoist friends who stick to the surface of Buddhist scriptures are considered to have fallen behind!"

Originally, Zhang Wei just wanted to put on a show in front of Neng Hui like some of his fellow time travellers. However, to Zhang Wei's surprise, Neng Hui shook his head slightly and said, "If you can't even maintain the superficial skills... Well, wine and meat will only pass by the heart and cannot keep the Buddha!"

Zhang Wei was startled, and then said sincerely: "I will teach you!"

Seeing Zhang Wei and Neng Hui chatting happily, the Tianlong Bodhisattva outside smiled and said: "Hahaha... How about it, my little friend, do you still see me as a disciple? Why don't you put down the butcher knife and understand my Dharma!" Instead of having a chat?"

Zhang Wei rolled his eyes when he heard this and said unceremoniously: "When I praise your disciple, I am not praising you for being such a bad person! You are nothing but a stick! With such Buddha nature, you still have the nerve to call yourself a Bodhisattva. You are even worse than your disciple." But! The scriptures read that the dog’s belly is full of tumors, so don’t talk to me!”

Tianlong: "..."

What's wrong with this kid?

Why did he suddenly become so rude?

Could it be that he gave up on himself?

Just when Tianlong was puzzled, he suddenly felt the earth shaking, and an extreme sense of threat came from the sky!

Boom——

There was a thunder, and a purple lightning fell from the sky. The next moment, the temple protection formation of Tianlong Temple burst like a bubble. In an instant, all the temples turned into ashes. Countless monks of Tianlong Temple did not even have time to react before they ascended to their paradise!

Tianlong Bodhisattva escaped from the aftermath of the Purple Sky Thunder in a panic, and then when he looked up, his face became extremely dull.

The sky of the Tianlong Temple within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles turned purple. On dozens of cloud platforms, tens of thousands of disciples of the Shenxiao Sect in uniform stood, like heavenly soldiers, holding thunder wood swords in their hands, looking at him with angry eyes!

In the middle of these cloud platforms, there were fourteen people who were unscrupulously releasing their magical pressure, like fourteen suns hanging high in the sky, jointly releasing the power of the soul and the magical pressure, suppressing Lianxu so that he could not move!

The leader, Jianmei Gong, held the Zixiao Thunder Sword in his hand, looking down at him, with extremely sharp sword energy in his eyes.

Just looking at him made Tianlong feel that his soul was about to be stabbed!

Jianmei Gong said coldly: "You, are you Tianlong?"