Chapter 2791 Xu Qi'an, the Man Who Showed Off in Public, and Xu Zisheng, the Mastermind Behind the Scenes

A bright golden light rose from the bowl and spread out high in the sky, revealing a high mountain. The winding stone steps extended to the end of the mountain forest, and a temple vaguely appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Fairy means!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and stunned by the method of Buddhist Mustard Seed Na Sumeru. There was an uproar and caused countless discussions.

“What is Sumerna mustard seed?”

Buddhism has declined in Dafeng, and many people do not know the magical powers of Buddhism. Even the Jin Luo behind Wei Yuan looked confused and looked at Wei Yuan in confusion.

"Sumiru hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds absorb Sumeru. It is said that the Buddha has a mountain in his hand, called Mount Sumeru. That is his dojo. No matter where he goes, the dojo is there."

All the golden gongs showed a look of astonishment, remembering that during the Battle of Shanhai 20 years ago, Buddhism had used similar means to transport soldiers, horses, and food.

"Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand?!"

"There is a world hidden in this golden cymbal. It is a world without an owner. It is fair. The winner will not be determined by the owner's thoughts!"

Xu Zisheng saw at a glance the details of Master Du'e's magical powers. If there is a master in the Buddhist kingdom, and the victory or defeat depends on the master's thoughts, then it is not a fight.

"Jingsi, you enter it and sit in the second level!"

The handsome little monk in blue clothes stood up, saluted Master Du'e with his hands clasped together, and stepped into the golden bowl in full view of everyone.

The next moment, the picture unfolded high in the air showed a young monk climbing the mountain. He climbed the steps slowly, came to the mountainside, and sat cross-legged.

Rays of golden light fell from high in the sky and converged on Monk Jingsi. In an instant, his body was covered with a layer of golden light, and his whole body was as if cast in gold.

"Hey, the body is made of golden light, and the Vajra body of Jingsi is enhanced with the Sumeru world. With Xu Qi'an's current strength, it is difficult to easily pierce the little monk's golden body!"

Xu Zisheng showed a bit of surprise, his eyes flashed slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a sneer, thinking secretly.

"You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder!"

"With the blessing of the Vajra body in the world of Sumeru, I can also evolve into the wonderful realm of the Heavenly Demon and enhance the power of Xu Qi'an's Heavenly Demon Ruyi Sword!"

"This battle is: mountain climbing! If you reach the top of the mountain and enter the temple, if you still don't want to convert to Buddhism, then we, the Buddhist sect, have lost. Si Tianjian has three chances to challenge."

Master Du'e spoke, and the sound of the Buddha's voice resounded throughout the capital. Everyone could hear it clearly, and the content of the fight was finally clear.

When Xu Zisheng heard this, he chuckled. He finally understood why Jian Zheng chose Xu Qi'an. Xu Qi'an had six impure roots and three poisons. He also had the right hand of Monk Shenshu living in his body. As long as he could break into the top of the mountain and enter the temple , even Buddhism has difficulty in converting it.

At this moment, a man in a cloak slowly walked out of the gate of the Star Observation Tower. He was holding a wine jar in his hand, wearing a hood, his head lowered, and his face could not be seen clearly. It was Xu Qi'an at this time. The moment he stepped out of the steps, the low chanting sound spread throughout the audience, and along with the energy, it reached everyone's ears.

"When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he walked around the world in a green shirt with a sword."

Xu Zisheng looked at Xu Qi'an's dress and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, knowing why he dressed like this, mainly to cover up his bald head.

Xu Qi'an took the second step, and his low voice suddenly became louder, full of masculine spirit and extremely heroic.

"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles."

In those arbors, one by one the civil servants stood up unconsciously and glanced at the figure.

Only Xu Zisheng sat there quietly, stuffing the cakes on the table into Xu Lingyin's hands, and calmly watched Xu Qi'an show off his dignity in front of others.

Xu Qi'an took the third step again, pointing to the sky with one hand, and his voice changed from high to strong, full of domineering, or in other words, aggressive style.

"The sky is the shore to the end of the sea, and I am the pinnacle of martial arts!"

"He knows how to create a character for himself, isn't he afraid of doing somersaults?!"

Xu Zisheng complained secretly, with a speechless expression on his face. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the food residue from the corner of the little girl's mouth, earning a bright and grateful smile from the little girl.

Inside and outside the field, each martial artist looked excited, his blood was boiling, and the energy in his body was surging and radiating out, echoing Xu Qi'an with a terrifying momentum.

Xu Qi'an took another step, let out a long roar, and said loudly.

"One body has traveled three thousand miles, and one sword has served as a division for millions."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly. This great military master and the most famous general in the world was affected by these words. He seemed to have returned to the days of battlefield battles in the past. The sound of fighting echoed in his mind. Others The general also suddenly stood up, his body surging with energy, exuding terrifying evil spirit and fighting spirit, his eyes were bloodshot, and his murderous intent was terrifying.

Xu Qi'an took the fifth step and let out a long sigh, his voice full of emotion and lamentation, and he sighed quietly.

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Xu Ningyan, the nine states would have been like a long night!"

When Xu Qi'an's little cousin heard this, he was trembling with anger. This was Xu Xinnian's pinnacle work, which he created out of frustration, but was shamelessly plagiarized by Xu Qi'an.

"Brother is so shameless."

Xu New Year was extremely angry. He looked around and saw dull faces, lamenting in his heart.

"It was me who should have said this, and it was me who they should look up to!"

Xu Qi'an stopped reciting poems, carried the wine jar, walked into the arena step by step, and finally stopped by the golden bowl. Then, he took off his hood and raised his head to drink. The wine flowed along his chin and stained the skirt of his clothes, showing his unrestrained style. Suddenly he threw the wine jar to the ground, and laughed wildly amidst the crashing sound.

"Heroes in the world are born in our generation, but once they enter the world, they are destroyed by time. In the chat and laughter of grand plans and hegemony, they can't bear the drunkenness of life."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qi'an jumped into the golden bowl. He was full of generosity and heroism, earning everyone's admiration and admiration. His character soared, and he successfully created a character image with unparalleled poetic talent.

The white-clothed warlock Yang Qianhuan's whole body was twitching at this time. He had always regarded Xu Qi'an as his greatest enemy in this life, and always wanted to overpower him. This was originally a good opportunity for others to show his holiness, but he was handed over to Xu Qi'an by the prison. He missed the opportunity and couldn't help but lament.

"No! This was my chance, it was my chance! Teacher Jianzheng made a mistake on me, Teacher Jianzheng made a mistake on me!"

The corners of Xu Zisheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Yang Qianhuan who was looking up to the sky and sighing. He secretly laughed in his heart. This white-clothed warlock who likes to turn his back to all living beings may regret it for the rest of his life!

Foshan is towering, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland outside the world. The vague Sanskrit singing can be heard in the ears, making people feel peaceful unconsciously, abandoning all the worries of the world, leaving peace and joy in their hearts. In front of them is a winding road. The winding stone steps extend deep into the clouds and mist.

Xu Qi'an diverged his thoughts and sensed it for a moment. He didn't notice any breath of life, and there were no silverfish, birds or beasts.

"Little monk Jingsi is sitting on the mountainside. This shouldn't be the first level. What is the first level?"

With doubts, Xu Qian started climbing the mountain. After walking calmly for a quarter of an hour, he saw a small stone tablet appearing beside the stone steps. On the tablet was engraved: Eight Sufferings!

Buddhism believes that there are eight sufferings in life, namely birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, not being able to get what you want, and the five yin beings in full bloom!

From the outside world, Master Du'e's compassionate voice echoed in the ears of the audience, full of compassion and compassion.

"This first level is the Eight Suffering Formation. Only those with a firm mind are qualified to climb the mountain and continue to accept the test of Buddhism."

On the Bagua stage, Emperor Yuan Jing, wearing a Taoist robe, stood on the edge, overlooking the square, and asked Jian Zheng on the side.

"Jianzheng, I have also heard of the Eight Pain Arrays, but I don't know how powerful they are?"

"The Eight Pains Formation is not a formation known for its power. This formation is more about testing one's character and tempering one's state of mind."

The supervisor was drinking a small drink, very leisurely. He didn't seem to care whether Xu Qi'an could break through this formation, and explained to Emperor Yuan Jing in a leisurely manner.

"If an innocent child enters the Eight Suffering Formation, he can come out easily. The more experienced a person is, the harder it is to break the formation. In Buddhism, these Eight Suffering Formations are used by monks to sharpen their state of mind. After a person has experienced trials, his state of mind will change. Becoming more and more perfect, some people are falling into the eight sufferings, and the Buddha’s heart is broken.”

Emperor Yuan Jing's heart was awe-inspiring, his face was solemn, his brows were slightly furrowed, he looked up at Xu Qian's figure in the picture, and said with some lack of confidence.

"If an eminent Buddhist monk is like this, let alone Xu Qi'an?"

Jian Zheng smiled and didn't care at all. He seemed confident and not so obsessed with winning or losing. He said lightly.

"It's not that easy to win a battle with Buddhism. There are only a handful of people in Kyoto who have the ability to survive this formation safely."

When Emperor Yuan Jing heard this, he frowned and lacked confidence. He didn't think Xu Qi'an could survive this formation. If Buddhism emphasizes a thorough bodhicitta, then a martial artist has no taboos and a turbid heart. The two paths are completely opposite, making it more difficult to survive this period.

"If we lose this battle, the originally equal alliance relationship will be tilted!"

Emperor Yuan Jing was worried that compared with twenty years ago, Dafeng's national power was greatly weakened and could no longer compare with the Buddhism in the Western Regions.

This is something that is tacitly understood, and no one will say it. But if we lose this battle and write it down in the history books, it will be equivalent to putting the matter on the map. When future generations study this period of history, they will think that in Yuan Jing's later years, Dafeng's national power was weakened, and that the emperor Yuan Jing was not the leader of the ZTE, but a fatuous emperor.

"You can't lose, you have to win no matter what. There are three chances. If Xu Qi'an loses, I have no choice but to ask Xu Zisheng to take action. The worst I can do is allow him to join the cabinet!"

Emperor Yuan Jing looked solemn. In order not to lose face, he would rather bow to Xu Zisheng and allow Xu Zisheng to enter the cabinet. It was a huge price.

When Jian Zheng heard this, he also put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Emperor Yuan Jing in surprise. He knew that the emperor hated Xu Zisheng, but he didn't expect that he was willing to bow to Xu Zisheng for this fight. This was his They didn't expect that if he had known that Emperor Yuan Jing was like this, he should have directly borrowed Xu Zisheng, so that there would be no suspense in the fight.

"There is no energy fluctuation, no dangerous feedback, and the Eight Bitter Formations will not attack me."

Xu Qi'an stood by the stone tablet, not daring to move for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, he stepped on the stone steps and entered the formation. In an instant, the scene before his eyes changed. Foshan faded away, the steps faded away, and darkness blocked his sight.

"Wow!"

Xu Qian immediately heard the cry of a baby, and the cry tore through the darkness. He saw white walls, white sheets, people in white uniforms, and a nurse holding a newborn baby and wiping him.

Xu Qi'an once again experienced life from scratch, reincarnation, and was exhausted. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he started the next reincarnation again.

Xu Qi'an's eyes were closed, lying in the Eight Sufferings Formation, his face full of pain, as if he was enduring an incomparable torment, wishing to die completely, unwilling to start another reincarnation again.

Xu Lingyin's stomach was swollen at this time, so she had time to look around, looking up at Xu Qi'an in the picture, her big eyes full of confusion, raised her chubby little hand, pointed at the air, turned back and asked Xu Zisheng.

"Brother, what happened to my eldest brother?"

Xu Zisheng was extremely calm, looked up and glanced, and said nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, it's okay! Your eldest brother just had a nightmare!"

Xu Lingyin nodded ignorantly, believing it to be true, and didn't care, and continued to lower her head to chew the fruits in her hand, the speed was obviously slower than at the beginning, probably almost finished.

Wei Yuan next to him looked nervous, holding the handrail with blue veins on the back of his hand, and his body leaned forward unconsciously, his eyes were always fixed on the scroll in the air, never moving away, obviously very worried about the safety of his own son.

The Eight Sufferings Formation is used by Buddhist monks to sharpen their Buddha hearts. If a warrior falls into it and cannot break the formation, his mind will be broken and he will be useless. If he can pass the formation safely, it means that this person has Buddha nature. Buddhism will take the opportunity to convert him and win the battle. Master Du'e set up this formation, which can be said to be sinister and calculated.

The first level tests Buddha nature. If there is no Buddha nature, Xu Qi'an will be destroyed and Buddhism will win. If there is Buddha nature, there are several levels waiting to be converted into a monk. In this way, Buddhism will not only win, but also slap Dafeng in the face. The person sent out to fight will eventually become a disciple of Buddhism. Don't slap him too hard.

Xu Zisheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Master Du'e who was sitting cross-legged under the pergola. This second-grade arhat was scheming and scheming, and his wisdom and strategy were extraordinary. He took one step and looked ten steps ahead.

"It's a pity that even though you are as cunning as a ghost, you still have to drink my foot washing water!"

Xu Zisheng sneered, and in the depths of his mind, a piece of demonic land appeared, and countless demons and Shuras were rampant, evolving various environments, indulging in sensual pleasures, and evolving the miasma of the mortal world, turning into all living beings.

An invisible wave spread out from Xu Zisheng's body, fell into the golden bowl, and drilled into the depths of Xu Qi'an's mind.

Xu Qi'an's mind was shocked, and a three-headed and six-armed fierce god appeared in his mind, surrounded by black air, and condensed with evil spirits. In his hand, he held a demon Ruyi knife, the blade shining with black light, as if it could devour everything in the world, and the seven emotions and six desires entangled the blade, compressed and condensed, and turned into an extremely sharp blade light, which flew out of the blade, invisible and intangible, and fell into the Eight Bitterness Formation.

Under the influence of this blade, Xu Qi'an also drew out the sword at his waist, and the Heaven and Earth Sword Slash flew out of his hand, his spirit and energy gathered, and he swung out with all his strength.

The mysterious power of Buddhism that tested Xu Qi'an seemed to have met its nemesis, and it violently fluctuated and rolled, and the entire Eight Suffering Formation was shaking wildly.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

A burst of shattering sounds rang out, and cracks appeared on the stone tablet, and debris fell down. Under the shocked gaze of countless people, it collapsed with a bang, turned into flying stones, and shot out with overwhelming force, making a puffing sound, shooting through the air.

Master Du'e's expression changed slightly, and he was silent for a while, and then he spoke again, the Buddhist sound was huge, and it was clearly transmitted to the ears of countless people.

"The Eight Suffering Formation is only the first level, the second level is called the Vajra Formation!"

On the Buddha Mountain, Xu Qi'an rested for a while, and continued to climb the stairs. He did not encounter any more levels along the way, and came directly to Monk Jingsi.

At this time, Jingsi's body was like gold, emitting faint golden light, just like the golden body of the Arhat in the temple, majestic and fearless, and unparalleled in strength.

"I envy you so much. If I learn this kind of magic skill, I will be golden all over, and I am afraid that I can sleep with all the courtesans in the Jiaofangsi!"

Xu Qi'an was extremely vulgar, and naturally had a wrong idea. He imagined that this Vajra body of Buddhism would be invincible in the romantic field, and he was very envious.

"Master Jingsi!"

Xu Qi'an stopped and sat down on the steps below, and said to negotiate.

"Can I rest for a while?"

Xu Qi'an had just slashed that knife, and had exhausted all the strength in his body. He entered the sage time and needed to slow down before he could have the strength to break the formation again.

The little monk Jingsi sat cross-legged, with a solemn appearance, like a golden Arhat, with a compassionate face, smiling and nodding, and said very generously.

"Donor, just regulate your breathing."

Although Xu Qi'an did not break the formation, he was not idle, and started chatting with the young monk Jingsi.

"Has the master been a monk since childhood?"

Xu Qi'an looked at the young monk in front of him and chatted.

Monk Jingsi nodded, confirming Xu Qi'an's guess.

"Master, are you practicing Zen or martial arts?"

"Practice both Zen and martial arts."

"Practice both Zen and martial arts? This little monk has amazing talent!"

Xu Qi'an paused, nodded slightly, and said again.

"I heard that Buddhism emphasizes entering the world first and then leaving the world. The master has been a monk since childhood and doesn't even have a family. What kind of family is it?"

Monk Jingsi heard that Xu Qi'an wanted to argue with him about Buddhism, and he was not afraid at all, and said loudly.

"Becoming a monk means cutting off the troubles and entering the Buddhist world. Donors don't need to use sophistry or quibble. I have been practicing Buddhism since I was young, traveling to the Western Regions, experiencing all the sufferings of the world, and the eight sufferings of life."

"Master, what do you think of women?"

Xu Qian'an did not dwell on this topic, but changed the subject and talked about something the little monk had never experienced.

"Bone scraper!"

Monk Jingsi looked firm and commented concisely.

"It's too early to say this. Master has never touched female sex. How could he know that female sex is not the most wonderful thing in the world."

The debate between Xu Qi'an and the young monk Jingsi reached everyone's ears clearly, and they all looked at Xu Qi'an with strange eyes.

"Is this a re-argument of the law? It looks like an old driver leading a child into mischief!"

"But it's every word that speaks to our hearts!"

Some fellow-minded people laughed and looked at each other with deep sympathy and admiration.

"It is true that the poor monk has never experienced female lust, but female lust is as fierce as a tiger. This is something that countless eminent monks have passed down word of mouth. The donor should not force his words to make excuses."

The young monk Jingsi had a firm Zen mind and was unmoved. He rebutted Xu Qi'an righteously.

“As the saying goes, if you don’t enter the tiger’s den, you won’t get the tiger’s cubs!”

Xu Qi'an seemed to be extremely disapproving and said a sentence full of profound meaning. Unless you are an experienced driver, you will never understand the profound meaning contained in this sentence.