Chapter 37

Ma Ye's chest was up and down, and his mood was obviously not calm, and he said coldly: "I cut off my arm and sent it to Daleiyin Temple to return the supernatural powers of Daleiyin Temple. Since I insist on killing me, why can't I spread the supernatural powers of Daleiyin Temple?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "Junior brother, one arm does not mean all magical powers."

Ma Ye laughed softly: "Not all the supernatural powers in me came from Daleiyin Temple, do you want to abolish other supernatural powers in me? I was born in Daleiyin Temple, but I relied on myself back then. You didn't dare to stop me at that time. When I had a wife and children, you came to the door again. For the safety of my wife and children, I was willing to cut off my arm, and I returned the magical power of your Daleiyin Temple!"

His face was gloomy: "Then what? You chase me, let my wife and sons be separated, and my family is ruined!"

The old monk raised his eyebrows and said, "The rules are the rules, and if you change them, you won't be the rules. In the world of the mortal world, it interferes with your practice, Junior Brother, in fact, we are not trying to kill you, but to save you from the sea of ​​misery and return to Daleiyin Temple to practice again. , in order to achieve a righteous fruit. If you did not move your heart and played the Daleiyin Temple, now the seat of the Daleiyin Temple is yours. If you are willing to follow me back to the temple, the old Tathagata will definitely be very pleased, the Tathagata The seat is still yours.” (Zhaizhu’s Note: Tathagata’s folk teaching refers to Sakyamuni, but Buddhists’ professional teaching says that Tathagata refers to Buddha, and as long as it is Buddha, it is Tathagata. In Buddhist scriptures, it is said that the truth comes, Therefore, it is called Tathagata, which refers to the realm of Buddha.)

"go back?"

Ma Ye said indifferently: "I was killed back then. If I want to go back, I have to kill it!"

The old monk's face sank, and he sighed: "The Tathagata will be very disappointed. This young man on the stage is your disciple? You taught him the eight styles of thunder, but you didn't teach me the mind method of Daleiyin Temple. The Tathagata Mahayana Sutra."

He looked at Qin Mu who was fighting with a young man in the arena, and said, "The Tathagata Mahayana Sutra is a way to subdue demons. Without cultivating this mental method, no matter how strong the Leiyin Eight Forms are, it is only a matter of appearance. Today I bring my disciples with me. Come, Mingxin, come to see Uncle Shi!"

Behind him, a tall and thin young monk stepped forward, hung a Buddha bead in his hand, and saluted: "Uncle Shi."

The old monk raised his white eyebrows and said, "Mingxin is also a warrior in the spirit womb realm. My Zen staff is here, is my junior and brother gambling?"

Granny Si raised her eyebrows, and was about to speak, when Ma Ye said with a blank expression: "The rules and regulations are all bullshit. I bet with you, how does my head compare to yours?"

The old monk nodded and said, "The weight is almost the same."

The blind man, Granny Si, the pharmacist and the others frowned, and were about to dissuade him when Ma Ye said categorically: "If Mu'er loses, take my head back to Daleiyin Temple to see the Tathagata, if Mu'er wins, leave the Zen staff behind. , as far as you go."

"Good."

The old monk said to the younger monk Mingxin: "Today, as a teacher, I want to recover the supernatural power of Daleiyin Temple from the betrayer of the temple. If you win, it is your merit."

Mingxin said yes, and walked towards the ring.

In the arena, the young man who competed with Qin Mu was a master of swordsmanship. He followed the path of Senior Brother Qu, one of the five sons of the Lijiang River. The sword was no more than three feet away from his body. Unlike Senior Brother Qu, his sword was not large, and it was more Like a dagger, eight inches long and short, small, but more dangerous!

From time to time, this small sword would protrude from strange places, such as under the armpit and crotch, and it would also burrow into his clothes, and burrow out of his sleeve when Qin Mu was fighting with him!

With his qi to control the sword, his skill in controlling the sword to this level is no less than that of Lijiang disciple Qianqiu, and he is much more than Senior Brother Qu.

Moreover, this person actually has great accomplishments in combat skills. His palm technique is very profound, and his momentum is like a majestic mountain.

But at this moment, the outcome in the arena was already clear. Qin Muli made a big move and his footwork was fast. The young man suffered a big loss when he fought with him for the first time. Qin Mu's vigorous vitality directly crushed his vitality!

Qin Mu used the Nine Dragons to Control the Wind and Thunder. Although the nine-level power only exploded to the third level, it had already injured his heart. Although his swordsmanship was exquisite, the defeat was already determined.

Qin Mu's footsteps were chaotic, like thousands of snakes roaming in the grass, flickering from east to west, from front to back, so that the young man couldn't see where his attack came from. The next moment, he was behind. With a pain in his heart, Qin Mu slapped him flying.

The young man fell to the ground and was stunned. He bowed to Qin Mu in the ring and thanked him, "Thank you little brother for your mercy."

Although Qin Mu's palm was imprinted on the back of his heart just now, it was very powerful, but the power was not fierce and did not hurt his heart and lungs. Otherwise, with Qin Mu's strength, he would definitely be able to smash his internal organs to pieces. !

"Junior Brother, do you want to rest?" Mingyue stood there quietly and waited until Qin Mu defeated the young man before asking.

Qin Mu's eyes fell on him. This monk was young, wearing a white robe, without a trace of dust, even the shoes under his feet were white, and he was very clean. Although his hair was shaved, Yuzi looked very handsome, which made people feel good.

He was about to answer no, when suddenly Granny Si's voice came: "Rest, must rest!"

Qin Mu was puzzled, but as Granny Si said, he sat down and rested and adjusted his breath. His "Sandan Gong of Dominant Body" is suitable for practicing while running. Although he has fought against more than ten warriors, his vitality has not been consumed much, and he is still in the peak state, but his body is a little tired.

Granny Si brought a glass of water onto the arena, handed it to Qin Mu, and said in a low voice, "Mu'er, no matter what means you use, you must win this time, you must not lose! You're putting your life on the line!"

Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked at Ma Ye. Ma's face was indifferent, and his voice came: "Mu'er, Ba Ti Wushuang will never lose! I believe in you."

Even though he said that, Qin Mu was still a little flustered. Although the people in the village were all his relatives, the one he was closest to besides Granny Si was Lord Ma. Go out of the village together, pick him up from the riverside, and save his life!

If he loses, won't he kill Ma Ye's life?

At this time, the pharmacist also frowned, Ma Ye believed that Qin Mu was the unparalleled domineering body and had confidence in Qin Mu, but Qin Mu was not a domineering body after all.

He now regrets that he had to help the village chief conceal that white lie. If he had told them the truth earlier, Ma Ye would not have risked his own life.

It was precisely because of his trust in Qin Mu that Master Ma bet his life with that old monk!

Suddenly, the pharmacist's eyes flashed fiercely: "If Mu'er loses, then kill the old bald donkey and the little bald donkey, and you can't let Ma Ye die!"

In the ring, Qin Mu desperately wanted to stabilize his mind, but it only involved the lives of his closest relatives, how could his mind be stabilized?

The mute made gestures, ah ah several times, the blind man leaned on crutches and said leisurely: "Don't remind him, this temple fair is a test, after it passes, he will grow up. If he can't pass, he is still a child."

After a while, Qin Mu slowly stood up, looked at the tall and thin little monk opposite, and said slowly, "Monk, do you have a Buddha in your heart?"

Mingxin put his hands together and said solemnly, "My Buddha is always in my heart."

call--

Qin Mu exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and the vitality in his body became domineering and intense, and there was a kind of lawless spirit gushing out from his small body.

"I!"

He took a step forward, and the aura surging from his small body even gave people a feeling of pride and strong bones standing like a god, and his voice was deafening: "There is no god, no Buddha, no devil in my heart! I am a god, and I am a Buddha. , is the devil!"

As soon as these words came out, the old monk sitting opposite Ma Ye showed a startled expression and turned to look at Qin Mu!