Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

"break."

Guo Pu spat out a word.

The ten long nails shook instantly, pointed at the surface of the Buddha, and fell straight away.

From this distance, Tang Xuan could clearly feel that the death aura emanating from the ten spikes was so terrifying.

It is not worse than Fei Jianqiong Tower.

Even every spike is equivalent to a full blow from the Dao King!
However, it wasn't this dead air that made Tang Xuan feel the most treacherous.

But that Buddha statue!

Although the ten long nails tried their best to destroy the Buddha statue, the Buddha statue remained unmoved and even burst into bursts of golden light!
As if this Buddha statue really came alive!
Buzz!
golden light.

A sneer appeared on Guo Pu's face, and he flicked his finger on the "Funeral Sutra" again, and hundreds of spikes floated out, aiming at the Buddha statue.

"break!"

Guo Pu scolded angrily.

Whoosh whoosh!
The golden light exploded again!
Hundreds of spikes drove the surrounding water waves to continuously roll up, which was equivalent to hundreds of Taoist kings and powerhouses delivering a fatal blow to this Buddha statue.

Tang Xuan's eyes were firmly fixed.

Click.

Finally, a crack appeared in the golden body.

These hundreds of spikes seemed to have found a flood outlet. After Guo Pu raised his finger, he aimed at the crack and launched an attack.

Whoosh whoosh.

The cracks on Jin's body were getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't bear this kind of attack at all, but at the same time, the golden light was so dazzling that it almost illuminated most of the lake.

Tang Xuan knew that this thing wouldn't last long.

To his surprise, this dharma image is obviously an extremely powerful magic weapon, but this kind of magic weapon is different from ordinary magic weapons, it has the power of guarding!
Could it be that it is the most critical thing in this lake?
At this time, an extremely ethereal voice suddenly sounded: "Guo Pu, don't make mistakes, breaking the game will definitely make you bear karma!"

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Tang Xuan couldn't help being surprised.

Is this Buddha statue talking?

Guo Pu laughed when he heard this, instead of stopping, he flipped through the "Funeral Sutra" in his hand again.

"This is a dead person, so why be afraid of cause and effect?"

Why not be afraid of cause and effect.

The four characters fell.

A piece of black paper turned into the last spike, which integrated the remaining hundreds of spikes and landed on the top of the Buddha statue.

Click.

golden light.

The clay Buddha statues turned into fragments, scattered at the bottom, and the golden light gradually faded away, turning into ordinary fragments.

……

On Longjing Mountain, inside Jiming Temple.

The 28th of each month is the day when the old abbot preaches to his disciples. Jiming Temple will be closed for a day every time this time comes, and no pilgrims will be welcomed.

In the huge Buddhist hall, the tall Buddha statue of Shakyamuni lowered his eyes and folded his hands together. Below are the eighteen golden arhats. About 30 monks are sitting here, knocking on the wooden fish.

And the abbot of Jiming Temple, Monk Huiqing, was wearing cassock and holding a scripture book in his hand, turning the pages of the book with his cloudy eyes.

After flipping through it for a long time, he paused, and closed the scripture that read "Dafang Guangfo Huayan Sutra" again.

In the hall, except for the head of the class and the head of the hall who followed the old monk to preach, the disciples all showed doubts and did not understand why.

"Jue Nian, come here."

The old monk Huiqing smiled kindly, and beckoned to a young monk who was less than ten years old.

The little novice quickly sat up from the futon, respectfully folded his hands together nervously: "Yes, abbot."

After speaking, he stood beside the old monk, slightly stooped.

The old monk smiled slightly and said: "Jue Nian, you are the youngest novice in the monastery. Today the abbot will not explain the principles in the scriptures, but will only ask you a question. If you can answer well, you will not lecture or memorize the scriptures today. Just go to sleep secretly, okay?"

As soon as he heard the word "sleep", the little novice became visibly agitated, and without caring about his Buddha nature, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Abbot, you said this, don't go back on your word!"

"Jue Nian, Hugh is so rude!" A squad leader scolded at the side.

The little novice shrank his head, quickly imitated the abbot, and said, "Amitabha, so good."

This scene made all the monks in the hall laugh happily.

The old monk also smiled and patted the young novice monk on the head: "We monks don't lie, of course we won't go back on our word."

The little novice quickly said: "Then you ask!"

In the temple, the rest of the monks held their breaths and concentrated.

Little novice Jue Nian came to the temple when he was very young.

He was not an orphan, nor was he picked up by the abbot from outside.

It was a girl who had just entered college, in order to hide her pregnancy from her family and had no money to have an abortion, so she hid in the main hall of the temple one night and gave birth to him enduring the pain.

That night, the sound of crying resounded throughout the main hall, and almost all the monks were woken up. When they arrived, they found that the child's mother was bleeding to death.

And her child was placed on the futon, covered in blood.

All the monks didn't know what to do. When the abbot came, he hurriedly picked up the child, wrapped him in cassock, and immediately stopped crying.

At that time, several squad leaders and elders said that the child had roots of wisdom, so the abbot asked him to keep him.

The abbot didn't agree, and asked the temple to call the police, then issued a revelation, handed over the baby to the police, and asked them to find the father of the child.

As a result, half a month later, the police sent the baby back instead, saying that they had been in contact for a long time, but no one was willing to adopt it.

Only then did the abbot agree to take in the baby, and gave him a dharma name, Jue Nian. He heard from the leader of the monastery privately that this dharma name is very big, bigger than all the young monks in the monastery.

But his age is very young.

Therefore, Jue Nian lived a good life in the temple. Everyone liked this little doll very much. Many of the monks who had seen this little boy on the day of his birth treated him as his own younger brother.

Gradually, Jue Nian became so spoiled that he ran amok in the temple, and liked to make trouble wherever he went. From time to time, he was asked to recite scriptures in public, especially complicated scriptures, as punishment.

As a result, this kid really recited it, and it was verbatim.

This frightened the monk in charge of the precepts. A seven or eight-year-old novice novice could not only recite the "Diamond Sutra", but also recited the most difficult "Langa Sutra" verbatim.

Such a Buddha nature, such a root of wisdom, how can ordinary people possess it?
So from that day on, the leaders of the major classes and the elders all regarded Juonian as a treasure in their hands, and they wanted him to study scriptures, meditate and practice, and receive pilgrims.

This kid, of course, couldn't do anything. He wandered around all day long and became the most unruly "little novice monk" who was most familiar with the rules.