Fantasy: All my skills are passive

I saw that the monk's face was resolute, as if he was cutting with a knife and an axe, his skin was fair, his eyes were deep, and his two eyes were shining like stars.

Isn't this too in line with Tang Sanzang's standards?

"Donor Fan, you are not from the Sakyamuni Sect, so please don't participate in the debate in our sect!" Liao Chen said quickly.

Every time people come to the Shaqiu Gate to argue, it is simply a quarrel. If people who do not understand Buddhism come, not only will they not win the quarrel, but they will also be embarrassed.

If they were told that Fan Jian was the future leader, wouldn't they laugh out loud?

But I heard Fan Jian say with a smile.

"Since it's a discussion, everyone has the right to participate, right?"

Fan Jian said, looked at Xuan Zhuang and said.

"I would like to ask this master, which stone did you jump out of? Or which stone did these people jump out of?"

Xuan Zhuang immediately frowned and said.

"The poor monk was naturally born to his parents, so how could he have jumped out of a stone?"

Fan Jian immediately smiled and said after hearing this.

"Oh, it turns out that Master Xuanzheng's parents also had trouble with each other. I thought you jumped out of a rock!"

Jingfan immediately grinned when he heard this, and then immediately covered his mouth.

Xuan Zhuang immediately frowned and said.

"One code equals the other, my parents are not monks!"

"Aren't all living beings equal? ​​Why can't monks pull and pull? It's okay if they are not monks? So if one is a monk and the other is not, does it mean that half of the pulling is necessary?"

Before Xuan Zhuang could speak, the thin monk stood up and said.

"Strong words! Master, since they have no intention of debating, let's compare our magic powers!"

"Kukong, don't be rude!" Xuanzhuang pressed his hands and said.

"Since this benefactor wants to argue with strong arguments, then the poor monk will argue with him with strong arguments!"

Fan Jian's facial features squeezed together when he heard this.

Ku Kong?

Is it necessary to be so cryptic?

Xuanzhuang took two steps in the hall and saw the candles burning on the hall. He raised his hand and saw a gust of breeze making the flames flicker. He immediately said with a smile.

"Donor, the wind blows and the candle flames move. Is it the wind that is moving or the candle flames?"

Fan Jian sneered, walked over and slapped the candle into pieces, and said with a smile.

"Is something moving? Why didn't I see it?"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Jingfan looked at Fan Jian in surprise.

What a profound Buddhist practice!

If the wind blows and the candle flame moves, then cut off the candle flame and nothing will move!

Xuan Zhuang couldn't help but frown, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice.

"The donor thinks, is it the Buddha who is greater, or me?"

Fan Jian smiled and shook his head, pointing at the tall monk next to him.

"You guys are big ass, he is the biggest!"

Everyone was in an uproar again.

There is no Buddha and no self, and all living beings are the greatest!

Jingfan's breathing became a little rapid.

Could it be that the old head of the Flute Medicine Buddha was right that Fan Jian was really a master who studied Buddhism intensively?

Xuan Zhuang was obviously a little anxious, his eyes began to move around, he thought for a moment before pointing to his nose and said.

"Who am I? Where do I come from? Where will I go? Am I me, or am I not me?"

Liao Chen frowned immediately when he heard this.

This question is difficult.

Jingfan also bit his lip, wanting to see how Fan Jian would answer.

But Fan Jian laughed loudly and said every word.

"You love so and so so much! Wherever you come from, you can go wherever you want. You are not you. Are you your uncle?"

Xuan Zhuang was stunned when he heard this.

The monks carefully considered what Fan Jian said. The more they thought about it, the more profound the Dharma became, and they couldn't help but applaud.

To be selfless is not to be selfless, to be without nature is not to be without nature, not to ask about coming and coming, not to know where to go.

Jing Fan's heart was shocked. At this moment, Fan Jian seemed not to be the rogue he was before, but a virtuous and eminent monk who was diligent in Buddhism.

I actually still criticize the old leader’s decision! It seems that it really shouldn’t be!

Then Chen Chen said with a smile.

"Master Xuanzhuang, are you satisfied with this answer?"

"So satisfied!"

I saw the thin monk Ku Kong jumping up from the futon and saying.

"Isn't this guy just cursing people from the beginning to the end? Junior Brother Ku Neng, Junior Brother Ku Jing! Demolish this temple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kukong spit out a needle from his mouth. After shaking it, it turned into a cooked copper stick.

When Xuan Zhuang saw this, he immediately shook his head and said.

"Kukong, please stop being rude!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and struck a ray of light, and saw Ku Kong immediately prostrate on the ground and growled.

"Master! I was wrong! Take away your magical powers!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Zhuang raised his hand and waved, and Ku Kong immediately sat back on the futon obediently, motionless.

Fan Jian was really dumbfounded.

The sense of déjà vu for these four people is too strong.

Xuanzhuang sighed and said.

"I didn't expect that there would be a monk as profound in Buddhism as you in Sakyamuni. This poor monk is convinced! I don't know your surname?"

Hearing this, Liao Chen quickly said: "This is the new leader of our Sakyamuni Sect, Fan Jian."

When Xuan Zhuang heard this, he was immediately shocked and said: "The new leader? That senior Flute Medicine Buddha..."

"Master has passed away and is going to the Paradise of Paradise!" Liao Chen said.

Xuan Zhuang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he sighed and said.

"Amitabha! It is said that the old man, the Flute Medicine Buddha, has studied the six supernatural powers and has body-building exercises. He is not only proficient in the art of medicine and stone, but also proficient in music. He even has a jade flute that can blow the sound of scriptures all over the world! But the poor monk has no chance to do it in person. See, what a pity!”

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately took out the dirty flute and said.

"If you want to see it, just see it, it's just a heaven-level magic weapon!"

When Xuan Zhuang heard this, he was about to take the flute.

Then Kukong suddenly jumped out from the ground, grabbed the flute, put it to his mouth and played it without hesitation.

Suddenly, a burst of Buddhist mantras floated out from the flute, and the mantras floated on the bodies of Ku Kong, Ku Neng, and Ku Jing. A golden light suddenly appeared on the three people's bodies, and then the golden light shattered like glass.

Kuneng and Kujing suddenly stood up from the futon, looked at Ku Kong in shock and said.

"Brother, where are we?"

Kukong pulled out the cooked copper stick, pointed at Xuan Zhuang and said angrily.

"Everyone from the Sakyamuni Sect! This monk is not our Shaqiu Sect's Xuanzhuang at all! He is the Illusion Saint from the Qianhuan Sect!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

But he saw that Xuanzhuang figure flashing and suddenly appearing next to Ku Kong, snatching the bamboo flute away and saying with a sneer.

"As expected of the fighting saint of Sand Hill Gate, he can still maintain his sanity under my forbidden movement curse! It's a pity that I still got this Sanskrit flute!"

But Chen Chen slowly stood up and chanted.

"Amitabha! You finally admitted it! Form a formation!"

I saw a burst of golden light suddenly emitting from the monks in the hall. The light instantly enveloped the entire hall and turned into a semicircular golden light barrier, covering several people in the field.

Fan Jian stared at what was happening in front of him with his mouth agape.

What's going on?

Did I skip any important plot points?

Xuan Zhuang frowned immediately when he saw this, looked at Chen and said in a deep voice.

"Old monk! Have you seen it a long time ago?"