Fight Back, Rich Second Generation!

"Subhuti, what do you think? Can you meet the Tathagata with your body?"

"No, World Honored One! It is not possible to see the Tathagata in physical form. Why? What the Tathagata said about physical appearance is not physical appearance.

The Buddha told Subhuti: "All appearances are illusory. If you see that all appearances are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata."

Sections of the Diamond Sutra gushed out from the mouths of all the monks, and the sound shook the Mahavira Hall.

I saw that the phantom of the Tathagata Buddha burst into a burst of golden light, intense and dazzling, as if the phantom was about to condense into substance.

All the monks were overjoyed when they saw that the Buddha was about to come to the world, and they recited the scriptures harder, as if they really wanted to call the Buddha back to the world.

Not only the monks were overjoyed to see the phantom of the Buddha burst into a stronger state, but some tourists also showed joy, wanting to see the figure of the Buddha pressing down on Han Yi.

But Han Yi's classmates are all sweating for Han Yi. From the bottom of their hearts, they are still on Han Yi's side.

"23 This group of monks beat the few with more, it's really annoying!" A little girl said bitterly.

"Yes, yes, you actually bullied Han Yi alone, but unfortunately we can't help you!"

"After all, this is their home court, let's see how Han Yi fights back!"

Lu Jiayue is also secretly cheering for Han Yi, she believes that Han Yi can do it.

On the other hand, Ye Xueyu looked at Han Yi with a worried look on her face: "Han Yi, can you do it?"

Her worry was not unreasonable, after all, at a glance, it was the phantom of the Buddha who became more powerful and gradually overwhelmed the gods.

Han Yi was not worried, and watched the monks chanting scriptures with disdain.

Facing Ye Xueyu's worry, Han Yi showed an evil smile and said, "How can it be impossible? Men can't say no, you say yes?"

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Ye Xueyu, his tone extremely ambiguous.

Ye Xueyu was out of breath, she stretched out her hand and wanted to pinch him, but at this moment she was still in the mood to make a joke.

But thinking of the current occasion, she couldn't help messing around, so she held back.

Still glaring at Han Yi, his heart relaxed, since Han Yi said so, then there must be no problem.

The sound of chanting sutras from all the monks continued, and the Buddha's light became more and more dazzling.

Seeing this, Han Yi became even more disdainful: "Thinking that there are more people is useful? Hmph!"

With the sound of a heavy cold snort, the figure of the god suddenly seemed to have changed!

I saw the figure of the god seemed to come alive, with divine light flowing all over his body, his body remained motionless, but his tightly closed eyelids were slowly lifted upwards.

It seems that the gods wake up and want to illuminate the world with their eyes.

I saw that the eyelids were finally lifted up, and a pair of eyes like little suns were imprinted in everyone's eyes, the light was bright and dazzling, comparable to the sun.

And the divine light is overflowing, as if absorbing all the light in the world.

Then the god's eyes exploded with two pillars of light, which shot out from the god's eyes, pointing directly at the phantom of the Buddha.

As soon as the divine pillar came out, it seemed as if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. It was really the anger of the gods, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The phantom of the Buddha that seemed to be condensed into a substance, at this moment, under the illumination of the divine light, it seems that the spring and white snow have met the scorching sun, the Buddha's light rolled violently, became very unstable, and began to slowly dissipate in the air.

Seeing that Han Yi has such a trick, the young monk and all the other monks changed their expressions drastically.

When they saw that the phantom of the Buddha began to dissipate as if they had encountered a nemesis, they were all anxious, and the voice of chanting became more urgent.

But it was useless at all. Under the ray of light from the god's eyes, the light of the Buddha phantom began to dissipate steadily. After a while, half of it had dissipated, and the phantom of Buddha also began to become wobbly.

Everyone didn't expect that Han Yi still had a figure, and when they saw Han Yi go crazy, everyone's expressions were different.

Those believers who firmly supported the young monk turned ugly. They thought that all the monks could suppress Han Yi's god with their joint efforts, but they were suppressed now, and the Buddhas were disappearing.

Some unbiased passengers didn't feel much, they just watched a show, and felt that Han Yi was even more powerful, and they were very interested in watching.

On the contrary, Han Yi's classmates and Ye Xueyu showed joy, seeing Han Yi's tricks, as if they had won, they were relieved.

"I knew Young Master Han wouldn't be so weak, hmph, I should show those Buddhists how strong they are!"

"That's right, the Buddhist sect is suppressed, lest they bewitch people's hearts and deceive everyone in the future!"

"He is really omnipotent, even all the monks can't do anything to him!" Lu Jiayue secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

With his hands behind his back, Han Yi looked at the monks with a sarcasm, wanting to see how they would respond.

At this moment, the young monk's face was as white as paper, pale and colorless, his figure was crumbling, but his eyes were crazy and furious.

He didn't expect that all the monks would not be able to suppress Han Yi with their joint efforts. Instead, they were overwhelmed by Han Yi's god, and the Buddha's light was dissipating.

He was not reconciled, and the monks were not reconciled, nor were they convinced. They would never stand by and watch Han Yi suppress Buddhism.

The little monk and the monks looked at each other, and then their eyes were firm, and the color of madness became more intense.

In this short period of time, half of the phantom of Buddha 423 has dissipated, and the speed of dissipation is still accelerating.

Seeing that the phantom of the Buddha is about to dissipate completely, if it really dissipates, there will be no way to recover.

So the little monk stopped chanting sutras suddenly, and looked at Han Yi with crazy anger.

Then he took a deep breath, punched his heart with a fist, and then spat out a big mouthful of blood, onto the body of the Buddha phantom.

Although all the monks saw this with worry in their eyes, no one spoke out to organize, but the voice of chanting sutras became more urgent.

They all know that winning or losing is a struggle, and the reputation of Buddhism cannot be tarnished, so they didn't organize young monks.

They couldn't help the little monk any further, they could only rely on chanting scriptures hard, hoping to overwhelm Han Yi.

No one thought that the little monk would be so crazy that he was so crazy that he killed himself.

I saw the little monk's blood vomited onto the body of the Buddha phantom, but it didn't penetrate the phantom, nor did it stay in the ground, but was absorbed by the Buddha's light and disappeared.

As the blood was absorbed, the tendency of the Buddha's light to dissipate suddenly stopped, and then, the phantom of the Buddha suddenly burst into a golden light that was stronger than before.

Then the Buddha's light overflowed all over the body, scriptures flowed, piercing the eyes of everyone, and they couldn't help closing their eyes. .