"What King Kong is invincible, isn't it a conversion to Buddhism?"

The people around the man hurriedly asked.

"Of course not. Instead of converting to Buddhism, I have cultivated the magic of Buddhism—King Kong is invincible." The man dressed as a quack explained while dancing and laughing wildly:

"Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice, haha, hahaha! Buddhism is stealing chickens and not losing rice. This Yin Luo is a genius, a talent of heaven.

"With time, it may not be impossible to surpass King Zhenbei and become the number one warrior in Dafeng."

The noise was like a flood that opened the gate, surging and churning. The common people who didn't know how to practice were relieved and laughed again.

It turned out that it was not the young genius of Dafeng who converted to Buddhism, but the golden body of Buddhism.

Given time, it might not be possible to surpass Zhenbei King Xu Xinnian. The woman's ears moved when she heard these words, she raised her head and stared at Xu Qi'an with a complicated expression.

It's a lie, how could someone in Dafeng surpass King Zhenbei in martial arts.

In the same area, the nine golden gongs felt as if they had lemons in their hearts, their sour stomachs were churning, and they, who were as powerful as fourth-rank warriors, also salivated at King Kong Bubai.

When there is not much difference in combat power, whoever is the toughest will win.

King Kong Invincible Wei Yuan frowned, then smiled.

He doesn't pursue the inside story, as long as Xu Qi'an can be brave and diligent in martial arts, it's fine to be rarely confused.

The civil servants responded well, after all, they were not martial arts practitioners, and they felt that Xu Qi'an's talent was so terrifying.

The generals stared wide-eyed, feeling sour in their hearts, both Xu Qi'an and Wei Yuan.

Such an outstanding martial arts seed was actually given by Wei Yuan.

"Father, after today, maybe you won't be a son of man." Xu Nian whispered.

Uncle Xu, who was happy, turned his head and asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Because you have cultivated a martial arts genius like Big Brother." Xu Xinian said with a smile, "In the future, everyone who practices martial arts will praise you with a thumbs up."

"Hahahaha." Second Uncle Xu laughed out loud.

Xu Lingyue straightened out her breasts, which had just begun to take shape, with a look of pride and pride. This is her eldest brother.

"Hey hey." Lin An frowned.

"Don't be too happy, there is still a Dharma statue." Huaiqing said in a deep voice.

On the roof of the restaurant, Heng Yuan was envious: "King Kong magic skill"

"Stable." Chu Yuanzhen patted the shoulder of the big bald head, and said with a smile: "Go back to Xu Ningyan and ask for King Kong Invincible. It is not impossible for you to go further on the road of a monk, and to be promoted to the third-rank King Kong .”

The conversation between the obsessed old monk and Xu Qi'an was heard by the people outside. With Chu Yuanzhen's wisdom, it is not difficult to guess that the next rank of the eighth-rank monk is the third-rank Vajra.

Amidst the cheers and encouragement, Du Er Luohan recited the Buddha's name, and a slightly smiling voice spread throughout the audience: "This test is called Shura asking the heart."

Asura asked the heart?

The sound gradually subsided, and one after another looked away from the secret place of Foshan, looking at Master Duer.Among them were Wei Yuan and Wang Shoufu, as well as Emperor Yuan Jing on the top floor of the Observation Tower.

"This is my Buddhist allusion"

Duer Luohan spoke eloquently.

According to legend, when the Buddha established his sect in the Western Regions, the Western Regions were occupied by a group of barbarians named "Sura".

In order to compete for territory, Buddhist monks were killed wantonly.

After the Buddha knew about it, he came to the site of the Shura tribe in person, meditated for three days and three nights, beat and killed without any fight back.

The cruel Shura tribe immediately attacked with swords and guns, and when the knife fell, the skin was ripped open and blood was dripping, but there was a clang in the flesh and blood.

After two cuts, the skin was ripped apart, and the flesh and blood shone with golden light.

After [-] knives, the Buddha shed his flesh and blood and revealed his golden body.

During the three days and three nights of slashing, the Shura tribe realized themselves, and they were completely enlightened. They put down their murderous intentions and converted to Buddhism.

The onlookers in the city listened with gusto, but Wang Shoufu and other powerful officials, as well as the hereditary nobles, changed their faces drastically.

Of course there will be no Buddha in the temple, but since this level is named "Asura Asks the Heart", the effect must be the same as the Buddha's salvation of the Shura tribe.

Even the murderous and blood-drinking Shura tribe can be saved, but Xu Qi'an can't be saved?

At the same time, in the temple, the squinting Vajra Buddha suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the majesty of Buddhism engulfed Xu Qi'an like a landslide, like a tsunami, engulfed in Pei Mo's irresistible power.

The Buddha's light that Xu Qi'an saw, the boundless Buddha's light, this Buddha's light does not make people feel peaceful, but gives people a sense of domineering and unreasonable.

In an instant, it crushed his will and changed his heart.

"The eight sufferings in life are meaningless, joining Buddhism is the only destination"

"I am the founder of Mahayana Buddhism, and Buddhism is more suitable for my development."

"Why hesitate? Are you really only willing to be a vulgar martial artist?"

Thoughts flashed one by one, telling the various benefits of Buddhism, but Xu Qi'an still thinks it makes sense.

People's thoughts will change, and it may take a long time to change, but at this moment, Xu Qi'an changed his heart in just a moment.

Began to yearn for Buddhism, yearn for Buddhism.

Even the oirans of the Jiaofang Division are not fragrant anymore.

In full view of everyone, Xu Qi'an stood up, slowly drew out the black gold long knife, and pressed the other hand on the ermine hat

Damn, you can't pick it up, you can't pick it up!

The great shame made him find a little "self".

Pulling out the knife and taking off the hat is to shave himself, but he has no hair, and taking off the sable hat, his big braised eggs are exposed to the eyes of thousands of people.

"The poor monk's visit to Dafeng is really the most correct decision in his life."

Duer Luohan's smiling voice sounded, and just listening to the voice, one can understand his hearty mood at the moment: "Once he realizes Mahayana Buddhism suddenly, he will be a Buddha with natural wisdom roots. Amitabha, God bless Buddhism."

The crowd was furious.

On the contrary, there was no abuse, because they were all focused on looking at Xu Qi'an, holding their breath nervously, everyone could see that Xu Qi'an was struggling, and he was fighting against "Asura Asking the Heart".

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