The Ancient Wine and Sword Immortal: I become stronger when I drink!

"There is nothing there, so there is no dust. There is nothing there, so there is dust..." The leader of the White Crane clan muttered to himself, as if he was possessed by a demon.

His eyes gradually blurred, mixed with madness and madness, and finally he yelled: "It turns out that my way is wrong! It is wrong! No! I can't be wrong!"

He yelled, and traces of demonic energy leaked out, gradually spreading throughout his body, with countless hideous and terrifying patterns appearing on his skin.

The old man in black yelled: "He is possessed! Run!"

As he spoke, he turned into a ray of light.

The surrounding immortals seemed to be waking up from a dream, and they turned into escaping lights and stood up from the ground.

"I can't be wrong!"

The leader of the White Crane clan lost his Taoist heart, and was taken advantage of by the inner demon. In an instant, he transformed from an old man with white hair, a childish face, and an immortal spirit to an ugly demonic crane with a pair of horns and a black body.

Bo bo bo bo!

The patterns on its skin are cracked, like opening eyes, and its hands, chest, abdomen, calves, and thighs are covered with dense eyes, which is a blessing for those with trypophobia.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes shot out magic light, and with a casual sweep, they pulled out the souls of several Taiyi Golden Immortals who were slightly closer to it. When the magic light shone, they opened their mouths and swallowed several souls in one go. .

The demon crane chirped sharply, seemingly extremely satisfied.

"Bold evildoer! How dare you cause trouble on Foshan Mountain! Die!"

A huge golden palm rose from Mount Sumeru and slammed down.

The demon crane screamed in terror, flapped its wings, and escaped at high speed.

But no matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than this giant golden palm.

boom!

The screams of the demon crane suddenly stopped, and turned into a puddle of flesh under this palm, and the physical soul was so dead that it could no longer die.

Soon, Western monks cleaned up the place and invited the guests back.

Everyone was in shock and had lingering fears.

The old man in black looked at the place where the giant palm had just touched, and sighed, but his heart was extremely happy.

The old man, Chief Baihe, died well!

After today, the White Crane Clan loses him as its pillar, and is afraid that it will fall from a second-rate tribe to a third-rate tribe.

Also, one or two of the Taiyi Golden Immortals who were killed by the possessed White Crane Clan leader still had some background, and their elders did not know how to take revenge on the White Crane Clan.

……

There was deathly silence in the Holy Buddha Hall.

No one thought that just a debate would break Medicine Master Liuli Buddha's Taoist heart, his realm would fall, and he would be hurt so badly.

"Idiot."

Jie Yin sighed softly, flicked his fingers, and a golden lotus fell on the top of the Medicine Master Glazed Buddha's head, sinking into his head, exuding a calming and soothing aura.

Medicine Master Liuli Buddha's face quickly turned rosy and he said, "Thank you very much, teacher."

It's just that his state cannot be restored.

He staggered down the lotus platform.

"I won this match, right?" Lin Fan looked at the five saints at the top.

"You win!" Saint Zhunti's face turned to ice and his heart was bleeding.

If I had known this, I would not have allowed Medicine Master Liuli Buddha to play.

The West is barren and talents are scarce. Is it easy to cultivate a proud disciple? As a result, Lin Fan lost his Taoist heart and his realm dropped from the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal to Earth Immortal.

But all the saints and most of the powerful people from the ancient times were present. Staring at the outcome of this debate, he couldn't lie.

"Who's coming to the next game?" Lin Fan asked.

Everyone in the Western Church looked at each other.

The most popular ones, Vajra Indestructible Buddha and Amitayus Buddha, have ceased to exist.

What the hell do you mean you don’t understand Buddhism?

A Buddhist verse broke the heart of Medicine Master Liuli Buddha.

At this time, they already regarded Lin Fan as a formidable enemy.

"Jizang, come on!"

Saint Zhunti said expressionlessly.

"Yes!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva comes out.

He is a young monk with red lips and white teeth, a delicate complexion, and clear eyes. His eyes are like two jade stones, without any impurities.

He climbed onto the lotus platform.

Everyone held their breath and watched the second debate.

After the wonderful first debate, they were vaguely looking forward to the second debate, which must be no less good than the first one.

"Junior Ksitigarbha is the second-best master in Western religion after me. He has practiced Buddhism for millions of years and is only one step away from being promoted to a quasi-sage. He is naturally intelligent, has a profound understanding of Buddhism, and has great perseverance. He once studied Buddhism in order to Sitting for a hundred thousand years practicing zazen. This situation is settled." Maitreya Buddha said.

"Really? One hundred thousand years of zazen. It is said that you have to meditate in the Demon Caves, a forbidden place in the West. The Demon Caves exude demonic energy and form an illusion. Or there are hundreds of witches with bare breasts and exposed clothes dancing to seduce and tease, trying to Stimulate the lust in your heart, or turn into a lifelike saint's big hand to press it down, trying to inspire the fear in your heart... There are too many examples to mention. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can sit in meditation for [-] years, it is really amazing Great perseverance and perseverance." Emperor Haotian exclaimed.

Everyone didn't take it seriously at first, but after hearing Emperor Haotian's emotion, they understood how powerful Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was.

"Hmph! It's all an illusion anyway. As long as you can't stop thinking about it, remain calm, and keep your Taoist mind, you can easily survive a hundred thousand years of sitting in meditation. What's so great about it." Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, seeming to praise them. Zao Bodhisattva was a little dissatisfied.

"It's not that simple." Emperor Haotian smiled faintly, "The illusion formed by the demonic energy in the Demon Suppressing Cave seems to be virtual but not virtual, real but not real, virtual and real, virtual and real alternately. For example, you thought you spent time in the Demon Suppressing Cave. One hundred thousand years, and then your teacher asks you to come out of seclusion. After you come out of seclusion, you practice all the way and make rapid progress, from Jinxian to Taiyi, Daluo, Quasi-Sage... But these may all be illusions."

He paused and said: "The Demon Suppressing Cave is extremely terrifying. When you are immersed in the illusion and unable to extricate yourself, your cultivation, Taoism, and vitality will be released. In the end, the physical soul and even the true spirit will be annihilated."

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

Zhao Gongming said unconvinced: "Great Emperor, have you ever experienced this?"

"Yes." Emperor Haotian nodded, "Once upon a time, Dao Ancestor instructed me to practice in Zhenmo Cave to sharpen my Taoist heart."

"What's the result?" Everyone was curious.

Taoist Duobao said: "Great Emperor, did you finally survive the illusion, achieve great Taoism, and be promoted to the late stage of quasi-sage?"

"No!" Emperor Haotian smiled bitterly, "I failed. If Taozu hadn't rescued me, I almost wouldn't have been able to get out."

"what?"

The crowd was shocked.

Is it so difficult to sit in meditation for one hundred thousand years?

Even Emperor Haotian failed.

"So you know how terrifying Ksitigarbha is, right? I dare to say that if you give him another ten million years, his cultivation will be as good as mine and he will reach the quasi-sage stage." Emperor Haotian commented.

As soon as these words came out, a trace of worry appeared on the brows of many quasi-sage experts in Jiejiao.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is so powerful.

Will Lin Fan be his opponent?

What if the car rolls over?

……

"Your name is Ksitigarbha? What is the Buddha's name?" Lin Fan looked curiously at this monk who would have the title of the only true Buddha in the West in later generations.

There are many hypocritical people in the West who teach about Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhat. They range from the Tathagata to the Venerable Arhat. They talk about the great Buddha Dharma, but they even charge money for giving scriptures. This is hypocritical and disgusting.

Ksitigarbha, on the other hand, can be said to be a breath of fresh air, with great compassion. He alone guards the hell, saves evil spirits, and hopes to eliminate karma in the world.

He was very curious whether the Ksitigarbha at this time was the Ksitigarbha who never became a Buddha in his lifetime.

"The young monk's Buddhist name is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's voice was gentle.

He was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that Lin Fan, a heretic who broke the Taoist heart of Medicine Master Liuli Buddha, would ask trivial matters.

"Why didn't you become a Buddha?" Lin Fan asked.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled shyly and said, "This makes Taoist friend Lin laugh. The young monk once made a great wish that if hell is not empty, he will never become a Buddha, and only by saving all sentient beings can he realize Bodhi."

As he spoke, his eyes became more and more determined, as if they were shining with light.

Lin Fan smiled and said: "You are a person with great compassion. So, how do you implement your ambition?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said: "Ghosts have their own underworld to take care of, and it is not convenient for the young monk to interfere. But the young monk knows that the resentful ghosts in the underworld all come from the human world. If one day there is no suffering in the world, there will be no evil ghosts in the underworld. So. , a young monk walks in the secular world, spreads Buddhism, teaches all living beings to believe in Buddhism, be dedicated to good deeds, and will not fall into hell after death."

"How much suffering do you have to go through to educate sentient beings? Do you know how deep the suffering in the world is? Do you know how to eliminate the resentment in their hearts?" Lin Fan asked.

"I live in the secular world, see all living beings with Buddha's eyes, and understand all living beings with Buddha's heart. My understanding of all living beings is not as shallow as Taoist friend Lin Fan thinks." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said.

"Shallow? Okay, then do you know how painful it will be for him if I strike with the sword?" Lin Fan waved his sleeve, and an invisible mana pulled Demon Master Kunpeng over.

There was a Qingping Sword in his hand, and he thrust the sword into Demon Master Kunpeng's abdomen.

"what!"

Demon Master Kunpeng screamed.

Abdominal piercing is not a big deal for a quasi-sage.

But the problem is that what stabbed him was not an ordinary sword, but the top-quality innate spiritual treasure Qingping Sword.

A sword stabbed into the abdomen, and countless tiny and sharp sword energy remained in the flesh and blood, causing great pain.

In order to get rid of this sword energy, unless he retreats for a period of time, calms down, and uses water grinding to grind away the sword energy in his flesh and blood, otherwise the sword energy will linger like a chronic disease.

"I..." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hesitated.

puff!

Lin Fan pulled out the Qingping Sword and stabbed Demon Master Kunpeng's right eye with another sword, penetrating deeply into his head. Demon Master Kunpeng's whole body twitched in pain.

"Then how painful is this sword?"

Lin Fan drew his sword expressionlessly.

"I don't know." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said sincerely.

"Therefore, it is wrong to learn how to save sentient beings just by observing them. If you want to understand suffering, you must experience suffering yourself." Lin Fan said.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's body stiffened.

It was like a thunder exploded in his mind, and it was like a dazzling sun driving away the darkness.

He turned around and walked down the lotus platform with long strides.

"Aren't you going to compete with me?" Lin Fan shouted.

"No more competition. Little monk admits defeat."

He walked down the lotus platform without stopping at all. He did not go back to his seat, but walked towards the outside of Daleiyin Temple.

"Ksitigarbha, what are you going to do?" asked Sage Zhunti.

He was a little worried whether this disciple would be broken by Lin Fan.

"Teacher Qi, I want to be reincarnated in the human world, experience the sufferings of the world, and then go to save sentient beings." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's voice echoed.

He walked all the way and came to a small country in the west. Suddenly he had a clear understanding in his heart and was reincarnated in the form of a rainbow.

Ten years later.

There was a little beggar named Di Zang in the small country. He made a living by begging. He was bullied, had no food to eat, was hungry and cold, and died on the street in a cold winter.

Twenty years later.

A rich family had a young master named Di Zang. When Di Zang was young, he enjoyed all the glory and wealth. He had clothes to put out his hands and food to open his mouth. When he was fourteen years old, his business went bankrupt, his family fell into ruin, and his parents died of illness. He became a young master overnight. He became a commoner, had to work hard to eat, and became a porter at the dock.

When Di Zang was thirty-seven years old, a great plague swept through the city and Di Zang died at home.

Sixty years later.

Di Zang became a pregnant girl and fell in love with a man. After three months of love, war broke out on the border and neighboring countries invaded. The man joined the army to defend the country. Before leaving, they swore that they would hold a wedding when the man came back.

This wait lasts seven years.

In the end, Di Zang did not wait for his return, but only waited for the government to pay pensions to the soldiers who died in the war.

he died.

Soon, Di Zang died of illness at home due to excessive grief.

Eighty years later.

……

……

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has been reincarnated from birth to birth, experiencing suffering in the world.

Until one day, after he became enlightened, he returned.

It's just that this period of time is very long.

……

Daleiyin Temple.

Holy Buddha Hall.

Lin Fan sat on the lotus platform and smiled: "I think I won this second round."

"..." Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin looked bitter.

What's more than that?

The people who argued the law were all gone.

Of course you win.

"Is there any other Western Taoist fellow who is willing to go on stage to debate the Dharma?" Lin Fan looked around, and every Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhat he saw involuntarily lowered his head or looked away.

They are cowardly.

The lessons learned are all there.

A Taoist heart is broken, and the realm falls.

A person reincarnated into the human world, not knowing when he will return.

The reason why Medicine Master Liuli Buddha and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva ended up in such a situation was just because they argued with Lin Fan.

"Miller!"

The voice of Saint Zhunti sounded.

Maitreya was startled, took a step back and said, "I, I...I can't do it!"

He was scared.

Lin Fan is so evil!

The two Western religious elites who argued with Lin Fan both ended miserably.

He didn't want to make the same mistake.

What's more, his cultivation level is high, but his understanding of Buddhism is not as high as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has lost, so he will also lose if he goes.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was excited.

The only quasi-sage in the Western religion didn't even dare to go on stage and gave up in the audience.

"Zhunti, Jieyin, the disciples you have trained are indeed unworthy."

In the highest place, Lord Tongtian laughed loudly.

Zhunti Jingyin's face turned red with embarrassment.

So embarrassing.

Zhunti looked at Maitreya with eyes full of evil.

Look at other people's disciples trying to win glory for their teachers, while their own disciples are as cowardly as a coward.

Not only do you lose your own face, but you also lose the teacher's face.

Lin Fan said loudly: "Is there anyone else who wants to defend the law? If not, I will count as winning this debate."

He asked three times in a row.

No Buddha, Bodhisattva or Arhat among Western religions dares to take a stand.

"I come!"

A voice sounded.

Everyone looked at that person, their expressions suddenly became extremely weird.