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Chapter 143 Carrying Buddha Nature

Chapter 143: Carrying Buddha Nature

Mo Chuan smiled, could it be that I am a monkey?

Why is it always covered by bells and bells?

However, compared to the heavy stone Sanqing Ling, this experience is completely different.

Looking around, the bell is resplendent and shrouded in Buddha light.

Sanskrit inscriptions are engraved on the bell wall, like the scorching sun, making people unable to open their eyes.

The dazzling Buddha light is even more intense and unbearable.

Fortunately, he was not evil, and although he was uncomfortable, he was still tolerable.

However, what surprised him was that the woman in red was calm and calm in the Buddha's light all over the sky, without any embarrassment.

I wonder if it is because he has experienced more horrific punishments that he has no feeling for ordinary pain?

"Taoist Priest, why are you trapped in a prison for me?"

The woman in red looked at Mo Chuan, her scarlet eyes hard to distinguish, but she could still hear a hint of shame in her tone.

As the sound fell, the teak wood of the Zen room peeled off inch by inch, revealing a wall of white skulls.

Mo Chuan was shocked all over.

Mo Chuan chuckled softly: "I am a poor man but I have mastered the art of looking at the qi. I once saw a purple lotus blooming on the Master's body. Can I take out the lotus and have a look?"

At the same time, the thousands of seals swirling under the feet also faded away.

It turned out that the purple lotus he saw on Abbot Huitong's body when he was out of body through spiritual refining was... turned out to be...

Mo Chuan was stunned.

"I heard that you took the flesh lotus flower from Miss Wang's body. Is this true?"

But now she has to remember.

The woman in red didn't say anything, but stood aside and took the initiative to protect the Dharma.

"Because I possess Buddha nature!"

If what the woman in red said is true, it can be explained that she failed to kill Zhao Jincao several times and escaped from Huitong Temple.

"Because Huitong Zen Temple put a Buddha finger relic in my mouth to keep me awake during the torture."

Blood dripped onto the clothes, adding an air of resentment to the bloody clothes.

Mo Chuan remained silent and looked serious.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly the Buddha's light shined brightly on the bronze Buddha bell. Then I saw the bronze bell groaning, and then it slowly rose up, and tens of thousands of candlelight poured in.

"Taoist Priest, are you curious about why this Buddha's light cannot be concubine?" The woman in red seemed to sense Mo Chuan's curiosity from his eyes.

For no reason, who would offend a thousand-year-old temple for the words of a fierce ghost in red?

What's more, the words of the fierce ghost in red must be true?

He knew that the woman in red might be trying to retreat in order to advance.

The voice of the woman in red finally trembled, which made her face even more hateful. Blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, making her blood-lost cheeks look even paler.

Mo Chuan was too lazy to say anything and went straight to the point and asked.

"Yeah?"

During more than ten years of confrontation, she had already learned this donkey's eloquence and knew that she could not distinguish him.

Mo Chuan replied, and immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and took a rest.

"Why didn't you speak up before?"

It is like a collection of thousands of years of accumulation of Huitong Zen Temple!



Abbot Huitong laughed dumbly.

She is equivalent to possessing the Dharma resistance buff!

The face of the woman in red showed a strong look of self-deprecation and sadness: "Tian Wei Bald Donkey once said that my body is like the transformation of the auspicious heavenly mother. If I become a Buddha, I can be my protector."

"They succeeded, but I was also dying. Those evil servants even thought I was dead and threw me out. I was dead, dying on the street."

"Why is this?" Mo Chuan asked curiously.

"I am the Flesh Lotus carefully selected by Huitong Zen Temple. They were afraid that the matter would be exposed, so they deliberately set up a trap and used Liu's punishment to cover up the hell on earth."

A white horse passes through the gap, and a gray dog ​​appears in the floating clouds.

The Zen room was empty and quiet, with no one else around. Only Abbot Huitong Tianwei was sitting on a futon, looking at Mo Chuan calmly.

But he was still feeling depressed.

Mo Chuan felt a chill after hearing this.



"But I'm a Buddha again."

"Since we have promised, this is what we should do."

Because he asked the woman in red this question, but the woman in red said she didn't know.

"So what if you speak frankly? Who dares to be an enemy of the thousand-year-old temple? On that day, Bald Donkey had been practicing for four hundred years and was close to the Seventh Armor. If he spoke rashly, he would only harm the Taoist priest."

Buddha nature?

"Is it possible that what Buddhism says about putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately is true?"

"So, this matter was all fabricated by the red-clothed ghost?" Mo Chuan asked.

"Did you know? Before the flesh lotus is cut, one cannot die, and one must stay awake."

Mo Chuan replied.

"Pindao knows."

"No wonder the Buddhist bell is as quiet as a long night. It turns out that this evil ghost has blocked the sound."

"When the Buddha bell is opened, I will fight for opportunities for the Taoist priest and ask the Taoist priest to leave as soon as possible. In the future, if I become a figure like the Great Emperor of the Five Mountains, I will occasionally think about it and hope that I can redress my grievances. Little girl

I am extremely grateful. If I can still live until then, this body and soul will be driven by the Taoist Master."

"You don't want to believe that Pindao will help you, right?"

What is a flesh lotus? It is also called a flower.

The woman in red sighed softly:

When Mo Chuan heard this, his heart seemed to be filled with a huge stone, which was so heavy.

"Waving his sleeves to encourage others, he came to the door to ask questions. The poor monk thought that the Taoist friend's ancient path was heart-warming, but it turned out that he was deceived by evil spirits."

Mo Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was already in a Zen room.

The woman in red trembled and chuckled: "They didn't expect that the Buddha's finger relic would actually integrate into my body and continue to curse me to keep me awake."

There are some scars on each skull, more or less.

"Taoist Priest, do you know why I can stay awake?" The woman in red didn't answer, but asked again.

The woman in red said nothing.

This move is too numerous to describe and cannot be tolerated by God!

Mo Chuan's scalp felt numb after hearing this.

"If that's the case, why are you saying it now?" Mo Chuan asked.

Abbot Huitong said, looked at the woman in red, and sneered: "What, are you trying to survive in death? Do you want to help?"

"The poor monk originally wanted to enlighten Taoism and practice Buddhism with his Taoist friend, but he didn't expect that the Taoist friend would seek his own death. No wonder the poor monk's men were so ruthless!"

Both of them answered in a cryptic manner to avoid being overheard by Abbot Huitong.

Listening to the words now, it is obvious that she knows.

"The wind shakes the heart and shakes the tree, and the clouds naturally stir up dust. If you know today's events, you are ignorant of who you are. If a poor monk does this, will he let fellow Taoists out? What's the difficulty in slaying demons and demons in that bell?"

That was a terrifying memory that she couldn't and didn't dare to recall.

Mo Chuan looked strange.

An unknown fire rushed straight into the chest, shaking the lungs and heart, and sharpening the liver and gallbladder.

"They then put the treasure of the temple, the Buddha's finger relic, into my mouth, and made me endure the pain of a diamond piercing the lotus, biting by poisonous insects, and being steamed in a slow fire."

"After Tianwei Tulu knew that my soul was still alive in heaven and earth, he deliberately used my hand to kill all the participants. He also used Zhao Jincao as bait to snatch me away as a flesh lotus weapon spirit, even more for him...

…Ming Fei.”

"hehe……"

The woman in red lowered her head and said nothing.

It's better to lower your requirements and kill the person you hate the most first, and then plan your plans slowly.

"This time Tianwei Bald Donkey got what he wanted, and everything is fine for me, but the Taoist priest is innocent."

Mo Chuan looked at the skulls and said calmly: "It seems that what Miss Wang said is true."

Abbot Huitong said: "How can I allow my Buddhist instruments to be defiled by evil practices?"

As the sound fell, thousands of heads opened their mouths and chanted Buddhist scriptures in unison.

At this moment, the face of the woman in red who possessed Buddha nature changed drastically, she fell to her knees with a thud, covered her head, and screamed miserably.
Chapter completed!
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