N-M Chapter 3215
Chapter 3215
Chapter 3215
There are many Buddhist missionaries in the land of China, and those who can be called can count on their fingers.
During the Tang Dynasty, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the capital of Chang'an was one.
The monks in this monastery came out from all over one after another, staring at the group of intruders above, weeping and clapping their hands together, shouting urgently, "Amitabha, what should I do!"
"This female benefactor, why did you break into my pagoda late at night?"
The abbot of the monastery rushed to drink at the top.
Song Yuchan shouted to him, "Don't be in a hurry, monk. I just want to find a quiet place to have a barbecue. I don't have any malicious intentions. You don't need to call me for what you should do. After I finish my work, I will leave at dawn."
"This, is this a quiet place?"
The abbot broke out in a cold sweat immediately, and advised Song Yuchan, "The benefactor, the holy land of Buddhism, cannot be defiled. You'd better go find a place elsewhere, and stop messing around here."
"Monk, you are so stingy. I'm just taking this place to eat a barbecue, and you won't miss anything!"
Song Yuchan took out the treasured meat from the ring, and asked Xu Shilin to remove a piece of wood from the stupa to light the fire.
With a jerk of the wood, the glazed tiles on it fell down one after another, scaring the monk back again and again, and shouted anxiously, "Amitabha, what kind of monster is this!"
"My Buddha can't be merciful, this little ancestor actually tore down one of the top beams."
"She deliberately humiliated my Buddha!"
"Buddha can bear it, but I can't bear it."
An eminent Dharma protector held a Zen staff and shouted loudly at Song Yuchan, "Which sect are you a disciple? Are you too arrogant?"
Song Yuchan raised her body, and said back to the eminent monk, "Monk, don't blame me for not reminding you. I am the direct descendant of Maoshan, a disciple of Chang'an Maojia. This is my son, Mao Dazhi. He is grilling here today, and no one can stop him." Stay here. If you don’t leave, you won’t be able to leave until someone from my Mao family comes.”
"Your sister, you are wronged!"
Mao Dazhi vomited blood from behind, but he couldn't open his mouth, and his consciousness was trapped by the dragon rope.
The eminent monk who protected the temple heard a burst of anger from below, "Okay, so it is from the Mao family. Our Buddhism has no grievances or enmity with your Mao family. You have violated my Buddhism today without any reason. It is really your heart to resist punishment."
Song Yuchan bent his eyes and said, "This eastern land is originally the land of my Taoist sect. You Buddhist sects have a foot in here, occupying my land and robbing my believers. The Taoist sect can bear it, but our Maoshan can't bear it. Today, our young master is to replace you." Heaven follows the law, come and drive you monks back to the West Paradise."
"Bold!"
"Insanity!"
"It's so maddening to the Buddha!"
"..."
In this group of monks, even the good-natured monks yelled and cursed, and Song Yuchan was so angry that they broke the restraint.
Mao Dazhi collapsed and closed his eyes behind him, thinking that he had provoked some kind of little ancestor.
This kind of thinking is too vicious, it is going to kill the Mao family!
At this time, Mao Chong, the head of the Mao family, rushed over with a group of Mao family disciples.
This Mao family used Maoshan's flying talisman, with talismans tied to each leg, flying across the air like shooting stars.
Finally, one by one landed on the sky above the Temple of Mercy.
Before Mao Chong could speak, Song Yuchan yelled softly at the monks on the ground, "Monks, the Patriarch of our family is here. Today is the time for your Ci'en Temple to be destroyed."
The monks looked at each other in astonishment, but they didn't expect the Mao family to really dare to do it.
The eminent monk and a group of guardian disciples shouted in unison, "Protect the temple!"
"Arhat Falling Demon Formation!"
In the Daci'en Temple, there are thousands of monks holding sticks and forming formations below.
These are not ordinary monks, but eminent Buddhist disciples with the blessings of Buddhism.
At this moment, a golden light of oil was shining on their bodies.
As soon as the eminent monk recited the scriptures, all the monks echoed, causing the venue to resound with the sound of chanting.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Mao Chong at the top immediately introduced, "God monk, our Mao family has no intention of offending..."
Before he finished speaking, he was drowned in the sound of chanting sutras.
"Devil's Arhat Palm!"
The Dharma protector eminent monk stretched out two palms into the air suddenly, thousands of monks responded and stretched out two palms into the air at the same time.
These two palms were blessed by Buddhism, and they became bigger and wider in the air. The golden palm prints illuminated the entire void, and they slapped Mao Chong and the others with soaring power.
Mao Chong and Maoshan disciples shouted anxiously, "Monk, you are so unreasonable!"
Holding the talisman with his sword finger, he hastily pinched it, "Wan Jianfu!"
Throwing the talisman into the air, it suddenly became more than ten meters long, like a yellow portal hanging above the sky.
There was a gust of wind inside the spell, and chilling sword energy surged out from it, like a silver waterfall, continuously washing down on the golden Buddha's palm.
The two huge forces met in the air, and the silver sword energy fiercely collided with the golden Buddha's handprint.
The void suddenly rumbled, and violent winds and waves surged around the sky, turning the vegetation of a thousand meters below the ground into dust.
The two forces only entangled for one breath, and the sword energy in the Wanjian Talisman was obviously exhausted.
With a bang, a flame ignited in the air and dispersed.
Mao Chong cried out in distress, "My talisman!"
He worked hard for hundreds of years to accumulate such a Ten Thousand Sword Talisman, who knew that it would be exhausted here.
The power of the golden Buddha's palm print remained undiminished, and it swept across the air suddenly, and it was about to slap Mao Chong and others.
Mao Chong hurriedly shouted together with all his disciples, "Thousands of Heavenly Thunder Talismans!"
Without saying a word, all the disciples sacrificed one after another golden charms from the ring and threw them into the air.
Fierce thunderbolts suddenly surged from the talisman, continuously gathering in the air, and immediately turned into a sea of golden thunder, click, click, thunder and lightning flashed downwards, and struck down toward the golden bergamot.
There was a loud bang, and the two forces collided suddenly again.
The golden thunder and lightning spread down along the Buddha's handprint, crackling and crackling on the bodies of all the monks.
The monks were foaming at the mouth, and all of them fell to the ground immediately.
Only the eminent monk who protected the Dharma urged the Buddha's handprint, and suddenly slapped the disciples of the Mao family in the air.
A group of thousands of Mao family disciples were swat away like flies, screamed in the air, and hurriedly protected themselves with a spell.
Mao Chong rushed away, jumped out of the range of the Buddha's handprint, and shouted at the monk from above, "Master Xuanci, stop quickly, there must be a misunderstanding between us!"
Master Xuanci, an eminent Dharma protector, stared at him with a golden light on his face, and said angrily, "You Maoshan are so capable, what else can you say?"
"Old monk, don't listen to him!"
Song Yuchan stared wide-eyed, thinking that there are quite a lot of good things in Maoshan, just now I only sold the Three Emperors Talisman, so I should buy some other charms!
Mao Chong was about to talk with the eminent Dharma protector monk when Shenhai was suddenly occupied by a divine consciousness.
His primordial spirit shouted loudly, "Bold!"
This primordial spirit burst out a huge energy in the sea of gods, trying to obliterate the intruder.
But the intruder brought a blue light, and suddenly a scroll temporarily sealed the primordial spirit.
Mao Chong was stunned in shock, he was a true immortal, and he didn't expect to be sealed by Qingguang with one move.
His body was then controlled by the blue light, and he shouted at the monk, "Thieves and bald donkeys, you occupy the great rivers and mountains of my Shenzhou and confuse people's hearts. Everyone in my Taoist sect can get it and punish you. To punish your Buddhist sect, you should be punished!" Let's start from Maoshan."
(End of this chapter)