Chapter 1226 Battle against Monk Yuanjin
Liu Jun felt a little bad when he saw a kind-hearted monk coming out of the Tianlongmen camp.
“Are you from Tianlongmen?” Liu Jun asked curiously.
The monk shook his head, "No, the poor monk Yuan Jin is a monk from Putuo Temple. He came here today just to end his fate in the mortal world."
Liu Jun looked at the monk Yuan Jin. "Are you done with me? Have you ever loved me?"
Monk Yuan Jin was stunned for a moment, and showed a dumbfounded expression. "The donor of Qianzi is overly worried. Before the poor monk became a monk, he was the son of the great elder of Tianlongmen. Later, he saw through the world of mortals and became a monk."
"Then you... If you come to help your evil-doing father fight, you are suspected of helping a tyrant," Liu Jun said with a smile.
Monk Yuan Jin smiled, "If the donor is not strong enough, confronting the Great Elder Futong will be a dead end. If the poor monk stops you, it will be considered a good deed."
"If The donor is strong enough, and the poor monk is just a stepping stone. He can just kick it aside and it won’t cause any harm.”
Looking at Monk Yuan Jin’s pure eyes, Liu Jun smiled even more happily, “Monk, you It’s very interesting. I actually hate the hypocrisy of your monks, but I admire the kind of real eminent monks. Although you are not an eminent monk, you can still be regarded as a real monk.”
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for the compliment. The audience is also a little impatient. Can you and I start a discussion?" Monk Yuan Jin clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.
Liu Jun nodded and made a Taoist return gift.
Both sides took a few steps back and took stances, but there was no murderous intent.
Just as Monk Yuan Jin said, he came just to test.
If Liu Jun is not strong enough, he will not kill Liu Jun. If Liu Jun is strong enough, he will not kill him as a great monk, just to compare notes.
"Taoist Master, this poor monk is showing off his ugliness." After monk Yuan Jin finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to chant sutras.
While Monk Yuanjin was chanting sutras, Sanskrit characters appeared one after another and began to rotate around him.
"Amitabha" As Monk Yuanjin shouted the Buddha's name, a golden Arhat appeared in front of everyone.
The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, this is much more real than the false scenes created when some temples open for business.
"Five hundred Arhats? Master's Dharma is profound." Liu Jun narrowed his eyes and was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he looked at the Arhats summoned by Monk Yuan Jin.
In fact, there are many arhats in Lingshan, which are equivalent to the heavenly soldiers and generals in heaven. Therefore, the arhats in Lingshan are worthless. To put it bluntly, if you go to the top of Lingshan and throw a brick, it will either hit the Buddha or the Bodhisattva. Can't be ranked.
The only ones that are really famous are the Five Hundred Arhats and the Eighteen and Golden Arhats. In Journey to the West, when Sha Monk was granted the title of Golden Arhat in the West, he was granted the title of Golden Arhat.
As for the eighteen Arhats who have been passed down more often, they are not Arhats at all. They are Arhats, which means that they can cut off all worries, reach the state of Nirvana, no longer suffer the suffering of reincarnation, practice perfection, and have the ability to guide all living beings. Saints whose good virtues are worthy of offerings from humans and heaven are disciples of Sakyamuni Buddha, and are considered Buddhas.
If Monk Yuan Jin could really summon the Eighteen Arhats, then Liu Jun would not be standing here at all, he would have run away long ago, and this is a hammer.
Fortunately, the one Yuan Jin summoned was only one of the five hundred Arhats, and he was only the incarnation of the Arhat's will power, and was not that strong.
But in the eyes of many people, including practitioners, summoning Arhat projection is something only top practitioners can do.
"If you win, you can definitely do it now" Tianlongmen Fushou clenched his fists with excitement on his face.
The head Fuxiang frowned, "Not necessarily, that Qianzi is too calm. He seems to be only curious about the appearance of Arhat, but not afraid."
"No Fear, that is called fearlessness in the ignorant. He is a Taoist disciple and has never seen an Arhat." Fu Shou curled his lips and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the fight started on the field. Arhat appeared in front of Liu Jun with a golden Buddha's light, and stamped his palm with a simple palm.
Liu Jun's eyes narrowed, and he also punched hard, wanting to test the power of this Arhat.
The next second, Liu Jun's face changed drastically, and his fist actually passed through Luo Han's palm.
The trend of Luo Han's palm continued unabated and was printed directly on Liu Jun's chest.
With a "bang" sound, Liu Jun flew out and rolled on the ground before getting up in disgrace.
Monk Yuan Jin saw this scene and shook his head slightly, "The Arhat transformed by the will of all living beings cannot cause damage with his fists"
Liu Jun squinted his eyes, and he understood that this Arhat was like a ghost, like a ghost doll. If you poke it with a knife, he wouldn't feel it at all.
But if you use magic to attack, it can't resist.
"If physical attacks don't work, then use magic attacks." Liu Jun grinned and stretched out his hands. Two flames appeared in his hands and expanded at a very fast speed.
When expanded to half a meter in diameter, the two flames merged into one and soared into the sky, illuminating the entire central square.
Arhat could not escape and could only resist the flames. In this square, there were scorching flames everywhere. No matter where he hid, he would be burned.
“Awesome” Monk Yuan Jin’s face showed solemnity, he took out a string of Buddhist beads and recited something quickly.
After a while, the Arhat disappeared, and Monk Yuanjin transformed into a violent monk, with bulging muscles all over his body and some Sanskrit characters on the muscles.
"Taoist Master, take the move." A hint of excitement flashed in Monk Yuanjin's eyes.
He is the most talented monk in Putuo Temple. He is basically scheduled to be the next generation host. However, he has never fought with other monks. When he meets Liu Jun today, he must fight. Enjoy yourself to the fullest.
Liu Jun looked up and saw Monk Yuanjin running towards him, and his face suddenly turned green. "Damn, even the Hulk wouldn't dare to act like that."
"Boom" Monk Yuanjin swung his casserole-sized fist towards Liu Jun.
It is a fist the size of a real casserole. This is not a metaphor. The current monk Yuan Jin is like a angry-eyed Vajra, with violent power all over his body.
"Bang, bang, bang" Liu Jun kept dodging. Although he was fine, the marble under his feet suffered, and was shattered piece by piece.
Although Monk Yuanjin always punches rather than kicks, his strength is too strong. Every time he punches, he needs to exert force from his legs, otherwise he will not be able to stand firmly.
This is like a boxer who can punch 500 pounds of force with one punch. His lower body must be able to stabilize the 500 pounds, otherwise the opponent can dodge and call it a day.
“Yah, bah, it’s endless.” Liu Jun gritted his teeth and stopped hiding. He concentrated all his strength on his right hand and punched him.
There was a loud "bang", and a three-meter-deep pit appeared under the two people's feet, and the surrounding marble had long been broken into gravel.
The two of them were entangled, and the blushing and thick-necked one began to compete for strength, and for a moment they were deadlocked. At this time, maybe an ordinary person would give them a push, and the two of them would be able to decide the winner.
"Taoist Master, I'm sorry, poor monk," said the great monk Yuan Jin through gritted teeth.
A trace of doubt flashed in Liu Jun's eyes, he couldn't help but feel sorry for something.
At this time, a little squirrel ran out from the monk Yuan Jin's broad sleeves.
Although this squirrel has not become a spirit, it is still spiritual. The moment it climbed out, it threw a pine cone at Liu Jun.
Not to mention, this little squirrel hurts a lot when it hits someone, and the hit is accurate, even if Liu Jun's body is covered with dragon scales.
Because his eyes are not protected by dragon scales, he can only resist with his eyelids.
To be shameless, Liu Jun asked the little squirrel to throw a basket of pine cones, which was fine, but his eyelids were not good.
"You did it first," Liu Jun said through gritted teeth.
The next second, the ghost doll ran out from the Good and Evil Order, sat on Liu Jun's shoulder, and looked at the little squirrel with a ghostly gaze.
"Ghost doll, take care of this squirrel and pluck its hair to make a pillow." Liu Jun squinted his eyes when he saw the ghost doll appear.
When the little squirrel saw the menacing ghost doll, its hair exploded. It also didn’t want the pine cones it just got, and Saya ran towards the back of Monk Yuanjin’s neck.
"Run? Where can you run? Baby, come on." Liu Jun sneered.
"Taoist Priest, although the poor monk is not an enlightened monk, he is also a disciple of Buddhism, and he has the body of an Arhat. Although the little ghost you summoned is very strong, he is a ghost after all and cannot get close to the poor monk. "Monk's" said Monk Yuanjin.
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Jin’s eyes widened and he looked constipated.
Because he discovered that the kid summoned by Liu Jun actually took out a Ksitigarbha Sutra that shone with Buddha's light.
That’s not all, this kid actually still has some merit and Buddha’s light in him! This is so damn careless.
"You must be dumbfounded, my baby knows how to practice Buddhism," Liu Jun said with a proud smile.
(End of this chapter)