Fangcun knew that this monk was now enlightening himself.

To be precise, he is enlightening himself in his own mind.

In the illusion he has seen now, I don’t know what kind of image he is...

...As he heard what he said, it seemed as if he was kneeling in front of him, being scolded by him, holding his legs, immersed in endless pain, and not being able to be liberated. And he himself, as a monk, was guiding himself, pointing out the problems of himself, and even his brother, and stroked his hands to make himself realize his true meaning of liberation in Buddhism?

This is really interesting...

Fangcun even had the idea of ​​watching it for a while to see how far he could perform a one-man show...

...

...

However, after listening, Fangcun decided to wake him up.

Because, at this time, Master You Fang had already started to curse himself hard.

"Stop, what did you think of me as?"

The monk shouted loudly, shocking Fangcun, thinking that what he had done in his hallucination?

Why did you anger this master?

Then the monk You Fang sneered and said, "What is your so-called wealth of thousands of dollars?"

"A true saying of my Pure Land Sect is the true meaning of the difficulty and ease of all treasures!"

“…”

Fang Cun sighed, and it turned out that he just wanted to give his family property.

This master is really noble and doesn't even look down on his family's wealth at all...

...But before this thought passed, the master had already proclaimed the Buddha's name, his voice slightly subsided, and said, "But, when you have such sincerity, I will also point out you. The wealth of thousands of families is the source of troubles. If you are willing to give it up, it means that you still have wisdom. But I am a monk. There is no need to give it up. Let's disperse all the family wealth and repair the temple. When your family's wealth is gone and the Buddha's golden body is spread all over the Great Xia, you will naturally have no worries. At that time, the sea of ​​suffering will be far away, and you will be free..."

The square-inch eyes and nose immediately wrinkled together again.

"As for the secret book of formlessness..."

The monk's words suddenly attracted Fang Cun's attention again.

He frowned and looked bored: "Of course, you can't practice it again. My Pure Land Buddhism has 30 million Dharmas. Every Dharma can make you feel great freedom. Isn't it much more rare than any formless secret scripture? You should worship this Dharma before the Buddha and then stop this thought forever. If someone comes to look for you, you will bear the cause and effect. When the cause and effect are over, you will naturally find the tranquility..."

...

...

“Is this the Pure Land idea of ​​the Pure Land?”

Fang Cun listened to these words and was silent for a long time, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What if I want to find is not tranquility?"

He suddenly smiled and spoke, spreading his palms at the same time.

The butterfly that landed on the forehead of Monk You Fang suddenly spread its wings and flew up slightly, landing on his fingertips.

"Don't want to find peace?"

When the monk You Fang heard Fang Cun's face, he immediately looked furious. He raised his palm and made a gesture of hammering down, as if he wanted to wake up this stubborn fool. However, as soon as the palm was raised, he suddenly felt something was wrong...

The butterfly has flew away, and his illusion is fading.

Halfway through the monk's palm, he found that the surrounding sunny sky turned into darkness. The second young master Fang, who was kneeling in front of him and begging him to point him out a clear path, is now standing tall and standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. The Buddhas around him were all informed, only the butterfly in his palm shaking his wings gently.

Even the posture of sitting down on my own position turned into a slight bent body and feet stuck in a stone slab.

This shocked him very much. He was stunned for a moment before he suddenly jumped up and shouted angrily: "You dare..."

In the roar, there was both shame and anger of being teased, and there was also some confusion, as well as panic that was worried that he had already told all the secrets in his heart in the illusion. His magic power surged like a volcano erupting...

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But Fang Cun raised his hand gently and pressed his head.

He gently pressed the monk You Fang who had just jumped up angrily back to his original place.

Not only did he press him back to his original place, but his surging magic power was also pressed back.

...

...

"What are you doing when the master is so angry?"

Fangcun pressed his palm on the head of the monk You Fang and said with a smile: "After all, in your illusion, you have already scolded me and scolded me again. In the end, I asked me to hand over all the wealth and the secret book of formlessness... And I handed over it. Your Pure Land Sect doesn't care about me, but I still bear the cause and effect by myself. I am not angry about such shameless things..."

After hearing this, the monk You Fang suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning, and was panicked and climbed up to his heart.

He swallowed hard, his face of anger and fear kept intertwining on his face. After a while, he suddenly looked up at Fang Cun and said hoarsely: "Just...just...what did you do to me?"

"I didn't do anything to you just now."

Fangcun smiled and said, "I did something to you a day ago, until now."

"one day……"

Monk You Fang was shocked and countless wrinkles appeared on his face, like ripples, shaking all over his body.

Only then did he realize that it was only a day that had passed.

But in his illusion, it was clear that several years had passed. In these years, he had taught this second young master Fang very well, and had also taken a steady step by step, explaining everything he thought...

Doesn't this mean...

...

...

"The Pure Land Buddhism is such a great skill..."

Facing the frightened face of the monk You Fang, Fangcun's face also pulled down.

He raised the butterfly with one hand and let the butterfly fly. He was single and carried it behind his back. His figure seemed a little taller. He looked down at the monk You Fang from a high place and said lightly: "I think I have nothing to do with Jing and Yin sects. I have respect and have never had any relationship. Later, I asked the corpse-beheading temple for some reason, and the other party was very polite and helped me a little favor."

"I thought that the Pure Land Sect, which was as famous as the Hidden Sect, would have good intentions when they met me one day. As a paranormal expert, at least he would not harm me. But who would have thought that you, a dignified Pure Land Sect master, would have thought of harming me from the very beginning?"

“…”

As he spoke, his eyes became colder, his eyebrows were scattered, and he said in a cold voice: "Look..."

"Are you going to give me an explanation on this matter?

“…”

"I……"
Chapter completed!