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Volume 2: Disciples of the Great Way, Chapter 30: Fighting with Wu Bo and traveling thousands of miles, breaking the dragon's veins and drawing out the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron (5)

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    "A good friend of Shamanism?" Agula obviously didn't understand.  He practiced cultivation deep in the grasslands and only entered the human world for decades. He was even more ignorant about religious relations.  However, after he came out this time, he found that many people began to believe in Western heretical evil gods and abandoned Changshengtian, which made him feel angry and helpless.

    "Yes, their Buddhist shamanism is helping you educate the sentient beings on the grassland." Qian Yiqun said with a smile, "Well, they also throw the shamans into the oil pan. The only ones who can come out safe and sound are the real shamans. It can be said that they are helping  You are going to clean up the house by preserving the false and preserving the true."

    Agula could no longer suppress his anger, turned around and shouted: "What he said is true!"

    Small Universe dispersed silently, revealing a bright head.

    Ku Chen walked slowly, each step being very solid.  The chain was still wrapped around him, but there was no fire.  One of the sleeves looked empty, reminding Qian Yiqun of the tragic scene when he pointed his arms toward the sky that day.

    "Donor, how can you tell lies?" Kuchen's appearance was peaceful, without anger or joy, as if he had nothing to do with him.

    Qian Yiqun secretly screamed: the last time he returned to his home, the monk was deeply troubled by the law, and was tricked by Gao Renhe himself who borrowed the power of the formation.  Unexpectedly, after that time, even the law enforcement was broken, and the holy fetus became a saint in one fell swoop. He also realized the Ksitigarbha form. It seems that today I am in danger.

    "It would be a lie if you deny it." Qian Yiqun was not afraid of losing even if he lost.  He said: "This matter is recorded in books, how could I make it up? Just ask a few old people and you can naturally tell the truth from the false."

    Shamanism is not a human-made religion, but a remnant of a primitive divine civilization.  They have no doctrines, no sects, and the objects of their beliefs are all different.  Such an original religion has absolutely no power to resist when faced with a massive attack by Tibetan Buddhism.

    When Buddhism attacks Taoism, it still needs to discuss difficult issues and debate scriptures.  When they arrived on the grassland and wanted to crack down on shamanism, they even skipped the formalities. With a few words, they coaxed the chiefs of various tribes into spinning around and classified shamanism as a "cult".  Some Mongolian tribes even went on a killing spree against shamans because they believed in Tibetan Buddhism.

    Among them is what Qian Yiqun said: Boil boiling oil and throw the shaman into it. Only those who can come out alive are considered real and can be left alone.  If you are cooked to death, you are deceiving the world and stealing your reputation, and you deserve to die.

    Although Ku Chen was married to a holy child, he didn¡¯t know much about this public case.  As a monk, he knew that spreading the Dharma and teaching would inevitably bring about some disputes, and even fights and killings.  Buddhism in the Central Plains is pretty good. Tibetan Buddhism has been full of fighting spirit ever since Padmasambhava entered Tibet and fought bloody battles with the Bon religion.

    Killing a few shamans is a completely normal thing.

    "Even if there is, it is an evil deed done by a monk wearing a monk's robe, and there should be karma and retribution." Kuchen raised his hand in front of his chest: "The young monk is a monk from Han Dynasty, and he has no bad relationship with Dabo."

    "The world is as dark as a bald donkey," Qian Yiqun said, "Dabo, you must be careful and don't do anything that will please your loved ones and your enemies! As a Taoist priest, students must not tolerate the unnecessary killing of innocent people in the name of promoting the Dharma.  , the evil deeds of cutting off people¡¯s dharma lineage and destroying people¡¯s altars!¡±

    "The benefactor is really sharp-tongued," said the bitter man, "Don't you know that you have already created a reputation for speaking?"

    "What annoys you the most is that you monks are always busy with this karma and that karma," Qian Yiqun mocked. "Because your family runs hell, you will do your best to threaten and intimidate! Da Bo, dare I ask: What will happen to people after death?"  how?"

    Agula had been completely thrown away for an unknown number of streets. He seemed to understand the bickering between the two Han people, but he didn't understand it. It wasn't until Qian Yiqun asked this basic question that he got involved again.  : "After death, people naturally return to the Immortal Heaven. But you fools who don't believe in the Immortal Heaven can only become lonely souls wandering in the world."

    "Ha," Qian Yiqun pointed to the bitter dust, "but they say that there is another hell after death, where good and evil are rewarded, and you join the six realms and become fish, insects and beasts, but they don't leave any space for your immortality."

    "It's full of nonsense!" Agula looked at Kuchen, "How could Changshengtian let his people turn into beasts!"

    Ku Chen closed his eyes slightly and remained motionless, letting Qian Yiqun sow discord and not caring about Agula's position.

    When Qian Yiqun saw this, he thought to himself: Oops, I accidentally fell into the inferior category.  I was pulling one after another like this, which obviously exposed my inner timidity!  Oops, I lost money this time.  This old man can't even deal with me, let alone that Kuchen who was killed in a fight?  As long as I can stop him for a moment so I can escape.

    "Taoist Master," Ku Chen waited for Agula to finish scolding him, "the young monk did not come here to make things difficult for you."

    "Oh? What made Master come all this way?" Qian Yiqun asked.He said perfunctorily while calculating the direction of escape.

    "If the Taoist master suddenly obtains the treasure, it will inevitably lead to the disaster of death, so it is better to leave it to the young monk to take care of it." Kuchen said, "When the Taoist master attains Anuttarasamyaksambodhi, the young monk will naturally return it."

    "Do you think I look like an idiot?" Qian Yiqun said disdainfully, "Taoist, I have too many treasures in my body. I should have died long ago!"

    "Thousands of magic weapons are ultimately inferior to the Jumang Staff." Ku Chen said, "That treasure should not have appeared in the human world."

    "Whoever threw it down is the one you want to go to!" Qian Yiqun was born in the market and never loses his words. "What's the point of picking on the soft persimmons? Besides, can you still carry this treasure to heaven and earth? No.  Are you still staying in the human world? You are greedy, and you still speak so grandly, alas, monk!"

    "It's useless to talk more." Ku Chen shook his head slightly, "The Taoist Master will give the Jumang staff to the young monk, and he can naturally continue to travel around the world."

    "Otherwise?" Qian Yiqun put the Jumang staff into Zifu, "Are you still going to kill me to seize the treasure?"

    "Amitabha," Kuchen proclaimed the Buddha's name, "how dare the young monk commit murder in vain? I just ask the Taoist priest and the young monk to return to the Huacheng Temple in Jiuhua Mountain to cultivate their mind and nature, and realize the results."

    "Hahaha!" Qian Yiqun laughed loudly, "That's what I told Teacher Gao when I was young, but in the end he killed me. If you want me to believe you, you have the ability to stand still and let me attack  You have three moves. If you win, it doesn¡¯t matter whether I give you this mandrel or I shave my head and become a monk with you, it¡¯s not impossible to talk about it!¡±

    Ku Chen lowered his head and thought for a moment: This Taoist has a lot of treasures, maybe he really has some hidden trump card.  However, I think he has only been practicing for a few years. Although his cultivation has improved very quickly, mystical skills need time to be accumulated, so he may not be very powerful.

    "If the young monk loses," Ku Chen said, "I won't say a word about giving in today and go back to the Central Plains immediately."

    ¡ª¡ªYes, yes, and then wait until I return to the Central Plains to cause trouble for me again!

    Qian Yiqun sneered in his heart: If you show such cleverness to me, you deserve to be capsized in the gutter.

    "Seriously!" Qian Yiqun raised his eyebrows, "As long as you make a move, you lose. Don't regret it!"

    "I will never go back on my word." Ku Chen dropped the sleeves of his cassock, pinched a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, activated the Holy Fetus in it, sat in the Zi Mansion with his body, and said, "Come on."

    Qian Yiqun stretched out his hand to block the attack: "Wait a minute! Your cultivation level is so much higher than mine, so naturally I need some blessing to help you."

    "Excuse me." Ku Chen was quite generous and immediately established a situation. He secretly took the position and laid out a protective formation that could be activated at any time.

    Qian Yiqun took out the Qingxin Bell, blessed himself with the ringing bell and sunda bell, took out the last few light body charms and attached them to his body, then recited the incantation and used the shrinking earth technique.

    The fox saw it from a distance and lamented in his heart: This child has been cornered and is really planning to put all his money into action!

    "I'm here to help you!" Agula suddenly raised his horse-head staff and smashed it on Qian Yiqun's head.

    Qian Yiqun secretly thought that it was not good. He had been too busy with Meng Lang just now and had used up all three golden lights. Later, he only focused on quarreling and had not even had time to return to Cuiluan Mountain to worship!

    Ku Chen was also shocked: Why did this shaman suddenly attack the Taoist priest?  Shouldn't he hate Buddhist disciples even more?  Amitabha, he probably didn't know that this Taoist was unfathomable, otherwise he wouldn't have been so cruel.

    Just when everyone was surprised by this sudden change, Qian Yiqun had been hit in the head by Agula.

    Suddenly, a hot and violent energy came in from the top door, swept through the whole body, and formed a circle outside Zi Mansion.  Qian Yiqun felt that all the muscles in his body were filled with inexhaustible strength, and his heart was full of fighting spirit. If he didn't fight hard, it would be difficult to calm down the feeling of lust in his heart.  He took a step, but he didn't expect a huge force to surge to his feet instantly, leaving a footprint that was an inch deep.

    ¡ª¡ªIt turns out that this old shaman actually blessed me with a secret technique!  Ha, it seems that what I said just now is still useful in fooling some savages.

    Feeling the power that was added out of thin air, Qian Yiqun felt confident in his heart. He recalled the memory of when Yilin was besieged by the monks. He suddenly became furious and shouted loudly: "Thunder is coming!"

    The palm thunder that was originally blessed by Xunling was already as big as a basketball. After receiving the blessing from Agula's shamanic secret method, it became even bigger than one hand could hold it.  Qian Yiqun raised his arms high and placed the palms of his hands on top of his head. He felt a stream of electric current stimulating his scalp, making it slightly numb.

    "Go to hell!" Qian Yiqun threw the thunder ball heavily, made a mistake with his foot, and drew the Jie Yin Sword in his hand.

    Kuchen¡¯s eyes widened, the beads in his hands kept turning, his lips parted, and he recited Ksitigarbha¡¯s mantra.  Seeing the great threat posed by the thunder group, Ku Chen had no choice but to use the cover of the monk's robe to secretly move his feet to activate the protective blue formation.

      "Your feet are exposed!" Qian Yiqun is a person with a grassy heart. How can his eyesight be beyond the imagination of Kuchen?

    ¡ª¡ªHe lied to me?

    Ku Chen inadvertently lowered his head to look.  Although he is an eminent monk, he still has some integrity after all.  This kind of cheating can happen secretly, but if someone calls you out, you will inevitably feel guilty.

    The moment the monk lowered his head, a ball of thunder struck in front of Ku Chen.

    A statue of Dharma protector Jialan appeared all over Kuchen, and each statue had a lotus in its hand.  These lotus flowers gathered together to form a larger white lotus flower, blocking Ku Chen's body and completely shattering the thunder ball.

    When Ku Chen raised his head, he saw electricity scattered in all directions and the air smelled slightly, but he was not injured at all.

    Ku Chen was about to argue with Qian Yiqun when he saw the kind man stepping into the void with a sharp blade in his hand.

    "Second move! Die!" Qian Yiqun shouted loudly.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! Mobile phone users please go to the m. site to read.)
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