Chapter 104: Mahavairocana Dharma (Part )

"what?"

Yan Chixia was confused.

He thought about it carefully, and then asked frantically, "I remember a Taoist said that you are the reincarnation of a saint?"

"Yes!"

"And you studied Confucian magical powers?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"And now you have been recognized by Xuanyuan Sword. Are you the descendant of the Human Emperor?"

"You could say that."

So Yan Chixia's defense was broken.

The old constable who hated evil as much as he could look at Zhang Tian with murderous eyes, "You say you know some Buddhist teachings, but you are playing both sides. Do you know what you are doing?... You are, you are..."

Yan Chixia was speechless for a moment.

"Oh, I only have a little understanding of it!"

Zhang Tian said that he really knew a little bit. He had not studied any serious Buddhist techniques, but in his previous life, in the world of Zhu Xian, he learned the Mahavairocana Prajna and the heavenly book from the Tianyin Temple.

The Book of Heaven is a good thing.

As long as you want to learn.

Everything!
Zhang Tian hesitated for a moment, "It's just that I just learned Buddhism casually at the beginning, and I don't think I've mastered it very well. I'm afraid what if I can't kill the tree demon?"

"Then let's try it."

Yan Chixia was not in a hurry anyway. He was already numb. The talent of Zhang Tian in front of him was just good, but more or less abnormal.

Although the tree demon had practiced for thousands of years and had a long lifespan, it was able to outlive many people and even all the monks in the Lanruo Temple.

I also shouted at him back then.

"Yan Chixia, just wait. When you die of old age, I will plant trees on your grave and dance to cheer you up!"

That's right.

The tree demon grandma is a man, or rather, neither male nor female. But she was a man at first, and later, perhaps because she practiced some strange skills, or perhaps because she became possessed, she turned into a female.

So, dear friends.

These are all suitable candidates for marriage.

If you want a man to become a man, or a woman to become a woman, why don’t you take them home quickly?

Faced with the tree demon's clamor, Yan Chixia had no way to deal with it. Although they were practitioners with fast training speed, their lifespan was really not high. Just like ordinary people, even if they cultivated to the level of Golden Body Arhat, their lifespan would only be a hundred years.

Because they only cultivate the spirit and soul.

Don’t repair your life span!

Even after the physical body dies, one can still survive with the help of the soul, but he will be subject to the constraints of the underworld and cannot stay in the human world. However, he can obey certain calls, such as the call of his disciples and successors, to come to the human world to support him.

but now.

Yan Chixia was confident, and even felt that he could be more arrogant. He shouted in front of the tree demon, "Old tree demon, you used to be very arrogant, right? Do you have the guts to compete with this gentleman in front of you? Let's see in ten years. If he can't kill you, I will take your surname, Grandpa Yan!"

"If he can't kill you with one sword in thirty years, Grandpa Yan, I will just change my gender to be the same as yours and become a transvestite that is neither male nor female!"

He kept talking.

Zhang Tian suddenly realized that he did not gain nothing in this world of A Chinese Ghost Story.

In addition to the tremendous fortune brought by unifying the world and the vast merits gained from defeating demons and monsters, he can also nourish his soul. After all, there is a lineage of Yin gods in this world!
Much more powerful than other worlds.

Because the Yin Spirit has been cultivated well.

Practice makes you stronger!
It is really possible to be an official in the underworld!
If everything goes well, maybe he could take advantage of the fact that there are no tigers in the mountains and run over to become the king himself, get the Book of Life and Death from the underworld, and become the King of Hell.

During the day, I'll take care of you.

At night, I also take care of you.

As long as you are alive, I will take care of you.

Even if you die, I will still take care of you!
Hahahaha! Thinking of this, Zhang Tian couldn't help but raise his lips. He couldn't wait to practice the Xuanyuan Sword's cultivation method, but he also wanted to show off his little knowledge of Buddhism.

He just opened his mouth and said, "At thirty, one is independent; at forty, one has no doubts; at fifty, one knows the will of heaven; at sixty, one's ears are obedient; at seventy, one can do whatever one wants!"

The voice just fell.

Everyone stared in amazement at Confucius, the 2.5-meter-tall burly man in the yard. He had undergone visibly changes. He was now wearing a long robe, holding the Book of Songs in his hands. He also looked very thin, like a woman, and very delicate.

Like a frail pretty boy!
But to be honest, this look seems to be very appealing to women.

See this change.

Yan Chixia opened his mouth, but as he was a man who had seen the world, he did not say much. After all, compared to the sturdy and strong Confucius who was two meters and five centimeters tall, he could more accept the effeminate Confucius. This was the weak scholar in his impression!

Muscular guy or something...

Get out of my mind now!

The Xiahou swordsman was left with a confused look on his face. He pointed at the pretty boy and stammered, his head buzzing, "Right, right, right... Is this how the Analects explains it?"

I am sorry.

He also read a little.

But why doesn't he remember that this is the explanation of the Analects? How can it become "Seventy is as you please"? It can change as you want?

Am I reading a fake Analects?
Yan Chixia mocked from the side, "Hahaha, you old bastard who only knows how to fight and kill all day, what do you know about the Analects? What you read before was fake, and what you encounter now is the real thing."

Xiahou Swordsman: Huh? ?
Seeing his confused look, Yan Chixia laughed happily, but he didn't quite understand why Zhang Tian transformed this creamy scholar.

But he soon understood.

Zhang Tian said to the handsome scholar, "Carry your book down the mountain, walk around the forest a few more times, and don't resist the female ghost if you meet her."

Yan Chixia: Oh!
I understand, this is the legendary beauty story!

The handsome scholar nodded and walked down the mountain with a face that was extremely similar to Zhang Tian's, but slightly more handsome.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Wandering through the mountains and forests.

After walking for a while, I heard the sound of rushing water. I saw a pool of water appeared beside the mountain path. There were more than a dozen people playing and fighting in it, wearing thin clothes.

All the clothes were wet.

The purple underwear was faintly visible.

It is particularly refreshing and has a special charm.

They were playing and fighting and almost tore their clothes off, revealing the white patch, which was very beautiful.

The creamy scholar's eyes lit up on the spot. He was a hot-blooded man and he thought he could still behave like a gentleman. But there was nothing he could do as there were more than a dozen people in the pool!

He immediately drew his sword.

He plunged into the pool of water. The group of women did not get angry. Instead, they hugged him in their arms, as if they wanted to suffocate him to death. It was so comfortable, so comfortable.

Before he could enjoy it, he felt like he was flying and heard a sister's sweet moan.

"This boy is extremely handsome and full of masculinity. Stop being so slutty and send him to grandma right away!"

"Grandma, look, look, we've brought you a big baby!"

Dryad Grandma: What treasure?
"boom!!!"

Suddenly the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Even the Lanruo Temple in the distance shook for a while. Yan Chixia and Xiahou Jianke were both staring in horror at a huge mushroom cloud rising in the distance. It was as dazzling as the second sun in the dark night, and it was so shocking.

They were trembling so hard that they could hardly speak clearly.

"This, this, this..."

“What kind of Dharma is this?”

Which Buddha’s Dharma?
It is so powerful!
Zhang Tian said with a serious face, "The Mahavairocana Dharma passed down by Mahavairocana Buddha!"

(End of this chapter)