"The gate of the Golden Mountain Temple is never closed. What's the matter today?”
Fahai frowned.
He immediately activated his Heavenly Eye Divine Ability, his eyes shining like torches.
He saw that the temple was surrounded by Buddhist light, but there was no demonic aura or evil qi. It should not have been invaded by demons.
At this moment, in front of the Virtuous Great Hall.
Thousands of disciples of the Golden Mountain Temple were sitting cross-legged in the square in front of the hall. They were putting their palms together and reciting scriptures.
In the arena.
Fayan wore a red kasaya and sat on a futon. In front of him was a young monk sitting opposite him.
The monk was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He had a handsome face and was dressed in linen clothes. The prayer beads around his neck were especially large. He held a small golden Buddha in his hand and the Buddhist light around him was extremely extraordinary.
Compared to Fayan's serious expression, the young monk had a peaceful smile on his face.
"My Buddhist name is White Cloud. I come from the Buddhist Light Temple on Mount Wutai. I heard that Jinshan Monastery is one of the four Buddhist monasteries. It's a holy land of Buddhism and has profound Buddhist Dharma. I've traveled here, so I'm here to learn Buddhist Dharma from your temple.”
The young monk said with a smile.
White clouds?
Such a Buddhist name was not common.
Fahai raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
Although this young monk was young, his cultivation was not shallow. His body flickered with Buddhist light, and the faint sound of dragons and elephants could be seen. He had already stepped into the realm of the Lesser Dragon Elephant.
His mana cultivation was already comparable to Zen Master Lingyou.
To have such a remarkable ability at such a young age, he was obviously not some nameless person.
"Baiyun…Zen Master Baiyun? Could this little monk be the master of Monk Ten Directions in the third Chinese Ghost Story?”
Fahai was surprised.
He remembered that the timeline of the third volume of A Chinese Ghost Story happened to be a hundred years after the second volume. In that case, Zen Master Baiyun was still in his youth.
He did not expect that he would actually appear here.
In the original novel, Zen Master Baiyun had profound attainments. He could transform his body into golden blood and temporarily sanctify one's physical body to obtain supreme mana.
At this moment, although he had not cultivated to his peak state, he could be considered a rare Buddhist genius.
He was representing the Buddhist Light Temple of Mount Wutai and came here to challenge them.
There were countless Buddhist temples in the East Victory Divine Continent, but only four were respected.
This was because the four monasteries all had supreme divine powers and profound foundations. Moreover, they had once produced true Buddhas who had attained the fruit realm.
Unfortunately, in the last few hundred years, the Golden Mountain Monastery's talents had dwindled. There had not been any earth-shattering figures, so it had gradually become the weakest existence among the four monasteries.
The Buddhist sects in the world had long wanted to replace them.
This Monk Baiyun was probably the one who had come to take the lead for Buddha Light Temple.
If the Golden Mountain Monastery was defeated, the other Buddhist sects would probably follow suit.
The status of the four temples in the world would be lost.
"This Monk Baiyun is extraordinary in both his Buddhist wisdom and cultivation. Among the disciples of the Golden Mountain Monastery, only Senior Brother Fayan is capable of doing so. With his current cultivation base, he probably wouldn't be able to subdue this person.”
Fahai shook his head.
At this moment, Fayan had already started to discuss the Dao with Monk Baiyun.
One could only hear him uttering a wonderful voice. All kinds of Buddhist scriptures were at his fingertips. He was smart and eloquent.
Fayan was rendered speechless by his rebuttal several times.
In the end, he could only sigh and say,""Senior Brother Baiyun is proficient in the Buddhist Dharma, and his words are full of gems. This poor monk's talent is dull, and I admit that I'm inferior. However, other than Buddhist principles, there were also divine powers in Buddhist cultivation. This poor monk cultivates the responsibility of protecting the Buddha Sect. Using force and divine powers to save the world and the people is indeed not my forte.”
He admitted that he was no match for White Cloud in terms of debate.
But now that Bai Yun had come to challenge him, it concerned the reputation of the Golden Mountain Monastery. He could not back down, so he suggested a martial arts competition. Perhaps he could still save some face.
"The Dharma and divine arts are originally one. Then, please enlighten me, Senior Brother Fayan.”
White Cloud responded with a smile.
"Then I'll have to offend you."
As Fayan spoke, the magic power in his body surged as he chanted the mantra of the Zenith Heaven Vajra Mantra.
"Zenith Heaven Vajra, Guardian Heavenly Dragon, Eight Living Beings, Demon Subduing Divine Ability!”
Weng!
Golden light shook the sky.
The Sanskrit chants turned into tangible golden fist prints that descended from the sky.
Each fist print was as big as a mountain, and it was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them.
It directly crushed that space until it shattered.
The ground under his feet cracked inch by inch, unable to withstand the pressure of this fist print at all.
The Daluo Vajra Mantra was also an advanced divine power cultivated from the Arhat Fist. It was fierce and overbearing, and was the limit of the physical fist technique. It was known for its strength and could subdue demons.
Among the many divine power techniques of the Golden Mountain Monastery, it was a strength divine power that was second only to the Mighty Heavenly Dragon.
Fayan had cultivated this divine power for many years, and when he used it now, its might was extraordinary.
However, Monk Baiyun was more powerful.
Facing the golden fist prints that filled the sky, his figure did not move at all. He still sat on the futon, as if he had become one with the golden Buddha in his hand.
Unmovable like a mountain.
Streaks of golden light circled around him and eventually turned into a golden bell that was visible to the naked eye and enveloped him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A loud bang shook the sky.
No matter how hard Fayan tried, the Daluo Vajra Fist couldn't shake the golden bell.
"I have been weak since I was young. Master was worried that I would be bullied by demons because of my weak body, so he taught me the Golden Bell Shield. I'm not talented. I've cultivated for twenty-four years and have already broken through twenty-four gates. There are very few people in the world who can break through them.”
Monk Baiyun said with a smile.
His expression was still calm.
This Buddhist Golden Bell Shield was actually not considered a profound divine power. However, generally speaking, only 12 levels was the limit of perfection.
Monk Baiyun had actually reached the unprecedented 24th Gate.
Once the golden bell appeared, it was impenetrable.
Under the Mahayana realm, it was difficult to break through any spells.
"This monk has cultivated the Golden Bell Shield to such a level. No wonder he dared to come to the Golden Mountain alone to challenge me. I used my full strength, but I couldn't do anything to him.”
Fayan exclaimed in his heart. If it was any other day, he would have directly admitted defeat.
After all, the Buddhist Sect didn't advocate bravado.
However, now that Junior Brother Fahai was not here, he had to take on the responsibility of guarding the Golden Mountain. This concerned the reputation of the Golden Mountain, so how could he retreat?
"I can only try my best."
Fayan gritted his teeth. The Qi and blood in his body surged. The Buddhist light behind him was faintly dyed with a layer of faint blood.
Upon seeing this, Monk Baiyun frowned and said hurriedly,""Senior Brother Fayan, we are sparring with each other in order to improve and benefit each other. Stop now, or else the counterforce of the golden bell will kill you!”
Although he came here with the intention of winning, he didn't have any intention of hurting anyone.
Therefore, when he saw Fayan preparing to burn his blood essence, his expression changed slightly and he hurriedly stopped him.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The blood essence on Fayan's body surged as if a raging fire had enveloped his entire body. A Blood Arhat appeared and soared into the sky, smashing fiercely towards the huge golden bell!
The third watch.
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