Great Primordial: Apprentice Western Buddhism, Are You Crazy!

Everyone watching this scene was dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.

The monks were shocked and looked at this scene in disbelief, almost suspecting that they were hallucinating!

"This……………"

After a long time, a Saint murmured, "Who wins?"

Hearing this, everyone else was taken aback, but at this moment, Yuanshi sighed quietly.

"Oh, nephew Zhao is defeated."

After his words fell, everyone in the venue was in an uproar!

Zhao Gongming, lost?

But at this time, Zhao Gongming was standing in the ruins of the arena, covered in blood.

His chest was sunken, a bone was eroded by the Buddha's light, dripping with blood, and his whole body was miserable.

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Gongming coughed twice, wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Kṣitigarbha opposite, with murderous intent in his eyes:

"Kṣitigarbha, today's enmity, I have written it down, and one day I will ask for advice with my own hands!"

Hearing this, Kṣitigarbha smiled indifferently.

He clasped his hands together and said compassionately: "Benefactor, your obsession is too deep, and you will suffer from demons in your heart. You will suffer in the future. Please let it go."

Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, Kṣitigarbha spoke abruptly, with a calm voice: "Benefactor Zhao, wait a moment."

"Why, it won't work if you want to kill them all?" Zhao Gongming suddenly looked back, his eyes were full of coldness.

"No."

Kṣitigarbha shook his head, stepped out slowly, came to Zhao Gongming, and said slowly:

"The poor monk has some things, I hope benefactor Zhao can learn from them and help you get rid of your demons as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Zhao Gongming frowned slightly: "What?"

"This thing was obtained by the poor monk in a secret place, and it may be useful to the benefactor.

Kṣitigarbha spoke slowly, and took out an ancient book from his sleeve.

This thing is called "Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra", which is the supreme treasure of the ancient Buddhist sect. Although it is incomplete, it is extremely precious. "

"The poor monk is willing to give it to the benefactor as an apology. If you encounter a bottleneck in the future, the benefactor can read this scripture and observe it, which may be helpful."

"Oh?"

Zhao Gongming (bhdf) took the book, opened it and read it carefully.

But the more he looked down, the more solemn his face became.

"This sutra is extensive and profound, and every time you make a breakthrough, you must go through a life of nine deaths, and if you are not careful, you will be wiped out in ashes.

"Even if it is Saint level, if you try to break through rashly, there is a risk of falling!"

"Besides, practicing this sutra requires devouring the souls of a large number of monsters, even divine beasts. If there are not enough resources, I am afraid it will be difficult to succeed!"

Looking at the various obscure words and pictures recorded in the book, Zhao Gongming couldn't help frowning.

Such exercises are not suitable for him at all.

But he has to admit that this exercise is not trivial!

"Thank you!"

Zhao Gongming nodded, and immediately turned to leave.

Kṣitigarbha spoke again.

"Ok?"

Zhao Gongming stopped in his tracks and raised his eyebrows.

Just listen to Kṣitigarbha speak slowly:

"In this battle, the poor monk has a slight upper hand. If the benefactor refuses to accept it, we can fight again."

"it is good!"

Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"In that case, let's fight again!"

Kṣitigarbha clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

On the other side, Zhao Gongming was grinning ferociously, with murderous intent in his eyes.

This time, no matter what price he pays, he will beat the opponent!

"Boom!"

Immediately, the two shot again.

This time, it was still the trick just now.

"Clang clang clang~".