Fakong felt nothing strange about himself. His index finger and middle finger blocked the strength of the old monk Huiling's fist and could not be invaded. His strength increased greatly, and he actually stood firmly on the spot, even still having some strength left.

The two fingers are as strong as a sword.

The old monk Huiling was surprised: "The magical power of Vajra is indestructible?"

Fa Kong smiles.

Monk Huiling blinked his small eyes and said in surprise: "Abbott, you have already reached the fourth level of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art? You have glimpsed the real secrets."

"Uncle-Master has also practiced?"

"No." Monk Huiling waved his hand: "I will not suffer that crime. I will eat and drink well for the rest of my life. Why do I practice this!"

Fakong smiled and said: "Uncle Master, let's try again."

"Forget it, forget it, the fourth level of the indestructible power of Vajra..." Monk Huiling waved his hands hurriedly: "It's too frustrating to fight with you, I won't play anymore!"

He jumped out of the yard and landed back on the fourth floor of the Sutra Pavilion. He crossed his legs and closed his eyes as if falling asleep on the crossbar where the bell was ringing.

Fakong stared at his fingers thoughtfully, and suddenly touched the stone table next to him.

Silently, the index finger and middle finger were inserted, as if they were inserted into tofu.

Fa Kong retracted his fingers and smiled.

Sure enough, it was the physical body that changed.

It's a pity that I only have the index and middle fingers of my right hand. If it were the whole body, it would be able to roam the world.

When you encounter a first-level master, you don’t even have to hide, you can just push him across the way. That’s a lot of fun!

He thinks about the future and is fascinated by it.

After a while, you regain your energy and return to reality.

Now, you still have to be careful of the first-level masters, don't be attacked or surrounded by them.

He immediately thought of the believers.

If your guess is correct, then you have to develop followers.

If you can't say it, you have to show your magical powers and Buddhist mantras.

He suddenly reached into his arms, looked at the wordless Buddhist scriptures, and looked at the three prayers.

The clouds spread the rain spell.

These three prayers contain countless small characters, which are also prayers and are actually the true mystery of this mantra.

These prayers are intertwined together, forming strange movements.

Each prayer seems to contain a set of actions, so when I memorized it, it was moving. This movement should be a set of actions.

I haven't fully understood it yet.

If you understand and cast this cloud-causing rain spell, this is the real great magical power and great spell.

It not only relieves the suffering of the people, but also develops many believers.

The more believers there are, the more wishes there will be. If you realize their strong wishes, you should be able to gain merit, just like last time.

Thinking of this, his fear of the prayers disappeared, he regained his strong fighting spirit, and began to continue chewing on these prayers.

No matter how he researched it now, it was almost meaningless. He judged that a key thing was missing.
Chapter completed!