Chapter 2146 Man is determined to conquer heaven and enlighten the holy monk

Wang Chao concentrated all his attention on his heart. In his mind, he could even see some tiny capillaries on his heart. These capillaries were slightly ruptured due to the violent explosion of his heart just now.

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Although these capillary ruptures are not harmful and will automatically recover after a period of time. But Wang Chao felt enlightened and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's no wonder that at the peak of your strength, you can't use your explosive power to hit an inch in the air. Your heart will beat violently. Sure enough, there will be slight damage. One or two times will be fine. But if you use it too much, the little will add up, and the internal injuries will accumulate. In your later years,

If the body wears out too much, it will collapse!"

Wang Chao closed his eyes and focused on every part of his body, feeling it carefully. Suddenly, he discovered that there were many tiny little points hidden among the muscles of his body.

His body is like the sky and the universe, and those small dots are like the stars in the sky. Some of these stars have strong light, and some have weak light. Wang Chao knows that they are all acupuncture points. The most sensitive ones are the most important.

The light is the strongest in the big hole.

"Break the void and see God!"

Wang Chao opened his eyes, narrow and bright, filled with endless joy, and murmured to himself.

Wang Chao stood up above the sea, standing with his hands behind his hands, his face full of confidence, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the mainland, looking at each other across the sea, his expression was faint, a bit ferocious and twisted, his eyes were full of

It was a cold light, with endless sharpness, and the voice had no warmth at all, like the ice of Jiuyou, chilling to the bones.

"Li Daoqing, I have also entered the highest realm of Chinese martial arts!"

"That doesn't mean anything. After drawing more than a dozen times, I only got the lottery once. This is already extremely bad luck!"

Li Daoqing didn't care what the two of them thought, he put down the lotus tube with satisfaction, reached out to hold Tang Zichen's jade hand, turned around and walked outside, leaving this Buddhist holy land, the pure land on earth.

This young monk is holding a string of dark and heavy rosary beads in his hand. The rosary beads are carved with exquisite patterns and are very heavy. The beads are rolling on the fingertips, making a low collision sound. There is a very magical sound in the turning sound of the rosary beads.

The effect can make people feel peaceful and peaceful.

"You don't have to worry about me!"

After a long time, the young monk picked up the stick put down by Li Daoqing, shook it casually, and a wooden stick flew out, with a sign indicating good luck and good luck.

"Congratulations to the holy monk for attaining the path to Bodhi and becoming the Tathagata of Enlightenment!"

Li Daoqing shook the tube of picks casually, and dozens of wooden picks inside kept rotating. As the speed and strength increased, a wooden pick flew out of the tube.

An old monk with white hair and beard looked at the lotus tube in the holy monk's hand, with a gentle expression and a smile, and asked curiously.

The young holy monk lowered his head and glanced at the lotus tube in his hand, put it aside and said with a smile.

Li Daoqing casually threw the wooden sign into the sign tube and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and looked at the person behind him. When this person appeared, Li Daoqing and Tang Zichen had already noticed it and did not take it to heart.

superior.

A wooden stick flew out, and the stick was drawn, and the stick was shaken.

After an unknown amount of time, the young holy monk slowly opened his clear eyes, his eyes were soft and solemn, he clasped his hands together, bowed his head and chanted.

“It’s true that I got the top lottery!”

"On the contrary, he finally got the top lottery!"

"You are also weird. Every time you draw the lower and lower numbers, your luck is really bad! If you didn't draw the upper and upper numbers in the end, I wonder how you ended up?"

"Infinite Life Buddha!"

Wang Chao's calves sank into the sea, and he stepped out towards the beach. He wanted to do something big, to build a grand stage for the decisive battle between him and Li Daoqing, a stage that the whole world could see.

He wants to ascend to the throne of the best player in the world under the spotlight of everyone.

Li Daoqing didn't bother to explore the identity of this young monk and said with a smile.

The wooden sign fell on the ground, and Li Daoqing bent down to pick it up. He looked at the signature and looked at it with a hint of amusement. It turned out to be a sign, which indicated that Li Daoqing was going to have a bloody disaster and a catastrophe.

"Just wait, we will definitely fight to the death on the grandest stage. I will defeat you in front of the whole world and become the best master in the world!"

"I'm afraid he will be restless again and cause trouble for me!"

Li Daoqing stared at the tube tightly, gritting his teeth in a frightening way, shaking his hand vigorously, and a wooden stick came out again. Li Daoqing picked it up, frowned, and signed it!

"Holy Monk!"

"Little monk, if you don't believe what you say, you must not disbelieve it!"

Li Daoqing was originally not involved with the young monk, but the young holy monk's kind reminder caught Li Daoqing's eyes, so he used people to conquer heaven, asked for fortune-telling, and enlightened the young monk.

Li Daoqing seemed to feel the strange gazes of the two people, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, twitching the corners of his mouth, narrowing his eyes slightly, and with a hint of seriousness, he once again threw in the lottery he had just shaken out.

The lotus tube shook vigorously again, and he was still making desperate explanations.

After that, Li Daoqing shook the stick in his hand again, and another wooden stick flew out. Before it hit the ground, Li Daoqing caught it. His eyes focused and he looked again, and there was another wooden stick, indicating an ominous sign.

Li Daoqing also looked aggrieved, shrugged his shoulders, looked up at the sky speechlessly, and sighed.

When everyone comes face to face with this young man, they will only notice his eyes and forget his appearance.

The old monk was puzzled and looked at the holy monk with a bit of confusion, wondering what the meaning of his words was.

"Get up, no need to be polite!"

Countless believers are chanting words, reciting scriptures, shaking prayer wheels, standing up and kneeling, kowtowing and devoutly believing. It is so spectacular that it makes people feel an inexplicable infection, leaving them with an empty mind, calmness and stability, and solemn silence.

"Snapped!"

"Man is determined to conquer nature. Didn't he change his fate in the end against nature? The lottery from the bottom to the bottom turned into the top of the lottery. That's enough!"

"A young monk is just a nobody. How can he be considered a great monk? Donor, you are praising me!"

“It’s better to place your signature!”

Li Daoqing and Tang Zichen walked among the crowd and followed the crowd into the Potala Palace. They looked at the magnificence and long-standing historical relics inside, nodding from time to time. They even saw a lottery tube in the main hall and took it out of curiosity.

stand up.

Li Daoqing's eyes became a little sharper, he gritted his teeth, his face was drooped, and he was very gloomy. He shook the lottery tube again. He still didn't believe in evil. He was a great master who only had his own way and showed himself to the world. How could he be so lucky?

Back, how is it possible?

Li Daoqing and Tang Zichen are both determined people. They do not believe in immortals and Buddhas. This is true for real martial arts practitioners. They only believe in their own martial arts. The martial arts will is as strong as gold and iron and cannot be shaken. Otherwise, their state of mind will deteriorate and their kung fu will deteriorate.

It's useless.

"I don't want to either, okay!"

Tang Zichen was slightly startled when he heard this, with a bit of sadness in his expression. He sighed, held Li Daoqing's big hand with his white and soft jade hands, and said firmly.

That's right, after being enlightened by a thought from Li Daoqing, the young holy monk has reached the spiritual state of the sincerity, not seeing or hearing, and avoiding danger. In Confucianism, this kind of spiritual cultivation is only the realm of sages. In Taoism,

Among them, they are called deities. In Buddhism, those who have achieved this state are the Tathagata of Enlightenment and the path to Bodhi.

Li Daoqing shook out wooden picks one after another. More than ten wooden picks were shaken out in a row, and each time the picks were drawn, it was strange.

A clear voice sounded deep in the heart of the young holy monk, and countless true meanings of Buddhism and Taoism emerged, making his eyes appear enlightened. He sat cross-legged, and countless mantras of the Tao sounded, filling the depths of his soul, and his soul was full of stability.

, the light of wisdom shines, countless insights come to mind, absorbed and digested, the soul and spirit continue to rise, and enter the unknown place, the soul shines brightly, and great joy, great wisdom, and great stability arise.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps. Several old monks came to stand behind the young monk, bowed respectfully, and said piously.

Li Daoqing muttered, remembering the embarrassing scene just now, and he couldn't control it. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to look at Tang Zichen, who had a joking look in his eyes, and quickly changed the topic.

The young monk turned around, still holding the lotus tube in his hand, and looked at the monks. He looked solemn, holy and majestic, and said softly.

This young man has a very high state of mind. He has overcome his ambition for fame and gain. He has a stable and peaceful state of mind. He does not seek externally and is satisfied with the stability and tranquility of his heart. He has quite the artistic conception of having a body like a bodhicitta and a mind like a mirror.

Tibetans are all devout Buddhists. As the pure land of Buddhism in the hearts of Tibetans, the Potala Palace has an extraordinary status. Countless believers come from far away, kneeling every three steps, prostrating every five steps, wearing thick national characteristics.

Clothes, the skin on the face is rough and dry, with a plateau red color, which is caused by long-term exposure to ultraviolet rays, and there is also a bluish-purple color on the forehead. He is holding a prayer wheel in his hand, which is constantly turning. There is a six-character Ming Dynasty in it.

For mantra scrolls, each rotation of the prayer wheel is equivalent to reciting the mantra once. The more you recite the mantra, the more you show your devotion to the Buddha, and you can escape the suffering of reincarnation.

"The worst case scenario is that I will appear as a saint in front of someone and just enlighten him directly!"

"But I don't agree. I only believe that my destiny is determined by me and not by God. Man can conquer God!"

Tang Zichen turned his head and took a look, with a funny look on his lips. With his cultivation level reaching the level of Li Daoqing, there would be no bloody disaster or signs of impending disaster.

"It was just an accident. This time I will definitely be able to draw one that will be signed!"

"Snapped!"

Tang Zichen and the young monk could no longer control their urge to laugh. They laughed loudly, which made Li Daoqing's face become extremely dark and gloomy. Two flames rose up in his eyes, burning fiercely and extremely vigorously.

Fortunately, both Tang Zichen and the young monk have extremely high spiritual realms and are very capable of controlling their emotions. They generally would not laugh out loud because of such trivial matters.

When Li Daoqing said these words, his aura changed drastically, and he became majestic and majestic. In the sky and on the earth, I am the only one who respects himself. What he respects is not his own self, but his true nature. If he realizes this nature, he can realize Bodhi and achieve the enlightened Buddhahood.

"The holy monk has a precious destiny, so he must have received the top lottery!"

"He has already left the army and needs to be responsible for his own choices!"

"How about it? I'll just say that my fate is up to me and not up to God, and man can conquer God. As expected, it's like I won the lottery!"

"A boy can be taught!"

The highest plateau in mainland China, the pure and holy Potala Palace, Li Daoqing and Tang Zichen traveled around the world, returned to China again, and came to the most sacred Pure Land Buddhist Kingdom on this plateau.

Tang Zichen rolled his eyes. It was true that Li Daoqing counted the little monk, but it was also true that he had bad luck. Originally, he only had to roll out and sign for the second time, but who knew that Li Daoqing was unlucky, and he had been shaken for more than ten times in a row.
To be continued...