Chapter 4239: Eighteen Arhats

Behind the middle-aged monk, the ancient temple, rippling with a large amount of Buddhism power, turned into a thick white mist that surged over the sky.
This middle-aged monk stood in front of the ancient temple, folded his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and said: "Two donors, please go back.
There are only monks and Buddhas here, not predestined people, so it is not suitable to come here. "
While speaking, the middle-aged monk had a dazzling buddha light blooming in his body, and every inch of his body was glowing. The terrifying Buddhism pressure, like hundreds of millions of sacred mountains, appeared in this space and time at the same time.
Both Lin Fei and Lin Tianjun felt their bodies sink and felt some pressure.
"Divine monk, Buddhism pays attention to people who are destined for Buddhism.
However, what is the standard for fate or not.
Difficulty, this standard, is judged by you so-called high monks?
In the eyes of you monks, those who are pleasing to the eye are destined, and those who are not pleasing to the eye are not destined.
In this way, Buddhism, isn't it, it becomes a Buddhism monopolized by you monks?
If outsiders are not favored by you, they will never have a relationship with the Buddha?
If there is such a person, in his heart, he is facing the Buddha.
However, if you are not favored by high-ranking monks like you, then, doesn't this mean that this person who has a Buddha's heart will never have a relationship with Buddhism? "
Lin Fei asked.
The middle-aged monk couldn't help being silent after hearing Lin Fei's words.
After a while, he slowly said: "If you have a destiny or not, it is determined by a certain kind of luck. It is really difficult to have any standard.
If we meet someone who is destined, we will naturally cross.
Fodu people are destined. "
"Hey, so to speak, Buddhism will always belong to you monks.
Good sentence, Fodu is destined.
That being the case, why do you say that all sentient beings are Purdue?
Who are these sentient beings? "
Lin Fei asked with a sneer.
"The donor is agile, smart, and wise.
It's just that the donor has no relationship with Buddhism, please go back. "
The middle-aged monk sighed.
"Huh, what's the fate?
The Buddha said that all beings are equal, and everyone has Buddha nature and can become a Buddha.
Is there any difference between me and you?
Get out of the way! "
Lin Fei's face sank.
"Amitabha.
Donor, your obsession is too heavy and you misinterpret the Buddha's will. Why bother.
Buddhism is a place where outsiders are not allowed to trespass, please go back. "
The middle-aged monk froze for a while, then put his hands together and said.
"If I want to break through!"
Lin Fei finally had no patience, and argued with the middle-aged monk, stepping forward.
Cang! A war knife flew out of Lin Fei's body and slashed directly forward, blaring and snorting.
"Amitabha.
Donor, why bother? "
The middle-aged monk chanted the Buddha's title, and then suddenly raised his head, his eyes shot two compelling rays of light.
Rumble...The sky and the earth shook violently, like infinite lightning resonance, and there was an infinite light on Mount Xumi. The power of Buddhism faith swept like a vast ocean, and thousands of silver waterfalls fell down. This is the power of thought. ocean! Belief is as powerful as the sea and as a knife, surging and surging, sacred and majestic, sacred and majestic, and strikes forward.
"Bald donkey, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
Lin Fei roared, his clothes bulged and his hair flying, raised the sword in his hand and slashed forward.
You know, this battle sword is a magic weapon left by the Chaos God, although Lin Fei knows that he still has no way to use all the power of this battle sword, but it has already been able to stimulate some of its power. Up.
With the power displayed, no small glimpse is allowed, murderous, fierce and domineering, wherever the sword passes, billions of swords bloom, rumbling, and the time and space of slashing is surging.
boom! With a violent tremor, the ocean of faith in front was blocked and blocked the way, and the supreme power of the sword was pushed forward more than ten miles, but it was also dissolved.
With the last loud bang, the thunder blasted through the sky and the earth broke. Lin Fei took a few large steps back, and the infinite power of faith that had surged over also disappeared.
Lin Fei couldn't help but breathe in the air. The strength of this middle-aged monk was terrifying.
Actually, he can retreat in one move.
Of course, this is also the result of Lin Fei underestimating the enemy.
No matter how Lin Fei wanted to, in this wilderness, he would meet a monk with such a terrifying strength.
"Master, you don't need to do anything personally.
Let's deal with this great demon from outside! "
Suddenly, there was a loud roar.
then.
Beside the middle-aged monk, eighteen arhats appeared in succession, each of which was shining golden, and the whole body was golden, as if made of gold. The Buddha's light was ringed behind his head, and each treasure was solemn.
An Arhat in the center, wearing a robe, with the sun, moon and stars on it, was shaking. His eyebrows were white, his face was wrinkled, and he looked at Lin Fei indifferently.
"It turned out to be Eighteen Arhats.
You so-called high-ranking monks, all of you are bandits who occupy the mountain as the king. "
Lin Fei sneered.
"Presumptuous! The Pure Land of Buddhism, how can you allow you, an evil demon, to come and taunt you."
An Arhat roared.
After listening to Lin Fei's words, all the arhats can no longer be calm. For so many years, who has dared to speak like this? What is Mount Xumi?
! "Don't retreat quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for slaying demons!"
The white-browed Lohan yelled.
The old monk said flatly.
"Hmph, it's a Buddha or a devil, do you forget it! I think my father is the Buddha, and you big bad guys are the demons! Dad, hold them up!"
Lin Tianjun was very excited when he watched beside him, and he was not afraid of the big things, so he shouted.
"Alas?
This child is quite extraordinary..." The middle-aged monk suddenly noticed Lin Tianjun and couldn't help but shake his whole body. He stared at Lin Tianjun and looked up and down.
"In this case, there is nothing to say, let's have a fight!"
Lin Fei yelled, the sword in his hand, shining brightly, zoomed in and cut it forward.
Suddenly, the mighty and dazzling blade light, like a deep sea like a sea, swept forward, like a blazing ocean, flooding the sky forward.
The sword tore through the world and zoomed in like a mountain, the whole body was crystal clear, blooming with brilliant colors, pressed down, and with an endless sword intent, it cut at the eighteen arhats.
"Buddhism has the virtue of good living, but since you are a demon and disrupt Foshan, you have to use swords and soldiers to suppress it."
The white-browed Arhat roared, and then all the eighteen Arhats moved, each emitting infinite Buddha light, pulling the infinite power of faith against Lin Fei.
This was a big collision. Lin Fei displayed the Secret Technique of Knife Dao and the Law of Reincarnation, and he kept arranging large formations one after another to suppress them.
However, the eighteen arhats are also very powerful, each with their own secret skills, and, with the help of the infinite belief power of this Mount Xume, the combat power is very terrible.
Lin Fei tried his best to attack forward, but, time after time, he was hit back and couldn't attack forward.