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The calmness of Daojing monk surprised Chen Fei a little. However, Chen Fei didn't have
any fear. He took monk daokong and went into the foam grass Temple.
There are more than a dozen monks in the temple. Seeing Chen Fei coming in with monk
daokong, he can't help but stop his action. His face shows anger. He wants to rush up and
die with Chen Fei.
Chen Fei was relieved to see such a situation. This is the normal reaction. The monk of
Daojing, who is so indifferent and hospitable, seems very abnormal.
So if someone can attack the spirit of a warrior. It can be said that it is a very rare means
of attack, and it is no longer so difficult to win by the weak.
Even the warrior in the heaven level realm is not much stronger than ordinary people in
spirit. He is just a little more determined.
And the spiritual direction, the martial arts practice is much weaker, or can not practice,
also do not understand.
Even if the later strength is strong, the cultivation of the true yuan breath, can release the
body injury, but it is also an attack on the body.
Martial arts practitioners mainly focus on physical Qi and blood. A general attack is also a
physical collision.
Just now, he has confirmed that it is not a poison attack. Combined with the confused
feeling in his mind at the moment, Chen Fei suddenly thought of something, and suddenly
felt tight in his heart, "it's a spiritual attack, my spirit has been attacked."
At this time, Chen Fei was sure that something was wrong and he was attacked.
You know, let's not talk about Chen Fei as a warrior. Even if the general yellow level
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwarrior's body reaches a certain level, he will not feel dizzy and vomit without any
damage.
As a result, when his eyes touched the Buddha's eyes again, the feeling of being hit hard
came from his head. The feeling of dizziness became more obvious. For a moment, Chen
Fei felt a little vomit.
Then, he carefully looked up again and quickly glanced at the Buddha statue.
Shaking his head, Chen Fei was puzzled.
But Chen Fei knows that his body has not been hurt. The monk sitting opposite is still
drinking tea with a smile, and his expression has not changed at all.
Because, when Chen Fei's eyes looked at the Buddha's eyes, his head seemed to be
hammered by an invisible force, and the whole person suddenly became dizzy, and his
body shook involuntarily.
And this look, but let Chen Fei suddenly surprised.
Chen Fei was surprised by this situation. I couldn't help looking up at the statue of Buddha
and looking at it closely.
Before the feeling is not too tall Buddha, now in the smoke, as if to become a lot of tall.
That ferocious expression, also bright red up, as if the whole Buddha are alive in general.
In the smoke, Chen Fei looked at the Red Buddha.
The small teapot has added water twice. Slender sandalwood, also changed two. The
whole hall is quiet, only two people chatting voice, the air lingering light sandalwood
smoke, mixed with the aroma of tea, gently inhale, give people a different fragrance
experience.
In this way, half an hour passed.
Chen Fei is chatting with Daojing monk without a word, constantly observing each other's
expression, trying to find out what the other party's purpose is and why he is so polite to
himself.
Even Chen Fei put it beside him. The dying monk daokong didn't look at Daojing at all.
Seeing this, monk Daojing began to chat with Chen Fei about Buddhism and Buddhism. I'm
not in a hurry at all. I don't mean to be in a hurry at all.
Tea clear, with a light fragrance, but the taste is good.
So Chen Fei also took a cup and took a sip of tea.
Chen Fei took a sip of tea, and then he took a sip of it.
He took the initiative to pick up his own tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, "there are
no expensive things to treat guests, only some wild tea from our temple. Please forgive
me, Mr. Chen."
At this time, Daojing took a small yellow clay teapot and poured a cup of tea for Chen Fei
and himself.
"Master Daojing is right." Chen Fei nodded and said aloud.
Then he looked at Chen Fei and said with a smile, "Buddhism is boundless, and practice is
uncertain. We martial arts people don't need to pay attention to those vulgar rules.
Besides, practicing in front of Buddha statues is also an exercise of one's mind and spirit. "
Taoist monk laughed, then picked up a slender sandalwood, gently rubbed it, lit it and
inserted it into the incense burner.
Chen Fei took another look at the Red Buddha statue beside him and said in a voice, "the
mocao temple is extraordinary. It's in front of the Buddha statue in this great hall."
As a result, Daojing monk walked up to the demon like Buddha, but he didn't move on.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmInstead, he sat down at a small table in front of the Buddha and said to Chen Fei, "Mr.
Chen, please sit down."However, Chen Fei is not in a hurry to say anything. But continue
to follow Daojing monk.
But at the moment, the dizzy feeling in his mind became more and more obvious.
The expression on his face didn't show up. Chen Fei immediately ran Zhenyuan breath and
checked his body to make sure he wasn't poisoned.
Suddenly, Chen Fei's heart was shocked, and his eyes were a little fierce, "is this
poisoning, or other attacks?"
He couldn't help staring at the Buddha statue for a few more eyes. Suddenly, Chen Fei felt
that his spirit was in a trance, and the whole person felt a little dizzy.
At first glance, the statue of Buddha is not Buddha at all. On the contrary, it is similar to
the devil from hell in legend.
It's a red, angry, bloody Buddha.
The main hall is small in area, and a five or six meter high Buddha statue is worshipped in
the center. However, this Buddha is not Sakyamuni Buddha in most temples, nor is it a
Buddha familiar to Chen Fei such as Maitreya Buddha.
Ignoring these hateful eyes, Chen Fei came all the way to the hall.
For this point, when Chen Fei was still on tianwu mountain, he asked the old man if there
was any spiritual way to attack him.
As a result, even if the old man was a top-level expert, he kicked Chen Fei out. He also
said that if there was a spiritual attack, the old man would use it first, and it was his turn.
Chen Fei was very sorry to learn about the situation. But at the same time, I understand
that there are few or even no methods of spiritual cultivation and attack. In this case, it
has little influence on Chen Fei.
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