Chapter 1910: The Teacher’s Sword

After speaking these words, Little Monk Zen Xin no longer paid attention to Guo Dacheng and the others, but turned around, fumbled out a Demon Bucking Mortar and pestle from his body, and slowly walked towards the man with the eagle hooked nose.

Before he got close, the man with the hawkish nose had already sensed the little monk Zen Xin walking towards him, his face could not help but have some small doubts and puzzles, he looked up and down at the little monk Zen Xin, with a touch on his face evidently, when Zen Xin was still four or five paces away from him, the hawkish nose finally opened his mouth, and said coldly, ''Little monk, even though you are the reincarnation of the monk, but your spiritual wisdom has not been opened. , but your spiritual wisdom has not been opened, with your current Buddhist cultivation, you are not a match for the old man at all, are you not afraid of death?"

Zen heart little monk holding the pestle and mortar in his hand, his face is not sad, not happy, off the top of his head: "Always phase into each other, birth and death successively, birth and death, birth and death, such as spinning wheel of fire, there is no rest. What does the little monk have to fear? However, you have created such sins of killing, charcoal living beings, after death will go to the infernal hell, you should be very afraid of death, right?"

Eagle Hook Nose sneered, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and like a magic trick he felt out a division sword from his body, a short sword made of brass, with a blunt blade, an oval front end, and a hilt strung with copper coins or a small iron ring, a rather strange shape. The shape was somewhere between a dharma sword and a kitchen knife, and it was engraved with the holy name of Taishang Laojun.

This division knife is short and compact, not only can kill people but also can restrain demonic and evil things, there is a layer of rich baleful gas lingering on the knife, cutting on the person not only can't withstand the body, even the soul will be damaged, and even the soul will fly away, to be able to come up with this kind of sinister magic weapon, it proves that this person has a vicious mind and is bad to the extreme, and after killing the person, even his soul will not be allowed to rest in peace.

This side of the Zen heart little monk has long used the power of thought to strengthen the hands of the pestle, this pestle is the vajra pestle, the Tibetan transliteration of the Prabhupada pestle, also known as the karmic pestle, is a kind of magic weapon in Tibetan Buddhism, the original is also belong to a kind of ancient Indian weapons, is now cited by the Buddhism as one of the magic weapons. One end of the mortar and pestle, the other end of the three-pronged with the shape of the tip, the middle section has three Buddha's head for the handle, a smile, an angry, a scolding. This weapon is usually used by Buddhist tantric sects to subdue demons and grudges, which means that it has great power.

Zen heart little monk is the reincarnation of the monk, body do not know the accumulation of several lifetimes of Buddhist cultivation, although the spirit is not open, the bottom is deep, this pestle and mortar was held in his hands, that the middle of the three statues of the Buddha as if they want to come to life, there is a steady stream of Buddha's light from the pestle and mortar above inspired by the monk Zen heart little monk shrouded in a light golden halo.

First of all, it was the hawk-hooked nose, in the zen heart little monk with the power of thought just put on the pestle and mortar above, that hawk-hooked nose swung the master knife towards the zen heart little monk's head cut down.

This teacher knife do not know how many people's blood, heavy aura, coupled with this eagle hook nose cultivation is profound, will also be its spiritual energy into the teacher knife above, once waved up, is a black aura filled, just a moment to break through the Zen heart little monk with the pestle and mortar support of the golden halo, Zen heart little monk body slightly flickered, avoided the teacher knife, almost close to their noses, from the teacher knife came from a A cold and gloomy feeling, and let the Zen Heart Little Monk who was so pampered and honored could not help but break out in a cold sweat.