I'm really just a juggler.

Chapter 467: Self-destruction and infatuation

Is this something a human can say?

Listen, what are you saying?

From the beginning to the end, the only methods Bu Chen revealed on the surface were those two.

One is the Blood Sword Technique, and the other is the Proud Golden Body.

Bu Chen felt that the Blood Sword Technique would not be very attractive to monks.

As for the Proud Golden Body, that is different.

Currently, there are only a few types of body-building exercises that enjoy great reputation in the five domains.

Among them, the Western Desert Buddhist Realm accounts for three types.

The six-foot-tall golden body is the physical supernatural power that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Emperor was born with. Later, it evolved into a physical training method that can be cultivated after birth.

The abandoned corpse golden body, this kind of body-refining technique is actually earlier than the 10-foot-tall golden body of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Emperor.

It has been passed down from ancient times to the present day, and except for the first Shiqi Buddha, no one has ever been able to practice this body-refining technique to its peak.

When I first had the dream, I was cultivating the Abandoned Corpse Golden Body.

Thinking back to how difficult Le Meng was, you already know how attractive this type of body-building technique is.

The last one is not as good as the first two body-building exercises.

Buddha's Golden Body was inspired by the six-foot-tall golden body and was composed by an old monk before his death.

This Buddha's Golden Body can only be ranked last among all the body-refining techniques.

If there is a rigid standard, it is to take a step forward to reach the emperor level and take a step back to the king level.

It is definitely a half-step emperor-level martial art.

And now, another method of body training has appeared in himself, which is so consistent with the image of Buddhism.

After figuring this out, Bu Chen knew why he was so kind-hearted just now.

"Good fellow, old bald donkey, although I have long experienced your shamelessness, but today you have reached a new height."

After a pause, he continued:

"Saying you are shameless is an insult to your face."

These words made the monk, who was in a good mood before, suddenly very angry.

This was not the end yet, Bu Chen continued: "Judging from the aura on you, you should have just broken through the Divine Ability Realm not long ago, oh, that is what you call the Vajra Realm."

"You're so old, why can't you just stay at home? Why do you have to come to the secret realm to look for opportunities?"

"Come on, you're still so useless. It's been a long time since you came in, but you're still at the same level as when you came in."

"Do you know what realm I was in when I came in? Golden Elixir, do you know what a Golden Elixir is? It's Veda. But what about now? After I get out, I will be able to transcend the tribulation and become a true supernatural power realm."

This barrage of advice made the monk move to Bengbu.

"This is impossible. How could you have cultivated to this level in just over two years?"

Bu Chen's words were like steel thorns, constantly piercing his body and he couldn't avoid them.

Although his comprehension of the swastika handprint far exceeded that of his peers, his realm was very difficult to describe.

Among people of the same generation, everyone is in a high position, receives a lot of worship, and makes rapid progress in spiritual practice.

As for him, he wasted his entire life and only broke through the Vajra Realm before his death, which allowed him to continue living in the world.

Bu Chen sneered: "Impossible, there are many things you think are impossible."

The monk's eyes were red, and he threw away his Zen staff, and a large swastika handprint came towards Bu Chen.

Bu Chen was shocked when he saw the bald donkey throw away all the weapons in his hands. He was said to have lost his mind.

No wonder he has only reached the Vajra Realm after practicing for so long. With this kind of mentality, it would be a miracle if he could break through.

However, in this situation, Bu Chen did not choose to confront him head-on.

He turned around and ran without any hesitation.

"You evil creature, stop right there before the Buddha. Let the Buddha slap you to death with one palm."

Bu Chen was so angry that he laughed: "Am I an idiot? Why are you still standing there? Why don't you slap yourself to death? How dare you live like this?"

When the monk heard this, he was furious at first, but then he felt that what the evil creature said made sense.

After living for such a long time, he has only cultivated to the Vajra Realm. How can he have the face to live in this world?

At this moment, he thought of his past.

He grew up in a Buddhist land and was determined to become a Buddha.

But reality gave him a loud slap in the face. No matter how he practiced, he could not compare to his other brothers.

After several years of practice, the others have become monks.

Even those with a little more talent have become protectors.

As for him, he had just felt the power of the incense and embarked on the path of cultivation.

As time went by, his realm was also growing at an extremely slow pace.

And his horizons gradually broadened.

The geniuses he thought of before were nothing compared to the real geniuses.

He had experienced a turmoil, and during that turmoil he did not dare to make any unusual moves.

This turmoil involved so many people and lasted so long that I have completely forgotten when it started or when it ended.

When he found out, he only knew that the turmoil was ended by a woman.

People call him the Great Emperor Lingming.

Only after the turmoil was over did he dare to come out of his cramped living quarters.

At this time, he was already a monk at the host level.

In any temple in human territory, he can be regarded as a supreme being.

He did the same. After practicing for so long, he had to enjoy himself.

However, an opportunity allowed him to meet the Great Emperor Lingming.

Although it was just a glimpse and the figure was blurry, it left a deep impression in his heart.

Another thought arose in his mind, that is, he should continue to practice and not end his life like this.

Soon, he successfully broke through to the Vedic realm.

This gave him the illusion that he was fine, and he didn't even think about how many years he had stayed in the host realm.

And the relaxed state of mind he had before was the key to his breakthrough.

After that, every time he was about to die, he would break through and continue to survive.

Now, thinking about these things, I will just keep practicing throughout my life.

The happiest time for him was when he was young, knew nothing and had no worries.

Also, during the years he was the host, he didn't have to worry about the issue of his approaching death.

Perhaps, he was never suitable for cultivation, and this was just the wrong path he took in his life.

There was no more rage in the monk's eyes, only peace in his heart.

Greed, jealousy, resentment and other emotions disappear in my love for you, and all that remains is kindness.

Bu Chen looked at the monk's actions and didn't understand what was going on.

Or does he have some trap?

"Namo Amitabha!"

A golden light rose from behind the monk.

This golden light was even more massive, grand, and long-lasting than the aura that had emanated from the monk before.

"My Dharma name is Chixin. Today, after hearing what you said, I was enlightened. All the things I have done before were just my foolishness. I think this Dharma name given by my master should have the effect of awakening me."

"Good! Good!"

After the foolish monk finished speaking, he closed his eyes and died completely.

Is this... is this Nirvana?

Bu Chen was a little bit unbelievable.