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Chapter 827: Suppressing Demons

The scene changed and returned to Qianfo Mountain and the main hall.

Monk Mingxin's pupils shrank slightly and he fell deeply into it, unable to extricate himself.

Master told him a story, a story that once really existed.

He used his own personal experience to warn Monk Mingxin that some things must be done personally and understood personally in order to get the answer.

No matter how many Buddhist scriptures there are, they are all empty.

If you want to truly save the world, you must walk out of the mountain gate and travel around the world.

Monk Mingxin's heart was racing and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, why did you..."

He wanted to ask, after you became a Buddha, why did you stay in Thousand Buddha Mountain and no longer go out to save the world?

The famine that year had such a huge impact on your state of mind, could it be that you just turned around and forgot about it?

"hehe."

The old monk smiled, waved his hand and said, "My talent is mediocre, and I have practiced for many years before reaching the level of the Great Emperor. After I was promoted, I discovered that it does not mean that reaching the level of the Great Emperor means you are truly free and can do whatever you want. You will suddenly be burdened with

There are many things on your body, these things tie you tightly and prevent you from using your fists and feet. Now, I am a person who is restrained..."

Hearing what the old monk said, Monk Mingxin frowned slightly.

He could vaguely detect something, but he couldn't understand it deeply.

Is it related to the way of heaven?

"I must guard this place and never leave even half a step. This is my responsibility and my obligation. Therefore, the important task of slaying demons, supporting justice, and bringing salvation to the world can only fall on your shoulders...

You are very lucky and have outstanding talent. You have reached the seven transformations of life and death early. In terms of time, my teacher can carry you for at least ten thousand years, but after ten thousand years, these important tasks will fall on your own shoulders."

Having said this, the old monk showed a bitter smile.

It was as if there were a lot of things that he wanted to say, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back again.

Monk Mingxin's eyes were a little dazed.

Immersed in it for a long time.

He thought hard and couldn't figure out the meaning of his master's words.

Is it possible that he really has something to hide?

It seems that since I can remember, Master has never left Thousand Buddha Mountain.

Never.

No matter what it is, no matter what the reason is, he will always be here to protect you.

There must be a deeper hidden secret in this!

"Mingxin, I asked you to come this time. Actually, I have other ideas."

The old monk's eyes flickered, "Logically speaking, my master has reached the pinnacle of this world. In the entire Qinglian world, there are only a handful of people who can compare with me, but I have already reached this level.

I still feel that I am very insignificant on the road to Buddhism."

"Small?"

When Monk Mingxin heard this, he was shocked physically and mentally.

Master has reached the top position in the world. Regarding Buddhism, no one dares to say that it is more profound than him. However, even so, Master's evaluation of his journey in Buddhism is "insignificant".

!

For Monk Mingxin, this is like something that he has always insisted on suddenly being crushed.

Is it true that reaching the level of Master is just insignificant?

How broad is the path to Buddhism?

"good."

The old monk smiled and said, "The more I practice as a teacher, the more clearly I can realize this. It is small, it is really small! I have always believed that Buddhism originated from our Qianfo Mountain, and our Qianfo Mountain has always passed down Buddhism.

Orthodox, but when I reached the Great Emperor, I realized how wrong I was!"

"The path of Buddhism is so profound that you and I can hardly imagine it. The orthodox inheritance I thought I had received is just a drop in the bucket. There must be a more profound path to Buddhism above me, and I am just a glimpse into it."

It was very difficult for the old monk to say these words.

He has reached this height. Logically speaking, he is even a representative of Buddhism.

Admitting one's own shortcomings is easy for ordinary people, but difficult for him.

Because, he is the symbol of Qianfo Mountain.

To admit one's own shortcomings is to admit the shortcomings of Qianfo Mountain.

"Master, I..."

Monk Mingxin was a little anxious and wanted to say something, but the old monk stopped him with his hand.

He chuckled, "I hope that in the future you can transcend the level of being a teacher, reach a higher realm, and explore more and more profound Buddhist ways. If that day comes, please burn the Buddhist scriptures for me in front of the tombstone."

"Yes, Master."

Monk Mingxin lowered his head deeply.

He learned a lot from this conversation.

For Buddhist disciples, if they want to achieve a breakthrough, the most important thing is "cause and effect."

They rely on cause and effect to absorb luck and become the Great Emperor.

Back then, Master was out doing disaster relief and rescuing people, and had been busy farming and farming for many years.

You must know that the master was capable of seven transformations of life and death back then. His strength was terrifying and he was an absolute giant.

Which strong person is willing to truly give up everything and do something like this that ordinary people would do?

Without a kind heart, it is absolutely impossible to let go of one's dignity.

"Ming Xin, your relationship with Ye Chen seems to be pretty good?"

The old monk suddenly spoke, an intriguing light flashed in his eyes.

Monk Mingxin also didn't understand why the master suddenly asked such a question.

He nodded, "Ye Chen is one of the few...good brothers I have."

Although the two have only known each other for a few years, they have been through life and death many times in the past few years.

Except when Monk Mingxin went out to slay demons, the two of them spent most of their time hanging out together, and there was a tendency for them to be assimilated to each other.

The monk Mingxin in the past was so simple, kind, and willing to sacrifice everything for his faith.

"Okay, since the two of you have never been against each other, then okay, keep it up."

The old monk grinned and nodded slightly.

Monk Mingxin was a little confused, but he still saluted respectfully, "I will follow Master's teachings."

After Monk Mingxin left the main hall, the old monk raised his eyes again, looked at the void, and murmured to himself, "Ye Chen has a huge secret that is enough to change this world. You are with him."

, maybe you can break through the current level and hit a higher level... As a teacher, I have been burdened with a huge mission in my life, so there is no hope, everything can only rely on you!"

These words slowly drifted into the clouds and mist.

boom!

At this moment, the ground shook violently, and a strong demonic energy came out from the cracks in the space, forming a sword light and slashing towards the old monk.

brush!

The old monk's eyes were sharp, his fingers poked like lightning, and a golden light suddenly appeared.

The sword light condensed by the demonic energy instantly dissipated.

"Old man, I have a hunch that that day is coming soon!"

"You have suppressed me for so many years. When I am born, I will tear your bones apart and skin you!"

"Not only that, I also want to kill all the bald donkeys in Qianfo Mountain and destroy all nine of your tribes!"

An unwilling roar came from the crack in space.

The evil spirit suddenly appeared and condensed violently.

"Hmph, if I don't die, you won't be able to come out. Just stay in the darkness and live an ignoble existence!"

The old monk worked hard and the Buddha's light shone brightly, repairing the cracks.

Everything returned to calm.

"Amitabha."

The old monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
Chapter completed!
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