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Chapter 823: Buddha

Eighty -twenty -three Buddhas (one more)

After all, the Master of the Mido is the leader of Buddhism. It is equivalent to the status of Taoist Yitian Yizi. The Ghost King Demon King naturally wants to give a little face.

Interesting, there is a bald head here, and there is also a bald head over there, haha, there is a look, bald donkeys are bald ... Ah, the Mido monk, offended and offended, I mean that bald donkey, but not

Say you. "

Zen Master Mado smiled slightly and didn't mind. He was already fat and big, fat and rolling, and he looked more kindly of mercy. Under the entrustment of a golden light, he fell in front of Hongfa and joined the Eleven Rites, "Amitabha, this, this, this

Master, the poor monk is polite. "

Hongfa was stunned, and he came out to descend the monster to catch ghosts, but how did you run out of a monk? At the moment, he had a gift and frowned. How to mix these monks in China with these monsters and devils, it really humiliated the dignity of my Buddha.

In my heart, I couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask this master's law name, since you believe in the Buddha, why do you allow these demons to be in front of you, and they are embarrassed with them.

Is it all over with the demon? "

Meado laughed kindly, "The poor monk's Fato is the abbot of the Jinguang Temple of Taisong Mountain. The confusion of the master's heart, I think you and I will understand naturally."

Hongfa snorted slightly, "Okay, please enlighten me first." The Zen stick in his hand, the golden ring on his head rang, and a golden light rose behind him. He turned into a hexagonal Falun shape on the top of his head.

Lin Chen was strange and could not help but say, "Why is this monk's Dharma so strange that it can condense Buddha Guang into a weapon.

On the side, Pingbozi couldn't understand, shook his head, "It's strange. Although the poor Tao didn't know much about the Buddhist things, he also knew one or two.

Best imprisonment, blocking, so that the Dharma that directly brightens the blade comes out, and I have never seen it before. "

"Hum, you don't know, so you don't know." A Qing Ling Ling's voice suddenly came from Lin Chen's shoulders.

Xiao Bai's bright eyes flickered and stared at the two and said, "Buddhism has Mahayana. At the time, Buddhism also introduced from the West into our Chinese soil, and Mahayana was the essence of the Chinese monks in ancient my country. A branch created by self -made, Mahayana pays attention to the self, to spend him, that is to say, those who believe in Buddhism can not only Purdue, but also have wisdom and power Purdue others. One is that they are unable to go to Purdue others, and the other is that they do not want to go to Purdue others, that is, the difference between Purdue sentient beings and self -cultivation. However Most of them passed through India to China and then passed to Japan, and they changed their beliefs with their beliefs. They have already tasted. The ingredients have greatly increased. In addition, the Japanese Buddha has taken the demon since ancient times as their mission, and it has rarely done in Purdue's hearts, so that their Buddhist power will have the murderous murderous. Dharma is completely attacking spells, and it can be turned into weapons anymore. "

Lin Chen smiled slightly, patted Xiaobai's head, and in his heart, Mao was open, and he was white. These Japanese monks were a group of people who killed them with the power that Grandpa gave them.

The people's understanding of the Buddha is different. The Chinese people are generous and gentle. After Buddhism was introduced into the Chinese country, it was naturally realized by the monks of the Chinese country.

In front of it, I don't need to say it by myself. But Mahayana, which is the original intention of the Buddha. This is hard to say, haha.

Pingbozi is full of flushing, and the head of a large denomination of himself has practiced for hundreds of years. Instead of knowledge, he is not as good as a small fairy. Hey, it seems that he has to learn more about the outside world.

It's.

In the face of Hongfa's body, the light with obvious murderous Buddha, shaking his head secretly, and then softly called, "Hui Jue, you come up."

Among the monks of Jinguang Temple, a little sand made a sound from the crowd and slowly flew over timidly.

Knowing what the abbot called himself to do in the past, he flew to the Mido a little nervously. He dare not see the Golden Light of the opposite side.

Meido laughed, "Wise, you can play, try the Buddha power with this master."

Hui Jue was shocked, scared at hand, hurriedly, "No, abbot, disciple ... the Diamond Sutra only cultivated to the third floor, the Buddha power is low, how could it be the opponent of the master?"

Meado said, "Hui Jue, how many of those Dharma scriptures in the temple can do it?"

Hui Jue replied nervously, "Yes, Back to the abbot," Diamond Sutra "," Amitabha Sutra "," Guanyin Sutra "," Da Tibetan Scriptures "," Miao Fa Lianhua Sutra ", the disciples can be memorized, but the disciples are just disciples, just disciples

Stupid, I can't participate in the supreme realm of these Buddhist scriptures. "

Mado asked again, "What do you do every day in the temple?"

Why did Hui Jue ask the abbot why he asked himself, but he still answered honestly, "The disciples are in the temple every day, they just eat, recite scriptures, meditate, clean the yard, sleep, and ..."

Mado smiled slightly, "Then you don't have to worry, just try to compare with this master, go."

Hui Jue was helpless. Since it was the abbot's order, he dare not violate the resistance, so he flew forward slowly, and the guest rushed to the other party with a great gift, which was extremely nervous.

, Junior ... offended. "

Hongfa's heart was burst into heart, and the beard was raised. Even if the other party looked down on people, there must be a limit. As the chief monk of Zen, he was the leader of a denomination.

I sent a little monk to try to try Buddhist power. This is no longer a light enemy, it is simply a naked insult.

Hongfa wants to get angry, and he doesn't want to lose his identity. He originally intended to send a disciple to play. You can think about it. He has lost two games on his own.

The bureau has been set, and there are four remains left. The opponent's masters have not been sent out. No matter how they can win another game.

Moreover, the Chinese people have always been weird. This fat monk sent this little monk will not make sense, there must be any weird.


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