Chapter 109 The third-grade Arhat was actually injured?
"Senior brother, junior brother is here to help you time..."
The young novice took out a stick of incense from somewhere, lit it, and stuck it in the soil beside the mountain path.
The mountain breeze suddenly blew, and the incense stick burned a few minutes faster.
"Half a stick of incense will be gone soon. Use your skills as soon as possible to avoid saying that the poor monk didn't give you a chance."
Huikong said calmly.
The young monk gloated: "Donor, I advise you not to waste your time and just admit defeat."
Li Nuo still had a faint smile on his lips, and he took out the [Bodhi Bead] and put it on his hand.
Of course, this movement was done very covertly, with both hands behind the back. These monks didn't have clairvoyance, so they naturally couldn't see Li Nuo's small movements.
Li Nuo's move actually involved gambling, but he always believed that his chances of winning were very high.
What does [Bodhi Pearl] represent? As the abbot of Xiangguo Temple and a dignified third-grade Arhat, how can he not understand? He will never let it go.
Of course, if the old abbot really wanted to see his joke... Li Nuo wouldn't mind using the [Sword Talisman] to demolish this ruined temple.
As for the consequences?
What could be the consequences?
When Jiu Jianxian left Yuzhou Winery, he once said to him that if he comes to Chang'an, just drink with him. The implication is that I have a bad temper with my elder brother. If you come to Chang'an, I will protect you!
If this second-level Taoist sect leader is sacrificed, I don’t believe that the old abbot will not give him face!
Of course, this is the worst case scenario.
Once it reaches this point, both sides will lose and no one will gain.
Seeing Li Nuo standing so calmly, saying nothing and making no movements, the two monks, one large and one small, looked confused on their faces.
The young novice monk had failed to cultivate his Qi, so he immediately jumped out and asked, "Donor Li, are you trying to cheat? The young monk warns you that the oath has been fulfilled, and if you cheat, you will suffer the wrath of the Buddha."
"What's the rush? The incense hasn't been burned yet. Just wait..."
Li Nuo glanced at the little novice monk lightly.
"Humph, there must be nothing we can do. When the time comes, let's see how you cry!"
The little novice monk's throat was red and his airway was rough.
"We'll see."
Li Nuo smiled lightly.
As he expected, when the incense burned to a quarter, the little novice's face suddenly changed, and deep fear flashed in his eyes.
The abbot sent him a message!
He did not dare to look at the two senior brothers Huikong and Huijing. He only bowed to Li Nuo and said with a trembling voice: "Donor Li, please come inside. The abbot invites you..."
"Hahaha. You two mages, you lose. Remember, no matter what occasion you meet me, you must bow to me as a junior."
Li Nuo laughed and crossed the threshold, then paused, turned around and said, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and salute? Otherwise the wrath of the Buddha will burn on you!"
The two monks Huikong and Huijing looked shocked.
They didn't even think about it. They were obviously guaranteed to win, but in the blink of an eye they were completely defeated?
How did this donor Li do it?
But at this point, they could only accept defeat.
Otherwise, if the shrine is covered in dust, the loss will be even greater.
Gritting their teeth, the two of them saluted and said good-bye. They were about to leave quickly to avoid being laughed at again, but Li Nuo stepped forward and said, "Hey, my bald nephew, go outside and play in the mud by yourself. Uncle, I
I won’t play with you anymore, and I’m going to talk to your abbot about Buddhism and scriptures.”
The two monks were so ashamed that they covered their sleeves and left quickly.
Li Nuo went to a Zen monastery in the back mountain.
The young novice monk pointed at the monastery and said with fear: "The abbot is inside, and the young monk will not go in. Donor, please help yourself."
"Thank you, young monk, for leading the way."
Li Nuo carelessly put his hand on the little novice's shoulder to thank him, which made the little novice tremble all over and almost kneel down.
Li Nuo glanced at it and then went to knock on the door.
As if he had been granted amnesty, the young novice hurriedly turned around and fled.
So scary!
From now on, it is better to get less involved in these things, let alone look down upon others. The right way is to eat more fasting, chant sutras and stabilize the Buddha's mind.
After this incident, the little novice monk can be regarded as returning to the right path from the crooked path.
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
"Donor, please come in."
The decaying wooden door opened without any wind, and an old voice came out.
Li Nuo stepped in.
This Zen room is very simple.
There is a bed, a green lamp, a table with two or three volumes of scriptures and a wooden fish on the table. There are two futons in front of the table. Other than that, there is nothing else.
A kind-hearted old monk sat on the couch, looked at Li Nuo kindly, and asked: "Donor, please sit down. I wonder why the benefactor wants to see the old monk?"
Li Nuo took his seat generously and said bluntly: "Abbott, I'm looking for a great monk, seven feet tall, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, about..."
Li Nuo described the appearance of the great monk who offered medicine in detail.
The old monk shook his head when he heard this and said, "Donor, there is no such monk as you mentioned in Xiangguo Temple."
"No? It's impossible..."
Li Nuo was greatly surprised.
The old monk asked: "Could he be a disciple of Tantric Buddhism?"
Li Nuo said decisively: "It's impossible. The style of the monk's robe he wears is completely different from that of a tantric lama. I can't mistake this."
The robes of Buddhist monks in Lingshan are mainly green, gray and gold, while the robes of Tantric monks are dark red, and they are dressed like a groom.
Old monk: "I don't know about that, maybe that person is a traveling monk from somewhere else..."
In addition to Xiangguo Temple and Lingyin Temple, there are naturally other wandering monks.
Since he is not a monk from Xiangguo Temple, it means that there is something very wrong with that guy’s origins!
Li Nuo nodded: "It's very possible. Please forgive me for disturbing the abbot's practice today."
The old monk looked at the beads on Li Nuo's wrist and said, "Donor, I wonder where you got this string of beads on your hand?"
Hey, the old monk finally couldn't hold it back.
Li Nuo was secretly happy.
I thought this old monk could resist asking.
He played with the beads and recalled: "This was given to me by a senior. He said that the beads were obtained from Xiangguo Temple. I came today and it happened to be returned to the original owner."
With that said, Li Nuo took off his Buddhist beads, put them on the table, and pushed them in front of the old monk. He moved cleanly and showed no nostalgia for the [Bodhi beads], which are the most precious thing in Buddhism.
The corners of the old monk's mouth twitched unnaturally, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
It's a pity that he practices Buddhist Zen, not Tianji Dao, otherwise he would be able to see through Li Nuo's thoughts at a glance.
Of course, Li Nuo would not be so stupid as to spit out the meat and give it back to others.
He is not the Bodhisattva Buddha who saves the suffering and cuts off his flesh to feed to eagles.
His heart is like a mirror.
The old monk cannot take back this Bodhi Bead.
If he dares to take it back today, the demon monk will surely come to kill him tomorrow!
hey-hey.
This is not something that can be taken away by just saying, "The poor monk is destined to have this thing."
It depends on the owner to beat a dog...ah!
He is not a dog!
All in all, if the monk wants to get back the wandering beads, he must pay the same price.
However, this time Li Nuo miscalculated.
Although Xiangguo Temple is extremely rich, and this old monk is a dignified third-grade Arhat, he is really poor...
Chapter completed!