Amid everyone's surprise and speculation, Monk Ma opened his eyes and ended his visualization.
"Monk, what did you visualize?"
Zhu Xiucai couldn't restrain his curiosity and approached him with a bit of envy and asked.
Monk Ma put his hands together, recited Amitabha, and then said: "During my visualization, I saw Monk Daoming's past experience, and followed him to relive this experience."
Not to mention Zhu Xiucai, even Qin Shaoyou was amazed and turned to ask Brother Cui: "Is this considered a Kung Fu transfer?"
Cui Youyou thought about it seriously and said, "It should be counted, right? Moreover, the monk may not only have received the Buddha's light, but he may also be able to realize some magical powers in the future."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but be very envious of Monk Ma's experience.
During the visualization, Monk Ma simulated the life of Monk Daoming. Not only did he obtain the inheritance of Buddha nature and power, but he also had the experience of "being a human being in two lives", which will be of great help to his future practice and enlightenment.
There will be great benefits.
"The monk's current cultivation level is almost catching up with mine. Will he surpass me in the future? No, I have to practice more diligently. It would be so embarrassing if the monk overtakes me!"
Cui Yougui muttered in his heart.
How come he, Bai Zha Zhenjun, who is called the Great Heavenly Lord by the common people and rescues those in distress, does not have such good luck as Monk Ma, and meets a Taoist senior to teach him Qigong?
Just when Cui Yougui lamented that his luck was not good enough, Monk Ma came to Qin Shaoyou, bowed and said, "Sir, can you give me this Buddha relic left by Monk Daoming?"
Qin Shaoyou originally wanted to let Taoist Zeng Cong try to see if he could make this Buddha relic into a supernatural item, but now, he changed his mind.
Faced with Monk Ma's request, he nodded and said, "Since this thing is destined for you, then you can keep it. Monk Daoming taught you the practice, and he is your teacher. You take his Buddha relics with you.
Worshiping him day and night can be regarded as fulfilling the bond between master and disciple."
"Thank you, sir, for your help."
Monk Ma put his hands together, held the Buddha's relic in his palms, and bowed to Mr. Qin.
Afterwards, he came to the grave and chanted sutras for the monk Daoming and the victims who were buried inside to achieve salvation.
Along with the chanting, wisps of Buddha's light bloomed from Monk Ma's body and enveloped the bones in the grave.
Suddenly, everyone saw a shadowy figure floating out of the grave.
They are the ghosts of those victims.
Either the demons of the Black Lotus Sect haven't had time to enslave these ghosts, or they have been rescued.
The ghosts floated out of the grave pit and bowed and thanked Monk Ma and the red-clothed envoys.
Upon seeing this, the red-clothed envoys quickly straightened their clothes, solemnized their expressions, and returned the salute seriously.
Among this figure, everyone also saw a bald man wearing tattered monk robes.
It is Monk Daoming.
There was no sadness or grief on Monk Daoming's thin face, but a smile instead.
He saluted everyone, and although he did not open his mouth to make a sound, people seemed to hear him reciting Amitabha.
Then, under the leadership of Monk Daoming, these figures turned around and embarked on the road to the underworld.
Suddenly, everyone heard the not-so-pleasant voice of Monk Daoming, singing a little song in the night wind:
"I worship Buddha in the east and worship Buddha in the west. Where is the Buddha? You are looking for the Buddha, and he is looking for the Buddha. It is better to cultivate and become a Buddha yourself. I cultivate the Buddha, and he cultivates the Buddha. Who can achieve the true result? There are Buddhas and demons in the world. Who is the Buddha?
Demons are all caused by themselves. Doing good deeds becomes a Buddha, and having evil thoughts together becomes a demon. Being selfless and altruistic is a Buddha, and harming others and benefiting oneself becomes a demon. A pure mind will become a Buddha, and a pure mind will become a Buddha..."
After everyone heard this piece of music, some looked pensive, such as Cui Yougui, Cen Biqing and others; others looked confused, such as Gunshan Jun, who wholeheartedly pursues merit.
Monk Ma suddenly had a lot of insights in his heart. He put his hands together, chanted Amitabha, bowed and said, "Thank you Zen Master for your advice."
The light that bloomed from Monk Ma became brighter and more peaceful, illuminating the dark and gloomy road to the underworld for the souls of Monk Daoming and the victims.
Zhu Xiucai looked at his good partner, who had transformed like the golden Arhat in the temple. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and asked aloud: "Monk, are you trying to become a Buddha?"
Monk Ma shook his head, as if he was answering Zhu Xiucai's words, and as if he was making a great wish for himself: "Only when all sentient beings are saved can we realize Bodhi."
"Saving all sentient beings? As long as all sentient beings are still there, it will be difficult to save them all..."
Zhu Xiucai whispered softly.
Although he admired Monk Ma's ambition, he also felt sorry for it.
Because once Monk Ma makes this great wish, I am afraid that even if he reaches the realm of cultivation in the future, he will not be able to become a Buddha.
"It's fine."
Gunshan Jun ran to Zhu Xiucai's side at some point, stretched out his bear paw and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "Master Monk cannot become a Buddha, but I have hope of becoming a mountain god. When I become a mountain god, I will become a mountain god."
I will grant you a fair share of the land."
Zhu Xiucai glanced at him and said: "Wait until you become a mountain god, then you can say these words. Also, the mountain god and the land seem to be on the same level, right? You can at most ban some ghost missions, mountain patrol monsters or something. Moreover,
Even if a monk cannot become a Buddha, there is still hope for him to become an Arhat or a Bodhisattva, but is he not much more powerful than you, a little mountain god?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Lord Gunshan grinned, "Isn't Lord Taishan also a mountain god? If I can reach his level, I won't be any better than some Arhat or Bodhisattva?"
"Monarch Taishan? Although he is a god transformed from Mount Tai, can he be the same as an ordinary mountain god? You, an iron-eating beast, really dare to think so."
Zhu Xiucai was shocked by Gunshanjun's lofty goals.
Gunshanjun chuckled: "You always have to have dreams, what if one day they come true?"
"But that's not a dream, it's a daydream!" Zhu Xiucai rolled his eyes at Gunslinger and said angrily.
Immediately, he muttered in his heart: "Looking at the monk's appearance, it would be better not to call him a prostitute or a dance hall in the future. It's not that he is afraid of being polluted. He has a firm Buddhist heart. What he is afraid of is
He chants Buddha's name in those places and makes everyone's heart stop, so how can he have fun?"
Qin Shaoyou ignored the surprise and comments of several of his subordinates.
At this moment, he had recovered some vitality, and the red-clothed envoy who happened to be executing the execution also chopped the Black Lotus Bodhisattva into almost half pieces, leaving only one breath left to hang him up.
So he paused breathing and breathing, stood up and stepped forward, took the knife handed to him by the red-clothed messenger, and stabbed it into the exposed heart of the Black Lotus Bodhisattva with a 'pop'.
The blood energy turned into sword intent and surged out. Only a few muffled sounds of "Puff" were heard, and the heart was twisted into mud, causing the Black Lotus Sect Bodhisattva to scream and die.
The next moment, the soul of the Black Lotus Bodhisattva flew out of the corpse and fled towards the mountain in a hurry.
Naturally, Qin Shaoyou would not let him escape. He slapped the mandarin duck pot and shouted: "Come to my pot quickly!"
This Black Lotus Sect Bodhisattva should have cultivated the soul and transformed into a ghost, which is much stronger than the ghost of the newly deceased.
Not only did he stir up ghost energy to resist the temptation of Yuanyang Guo, he also opened his mouth and screamed in terror.
Perhaps because of the strong spirit, what he shouted was not nonsense, but human words:
"I don't want to go into your pot! That's not a pot, it's the Abi Hell and the Big Red Lotus Hell! I don't want to go to hell! I'm a Bodhisattva, I should go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and I should enjoy endless happiness..."