With the force of his palm on his body, Qin Xuan remained motionless, as if the breeze was blowing over the hills. However, Mo Qinglian behind him could not bear the aftermath and was almost injured internally.
The monk's heart trembled, his sleeves danced wildly, and the second palm suddenly struck out.
A faint chill flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, as if some ancient beast was awakening in his body.
"Junior Brother Zhikong!"
Suddenly, a faint shout came from in front of the mountain gate, causing the monk's expression to change slightly.
The palm turned into clouds and smoke in an instant. The monk closed his hands in front of his chest, clasped his hands together, turned around and looked.
"Senior Brother Zhiyu!"
Mo Qinglian was shocked and horrified by the ease of retracting and releasing her weight.
Is this the monk of Puluo Temple? Any one can achieve such a state.
A monk who looked about thirty years old walked out slowly. He nodded slightly to Zhikong, "Step back!"
Zhikong had no expression on his face and walked towards the temple without any hesitation.
Zhiyu's eyes fell on Qin Xuan. After seeing the staff at Qin Xuan's feet, he shook his head slightly and said, "Donor Qin, I will treat you with admiration after three days of separation. Congratulations to the benefactor on your great improvement in strength."
He had watched the battle between Qin Xuan and Hai Qing following Xiao Wu in the Sea of Still Water.
That battle shocked his Buddhist heart.
Unexpectedly, he would see Master Qin again just a short time later. Not only that, his strength had become even more unfathomable.
Qin Xuan glanced at the monk lightly, "I'm here to see Xiao Wu, can't I get in?"
Zhiyu smiled and said, "Xiao Wu has not broken up with the worldly relationship yet, so he is not considered a member of the temple, so of course it can be seen!"
"But please forgive me, the donor. Puluo Temple has its own rules. Non-monks of this temple are not allowed to enter."
Qin Xuan chuckled lightly, "Since we are practicing Buddhism, where are the rules? Ridiculous!"
After finishing his words, Zhiyu could not help but be slightly startled, his eyes were lost in thought, as if he was in Zen.
After a few minutes, Zhiyu suddenly woke up and quickly saluted: "Thank you so much, donor!"
His Buddha heart was trembling and he felt it.
Master Qin's simple words made him advance slightly further.
Since one is cultivating Buddha and has nothing in his heart, how can there be any rules? These rules are not set for outsiders at all, but they imprison themselves within the rules.
He suddenly understood why the Great Heavenly Society established this rule twenty years ago. All the time, the monks in the temple thought it was for outsiders, but they never thought that this rule was actually established for them.
Qin Xuan didn't care. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the clouds and mist above and the mountain tops in the incomprehensible clouds and mist.
A figure was standing, as if it had suddenly jumped down from the top of the mountain.
The Buddha's robes rose and fell, and an old monk suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people.
The old monk was in front of the mountain gate, but he didn't make a sound. There was not even a trace of dust in front of the mountain gate, as if it was falling like a feather.
"The donor is laughing." The old monk, whose thin Buddhist robes did not show any wrinkles, gave a salute, shook his head and said: "Such a simple truth, I wish you fifteen brothers, but none of you understand it."
After saying that, he shook his head and sighed, ignoring Zhiyu's slightly ashamed expression, and turned to look at Qin Xuan.
"The donor stepped on my magic wand!" The old monk raised his head and said with a smile.
Qin Xuan was unmoved, even though he knew that the old monk in front of him was already an innate strong man. Not only that, the strength of this old monk was even higher than Ning Ziyang.
Seeing that Qin Xuan was unmoved, the old monk shook his head and did not mention the matter again, "The donor said, since we practice Buddhism, how can we follow the rules? Then why does the Buddha have five precepts for lay people, six types of precepts, eight precepts and many other precepts?
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Qin Xuan laughed dumbly, looked at the old monk and said, "Are you going to fight me in Zen?"
"This disciple of mine has lost face with the benefactor, and I have to find my way back, otherwise my face will not look good!" the old monk said with a half-smile.
Zhiyu looked at his master in astonishment, with a puzzled look on his face.
Qin Xuan smiled, "Interesting, your practice of Buddhism was not in vain!"
Lao Na was neither shy nor angry, quietly waiting for Qin Xuan's answer.
"Because the Buddha is afraid that there are too many people in the world, the Buddha is afraid that his disciples will get lost, so he sets up precepts." Qin Xuan said with a smile.
Is Buddha afraid?
The old monk's pupils trembled slightly, and he saluted: "The donor is really talented."
Qin Xuan sneered. He is a genius. In his eyes, Buddha is also a human being. If people are afraid, Buddha will naturally do the same. However, the Buddha doesn't say it and his disciples don't know it. Therefore, everyone in the world thinks that Buddha has no fear.
Qin Xuan doesn't understand Buddhism and has read some Buddhist scriptures, but compared to this old monk, he has not read as much and has a thorough understanding.
But why should he understand? Those Buddhas in the Western Heavens in the immortal world are much more vivid than the Buddhist scriptures.
"I never thought that the donor would have such understanding, so I could only ask the donor again with a shameless face." The old monk raised his head and asked with a smile, "The donor said that the Buddha would be afraid. I think that the Buddha is almost omnipotent. Since there is no
If you can't do it, how can you be afraid?"
Qin Xuan sneered and asked instead, "If you are really omnipotent, how can you be afraid?"
Even he would not dare to say that he is omnipotent, let alone those bald men who chant mercy all the time.
The old man was startled and said with a smile: "The donor is a great talent!"
Qin Xuan was already impatient. He came to see Xiao Wu, not to fight Zen with this old monk.
The old monk naturally saw it, so he didn't say anything. Instead, he waved his Buddhist robe and said with a smile: "Donor, please, there is a benefactor in Puluo Temple, and the peppermint will shine!"
He looks less like a divine monk who has practiced Zen for more than a hundred years, and more like a restaurant owner in the market.
Qin Xuan then jumped off the scepter and strode into the temple with Mo Qinglian.
As for Zhiyu, he was already stunned.
He didn't understand why the usually solemn and solemn master suddenly became like this today.
The old monk looked at his stupid disciple, shook his head and sighed. He pointed at Zhiyu and said slowly: "Zhiyu, you have been practicing Buddhism for forty-three years, right?"
Zhiyu followed respectfully, nodded and said, "Since I first read the sutra at the age of three, Zhiyu has indeed been practicing Buddhism for forty-three years."
"Then do you know what Buddha is?" the old monk asked.
"What is Buddha?" Zhiyu was startled. There are many Buddhas in the Buddhist scriptures, such as Tathagata, Buddha, Enlightenment, Sufficient Practitioners, etc... Now comes the question, what is Buddha?
Zhiyu was stunned, standing in front of the mountain gate, his face full of confusion, thinking hard.
When the old monk saw it, he sighed deeply, shook his head and walked into the temple.
Under the leadership of the old monk, they walked to a house. The inside of the house was still shabby. It could not be more shabby. It was probably raining heavier inside the house than outside on a rainy day.
Mo Qinglian sat awkwardly on a worn-out stool with a slightly weird look on her face.
"My two disciples have made the donor laugh!" The old monk shook his head and said sadly: "I haven't introduced myself yet. I am in the lower heaven of Puluo Temple. I have heard from the sky."
"Linhai, Qin Changqing!" Qin Xuan said calmly.
"It turns out that the benefactor is Master Linhai Qin. I am so polite." The sorrow on the old monk's face disappeared and he smiled and said: "My disciple An Ning was fortunately saved by the benefactor. The benefactor is really a kind person."
Hearing this sentence, Mo Qinglian felt even more awkward. A kind person... In order to save your disciple, Qin Xuan killed six great masters. Is this considered kind? Mo Qinglian glanced speechlessly.
This smiling old monk.
Qin Xuan raised his head and glanced at Kong Wen, "I'm here to see Xiao Wu."
"Xiao Wu...is not at Puluo Temple, but took Lao Na's two nephews to the Xiao family in the south." Lao Na said slowly.
"As expected!" Qin Xuan sighed. He didn't sense Xiao Wu's aura, so he already expected that Xiao Wu would not be in the temple. He stood up and walked outside the house, "In that case, farewell!"
"Donor, please stay!" the old monk called quickly.
"Is something wrong?" Qin Xuan turned around.
"Since the donor is already here, why not talk to me about it?" Kong Wen looked at Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan stared at the old monk. After a few seconds, he smiled lightly and said: "Okay, then I will talk to you!"
Just as Kong Wen was about to laugh, he heard Qin Xuan's voice coming again.
"But, monk, you have to pay something for talking to me, right?"
"The price for...?" The old monk was stunned and looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.
"I'll lend you the spiritual veins of Puluo Temple, and three Bodhi flowers!" Qin Xuan smiled, and this smile made the Great Buddha of the Puluo Temple, who had not had any trouble in his heart for decades, feel a little stir in his heart.
ripple.
After he smiled and said nothing for a few seconds, he raised his head and said to Qin Xuan: "The donor is a great talent!"
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