"Get out of the way, I will meet him." Li Chen motioned to Sanbao to step back.
Sanbao was fully on guard, staring at the unhurried, calm and kind monk opposite, but his tone was a little hesitant: "But Your Highness..."
"Now he wants to kill me, can you stop him?"
Li Chen's question left him speechless.
The half-step land fairyland and the complete land fairyland are two completely different levels. From this monk's ethereal state, almost between existence and non-existence, the three treasures are completely unable to lock each other.
At the same time, due to his own intuition, Sanbao could feel that at this distance, if the opponent attacked with all his strength, he would not be able to save himself, let alone save His Highness.
Within three breaths, the other party can kill everyone in his group.
It's scary, but it's true.
So Sanbao gritted his teeth and backed away unwillingly.
Li Chen put his hands behind his back and looked at the old monk opposite who was wearing shabby clothes but had an aloof and aloof temperament, and said leisurely: "Is something wrong?"
The old monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly and said: "Amitabha, donor..."
"Don't call me donor."
Li Chen raised his hand and rudely interrupted the words of a land god who was infinitely respected wherever he went.
"The donor is Tan Yue, and the Sanskrit sound is Tana Bo Di. It is also called a donor. It is a believer who gives food and clothing to the monks, or funds to hold Dharma meetings, etc. It is also the name you monks give to people who donate money to Buddhist temples."
"I have never given alms to monks, nor have I donated to a Buddhist temple, nor have I ever funded a religious ceremony. I am not a Buddhist believer, so you called me the wrong donor."
Li Chen's words not only did not make the old monk angry, but made him brighten his eyes and said: "The donor has given five merits. If one is heard from far away, everyone will praise him. If the other two are among the crowd, he will not be ashamed and fearless."
, The three are respected by everyone, and those who see it are happy. After the death of the four lives, they are either reborn in heaven, respected by heaven, or reborn among humans, and are honored by humans. The five wisdoms are far above everyone, and they appear in the body without passing through the hereafter."
"With all these five merits, the donor is satisfied. This is one of the donors who has an extraordinary destiny and is destined to be my Buddha."
"Our Buddhist sect accepts donations from believers, and the incense and merit accumulated are also blessings. Therefore, we respect those who give donations as donors. This is the second type of donor."
"Therefore, no matter the former or the latter, they are all related to the Buddha. My Buddha saves all living beings, and all living beings suffer. Those who enter my Buddha will enjoy the Buddha's mercy, and there is no difference."
Li Chen raised his eyebrows, a little impatient.
"Monk, if you have something to do, you can speak up, and if nothing happens, get out of the way. I have no interest in being your Buddhist benefactor, and I don't want to deal with Buddhism. Do you understand?"
The old monk said Amitabha again, and then said: "Donor, even if you enjoy all the glory and wealth in the world, you will never be as happy as ascending to the Western Heaven."
Li Chen narrowed his eyes and said: "You said that I have enjoyed all the wealth and honor in the world, and you are still stopping me here. Then you know my identity. Since you know my identity, you still persuade me to go to your Western Heaven. Do you know that you know my identity?"
With your words, can I make all the temples in Da Qin free of tiles?"
The Sanbao behind him was also boiling with anger because of these words, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura, like rolling waves. However, when these violent auras rushed in front of the old monk, it was as if he had fallen into another time and space, without any trace of it.
Traces disappear into the invisible.
The old monk lowered his eyebrows, chanted the Buddha's name, and said: "The bricks and tiles are offered by the Buddha when he walked in the world. In the final analysis, they are just clay statues. If they are destroyed, they will be destroyed. But if the Buddha pays attention to his heart, he cannot be destroyed."
