Chapter 99 Suppressing and killing the devil, all the monks saluted
The figure of the man in green clothes was blurred. He stepped above the Buddha tripod, slowly raised his right hand and slapped it.
town!
With an understatement, the seriously injured demonic thought was directly smashed into pieces.
boom--
The world instantly regained its clarity, and the terrifying power of the devil dissipated in an instant.
The dark clouds dispersed and the warm sun fell on the ground again.
The eminent monks in Tianxu Temple looked at the shadows in blue and white standing high up with shocked expressions on their faces.
Dongtu Buddhism spent countless efforts but could not completely eliminate this evil thought, but the two afterimage wills could be easily solved, subverting the world view of many eminent monks.
"It's him."
The old monk didn't recognize the man in white robes, but he recognized the man in green robes at a glance.
Although the appearance of the man in Tsing Yi was vague, the old monk believed that he had guessed correctly. In an ancient palace in Buddhism, there were many precious items placed inside, including a portrait of the man in Tsing Yi.
It is said that a long time ago, a top expert from the Qing Sect came to Dongtu Buddhism, hoping to use the power of Buddhism to completely eliminate the Demonic Abyss. However, the Buddhist leaders at that time did not have the courage to take such a big risk.
This proposal was declined.
The man in Tsing Yi didn't force anything, drank a cup of tea and left.
After the person in Tsing Yi left, the young monk who served the person in Tsing Yi with tea and water relied on his memory to describe his appearance. Many years later, the painting was collected by the Buddhist sect as a memory.
Later, the Buddhist leader of that generation knew that he was ashamed of the Qingzong and the Buddha. He did not dare to bet on the entire Buddhism, so he had to cut off the foundation of Buddhism, get rid of the relationship with Buddhism, and go to the Demonic Abyss of Dizhou.
At this point, the Buddhist leaders and the people in Tsing Yi suppressed the Demon Abyss together and never came back.
As for the Buddhism in the East, it has not been contaminated by cause and effect. It lives a comfortable life and has been passed down to this day. Its foundation is unfathomable.
"He once discussed Taoism with the ancestors of Buddhism and convinced hundreds of Zen masters. Ancient books once said that he once stood on the nine heavens, suppressed the holy master of the ancient sect with one hand, and defeated the ancestors of the great sect with a flip of his palm. It was difficult to find an opponent in his life."
It is no exaggeration to say that Qingyi Taoist can be ranked in the top three Qingzong strongmen in the past, second only to the founder of the sect.
The old monk did not expect that by borrowing the power of Qingzong this time, he would actually summon a ray of will of this sage, and he was shocked in his heart.
The demonic thoughts were eliminated, and the two figures of will in the void quickly dispersed, leaving no trace behind, as if they had never appeared.
After everything was over, everyone was in a daze for a while, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses.
The monks looked at Chen Qingyuan, and their eyes changed drastically.
They all knew that the two phantoms of will came from the center of Chen Qingyuan's eyebrows.
"Amitabha."
The monks thought of the scene when they first despised Chen Qingyuan, lowered their heads and blamed themselves, feeling very ashamed.
Some eminent monks decided to start thinking about their mistakes tomorrow and reflect on themselves.
"Could he be?"
A few top monks seemed to have recognized the identity of the man in Tsing Yi, their eyes flashed with brilliance, but they hesitated to speak.
The portrait of the man in Tsing Yi has always been placed in a Buddhist temple, and the legend has naturally been preserved.
"Abbott."
Several older monks looked at the old monk with deep meaning in their eyes, trying to get an answer.
The old monk understood the meaning in their eyes and nodded slowly.
"Buddhism is uneasy."
A pedantic old monk sighed.
"Educate all sentient beings, help the world and save people." The old monk looked solemn and his voice was hoarse: "Buddhism made mistakes before, but now a poor monk is in charge. Don't make mistakes more mistakes."
"I am guilty and have evil thoughts. Please punish me, abbot."
The pedantic old monk knew that he had said something wrong and quickly admitted his mistake.
"As a punishment, you will be in the world for ten years, and you will not be able to use Buddhist teachings. You will be able to understand the various aspects of life as a mortal monk."
The old monk decided to change the status quo.
"yes."
The pedantic old monk nodded.
"Today's events cannot be reported or discussed without permission. Anyone who violates this rule will have his or her cultivation revoked and be expelled from Buddhism."
The old monk glanced at the monks, the Buddha's power was pressing on everyone's head, and said seriously.
"Follow the law."
The monks were confused, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions. They clasped their hands and nodded in salute.
After handling these matters, the old monk fell from the void and slowly walked to Chen Qingyuan.
"Child, it's time for you to wake up."
Then, the old monk put away the solemn treasure-like golden Buddha Dharma, and gently moved it towards Chen Qingyuan's eyebrows, bringing him back to the real world from the mysterious state.
Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes, feeling very tired.
Seeing the old monk standing in front of him, Chen Qingyuan found that the Buddhist cauldron became very quiet and the monks stopped chanting sutras. He asked softly: "Master, has the demon been suppressed?"
"Well, the evil thoughts have been destroyed, leaving no trouble. This matter can be solved this time, thanks to the help of little donor Chen."
The old monk had a kind face and kind eyes, and his attitude towards Chen Qingyuan was very kind, and he always had a smile on his lips.
"I didn't do anything!"
Chen Qingyuan looked confused.
"Just because you're here is enough."
Chen Qingyuan was confused by the old monk's words.
However, Chen Qingyuan remembered that his consciousness was trapped in the center of the jade platform, inexplicably and for no reason.
"Master, I just seemed to have gone to a consciousness space that is difficult to describe. What is going on?"
Regarding this matter, Chen Qingyuan decided to ask out loud.
"The little donor will know about it in the future."
The old monk has no intention of telling Chen Qingyuan about Qingzong, at least not now, so as not to put more pressure on him.
"All right!"
Mysterious, the monk just likes to tell the truth.
Chen Qingyuan no longer thinks about these issues because his master once said similar things.
The demon in the Buddha Cauldron was so terrifying, why was he suddenly suppressed?
It's really strange.
What’s even stranger is yet to come.
When Chen Qingyuan decided to leave here, a group of eminent monks gave way and stood on both sides with their hands clasped together, showing great respect.
Even Monk Daochen, who looked down upon Chen Qingyuan at first, showed deep respect and a hint of shame in his eyes.
what's the situation?
As soon as Chen Qingyuan took a step, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and did not dare to step forward.
After swallowing his saliva, Chen Qingyuan looked back at the old monk and asked in a low voice: "Master, how were the demons in the cauldron suppressed and killed?"
"The little donor has a predestined relationship with my Buddha and has extremely high wisdom. I can use the blood from my eyebrows to suppress the demons."
The old monk replied with a smile.
"That's it!"
On the surface, Chen Qingyuan was expressionless, but inside he was stirred up.
I have a predestined relationship with the Buddha. Could it be that the Buddhist sect wants to accept me as a disciple? For example, because of my status as a disciple of the Buddha, why did the attitude of these old guys suddenly change?
This possibility is very high!
Get out of this place quickly, I don't want to be a monk.
Chen Qingyuan shuddered and walked quickly forward, fearing that a group of old monks would pounce on him.
"Little donor, you are relatively weak now, please walk slower."
The old monk followed closely, wondering why Chen Qingyuan suddenly ran so fast.