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Chapter 1084 The old monk Zhou He who is neither human nor ghost!

In the Great Buddha Temple.

Old monk Zhou He looked at Yang Fan, stroked his beard, and sighed in his heart: "Kindness? Compassion? What is the use of the pure Buddhist power formed in this way?"

As expected - it is difficult to achieve great results!

These four words appeared in his mind involuntarily, and he knew that the other party was from the hidden Buddhist lineage, and his knowledge was undoubtedly much different.

After all, Buddhism does not rely solely on the power of Buddha and Dharma to establish itself in the world!

Without the power to conquer demons, how can we save all sentient beings?

However, when he thought of the illusory Buddha body that had just appeared above Yang Fan's head, he inevitably felt a bit of pity for his talent.

Although this younger generation has a bad character and it is impossible to inherit the Buddha's inheritance, it is enough to harvest the faith of ignorant people with its compassionate and kind methods!

At least an ordinary person wouldn't be able to gain the title of "Holy Monk" in such a short period of time!

The whole city was filled with worshipers and the Buddha's light was surrounding the city, which was really shocking.

Afterwards, Zhou He had a good conversation with Yang Fan, and then arranged for the visiting monk in the temple to lead Yang Fan and the two of them down to have a rest.

Before leaving, Zhou Heti said: "If the holy monk has time, he might as well go to the library in the temple."

"Thank you, abbot."

Yang Fan thanked him and left.

After leading the two of them to the monastery, the monk Zhike retreated.

Yang Fan turned his head and saw Liu Xuan's slightly gloomy expression. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Sir, why are you looking like this? But what happened?"

Liu Xuan smiled bitterly, but all he could think about was the majestic Buddha body that just appeared above Yang Fan's head!

Just through the words of the old monk Zhou He, he already understood that the poem written by Taizu was obviously used to test the foundation of the visitor, and the Buddha body manifested above Yang Fan's head undoubtedly explained something!

"I am afraid that my master has formed a karmic relationship with a certain Buddha lineage power!"

This conclusion made Liu Xuan feel strongly uneasy, as if the cabbage he had finally discovered was accidentally secretly thrust into his hands!

In this way, wouldn't it mean that we are going to repeat the mistakes of Taizu of the Ming Dynasty?

No, absolutely not!

Of course, he knew that he could no longer persuade Yang Fan to give up practicing Buddhism.

He has remonstrated on this matter several times. If he mentions it again and again, even if the Lord has great trust in him, there is no guarantee that he will not feel disgusted in his heart!

"It seems that we have to think of a way to put an end to the young master's desire to cultivate Buddhism!"

Liu Xuan had a plan in mind, and the expression on his face gradually returned to calm, and he finally said, "Sir, I just thought of what was mentioned in the ancestor's notes. The monk who stopped Taizu from writing poems at the Great Buddha Temple seemed to be named Zhou He..."

"Um?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, "Is this true?"

Liu Xuan nodded: "I'm afraid that old monk has been practicing here for more than a thousand years, and his strength is unfathomable. The Ullambana gathering he proposed is probably not trivial! The son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall, so it's better for you to leave this place temporarily.

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Yang Fan shook his head: "Sir, what you said is wrong! If you know there is a risk and leave, once, twice or three times, can you really keep giving in?"

"In my opinion, risks and opportunities coexist here, but I intend to see what this so-called dispute between Buddhist disciples can produce!"

Seeing that Liu Xuan wanted to speak, Yang Fan waved his hand and made a decision directly.

Liu Xuan felt helpless, but he had no choice but to agree.

After Yang Fan walked around the monastery twice, he planned to go and take a look at the library mentioned by Zhou He.

The Great Buddha Temple is not large in scale. After leaving the monastery and walking for a while, we arrived at the Library Pavilion.

The Library Pavilion is a thirteen-story octagonal pagoda. There are a group of warrior monks guarding the pagoda. Their bodies are red gold and bronze, and they hold iron rods in their hands, like bronze figures.

Yang Fan moved forward without being blocked.

However, when Liu Xuan was about to follow him, he was stopped by the group of monks. The reason was that only people with Buddhist background were allowed to enter the library.

Yang Fan asked Liu Xuan to go back to the Jingshe first to wait for him, and chose to go into the library alone.

As soon as you enter, the space inside becomes open. It is obvious that means of expanding the space have been arranged, with rows of densely packed bookshelves filled with Buddhist scriptures.

""Renwang Prajna Sutra", "Bodhisattva Necklace Sutra", "Mahayana Jataka Sutra"..."

Yang Fan then turned over it and saw golden words floating in the air, revealing a little bit of Buddha's light. Although it was only a handwritten copy, it still came from the hands of an eminent monk!

Even if he just browsed it briefly, he could feel the Buddha's intention quietly infecting him.

In fact, this is the same as ordinary people's reading and literacy. The words you read and the stories you listen to are ultimately changing your cognition in a subtle way.

However, Yang Fan never refuses the Buddhist intention that infects him.

A copy of "Laozi's Transformation of Hu Jing" suppressed the Buddha's body, and allowed the surging Buddha's will to be used as material, which actually made the Buddha's body more dazzling.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

Yang Fan walked slowly past the bookshelf. The Buddhist scriptures on the bookshelf were all opened by an invisible force. The pages kept clattering, and the Buddhist light that escaped almost enveloped Yang Fan!

Zhou He, who had been spying here, suddenly sat up straight with a look of shock on his face.

"Such Buddha nature, such Buddha nature..."

It is simply not inferior to the Jingjie who came here a few days ago!

He still remembered that when Jingjie entered the Sutra Pavilion for the first time, all the scriptures in the pavilion shook and all the sutras were silent. Only Jingjie enjoyed the light of the Buddha!

The bright Buddha light almost shines through the library, illuminating the entire temple!

Zhou He even sensed the radiance radiating from Jingjie's body that represented "all leaks"!

The uncontrollable greed disappeared in a flash.

But Zhou He still gave up the idea of ​​forcing the other party's magical powers.

After all, although the magical power is good, he has no blessings to enjoy it. What's more, this is the most powerful outflow-exerting power among the six divine transformations in Buddhism. It is known as the ultimate of the three vehicles, and all outflows are eliminated and there is no hindrance!

If you are not a saint, there is absolutely no possibility of carrying it!

Doing it forcefully will undoubtedly lead to death.

Compared with Jingjie, Yang Fan resonated with countless Buddhist scriptures and displayed the majestic Buddha light, which was shocking enough. What's more, Zhou He also experienced the taste of "fate communication" and "other mind communication" from him!

"Although it's a little worse than Jingjie, if you train it well, you may have a chance to get a glimpse of Chonglou!"

"It's a pity that all the Buddhas are in power, so there is no chance of promotion!" ωωw..net

"It would be nice if some died..."

Zhou He's face looked slightly gloomy.

There is no denying that he is a speculator.

At the beginning, blocking Taizu in front of the Great Buddha Temple was the biggest speculation in his life. Unfortunately, he failed. Not only did he lose his chance of advancement, but he even created karma.

Taizu wrote a poem about slaying the dragon, but he was also nailed here, turning him into an existence that was neither human nor ghost. Otherwise, he should have disappeared into thin air.

"But it's coming soon, it's coming soon, just waiting for someone to obtain the Buddha's inheritance..."


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