The monk in red looked at Su Wu again and didn't notice anything strange at all.
He also noticed the eyes of the young monks beside him, and his face suddenly turned red. Seeing the Buddha approaching the big copper plate book, he couldn't help shouting: "Didn't the Buddha say that there is no need to read this book anymore? Why -
—”
"You have committed this crime several times!
Disobedience to the true vehicle!
Provoking the rule of law!
He deserves to be punished by having his tongue pulled out and his eyes put out!"
Su Wu looked at him again,
He was so frightened that his breath stopped again,
Then the red monk found nothing unusual, and just as he was about to speak, Su Wu looked at the yellow monks beside him: "You guys go over there!
He pushed him to the ground, stripped him of his monk's clothes,
Give him a hundred sticks and a hundred slaps!"
"joke!"
The monk in red saw that Su Wu was talking seriously,
While feeling guilty, I also felt incredible.
These few yellow-robed monks around me are like dogs to me.
They are usually flattering and servile, and never dare to disobey their own orders. If I want to slap them on the other cheek, they will never dare to show the other cheek!
Just these boneless little monks,
Dare to ‘press yourself to the ground’?
And ‘stripped off his monk’s clothes’?
Give yourself a hundred sticks?
Give yourself a hundred slaps?!
joke!
What a big joke!
The red monk laughed loudly, turned to look at the yellow monks, and found that they had surrounded him in the center at some point.
Those little monks who are respectful to me on weekdays,
The eyes looking at him at this moment were extremely fierce.
They were mobilized by Buddha with just a few words,
The Buddha's words even temporarily covered the minds of these monks.
Let them make executing the orders of the Buddha their first priority!
"What do you want to do?
Don’t forget your identities!” the red monk shouted sharply, but there was unconcealable panic in his voice!
Several monks in yellow pounced on him like wolves and tigers,
When he got close to him, he remembered to recite a secret mantra, intending to sweep away the inexplicable power covering the bodies of several yellow-robed monks.
The secret mantra recited,
But it is the ‘Zha Tuo Wheel Blessing Mantra’.
“Hoo Saha!
just!
Tuo Tuo Tuo Jia Luo Varadhi!"
The mantra of the secret mantra leveraged the strange power of the secret realm itself and brought it together. The red monk was very pleased.
Fortunately, my hard work and risk-taking in giving made this blessing mantra extremely effective.
However,
The next moment he couldn't be happy anymore.
The Buddha beside him flicked his fingers,
The strange power gathered here is like a newly burning flame that meets a basin of ice water.
Instantly extinguished!
The monks in yellow pounced on the big monk in red like wolves and tigers.
All the power of his secret spell disappeared without a trace with the snap of Su Wu's fingers.
Without the means to leverage the strange power of the secret realm, he was just a middle-aged man who was used to living well. He was pinned to the ground by the monks in yellow who had to do heavy work every day and had been trained for a long time. He could only move like a fish on the shore.
,
The red monk's robe that represented his status was removed,
The inner garment is taken off,
Revealing a body of white flesh as smooth as pig skin.
A monk in yellow brought a thorn tree covered with sharp thorns.
A young monk pressed his shoulder,
A monk pinched his chin,
Subsequently,
The thorns and the slap hit him together!
“Ahhhhh——”
The red monk screamed repeatedly, struggling and twisting like a fish.
But the monks who suppressed him used all their strength at this time, making it impossible for him to struggle!
Bloody scars were quickly drawn on his back.
Bruised face,
Blood spurts out from the mouth!
in front of him,
Su Wu reached out and opened the cover of the bronze book "Peng Wang Mori Dafa". Under the eyes of the monk in red, who was shocked and angry, he opened the first page.
This means that Su Wu has completed the first level of cultivation.
The red monk swallowed all the cruel words on his lips, but there was a particularly angry look in his eyes.
Turn over the second page,
The red monk lowered his eyes and silently endured the slaps on his face and the thorns on his back.
Turn over the third page,
His face turned pale!
Su Wu turned over the third page of "Peng Wang Mori Dafa", stopped and looked at the red monk who was trembling all over with an expressionless face and said: "You are also in the monastery.
After practicing for many years,
But he became more and more arrogant,
Don't understand etiquette.
Today they slap you in the face and whip you on the back, it's just a small punishment.
If there is a next time,
I will pluck out your tongue and gouge out your eyes."
"Disciple realizes his mistake!
My disciples will forever be grateful to the Buddha for his kindness!" The monk in red kept knocking his head on the ground, his tone was very frightening.
"If you know you are wrong,
From now on, you will have a good time serving these little monks who teach you to return from your lost ways.
If I knew you were making things difficult for them,
Even use cruel methods to them,
Then you don't have to live and waste your money." Su Wu waved his hand casually, causing him to be affected by the power of his ajna chakra.
The few little yellow monks whose thoughts were temporarily covered by his will returned to normal.
The yellow-robed monk suddenly became frightened when he saw the red-robed monk who was pinned to the ground by them and whose back had been beaten with wattle sticks to a bloody pulp!
The little monk who was responsible for beating the red monk turned pale and was so frightened that he peed his pants!
The monk in yellow, who slapped the red monk dozens of times, fell to his knees on the ground.
"stand up."
Su Wu's voice came from behind the yellow-robed monk,
His voice contained a powerful force that blessed the hearts of several monks in yellow, immediately soothing the panic of the young monks.
The monk in yellow clothes who was kneeling on the ground also stood up tremblingly.
Su Wu continued: "I have blessed some of you with secret mantras. If this person on earth dares to retaliate against you,
Immediately he will die of intestinal rupture and rottenness.
But you don’t have to be afraid of him.”
Su Wu said these words,
The monks in yellow were at a loss as to what to do and their reaction was not strong.
The big monk in red who was lying on the ground had a dull look on his face.
He cast a secret spell in front of Su Wu,
However, the power of the secret spell was wiped out in the blink of an eye by Su Wu.
From this we can know,
The Buddha's attainments in the practice of secret mantras were far superior to his. Since the other party said that he had cast secret mantras on several monks in yellow clothes,
How can it be false?!
The last trace of the red monk's desire for revenge was crushed by Su Wushengsheng!
Su Wu glanced at several monks,
Regardless of whether they believed their words or not, they did not explain anything more, tightened the leather robes on their shoulders, took two young servants, and left the private courtyard.
These yellow-robed monks,
It has always been the lowest level of all Buddhist temples.
Since Su Wu used the hands of these young monks to teach the red monk a lesson,
Naturally, I have to tidy up the head and tail for them,
In order to prevent them from being retaliated by the red monk and even losing their lives. After all, it is impossible for the red monk to retaliate against Fu Wu, the Buddhist disciple.
But it is very easy to take revenge on some young monks who beat him!
The secret blessing spell Su Wu cast on several monks in yellow clothes,
It's a talisman!
…
Taking two young servants with him, Su Wu went straight to the Discipline Academy.
At the door of the monastic discipline,
The two servants were stopped, and a monk in yellow told Su Wu that private servants were prohibited from entering or exiting the Discipline Academy - this kind of rule would only be effective when Su Wu was a Buddhist disciple who had not yet gained authority.
If Su Wu had become the abbot at this time,
Then don't talk about entering and exiting the Discipline Academy,
Just walking back and forth a few times in the main hall of the Discipline Academy, how difficult can it be?
Su Wu didn't say much at the moment,
Only two servants were asked to go back to their residence.
He walked into the monastic discipline alone, and all the monks in yellow clothes he met along the way stood respectfully and saluted him.
The red monk bumped into him and couldn't get out of the way, so he stopped and bowed.
But those who saw him approaching from a distance quickly retreated into the sutra room on the side to avoid meeting him.
Su Wu was not surprised by this situation.
——Yesterday, he was selected for the Daxue Mountain and obtained the qualification to enter the Daxue Mountain to practice.
The battle between him and the elder of the second dean has officially begun,
This is a winner-takes-all game,
A fight in which the loser gets nothing.
The current reactions of the upper-middle-class monks in the Discipline Academy just show that Kang Xiong has begun to force these monks to take sides.
Entering the main hall of the Discipline Academy,
Su Wu saw that the four instruments bound by the Great Ming God were held by the statue of the Great Ming God.
His eyes paused slightly on the four binding instruments,
Then he ordered the yellow-robed monk who was serving in the hall to go and inform the order-discipling monk that he would be here to confer orders today.
The method of criticizing orders can only be applied to others.
But I can't give myself orders.
Therefore, even if Su Wu had mastered the Book of All Fate and had a complete set of fortune-telling instruments, he would never be able to make a fortune-telling for himself.
The monk in yellow knows the rules,
Knowing the purpose of the Buddha's visit, he cautiously reminded: "Buddha, you have inherited the dharma lineage of this temple and the matters of decreeing orders should be done after you have completed the first stage of the "Peng King Mori Dharma".
It can be done just now.
Otherwise, the bones will be undetermined and the fate pattern will be unrealistic, so the fate pattern assigned at this time will not be accurate."
"I have completed the third stage of the "Peng King Mori Dharma".
I don't have these problems.
You go and report it." Su Wu looked at the monk in yellow calmly, and a bright light suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, which was a sign of completing the third level of cultivation!
The monk in yellow was shocked when he saw this.
He immediately reacted, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Buddha, please come with me as a disciple."
He turned around and led Su Wu to the small room behind the statue.
inside the small room,
Su Wu once again met the old monk who had given orders to ‘Zhuo Jie’ several times.
The old monk did not sit on the low bed like he did when he gave instructions to Zhuojie several times before.
at this time,
He was already hunched over and standing respectfully beside the short bed.
Invite Su Wu to sit on the low platform.
I heard the monk in yellow next to me say,
The Buddha has completed the third level of the "Peng Wang Mo Ri Dharma". The old monk who gave orders became even more nervous and said in a trembling voice: "This disciple will give instructions for the venerable master."
Since the old monk became a monk,
Just stay in a corner,
Hiding in a small room, he gives instructions to the disciples who are entering the school every day.
I rarely see big storms again.
He was originally a monk who preferred the discipline elders' faction. After all, it was the discipline academy that gave him all kinds of qualifications, allowing him to be stable for decades.
But then I suddenly heard that at the age of eight or nine, the Buddha had practiced the "Peng King Mori Dharma" to the third level.
I was suddenly frightened,
I feel that this Buddhist disciple is not far away from inheriting the title of abbot.
He opened his mouth and called Su Wu "Venerable".
He himself did not realize the fallacy of this title.
In front of the Buddha,
The monk in yellow didn't dare to remind him anything.
Let him call the Buddha this way.
"Just go out."
Su Wu glanced at the monk in yellow clothes beside him,
The monk in yellow bowed in response and slowly retreated.
The fate of Buddhist disciples throughout the ages is actually not a secret to the outside world.
Because although there are many people in the world, their fates are different, but all the differences are fine lines in the details of their fate lines.
The directions of fate lines are generally similar.
The fortune-telling monks compiled these roughly similar fate patterns into a variety of fate patterns. Most people's fate patterns cannot escape from the categories of these fate patterns.
A little-known monk can be the "Ling Zang Fate".
And a "Kutuktu" with a distinguished status can also be a "Lingzang fate". What really determines the difference between the two is
It's just that the fate-critical monks still have slightly different directions in their fate lines.