Holding the alms bowl and wine jar in one hand and the Great Compassionate Fan in the other, the Daxingman monk staggered towards Gu Qingfeng with a twist every three steps, a turn every five steps, and a hiccup at every nine steps. No one knew that
What exactly is the crazy monk trying to do when he suddenly appears at this moment?
"Just now I seemed to have heard you all shouting that you were going to suppress the divine consciousness and demonic thoughts in Gu Xiaozi? It seems that you also said that... suppressing the divine consciousness and demonic thoughts in Gu Xiaozi was to better protect the avenue?"
No one answered the question of the crazy monk, and at this juncture, no one bothered to talk to him.
The mad monk burped again. His drunken gaze fell on Old Taishan's eyes and asked: "Old Taishan, I seemed to have heard you with the loudest voice just now. Is there... a burp? This happened?"
Xuantian Lao Taishan stared at the Daxing Demented Monk with a deep expression, his eyes full of disgust, and responded: "So what?"
"So what? Hehe!"
The Daxingman Monk grinned and said: "Look, I scared you, can I still bite you? It's just a casual question... Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, you are still a famous Taishan, even if I want to scare you
You, I can’t scare you!”
Say it.
Monk Da Xing then looked at the Buddhas from the eight sects of Buddhism who were sitting cross-legged on the Tathagata Pagoda. Finally, his eyes fell on the white-browed holy monk and asked: "Brother, don't you think so too?"
"Amitabha!"
The white-browed holy monk sat on the Tathagata Pagoda, just closing his eyes, clasping his hands, and responded: "For the great road, suppressing the spiritual consciousness and demonic thoughts in Emperor You at this moment is indeed the right choice."
The Daxing Mad Monk burped and said with a smile: "Brother, you should know that what they call suppression is not just suppression... but a conspiracy. Those original sin ancestors are, and the Dao ancestors are no exception. The difference is that the original sin ancestors are
The excuse used by Ancestor is to prevent Little Guy Gu from letting himself fly, for the good of the Daoless Era, and the excuse used by Ancestor of Dao is to suppress the spiritual consciousness and demonic thoughts in Little Boy Gu, in order to protect the Dao."
The crazy monk directly pierced the last layer of window paper, but no one came out to reprimand him.
The Original Sin Ancestor doesn’t need it, and the Dao Ancestor doesn’t need it either.
Because everyone knows that what the Daxingluo monk said is the truth, but it is just a tacit understanding. If he comes out to reprimand the Daxingluo monk at this time, it will undoubtedly mean that this place does not have three hundred taels of silver, and will only wear a more hypocritical label.
"Amitabha."
The white-browed holy monk said another Buddhist saying: "Whether it's suppression or conspiracy, it doesn't matter. What's important is to protect the road."
"Whether it's suppression or conspiracy, it doesn't matter. What's important is to protect the road..." The Daxing Diao Monk recited these words of the White-browed Holy Monk, raised the alms bowl and wine jar, raised his head and drank a few more sips, using his sleeves to
Wiping his mouth, he said: "Senior brother is indeed an eminent monk, but his realm is different."
Changing the subject, the Daxingluan monk asked again: "It's just... this avenue has long been like a dead tree, rotten from the roots. Is such a avenue still worthy of your protection?"
"Even if the avenue is riddled with holes and decayed, it is still worthy of our protection."
"ha!"
Monk Daxing Diao asked again: "If you let me choose between the Great Dao and sentient beings, what choice will I make? Choose the Great Dao or choose sentient beings?"
The white-browed holy monk responded: "I protect the great road just for the sake of all living beings!"
"The avenue is riddled with holes and decayed. If you protect this avenue, you are not saving all sentient beings, but you are harming them!"
"Lao Na firmly believes that the decayed avenue will one day turn into magic, return to its original nature, and benefit all living beings."
"Turning decay into magic? Hahaha!"
Hear the words.
As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, the Daxinglun monk burst out laughing. After he stopped laughing, he shook his head and sighed: "Brother, senior brother, why are you still so stubborn until now? In ancient and modern times, only sentient beings carry the great road, not the great road."
Carry all sentient beings!”
For some reason, the white-browed holy monk suddenly fell silent.
At this time.
The applause rang out. It was none other than the Peacock Emperor. He looked like a noble young man. He looked at the crazy monk here, kept applauding, and said with a smile: "In ancient and modern times, only sentient beings carry the great road, not the great road carries all living beings!"
Good! That’s so well said! I originally thought that there would be no true Buddha after the ancient times. Now it seems that I was wrong. He is indeed the disciple that Ran Deng has chosen."
The crazy monk glanced at the Peacock Emperor and asked without any politeness: "Are you the Peacock Emperor?"
"good."
"I seem to have heard you say that this reincarnation is not to protect the great road, but to save all sentient beings?"
"Exactly."
"Why?"
"The reason you have just said is that in ancient and modern times, only sentient beings carried the great road, not the great road carried all living beings!"
The monk Da Xing only said one good word and then stopped. Then he looked at the silent white-browed holy monk and said: "Brother, wake up! The Peacock King Ming knows that only sentient beings can carry the Dao, and not the Dao can carry all living beings.
Why are you so stubborn?"
"The Peacock Great Ming King traveled through the three thousand avenues and experienced endless reincarnations. He did not seek the true Buddha or the avenue, but only wanted to save sentient beings. His attainments in Buddhism are not higher than your realm? Why don't you understand?
?”
An old monk from the Eighth School of Buddhism responded: "Whether this person is the real Peacock Ming King is still unknown!"
Upon hearing this, the mad monk was immediately furious and shouted: "I'll tell you what you don't know! Even the damn Miao Tathagata dare not say that the Peacock Emperor is not the Peacock Ming King! Who do you think you are, the old bald man in the temple?"
donkey!!"
here.
Miao Tathagata is still sitting cross-legged on the palm of the sacred Buddha, with his hands clasped and his eyes slightly closed, like an outsider.
The eight sects of Buddhas located in the Tathagata Pagoda stared angrily at the mad monk, wishing to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives!
"Amitabha!"
The white-browed holy monk persuaded: "Junior brother, you are the one who is really stubborn and stubborn. You have lost your way..."
"Yes! I have lost my way..."
The mad monk raised his head and raised his alms bowl and wine jar and poured another drink. He burped and said: "I admit that I am lost. You may not believe me when I say it. Since I lost my way, I feel that I am taller and my eyes are no longer blind."
, my mind is no longer confused, and even his mother’s legs and feet are sharp.”
"And after getting lost, I seemed to gradually see the truth of this catastrophe clearly."
"If this catastrophe is a mountain outside the mountain, I will be outside the mountain right now, watching you trapped in the forest and confused."
"If this catastrophe is a game within a game, I will be on the outside right now, watching you trapped in the game like ants on a hot pot."
"If this catastrophe happened in a different world, I would be right outside in the sky right now, watching you trapped in a single world and feeling very complacent and self-righteous."
"Don't think that I'm scaring you, and don't think that I'm trying to impress you. I'm telling you that what I'm telling you is the truth." (To be continued)