"Buddhism has always been compassionate, claiming to save suffering, purify the world, and save all living beings..."
Gu Qingfeng stood under the tree, guarding Jun Xuanji, staring at the ancient Buddha statue standing in the sky that seemed to not belong here, and said in a deep voice: "When did you start doing kidnappings?"
When he came to this mysterious Buddha's country, when he saw the ancient Buddha statue, Gu Qingfeng was already sure that this so-called trap was not done by Jun Xuanji.
Because he had seen this Buddha statue before and knew that it represented the inner Buddha.
The so-called Heart Buddha cannot be seen or touched, is not within the great road, and is not between heaven and earth. It has been the only one since ancient times.
And this oneness belongs to everyone and to the true Buddha.
Between heaven and earth, except for Buddhists, no one can create a world with a Buddha mind. Jun Xuanji can't do it. Even the master of the avenue, even God, doesn't have this ability.
In the sky, the Buddha's light is still shining, and the sound of chanting has never stopped.
At some point, a person appeared on the palm of the ancient Buddha statue, a slovenly old man, a crazy monk wearing shabby clothes, a shabby hat, and shabby shoes, holding a broken fan. He was lying on his back.
On the palm of the Buddha statue, with his legs crossed, he was shaking a broken fan and drinking a small drink.
"Boy, long time no see."
The sloppy and crazy monk stood up, jumped down from the Buddha statue, looked at Gu Qingfeng with a smile, and said: "Come and be well, did you miss us?"
"It's you!"
When he saw this sloppy and crazy monk, Gu Qingfeng was quite surprised. He had met many Buddhists in his life, including many eminent monks who saved all sentient beings with boundless Dharma. It was not that he had never seen monks who drank wine and ate meat, but he had to
Among all the monks, the one who is least like a monk is definitely the person in front of me.
This is an eminent monk named Daxing.
He wanders around the Three Thousand Worlds all the year round, saving people and helping the world. His boundless love promotes Buddhism and saves all living beings. He is called the Living Buddha. Because he is crazy and likes wine and meat, he is also called the Great Mad Monk. No matter in the Three Thousand Worlds
, and still has a very high reputation in heaven and earth.
Gu Qingfeng had seen this mad monk before, and more than once. He knew that this mad monk was not only crazy, but also had boundless magic power. He once saw this guy wave his broken fan lightly, and a person
The peerless old devil who had practiced for tens of millions of years was just wiped out.
The ancient Qingfeng has always kept a respectful distance from Buddha.
For Gu Qingfeng, the monk in front of him, who did not look like a Buddha, was a friend who was not a friend, and a benefactor who was not a benefactor.
It is said that they are friends because they both have a common hobby, which is wine, and they met because of wine.
He said he was not a friend, but it was because he had a grudge against Buddhism. At that time, this crazy monk came to persuade him, and the two finally fought.
As for the benefactor.
Back then, Gu Qingfeng had offended the Buddha. Not only was he jointly besieged by the three holy monks, but he was also saved by the Buddha. In the end, it was this mad monk who stepped forward to help him out of the siege.
He said he was not a benefactor, because even if this crazy monk didn't come forward, Gu Qingfeng would not be afraid to save him.
Of course, Gu Qingfeng would not deny this kindness.
But that's all.
Gu Qingfeng has never had a good impression of people in Buddhism, even the old monk who lives in the Nirvana Bone Jade.
"What's the matter, kid?" Daxing Diao Monk sat on the floor, handed over the wine gourd in his hand, and said, "Don't you think you don't recognize us so quickly?"
Gu Qingfeng caught the wine gourd and then passed it over, saying: "Why are you here."
"What's the hurry? Let's chat while drinking." Daxing Diao Monk handed the wine gourd over again.
Gu Qingfeng still didn't answer, and said: "If you have something to say, just say it, if you have something to say, just say it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"
"I said, we haven't seen each other for so long, how come you are still such a good person? No matter what, we can still be considered friends. Even if we are fair-weather friends, we are still friends. Since we are friends, and we haven't seen each other for so long, can't we have a good chat?"
Da Xing Diao Monk sat down cross-legged, raised his head with the wine gourd and took a sip. He took a breath and looked like he was enjoying it. He said: "We know that you are good at wine, so we specially got a jar of 'Nine Lives'."
"Nine lives and nine deaths." Back then, you and the old Taoist priest had been tossing it for many years, right? You didn't hesitate to use nine lives and nine deaths.
The exchange of Youzhong treasures was finally rejected by the old Taoist priest. As a result, you kid snatched the altar from the old Taoist priest in anger. The old Taoist priest was provoked to look for you everywhere! He couldn't find you kid.
The Taoist priest has been scolding you for more than a hundred years, and the old Taoist priest is still shaking with anger when I mention this matter."
"The old Taoist priest is known as a difficult master in the heavenly realm. If you mess with him, you will almost never end it. When we heard about this incident, we couldn't understand it. For a jar of broken wine, you actually went to
Robbing the old Taoist priest, until we personally tasted nine lives and nine deaths, we didn’t know why you kid would rob him!"
The crazy monk took another sip, trembling all over, took a deep breath, and said: "This nine lives and nine deaths is the best wine, the most noble wine! One gulp, corroding the soul, just like going through life and death, really...
…It’s so cool!”
Opening his eyes, the mad monk once again passed the gourd of wine and said with a smile: "Come on, I know you kid can't help but be greedy for a long time."
After Gu Qingfeng caught it this time, he did not go back, but directly poured out the wine in the gourd. Seeing this, Daxing the crazy monk jumped up and snatched the wine gourd from Gu Qingfeng's hand, staring.
He shouted: "You kid can't waste it if you don't drink it. This is a nine-nine-life situation! Do you know how difficult it is for us to get you this jar of wine?"
The mad monk stared and shouted: "Don't you know how stingy that old Taoist priest is? He values this piece of shit more than his life. In order to get this thing for you, I begged grandpa to sue grandma.
, he even knelt down to the old Taoist priest, but the turtle grandson still refused. Finally, the turtle grandson asked me to do it for him.
He just gave me such a thing. Do you know what he asked me to do? You don’t know! You can’t even imagine it. It’s simply... not something a human being can do! I just wanted to give him something.
You have given me nine lives and nine deaths. Not only have you lost your own face, you have also lost the face of my eighteen generations of ancestors..."
The mad monk cursed loudly, his face turned red and his neck was thick with anger, and he cursed and said: "It's okay for you to be ungrateful, and you pour me my wine. I bought this thing with my dignity, so you just pour me my wine."
It's like stepping on my face and trampling on my dignity!"
Gu Qingfeng said expressionlessly: "Da Xing, let me say it again, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"