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Chapter 48 Fighting Tianwei again, the god operator

"Buddha, you have read all the thirty-six volumes of the Superior Buddhist Sutras of Leiyin Temple. Why not choose one of the Superior Buddhist Sutras to teach you." The abbot said sincerely. After all, Li Jingang is a disciple of the Buddha, and he will be the future master of the Buddhist sect.

, you must cultivate your own faith, and he was specially asked to preside over this Water and Land Dharma Assembly. If he talks about some lower vehicle Buddhist scriptures, he may disappoint the believers.

"Abbott, there is no need to say more. The Mahayana Buddhism I teach is created by me integrating many superior Buddhist scriptures. As a disciple of Buddhism and the future leader of Buddhism, I should open up a new line of Buddhism, which is Zen."

Li Jingang's words are astonishing. He created his own Buddhism at such a young age, and he also wants to open up another branch of Buddhism and establish his own school. There are many branches of Buddhism, all originating from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and only the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect can be called a sect. Other Buddhist sects

The branches can only be called temples.

But how did he know that Li Jingang's Avalokitesvara Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra was not created by him, nor did he have the ability. He said that he created it by himself, which is a bit shameless.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, feeling, thinking, and consciousness are also like this.

....."

He began to recite the Avalokitesvara Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra. This sutra is the Mahayana Buddhism of previous lives. This sutra is the best foundation for Zen Buddhism.

In order to build momentum, he released the vision of ten thousand Buddhas, as if many ancient Buddhas were chanting sutras at the same time, and the effect was doubled. Sitting cross-legged in the central golden lotus Buddha platform, this phantom seemed to be the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, and the light of the Buddha shone everywhere.

The sound spread throughout the entire Wilderness Kingdom, and the people in the entire Wilderness Kingdom could hear the Buddha's voice. They all knelt on the ground and began to chant sutras following the Buddha's voice in their minds.

The monks at Leiyin Temple were also infected, and they all sat cross-legged and began to chant sutras.

"Amitabha, this sutra contains boundless Buddhist dharma. The wisdom of the Buddha is rare in ancient times, and he can create superior sutras." The abbot looked ashamed. He has been practicing Buddhism for hundreds of years, and his dharma is at the forefront among many eminent monks in Leiyin Temple.

Yes, but compared with Buddha, there is a huge gap.

At the end of the sutra, the Buddha's light on Li Jingang's body still lingered, just like a true Buddha. He fell into a mysterious state at this time, and released a fighting spirit from his body. He pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the earth, "In the sky and on the earth, I am the only one."

Solitary."

This sentence contains the supreme Buddhist principle. In the sky and on the earth, humans living between heaven and earth should be human beings. I am not referring to himself, but to the human race. Everyone should be like a dragon.

The way of heaven was threatened, provoked, and sent down a ray of power, thunder in the void flashing, as if destroying the world, to destroy Li Jingang, an alien.

"Tianwei." Mingkong's expression changed. People who can bring out the power of God have been peerless evildoers for thousands of years. People who pose a threat to the way of heaven are suppressed by the way of heaven with the power of heaven. The road will be smooth if they can't cross it.

It's ashes.

Even if he wants to help, he can't do anything. Once he interferes, Heaven will send down punishment to kill him, and the power of Heaven will transform into punishment. At that time, the Buddha will be dead and lifeless.

The power of God is only directed at Li Jingang. The others cannot feel the power of God and can only see the lightning and thunder in the void. Anyone with higher cultivation level knows that this is the power of God, and they can only pray that the Buddha will be safe.

Get through this calamity.

"war."

Li Jingang opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, and his fighting spirit soared into the sky. Even if the sky wanted to suppress him, he would break it. This time, the power of the sky was several times stronger than the last time, and the Buddha relics in the sea of ​​consciousness bloomed.

Buddha's light, a majestic shadow came from eternity, and the vision of ten thousand Buddhas in the sky changed and turned into one Buddha.

This Buddha was not sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, but standing. When the Buddha moved and punched out, the power of heaven retreated and the thunder in the sky dispersed.

The vision dissipated immediately, and Li Jingang stared blankly at the dissipated vision. The vision was actually alive, and the back figure was very familiar. It was Dou Zhan Buddha, and that punch was the supreme boxing technique he had been pursuing, Dou Zhan Shenquan.

The fighting power in the body once again absorbed the power of Tianwei and became much larger.

A water and land ceremony ended successfully, and the reputation of Li Jingang, a Buddhist disciple, spread throughout the wilderness.

"Buddha, you have to leave," the abbot said.

Li Jingang nodded and said: "Yes, as a disciple of the Buddha and the future master of the Buddhist sect, the young monk should propagate the Dharma and educate all living beings."

"It is a blessing to all sentient beings that the Buddha has such a compassionate heart. It is not yet the time to preach. The Buddha still needs to devote himself to cultivation and wait for the opportunity." The abbot said.

Hearing this, Li Jingang felt that this sentence seemed to have a deeper meaning, and said: "Abbott, do you need to pay attention to timing when preaching?"

"Yes, our Buddhist sect came from the west to preach to Zhongzhou a thousand years ago. We did not occupy the right time, place and people, which led to the failure of our preaching. But a thousand years later, Buddhism will flourish. This is the general trend of heaven and the right time. Although our Buddhist sect is squeezed out, it can still be regarded as a success in Zhongzhou.

Stand firm, this is a favorable geographical location, and Buddha, you are a disciple of a saint, and the future master of Buddhism is Renhe. When the time comes, Buddha will travel to the west to preach and prosper our Buddhism."

Journey to the West, could I become Tang Monk? Li Jingang joked to himself. He understood what the abbot meant. He was the preacher chosen by Buddhism, just like the Tang Monk in the mythical Journey to the West in his previous life. Tang Monk was a disciple of Buddha.

He was chosen to go to the West to learn scriptures, that is, to preach.

But he will not stay in Leiyin Temple. What he pursues is the pinnacle of martial arts. What he needs is passionate battles and adventures, not just sitting here chanting sutras. He said: "The young monk has made up his mind. There is no need for the abbot to persuade. In order to preach,

, the young monk will not hesitate even if his body is broken into pieces. If the young monk wants to open up a new line of Buddhism, he naturally has to promote Buddhism. The young monk is willing to be an ascetic monk, promote Buddhism, and let more people know the true meaning of my Buddha."

"Amitabha, since the Buddha has made up his mind, I will not dissuade him. I wish the Buddha to return soon." The abbot said with his hands clasped together.

He was not worried about his safety, because Uncle Mingkong was his protector. Unless a saint took action, no one could harm the Buddha's life. Otherwise, he would not agree to let him leave Leiyin Temple.

Li Jingang left Leiyin Temple, followed by a little fox.

"Buddha."

"Buddha."

The people all knew him, treated him with great respect, and saluted him.

He has been in the Great Wilderness Country for a year and has never left the country. In the Great Wilderness Country, everything is peaceful and the people are harmonious. Although there are gangsters coming and going from time to time, they don't dare to kill people in the city. After all, there is someone behind the Great Wilderness Country.

Leiyin Temple is a behemoth, an existence that any force is afraid of, unless these ruthless bandits are tired of living.

"Little monk, where are we going?" the little fox said.

"I don't know either." Li Jingang himself didn't know where he was going. He wanted to be an ascetic, hone his martial arts, looked to the distant east, and said: "The Daqian Dynasty was so powerful in all nine states, the imperial city should have something different.

We will go all the way east to Taizhou to admire the elegance of the imperial city and see the geniuses in the imperial city."

In a certain city in Qingzhou, a white-haired old man sat on an inconspicuous street. Next to him was a banner with the three characters Shen Shuzi written on it.

But no one came to him to tell his fortune. Suddenly, another old man suddenly appeared in front of him, it was Li Jingang's master Wu Shentong.

"Old man Bu, I finally found you. Please tell me whether my precious apprentice is dead or not."

The white-haired old man said: "The old madman has changed his gender and actually accepted a disciple. Which family's child is so unlucky that you fell in love with him?"

"Old man Bu, you still have such a bad mouth. You can be my disciple of Wu Shentong, which no one can ask for. Stop talking nonsense and tell me whether my disciple is dead." Wu Shentong was a little unhappy.

Already.

The white-haired old man is not a trickster, but a true fortune teller. His deduction is unrivaled in the entire Zhongzhou. Wu Shentong found him because he wanted him to deduce whether Li Jingang was dead or not. If he was not dead,

He doesn't have to seek revenge from Long Jiuyang. If he dies, Long Jiuyang must die. If he can't kill him now, he will kill him one day.

He took out a Bagua disk and used Bagua to deduce the sky. A look of shock appeared on Gujing Bubo's face, and the God of War said: "Old man Bu, is my apprentice dead?"

"You old lunatic has done many evil things. You have committed so many evil things, but you are so lucky to have such a disciple. That disciple of yours is incredible! He is blessed with great luck and has become a disciple of Buddhism. He is one of the three Buddhist disciples.

The saint is accepted as his disciple, and he is the future master of Buddhism. He is the son of destiny in this era."

I didn’t know this, but I was really shocked. The Son of Luck was a trend-setter of an era. Every era would have a Son of Luck, but this old madman Wu Shentong took advantage of him and made him his disciple.

.

"This kid actually deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. He didn't even want me as his master. He accepted someone else as his master. If I find him, I won't give him a good beating."

Even though Wu Shentong said this, his heart was so happy that he disappeared in a flash.

"Old madman, you haven't given me the money yet?"

"We are old acquaintances, and you are still accepting money. You old man is so stingy. My apprentice is the son of luck. If you want money, just go to him, haha..."

The hearty laughter of Wu Shen Tong could be heard in his ears.

"Old madman, you are too happy too soon. Your disciple is the preacher chosen by Buddhism. Those guys from Taoism will not let him go easily. Then don't draw water from a bamboo basket and everything will be in vain." Bu Suanzi shook his head and said.


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