Chapter 111 The saints and bodhisattvas are all dogs
In terms of the power of the long knife in his hand, it is very easy to break through Monk Miao Lin's body-protecting Qi.
"I want to see if anyone of you will come to rescue me!" Liu Shuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was not just bluffing.
Amidst the exclamations of the people watching the battle, the long sword suddenly slashed down, like a fierce lightning bolt!
The moment the blade of the blade drank blood and broke through the skin on Miao Lin's neck, he let out a loud moan to himself, as if he had longed for the taste of blood for a long time.
The nine young monks never expected that he would just count to three and slash with his sword. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. At this time, they wanted to save him, but it was too late anyway!
However, the blade of the knife penetrated three points into the neck. Although I spared no effort, I could no longer make an inch further.
An invisible force came from the direction of the temple, and the long sword was involuntarily raised upwards, firmly fixed in the air and unable to fall.
Ruzhen's little monk's body swayed, and his feet immediately fell to the ground.
Before both of them could figure out what was going on, Monk Miao Lin had somehow left the spot and stood back on the shoulders of the nine young monks! He touched the knife wound on the side of his neck with one hand, and blood flowed from the gap between his fingers.
Time overflowed, his face turned pale, and he looked at Liu Shuzhu in shock.
Just a little short of that, he was dead!
Although the two Perfect Imperial Weapons played a key role in determining the outcome, the terrifying speed was absolutely unreasonable. More importantly, Liu Shuzhu's attitude... was far more arrogant than they imagined.
Liu Shuzhu exclaimed, then sheathed the knife. He failed to kill Monk Miao Lin and did not force himself any longer.
He raised his head and said to Monk Miaolin: "Do you still want to pass this level?"
Monk Miaolin and the other nine monks were speechless.
Previously, if Liu Shuzhu had agreed and devoted himself to breaking through the level, and then suddenly broke out at such a strange speed, how many of the ten of them would have escaped?
There is another unknown reason why Liu Shuzhu doesn't want to fight with them too much: at the moment, he doesn't want to waste any more energy.
"I thought you really didn't care about the lives of the disciples in your sect. It seems that the so-called crazy monks are nothing more than that."
At that moment, a voice refuted: "How can we allow you to kill innocent people and commit blasphemous acts in the Holy Land of Bodhi?"
In the temple door, a fair-skinned monk walked out in response, with his gauze draped across his right shoulder. He was tall and tall, with his breasts exposed. This monk had a very strange appearance, with big ears and fat lips, and a heavy face.
Jujube and a pair of white eyebrows look like lying silkworms.
The majesty is immeasurable, the treasures are dignified, and the steps are sparkling with light, just like gods coming to the world, and absolutely no ordinary monks!
"Master!" After seeing this person, Monk Miaolin immediately said respectfully.
"President!" The other nine monks also landed on the ground and bowed to him.
Among the three major temples, only a bunch of old monsters are left in the Shishi Temple. They practice their own practices on weekdays, and it has always been difficult to distinguish the priorities. This is not the case at the Damingwang Temple and the Bodhi Temple. Each has an 'abbot' and 'president' in charge of the temple.
complex matters.
Except for the three "half-step Arhats" and some old monks who have never been born, I will respect these two.
Master Xuansen is as famous as Abbot Yande. From the perspective of martial arts attainments, he is also a strong man who has reached the realm of perfection. In terms of magical power alone, he is much more powerful than Abbot Yande. He is nominally in charge of Bodhi Temple!
At the same time, he also has another identity, that is, the master of Monk Miao Lin.
As the second descendant of Bodhi Temple, Miao Lin is also a key training target in the temple, and his seniority is not low.
Host Xuansen did not touch the ground, and his whole body was shrouded in a holy and fierce glow, which was somewhat similar to the rays of light on the body of the Bodhi God Infant.
This is the appearance after the completion of the Bodhi Secret Dharma, and it is different from the Buddha's light on the top cultivated by the Mingwang Temple. In terms of appearance, the eminent monks of the Bodhi Temple are indeed the most outstanding. Each one is heroic and accepts the Dafa widely.
However, Liu Shuzhu had no intention of giving him a good look!
With the support of the monk Kongzang behind him, how could he be afraid of a "mere" leader of a big temple even if he dared to scold the Bodhi God Infant?
In fact, after listening to the words of the host Xuan Sen, Liu Shuzhu became furious, pointed at the young monk beside him, and said unceremoniously: "Innocent? Your disciple is innocent, isn't he innocent?"
Host Xuansen's eyes were calm and powerful. After examining him, he said matter-of-factly: "The factors for becoming a Buddha are destined by God. It is a cause and effect that was forged many years ago. Future generations have no right to interfere. Although you are with me,
We have the opportunity to have the Great Wish Bodhisattva, but they are not involved in each other. If you don't join my religion, how can you know that the Buddha's Dharma is boundless, and you are not qualified to speculate on the mysteries hidden in Buddhism. I don't want to see you now, but it's for your own good!"
"Hahaha, what a sanctimonious Buddha Dharma is boundless." Liu Shuzhu paused, looked in the direction of the stupa, and then turned to look at Master Xuansen, "It's a pity that it's bullshit."
"Be bold!"
"presumptuous!"
The light on Master Xuansen kept flickering, and the candles were bright and dim, but he was indifferent. But the young monks could not bear such humiliation, and they all shouted angrily!
More than twenty monks walked out of the temple and stood behind Master Xuansen. Each of them had profound cultivation. They were the older generation of elders from Bodhi Temple, and they were all powerful real martial artists. Their status was the same as that of the dozen elders from Damingwang Temple.
Quite a monk!
The coercion comes together, like Yue Linyuan.
Liu Shuzhu is just a child, but Master Xuansen is a famous monk in the desert. His words can even curse the entire Bodhi Temple.
At this time, although there was no movement in the stupa, a Buddha's call was heard in the distance.
At the end of the street, the people watching the battle spontaneously gave way. A group of more than a dozen Buddhist monks, led by Abbot Yande, walked towards Bodhi Temple. Behind Liu Shuzhu and the young monk, the old monks from Damingwang Temple
With expressionless faces, they each sat cross-legged, and their opposing attitudes were very clear.
Everyone was in an uproar. This lively scene even made the onlookers a little frightened!
Judging from the number of people and their respective practices, the Daming King Temple side was obviously at a disadvantage, but Abbot Yande smiled slightly, stuck the four-hole tin staff in his hand on the ground, turned a blind eye to Master Xuansen and others, and instead bowed to face
Liu Shuzhu said: "The little Bodhisattva said it well."
It seems that Damingwang Temple is not completely confused. With so many elders from Bodhi Temple coming forward, they finally came to support the two of them.
When Master Xuansen faced Abbot Yande, and they were equal in status, his aura immediately began to rise, showing his arrogant nature, his voice and look were stern, and he attacked Abbot Yande.
"How can this son take on the great responsibility of reviving Buddhism with such a murderous nature? You are wrong this time. Only the return of the Buddha can save Buddhism from the sea of suffering!"
Abbot Yande said: "Amitabha." He completely closed his eyes and ignored him.
Master Xuan Monk frowned slightly. Abbot Yande was in a peaceful mood. In the past, he always had to give him three points of respect, but his attitude was never as 'bad' as it is today, and he actually deliberately ignored his questions.
Liu Shuzhu's confidence became stronger, and he said with great disdain: "Since you are the abbot of a large temple, let me ask you, how do you compare to the Bodhisattva?"
Host Xuan Sen hesitated for a moment and argued with Liu Shuzhu, which seemed like he was worthless, but he thought he would not lose to him in a quarrel, so in order not to appear cowardly, he flatly replied: "It's better!"
"Okay. Let me ask you again, young master, do you understand Buddha or Bodhisattva better?"
"Xuansen is just a humble monk in the Bodhi Temple. How dare he discuss Buddhism on par with the ancient Bodhisattvas."
Liu Shuzhu laughed loudly, with a sonorous, powerful and domineering tone: "That's it! In terms of magic power, you can't compare to the Bodhisattva; in terms of knowing the Buddha, you can't even beat him. It's a pity..."
Xuan Sen hosted: "What a pity."
"It's a pity that the relics of the Great Wish Bodhisattva were chosen by me instead of you; it's a pity that the Sixth Patriarch gave the beads to me, not you; it's even more pity that people in the world regard me as a Bodhisattva who has been reborn, and I have nothing to do with you.
.From this point of view, I am closer to Bodhisattva than you, and I understand Buddha better than you... You... are not as good as me!"
Everyone was silent and listened, but Liu Shuzhu spoke without shame and made all kinds of sophistry.
"You only know about the great catastrophe of Buddhism from the mouths of Arhats from past generations. However, Arhats are said to be invincible with golden bodies, but they cannot be compared with Bodhisattvas. Who will save Buddhism and who will save all sentient beings is up to you."
He talked eloquently, showing all the evil in his chest, "As for whether that person is me, whether I save him or not, what does it have to do with you, a 'mean' monk?"
Master Xuansen is the master of the temple. He was verbally insulted by a junior. No matter how good his mood was, he could not remain indifferent. After all, he came from the Bodhi lineage, and his arrogance had long been ingrained in his bones, but he couldn't take action against Liu Shuzhu!
Liu Shuzhu, on the other hand, is a messy master. He is young but has a bad mouth and does not care about any human feelings.
It would be a loss of status for all eminent monks to have the same knowledge as him; it would be really irritating if they did not care about him! Moreover, in front of many people, you cannot allow him to speak nonsense and ignore it.
When Monk Miao Lin saw his elders being humiliated, he couldn't stand it any longer. It was up to him to come forward to refute. His status was the same as Liu Shuzhu's, so even if he lost a few words, it wouldn't matter.
"As a layman, don't think that just because you have obtained the Bodhisattva's relics, you can boss around the Buddhist disciples. You haven't even performed the ritual of tonsure, so where do you have the courage to blaspheme my lineage of Bodhisattva!"
Liu Shuzhu turned to him and laughed: "What a joke! How can the Buddha stick to sects in his eyes?"
"How could it not be!" Another young monk shouted angrily: "There are three thousand Dharma, Mahayana and Hinayana. Buddhism also has orthodox and side sects. You just have some chance with my Buddhism, but you don't know
Generally speaking, if you mess up the internal affairs of our Buddhist sect, you should be severely punished!"
"Is this going to kill your heart?" Liu Shuzhu's expression was pretending to be perverse, "Okay, let me ask you again, what is Sumeru Bodhi Buddha in your eyes? Why has the world worshiped the Buddha since ancient times?"
"There is suffering in the world, and there are sins in the world!" The young monk also did his part, "Because my Buddha's Dharma is boundless and can alleviate the suffering of all living beings, the world worships me!"
Liu Shuzhu cursed back: "Buddhism talks about saving all sentient beings. It doesn't matter whether you have this ability or not. But since you are saving sentient beings and saving the mortal world, how can you separate them just because you are a monk and I am a layman?"
High and low and priority. All living beings are created equal. Even children know such a simple truth. What’s the use of cultivating your mind if your brain is full of mush!"
The young monk was immediately speechless.
"You and I, animals and ants, are essentially the same."
The expressions of Master Xuansen and the elders of Bodhi Temple changed slightly. They were very ugly, but for the moment they didn't know what words to say in reply.
Liu Shuzhu's tone became more serious and he said: "Since ancient times, sages and Bodhisattvas have all been chewing dogs, so what qualifications do you have to point here? A red mouth and white teeth is a Buddha, but a single thought can determine the fate of others!"
The Buddha is supreme and can surpass all ordinary saints.
Then, from the height of a Buddha, everything in our eyes can be extremely noble or insignificant, including sages and Bodhisattvas.