Fazhi burst into tears and kowtowed to the mural repeatedly.
"Master didn't know something. That group of people found out about our background and used it as a coercion to help them imprison the prisoners. They also said that the prisoners were either extremely guilty or guilty of murder. In short, they violated the precepts of our Buddha."
Faxin also covered his face and sobbed: "That group of people has great supernatural powers. If we don't agree, they will destroy the Karma Temple and tell the world that we are all monsters. Master, we know that you are merciful, but we are afraid that you will not allow it."
, I sealed you in the painting out of necessity!"
The monk in the scroll sighed: "Why do you have such an appearance? The Buddha said, this person has no appearance of self, no appearance of no one, no appearance of living beings, and no appearance of a life-span."
At that time, the poor monks lectured day and night and preached the Buddha's Dharma to you. Although you obtained the Tao and transformed into physical forms and entered my Buddhist door, you eventually acquired the physical form.
Don’t you know that only by not being attached to yourself, others, sentient beings, or even to me, the Buddha, can you have a true Tao Zen mind?
But because you are persistent in reviving Buddhism, you fell into the lower vehicle and were used by evil demons and heretics... This cause and effect was planted by poor monks, and it should be resolved by poor monks, Amitabha."
Golden aura shot out from the mural and enveloped the strange monks.
Fa Xin's body trembled for a while and then turned back into a loving bamboo.
Fazhi stood up tremblingly, rising continuously and turned into a welcoming pine tree.
The rest of the monks were also knocked back to their original shape and lost their spiritual luster. Apart from being slightly larger in size, they were not much different from other plants.
Together with the spirits who had been beaten back to their original form by Zhou Yi, they floated in the flood and drifted out of the temple.
"A hundred years later, when my Buddha rises again, if you can let go of your obsessions, you will be saved by the destined ones.
Amitabha……"
As the voice settled, the holes in the mural slowly closed.
But there was a white light that came first and jumped into the cave.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on horseback and ran wildly through the world of murals, rushing towards the place where the sound came from.
Lecture day and night!
Promote Buddhism!
Enlighten living beings!
Remove cause and effect!
This is definitely a generosity that only a true eminent monk can possess!
Although I don’t know why this enlightened monk chose to retreat in the mural.
But it may be precisely because of this that he was able to avoid the Buddhist catastrophe more than twenty years ago.
High! Really high!
"Senior Monk... No, Master, I'm coming!"
With excitement in his heart, Zhou Yi rode his horse across the plains, jumped over deep ravines, climbed over the mountains, and entered a fruit forest.
I don’t know how long it took, but the scene in front of me suddenly became clear.
When I was deep in the forest, I saw a temple. There was an old monk sitting alone in the temple. He was wearing a yellow-brown cassock, holding a wooden staff, and his eyebrows were as white as a moustache.
Seeing Zhou Yi, a smile appeared on his thin, wrinkled face.
"Amitabha, you are here."
Zhou Yi got off his horse, endured his rapidly accelerating heartbeat, came to the old monk, and bowed deeply: "I have seen the eminent monk."
The old monk stood up and returned the greeting: "I don't dare to praise myself in front of the holy monks."
"There is no need to trade business blows at this time!"
Zhou Yi quickly gave another salute.
"Disciple Yichen, although he has a connection with Buddhism, he worshiped at the entrance wall and became a little monk. However, he has a heavy worldly mind and his worldly connection is not over. In order to prevent himself from tarnishing my Buddha, he has applied to the eminent monk to return to secular life. I hope Master Danming will approve it."
There was not much surprise on the old monk's simple and unpretentious face.
"The holy monk is joking. You are the most intelligent person that the poor monk has ever seen in his life. Otherwise, you would not have been chosen by my Buddha to protect you from the intrusion of the desolate Buddha's mantra."
"Lie... I am the Buddha above, Abbot, please don't tell lies with your eyes open like this!"
Zhou Yi couldn't help but say a curse word.
Wisdom root?
Maybe that Yi Chen from the past did.
But I am Zhou Yi, just a fake who replaced Yichen.
I want to eat meat, save money, and marry at least one wife... What kind of wisdom is this?
Master Daming suddenly blinked and said with a smile: "The fate is wonderful."
Zhou Yi helplessly held up his forehead and raised his head to the sky: "I am destined to be a peat...Master, please allow me to return to secular life. Please do well and be a human being..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
Damming smiled and asked, "Why don't you continue talking?"
Zhou Yi laughed at himself: "It's just a mouthful, Abbot, don't blame me."
"Happy?"
Dan Ming looked puzzled, shook his head immediately, and whispered the Buddha's name: "With the holy monk's Dharma eyes, I think he has already seen through the true nature of the poor monk."
Zhou Yi was silent.
In fact, he didn't even need to look at it, he had already guessed it in his heart.
Damming is not only the teacher of the monks, but also can enter the murals to avoid the Buddhist catastrophe, so he is most likely not of human origin.
"But, I, the Buddha, save all sentient beings."
Zhou Yi stared at Dan Ming: "Even an eminent monk who has achieved extraordinary cultivation has the qualifications to approve my return to secular life."
Facing Zhou Yi's earnest gaze, Dan Ming sighed softly.
"Day after day, year after year, we listen to sutras in front of the Buddha, thus giving birth to the spiritual nature of the Buddha. However, if we do not reincarnate, we will never be able to obtain the three souls and seven souls and the human body and bones. We will not know the ways of the world, and we will not be able to survive the seven emotions and six desires.
, how can one become a true eminent monk?"
Zhou Yi pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something more.
But in the end nothing was said.
My heart is full of loss.
"Then, sorry to bother you."
He turned around slowly.
Damming's laughter sounded from behind, "Has the holy monk given up?"
The corners of Zhou Yi's lips rose: "Give up and return to secular life? How is that possible? As long as the young monk is still breathing, he will carry out the great cause of returning to secular life to the end. Amitabha, that's so good!"
Dan Ming put his palms together and said, "As expected of a holy monk, his Zen heart is as strong as a rock, solid and indestructible."
The corners of Zhou Yi's lips drooped.
Not only is this flattery uncomfortable, it actually feels weird.
However, Dan Ming did not take it seriously and continued: "As far as the poor monk knows, as early as a few years ago, there was no eminent monk or virtuous person in the world. I'm afraid it will be impossible to find eminent monks and approve the way to return to secular life."
Zhou Yi stopped and turned around: "Then, why did the abbot teach me?"
Damming smiled: "All conditioned dharma should be viewed in this way. In fact, the holy monk already has a way to solve it in his heart, but he just doesn't want to face it, so why do you need my teaching?"
Zhou Yi was silent again.
Although this Dan Ming is a different kind of Buddhist cultivator, he understands people's hearts well, but even so, he cannot become an eminent monk.
It is probably really difficult to find eminent monks in the world.
Damming's expression gradually became solemn.
"The reason for the collapse of Buddhism is both the external cause of being invaded by monsters and ghosts, and the internal cause of the lack of good and bad scriptures among the monks. The holy monks are the last hope of the Middle Kingdom. What they do in the future may attract the obstruction of evil spirits and heretics.
I also hope that the holy monks will always practice Buddhism and take care of themselves."
Zhou Yi could naturally hear the implication of Dan Ming's words, but he was urging himself to practice hard and keep upgrading.
"The young monk has not weighed clearly what the abbot said. It is getting late, so the young monk left first and will come to visit the abbot another day."
"Today may be the last time I see you."
Hearing this, Zhou Yi was startled and raised his head to stare at the old monk opposite.
I saw a monk with long white eyebrows sitting cross-legged under the peach tree in front of the temple.
His face was simple, neither sad nor happy, and he was nodding slightly to himself, indicating that he still had something to say.