Is it sick?

Yes?

Is it sick?

Chu Yun's face was light, his attitude had to be correct, and his appearance had to be sufficient.

In my heart, I have already greeted the little monk's master and grandmother, of course, if he has it.

In front of so many big demons and Taoist cultivators, it's just a matter of asking Senior Brother Ben what the Dao is, and Senior Brother Ben can still casually talk about some things to prevaricate in the past.

But if you ask Senior Brother what a Buddha is in front of so many people, it's really a bit excessive.

Chu Yun took a deep breath, he really couldn't understand what the little monk wanted to do.

Are the people here so unruly to play cards?

However, although Chu Yun didn't know what the little monk was going to do, the little monk's disciple gift was genuine.

In desperation, Chu Yun looked at Uncle Yourong again.

The Venerable Master looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and it was obvious that he was letting Chu Yun watch it himself.

Xiao Yunzhu on the side racked his brains, as if he was thinking about what a Buddha was, and seemed to be thinking about how the senior brother would argue about the Buddha and shine.

Looking at the expression on Xiao Yunzhu's face, Chu Yun felt that after going back, it was necessary to popularize what it means for Xiao Yunzhu to be a humble gentleman and not be happy with things.

The surrounding group of Dao cultivators had proud looks on their faces, and they squinted at the little monk with their necks squinted.

With a look of what kind of Buddha practices Zen Buddhism, I don't even know what a Buddha is, and in the end I don't want to ask my Taoist son.

At this time, Chu Yun noticed that Black Scale's face suddenly changed, and his heart suddenly moved.

Sure enough, Black Scales snorted coldly, stood up, looked at the little monk, and said with a gloomy face: "Little monk, I want to know what a Buddha is, go back and ask your Zen elders if it is not clear, it is just a small path, and even the Mahayana period has not yet arrived, how do you know what a Buddha is?"

Speaking of this, Black Scales flashed with a look of surprise on his face, staring at the little monk of the golden cicada, and then said, "You little bald donkey, I'm afraid you haven't cultivated yourself stupidly, right?"

The other two demon immortals were also extremely ridiculed, and Chu Yun was quite strange in his heart.

The little monk of the golden cicada had no expression on his face, and even with a little humility, he bowed down again and said, "I implore Senior Brother Chu to give me advice." ”

"Little monk, you are looking for death!"

A look of anger flashed on the black scale's face, and he was about to take action to suppress the little monk of the golden cicada.

The Musang fairy next to him all changed their faces one after another, looked at Chu Yun with a strange expression, and gave a look to the two demon fairies beside him.

On the bodies of the two demon immortals, a terrifying demonic aura suddenly erupted, pointing directly at the little monk of the golden cicada.

Under such circumstances, the little monk of the golden cicada was like a boat in the vast sea, swaying and pale.

Rao is like this, the little monk of the golden cicada still has a humble posture on his face, and he can't bend over.

The attitude is quite correct.

At this time, there were bursts of singing on the body of the extinguishing sky, like a big Buddha chanting, a Buddha bead around the body, slowly walked forward, stopped between the golden cicada and the three demon fairies, raised his head, smiled, sang, and said: "Three, don't bully the small, the poor monk is not talented, if you are desperate to give up the Buddha body, pull you into the water, it's not impossible." ”

Hearing this, the faces of the three demon fairies suddenly changed.

If you give up the Buddha body, you have to work hard.

This situation is similar to the situation of Dao Xiu's beheading of three corpses, and it is even more painful to endure the pain of burning the soul of heaven and earth.

As a last resort, no Buddhist cultivator is willing to give up the Buddha body.

It's like Dao Cultivator, no one wants to easily behead three corpses.

Chu Yun looked at the scene in front of him suspiciously, confused by these two persistent monks.

Qi Tiangong coughed lightly and looked at the Venerable Master.

Master Yourong pursed his lips and said to Chu Yun: "Little guy, if you can say two words, just say two words, these two monks are quite pitiful." ”

It's pathetic.

Hearing the words of the Venerable Master, Chu Yun's face was strange.

He also felt that the little monk was too persistent.

It's just at this time.

And he did have the little monk's answer in his heart, so he couldn't help nodding.

Seeing this scene, everyone held their breath.

The little monk of the golden cicada seemed to feel Chu Yun's breath, slowly stood up, looked at Chu Yun with burning eyes, and kept chanting in a small voice in his mouth, and even his breathing became short.

Obviously, the little monk is looking forward to it, and he is looking forward to it.

A trace of anxiety flashed on Fairy Musang's face, and he stared at Chu Yun and said, "Little guy, you have to think clearly, once you say it, you will completely offend your sister, and the end of offending your sister is very bad." ”

Chu Yun glanced at Fairy Musang, and said in his heart Even if he doesn't say it, Senior Brother Ben seems to have offended all of you today.

So...... It's better to offend more thoroughly.

"Little monk, you're very good!"

As soon as Chu Yun spoke, the surrounding heaven and earth were silent, silent, and even the wild sand whistling in mid-air seemed to become softer.

The little monk of the golden cicada was shocked, and he sang again and again, and his eyes flickered, and there was a golden light.

Even the extinguishing sky was staring at Chu Yun with his eyes condensed into flames.

Chu Yun took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, glanced at the Musang Fairy, and Lang Lang said: "The Tao is three in one and complements, the Buddha is not the Tao!"

As soon as these words came out, a strong wind suddenly rose around.

A terrifying wind blew the yellow sand all over the sky.

Under the terrifying wave of qi, countless people showed horror on their faces and looked into the air.

When he looked at Chu Yun again, his face was strange and shocked.

A Buddha is not a Tao, it goes straight to the heart of all people.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have been pursuing the essence of power, and there have been fierce debates about the cultivation methods and the relationship between the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism.

But no matter how you debate it, most of it is that the Buddha is the Tao.

The things that are rumored in Xianyun Kyushu are almost all inherited on this basis.

The little monk of the golden cicada took a deep breath, stared at Chu Yun directly, and said: "The Buddha is foreign, there are scriptures but no magic, and the Dharma is derived from the study of the Dao method. ”

Chu Yun took a deep breath.

Obediently, he really didn't know that even the Buddha in Xianyun Kyushu was an outsider.

But now that he has spoken, there is no turning back, only to continue.

Although the Buddha studied the Tao and knew the Dharma, the Dharma could be the Dao, but the Buddha was not the Dao.

Glancing at the gloating Musang Fairy, Chu Yun suddenly wanted to manipulate her again.

In mid-air, the wind swept violently, the yellow sand covered the sky, and everyone's clothes were fierce.

The Great Demon Relic flashed with a strange light, like a big eyeball, staring at Chu Yun, staring at heaven and earth, and staring at the world.

Chu Yun stood tall and stood between everyone, like the focus of the light of heaven and earth, eye-catching.

Looking at the puzzled little monk of the golden cicada and the playful Musang fairy, Chu Yun slowly spoke: "The Buddha is suffering and extinguishing suffering, consummating the precept of wisdom, extinguishing greed and hatred, and not being subject to aftermath, this is the Hinayana ......"

Thundered!

The heavens and the earth roared, and the terrifying waves of qi surged and fell.

In mid-air, the desert Zen statue, which had been shattered, was reorganized, shining with golden light, covering the sky and the sun.

Not a stone statue, but an illusion.

Chu Yun glanced up, and then said: "Strength is power, no matter the Buddha or the demon, but mortal, good and evil, bitterness and happiness, and the emptiness of all laws are all one, and no two are Buddhas." ”

Boom ——!

The whole heaven and earth shook violently.

In mid-air, the big Buddha sings, the demon wind is great, the world is chaotic, and the yellow sand is all over the sky.

Under the shaking of the earth and the mountains, the little monk of the golden cicada shook all over his body and retreated again and again.

The faces of countless demon cultivators changed, and they were blue and red.

It was that Dao Xiu, and they all gasped in unison.

The Buddha is one, and the Tao is three.

Buddha is not the Tao!

This is Chu Yun's understanding of Buddhism.

Such a celestial phenomenon, it seems that Chu Yun is not wrong.

The terrifying waves of qi covered the sky and the sun, and the big demon relics suddenly shouted with golden light, and the demonic qi surged, forming a Taoist yin and yang diagram in mid-air, rushing towards Chu Yun frantically.

Before Chu Yun could react, the big demon relic went straight into his mouth.

Under the shock of his heart, Chu Yun scolded in his heart.

The little bald donkey is so bad that it hurts me?

At this moment, he finally understood why the little bald donkey of the golden cicada would ask him what a Buddha was.

Is it to let him be recognized by the Great Demon Relic?