"What if I'm stuck in Zen?"

"What if I suppress the demon ape in my heart?"

"But today!"

"Who has mercy on me for being a good child?"

"I can't settle down with a Zen heart!"

"Today I can't diligently cultivate the precepts and fix wisdom, stop greed and hatred, I want to break the precepts of killing and clean up the door today! I have the Buddha in my heart, and the Buddhas protect the Dharma!"

Master Huizhen's eyes were split, his white beard was angry, and his left hand, which was not holding a Zen staff, began to form a Buddhist mudra.

With the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of the left hand, and bend the palm in the middle, the straight head finger, twist the middle joint of the head finger with the big finger, twist the middle joint with the thumb of the head finger, and the left hand seal spells the clouds and the sun rises.

"If there is a thunderbolt and a thunderbolt poisonous dragon, the one who will kill the wind and the rain!"

"Om, boom, boom, Mahara!"

Master Huizhen knotted the big mudra of Buddhism in his left hand, spitting words like thunder in his mouth, and his whole body was boiling.

This is the Buddha Sect Filthy Vajra Mudra!

Stop thunder and hail imprint big handprint!

"The light of the Buddha shines, subdues the four demons, and protects me with six paths of mercy!"

The voice of Master Huizhen's mantra was deafening, and this eminent monk's Dharma was boundless.

Suddenly!

Outside the house, it was a cloudy day with drizzle, and suddenly scattered a cloud, there was a golden sun like the Buddha's light, dispelling the humane clouds, the Buddha's light sprinkled the world, and finally the golden light shone in the Qingfan Hall on the white dragon temple on the low mountain.

When the Buddha shines on the two old monks at the door.

The Buddha has no mercy.

directly broke the Buddha spirit of the two old monks.

The robe, which was originally swollen like a golden bell, suddenly seemed to be deflated, and the robe dried up, revealing two old monks in the twilight of their last years.

Without the Buddha's qi to protect the body, the stainless steel Zen staff in the hand of Master Huizhen shook again, and the steel ring engraved with Buddhist texts on the Zen staff shook, and once again there was a Buddha light brushing towards the two old monks at the door.

The light of the Buddha overwhelms the mountains and the sea, and purifies all sentient beings.

Even the Buddha has to be universalized.

Bang!

"Ahh

"Ahh

Two screams, a figure in the air spit blood was knocked out by the Buddha's light, this time it was the old monk who was more angry, he spat blood in his mouth and was knocked away, his body hit the wooden pillar of the carved beam painting corridor outside the door, his body was shocked, his bones were broken, and his mouth vomited blood.

The light of the Buddha is only a moment.

And then it disappeared in an instant.

But it was a miraculous scene.

It was seen by the incense devotees on the White Dragon Temple.

These ordinary people involuntarily knelt down and kowtowed to the Qingfan Hall, and called out to the Buddha Manifestation of the White Dragon Temple!

But no one doubted it.

It was not the Buddha who appeared to the White Dragon Temple, but the angry eyes of King Kong, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and the monks from the National Temple in Jingcheng City were cleaning up the dirt and dirt hidden in the Buddhist gate.

There are high-ranking monks fighting in the White Dragon Temple.

In the White Dragon Temple, there are many monks who also sit cross-legged in the direction of the Buddha light and chant the scriptures, and many people want to get close to the Qingfan Hall to check, but they are blocked by the warrior monks holding the ordination stick.

As early as before coming to the Qingfan Hall, someone in the White Dragon Temple gave an order to these warrior monks, no matter what movement they heard, no one was allowed to approach the Qingfan Hall.

Although they were also curious about what was going on inside the Qingfan Hall, they felt that there was a boundless Buddha power in the Qingfan Hall.

These are just ordinary warrior monks.

Where can you look directly at Fowei.

These secular ordinary warrior monks were all silent, and they didn't dare to take a step closer to the Qingfan Hall.

At this time, in the Qingfan Hall, there were three old monks, only the last one left, which was the old monk with a face full of old spots, and at this moment he was holding a crystal bone in his hand, the crystal bone was not big, and it exuded the light of the Buddha.

A golden-bodied Buddha manifested in the void from the crystal bones, forming a vajra enchantment, resisting the vast Buddha light that came from the overwhelming impact of the mountains and seas.

This is a relic.

It is the Buddha light crystal bone left by the cremation of Buddhist monks after their death.

The monks recite Buddhist scriptures day and night, day and night by the merits of the cultivation, the body is beyond the mundane, the body is full of Buddha nature, Buddha light, after the death of people will bear relics under the cause of fate.

The old monk with a spotted face holding the crystal bone relic, although he resisted the impact of the Buddha's light on the Zen staff in Master Huizhen's hand, he had long lost a quiet meditation heart at this moment.

Only the heart is extremely shocked.

Is this the power of the monks of Zhenguo Temple?

Unexpectedly, the few of them joined forces and were not the opponents of Master Huizhen.

Master Huizhen has only been going to the Jingcheng National Temple for more than ten years, why is the Dharma advancing so fast, they don't even have the qualifications to be the enemy of a move, and Master Huizhen let them see the power of the Zhenguo Temple, the holy land of Buddhism.

The more I thought about it, the more horrified I became.

"Relic!"

"This relic is the treasure of the Famen, it was originally left by the monks of the White Dragon Temple after they sat down, so that future generations could use the relics to protect the White Dragon Temple, but I didn't expect it to be used by you to kill each other!"

"Why are you killing each other!"

"Why are you pretending to be a Buddha in the flesh!"

"Say!"

Master Huizhen's words are heart-wrenching, and his voice is like a bell.

But his voice didn't attract the attention of the outside world at all, which can only show that an enchantment has been laid here, blocking the movement of Qingfan Hall's fighting method from reaching the outside world.

"This relic has fallen into your hands, and it has really been defiled!"

"Let me return to the peace of my ancestors. ”

Master Huizhen pressed forward step by step, stretched out his palm, and was about to deprive the relics, the old monk with a face full of old spots struggled to support, and just when he was about to lose his support, a calm, flat voice sounded.

Venerable Huizhen's hands are covered with boundless Dharma.

Inch by inch, slowly penetrate the vajra enchantment of the relics.

It is getting closer and closer to the relics in the hands of the old monk.

This is a contest between the Buddhism of Bailong Temple and the Buddhism of Zhenguo Temple.

In the end, it is the Buddhism of Zhenguo Temple that is more subtle and superior.

But the relics left by the sitting monks of the White Dragon Temple are the treasures of Buddhism, even if Master Huizhen breaks through the vajra barrier inch by inch to take away the relics, but he himself is also uncomfortable, two Buddha forces compete on him, wrestling, and the bones of the body are gurgling.

It was like he was about to be overwhelmed at any moment and broke his arm bones.

At this critical juncture, there was a sudden change, and a big palm sneaked up from behind, pressing towards the back of Master Huizhen's heart, and the palm was shining gold, as if it was as rotten as a golden flame.

The golden flame carries the breath of Shakya, which is Shakya's mudra.

Master Huizhen, who was originally trying his best to deprive the old monk of the relics, had cultivated to his level and had a keen sense of danger, so he forcibly withdrew his left hand, and then hurriedly slapped at the sneak attacker behind him.

In the palm of Master Huizhen's hand, there is also a golden flame like a brilliant Buddha light.

Mahamudra vs. Mahamudra.

Bang!

The two palms were sealed, and the two palms erupted with erosive golden light, like a river bursting its embankment, throwing wild stones into the lake, a stone startled a thousand waves, and the road paved with bluestone slabs under his feet cracked and exploded, forming a circle of air waves that pushed wildly around.

The blast tore the corridor under the eaves behind him to pieces, collided violently in the air, and finally smashed into pieces.

This is caused by the leakage of the power of the wrestling between the two people.

Master Huizhen didn't move.

On the contrary, it was the sneak attacker behind him, kicking and kicking, taking three steps back in a row, leaving a foot-deep footprint on the hard ground under his feet with each step back.

It wasn't until after three steps of withdrawal that all the strength was unloaded.

Master Ke Huizhen is a senior monk from the National Temple in Jingcheng City, and it is already a great thing that someone in the White Dragon Temple can be a little weaker under him and can take his palm.

This sneak attacker.

Not someone else.

It was the young monk Zen Yuan, who was in his early twenties and had the heart of the Three Lotus Buddhas.

He actually deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors, and he secretly attacked Master Huizhen, the uncle, who was playing yin behind his back.

Unexpectedly, the person who could take over Master Huizhen was not a few old monks in Bailong Temple who had been practicing for a long time, but this calm monk in his early twenties.

Monk Chan Yuan didn't care at all that he was knocked back three steps by Master Huizhen.

He waved his right hand, which was a little numb in his wrist bones.

"Master, if you want to achieve great things, you can't be indecisive. I have said a long time ago that this Hui Zhen can't stay, he suddenly came to the White Dragon Temple at this sensitive time, and he must have come to investigate the death of Shanneng. ”

"You see that he wants to kill you now, he wants to kill all of us, and he doesn't care about the old relationship with the same family, what are you hesitating about?"

Chan Yuan said calmly to the old monk with old age spots on his face.

He has a temperament, and his bearing is so graceful that he doesn't look like a monk, and he understates a few words, but he deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, kills people, and kills people.

Ruthless.

There is no compassion at all.

"Senior Brother Huizhen, one day you will understand our good intentions. ”

"The White Dragon Temple will remember the contributions we have made today, and only in our hands can the incense continue to prosper for a hundred years. ”

The old monk looked like crazy, and said nonsense to Master Huizhen.

"Demon Buddha!"

Master Huizhen's white beard was furious, booming, and the steel Zen staff in his hand slammed to the ground.

The earth and rocks under the Zen stick were directly blasted out of a huge pit, and the sky collapsed.

The monks from this Zhenguo Temple, in addition to the powerful Buddhism, even the physical body is rendered by the Buddha nature, and there is a faint image of the golden body of the Buddha, and the physical body has undergone a reborn transformation.

Even if he is eighty or ninety years old and frail, he can still dance the twenty-pound stainless steel Zen stick in his hand.

The Buddhist text on the stainless steel Zen staff in the hands of Master Huizhen seems to be connected with Master Huizhen, the Zen staff feels the anger of Master Huizhen, and the Buddhist text engraved on the surface of the Zen staff is full of Buddha fire, along with the angry Buddha fire of Master Huizhen, and the Buddha fire and angry lotus bloom with it, and the Qingfan Hall is full of golden Buddha light.

Master Huizhen was just about to make a move, and suddenly, poof!

He spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The breath of life on his body was violently weakened, as if it was about to be extinguished, but Master Huizhen's mouth burst into Buddhist words: "Huh!

This is Shakya's mantra of lighting the lamp.

It can dispel the influence of evil, re-ignite the wick, prevent the wick from being extinguished by the evil evil, and prevent the lamp from being extinguished like a person from dying.

But even if the wick is re-lit, Master Huizhen's physical condition is also uncomfortable, and he has been injured to the root, this high monk's face is gray with qi and blood, and the qi and blood deficit is huge, and he needs to be treated in time.

"Look for death!"

"You know that poisoning the tea is ineffective for me, and deliberately take me to see Shanneng's body, so that I can relax my vigilance under great compassion and come into contact with the poison on Shanneng's body! Shanneng respected the teacher the most during his lifetime, but after his death, you still want to use his hand to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, you should all be punished!"

Although Venerable Huizhen was seriously injured, he was a senior monk of Zhenguo Temple, and he made a mudra in his hand and shouted angrily: "If there are sentient beings in the world, they will be troubled by all evil ghosts and gods. If you let the evil spirits return to the people, hum, scream, and feast, and leave the misery forever!"

But when he saw Zen Yuan, who had sneaked up before, he actually knelt down in public, he wanted to resist, he wanted to struggle to stand up, but his body seemed to be carrying a Buddha on his back.

The Buddha pressed him so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

Knock! Knock!

Master Huizhen, who was pale-faced, approached Zen Yuan with a Zen staff, and shouted angrily: "Bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors, being ruthless, you can't be left!"

"If I don't kill you, it will be difficult for the White Dragon Temple to have Qingning! I am willing to devote myself to the killing path for the Buddha and sweep away the filth of the Buddha!"

When Master Huizhen raised the Zen staff in his hand and was about to pierce the body of Zen Yuan who was kneeling on the ground, the old monk with a spotted face in the Vajra Enchantment behind him begged Master Huizhen's subordinates to show mercy.

"Senior Brother Huizhen is merciful!"

"Senior Brother Huizhen, just beg me, don't break the hope of the incense in the White Dragon Temple, Chan Yuan is still young, his heart is not yet calm, he can change, he still has a chance to change evil into good!"

"Don't we often teach others on weekdays, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, why can't you give my disciple Zen Yuan a chance to reform himself!"

"You asked me to pity your disciples, when you were killing each other, who would have taken pity on my disciples?

"Senior Brother Huizhen, don't you want to know what our purpose is in doing this?" The old monk in the Vajra Enchantment Realm shouted anxiously, and the Zen staff that was about to fall in Master Huizhen's hand really paused.

Seeing this, the old monk immediately interceded for Chan Yuan, and hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother Huizhen, the White Dragon Temple has been prosperous in our hands for more than ten years, but this is not enough, it is far from enough. ”

"Now is a peaceful and prosperous era, and a conservative like you, Senior Brother Huizhen, eats fasting and recites Buddha in the temple all day long, and does not listen to the things outside the window, and can no longer keep up with the trend. In times of peace and prosperity, we monks should join the WTO and do everything possible to develop incense believers. ”

"Only when there are many incense believers, and there is more incense money in the incense box and merit box, can the everlasting lamp in front of the Buddha's seat be kept bright. ”

"The world only knows that the monks of the White Dragon Temple are rich and rich, and the incense box is full of believers' incense money every day. Just because the White Dragon Temple is good at running secular business, why do the monks and monasteries outside Wuzhou Mansion look down on our White Dragon Temple, why is this?"

"I just want the world to know that in addition to the smell of copper, our White Dragon Temple also has high monks, Buddhism, and the physical Buddha that the monks in the Buddhist world crave but can't seek!"

"As long as we have a physical Buddha in the White Dragon Temple, Buddhist temples all over the country will respect our White Dragon Temple as the head. ”

"So you can't kill Chan Yuan, my disciple Chan Yuan can give birth to a flesh Buddha for the White Dragon Temple, two flesh Buddhas, more flesh Buddhas, sooner or later the fame will overshadow the Zhenguo Temple in the capital, let us make the White Dragon Temple a holy place for all Buddhas!"

"And my disciple Zen Yuan is the heart of the Three Lotus Buddha, now that the Buddha has the physical body, my disciple will definitely be able to become a golden body in the future, it is a rare talent, and the White Dragon Temple will overpower the Zhenguo Temple just around the corner!"

The more the old monk talked, the more crazy he became.

It's already crazy.

"It seems that you are really crazy, and the more you live, the more demonic you become. Master Huizhen's eyes were cold.

"That's just the White Dragon Temple to satisfy your personal desires, not the White Dragon Temple in the eyes of all beings. ”