"You bald donkeys, ostensibly pretending to be merciful and merciful to all sentient beings," the boy put away the water and fire stick, spat on blood, and looked at the dry well monk with disdain, "What can be done?" What's the difference with those who are ruthless? At the moment you just now, you broke the luck array of the old ladies who heard the people, and hurt your eyes, and those people in Chang'an City are afraid that they have killed and injured 10,000 people. ”

"Amitabha," the old monk was still cross-legged on the ground, his face calm, "for the sake of the well-being of all living beings in the future, it is also good to sacrifice some people." ”

"Huh?" The kid leaned on the water and fire stick, and his eyes were even more disgusted, "This is the Buddha path that you old bald donkeys are pursuing?" So what is the difference between this Buddha path and that demon path? ”

The old monk's face is still calm and does not make waves, "The Buddha has the Buddha's method, the demon has the means of the devil, the difference between the two is that the Buddha is to save the world, and the demon is for his own selfish interests." Even if I can purify the common people, I am a Buddha, so why should the benefactor say any foolish words to disturb the old man's state of mind? ”

"!" The boy's water and fire stick smashed straight to the ground, allowing the residual qi in his body where the dry well monk was located to be discharged, and the ground was suddenly torn apart, and the cracks were like the tangled roots of the old tree, densely stretching into the distance.

"The fate of people in this world has their own ideas and decisions, and I want you old bald donkey to meddle in your own affairs! Save the world? Does the world say that you want to save? Old bald donkey, you can see clearly with my eyes, these people in the world are never those who, in your eyes, cry crookedly and cry all day long and cry for your mother to ask you to purify their waste! In this world, although more people live a miserable life without a meal, without clothes and shoes, don't forget, they still have days of laughter, and they are still desperately living! You only see the suffering they have endured, but you forget their joy, and you see some waste begging for mercy for their suffering, and you think that the whole world is so spineless. Old bald donkey, your brain is in water! ”

The kid pointed to the little monk Xuankong in the distance, and sneered at the dry well monk: "See, the little monk who hasn't grown his hair yet." I asked him what the difference between a Buddha and a demon is. He said, 'The Buddha is the one who listens to the business of the people and gives the world guidance, but the demon is the one who listens to the opinions of the people and hands the butcher's knife to the world.' I didn't quite understand it at the time, but when I saw you old bald donkey, I understood that you were the one who taught people to butcher knives! ”

The old monk followed the boy's finger and looked at the Xuankong with beautiful eyebrows and seemed to be worried, and a little smile was forced out on his originally calm face, and he said with relief, "You can expect to become a Buddha." ”

But the smile was like the spring light leaked by the little lady, and it disappeared in a flash. The old monk regained his compassionate look, and said calmly to the kid: "If it is the right way, it will guide the way, and if it is the wrong way, it will be beheaded." The depth of Buddhism is so profound that the old man has not yet understood it, and he is not willing to make assertions. The people of the world are numb, they don't know how to live in the sea of suffering, the world is disturbed, and they don't know what to expect from joy. The donor is a rare and enlightened person in this world, who can live with the earth and the sky, why is he so stubborn? ”

"These Laosh things, I'm not rare," the kid waved his stick, and the rivers and lakes on the head of the dry well monk shouted angrily, and pressed down again, "I can't afford to give what I want this day, I can't give it here, so I have to beat it down with my own hands!" Can you stop me, old bald man? Since I can't tell you, I'll beat you until you can't speak! What Buddha and what demon want to go wild with me? Eat me first!

The old monk's face was finally no longer calm, holding a Zen cane, slowly getting up, and the Buddha behind him then straightened his back that was about to be crushed by the rivers and lakes, and looked at a collapsed street in Chang'an City compassionately, sighing: "My Buddha is merciful......

All the Buddhas behind him sighed,

"My Buddha's Compassion ......"

There are also countless Buddhas who appear from the west, sitting or standing, lying or walking, with different postures, but all with a compassionate look on their faces. There are even more bodhisattvas who come down to earth, holding magic weapons, riding beasts, and quietly looking at the world.

The dry well monk no longer paid attention to the boy and bowed sincerely to the Buddhas behind him.

The Buddhas returned the salute with a smile.

Only then did the dry well monk look up at the rivers and lakes in the world that came from the pressure, sat down with a smile, slowly stretched out his hands like dead branches, supported his left hand with his left knee, palm up, his right hand was the same as his left hand, overlapping his left hand, and the two thumbs and fingers were on each other, towards the rivers and lakes above his head, and formed a law definition seal.

The swift rivers and lakes suddenly stopped, and no matter how many warriors in the rivers and lakes called, they couldn't get half a point!

The gesture of the dry well monk at this time changed again, the left hand and the umbilicus were knotted with the Vajra fist seal, and the right hand was knotted with the fearless seal, and the beings in the rivers and lakes suddenly couldn't make a sound, and their expressions were confused.

The dry well monk finally looked at the boy, no longer sealed, and stretched out his five fingers plainly, pointing up and down.

The same is true of all the Buddhas in the sky behind him.

Five fingers up, then down!

You have to crush the kid so that he can't turn over!

The kid looked up to the sky and laughed, raised the water and fire stick, stepped into the sky in one step, and stabbed the golden Buddha's hand!

"I have seventy-two changes that no one else can match, how dare you deceive me?"

The rivers and lakes set are unpredictable, break open the lock of Buddha and return to the world!

"I have my own fiery eyes that see through the way of heaven, how dare you blind me?"

Everyone in the rivers and lakes opened their eyes together, cleared the fog and saw the sky!

"I have 13,500 catties of anger in the rivers and lakes, how dare you suppress me!"

The water and fire stick shined on the Buddha's palm, and hit! Beat! Beat!

The Buddhas in the sky suddenly frowned, their compassionate faces were no longer there, their expressionless faces were retracted, and their five fingers were folded, wanting to squeeze the boy alive.

The people in the rivers and lakes came back to their senses at this time, and they were not angry, picking up what swords, guns, swords, halberds, pots and pans, and smashing them at those Buddhas!

I want you to take care of it, old bald donkey!

A Buddha smiled, but was smashed in the head by a dirty cauldron. There is a bodhisattva holding a lotus flower, but his scalp is cut off by a worn-out kitchen knife. An arhat glared angrily, but was hit on the head by a rolling pin that flew out of nowhere, and bled out...... There are also knives, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks falling from the sky, and the target is these old bald donkeys with golden light!

There is also a little imp who doesn't know the height of the sky, and he threw a urinal down and hit a Buddha in the head!

Look at your arrogance, old! Bald! Donkey!

The mud Buddha still has three points of fire, let alone a group of true Buddhas?

The Buddhas raised their heads, and the rivers and lakes bowed their heads.

The Buddha sealed, and all living beings became acquainted, but only this vulgar savage who really didn't understand Buddhism didn't know what to do.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes also thinks so, these bald donkeys have a straight face, smiling fakely, so hypocritical.

It's really disgusting to look at each other!

So what to do?

What else can I do! Roll up your sleeves and fuck it!

……

The dry well monk still closed his eyes, ignored it, quietly maintained a sitting posture, and slowly pressed down with his hands, but the more he went down, the greater the pressure, and the withered fingers kept shaking.

The kid is a different story. He kept waving the water and fire stick, and the higher he went, the more his fighting spirit grew, and the sound of swords and reading in the distance all rose with his momentum, but when he was only one step away from stabbing the palm of his hand, the great array of luck that smelled people suddenly collapsed, and there were immortals in the ninety-nine heavens who shouted angrily.

"You dare!"

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