PS: For Yunyan. Yun Xuan became the head of the hall and added a chapter.

"The benefactor came to the temple and caused boundless killing, aren't you afraid of falling into the hell of Abi?" There was obvious sadness and indignation in his ethereal tone, "Amitabha." After the Buddha's name, he then recited softly: "Nam no Amitabha Night, Dortagada Night, Dortagada Night, Amitabha Night, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, ......Amitabha, Amitabha, T

This is the mantra of death, the master is reciting the mantra for the dead uncle and nephew, Xuan thought bitterly.

"Do you think that with a rebirth spell, these ants will be able to go to Elysium?" The young man's sneering voice came, "Vulture. Hunger," and then snorted softly. "Today, I'll show you what the real afterlife is."

"Ahh A miserable scream came into Xuan Ku's ears, and a blood-spurting sound came at the same time.

Xuan Ku's heart jumped violently, and he felt as if his heart was pierced by a steel needle. Master! He cried out silently in his heart.

"Five kinds of mages, all six roots are pure, all dharmas are empty, cause and effect are not empty, every qiē is the fateful dharma, Buddhist disciples need to abstain from greed, hatred and ignorance......" he kept reciting this Buddhist scripture. The master has always said that the six roots should be pure, and that they should be free from greed and hatred, and some mundane thoughts are empty. But he still couldn't help but grieve and hate.

He closed his eyes, and a tear fell silently. He didn't seem to hear the sound of killing not far away, and a strong grief filled his heart. Master, I'm sorry, the disciple can't be pure, he can't control his own feelings, and he can't live up to your old man's teachings, he cried in his heart and said.

……

"Bang ......"

Several rapid gunshots rang out again, waking up the monk Xuanku, and his sad feelings were slightly diverted. This demon is killing people with his 'secret weapon' again, he thought to himself.

"There is a mountain in the east of Yanfuti, which is called Tiewei. Its mountains are dark and dark, and there is no sun and moonlight. There is the Great Hell. There is no infernal, and there is hell, and the name is big...... "He is reciting the "Jizo Sutra", is this person a demon from hell? He thought to himself.

A strong smell of blood came from him, causing him to sneeze. Presumably, at this time, the entire Great Zen Temple was already full of blood and corpses, as terrifying as hell.

"My Buddha is compassionate......" a sad voice came.

It's the abbot! Xuan's heart sank, and the abbot finally appeared. In his heart, the abbot described him as withered, but he was a monk with great merits. In fact, in his heart. The abbot was kind, more like his grandfather......

"Bang ......"

"Boom!"

Then the sound of the two fighting and the sound of their clothes fluttering came from Xuan Ku's ears. There was no call in the middle, and Xuan Ku couldn't judge who won and who lost between them.

However, he knew that the abbot's body was very flexible, and it was difficult for ordinary people to hurt him. Ascetic is very proficient in the art of ancient Indian yoga, able to endure what ordinary people can't endure, and the body can bend at incredible angles.

After a while, the sound of the two fighting ended.

"It's not easy for you to kill me, and the old man can't help the donor. Please have mercy on the benefactor and bypass the lives of others in the temple. Abbot Sorumi said.

"You say compassion, then I ask you, what is compassion?" The young man's inquiring voice came from Xuan Ku's ears.

"Be kind to all sentient beings, be happy and compassionate, pull out the suffering of all sentient beings, and focus on all sentient beings...... Be kind to joy. Pull out the sorrow for sorrow. Abbot Sorumi said.

Compassion without cause, the equal and absolute compassion that arises from the view of being free from differences, is the great compassion that is unique to the Buddha. Therefore, it is specially called great compassion and great compassion. The abbot is really profound in Buddhism, and it is not comparable to ordinary people. Listening to Kongjian's words, Xuan Ku's heart was full of admiration for him.

The abbot is merciful to all sentient beings, happy and compassionate, and pulls out the suffering of sentient beings. The state of great compassion has been reached. Great compassion is not the kind of compassion that can be compared between the two kinds of small compassion and medium compassion. Presumably, after his death, he will ascend to Elysium. Xuan thought in his heart.

"The Buddha has great power and great compassion, how can all living beings suffer?" The young man asked coldly.

He actually talks about mercy here, what qualifications does he have to say the word mercy when he kills so many people? Hearing this, Xuan Ku couldn't wait to jump over at this time and question the murderous demon fiercely.

"Buddha is destined for people." The abbot said very blandly.

"A good Buddha has a fate, since all beings are equal, how can there be a fate and no fate?" The young man said coldly.

"The old man doesn't want to compete with the donor for the benefit of this tongue......," Xuan Ku's voice came from the abbot's ear.

The abbot couldn't answer his question? No, it's definitely not like that, the abbot has profound Dharma, how can he not even answer this little question? Probably he didn't bother to discuss the Dharma with this demon. Xuan thought in his heart.

"Lao Gao only wants the donor to bypass the remaining thirteen lives of the Great Zen Temple, so Lao Gao is willing to accept the donor's thirteen punches with his body, one punch for one life." Abbot Sorami said.

Hearing the abbot's words, Xuan Ku was shocked. The abbot killed him to avenge the monks of the Great Zen Temple. You have to accept his thirteen punches for thirteen lives with your body, and he will definitely not bypass these people after killing you. Will he be trustworthy with such a demon? Why are you so stupid? He was shouting in his heart.

If Wang Tian knew his thoughts at this moment, he would definitely despise this old monk. has lived a lot of years, but there is no little monk who understands things.

"This is what you call compassion?" The voice of the demonic young man was heard in my ears again.

"Back then, Shakyamuni cut meat to feed the eagles, and today I exchange my skin for 13 lives." The abbot said very calmly, his tone full of compassion and great feelings.

"Shakyamuni can become a Buddha by cutting meat and feeding it to an eagle, because he is Shakyamuni, and you died for thirteen people, and if you die, you will die in vain......," the young man said coldly, "Since you have made up your mind, then I will fulfill you." ”

"Donor, please do it!" Xuan Ku's ears heard the voice of the abbot seeing through a qiē, including his own life.

"Good!" The young man snorted coldly, "King Kong shattered!" ”

"Boom", which is the sound of a fist touching a flesh.

"Snort" is the sound of a person being hit with a huge force and paddling on the grass under his feet.

"Jade Crush!"

"Boom", this sound is like defeating leather.

"Roar!"

"Poof!" It was the sound of a person squirting blood.

Stop it! You devil! Hearing that the abbot was injured, Xuan Ku shouted in his heart. But he didn't scream at the moment, and his body didn't move. Those who can be favored by one of the hidden doors of the Great Zen Temple and accepted as disciples are all very qualified people. Although he has an obsession in his heart, he is not stupid.

"......It is very difficult to kill you," said the young man, "and you have gone on a penance to endure severe pain, hunger strikes, sleeping on nail boards, and walking coals, in order to seek a shortcut to the oracle." You have indeed gained some abilities above, but these abilities are not given by the Buddha, but in the midst of suffering, your potential is stimulated. ”

"Ahem! Please donor continue, there are still ten punches left! Sorumi didn't pay attention to the young man's words, but said to himself.

"Well, I originally wanted to bypass you for the sake of your penance, and since you are obsessed, then you don't deserve pity." The young man said.

"Violent Tiger Feng He!"

"Boom!" The assault continues.

……

"Dragons fight in the wild!"

In the midst of the great pain, Xuan Ku heard the young man strike the thirteenth punch. He let out a long breath, and the demon threw thirteen punches, and he lost.

The abbot is not dead! He was extremely happy in his heart and wanted to worship his abbot. The abbot exchanged his body for the lives of thirteen people, and he did this to emulate the Buddha, he is a monk with a Tao, he is a living Buddha...... With great compassion, he dissolves the demon's anger, and he will become a Buddha.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. The old man felt that the last few punches of the donor did not go all out, presumably the donor had been moved, congratulations! There was a hint of surprise in the abbot's tone.

"Can I become a Buddha too?" The young man asked coldly.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." This is the abbot's affirmative voice.

Can he become a Buddha too? That's not fair, isn't it? Xuan Ku thought in his heart. Those uncles and uncles who have been cultivating for decades can't become Buddhas, he has killed so many people, and he can become a Buddha without killing, which is not fair!

"Hahaha!" The sound of a young man's laughter came from Xuan Ku's ears, and there was an obvious sneer in this laughter.

"I didn't kill you just now, I just wanted you to see with your own eyes how those thirteen ants died. Let you see how ridiculous your so-called compassion is. The young man's demonic voice sounded in his ears again.

He punched the abbot thirteen times, and he had to kill those people! Xuanku's heart was filled with resentment, and sorrow filled his chest, so suppressed that he couldn't breathe. This man, who says that he is a demon of hell, thinks too highly of him. He simply deserved to die for his sin, and he fell into eighteen layers of hell. Gouge out your eyes, pull out your tongue, go up the knife mountain, and go down to the oil pot......

Anger and hatred had taken over his mind at the moment, and he had completely forgotten what he had learned before. Is this kind of hatred something a Buddhist disciple should have? Obsessed with hatred and anger is anger and ignorance!

"Bang bang......" A dense burst of gunfire rang out...... A scream rang out...... Xuan Ku's mind clearly counted the number of sounds, and the gunshots and screams were all thirteen.

"Actually, you were wrong from the start." The young man's voice came into Xuan Ku's ears very clearly, "You think I can't kill you, it's just your own thoughts, I'm going to kill you, it's very simple." ”

Then, there was a terrible silence.

"I'm a Buddha!"

A joyful, almost mad voice came.

Did the abbot really become a Buddha? Hearing this voice, Xuan Ku's heart was extremely pleasantly surprised. At the same time, he wondered, standing on the ground to become a Buddha will be accompanied by fairy music, why is there no sound of fairy music? (To be continued......)