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Under the Borneo tree, Xiang Que and the old monk looked at each other, and neither of them spoke. The latest and fastest updates

Xiang Que didn't know how to speak, and when he faced this old monk, he was like a cloud of mist condensed in front of him, obviously sitting in front of him, but he couldn't feel any breath of the other party, a bit of a fog to see the moon in the flowers.

This must be an enlightened monk with profound Dharma, even if there is no cultivation of his exquisite Dharma, people can't help but feel a sense of respect.

Buddhism and Taoism are different, there are two kinds of people in Buddhism, one specializes in Buddhism, and the other focuses on cultivation, the former is to promote Buddhism and inherit Buddhism's teachings to continue the culture of Buddhism, and the latter is the same as Taoism with the same cultivation techniques, such as the old monk of the Hanging Temple, whose cultivation is quite refined.

Xiang Que felt that the monk in front of him should belong to the former, and his Buddha power was absolutely amazing, but he was a real Buddha who had attained enlightenment, and he would definitely turn into a relic after his death, or he might be worshiped by someone in a plastic gold body.

Only the high-level who have attained the Tao have this treatment.

"Master, why did you let me in?" Xiang Que couldn't stand this kind of staring at each other, and couldn't help but speak first.

"Because you should come," the old monk replied. ^Cool craftsman network, Yong&p;"Long free to see ●~

Xiang Que sighed faintly in his heart, quite helpless, he was most annoyed to talk to this kind of old monk who was skilled in Buddhism, because as soon as the other party spoke, it was similar to where you came from and where you are going, and it hurt to listen to the root of the ear.

This comes from the old Tao, who said that the bald donkey in the Hanging Temple was so tired of talking when he didn't practice the Closed Mouth Meditation, and he wanted to knock the bald donkey's head more than once.

"Why should I come?" Xiang Que asked.

The old monk glanced at him and didn't squeak, Xiang Que understood, it was because he should come.

"Bald donkey, you will be scolded if you talk like this," Xiang Que muttered in his heart, and then asked, "Then what's the point of me coming?" Or something to do, or something to get"

"Do what you have to do, you will get it" The old monk Zen said very slippery, and he opened his mouth to come. The corners of Xiang Que's mouth twitched, fuck, I'm holding my breath now and suffocating myself, okay?

I'm not going to talk to you, okay?

"When the Buddha was eighty years old, he took a bath in the Hiraniyadi River, then went ashore and walked into the sarashuang forest, spread grass and leaves between the two larger sarashuang trees, and spread the sangha on it, and then his head turned north, facing west, his head rested on his right hand, and his right side lay on the sangha, and finally he ascended to heaven" The old monk then said to himself: "Do you know why the Buddha attained nirvana under the Brahma tree? ”

The old monk didn't speak, and as soon as he said it, he made a whole allusion to Buddhism, if he didn't specialize in studying Buddhism, who would know?

If you ask me why the Buddha ascended to heaven, can I tell you that it was because Shakyamuni should have died at that time, eighty, eighty years old in ancient times was already a super-longevity, and it was too normal to die.

Xiang Que shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"You are here, enlighten yourself," the old monk stopped talking, put his hands between his legs, and closed his eyes to meditate.

Xiang Que's eyes are about to pop out, you let me realize here?

I realized a basket, the Buddha died under the Brahma tree, why did I fucking ascend to heaven under the tree?

Xiang Que rolled his eyes and looked up at the brahlo tree.

This tree is tall and has a tall trunk that stands upright, and it looks spectacular when viewed from below.

In fact, he also understood that the old monk must have a reason to let him participate in enlightenment, but Xiang Que didn't grasp the essentials and didn't know what to do.

More than half an hour has passed, and Xiang Que is still sitting stupidly, looking up, blinking with his mouth open, very cute.

An hour later, he still had his head tilted up, not lowering his head, for his neck was completely stiff and he couldn't turn it.

I don't know how long I sat there, and Xiang Quan's mind seemed to be gradually blurred.

At this time, the wheel king figure on his back was a little restless again, and it was extremely itchy, as if there were an unknown number of insects crawling in that area, and they were about to come out of the flesh.

"Hiss ······" Xiang Que gasped, he was a little unbearable, and he felt very uncomfortable even sitting.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew, and the branches and leaves of the Borneo tree swayed gently with the wind.

And the Borneo tree in Xiang Que's eyes suddenly began to become a little blurry and foggy, and everything in front of him was the same.

Suddenly, a sound of Buddha quietly sounded from Xiang Quan's body, it was the Ten Halls of Yama Town Prison Sutra.

The Zhenheil Sutra and the Borneo Tree are both from Tianzhu, and they are both taken from the West Heaven by two eminent monks, and in the final analysis, they are of the same origin.

As the Prison Sutra resounded, the Borneo tree gradually began to become clear in front of Xiang Qian's eyes.

When the leaves shake, the branches begin to bear Borneo flowers, the flowers are like towers, and they are like candlesticks, and when the flowers bloom, the palm-like leaves hold up the pagoda, and they are like offering candlesticks, and the treasure is solemn.

The sound of Buddha is accompanied by the flowers, and then the flowers fall until they wither, and there is an illusion that life is only a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Xiang Que fell to the ground in pain, and the pain in his back was incomparable, and the Wheel King in the Ten Halls of Yama was particularly unbearable, and his skin seemed to be about to be blown open.

Xiang Que stretched out his right hand painfully and touched the lower left corner of his back, he rubbed his skin and suddenly felt the flesh bulge, and the angular ones were very obvious.

"The Borneo flowers are blooming," said the old monk suddenly.

If someone lifts Xiang Quan's clothes at this time, they will find that in the lower left part of his back, the Brahma branch in the hand of the Wheel King is actually embossed, which is very lifelike and realistic, and the color of the entire Yama picture has become slightly darker than the other pictures.

In layman's terms, it's as if the image has been activated.

Xiang Que was stunned, when he was ten years old, when he had tattooed ten pictures of the Ten Halls of Yama Town Prison with tattoos all over his body, Lao Dao had explained something to him.

"After the Ten Halls of Yama Diagram is tattooed, it only gives you a means to use the Prison Sutra as a medium to manipulate the Yama Diagram, but in fact, the Prison Sutra and the Yama Diagram do not complement each other, if you want to completely control the Yama Diagram, you still need an opportunity, and each diagram needs an opportunity, which cannot be forced"

At that time, Xiang Que asked very ignorantly: "What if I can completely control these ten pictures?"

"I don't know"

"Why?"

"You seem to be a bit of a tiger, because I don't know anyone who has manipulated all ten Yama diagrams, if you have a chance, you can taste them yourself, don't ask me such idiotic questions"

Xiang Que clasped his hands together and respectfully said to the old monk in front of him: "Thank you Master for your success."

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