"Buddhism has always been compassionate, known as relieving suffering, purifying the world, and transforming sentient beings......"

Gu Qingfeng stood under the tree, guarding Jun Xuanji, staring at the ancient Buddha statue standing in the sky as if it did not belong here, and said in a deep voice: "When did you start to do kidnapping!"

When he came to this mysterious Buddha country, when he saw the ancient Buddha statue, Gu Qingfeng was already sure that this so-called trap was not done by Jun Xuanji.

Because he had seen this Buddha statue before, he knew that this thing represented the Buddha of the Heart.

The so-called Heart Buddha cannot be seen or touched, not within the Great Dao, nor between heaven and earth, and has been the only one since ancient times.

And this one belongs to both everyone and the true Buddha.

Between heaven and earth, except for Buddhism, no one can create a world of heart Buddha, Jun Xuanji can't, even the master of the Great Dao, even God doesn't have this ability.

In the air, the light of the Buddha is still flickering, and the sound of chanting has never stopped.

I don't know when, a person appeared on the palm of the ancient Buddha statue, a raunchy and sloppy old man, a mad monk wearing tattered clothes, wearing a torn hat, wearing broken shoes, and holding a broken fan.

"Boy, long time no see."

The sloppy monk stood up, jumped down from the Buddha statue, looked at Gu Qingfeng with a smile, and said, "Don't come to harm, do you miss us!"

"It's you!"

When he saw this sloppy and crazy monk, Gu Qingfeng was quite surprised, he had seen many people from the Buddhist family in his life, including many of them who were the kind of monks who had boundless Buddhism for all living beings, and it was not that he had never seen a monk who drank wine and ate meat, but to say that the monk who was the least like a monk was the person in front of him.

This is a high monk named Daxing.

Perennial wandering in the three thousand worlds, saving the people and helping the world, great love boundless to promote Buddhism, purifying all living beings, known as the living Buddha, because of its madness, and like wine and meat, so it is also known as the great line of mad monks, whether it is in the three thousand worlds, or between heaven and earth have a very high reputation.

Gu Qingfeng had seen this mad monk before, and more than once, he knew that this mad monk was not only crazy, but also boundless, he had seen this guy wave the broken fan in his hand with his own eyes, and a peerless old demon who had cultivated for thousands of years was so wiped out.

For the Buddha, the ancient breeze has always been respectful and far away.

Like the mad monk in front of him, who is not like a Buddha, for Gu Qingfeng, he is a friend who is not a friend, nor a benefactor who is not a benefactor.

said that they were friends, it was because the two of them had a common hobby, that is, wine, and they met because of wine.

said that he was not a friend, it was because he had a grudge with Buddhism, and at that time, this mad monk came forward to persuade him, and finally the two fought.

As for the benefactor.

Back then, Gu Qingfeng had offended the Buddha, not only by the three holy monks who were besieged together, but also by the Buddha Yuan, and finally it was this mad monk who came forward to help him relieve the siege.

said that it was not a benefactor, because even if this great mad monk did not come forward, Gu Qingfeng would not be afraid of excess.

Of course, this kindness, Gu Qingfeng will not deny it.

But that's about it.

For the people in the Buddhist sect, Gu Qingfeng has always had no good feelings, even the old monks who live in the Silent Bone Jade.

"What's the matter, boy. The mad monk sat on the ground, handed the wine gourd in his hand over, and said, "Could it be that your kid won't know us so soon?"

Gu Qingfeng caught the wine gourd and then returned to it, saying, "Why are you here?" ”

"What's the hurry, let's talk while drinking. The mad monk returned the wine gourd again.

Gu Qingfeng still didn't answer, and said: "If you have something to say, just let it go, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"

"I said, I haven't seen you for so long, why are you still so virtuous, no matter what, we are not friends, even if it is a friend of wine and meat, then it is also a friend, since we are friends, we haven't seen you for so long, can't we have a good chat?"

The mad monk sat down cross-legged, took a sip of the wine gourd, took a sigh of relief, and said with a very enjoyable look: "We know that your kid is good at wine, so he specially got an altar of 'nine lives and nine deaths', when your kid tossed back and forth with the old Taoist priest for many years for this altar of nine lives and nine deaths, right? I can't find you kid, the old Taoist priest has scolded you for more than a hundred years, and the old Taoist priest is still trembling with anger when he mentions this matter. ”

"The old Taoist priest is notoriously difficult in the heavenly realm, provoke him, almost endlessly, when we heard about this matter, we couldn't understand it very much, for a jar of broken wine, you kid actually went to rob the old Taoist, until we personally tasted a mouthful of nine lives and nine deaths, only to know why your kid would rob it!"

The mad monk took another sip, trembled all over, took a deep breath, and said: "These nine lives and nine deaths can be called the best in wine, the supreme in wine...... It's cool!"

Opening his eyes, the Daxing mad monk once again put the wine gourd over, and said with a smile: "Come on, I know that your kid can't help but be hungry for a long time." ”

Gu Qingfeng didn't go over after catching it this time, but directly poured out the wine in the gourd, seeing this, the mad monk got up, snatched back the wine gourd from Gu Qingfeng's hand, glared at him, and shouted: "You kid can't waste it if you don't drink, this is nine lives and nine deaths! Do you know how difficult it is for us to get this jar of wine for you?"

The mad monk glared at him and shouted: "Don't you know how hard the old Taoist priest is that turtle grandson, and this broken thing is more important than life, Lao Tzu in order to get you this thing, begged grandpa to tell grandma, all fucking to the old Taoist priest knelt down, that turtle grandson still refused, and finally that turtle grandson asked Lao Tzu to do something for him to give such an altar, do you know what he asked Lao Tzu to do? You don't know! You kid can't imagine it, that's just ...... It's not just a human thing! Lao Tzu has not only lost his own face, but also the face of my eighteenth generation ancestors in order to give you an altar of nine lives and nine deaths......

The mad monk scolded, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he scolded and scolded in his mouth, and said: "You kid doesn't appreciate it, and you pour Lao Tzu's wine, this thing is Lao Tzu's dignity in exchange, you pour Lao Tzu's wine is equivalent to stepping on Lao Tzu's face and trampling on Lao Tzu's dignity!"

Gu Qingfeng said expressionlessly: "Daxing, let me say it again, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"