"Uncle Nine went to the top of the mountain today and saw that strange bird?"

"Xiao Xiu knows about this?"

Smiling mysteriously, Li Xiu said with great certainty: "That is the spirit bird where the Tibetan Tantric Living Buddha sits." ”

"Spirit birds?" Uncle Ying looked puzzled. Although he is a first-class Taoist master in China, he is unparalleled in the world in terms of eyes and experience. But Tibetan Tantra has always been only internal, not external. Their actions have always been strange, and it's not that insiders simply can't understand the mystery.

"I think that's the case, the name of the exercises I practice is called 'Northern Underworld Divine Skill', which is the practice of the Northern Underworld Sea and Kunpeng in ancient times. The Kunpeng is an extreme evolution of the Roc bird, which is the most majestic and ferocious bird and feeds on dragons. I have manifested the Kunpeng Dharma Appearance from a hundred miles away. Although it is only a faint trace of breath and is still fading infinitely, it has an incomparable deterrent power for birds and monsters. Unless it is a bird demon who has cultivated for thousands of years and comes here to seek opportunities, it is impossible for a bird monster that has opened the spiritual intelligence to fly this way. And I just found a very, very interesting thing in Hop Hing Building. ”

Uncle Ying understood it, and at this time, he let Li Xiu pretend to be forced and did not intervene.

"I found out that the little guy next to Black Rose, the kid called Little Shrimp, is very likely to be the reincarnation of the Tibetan Living Buddha."

This news is much more shocking than Li Xiu's pretending to say that he has manifested the Kunpeng Law Phase.

"Are you saying that Xiao Xiami is the reincarnation of a living Buddha?"

"Yes," said Li Xiu, took out the rosary dropped by Gu Mozhi and handed it to Uncle Ying. "This thing is the treasure of a living Buddha in another world. The little shrimp is extremely intelligent, I opened my eyes and didn't see its aura, but this kind of intelligence and Buddha bones that are far beyond ordinary children, I have a great grasp. In the end, I lost the rosary to him, and he also had a great feeling. And my string of prayer beads is not for the Tibetan living Buddha, and there will be no induction. ”

"So, that strange bird is here to find the reincarnation of the Living Buddha?"

"That's true. That spirit bird has lived for an unknown number of years, and has been accompanied by generations of living Buddhas, and its soul is more sensitive than any magic weapon. It has a very high status in Tantra, and it is thousands of miles away from Tibet, and the only reason to be able to drive the spirit bird here is probably the reincarnated spirit child! ”

"So, we should bring the shrimp over tonight when we drive the birds?"

Li Xiu paced two steps in place, and his mind quickly turned the main line of the matter, and he had to deduce the gains and losses again and again.

In the end, he slowly shook his head: "No, no." There's something strange about this! There is a great strangeness! ”

After sitting down and sorting out his thoughts, Li Xiu said: "The matter of reincarnation in the underworld is in the hands of the King of the Earth Bodhisattva, and I respect the great compassion of the King of the Earth. But it is precisely because the Jizo King Bodhisattva is a member of Buddhism that the door is wide open. When these great powers of Buddhism are reincarnated, they are given preferential treatment. As the leader of Tibetan Tantra, the Living Buddha can choose his own direction of reincarnation when he passes away. There is a definite number of where to reincarnate. And this will basically be practiced in the next life inside Tibet. I have never heard of the reincarnation of a living Buddha in Tibet. The teachings of Tantra have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but they have no influence on the Central Plains of China. Buddhism prevails in the Central Plains, and every reincarnated living Buddha is a monk with great wisdom and enlightenment. They must also understand that my Middle-earth is not for them to interfere with. I can be reborn in my Middle-earth, and I will come to find the reincarnated living Buddha ten years after the death of the Living Buddha. There must be a secret in this, and I was also faintly uneasy at that time, so I didn't give this string of prayer beads to the shrimp at that time. Looking back on it now, it's a blessing! ”

This kind of reverse extrapolation from the result to the cause proves the strange process, and Li Xiu is completely familiar with it. This analysis is that Uncle Ying has to say that he admires it. The two unanimously decided to postpone at this time, and finish tonight's spirit bird matter first.

When the two made up their minds and walked out of the small world, they happened to meet Ah Hai and Ah Chu returning from the mountain.

At this time, the main line had just progressed to Luo Sang's family, and the family moved to Gantian Town. Entering the village, Ah Chu's carelessness caused Luo Sang's adoptive father to be run over by a car and injured his leg.

This kind of hurt innocent passers-by, and his own Taoist heart can't be calm, and the two little Taoist priests who are uneasy naturally want to learn from the old Taoist priest.

"How so?" Uncle Ying is talking to himself about his doubts.

Ah Chu dared to stand up hurriedly, "It matters". After a lot of explanations, Ah Chu went around himself. Li Xiu shook his head secretly, shouldn't this promoted grandmaster develop his brain domain to increase his IQ?

Regardless of Ah Chu and Uncle Ying's jokes, he pulled Ah Hai over and asked, "What did you say that magical little girl said to you with her hands folded at the end?" Repeat the original sentence. ”

Ah Hai scratched his head, recalled for a long time before he said leisurely: "It seems to say, 'Two heavy debts, repentance' and then forgot." Say that we can reach the bodhisattva realm or something. What's wrong, Dao Chief? What's wrong with that? ”

Li Xiu closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and nodded in distraction.

Uncle Ying naturally sees this in his eyes, but Ah Hai and Ah Chu naturally can't say something here.

Li Xiu hurriedly rushed to the rose rice shop and spent 2 sugar gourds to take a little blood from the shrimp. The inducement of the power of the wood, which was so small that it was completely unfelt, was instantly compounded.

When I followed my feelings to the street, I happened to meet the Luo Sang family and Uncle Ying on the street.

Uncle Ying took the medicine and said, "My two little apprentices hurt you, I'm sorry." ”

With this kind of attitude and temperament, who can say a word?

Ah Hai also hurriedly introduced: "Ah, this is my master Mao Xiaofang." ”

Luo Sang's adoptive parents hurriedly talked to Uncle Ying and were about to leave.

"Vulgar is the fairy bone, affection is the heart of the Buddha, rising and falling, sleeping in the twilight."

Everyone around couldn't help but be stunned, the verses urged by the mantra naturally had a kind of effect of cleansing the body and mind, and it could even open up the spiritual wisdom and be of great benefit to the cultivator's mind.

Uncle Ying's discrepancy gaze and Ah Hai Achu's surprise completely ignored Luo Sang, quietly turned around and folded his hands together, bowed deeply, and said reverently: "The master is a great virtue!" ”

The pretending coercion took out the folding fan given by Duan Yu from the void and opened it with a bang, and slapped it a few times with the Hanfu, which was quite like an ancient sage. "Dao fate, love fate, Buddha fate, Dharma fate! Dependent origin is extinguished, dependent birth is empty, the little layman has Buddha nature, can you stop and listen to me tell a story? ”

Rousanne bowed reverently, and sat down cross-legged on the spot, as if the noise could not affect his peace of mind in the slightest.

Pretending to be a prisoner, he smiled as he entered the void, and the yellow wildflowers spun and rose into the air under the action of inertia.

At this moment, the sound of a dusk drum and morning bell was remembered from the bustling city, and everyone's hearts were calm in an instant.

A crisp sound of a wooden fish was heard. A soft chant sounded slowly: "Guanzi Bodhisattva"

"Knock"

"When Doing the Depth of Prajnaparamita"

"Knock" is another sound of a wooden fish being knocked.

"Seeing the Emptiness of the Aggregates"

"Knock"

"Survive All Suffering"

"Knock"

"Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness."

When the sound of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra was recited, a gentle knock sounded on the door, accompanied by a female voice like a mountain spring: "Little monk! ”

The stiffness of the monk's chanting of the scriptures did not stop, and after a momentary pause, the sound of the wooden fish began.

"Emptiness is not different color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it."

The knocking sound kept coming, and the crisp knocking outside the door became more urgent, and the melodious girl also sounded in a low voice, "Little monk, I'm here to listen to your story again!" Little monk, you open the door. ”

The young monk sighed helplessly.

"Crunch"

The door to the meditation room was opened.

"Miss Xiu, what do you want to hear today?" The monk's voice was gentle and magnetic.

The woman outside the door seemed to be very happy, and her voice was a little lower, but no one could say anything more to her with the freshness and joy of a girl.

"Hey, anything!"

The young monk paused for a moment and said without pause: "Once upon a time there was an old monk who was always patronized by thieves, and he couldn't bear it anymore. And it came to pass, that day, when the thief came again, he said to the thief, "Put your hand through the crack in the door, and I will give you whatever you want."

Old Monk: You put your hand through the crack in the door, and I will give you whatever you want. ”

The young monk and the old monk's helpless voices overlapped, and there was obvious helplessness in the voice, and the thief was very happy to hear this, and put his hand through the crack in the door. The old monk grabbed his hand, tied him to a pillar, and then beat him with a stick, shouting as he beat him back: Take refuge in the Buddha! Convert to the law! Take refuge in the Sangha!

I don't know if it's the monk's narration or the thief's screaming thief: Ouch! Don't fight~~~Ouch~~~~ It hurts! Ouch!! Stop it!! Ouch~~

The story continues, but the story of the three refuges is as illusory as it is true.

Old Monk: Take refuge in the Buddha!

The monk continued: The thief was in great pain, and he had no choice but to shout: Take refuge in the Buddha! Convert to the law! Take refuge in the Sangha!

The thief's cry of pain came to the pinna: Ouch~~ Take refuge in the Buddha!

Old Monk: Convert to the law!

Mao thief: Woo ~ convert to the law!

Old Monk: Take refuge in the Sangha!

Mao Thief: Ah~ Refuge Monk!

The words of the old monk faded out of his ears.

This is the end of the story of the young monk, and he concludes indifferently: This is the famous story of the three refuges in the Buddhist scriptures.

The elf-like girl came with a playful smile: You have three refuges, but I have four refuges, do you want to listen?

There are obviously some differences between the monks: what are the four refuges?

The girl said, "Reach out."

[Hahahahaha, it seems to be 1 o'clock again, and it's late again. No way, I'm not a professional, hehe. In other words, the demon road should not have been silent and owed you chapters that day. What is the situation of this collection falling again? Crying! Ask for a recommended collection! 】