As long as Qin Hui goes to the Da Leiyin Temple every day to listen to the teachings of Buddhism, even Qin Hui doesn't ask where the Buddha lives at night, and he is not worried that Qin Hui will sleep on the streets.

However, such an approach made Qin Hui very satisfied, after all, no one likes to be a prisoner, although this big thunder sound temple is like a big cage, but Qin Hui can at least go around.

Qin Hui leisurely walked in the temples behind the Great Leiyin Temple, these temples are located behind the Great Leiyin Temple, and the temples are suspended above the immortal mountain, and an immortal mountain is a place where the Buddha or Bodhisattva is located.

The Great Leiyin Temple is worthy of being the core of Theravada Buddhism, with many temples within a radius of 10,000 miles, and Qin Hui, the Buddha enshrined in many temples, has never even heard of it.

Qin Huifei looked at this place in the air, quietly over there, at a glance, there was a scene of immortal energy surrounding the Buddha's light Pudu, and the pleasant Sanskrit sound connected the heavens and the earth.

"Buddha, you can really get it! It's so comfortable for the slave family! ”

Qin Hui passed by an immortal mountain again, but what came from the temple on this mountain was not a burst of Sanskrit sounds, but a burst of obscene voices, as if it was not a temple but a green building.

The main hall of this temple is five stories high and floats in the air along with the mountain. Qin Hui has also heard a lot in the Da Lei Yin Temple in the past few days, and knows that what is enshrined in such a tall hall must be a Buddha. And Qin Hui was also very curious about which Buddha was having fun, so he didn't stop, and flew to the temple in the direction from which the voice came.

Qin Hui stood on the hill and walked into the temple, and in front of the stone lion statue outside the temple's main hall, he saw a pair of dog men and women.

The man is a Buddha wearing a crown that rides on a stone lion in disheveled clothes, while a female bodhisattva wearing a crown wraps her hands around the Buddha's back, bursting into laughter from time to time.

Judging from Qin Hui's position, the two of them are doing what human beings like to do at this moment, and there is a plaque on the hall behind the two, which reads Great Joy and Great Joy of Buddha.

"It turned out to be the Buddha of Joy!" Looking at the plaque behind the two, Qin Hui nodded thoughtfully.

In Buddhist legends, the Great Joy Heaven is the place of the Buddha of Joy, and it is the god of desire and love in Buddhism. In the temple of this happy Buddha, there is a double Buddha, the male is the king of Huanxi, and the female is the concubine of Huanxi, all the time doing great joyful things, and the two are happy Buddhas. In true Buddhism, these two people are practicing the Tao with double cultivation, doing things that are both very happy, and they are also one of the ten thousand dharmas of the heavens.

"Buddha, someone is watching us! Aren't you so excited! With the arrival of Qin Hui, Concubine Huanxi Ming said with a smile, still unabashedly mingling with King Huanxi Ming, even more profligate than when there was no one just now.

Huanxi Buddha laughed, his hands were constantly caressing Concubine Ming's body like a pervert, but his eyes were clear like a pool of lake water, and he asked Qin Hui; "Who are you an arhat, what are you doing here with me!"

"I heard that the Buddha of Joy has a wonderful method of joy, and both men and women are very happy when they cultivate, and their hearts yearn for a special look!" Qin Hui clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, the status of the Happy Buddha in front of him was not low in Buddhism, and the status of Buddhism was also the same as Taoism, which was also a division of strength.

"I see that you are also an understanding person, yes, this Buddha admires you very much!" The Buddha of Joy also laughed when he heard that Qin Hui was actually his admirer, in fact, in addition to his good cultivation, this Buddha of Joy did not have a good reputation in the Buddha world.

After all, the Buddha is the embodiment of the Duobao Dao people, and this method of joy is also not the Buddha Gate Dao recognized by the Buddha Lord, so it is inevitable to be excluded by others. Otherwise, with the strength of the Joy Buddha, his Joy Dojo would not be on the edge of the Great Lei Yin Temple thousands of miles away. Moreover, the method of joy is not recognized in many schools of Buddhism, and there are also very few dojos of the Buddha in the heavens and all worlds, and some places will even be suppressed by the joint efforts of Buddhism and Taoism, which is definitely a situation where grandma does not love uncle and uncle.

"You arhat, since you yearn for my joyful Dafa in your heart, then tell me what is so wonderful about my joyful Dafa!" With a look of joy on his face, the Joy Buddha asked Qin Hui again.

Qin Hui was stunned when he heard this, he hadn't even read a single Buddhist scripture, how could he know what was so wonderful about this Joy Zen Method. However, since the Buddha of Huanxi asked, Qin Hui could only reply stubbornly; "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the beautiful woman sits in her arms. Live up to it, live up to it, everyone is happy! ”

"The beauty sits in her arms, and she lives up to it! Wonderful, wonderful! After a slight pause, the Buddha of Joy clapped his hands and praised, and his gaze at Qin Hui became more and more friendly, and he said softly; I see that you are already at the pinnacle of the Arhats, and you have quite a lot of wisdom. Would you like to worship at my door and practice the Great Joy Meditation with me? ”

QIN Hui; “”

In this way, Qin Hui's mouth was broken, and he dispelled the idea that Huanxi Buddha wanted to take him as his disciple. And such days are day after day, Qin Hui has stayed in this Great Lei Yin Temple for thirty years in the blink of an eye.

And in the past thirty years, Qin Hui has also made a good friend in this holy land of bliss, and that person is the Jigong monk who also likes to drink wine and eat meat, and is idle in the Great Leiyin Temple all day long.

The monk Jigong is a thought and a Buddha who has great wisdom and a source of great blessing. In addition to incarnating as a mortal to travel to the sky every day, it is to drink wine and eat meat all day long. And Qin Hui, who also likes to drink, is also very interested in this living Buddha who seems crazy but is actually wise and foolish. So after the two drank several times in a row, they also became friends with wine and meat.

"Brother! Look at what good stuff I've brought you! ”

On this day, Qin Hui was on the immortal mountain he found, recalling his exposition of the realm of the Golden Immortal when he preached the scriptures. And just when Qin Hui was puzzled, a monk with a broken pu fan in one hand and a wine pot and roast chicken in the other walked in.

The monk's hair was like a chicken's nest, and his body was a shabby robe, and there was a hint of smile and great wisdom flashing in his squinted eyes.

"Jigong Living Buddha, please sit down, I have something to look for you!" Qin Hui was overjoyed when he saw Jigong, because this Jigong's strength was not bad, and his cultivation was already in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, and he was only half a step away from being the late stage of the Golden Immortal.

"Find me! If you want me to have good meat, you can do it! Monk Jigong sat down cross-legged with a crazy face, and the gourd in his hand was divided into two with a slight shake, becoming two small gourds and placed in front of Qin Hui and himself. Then he tore off half of the chicken in his hand, threw half of it to Qin Hui, and gnawed half of it himself, and it didn't take long for his mouth to be full of oil.

Qin Hui knew that there was a play as soon as he saw Jigong's appearance, so there was an extra wine barrel in his hand, and then poured it towards the wine gourd without saying a word.

Monk Jigong would bring meat every time he came, and that wine gourd that might be a magic weapon, Qin Hui also knew that there would not be half a drop of wine in it.

Jigong brought the meat, and Qin Hui made wine. And with the arrival of Qin Hui and after the two met, Jigong didn't go to the Nether to ask for it when he ran out of wine, but came to Qin Hui to take a look first. However, Qin Hui didn't have to think about this roast chicken to know that it must have been stolen by the monk Jigong from a big family who did all kinds of evil.

I only want to take it straight, not want to ask for it. Monk Jigong's strength is unfathomable, he could have lived very freely, but his wine and meat were all from him who went to the Nether to ask for it. However, he will give the food enshrined in the Jigong Temple in the Nether Realm to the poor people, and he will not enjoy it at all.

"Enough, enough! If there are too many, the little monk will get drunk! ”

Qin Hui was holding a wine barrel in his hand, a barrel of wine was two hundred catties, and the small gourd in front of him Qin Hui poured out half a barrel of wine in a row, and the wine gourd was not filled with Jigong Monk Pu Fan shook it gently, so that the barrel stopped flowing out by itself.

"Look at you! Something! Monk Jigong sat on the table, carefully picked up the gourd and shook it, while smiling at Qin Hui.

Qin Hui shook his head as if he was holding a wine gourd as if he was holding a treasure, and said with a wry smile without hesitation; "The gap in the Golden Immortal Realm has left me with nothing for hundreds of years. Over the years, the more I have listened to the Buddha's lectures, the more I can understand how big the gap is in this step! To be honest, I don't even think about it now, and I don't even dare to think about it! ”

"It is difficult for a golden immortal to become a mortal, as difficult as a mortal to ascend to the sky. But to put it simply, it's actually very simple. Heaven, law, wealth, couples, and earth. If you want to become a golden immortal, you have to work hard in this! ”

Monk Jigong smelled the wine in the gourd, and his eyes were hazy, but there was a look in his eyes that made Qin Hui indescribable and inexplicable.