Chapter 227 I only know how to sweep the floor, but I don't know how to worship Buddha
Listening to the narration of this ancestor who didn't know how many generations it was, from the other party's experience, Su Han felt that the disciple of the Little Leiyin Temple was the protagonist template.
In fact, he is indeed as lucky as the protagonist, rising all the way and being invincible.
However.....
All of this was burned in the last death.
Facts have proved that even if you are the protagonist template, there is no protagonist who is really at the top, and you jump in front of the big boss behind the scenes prematurely, and there is a danger of being pinched to death.
According to Su Han's understanding of the profession of sweeping monk, it is obvious that ..... The practitioners of this profession are fully capable of acting as the identity profession of the behind-the-scenes boss.
For example, in a TV series called Tianlong Babu that I once watched, there was a sweeping monk who was so awesome that it exploded.
Three top masters, including one of the protagonists, teamed up to besiege each other, and they were all able to face each other calmly.
This kind of big guy is completely unreasonable, no matter how lucky you fall into the hands of the other party, there is no second way to choose except to admit it.
Oh....
Of course, his family Su Yi is also this completely unreasonable existence.
And the result of the facts was not beyond Su Han's expectations.
The disciple who saw the template of the protagonist was about to behead the elder of the outer gate who had a holiday with him under the sword.
As a result, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion flew out of the sky, and the disciples who had been promoted to the true lineage did not even have the strength to resist, and the moment they were touched by the broom, they flew dozens of meters sideways.
Blood spurted from his mouth and he fell to the ground.
The most important thing is that just the exchange of the broom and the sword, the power carried on the flying broom directly poured into the disciple's body through the long sword.
It destroyed the foundation of that disciple's decades of penance.
It doesn't end there.
The proud disciple of the sect was abolished, and the master that the disciple worshipped after being promoted to the true lineage, a hidden Supreme Elder, jumped out, and was bound to seek justice for his disciple.
Although that disciple has become a waste, the majesty of the Supreme Elder.... Can't afford to lose.
As a result, the Supreme Elder of the Creation Realm stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with great vigour.
Pointing at the nose of the sweeping monk, he reprimanded and questioned.
The sweeping monk couldn't fight back, scolded and didn't fight back, seeing that the elder was angry, he even said that if he couldn't dissipate his anger, he could be punished by his three palms to make amends.
As a result, Elder Taishang's palm was stronger than the other, and three palms in a row not only did not hurt the sweeping monk by half a point, but also failed to make people take half a step back.
Instead, it's yourself..... In the last palm, because of the force, he vomited blood and flew upside down.
This ending shocked the entire Xiaoleiyin Temple.
The sect master, together with one of the sect's only remaining ancestors of the Guiyi Realm, personally went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and wanted to invite the sweeping monk out of the mountain.
However.... The sweeping monk said that he didn't know how to practice, and he was just an ordinary sweeping monk.
He had never cultivated, and he had been in the sect for forty years, just sweeping the floor, sweeping, and sweeping the floor day after day.
If you ask him to teach the Fa, he won't be able to speak, and if you ask him to guide him to practice, he won't understand it at all.
Seems..... Sweeping the floor will make him stronger and stronger.
In fact..... And it is.
In the forty years of Xiaoleiyin Temple, every day there were disciples who saw this sweeping monk cleaning the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
If there are books that are out of order, he will return them to his place, but no disciple has ever seen him read any scriptures or secret books.
No one had ever seen him truly cultivate.
His cultivation that could make the Creation Realm elders vomit blood after beating people seemed to have really been swept away for forty years.
No, the Sect Master and the Ancestor who returned to the One Realm deserve to return empty-handed.
At the same time, the ancestor of the Guiyi Realm even conveyed the order, including the sect master, the entire sect of Xiaoleiyin Temple, no one should offend the sweeping monk and the outer sect elder.
This public order has made many people think.... It is very likely that the only remaining Returning Realm Ancestor in this sect is not the opponent of the sweeping monk.
Of course, there has never been a comparison, and no one knows who is more powerful between the two.
After that, throughout the sect, there were always people who entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion under various pretexts and passed by this sweeping monk again and again.
Trying to be favored by this hermit master and accepted as a disciple, then he can really walk sideways in the entire sect.
Even if they can't be accepted as disciples, such a powerful character, just a few words of guidance is enough for them to be used for life.
However.... What is disappointing is that no one has ever been favored by him, whether it is Sect Tianjiao or ordinary disciples, and no one has ever received his guidance.
Over time, no one would fight him anymore.
In this way, another hundred years passed.
The legend of the sweeping monk has become an extremely ancient legend.
Just when many people in the sect forgot about the existence of this person.
One day, above the nine heavens, suddenly there was a Buddha light sprinkled down, enveloping the entire Tibetan scripture pavilion.
The sky is falling, the earth is surging with golden lotus, and there are Bodhisattva Arhats standing in the clouds.
The sound of the Buddha is sung, resounding through the world, and the entire Xiaoleiyin Temple seems to have turned into a Buddha country.
In the place shrouded in Buddha's light, a white-eyed old monk held a broom, and gently swept the dust on the ground at once, at a time.
This insignificant work, in his eyes .... But it seems to have irreplaceable significance.
Through the light of the Buddha, the whole temple looked at the old monk who was sweeping the floor.
Above the clouds, a bodhisattva with kind eyebrows and kind eyes opened his mouth gently, wanting to sweep the monk and become a Buddha.
The sweeping monk stopped what he was doing, put his broom on the ground, and looked up at the sky in confusion.
"Buddhahood?"
The Bodhisattva nodded, "For more than 100 years, you have upheld the Buddha nature and deeply understood the Buddha's teachings, and today you have attained the right results. ”
"But... The little monk has never practiced Buddha. ”
The Bodhisattva smiled, "The Buddha said that you are a Buddha, and you are a Buddha." ”
The sweeping monk was puzzled, "What is the matter with the Buddha?"
The Bodhisattva looked at him, "What you cultivate is a Buddha, and if you practice so far, you can become a Buddha." ”
The sweeping monk thought for a while, with some kind of light in his eyes, looked at the Bodhisattva and asked, "The holy land of Buddhism also needs the little monk to sweep the floor?"
The Bodhisattva was slightly stunned, then chuckled.
"The pure land of Buddhism is not stained with dust, so why should it be cleaned. ”
The sweeping monk shook his head, "That'..... A little monk can't become a Buddha. ”
Lowered his head and continued to sweep his ground, "The little monk can only sweep the floor, and he doesn't know how to worship the Buddha." ”
......
"Since then, no one has ever seen a sweeper, and no one has ever seen a Buddha. ”
The ancestor who didn't know how many generations it was sighed softly, "This.... He is the enlightened one.
They may not know how to cultivate, they may not be able to practice, and they may not know what kind of power they have.
But every enlightened person has found their own way, stepped on their own path, and walked forward on that path day after day, and for them, it is practice.
As long as you do your own way every day, your strength will continue to improve, and even ..... There are no bottlenecks. ”
sighed, looking at Su Han, the ancestor's eyes..... With relief and envy.
"Okay, that's all I know about the enlightened one, you have your own way, you have your own way, I can't say much, and I can't point out anything.
But..... I have a heritage here, it's a secret art, if you can see it, little one, you might as well take it.
It is only a small means to leave and right, but it will not affect you to follow the path of cultivation. ”
As soon as these words came out, Su Han didn't say anything, but several ancestors on the side took the first step to stop them in a panic.
"Five ancestors, don't ......"
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