"Disciple Qilu, pay homage to the master and uncle!"

"Hahaha.................." Huiying monk immediately laughed after visiting the seven laws, at this moment, the most data-saving site for mobile phones and no ads.

Xiao Shami was shocked at this time, he was an orphan who had been adopted by Qinglong Temple since he was a child, and for as long as he could remember, he had never seen such a ...... has been such a "wandering wreck", you must know that Huiying's uncle has always been the most unsmiling, the most serious, and the person who has strict standards in every word and deed among many uncles and ancestors.

However, Xiao Shami also knew that it seemed that the monk he brought in was really not here to turn his fate, and at that moment, he had to stick out his tongue and retreat.

"How about it, junior disciples, it's still my vein that is the most competitive. ”

Monk Huiying is very happy, sincerely happy, a quarter of an hour ago, the master Huiguo monk and the disciples of the Dharma to talk, everyone just agreed on a promise, that is, after their death in the future, they instructed their respective disciples to connect their own relics, from generation to generation, and instructed the disciples of later generations, if they have the merit to participate in the creation of Buddhism, they can go to the vicinity of the Qinglong Temple, hold the relics of the past dynasties and recite the scriptures, and naturally they can be "introduced" in.

After the agreement was reached, the master led all the heirs of the Dharma to arrange a leading formation, and after a short while, someone came, and there was only one person, as for whether there would be a second or third person in the future, it would definitely not be, because the disciples of the future generations would appear here at the same time if they were qualified to come, regardless of the age in the future.

At the moment, there is only one person in Qilu, and the largest relic in Qilu's holding Buddha beads is Huiying Monk's, so naturally Huiying Monk won.

This method is nothing more than a game played by Master Huiguo and all the Dharma heirs, in short, this game is equivalent to everyone being able to confirm whether there will be a space-time machine in the future.

You only need to write the current time, years, months, and days even down to the minutes and seconds, write them on a piece of paper, use them as family heirlooms, and pass them on to your son, and then tell your son to pass them on to your grandchildren in the future.

If there is really a time machine in the future, regardless of the unexpected conditions such as your loss of children and grandchildren, or the unfilial piety of your children and grandchildren, then after you finish writing this note, one of your descendants of dozens or hundreds of generations will suddenly jump out and shout at you: "Ancestor!"

If nothing happens by the time you finish writing this note, it means that the time machine will not be invented.

Monk Huiguo may have been really bored, so he played this game with the Dharma heirs under him, and then they succeeded, which can also show how rebellious Monk Huiguo is and how profound the Dharma of these Dharma heirs around him is.

Of course, this bet is a bit big, and it's a bit mysterious and mysterious, and ordinary people really can't play it, in fact, if Qilu doesn't become an audience, even if he is a respected monk in the world, he still can't come here.

However, Monk Huiying, as the direct ancestor of the Seven Laws, is very happy at this time, and it is true that the monk has no heirs, and his disciples are equivalent to the heirs, or even closer than the heirs, after all, the heirs are just inheriting your bloodline, and the disciples are inheriting your Dharma system and spirit, and the Huiying Monk is so out of shape because of the arrival of the Seven Laws that he learned that there are still people who can go to the current place in the future.

The rest of the masters present could only look at Monk Huiying with envy at this time, they didn't think that this senior brother had any misdeeds, and if it were them, they might be even happier than this senior brother.

Monk Huiguo gently stretched out his hand at this time and pressed down, and Monk Huiying immediately restrained his smile, sat cross-legged again, and then returned to the solemn appearance of the law.

"Amitabha, people are here, but they shouldn't ask, don't ask, the heavenly machine is leaked, and there will be a catastrophe. ”

Monk Huiguo reminded that their game, it can be said that it transcends common sense, it is equivalent to pulling a future person into this picture artistic conception in ancient times, if you ask something that should not be asked, for example, how many years does the Tang Dynasty have left? Who is the next prince? This is the most direct leakage of heaven, and it will inevitably suffer from heaven's curse!

But if it's just an ordinary exchange, it doesn't matter, after all, the Dharma is immeasurable, and the immeasurable here also has the meaning of ignoring time and space.

Seven laws slowly walked on the white jade lotus platform, many monks present at this time, are the ancestors of the future Buddhism, and this Huiguo monk, is a legendary figure, its early Buddha root appeared, under the tutelage of many monks, adulthood is the integration of all the learning, self-created a line, the establishment of a sect.

It's a pity that after the Tang Dynasty Wuzong destroyed the Buddha in a big way, the Qinglong Temple was burned by the military disaster, and the most influential in later generations became the Kukai monk who returned to Japan to found Shingon Buddhism.

"Come, sit down, and drink tea and discuss the Buddha with us, wouldn't it be happy?" said a monk next to him, who should also be the master of the Seven Laws.

"Yes, yes, you must not have any scruples about seniority, if you can come here to meet us, the attainment of the Dharma is definitely not below us, the Dharma is immeasurable, the attainer is the first, if you are entangled in the seniority, won't you fall behind?" said the monk who sat casually to the Seven Laws.

The monk of the Seven Laws bowed slightly, but still did not take a seat.

Monk Huiguo took a sip of tea quietly at this time, and saw that the heirs under his seat had invited him several times, and even Monk Huiying, the direct ancestor, had opened his mouth to invite, but the young monk who was attracted by his own formation was still unwilling to take a seat.

"Something?" asked Monk Huiguo.

If you don't want to sit down, it's naturally something.

When the master opened his mouth to ask, the heirs in the seat naturally didn't dare to interject again, but just quietly waited for the answer of the Seven Laws.

Of course, this question actually represents another meaning, if this descendant monk who was brought in really came because of something, then things are not so simple, which means that this descendant monk can actually come a long time ago, but he waited until he had something to ask for.

Although they didn't actually wait, because no matter when the Seven Laws decided to come, after they finished arranging the formation, the Seven Laws would appear directly outside the gate of the Qinglong Temple.

But everyone is a high-ranking monk in the world, not to mention the profundity of Buddhism, and the mind is also very tranquil, so I think this descendant monk is really ...... Too deliberate.

This feels like ruining the atmosphere.

If you bring in a descendant of monks, to prove that there are successors to the inheritance of Qinglong Temple, it is an elegant matter and a happy matter, everyone sits and talks about Buddhism, referring to the ancient and modern, isn't it happy?

Looking at the world, what could be more interesting than this?

Qilu exhaled lightly, put his hands together again and saluted the ancestors sitting in front of him, and said at the same time:

"The disciples came to ask for a loan from the ancestors. ”

"It's cheesy, it's cheesy. The monk smiled and waved his hand, "What do you need, promise you, it's a big deal, I'll find an inaccessible place, bury the object, and then arrange a formation, and after a thousand years, you can get it yourself." ”

"It's very good, it's so good!" another monk chimed in.

Monk Huiguo glanced at Qilu quietly and asked, "What do you want?"

"The disciple wants to borrow ...... All the masters and ancestors have cultivated their Dharma bodies for one purpose, and the disciples want to use the luck of the Qinglong Temple!" Qilu directly said what he wanted.

Time

The audience was silent,

Monk Kukai, who was sitting at the end, accidentally spilled the tea in his hand.

What's going on?

The style of painting, how is it a little different from what I imagined...... Even, the difference is huge!

"Presumptuous!" Monk Huiying immediately pointed to the Seven Laws and scolded, "Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!

Monk Huiying is the direct ancestor of the Seven Laws, and the appearance of the Seven Laws just now gave him enough face in front of his brothers, but what the Seven Laws just said made him wish that the Seven Laws did not appear at all.

What kind of face is this?

This is to make himself a laughing stock in the eyes of his brothers and sisters, and at the same time, the master is also sitting here, doesn't it make the master think that he is inherently misbehaved? Otherwise, how can there be such a rebellious descendant who deceives the teacher and destroys the ancestors?

Monk Huiguo raised his head slightly, and didn't seem too surprised, but simply commented on two words: "Interesting." ”

Yes, it's interesting,

I played a game with my disciples, and I really attracted a descendant monk, not to mention, this monk actually wants to use your Dharma body cultivation, and at the same time, he also has to take the luck of Qinglong Temple.

This...... It's really a lot of twists and turns.

The previous monk with a free and easy posture stood up at this time and looked at Qilu Dao, "What a big breath, you said that you want to take our cultivation into a Dharma body, and you said that you want to take away the luck of this Qinglong Temple, could it be true that I and my uncles and ancestors are a group of wine bags and rice bags?"

"Amitabha, such a rebel, who speaks wild words, forgets his ancestors, deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors, and the poor monk wants to see what kind of ability he has to take our Dharma body. ”

"Haha, Senior Brother Huiying, don't blame Senior Brother for not giving you the Buddha face, such a rebel, it's better not to, today, Senior Brother, I want to help Senior Brother you clean up the portal, the appearance of this person is really a shame for my Qinglong Temple. ”

"Rebel! Today, the poor monk wants to personally suppress you here, from the past to the present, the soul is divided, the Qinglong Temple is here, the Qinglong Temple is defeated, and you die!"

"Amitabha. In the face of the excitement of this group of teachers and ancestors, the monk of the Seven Laws seemed very calm, too, he didn't believe in the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and the matter of bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors, for the black-bellied monk, there was not much pressure, he just said very calmly: "The disciple has a close friend, he has a sentence, the disciple likes it very much, and wants to give it to all the ancestors." ”

The crowd was silent, waiting to hear the next words of the Seven Laws,

A smile appeared at the corner of Qilu's mouth, and he said seriously:

"Come on, hurt each other............"