Wan Fan is still very happy today, although the life of Buddhism is boring, but every time he cleans up the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it is the spice of Wan Fan's ordinary life.

The ancient Buddhist scriptures, the words that seem to have magical power, can make Wan Fan fall into it and can't extricate himself.

Wan Fan just recited the morning scriptures, and then left, spent the morning cleaning the huge Tibetan scripture pavilion, and after lunch at noon, he plunged into the Tibetan scripture pavilion group of books, swimming in the ocean of Buddhist scriptures.

No one knows how long this Eastern Wilderness Continent has been inherited, only that it has been so long that people can't estimate it.

No one knows how big this Eastern Wilderness Continent is, only that mortals can't reach the end even if they go to ten lives and ten lifetimes.

And on such a continent, it can become the pinnacle of existence, and the world can't know how strong Mount Meru is.

Crisscrossing the entire continent and standing out among the many cultivation sects, Mount Meru certainly relies on more than just quiet and peaceful.

At this moment, in the meeting hall of Mount Meru, several old monks are all sitting here solemnly, and at the top, standing with their backs to everyone is now a famous figure in the East Wilderness, the head of Mount Meru - Xuankong.

The old monks led by Xuankong are all high-level figures in Mount Meru today, and they are all existences that can shake this world with a single move.

"Senior brother in charge, this matter cannot be delayed, every moment of delay is a slaughter of all the people in my Eastern Wilderness. "An old monk's face was full of compassion, he was so skinny that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down, and there was a trace of anxiety on his face at this moment.

"Senior Brother Pulun, don't worry, you need to think long-term at this time. Another tall and lanky old monk spoke up.

"Senior Brother Puguang's words are wrong. The scrawny Pulun said, "For every moment we delay, many mortals will die. It is incumbent upon us to punish evil demons, how can we retreat at this moment. ”

"Senior Brother Pulun is serious, we didn't back down, we just wanted to find an excellent way. The senior brother in charge has also been thinking about it. Another white-eyed old monk said.

"Demon Sect invasion, as a disciple of Buddhism, what is there to consider?Where did the Buddha's teachings go at this moment?" Pu Lun said urgently, his thin body as if he couldn't bear such a hurry.

The white-eyed old monk changed color and said, "Senior Brother Pulun, you are not the only one here who wants to go south to fight the demonic path, why don't we want to. It's just that now the situation in the Eastern Wilderness Continent is changing rapidly, if we are not fully prepared, we will definitely be taken advantage of by people with intentions, and when the time comes, the foundation of Buddhism will not be guaranteed, and you and I will not be able to see the Buddha even if we die. ”

Before Pulun could speak, the head of Xuankong suddenly turned around and recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

After everyone heard Xuankong's voice, they all stopped talking, and they all respectfully waited for Xuankong to continue.

"Brother Pulun, don't be impatient. The invasion of the Demon Sect from the south of Xinjiang is a major event, and the journey to the south to fight the Demon Dao cannot be delayed, and it is also a fact. It's just that the so-called outside must first be inside, and I am all monks on Mount Meru, and I don't care about utilitarianism. But the great cause of Buddhism has been passed into the hands of you and me, and there is absolutely no reason to be buried, so we must be fully prepared for this attack. Xuankong said.

"Everything is arranged by the senior brother. The white-eyed old monk said first.

When the others heard this, they immediately chimed in: "Everything is according to the senior brother's arrangement." ”

Only Pulun said, "Then senior brother, has you thought of a perfect plan?"

Xuankong didn't show any displeasure on his face, but he didn't answer directly, but said: "Above the Eastern Wilderness, there are only a few people who can pose a threat to my Buddhism. And there is only one that will shoot directly. ”

"A thousand years ago, the Demon Sect was in full swing, but it also made all the people of the Eastern Wilderness live in fire and water. I am on the right path, and it is within my duty for everyone to eliminate evil and subdue demons. However, the Demon Sect is powerful, and we can unite many sects to fight against it. A great war thousands of years ago, the first battle was lost, and eight of the ten major sects fell, and only I, Mount Meru and the Taichu Holy Mansion, barely survived. But the Demon Sect also had to withdraw from the Eastern Wilderness and leave the southern frontier. It's a pity that there was no winner in that battle at all. The white-eyed old monk said.

"There are only two of the ten righteous sects left, and at that time, the head of the Taichu Holy Mansion was seriously injured and sat down soon after. I, the abbot of Mount Meru, also passed away not long after, and we paid an unbearable price in the battle against the Demon Sect. Xuankong said.

"Amitabha. "The crowd recited the Buddha's name.

Xuankong said again: "After thousands of years of accumulation, I, Mount Meru and the Taichu Holy Mansion, have recovered, but because most of the predecessors who participated in the Demon Sealing War were killed, many of these things are unclear, resulting in a layer of estrangement between us and the Daomen. I didn't want to be suspicious of righteous fellow Daoists, but when we set out to conquer southern Xinjiang, it is inevitable that the Taichu Holy Mansion will take advantage of the void to enter. ”

As soon as Xuankong said this, Pulun lowered his head and thought about it, thinking that it was very reasonable, but he still said: "What the senior brother said is indeed true, but now that the war in southern Xinjiang is tight, if we are delaying the action, I am afraid it will be too late." ”

"Senior Brother Pulun, don't be impatient, fighting the Demon Sect is a matter of the whole righteous path. Now on the Eastern Wilderness, the righteous path naturally takes my Sumeru Mountain and the Taichu Holy Mansion as the leader, and now it is urgent to go south to fight the demon Dao, so I plan to invite the Taoist friends of the Taichu Holy Mansion to go south together. Xuankong said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was clear, and the secret Dao Xuankong was worthy of being an old and refined character, and he did not leak anything.

Inviting Daomen to go on the expedition, both sides will take each other as a benchmark, and the combat power of the dispatch will naturally be about the same, so there will be no debate about who contributes how much.

Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't say this on my lips, and I only heard the senior monks say: "Senior brother in charge is reasonable, and we will abide by the abbot's decree." ”

After hearing this, Xuankong folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and then said, "Senior Brother Puguang, then please make arrangements and deploy the disciples who are about to go on an expedition to the Demon Sect." ”

"Obey the Abbot's decree. The tall and thin Pu Guang also folded his hands and replied respectfully.

"Senior Brother Pulun, you go and select the elite disciples, rush to the Taichu Holy Mansion as fast as possible, and invite the head of Rong Qin to fight against the Demon Dao together. Xuankong did not forget to instruct: "The safety of the Eastern Wilderness and the survival of my Buddhism are in the hands of my junior brother." ”

"Senior brother, don't worry, I'll set off now and go to the Taichu Holy Mansion in person. Pulun clasped his hands together and said solemnly.

"Amitabha. Xuankong recited a Buddha name.

As the sun sets, another day slips away quietly, and time is always like this, and the bright and secretive disappears.

Wan Fan walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but he was still unsatisfied, like a fat man who had just finished a big meal, still reminiscing about the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

Wan Fan was busy for a while, but he didn't notice the changes around him, and at night, the divine power he gathered was still not enough for him to break through to the realm of condensation in one fell swoop.

In the face of disappointment, Wan Fan was already a little calm.

In their sleep, people stopped thinking and moving, and time was still sneaking away, but they were walking so recklessly.

The sound of the bell opened the prelude to the day, when Wan Fan was cleaning the fallen leaves, a little monk suddenly ran over, he was a little anxious, seeing Wan Fan even faster ran a few steps, while panting and hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Wan Fan, Uncle Huijing asked me to come over and tell you that he has some important matters, he can't come to today's morning class, let you discipline the junior disciples for him." ”

"Got it, thank you. Wan Fan said, without any change in his tone.

"Senior brother, I take my leave. The little monk bowed slightly, then turned and left, no longer in the same hurry as he came.

Wan Fan's qualifications are stupid, but his seniority will not change, just take the little monk who came just now, but he is also Wan Fan's junior brother, but he has already entered the Dharma Hall to practice. It's just that what the monk cultivates is the mind, and in the face of Wan Fan, who is higher than his own generation, the little monk has no coercion in the realm at all.

Hui Jing is a senior monk of the Hui generation on Mount Meru, although he is not as senior as Pulun and others, but once there is something in Mount Meru, he must also be present. At this time, things like the daily morning class and even urging the apprentice to practice are all completed by Wan Fan for him. Therefore, Wan Fan's existence did save Huijing a lot of heart.

After breakfast, Wan Fan hurriedly washed the dishes, cleaned up the canteen briefly, and then came to the place where he read in the morning.

The juniors and disciples had already sat down quietly, Wan Fan stepped forward and said, "There are some things that Master can't teach in person today, so I will supervise them on my behalf, and we will chant the scriptures as usual." ”

"Yes, brother. They replied.

Wan Fan has already experienced this kind of thing many times, and he doesn't need to do anything every time, he just needs to say a sentence, and then recite the Buddhist scriptures with everyone. After that, Wan Fan is naturally familiar with it.

But after reading it for a while, Guancheng couldn't sit still, didn't he look left, and looked again.

The surrounding senior brothers were disturbed by him, and finally, Xiao Shami Guanjing couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly said loudly: "Senior Brother Wanfan, Senior Brother Guancheng has stirred me up so much that I can't meditate and chant the scriptures." ”

Everyone was attracted by this shout, and those who were far away did not know what was going on, and they all looked at the little novice.

After Wan Fan finished reading a sentence, he said slowly: "Guancheng, don't move, in front of the Buddha, keep in awe." ”

Guan Cheng looked up at the huge Buddha statue in the Buddha hall, the Buddha's smile was full of golden light, and the nearest place at the foot of the Buddha statue was Wan Fan who did not turn his head.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, contemplation is willing to recite sutras, and I am willing to move. It's all our freedom, why limit my freedom and satisfy his freedom. Am I not a disciple of my Buddha?" Guan Cheng said.

Wan Fan still didn't look back, didn't even raise his head, just said slowly: "Because of your freedom, you disturb others and make others unable to meditate, if I don't talk about you, how can I reflect the equality of all beings." ”

"Amitabha. After hearing this, everyone, including the little novice, recited the Buddha's name.

Guan Cheng's face was a little gloomy, and he said coldly: "Everyone is fine, just Guan Jing shouted, how do you know that it is not him who disturbs me." ”

Wan Fan raised his head, looked at the Buddha statue high above, and said, "Not everyone can say what they think in their hearts. He even ignored the Buddha who had been listening to it all the time. ”

"What kind of Buddhism are you, Wanfan, I respect you, call you a senior brother, with my qualifications, I can enter the Dharma Hall in less than a year, and at that time, I am afraid that you will still be doing nothing in this Arhat Hall. When the time comes, I'll call you senior brother again, do you still have the face to say yes?" Guan Cheng smiled.

Everyone was shocked, Wan Fan's qualifications were dull, everyone knew it, but they never said it, Wan Fan has always worked hard and complained, and he has always looked like a senior brother, although he doesn't talk much on weekdays, but he still has a lot of status in the hearts of his junior brothers, so everyone carefully maintains Wan Fan's self-esteem.

"Guancheng, don't talk nonsense. Guanben said loudly.

"That's it, Senior Brother Guancheng, how can you talk like that?" said Xiao Shami Guanjing.

"The monks don't say anything, if I don't say that, what should I say?" Guan Cheng said confidently: "Otherwise, Senior Brother Wanfan will fight against me and win me, and I will apologize immediately." ”

Everyone looked at Wan Fan at this moment, Wan Fan had not been able to break through the most basic primordial god realm for twenty years, so no one was optimistic about him, and they also sweated for him, thinking that his face was indeed going to be lost today.

"The monks don't speak, but this pure land of Buddhism is not a place for fighting. Wan Fan said unhurriedly.

"Hmph, we have the path of Buddhism, and it's okay to have a discussion. "Guan Cheng is aggressive.

"Guancheng, don't mess around, Senior Brother Wanfan doesn't want to bully the small, if you want to learn, just come with me. Kanben said.

"The Buddha talks about cause and effect, and the cause planted by Senior Brother Wan Fan will naturally bear fruit by himself, so how can there be a reason to let others replace him. Guan Cheng didn't let it go at all.

Everyone has different ideas in their hearts, most of them are holding the mentality of watching the excitement, if Wan Fan, a senior brother who has been in the school for 20 years, is beaten by a little junior brother who has been in the school for less than five years and has a blue nose and swollen face, it will be a big bustle, and there are few such scenes in this boring mountain forest.