Just after the morning bell, in the Jinshan Temple, the little novice asked Zen Master Fahai: "Master, is it the greatest merit for us to practice Mahayana Buddhism, to help people become Buddhas, to get people out of the sea of suffering, and to ascend to the Western Elysium as soon as possible." ”

Fahai folded his hands together and replied, "Amitabha, it is naturally a great merit to make people become Buddhas. ”

The little novice asked, "Isn't it true that when a person dies, he has attained bliss early, and is killing someone the same as saving people, and is it also immeasurably meritorious?" ”

Fahai: ......

After a moment of silence, Fahai replied: "Go back and read the Huayan Sutra a hundred times." ”

The little novice was not dissatisfied, and respectfully retired.

Jin Wuxi fell, and the twilight drum of Jinshan Temple sounded.

The little novice went to the old Zen master again and said, "Master, after reading the Huayan Sutra, the disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

Fahai smiled kindly and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Mortals are deeply affected by the three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance, and they cannot be liberated for a day, and after death, they will only be reincarnated in the sea of suffering, and they cannot go to the Western Heaven Elysium. Little Novice Road.

Fahai nodded, although this statement is still a bit evil, but it is finally a lot better.

This apprentice has been smart since he was a child, half a year old can speak, two years old literate, three years old has been able to memorize a thousand words of Buddhist scriptures, in the Jinshan Temple monks of the same generation, is the most outstanding one.

Fahai still wanted him to take over the mantle of Jinshan Temple, but now that he has realized something, he wants to guide and guide him again, and asks: "Since you know that all mortals are suffering, how can you save people?" ”

Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and said: "If a mortal dies and falls into reincarnation, he can't be regarded as a person, then find a great monk like Master, Master has profound Dharma, and he will definitely be able to go to the Western Heaven Elysium after death, if the disciple surpasses you......"

Clang!

The purple gold bowl knocked out a bag on the head of the little novice, and Fahai said angrily: "For the teacher, I have surpassed your evil obstacle!" Go back and copy the Huayan Sutra, the Lotus Sutra and the Prajna Sutra a hundred times, and you are not allowed to sleep if you can't finish copying! ”

Xiao Shami touched the bag on his head, with a carefree expression on his face, and said respectfully again: "The apprentice understands, the apprentice retires." ”

Fahai was so angry that his liver hurt, if he hadn't picked it up and raised the apprentice, he would almost have been able to resist subduing the demons.

Is there something wrong with his own education method, why can this apprentice so calmly deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?

When he thinks about it, Fahai feels that he does bear most of the responsibility.

Although his mana is profound, what he is good at is the means of teaching his disciples to subdue demons and subduing demons, and for the understanding of Buddhism, Fahai is still in the realm where he can understand but cannot explain it to his apprentices.

The most common means on weekdays are punishment and confinement, and it is indeed their responsibility for apprentices to learn crookedly.

"Perhaps, it's time to find a famous teacher for Daoran." Fahai couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The little novice with the Dharma name Daoran was sitting at the desk at this time, meticulously copying the Buddhist scriptures.

Although he was punished, there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The pen is very neat, but Daoran's eyes drift away. This Buddhist scripture has long been memorized backwards, where is copied, distraction and dual-purpose dictation will not go wrong.

A few lines of text appeared in Dao Ran's eyes.

[Don't choose your words, disrespect your teacher, and commit the precept of lying words. 】

[Your Ring Breaking Monk talent is activated, and your body is +1.] 】

The talent of the precept-breaking monk was obtained by Dao Ran on his birthday a few days ago.

It's probably the benefits that come with the traverser, starting from birth, every five years, Dao Ran can get a special talent.

Dao Ran is fifteen years old this year, and he has gained a total of three talents.

[Excellent muscles and bones: Physique +30, you are born with a pair of horizontal muscles and bones, and your physical recovery ability is different from ordinary people, and you will hardly be affected by diseases. 】

[Treasure Solemnity: Charm +50, you are a natural Buddha, and your appearance and temperament are particularly easy to make people feel close. 】

[Broken Monk: Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left in his heart, when you violate the precepts of Buddhism, you can randomly get attribute bonuses. 】

Dao Ran looked at these natural abilities and felt that the system was still very intimate.

When he was five years old, he was seriously ill and almost didn't survive, but the system sent [Superior Muscles and Bones] in time, and he never got sick again in the next ten years.

When he was ten years old, Fahai began to let his disciples copy and chant sutras, and the children were a little lazy, that is, they were slapping their palms and confinement and waiting. Dao Ran relied on this [Treasure Solemnity] talent, and was the least punished among his peers.

As for the last [Broken Precept Monk], it was probably because Daoran wanted to return to the world.

From the time he was picked up by Fahai, the first sentence of this teaching was naturally not "mother", but "Amitabha".

No one has ever asked Dao Ran if he wants to be a monk, and if he was a child who grew up in a temple, he probably wouldn't feel that there was anything wrong. But Daoran is a time-traveler, and he hides all the memories of his previous life in his mind.

Let him be a monk and a green lamp ancient Buddha for the rest of his life?

Then he might as well forget about reincarnation.

It's just that talent is talent, and how to be vulgar is a problem. But if Daoran dares to say that it is vulgar to say to Fahai, this old monk will definitely lock him up for decades, until he is powerless to release him, Fahai is a ruthless person who even caught people who are married and is a monk.

It seems impossible to convince him, even if the Jinshan Temple is flooded, Fahai's inner belief has never wavered.

"So, you still have to rely on your fists." Dao Ran came to the only conclusion in his heart.

Only if he is more powerful than Fahai, strong enough to blow up his purple gold bowl with one punch, can it be possible to realize his wish to return to the vulgar.

But Bai Suzhen can directly turn over the river and the sea, Fahai can still open with her, just relying on normal cultivation, Dao Ran estimates that even if her hair is white, she may not be able to practice to the realm of crushing Fahai.

Now it seems that the talent of the Broken Monk is his only hope.

There are many Buddhist precepts, such as not killing, not stealing, not committing adultery, not lying, and not drinking.

Today, I committed a false precept by raising the bar with Fahai, but the price is not small, and the bag knocked out by the purple gold bowl is still painful.

"Therefore, you can't do this thing often, it's easy to get beaten. You have to rely on yourself to break the precept of efficiency. ”

Thinking of this, Dao Ran couldn't help but lower his head, glanced between his legs, and said with emotion: "Brother, it was originally for you to warm fragrant nephrite in the future, but now it seems that you have to rely on your own efforts." But that's okay, brother, I'll help you. ”

Lifting the monk's robe, Daoran began to cast spells.

Unexpectedly, it took more than half an hour to chant before it was finished.

It's just that after finishing the matter, Daoran waited for a long time and didn't see the hint of attribute increase, and suddenly felt like he had lost a lot.

"It's not a broken color ring to do it yourself, I reluctantly admit it. But why isn't it a killing ring?! The children died unjustly. ”

After washing his hands, Dao Ran recited the Sutra of Death a few more times to send the children on a ride.

It's a pity that no matter how strong his sense of ritual is, this precept-breaking monk's talent has not moved.

In the end, Dao Ran could only die and continued to copy his Buddhist scriptures, wondering whether to continue to find Fahai to raise the bar early the next morning.

But this time, I'm afraid I have to change the topic, otherwise it will be easy to be knocked to death by the purple gold bowl.