At the end of the end, there is an exercise.

【Great Thunder Sound Phase】

Many people didn't even look at the content, they just took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the screen frantically, and the flash lights were constantly lit up, as if it was some kind of press conference.

Lu Haochu and Zhao Si were the only ones who didn't make any moves, the former knew that he couldn't learn it, what kind of Buddhism did he learn as a Taoist, and the "Great Thunder Sound Law Phase" was public. After a month, you can find it on the Internet with any search engine. The latter is also self-aware, as well as having a better one.

However, they were more concerned about the Taoist priest, the medical immortal Li Hua.

Lu Haochu whispered: "That sentence [You are a medical immortal], it won't be your eldest brother, right?" ”

At present, only Li Hua has the title of medical immortal in the classics, and there are indeed records of such a person in some of the subsequent classics of the Shangqing Palace, which is equivalent to the ordinary Shennong in the cultivation world. And is famous in the Chengjian Record, and the monks in the world know that this is the sweetheart of the Sword Immortal.

However, due to some special reasons, Li Hua is dead in the eyes of most people.

This person is most likely Li Yi.

"It should be." Zhao Si nodded, he now saw that there was a particularly awesome person in the classics or the autobiography of the great power, as long as there was no clear identity, he suspected that it was Brother Yi.

An immortal who has lived for 5,000 years will definitely leave many traces, and there is a high probability that the major events that can be recorded will have Brother Yi's figure.

There is only one reason, because he is strong enough.

Just like those great men in the history of celebrities, they are all extremely powerful people in some way. And the strong in the cultivation world are respected, except for a few cases, most of the people who have been bigraphed are all strong.

And there are only a few top powerhouses in an era, and there will inevitably be intersections, not to mention a living immortal who weighs on their heads.

"......" Lu Haochu took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one with a trembling hand, and began to smoke it in large gulps.

After getting along for half a year, Zhao Si knew that this guy would smoke a cigarette when he was emotional, no matter whether he was happy or sad, as long as he smoked a cigarette, he could quickly calm down. It's not that smoke has any miraculous effect, but it's like a psychological suggestion.

It is a technique derived from the combination of modern psychology and the soul.,I heard that the monk in charge of soul searching.,At least a doctor of psychology.。

Looking at Lu Haochu's shaking hands, Zhao Si couldn't help but smile and said, "Not really, right?" ”

"Go to merit, Zhentaojiang, do you say it?" Lu Haochu saw the other party's slightly confused expression, and reached out and patted his forehead.

"Forget you're a blind cultivator."

Although Zhao Si has been in the industry for half a year, he is still too young compared to those of them who have received orthodox cultivation education, and the gap is probably the difference between elementary school students and high school students. The government's way of cultivating monks was inherited from the Shangqing Palace, which was the education method of the main sect of the cultivation world, first cultivating one's self and cultivating one's nature, and then starting to practice.

Among them, health cultivation includes various cultivation concepts, common sense and other education, similar to mathematics, physics and chemistry in compulsory education.

"Do you know about Taojiang? It is the largest river in the cultivation world, and is known as the main vein of the world's rivers. According to records, it can flow from Shenzhou directly to Rome, and its width is twenty kilometers at its narrowest point, and the waves set off like a tsunami. ”

"Uh......" Zhao Si still didn't react, "Doesn't this mean that Brother Yi is awesome?" Isn't it just a flood? ”

Was that an ordinary flood? This is worse than the bombing of the Sanjiang Dam.

"What am I so ......" Lu Haochu was speechless for a while, he knew that the other party was very awesome, but he didn't expect it to be so awesome.

Don't say a word to this easy blow!

Lu Haochu turned his gaze to the others, and when he saw them taking pictures of "Da Luo Faxiang", he didn't know that these people were not looking at all without a look of surprise.

"Everyone, I'm going to write a report after reading it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone calmed down and looked at the first part of the "Great Thunder Sound Book".

For a moment the scene fell silent, and his eyes widened as he looked at the story inside.

", merit golden body!"

"Who is this Taoist? He actually had a golden body of merit, and he was willing to throw it into the river. ”

Most people have common sense, and naturally understand the weight of the merit golden body and the Tao River. The former is the recognition of heaven and earth, I don't know how many good things to do and how many people to save in order to condense the golden body. The latter is the main vein of the world's rivers, and the floods set off are not ordinary floods.

That's what is normal.

Lu Hao was immediately satisfied when he saw everyone's shocked expressions, if it weren't for the request from above to keep Li Hua's identity secret, they would probably be even more shocked. Fortunately, Cheng Jianlu did not write about Li Hua later, otherwise it would not be possible to keep it secret.

"Let's go eat first, the content of the Great Lei Yin Book is said to be dozens of times more than that of Cheng Jianlu. In order to facilitate dissemination, the vernacular is basically used except for the exercises, so several articles are released a day. ”

When I came back from lunch at lunch, the big thunder book was updated again.

[After the sword immortal, Buddhism flourished, Mahayana Buddhism spread all over the world, temples are like forests, and Buddha statues are like seas]

[Jingyue Temple, the incense is prosperous, there are millions of believers, good at seeking children, marriage. 】

[Tsing Yi Taoist Wei Lin Jingyue Temple, ask: What should the temple do with dirt and dirt? 】

[The abbot of the temple returned: The quiet place of Buddhism, how to hide dirt and dirt. If you don't make it clear today, don't blame the old man for his angry eyes.

【Presided over by Jingyue Temple, died】

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Jingyue Temple, located in the famous mountains, has countless pilgrims.

Looking down from the sky, you can see a long line of people entering the temple in the distance.

The monk searched for a long time, and finally found the Tsing Yi Taoist in the downtown at the foot of the mountain, and at this moment he was sitting in a roadside stall, eating wontons, watching the roadside juggling.

He quietly fell into the crowd, approaching the Taoist in Tsing Yi, his attitude was not as indifferent and hostile as before, and he bowed respectfully.

"The little monk visited his predecessors, and I thanked my predecessors for the people on both sides of the Taojiang River."

The Taoist in Tsing Yi glanced at him slightly, and said, "The people on both sides of the Taojiang River? How can you thank me for them? Just with your bald head? ”

The monk was not annoyed, and replied: "No, the little monk just thinks that the predecessors should be thanked for what they did, and the little monk was born on both sides of the Taojiang River, so he should be counted as one of them." ”

"You little monk, it's a little interesting."

For the first time, the Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at the world with his eyes, and for some reason he had a feeling that his whole body was seen through.

"Luo Han Guo position, it seems that he is still a Buddhist genius, and his talent is not bad."

Can he see it?

Du Shi was shocked in his heart, he had the Buddha treasure given by his elders, and the following gods could not see through his cultivation. This person either has some special means, or he has cultivated to the point of becoming a god.

Soon he suppressed the suspicion in his heart, the other party's cultivation was very high, he had been mentally prepared, otherwise it would be impossible to suppress the Taojiang.

"Seniors are as wise as light."

"It's a pity that I entered the Buddha Gate." The Taoist in Tsing Yi turned his head and continued to eat the wontons, without looking at the monk again.

Talk to him a few words for the sake of his good heart.

"The seniors have a great prejudice against my Buddha, I'm afraid there are some misunderstandings, the little monk is not talented, but I hope to solve the confusion for the seniors."

The monk closed his eyes slightly, revealing a trace of extraordinary atmosphere, as if the real Buddha was in the world.

The Taoist who didn't intend to continue to deal with him raised his head again, and then couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Buddha heart, little monk, aren't you afraid that I will dig up your heart?" It's a rare treasure. ”

"The predecessors have great merit, and this will certainly not be the case. I wonder if this Buddha heart can solve the doubts of the predecessors? ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at him for a long time, and then asked again: "Is there reincarnation in the world?" ”

"I haven't seen it." He didn't have such a firm answer as before, because the person in front of him had verified it.

The avatar god with the golden body of merit has that ability, and there is no need to lie to himself.

If there really is no reincarnation, how can we explain that all the suffering we suffered in this life is caused by cause and effect in previous lives?

This question has been bothering him for months and is what drove him to look for this dish for months. Assuming that there is no reincarnation, what about the suffering people?

Did the Buddha want to save them? What are their offerings?

If there is no afterlife, then will we not become bandits?

This is undoubtedly a collapse of faith for a monk who has just entered the red dust, he desperately needs an answer, and he also hopes that reincarnation is true.

Therefore, it is necessary to prove that what this Taoist said is false.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "Little monk, if you still want your Buddha heart, stay away from me." For the sake of your good heart, you should be reminded that it is better not to know some things, otherwise the path will be broken. ”

"The little monk has no regrets." The monk was not deterred.

"You come with me."

There are hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land at the foot of Jingyue Temple, millions of people, and countless villages.

Washishi walked in with the Taoist, without attracting the attention of others, and happened to see the temple monks coming down to collect grain. There was no fighting, no crying, and the two sides were very harmonious.

It's just that their body size is extremely eye-catching, the monks are all fat and big-eared, and the people are yellow-faced and skinny.

"How?" The Taoist in Tsing Yi asked, "Since the Sword Immortal, Buddhism has flourished, and in just a few hundred years, no less than 100,000 temples have been built in the world, and the Buddha statue alone can surround the Taojiang River." Where do you think the manpower and material resources come from? Could it be that your Buddhist monks built it themselves? ”

“……”

Washiyo was silent.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi continued to take him to another place, somewhere in the temple of Jingyue Temple, in the monk's room, and a small moan could be heard.

With the cultivation of two people, it is natural to know what is going on inside.

"This is the temple's son, you really sent the Buddha to the west."

"Mortal desires, they are not cultivators."

He kept chanting the scriptures in a low voice, but the Buddha's heart was still bright, and even the Buddha's nature was not diminished but increased.

"If one day he becomes an Arhat Buddha, the little monk will surely sweep away all impurities."

Tsing Yi said: "That's true, people are not sages, there will always be some rat feces." Even in the Daomen, there is no shortage of such people. But now the Buddha is panning for gold in, and even you can't hide it, do you think this mortal can hide it from your elders? ”

"They know, better than anyone else. But so many temples must be managed, and practitioners don't have so much time, and they often close their eyes for decades. ”

Li Changsheng didn't know how the previous Buddhism was, but after his investigation, nine of the ten temples were black.

"The little monk will definitely sweep away the filth in the future."

"There's no need to go back, the poor road will level it today."

As soon as the words fell, the Taoist in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared in the sky above the temple, standing in the air, and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

"Who is the presiding officer of Jingyue Temple?"

The next moment, a fat monk flew out of the temple and looked at the Taoist in front of him.

"What advice does this fellow Daoist have?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi asked, "What should I do if the temple hides dirt and dirt?" ”

Such a blatant slander made the fat monk's eyes squint slightly, revealing a hint of coldness: "In the quiet place of Buddhism, how can there be dirt and dirt." If you don't make it clear today, don't blame the old man for his angry eyes. ”

"Be punished." The Taoist in Tsing Yi asked and answered himself, and a thunderbolt fell, which shook everyone's ears and buzzed, and by the time they came back to their senses, the fat monk had disappeared.

Immediately after that, dark clouds suddenly covered the sky, and thunderbolts fell into the temple, and one after another monks turned into ashes.

Whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary person, the thunder attacks indiscriminately.

Seeing this, the monk naturally stood up to stop it, and the statue of the Buddha stood in front of the thunder.

"The predecessors can kill the culprit, don't affect the innocent, indiscriminately......"

A thunderbolt fell, the giant Buddha collapsed, and the monk spit blood from his mouth and smashed heavily to the ground.

"There are no unjust souls under the poor Dao, and eliminating evil is saving people. Today, I, Li Changsheng, will step on your 100,000 temples. ”

His eyes were full of the man's arrogance.

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Florida.

For several days, the chanting has never stopped, the pujas have continued, the monks and the people have stopped producing, and the society has stopped.

After the company's investigation, hundreds of millions of people in Florida have not been affected by any extraordinary power, and there is no way to hypnotize the incense faith. But because of historical factors, there are too many Buddhists here, and almost 90 percent of the population believes in Buddhism.

As soon as the eminent monks held the puja, it was like a whirlpool, instantly gathering all the people in the vicinity.

The old monk walked on the street, watching every household eat fast and chant Buddha, with no sadness or joy on his face.

Suddenly, someone stopped him, and several monks in yellow clothes stood in front of him, bowing their heads and saluting.

"Master Jingming, Buddha please return to your place?"

"Who?"

"Glass Buddha."

Du Shi shook his head slightly, and said: "The poor monk law is called to cross the world, not pure and bright." ”

"Master, don't go the wrong way." The monk stepped out, and the Buddha light on his body appeared, and his breath was close to Jindan.

"My Buddha is merciful, please return to the master's place."

When the words fell, the old monk walked past them at some point and whispered, "My Buddha is not compassionate. ”

There was a sudden huge pain in the chest, and several people bowed their heads slightly, and their chests pierced at some point, and through the chest, they could see the floor behind them, as well as the old monk who was gradually moving away.

They fell down with a thud, blood running down the floor and into the sewers, screaming and undulating.

After walking hundreds of steps, the old monk came to a magnificent temple, and when he looked up, he could see a golden Buddha hundreds of meters high.

A monk stood in front of him, revealing the aura of the Jindan period.

"Master ......"

Boom!

The monk's body exploded in an instant, and the blood clot stained the stairs leading to the Buddha statue red.

The old monk walked up step by step, and whoever stood in front of him would be ruthlessly slapped into flesh foam, without the slightest mercy.

Stepping into the temple, one by one the Buddhas walked out of the statues, sitting on the Bao Lian, which symbolizes the fruit position, surrounded by golden light in the sky.

"Clear! Don't be obsessed! Never too late to mend. ”

In response to the Buddha was a thunderclap.

With a boom, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the dazzling thunder light suppressed the Buddha's light with unparalleled power.

The old monk stepped in, the thunder light swept out on him, and a red Buddha appeared behind him, ten feet high, three heads and six arms, angry eyes, and thunder in his hand.

The great thunder sound method is obtained by consulting the immortal thunder law.

"In the past, there were immortals who stepped on ten thousand Buddhas, and now there are poor monks who cross the world and cross the Buddhas."

(End of chapter)