Sword Qi Long Chapter 127 The monk who is least like a monk

In the temple, the man opened his mouth wide, surprised and inexplicable, Fa Jing's sudden sound made him startled, and after coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but look around, trying to find the great monk who spoke up.

The temple is not large, and it only takes a few glances to see it all.

However, it was these glances that made him even more puzzled, where did that voice come from? There were obviously no more people in the temple.

Until he looked down at the Buddha statue placed on the ground.

After all, Xu Baichuan was talking to the Buddha statue before, could it be that the so-called great monk was in the Buddha statue?

The man was not very convinced, but without this result, nothing else was possible.

The man is an ordinary man, he has not walked through the door of cultivation, and he has no breath in his body, so he can't see Fajing, but the words spoken by Fajing can be completely transmitted into his ears without any omission.

For some reason, the four words of the Buddha's manifestation suddenly appeared in the man's heart, coupled with the stories of the three religions that circulated in the world, he made a decision in his heart, so he knelt on the ground with a plop, kept kowtowing to the Buddha statue, and said a lot in his mouth.

Most of them are parents who are short-lived, clichés, and like ordinary people, seeking peace and stability, seeking good fortune and fortune, there is no difference.

Xu Baichuan listened to it with great interest, and did not say anything to break the Fajing is not a Buddha.

The man has nothing to do with him, and how he thinks naturally has nothing to do with him.

The man kept kowtowing, and a trace of white gas gradually emerged from his body, slowly drifting towards Fajing, and Fajing got white qi, and his body was actually a lot more solid, although it was subtle, but it was indeed there.

This white gas name is called incense faith, which starts from people's thoughts, and is replaced by the power of all people, which has many wonderful uses, and the most intuitive embodiment is that it can nourish the soul body, and even increase the realm of cultivation, therefore, the three religions will want to dominate the secular dynasty, one is to collect disciples to inherit the sect, and the other is for this incense faith, and there are even rumors that if you want to break through to the saint, you can't do without this incense faith.

The rumors are vague, and the three religions have not given a complete explanation for the belief in incense, but it must be able to say so, it should not be groundless, maybe the truth is so.

In practice, you can step through it step by step, or you can take shortcuts, but although it is good to take shortcuts, it is not as good as walking by yourself.

Fajing is obviously practicing with the help of incense beliefs, and the incense beliefs produced by men can be described as a charcoal in the snow for him.

The man still couldn't see Fajing, but for some reason, Fajing had a vague impression in his heart, and he could feel where Fajing was.

Fa Jing looked at the man who had become his own follower, and said kindly: "The lay Buddha has a deep nature, and he is good. ”

The words are unclear, and when I listen to the ears of others, I don't feel anything, but in the ears of the man, it is the Buddha's praise for himself, and he bows even harder for a while.

The temple was full of clanging sounds, and it didn't stop until Fa Jing stopped it, and during this period of kneeling, a few traces of faith emerged from the man, and Fa Jing's smile was even kinder.

It's a pity.

The man got up from the ground, patted the ice and snow sticking to it, turned to Xu Baichuan and bowed, and thanked him loudly, why was he in the temple Fajing had already told him about it just now, so that he couldn't stop being afraid and was also very grateful to Xu Baichuan, the grace of saving his life is no less than the grace of his parents, and for a man who values love and righteousness, it is no different from reborn parents.

Xu Baichuan did not dodge or avoid, and accepted it calmly.

When the man got up again, he asked, "Why did you fall victim to the woman's poisonous hands when the snow was falling and the sky was freezing at this time?"

The man didn't expect Xu Baichuan to ask this question, he was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he didn't hide it, and said it very straightforwardly.

"Under is the dart master of the Guanzhou Zheng'an Dart Bureau, half a month ago received a dart, is to be sent to Yuzhou Anyuan City, originally because the snow dart bureau is not to be resigned, but the employer gave too much money, enough to buy several dart bureaus, so the steward totaled, then took this dart, and for the sake of preservation, sent out all the good hands, day and night, walking in the mountain road, trying to avoid danger, but did not expect a few days ago inexplicably by the woman to rob the house, it was really a thousand precautions, but did not prevent this out. ”

Xu Baichuan snorted and said that he knew that there was only so much he wanted to know, so he didn't ask again.

It's just that the man is idle, and he loves to talk a lot, and he is not annoyed when he sees Xu Baichuan ignoring himself, but he chatters a lot by himself, from what his name is to his age, and where he lives, and he doesn't stop until he has nothing to say.

The man's name is Wang Daguan, and his name is quite cheesy, but he can also see the Yingying expectations that his parents gave him, obviously he wants the man to be a big official in the future, and he doesn't have to do the business of licking blood at the tip of the knife, but the name is the name, but the fate is not a name that can be changed, Wang Daguan finally inherited his father's business, became a dart master, and almost died, but it was really fate.

The old monk Fajing smiled, the more he looked at Wang Daguan, the more satisfied he felt, and even inevitably had an idea in his heart, what he spent his whole life cultivating and even his own life was to suppress the woman, and now that the woman is dead, then he should also think about himself, although he is just a wisp of thought now, the essence of the body has long disappeared, but no matter what it is, he is always himself, it is Fajing.

In fact, if it weren't for the woman's birth, Fajing would not have wasted his life here, but according to the mind of worshipping Buddhism, to carry forward the Dharma, teach believers, and if he can go to the Western Buddha land to see it in the future, it will be in vain.

The reason why Buddhism has been able to spread from being in a remote place to being called the three religions is that it relies on countless people like Fajing.

Therefore, Fajing thought about going out to teach the Fa again, but he was just a wisp of thought, and he couldn't leave this temple at all, and if he wanted to go out, he had to rely on others.

Xu Baichuan is a sword cultivator, a sword in his hand, concentrating on walking on the way of the sword, for the rest of the road is not fake, Fa Jing is sure, if he says that he wants Xu Baichuan to do what he wants in his heart, what he gets is definitely not a promise, but a sword.

The woman is still helpless to allow Baichuan, and he is naturally even more unwilling.

Thinking about it, only Wang Daguan can do it, after all, the power of incense faith cannot be faked.

Fa Jing took a deep breath and used the little breath left in his thoughts, and attached it to his body, so that the blue bricks and white tiles of last night began to appear again.

Xu Baichuan saw it in his eyes and was indifferent.

These are just some illusions, although they are very real, but the fake is fake after all, and no matter how real it is, it can't fool him.

It's just that not all people in the world can see through illusions like him, and Fajing didn't use illusions to deceive him, but to show Wang Daguan.

When he saw Fa Jing, which appeared in the air and emitted golden Buddha light from his whole body, he was extremely surprised, so he knelt down again and said that the Buddha had appeared.

Fajing is also direct, and there is not much foreshadowing, but bluntly says that he will accept Wang Daguan as a disciple to protect the Tao and inherit the Dharma Yunyun.

Wang Daguan opened his mouth wide, it was very unbelievable, the Buddha wanted to say that he was a disciple? This is definitely a great benefit, after being sure again, he became a little incoherent, but after coming back to his senses, some were not very happy.

It's not that you want to say no, but for some other reason.

The reason is simple, he has not married, there is no child under his knees to inherit the offspring, and there are three unfilial piety, no queen is the greatest, he heard that he can not marry a wife after being a monk, and then think of the ardent expectations of his parents, every day he is talking in his ear to hug his grandson and granddaughter, thinking of this, he is very hesitant for a while.

Fa Jing tugged at the corners of his mouth, he thought that this matter was nine out of ten, but he didn't expect this moth, but what Wang Daguan said was also right, after becoming a monk, he had to abide by the precepts, and he couldn't get close to women, so naturally he couldn't have children.

At this time, Xu Baichuan's voice came leisurely like emergency water.

"Great monk, don't you Buddhism have a joy Zen, joy Zen is based on double cultivation, accompanied by Buddhism and Buddhist scriptures, not only can not help women, but the more women, the faster the cultivation rises, you let him practice joy Zen?"

Joy Zen?

Fajing whispered a few times in his mouth, and felt that it was good, Buddhism does have the vein of Huanxi Zen, which is not like the evil way of supplementation, but is above board, and can be cultivated with the women who practice together, it is a righteous path, it is said that the predecessor of the founding Huanxi Zen is still a Buddhist saint, and now it seems that Huanxi Zen is just right.

Huanxi Zen's practice exercises, he happened to remember one, although it was not very good, but it should be enough.

Fajing thanked Xu Baichuan, and then told Wang Daguan about Huanxi Zen, and asked again if he would like to worship Buddhism as a disciple.

The things he was worried about were solved, and there was a true Buddha in front of him, throwing out such a big opportunity, how could he say that he was not happy, so he didn't think too much, and happily agreed.

After kneeling three times and knocking nine times, it is considered to have worshiped Fajing as a teacher, and as for the Dharma name, Wang Daguan said that the name was given by his parents and could not be changed indiscriminately, so he did not have a Dharma name, and still called Wang Daguan.

As for the hair, it was because the parents of the body hair and skin did not shave it.

Wang Daguan may be the least monk-like monk in the world.

Seeing the blue bricks and white tiles disappear again, Xu Baichuan yawned, inexplicably feeling a little sleepy, he hadn't slept for a long time when he had been walking overnight on weekdays, and he thought that he could sleep well last night, but because the woman not only didn't sleep, but also raised a sword and fought, and handed out several swords not long ago, which took a lot of attention.

Now that sleepiness is rising, it seems that today is not going to be possible.

Then rest for a day and leave tomorrow.

So, the young man with the sword, slept until the early morning of the second day.

During this period, no one disturbed him, and by the time he got up, he was already refreshed and refreshed.