Yi Buddha did not break his promise, and really sat on the largest lotus seat for three days and three nights, and no one could ask questions.

There are countless enlightened people, contemplative people, blood-vomiting people, demented people, and indifferent people, and they refute the various states of life and hearts with words alone

Realms, what is that not a Buddha?

According to the Buddha's fame for a time, he was unsurpassed by his peers, and was revered as the Mahayana heaven, by the Hinayana as the liberation heaven, and by the Tibetan tradition as the snow

Yutian, respected by Confucianism as a sage, can enter any Confucian palace at any time to preach and preach Zen, respected by Taoists as Yixian, mountain temple monks to go

Nanshan doesn't have to untie the sword, but this is said in vain, Buddhist disciples never hold a sword. He was canonized as a national teacher of Universiade by the Yunzhou royal family and entered the palace

There is no need to call for proclamation.

And the mountain temple is respected as the mountain temple in the sky, enjoy the golden Buddha pavilion at the end of the clouds, and receive the incense forever.

Sit freely according to the Buddha, surrounded by one in ten thousand, the sound of the Buddha's horn rises and falls, and the luck and mental power circl around the left and right, just like the Buddha.

Of course, there are many people who don't say a word and throw their sleeves away, such as the Buddha of many treasures.

The monks of the mountain temple Yunzhou did not hide their smiles and pride, and they didn't know where to pick the petals and fresh fruits in this winter.

Pile up the Buddha into a mountain of flowers and fruits.

Only the master is still the same, still muddy, and his ass is like sitting on a charcoal fire. Others don't know me, but they know that he looks like this

Half of it is gluttonous, except for the wine, everything is boring. That's a person with a bad mind, not because there is no Buddha to participate in the realm, but because

Cultivation has really come to the point of fate...

As his motto, two diligent and three lazy:

Drink alcohol frequently

Eat meat frequently

Too lazy to speak

Too lazy to touch the wild cranes

Too lazy to look at the idle clouds

I would smile in my heart, and Master's words would ringing in my ears: "If you don't laugh, you don't laugh, it's not that the time has not come, but for the teacher."

Stern. ”

The bell is silent...

If the mountain is high and the road is long, leave as soon as possible. Some are still chatting with each other, looking left and right from time to time, as if they are still waiting for the excitement to see.

It's not enough.

The old guy left before the guests. Presumably, he ran to a corner and realized his "gluttony".

The ten thousand lotus seats began to be as empty and lonely as before, and the monks of the mountain temple began to pack up some of the unseen and unheard scraps in their lives

Many monks regard them as donkeys, and they all cover their noses.

Amitabha Buddha sounded one after another, sweeping the cups and plates in front of him into the bamboo basket like driving away the plague insects.

Some peeked around, taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, simply smelling the smell of wine and meat, and drowning in it.

There is a monk who is even more bold to steal food, the expression seems to have recovered the long-lost hosta, and it seems to see the sweetheart who has not been seen for a long time as a married woman.

I couldn't help but burst into tears, and I was afraid that outsiders would find out.

In addition to the excitement, it is also a little lonely.

The monks are all sorted, grotesque and nonsensical.

At this point, I have only felt happy for the few times in my life, at least I have a reliable master.

When I'm done, I'm going to find the old guy and have a bit of a craving.

The unmoved strips turned into black toner, leaving only wisps of wood souls floating above the clouds, which blinded me. I

Subconsciously grabbed the empty wine jug on the table, lest it fall to the ground and shatter peace.

When I opened my eyes again, I felt that the weight of the flask was abnormal, and I shook it tentatively, but there was a full rippling inside. And on the ground

Where is the wine in the snow bowl?

I looked for the Buddha of Duobao, only the wind and snow fluttered.

Chasing to the seventh mountain gate and looking at it from afar, he vaguely looked back and gave me a hint of evil smile.

Just as a thought came into my ears:

"Look at your hard work, give a pot of wine..."

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain, a rickety old man was holding a girl in his arms, kneeling in front of the mountain gate with an anxious face, his clothes were ragged, and he seemed to be naked

body, and he was reluctant to use the sword wrapped in rags behind his back.

The guests who went down the mountain passed by one by one, as if looking at ordinary stones. Life is like a send, the cold and warm in the world are vividly displayed at this moment

Vivid.

"I'm here to worship the Buddha of Nothingness"

The old man's tone was sincere and unusually humble.

There is only an ancient Buddha in my mountain temple, where is there a Buddha without a phase?

"I travel thousands of miles day and night, and I don't have any incense money, I just want to worship the Buddha of Wuxiang, and only ask the Buddha to save people. ”

The girl glanced sadly, and the end of her eyes seemed to be only the endless sky, and the rest of the things could not be seen or heard, and her hands were tightly covered with herself

On his chest, he was dirty with pear yellow cloud brocade, covering up his graceful and cold nature.

"This disease should be seen in Langzhong, not to worship the Buddha, the donor or please go back..."

Several senior brothers symbolically glanced at the girl a few times, stopped the mountain gate, and ignored the old man's pleading, as if he was afraid of dying here, as a monk

They still want to be free and excessive, too lazy to bother, provoke a commotion, and the depths of their eyes are secretly impatient, and there is no pity.

The old man began to kowtow, and the sound of a knock sounded, like a mortar.

"It's not a secret, the temple is holding an uncovered conference, it's really inconvenient..."

"Shall I debate then?"

"Who are you? With or without an invitation, you can't go up without an invitation. ”

The easiest and most effective way to refuse is to throw a mountain and press people directly.

"The young master of my family is great compassion, and only great thoughts can resolve it. I beg you monks to let me worship the Buddha of the Infinite Phase. ”

The old man was still pounding, and his forehead was gradually bright red.

"Haven't heard of it... I've never heard of it... Hurry up, hurry up, the old man is so messy. ”

"This is the place of enlightenment of the Buddha, of course, there are thoughts, how can you and other lay monks know. ”

"You old man, we are kind to persuade each other, but you ridicule each other, you really don't understand the reason. "A few senior brothers picked up the monk's stick and wanted to drive it

Leave.

"In this case, forgive the old man for being unreasonable, I don't know the rules of your Buddhism, whether you are willing to use a sword. ”

The old man pulled out the sword from the rags, and the light flashed, like a moonlight that flashed in the moment when the Zhumen was half-opened, and it was easy to see it

Not ordinary. The old man hugged the girl in his left hand and held the sword in his right hand, and at that moment, the eyes of several senior brothers seemed to be shaken, old man

No longer rickety, no longer humble, but instead of an indescribable taste, not something they can see.

A sword

This sword antelope hangs horns...

Let me in...

With only one sword, the mountain gate was like a big hole knocked out by the antelope horn, and the monks were shocked and did not dare to approach at the same time.

"Close the Gate"

There are remnants of the old man all the way, and he generally teleports to the front of the second mountain gate.

Another sword

Flying Immortals...

Let me in...

The second mountain gate was cut obliquely and fell, and it collapsed violently, and all the monks were horrified and scattered at the same time.

The third sword

Like a meteor falling in an instant...

The old man has no wind and is self-defeating, a sword is more amazing than a sword, the momentum is more amazing than a sword, and the speed is faster than a moment.

A master of the world, Da Luo Sword Immortal, but that's it...

Renshan Temple has thousands of households and thousands of doors, and the carved beams and paintings that cost a lot of money can't stop him from a sword.

Six voices let me in, one surging more than the other, slapping towards the empty pavilion like a mountain of mountains.

At this moment, the old man was already standing in front of me like a ghost, and his sword intent hurt me at this moment, and the wind and snow were knocking on my head.

"I don't want to use the seventh sword, if you come out of the sword, you will see blood, little master please hide away..."

"Old man, my legs are numb and I can't walk..."

"Master save me! Abbot save me!"

I screamed, I must have cried ugly, otherwise how could the old man be slightly stunned, and the corners of his lips twitched.

"Let him come up, come up himself. You take care of the little girl and take her to the side hall of the Empty Pavilion. ”

The old man did not speak, nor did he hand over the girl in his arms.

"Let go of obsession, let go of attachment, in order to have thoughts. Also, with the reputation of my mountain temple, can you still bully a girl?"

The abbot's name is majestic, resounding through the heavens of the mountain temple. faintly diluted the old man's sword intent, making everyone breathe a little slower.

"Little Master, take care of my young master. ”

The old man's tone was solemn, he carefully handed over the girl in his arms, and walked up to the empty hall alone, without stopping or looking back.

In the empty hall, the old man knelt in front of the monks, folded his hands, and took the sword forward.

The abbot of Guhai sighed, "The opportunity for non-phase thoughts has not yet arrived, and the Buddha of Wuxiang needs to be enlightened, otherwise, a dead horse will still not be able to heal a living horse." ”

"I pinched my fingers and came, the time has come, I just want to save people. ”

The old man recognized the reason of death and was stubborn.

"You don't have to be enlightened to save people, I can be in the middle of the heavens in the mountain temple, of course, you have to win him. ”

At this moment, the abbot of Guhai still did not forget to win fame and luck for Yifo.

The old man gave Yi Buddha a standard audit, "Mountain Temple Zhongtian, I only want a debate, and I don't want your head if you lose, just ask."

Save one person, wait for me to discern. ”

Ivo nodded helplessly, as if dealing with an ordinary errand.

"Opening the Argument"

Old man: "Let me in..."

Ip: "Why do you want to go in?"

Old man: "Save people..."

If: "You have come in..."

Old man: "There is only effect, but there is no cause, which is not in line with your Buddhist cycle of cause and effect." ”

Yifo: "What is effect, what is cause?"

The old man: "Cause, save people, let me in." I have come in, but you have not yet saved anyone, that is, there is no cause for effect. ”

Yifo's pupils shrank, and he was actually tricked by this old beggar-like character.

"The mountain temple does not have to be arrogant, because of the rescue of people, I have taken up the Zen opportunity, non-mountain temple in the sky does not distinguish. ”

The old man once again made a standard joke, and his words were extremely beautiful.

Ivan relaxed, shaking his head and frowning.

"Indeed, saving people is both cause and effect, and the poor monk will go with you to save people..."

"Slow!"

"Does the abbot have anything to say?"

The old man's face was anxious, but he could only be cautious and tentative.

"You broke the six mountain gates of my mountain temple, let my mountain temple sweep the façade in front of all the guests, and win my mountain by clever arguments

In the temple, the temple will save me, but you need to give an explanation. ”

In the distance, the abbot of the ancient sea was in the distance, twisted the bead in his hand, and the Buddha's light wandered in an instant.

When the old man heard this, he regained his humility and ricketism, and his sword intent was long gone.

"It's me who didn't think it through. ”

He slowly stretched out his left arm, and the seventh sword came out, like a long rainbow, the arc was extremely beautiful, and a bend could be fatally beautiful at the top of the arc and the bottom of the arc, such as

Rainbows are connected. At the same time as the blood splashed, the colored light in the broken place flowed like ice muscle and jade bones, and everyone exclaimed, the person who quenched the body...

Oh my God, who is he? is still a quenching person, even Yunzhou in Jinyun City cannot be a nameless.

The old man returned his sword to the rag sheath and picked up his left hand with his right hand and put it in front of the abbot of Guhai.

"Gu Le, put it away, and wait for the old man to bless it into a Dharma bone rosary in the future, and everything can be plated. ”

"Amitabha..."

The first ancient Buddha of the Le Buddha Hall is merciful, but when he picks up the severed hand, it is as ordinary as picking up a lotus root.

The old man's face was expressionless, painless, and he did not seem to be angry that his hand bones were to be made into a game.

"Mountain Temple Zhongtian, go and save people..."

According to the Buddha's decree of the abbot of Guhai, he was surrounded by the monks, diverting everyone's attention. And the abbot of Guhai turned his head to stare at the old man,

The gaze is as sharp as a ray.

"You're a sword ragged?"

The old man bowed his head slightly, but did not answer...