Chapter 18 The Dharma Protector of Jizhou successfully went to Nirvana to atone for his sins
Only Zhi An Hui also thought of this layer, and couldn't help but regret it in her heart. As a result, he didn't notice that Lou Zhi had already seen his true appearance of the wooden fish, but he had sealed the magic weapon made by the whale demon, quietly recited the Buddha mantra for a long time, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to release a big move "Ten Thousand Laws to Subdue the Demon"!
"Ten Thousand Laws to Subdue Demons" is a powerful spell specially developed by Jizhou Buddhism, which is used by ordinary people or Terran cultivators, that is, the blind man lights the lamp - in vain, but to the demon clan, it is a fatal blow!
But seeing the golden light of the demon pestle on the stage, there was a large number of golden flames burning in the golden light, and the golden flames were like psychic, and they rushed directly to the magic weapon of the monk, "Muyu".
The wooden fish screamed in fear and turned to flee.
Unexpectedly, the golden flame of the "Ten Thousand Laws to Subdue the Demon" is specially designed to restrain the demon clan, and its flame can automatically find the demon clan and burn its soul. In an instant, the whale was set on fire like grease-soaked wood.
She shouted loudly, and kept spraying water through the small holes, which began to be extremely clear, and finally a little viscous, but it did not have the slightest effect, and could not extinguish the raging fire on her body......
The monk was very anxious, and hurriedly wanted to take back the magic weapon, but in despair found that there was no effect, only two breaths, and the wooden fish that had accompanied him for countless days and nights, helping him beat the invincible opponents of his peers, was in front of him, turning into a pinch of ashes.
Wei Zhi Anhui screamed in despair after spurting out a mouthful of blood, anger rose from his heart, regardless of the monk's anger, and rushed towards Lou Zhi viciously with his bare hands, just like you destroy my wooden fish, I want you to ride a wooden donkey.
Lou Zhi's face was calm, and he directly waved the magic pestle, with a descript and pestle complementing each other and convincing to you, he directly collapsed Weizhi Anhui's chest, and then swept it to the audience!
The young monks were furious, and they accused Lou Zhi of destroying people's magic weapons and smashing people's bodies in disregard of the friendship of Buddhism in the world, and the means were too cruel.
The young monks in Jizhou were willing to show weakness and blamed the monks one after another, completely forgetting the fact that the second debate was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and the magic weapon "Bodhi Rosary" was shattered.
Sijiu found it interesting, especially watching the monks fight endlessly like people in the rivers and lakes, and they all rolled up their sleeves and fought.
When he went upstairs on the stage, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and his laughter was full of happiness and joy.
Master Guangmi's lips trembled a little, because he heard a different emotion.
In the laughter of Lou Zhi, there is a determination to sacrifice one's life.
After jumping off the stage, Master Lou Zhi returned to his stuffy gourd appearance, and went straight to the position of the master and Sijiu without saying a word.
He ignored how many young monks stared at him with adoring eyes, and many of them came up to greet him, but he ignored them, and many of his teachers and uncles tried to greet this great man who guarded the holy mountain, but he did not respond.
Maybe he was in a state of epiphany, and at the moment his heart was ethereal, and his thoughts were wandering, and the monks who were left out comforted themselves.
Master Lou Zhi walked up to the master and slowly knelt down and bowed: "Master, are you satisfied with the victory of the disciples to protect my Buddha's holy land?"
Master Guangmi stared at his beloved apprentice and nodded: "As a teacher, the proudest thing in this life is to accept you as an apprentice. ”
Master Lou Zhi smiled, smiling innocently, as if he was a child who had been praised by his father.
Master Guangmi instructed Lou Zhi: "Disciple, you go to the meditation room for the master and bring the "Sutra of Amitayus" on the teacher's table. ”
"Master, the Buddhist scripture apprentice has already brought it in the morning. ”
"Oh, by the way, there is also a copy of "Fuxian's Ten Wishes" on the master's bookshelf, you can go and help the teacher get it. ”
"Master, this apprentice has also been brought. ”
"Lou Zhi, for the teacher to have something to say to this donor, you avoid it for the time being, and come back after an hour. ”
"Master, the apprentice still doesn't avoid it. The master does not have to protect the apprentice. The sins of the disciples shall be borne by the disciples alone!"
"Nonsense!
As a teacher, it has been decided that the sins of some time ago will all start and end with me!
You are really happy to be a teacher this time, don't say much, leave quickly!" said the Venerable Master Guangmi, already speaking sharply.
Master Lou Zhi bowed to the master again, and then got up and said to Sijiu: "One person does things and one person is responsible, at the beginning of Shancheng Temple, my master just saw through the identity of the female benefactor around you, and did not say much, it was me who was greedy and spread rumors......
"Shut up!" reprimanded Master Guangmi.
Master Lou Zhi did not stop listening, and said to Master Guangmi: "Master, this is the first and last time in the life of Lou Lou, against your will. Because of the previous sins, the disciples are restless day and night, please let the disciples atone for their sins. ”
Then he looked at Sijiu: "Donor, the poor monk took advantage of the master's retreat, in the name of my teacher, to spread the news of the law in Jizhou, spreading rumors that the two of you are the reincarnation of Shura, killing 38 monks, 47 monks, 81 government officials, 108 people from the rivers and lakes, and 327 ordinary people.
The two of you were hunted down, the female benefactor was seriously injured and taken captive without a trace, these sins all started by me alone, and ended up by me alone, please don't blame my teacher, don't blame me for the people in Buddhism......"
When he said this, Master Guangmi suddenly made a move and pointed at his beloved apprentice, but Lou Zhi seemed to have expected it, and his body shook and avoided the master's finger.
"Don't!" exclaimed Master Hiroya.
Sijiu didn't know why, but he saw a sudden change in the body of the mage Lou Zhi, and a red fire suddenly ignited.
The Venerable Master Guangmi said in a sad voice on the side: "Idiot, idiot, you are already old, you have been living for a long time, why do you bother doing this?"
In the flames, there was a voice from Lou Zhiqiang who endured the pain: "How can the apprentice bear the sin of the master." Donor, the poor monk burned my sins with flames today, and if I am lucky enough to get the relics, I can temporarily make up for the fire of the five elements.
Please, forgive the poor monk!
looked at Lou Zhi, who was meditating in the firelight, and after a while, Sijiu exhaled: "I, forgive you!"
"Thank you, donor!" came the scripture from the fire, "...... All the bad karma created in the past is born from beginningless greed and hatred, born from body, speech, and mind, and I repent of everything now, and my heart will confess from my heart, and if my heart is destroyed, my sins will also die, and my heart will destroy and sin will be empty, so it is called true repentance......"
Stop.
Red flame extinguished.
Floor to none.
Only a pile of ashes remained in place.
In the ashes, a red-blooded relic the size of an egg glistened.
Seeing this scene, all the monks present were stunned, and some monks wanted to rush over before, but they were stopped by Master Guangmi's hand.
Master Hiroya slowly bent down.
Others couldn't see his face, only two feet of long eyebrows, trembling constantly, as if helpless hands were reaching out to the pile of ashes.
The old monk's hands trembled, and he gently picked up the ashes and carefully put them away.
Then take the relic, place it in the palm of your hand, put your hands together, and recite the scriptures silently.
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