Wumen Zen Master held the relics in his hand, his expression was solemn and solemn, his eyes were bright, and he exuded a wise atmosphere.

"Welcome the 26th generation of Buddhist monks of Daxiangguo Temple to return to the temple. ”

He shouted loudly, and the reporters and media around him shuttered frantically.

The relics are also called "relics". Meaning corpse or body bones, Buddhism calls the beads formed after the body of Shakyamuni was burned, and also refers to the remaining bones and embers of the cremation of high monks. The shape of the relics is ever-changing, some are round, some are oval, some are in the shape of a lotus, and some are in the shape of a Buddha or a bodhisattva, which is very precious.

And looking at the relics of the twenty-sixth Buddhist monk of the Great Xiangguo Temple, the Buddha is flourishing at this moment, which really surprised everyone.

Even the Wumen Zen Master shook his head, but he quickly reacted and shouted loudly: "The relics are manifested, protect the health of the people of Huaxia, and the incense of the Great Xiangguo Temple continues." ”

The passionate and high-pitched voice sets off the current scene even more amazingly.

"Back to the temple. ”

Before the Zen master could pretend enough, the relics suddenly rose into the sky and flew deep into the clouds.

"..........." journalists.

The old face of the Wumen Zen Master was also a little unbearable, so he coughed and said, "The relics have returned to the temple by themselves, and the donors should disperse." ”

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If it was really a holy relic of Buddhism, it actually broke through the sky and returned to the temple by itself.

"Zen master, let's go to Daxiangguo Temple to pay homage to the miracles. ”

"That's right, how can you miss such a grand event? Our Fox News will report on the front page of Daxiangguo Temple tomorrow. ”

"........" Wumen Zen Master.

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"Poor monk, don't kneel!" Ling Bai gritted his teeth and raised his head suddenly, wanting to do his best to save his dignity.

"Innocent, kneel!" Chao sneered, a volley of blazing flames converged in the air, and then condensed a flaming palm and pressed it towards the top of Ling Bai's head.

Boom.

A deafening bell rang, washing people's hearts like a morning bell.

The golden light shone brightly, illuminating all half of the sky.

On the void, the lotus flowers were in full bloom, and a withered old monk sat on the lotus platform and whispered: "Evil obstacles, dare to humiliate my Buddha?"

Evil obstacles, dare to humiliate my Buddha!

Hearing this, Chaoka's face changed greatly. The voice, the figure, he was all too familiar. In the hundreds of years that have been suppressed by the seal, I have been thinking about it night and night, and I can't wait to crush the old monk of Xuyun and scatter the ashes. Now that he can see it, although it is just a remnant thought, it makes him tremble with excitement, and he just wants to return the grudges of the past and the hatred of today, even with interest.

It's just a remnant thought, and you still want to be able to deter him?

Although the cultivation is eight or nine times out of ten, it is not easy to deal with the remnants of the Dao?

Chao Ka snorted coldly, raised his hand and pressed it, and thousands of flames attacked the remnants of the Buddha's light on the lotus platform.

"Scatter!" the remnants of the Buddha's light and tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, just a soft word, and tens of thousands of flames were all extinguished. He spoke again, and it was just one word: "Swastika!"

The Buddha's light is sheng, and the word [swastika] is from small to large, and it hit Chaoka's body in an instant, and even the entire Zotye Porsche was shrouded in Buddha's light.

boom

Bloodshed in the sky,

A dark shadow quickly disappeared.

The echo in the air: "Old bald donkey, when Ben will recover, he will definitely kill all your Buddhism." ”

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Ling Bai breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, took out a cigarette and lit it, he would not take this kind of cruel words to heart before leaving. Even if the drought is restored to its peak, there are naturally people who can clean him up, and in the middle of China, there can't be just one Xuyun Zen master, a Tsinghua Taoist, right?

Go with the wind and watch the clouds rise and relax.

"The Zen master is polite. Thinking that there was still a seat above, Ling Bai quickly extinguished the cigarette and respectfully bowed to the top. Let's not say that Zen Master Xuyun saved him, just preaching and receiving the grace of karma, and he received the teacher's courtesy.

In mid-air, the remnant of the Buddha's light turned sideways and sighed: "If the fate comes, it goes, when it gathers, it disperses, when it arises, when it falls, it is destroyed, and all the laws are fate." The fate is destined to come, the fate is to take it from others, the seed is like the cause, the harvest is like the effect, and everything is made by idealism. ”

After finishing speaking, the Buddha's light dissipated, and the lotus flowers quietly disappeared in the void, and a golden light relic fell sharply, avoiding the twelve ring scars on Ling Bai's head, and melted into his right index finger.

Ling Bai reacted immediately, this was Xuyun's last big gift to him. The next time, if he encounters a strong enemy similar to the drought, he will never be able to show it again, and the last remnant of his thoughts will return to bliss with the liberation of the relics.

"Zen Master Xie. ”

Ling Bai sighed softly, compared to Zen Master Xuyun, his state of mind was really far worse. Of course, this is not presumptuous, but compared with the great power of Buddhism, it is just a little worse in the general direction. In the final analysis, he is just a kind-hearted person who wants to live a stable and wealthy life, and if others don't provoke him, he will naturally not be idle to go to the street with a machete to cut people.

It's not bad, it's good, it's still moderate.

Ling Bai took out the cigarette case, thought about it, leaned over and picked up the cigarette that had been extinguished on the ground just now, blew the dust on the surface, and re-lit it. If you have money, you have to keep your heart, and you still have to save what you should be saving.

"Don't pick up anything you lost, little brother. A chuckle suddenly sounded in front of him.

Ling Bai bit his cigarette and looked up blankly, seeing that the driver's eldest brother was smirking at him just now. In normal times, he saw this kind of stupid smiling and faceless person with a hammer earlier.

However, this one really can't do it.

"Hehe, not next time. ”

The driver's eldest brother nodded, took one last look at the blown up Zotye Porsche, and turned to leave.

Ling Bai didn't know where he was going, so he didn't care, so he dialed Qi Pengbo's phone and asked him to bring someone to deal with it. There was a drought factor in this traffic accident, and it was naturally in the management of the Guiling Special Group.

Sitting cross-legged and smoking a cigarette and waiting, from time to time passers-by and vehicles passing by and casting a surprised gaze.

He didn't care, his mood was peaceful, and there were faint signs on this big road that he was about to break through to the fifth order of the small star position.

On the construction site opposite, a young man who graduated from Lanxiang and sat in an excavator put away his mobile phone and silently uploaded it to Weibo.

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On the same day, a hot search quickly reached the top.

Daxiangguo Temple monk Wumen Zen Master went to Qianzhou to meet the 26th abbot Yuan Buddha light relics back to the temple, but on the way back, he flew away. The Zen master replied: "The relics have returned to the temple. ”

Such miracles immediately exploded on social networks and heated up discussions.

The people who eat melons near the Daxiangguo Temple have rushed to the temple, waiting for the right to wait, but they did not see the return of the relics, and for a while, the words of the Zen master of Wumen were questioned, and many people thought that the Zen master was lying.

In the face of netizens' verbal criticism, the Zen master couldn't sit still and stood up and responded: "The relics are still on the way." ”

This remark was ridiculed: "The speed of the relics is slower than that of the green train." ”

That being said, Daxiangguo Temple finally gave an explanation, as for believe it or not, let it go. Wumen Zen Master has already thought of a rhetoric, and if someone asks him next time, he will say that the relics are wandering outside the world and will return in a few days. It's really not good, just find a few stones and fill them up indiscriminately.

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A video uploaded by a netizen slapped the Zen master of Wumen hard.