The Pure Land is impermanent, and Buddhism is always shining. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the middle of the western sky, the Great Thunder Yin Temple.

The doors of the temple were wide open, and the outside of the doors was shattered and desolate.

It's like being brutalized...

In the hall, the golden light is glazed, and the atmosphere is cooled to the extreme, like frost.

All the Buddhas stood in unison, all pulling bows and strings, ready to fight at any time.

In front of these Buddhas, the empty land is about 100 miles.

There are only two people in the golden glass.

A white-clothed man stood quietly, his robe wrapped around his body, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his appearance was to seek the truth. In front of the man in white is a huge golden lotus, above the lotus, the Buddha sits solemnly, the golden body is glazed, but it is vain.

"The so-called truth-seeking!"

The four characters are continuous, wandering in this hall, flying!

Everyone frowned, what is the origin of this person, he dared to say to the Buddha that he came to seek the truth and questioned the Dharma, so why did he come to the Buddha to seek the truth.

There is also that terrifying strength, the eighteen Arhats are difficult to trap it, and those who have fought with the man in white are naturally familiar, whether it is the eighteen Arhats or the white eyebrows, they all feel the terrifying power, deep and strong, majestic and immovable!

What is true, I will seek the truth!

The Buddha was silent, silent, no one could see through the Buddha's mind, his eyes were like nine heavens, including the Three Realms, who could see through the Three Realms?

"You've grown a lot. When the Buddha spoke, he wanted to discuss the Dharma, but he still restrained the Dharma that came to his mouth.

The man in white was silent, standing quietly, he was just insisting on what he thought in his heart, and what he thought in his heart was what was true.

It's as simple as that, just for the truth.

A group of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and Arhats were puzzled when they heard this, and the Buddha actually took the initiative to speak. Could it be that the Buddha once knew him?

The man in white was silent, and he was not angry with the Buddha, with his state of mind, he could already ignore these, let alone him.

"Now that you have thrown away the brocade robe and the nine-ring tin staff?" the Buddha asked softly again.

The man in white nodded: "I've already let go." When I picked them up, all I wanted was to hold them tightly in my hands from now on, but now I realize that I was wrong, so I chose to put them down, and it's easy to pick them up and hard to put them down, isn't it?"

The brocade robe and the nine-ring tin staff are the supreme magic weapons of the West Heaven, and the person who can get these two treasures must be the messenger of the Buddha Gate, symbolizing the West Heaven. Even if it is the generation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, they are not qualified to wear a brocade robe, and they cannot hold the nine-ring tin staff.

Of course, there is another more important reason, because the original owner of these two supreme Buddha artifacts was the second disciple of the Buddha... The peerless genius of the West Heaven - the thing in the hands of the golden cicada!

Think of the preciousness.

Even if the current Jin Chanzi is a Buddhist sinner and a traitor to the Buddhist family, his name is a taboo in the Western Heavens, and no one is allowed to mention it, let alone what is in his hands, everything about him. No one mentioned it.

This is the command of the Buddha, and everyone should take it to heart. When deeply engraved in the heart.

But now, what does the Buddha mean by this, what brocade robe, what nine-ring tin staff, why did he mention the golden cicada, why did he say that it was related to him?

Who the hell is this man in white? How could they ever have the Buddha artifact of the golden cicada, all these are questions, deeply trapped in the doubts of everyone, they are confused, and they don't know what is going on. But they didn't have the courage to ask. This Buddha is the highest existence in the Western Heavens, the ruler of the Western Heavens, and no one can interfere.

It's simply impossible, and they don't have the courage either.

"Let go?" the Buddha whispered, not seeing any change in him.

The man in white whispered, all this is false to him, he doesn't want to be bound in his heart, and everything in this Buddhism is bondage, he doesn't need it.

"Put it down. ”

"Are you talking about letting go of the Dharma or putting down the robe and tin staff?" the Buddha whispered.

The eyes of the man in white became colder and colder, and he put down the Dharma? Ridiculous, isn't it a long time ago?

What to say about putting it down now.

Everyone was shocked, could it be that this person had ever picked up the Dharma?

None of the immortals and Buddhas could see through this person.

The man in white shook off his robe and said softly, "Please remember, why am I here?" ”

"Seek truth from the law. One person whispered.

What kind of law is it for? What truth is it here to seek!

The Buddhas did not dare to imagine that this person threatened to seek truth in front of the Buddha.

After thinking about it for so many years, it is estimated that only that sinner has ever discussed the truth in front of the Buddha and sought the distinction between Mahayana and Hinayana .

Hinayana has become a Buddha, and Mahayana has become a man.

This is the difference between Mahayana and Hinayana levels.

Mahayana and Hinayana!

The Buddha's gaze gradually became cold, and he said softly: "After all these years, have you still come here to ask for answers?"

"Regardless of life and death, just for the truth, what the truth is, exists in everyone's heart, and no one knows. The man in white turned and looked around.

Such a momentum is like the person who once was, if the sinner returns, but what is the difference.

"When..."

"Shut up. One person drank coldly, strode forward, and pointed at the man in white and shouted.

The Buddha did not stop it, although this golden cicada was once his favorite disciple, but he did not allow to be questioned, especially the disciple, he was very angry.

Jin Chanzi will not be affected by today, because he knows this person, this Buddha is definitely not like the surface, and the things he decides are not allowed to be interfered with.

But can you really attain enlightenment with Hinayana Buddhism? How can a person who doesn't know how to be a human being be called a saint, and he wants to sit on that throne, it's impossible.

So he chose to come back, and this is what he has to do, to tell the world that he can give up the Dharma, the so-called Mahayana.

"There are thousands of Dharmas, and countless people in the world are studying them, why can't they theorize!" the man in white looked at the man and drank coldly.

This person's name is Vajrapani Bodhisattva, wearing five Buddha crowns on his back and moon wheels, holding a vajra in his right hand and a golden bell in his left hand, sitting half-on his knees.

"Strong words, in my opinion, you are just a demonic theorist, there is no Buddha in your heart, how can you talk about Buddha!" Vajrapani Bodhisattva said coldly.

"Since you are not me, how can you know that there is no Buddha in my heart, and if you really have a Buddha in your heart, why are you afraid of me talking about Buddha!" the man in white retorted.

"You are very disrespectful, since if you talk about the Buddha, I will be walked away by you. Saying that, Vajrapani Bodhisattva looked at the Buddha and said, "Please allow the Buddha." ”

"Exactly. The Buddha spoke, and he also wanted to know how he had changed over the years, and how his cultivation had been.

"Good. The man in white agreed.

Vajrapani Bodhisattva's complexion changed greatly, he looked extremely fierce, suddenly jumped, his figure rose, and he patted it with one hand, and the Vajra handprint was powerful.

A strong gust of wind blew out, and with the so-called heart of reverence for the Buddha, he came towards the man in white.

He didn't act, his handprint was as fast as the sky, and in front of him, the man in white raised his hand, as light as a floating cloud, and hooked it with one hand, like a golden bell ringing.

Vajrapani is self-defeating.

Dharma Mastery: Vajra Mudra.

He naturally understands and knows how to crack it.

Vajrapani Bodhisattva was stunned, a little surprised, how did he crack it, the method of cracking is incomparably incomparable, could it be a person in the Buddhist sect?

This strengthened the thoughts of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and it seems that this man in white is really a Buddha.

It's just that it is the Buddha, and why he came to the West Heaven to talk about the Buddha, I can't imagine it.

"A Buddha is not a Buddha, and it is a taboo to show a murderous face. The man in white whispered.

"Don't worry!" Vajrapani Bodhisattva drank coldly, and the Buddha's heart was bright.

The vajra mantra came out, and the Buddha seal was pinched in his hand, and the loud Buddha horn poured out, reflecting the sky.

Vajra mantra, mantra as a seal, countless Buddha words around the head of the man in white, blooming golden light, converging into a starry sky, intending to swallow him.

The white-clothed man's face did not change, he pointed to the sky with one hand, and said softly: "Please advise!"

Boom, the sky exploded, and the Buddha seal fell again and again, blasting towards the top of the white-clothed man's head, so imposing, even a big mountain can be knocked down!

The man in white held his hand on the top, palms facing up, and forcibly took down the Buddha seal of each word, and the ground under his feet cracked deep cracks, facing all around, spreading for hundreds of miles!

But he didn't take a step, his body shape did not change, and his white clothes were already fluttering in the rebuke of the wind.

The Buddhas were shocked, in this Vajrapani Bodhisattva specializing in vajra mantras, his vajra mantras ordinary people would not dare to hard-connect, let alone such a connection.

The golden light filled the sky, and finally dissipated in the air, dissipating in the light of the Buddha.

The man in white withdrew his palm and said softly, "Can you continue?"

Vajrapani Bodhisattva was furious, his body was in shape, the golden bell rang, buzzing!

Above the head of the man in white, a big bell appeared, the light of the Buddha was reflected, and the Buddhist scriptures were engraved on the seal, floating and falling.

The man in white did not stop it, nor did he choose to resist, and let the golden bell fall, and his body stood still.

Everyone's eyes are staring, this is the mastery of Vajrapani Bodhisattva: the world in the clock.

Admiralty Minglun, a world of its own, drops a million catties!

This is not the end, Vajrapani Bodhisattva is shining with golden light, he is very angry, this evil one, it is so rampant, he wants to give him a painful lesson.

Boom, he fell from the sky, and sat on this golden bell on his knees.

The light falls from the sky, this is Dafa, the Buddha is the town, such a move is even more terrifying!

The Bodhisattva's true body is in the town.

Everyone's eyes didn't dare to move, staring at the golden bell, wanting to see if the man in white still had a way to deal with it.

Vajrapani's cultivation naturally surpasses the Eighteen Arhats, and although he can defeat the Eighteen Arhats, it is still a little difficult for the Vajrapani Bodhisattva.

In the distance, in a place where no one was looking, a smiling old Buddha with a big belly shook his head gently, not knowing what he meant.

Sure enough, in just an instant, countless cracks appeared on the golden bell, and there was no roar, more and more cracks, converging towards the top of the bell from all sides.

Dense and endless!

Vajrapani's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and his body was full of light, trying to stabilize the scars of the golden bell.

But in vain, with a sigh of nothingness, the golden bell shattered and flew away in all directions.

In the light, the figure of the man in white was revealed, and he looked up to the sky and smashed it with a palm.

The Vajrapani mudra flew into the sky, and it was the Vajrapani Bodhisattva who fell again, and he was already powerless to resist.

Defeat and defeat!

"Good, good, good. ”

... (To be continued.) )