Being a monk or not, this is a difficult problem to decide!

Fang Xing has been deeply immersed in the deep thinking of a question in the past two days, in his opinion, the monk who eats green vegetables, guards the green lantern, and sits still every day and recites the ghost scriptures is absolutely not able to do, to be a man has to eat meat, to marry a daughter-in-law, and to walk around, these are indispensable, although there is a wine and meat monk first, let him know that the monk may not be able to eat meat, but the wine and meat monk does not have a daughter-in-law...... Besides, Uncle Fang is such a pretty bandit, he has a shaved head and wears a monk's robe, isn't this ugly?

How hard life is!

In the past few days, in various places of Lingshan Temple, Fang Xing's sad figure has appeared, and his mood is endless.

The little monk Shenxiu, who was ordered by the master to help Fang Xing shave, knew that his senior brother was worried, and followed him behind him all day long to persuade him, Fang Xing went to the Buddha Hall and he followed him to the Buddha Hall, and Fang Xing went to the back mountain He followed him to the back mountain, and the narration made Fang Xing annoyed.

"Senior brother, women are the water of calamity, and they are most likely to be contaminated with cause and effect, wouldn't it be purer if they don't marry a daughter-in-law?"

"If you want to be quiet, why don't you just become a eunuch?"

"Uh...... When the four monks are empty, away from the chaotic world, it is helpful to practice......"

"The four are empty, and you still practice a fart, isn't it better to die?"

"Uh...... When a monk quits the three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance, how many unwarranted troubles will be reduced......"

"Troubles, that's all fun......"

"Uh...... What do you mean by that?"

"Do you know how cool it is to put the white money in your pocket? Buy whatever you want, if you have money, you are an uncle, is this called greed? Do you know how cool it is to beat up someone you hate? Take a good breath of evil. Do you know how cool it is to be a master in the industry? Robbing the rich to help me, can this be called stupid?"

"Uh...... Brother, I think there are some problems with your understanding!"

"Is there something wrong with your ideas, you poor worm who beat the little boy in the monk's nest are still embarrassed to persuade the master? I can tell you, this mountain, the world of flowers is fun, you don't put oil in the green vegetable tofu, how pitiful is this? When I was down the mountain, big fish and big meat could be made. A bite is full of oil, that's called cool, and in the green building, the beautiful big girl wears a skirt that shows her legs, singing and dancing around you, and there are countless treasures in the cultivation world, all kinds of valuable gadgets, others have broken their heads for this, but you put them all in your pocket, all of them are ours. Do you understand what it tastes like?"

The words of the little monk Shenxiu, who clearly came to persuade him to shave his beard, were so shocked that his eyes lit up.

"Uh...... Brother. These things are blessed to get, and it is bitter not to get them, the master said, the most bitter thing in the world is not to ask for it, it is precisely because of these thousands of temptations that people always ask but can't, so all beings are destined to be suffering, and my Buddha said that I want to cut off the edge of the earth......"

After a long time, the little monk still held it back, and persuaded him bitterly.

"I can't ask for it because you're useless, don't you get it if you work hard?"

Fang Xing was unhappy, he hated iron and looked at the little monk, he also came to be interested, shook off his cheeks, and talked to the little monk with spit all afternoon, sighed at what the little monk said, and opened his mouth to refute a few words at first, but in the end, his eyes lit up, and while he couldn't stop chanting Buddha, he couldn't help but ask, so that Fang Xing could say a little more carefully, and he was already ready to move.

"How come I was adopted by a monk when I was born......

After talking about it for dusk, the little monk Shenxiu was leisurely fascinated and muttered a sentence in his mouth.

"Hahahaha...... I'll tell you, it's not just the fun things I'm talking about......"

Fang Xing was very proud, and continued to instigate the little monk Shenxiu, and he spoke so vigorously that he couldn't take out the Spring Palace map.

The little monk Shenxiu was quite moved, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and a trace of sparkling saliva hung on the corners of his mouth, but he felt that something was wrong in his heart, and after enduring it for a long time, he whispered: "Senior brother, no matter how good the mountain is, don't you have to be a monk?" These things you said are fun, but when you become a monk, you just can't play casually, but you can't play at all when you die......

One sentence silenced Fang Xing's words, his mouth opened slightly, his excitement was completely gone, and his face was depressed.

Feeling the deep sorrow coming from him, according to his previous experience, Shenxiu knew that he must have to beat himself up, and before he could turn his sorrow into anger, he only jumped up in fright and said: "It's bad, it's bad, senior brother, you have aroused my demonic thoughts, sins and sins, no, no, I'm going to go to the Buddha now to recite the Prajna Sutra 10,000 times to clear my heart......"

Throwing down a sentence, he squeaked and fled, leaving Fang Xing to grieve alone.

"Yes, if you become a monk, you can still break the precepts, but if you are not a monk, you won't even have the opportunity to break the precepts......"

Fang Xing thought sadly in his heart, his face full of sorrow.

Although this afternoon talked about the magic thoughts of a little monk with deep spiritual roots, Fang Xing still couldn't solve his own problem, the little monk Shenxiu became a monk because he beat Xiaosheng in the monk temple, but he was trying to save his life......

So does this monk do it or not?

Fang Xing, who had finally calmed down, walked around the Lingshan Temple with two hands behind his back and sighed sadly.

This huge piece of Lingshan Temple, in fact, the monks are very few, unlike other famous mountain sects with thousands of disciples, although Lingshan Temple is the last Buddha land, but the temple is full of one hundred and ten monks, and under normal circumstances, they are closed doors, never appear easily, which also leads to this Lingshan Temple is quite quiet and excessive, from morning to night even a figure can not be seen, plus now the wine and meat monk is in the back mountain with seventy-two monks to help Xiao Xue refine the demon, the first seat of the Lingshan Temple is also located there, and the eleventh uncle left the Lingshan Temple before he sobered up, rushed to Shenzhou, but made Fang Xing not even have a person to talk to。

After all, I have to ponder this distressing question slowly......

The Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Ancient Buddha Dojo, the Bodhi Tower, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, one by one, all left a lonely figure.

In the past few days, he also carefully explored the condition of his body, and found that as the little monk Shenxiu said, his condition seems to have fully recovered, but in fact, the hidden danger is very great, the elixir in the body, I don't want to escape all the time, and now I can maintain my vitality, all by virtue of the majestic vitality contained in this elixir, when this pill leaves, it is the time when I die!

Now I rely on the scriptures on the surface of this body to lock the elixir, but the power of the scriptures in this body will gradually weaken over time, and when this power dissipates to a certain extent, the elixir will definitely escape.

Unless you practice the Great Day Sutra!

This question firmly locked Fang Xing, and he couldn't be at ease.

And during this period of time, except for the little monk Shenxiu in Lingshan Temple, no one really came to ask him, firstly, because Xiao Xue's problem has not been completely solved, and secondly, Lingshan Temple probably never thought that Fang Xing would have a second way to choose......

People always have to die!

"Alas, being a monk is quite boring, but for the sake of a small life......"

Facing the deep twilight, Fang Xing, who had hesitated for many days, finally patted his thigh and made a decision.

He crossed his heart, touched his bald head, immediately took heavy steps, walked slowly towards the depths of Lingshan Temple, his heart was very hesitant, the speed was not fast, half a tea time before swaying to the Lingshan Temple in front of the Tibetan scripture pavilion, according to the small monk of Shexiu, this pavilion contains a lot of Buddhist scriptures that survived when the Buddha was destroyed, not a specific spell, but contains the avenue, it is the supreme treasure for practitioners, the monks in Lingshan Temple can enter to borrow, only the way, because he has not promised to shave, the identity is unknown, the first seat of Lingshan Temple issued a decree, he is not allowed to enter casually, unless he receives the scar of Buddhism。

Lingshan Temple is quiet and uninhabited, but in such an important place as the Tibetan scripture hall, there is still an old monk of Jindan Mahayana sitting in town, since Fang Xing entered the temple, he has been seen sitting here, more stable than the stone lion that guards the door.

This old monk must have received the decree of the first seat, and when he saw Fang Xing coming, he opened his yellow eyes and looked over.

The old monk was silent, but apparently had already expressed his attitude.

If you are not scarred and do not enter the Buddha, you will not be allowed to enter the main hall of the Tibetan scriptures.

And Fang Xing used to look at it pitifully before leaving, but today he made a decision, but he looked a little impatient, rolled his eyes and walked over to the old monk, scolding and scolding: "Look at the big girl, is it interesting to guard against the master like a thief every day?" Although the master really doesn't want to be a monk, but for the sake of his life, I have to enter this Tibetan scripture hall today......

It was this old monk who was as steady as a stone lion, and when he heard this sentence from Fang Xing's mouth, a faint smile also rose on his face.

He slowly raised his hand, wanting to stop Fang Xing, telling him that even if you have decided to enter the Buddha Gate, you still can't enter this Sutra Pavilion until you have received the ordination scar, really become a disciple of the Buddha Gate, and get the first Dharma Decree, but just when his palm was just raised, Fang Xing, who walked over with an impatient face, suddenly stepped out, stepped out, raised his palm and pressed it.

Now what kind of cultivation Fang Xing is, not Yuan Ying, but better than Yuan Ying, this burst of action, and abrupt abnormality, the body directly broke through the short distance between the two, between the fingers of a purple gold talisman, firmly pressed on the forehead of the old monk, at the same time, when this palm was pressed, part of the terrifying palm power was clamped, and the old monk was unstable.

After being so famous in Zijin Fu, in a short period of time, Rao is cultivation became extraordinary, and he couldn't get out.

And Fang Xing looked around with a ghostly reverence, and saw that there was no one in the quiet, so he rushed into the main hall of the Tibetan scriptures with a "whoosh", pulled out a cloth bag that had been prepared long ago from his arms, and rushed towards the shelf where countless remnants of the scriptures were placed.

After a while, he slipped out of the main hall of the scriptures, ran the masking technique, and his body flew like smoke, and he avoided the few but very powerful prohibitions in the temple in one breath, and went straight to the outside of the Lingshan Temple.

"Don't think that if you save me, I won't rob you of your ......" (To be continued.) )