The connection between the wooden fish and the robe, coupled with the understanding of Journey to the West, Liu Neng immediately figured out the key to it. I couldn't help but shudder in my heart, and I felt that my thoughts were too unbelievable. Guanyin, known as Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves suffering, how can he ignore the safety of the dojo where he worships because he wants to add a calamity to Tang Seng and does not care about the safety of the dojo that enshrines him. There should be something I haven't figured out about this, but there is too little information now, and Liu Neng didn't analyze it clearly.

"Master, do you now believe that this wooden fish is a magic weapon given by Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Seeing Liu Neng nodding vigorously, Guangzhi also put his mind at ease, although he told a secret, he was finally able to keep this magic weapon.

"The magic weapon given by the Bodhisattva, what a precious thing, just rely on you as a little monk, the elders of the temple will give it to you with confidence, so that you can use it?" Liu Neng looked at Guangzhi strangely, and then threw out his own questions.

"Because my ancestor is good to me!" Guangzhi's head was full of pride: "I grew up in front of my ancestor when I was a child, and all the monks in the temple were afraid of me, and no one dared to say anything bad at all." Not to mention taking out a wooden fish, even if the temple is burned, it's fine. ”

"Little brat, it is estimated that you are either the illegitimate son of the Jinchi Shangren, or his descendant. You did come up with the idea to burn down the temple in the future, and you were fine at the time, but your ancestor was so big that you crashed into the wall with a melon seed. Without the protection of the people of Jinchi, you are not a fart, and in another eighteen years, you will be guilty. Liu Neng pursed his lips, he disdained to be as knowledgeable as this little kid.

"Okay, you can tell me how to use the wooden fish now!" Liu Neng had something in his heart, and he didn't want to be verbose with it, so he asked directly.

"Ah!" Guangzhi's mouth was open enough to swallow a duck egg, and he said with a bitter face: "Master, this is a treasure handed down by the Bodhisattva, how did you take it, in case the Bodhisattva asks......"

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Liu Neng darkened his old face: "The old lady of the Bodhisattva will not lick the old face and grab the things of a little monk!"

"You can't talk nonsense, you can't talk nonsense!" Guangzhi was startled, and looked at Nanfang nervously: "Master, Guanyin Bodhisattva has great powers, if you know that you said her, she will definitely come to you." ”

", of course I know. Since Yang Chan finished speaking, I have known that when I directly mentioned the name of Guanyin. There are six or seven Buddhas in the West Heaven and dozens of Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, if I say a word of Bodhisattva, all Bodhisattvas can sense it, then they don't have to do anything else in this life, just answer the phone. Liu Neng said to himself, and looked under Guangzhi with bad intentions.

"Master, what are you going to do?" Guangzhi hurriedly covered the little finch with his hand, his face full of horror.

"If you don't say anything more, I'll take that little thing of yours off and feed it to the birds. Liu Neng threatened viciously. Then he honored the Buddha's name in his heart: "Amitabha Buddha, the bird that the poor monk has turned into will naturally not eat your broken things." It's too small to eat!"

Where did Guangzhi know that Liu Neng had such a complicated mind, but looking at the other party's pair of thief eyes, he was aiming at himself vigorously, only frightened, and covered it tightly: "Master, it's actually very simple, as long as you input the Buddha power into the wooden fish, the usage of the wooden fish will automatically be generated in your mind." ”

"I'm rubbing it, and I'm doing this again. Liu Neng scolded in his heart.

If the magic weapon of Buddhism is the lock, then the Buddha's surname is the key, and it is the universal key.

"How to transmit the power of Buddha, although I have passed down the Heart Sutra from Zen Master Wuchao, but that is just teaching. I don't know if I have Buddha power in my body!" Liu Neng sighed bitterly in his heart, and looked at the wooden fish in his hand with love: "This is a magic weapon given by Guanyin! If you miss it, it will be unforgivable." ”

At this moment, Liu Neng suddenly felt a strong moxibustion heat coming from his heart, as if a red soldering iron was directly pressed on his body, and he almost didn't jump up.

"Holy, it's so hot!"

Liu Neng screamed and put his hand into his arms, intending to find out the culprit, but he touched it around, and there was only the jade bottle that Lingzhi gave him in his arms.

"Leaves, where are the leaves of Zen Master Wuchao?"

Liu Neng broke out in a cold sweat on his head, he clearly remembered that there were two things in his arms, but now no matter how he touched it, there was no trace of the leaves.

"I knew it wasn't a good thing! ”

Liu Neng jumped to his feet and scolded, completely forgetting his surprise when he saw the leaves, and found a reason to comfort himself. He wasn't stealing leaves, it was a gift from Zen Master Wuchao.

"No matter what, it's a shame to lose face!"

The burning sensation became more and more painful, as if a worm had burrowed into the flesh, and the feeling was worse than death. Liu Neng, who was burning directly, trembled vigorously, as if he had been electrified. Liu Neng stretched out his hand and scratched the sore skin, but he didn't feel it at all in his hand, he almost thought that he was burned and confused, and the nerves in his hand did not respond. After holding up like this for a while, Liu Neng finally couldn't stand the torture, and learned from the little monks just now, and ripped off a few handfuls of monks' robes, revealing his black upper body. What makes him stronger than those monks is that he also left himself a pair of pants so that he would not be completely exposed.

"Sure enough, you're making trouble! Only bad boys get tattoos!"

Strange to say, when Liu Neng took off his clothes, the feeling of burning fire disappeared immediately. But Liu Neng found that an image of a flame appeared in his heart, which was exactly the same as the image composed of the veins of the leaves.

"Not like that!"

At the same time, Liu Neng only felt that the blood was boiling in his heart, and there seemed to be an extra grinding disc in his body, and he moved slightly. A heart-rending pain filled the whole body in an instant. I couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, which happened to squirt on the dripping wooden fish in my hand.

"Whoa!"

The wooden fish made a violent roar of water, like a storm crashing on the shore and a tsunami of the wind, and the wooden fish began to tremble violently, and the amplitude became larger and larger, as if a big fish had fallen to the shore, jumping desperately, intending to return to the sea.

"Whoosh!"

A milky white line of fire shot out from Liu Neng's heart, hitting the wooden fish, and then quickly exploded, several clusters of golden light flames circled back and forth around the wooden fish, just like a fire-fighting moth circling back and forth by the lamp at night. The dripping wooden fish saw the flow flame appear, as if facing a great enemy, the tide and waves in the wooden fish became more and more majestic, and every Guanyin statue carved outside the body surface emitted a dazzling and dazzling colorful Buddha light, forming a huge light shield in the air, blocking the attack of the flow flame.

Liu Neng looked at everything in front of him in surprise, looked at the golden light that appeared inexplicably, and looked at the colorful Buddha light emitted by the wooden fish in his hand, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, everything was so strange. Although everything was so unbelievable, he clearly knew that these flowing flames were helping him subdue the wooden fish.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, walking in the deep waves of Prajnaparamita, when he sees the five aggregates are empty......"

Liu Neng suddenly felt a big move, thinking of the "Many Heart Sutra" handed down by Wuchao Zen Master, and I don't know if this article will be useful.

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