But the monks who meditate said, 'As long as you practice well, you will be rich in the next life!'

Later, the two monks practiced separately, and both became positive fruits, cultivating as arhats.

But the six realms of reincarnation never end, even arhats are not exempt.

In his previous life, a monk who practiced karma made a sand and meditated all day long, but every day he was given clothes and food.

In his previous life, a monk who meditated and defended himself became a slave and had to go around begging without food, but no one was willing to give him alms. ”

After telling the story of the bhikshu, Master Zhenghui said, "A monk who has become a monk still needs to give alms, not just self-defense. Our 3,000 red dust guests in the lay world must know how to give alms. Almsgiving is practice!"

Everyone was hearing the highlights, and suddenly heard a voice laughing and saying: "What a master Zhenghui, he really deserves to be a high-ranking monk, and opening his mouth is Buddhism." ”

The sound came very suddenly, like a thunderbolt in mid-air, which shook people's ears and buzzed.

With this sound, eight people jumped out of the crowd, each holding a sword in his hand. The eight men lined up and raised their swords upward, and the swords came out of their sheaths and flew into the air, forming a Cambridge in the air.

Duan Yuntu looked up into the air. I saw a person galloping from the backbone of the Daxiong Hall to the square, and the man stepped on his sword in mid-air, churning up and down like a giant dragon. This kind of momentum is really unprecedented, and everyone in the square is moved.

The man flew to the middle of the square and slowly landed on the ground, and as he landed, a strong wind rose on the ground. The blowing made everyone on the field involuntarily close their eyes and cover their faces with their hands.

Some people who are thin and have poor skills are blown backwards. Fortunately, there were many people on the field and relied on each other, so they didn't fall.

What kind of person is he? He has such a strong aura! Judging by his age and appearance, he is probably fifty or sixty years old.

People of such age and such skills in the rivers and lakes, except for Duan Nantian in Dali and Ma Beixiong in central Yunnan, it is difficult to think of anyone else.

But this person is by no means one of Duan Nantian and Ma Beixiong!

After the man landed, the eight figures on the ground flickered, and when they reached his back, they stood in an arc to protect the man. These eight people actually used the kung fu of changing shapes!

Although this shape-shifting kung fu is not an earth-shattering masterpiece, it can be regarded as an excellent mastery. It's something that many people can't learn if they want to.

There are not many people who know this kind of kung fu in the rivers and lakes, and at this time, eight people on the field used this kind of kung fu at the same time, and all of them were so chic and beautiful, which attracted applause on the field.

As soon as the eight people stood still, the eight swords in the air fell down and were inserted into the scabbards of the eight people with unmistaken accuracy.

All eight of them are masters, but they seem to be just subordinates of the man in the middle. And the light and internal skills of the person in the middle who appeared in the place just now are simply superb.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who these people were, nor what they were here for.

The eight King Kongs beside Master Zhenghui stood up suddenly, and they were lined up on the left and right of Master Zhenghui, all of them in different forms, but they were all King Kong demon subduing styles.

Master Zhenghui looked peaceful, stood up happily, and waved his hand to the Eight King Kongs, signaling that they did not need to panic.

He held a rosary in one hand and performed a Buddhist salute in the other, walked a few steps closer to those people, and said unhurriedly: "It turned out that the eldest prince of the Snow God Pavilion flew the Snow Divine Dragon, and the old man was rude." ”

Only then did everyone react, this person turned out to be Li Yunlong, the eldest prince of the Snow God Pavilion.

Everyone knows that the Snow God Pavilion is like a god-like existence in the martial arts, and its status is transcendent. The god of the snow mountain is like the legendary Kunlun Immortal Monarch, everyone only hears his name, but has not seen his person.

The thirteen princes under the throne of the god are all well-known in the world, but they rarely walk in the rivers and lakes. Therefore, people do not know much. Unexpectedly, the eldest prince would openly appear at the Dharma Conference of Chongsheng Temple today.

The eldest prince sat down on a chair with a big grin, and said to Master Zhenghui: "The master is superb in Buddhism, the exit is a Buddha ceremony, and great wisdom can also be seen in small stories." The master held a Dharma conference here, explained the Buddhist scriptures, and helped the world, how spectacular this scene was, so the old man also wanted to listen to it, hoping to get a glimpse of the avenue. ”

Master Zhenghui folded his hands and said: "The eldest prince is polite, the old man just wants to persuade the world to always have compassion in their hearts, plant less evil causes, and suffer less from reincarnation karma." Let this world be less killing, more harmonious. The eldest prince has been meditating on the snow-capped mountain for decades with the god master, not asking about the world, not falling into the red dust, and thinking that he has already participated in the Great Dao of Enlightenment and cultivated the free immortals. Where do you still need to listen to the old man explain the Buddha's teachings here?"

At this time, a person in the crowd whispered: "I'm afraid I didn't enter the immortal path, but entered the demon path!" Although this person's voice was low, because the field was very quiet at that time, many people still heard it.

Someone dared to ridicule the eldest prince of the Snow God Pavilion like this, which surprised everyone present! But due to the large number of people on the field, everyone only knew where this voice was probably coming from, but they didn't know who had the courage to say such a thing?

The eldest prince didn't react when he heard this, as if he hadn't heard it, and still had a smile on his face. I saw him casually pick up the teacup on the tea seat, put it to his mouth and take a sip.

Then I saw his wrist move, and I don't know why, the teacup in his hand slowly flew out and flew towards the crowd, which was the direction of the voice just now.

It turned out that the eldest prince's ears were extremely sensitive, and he could already hear that he was talking when he heard the sound.

The secret weapon technique of the eldest prince throwing a cup and hitting people is very unique and wonderful, I saw that the teacup flew smoothly and steadily, the speed was not fast, but it was like a shadow, and the tea in the teacup did not spill.

His secret weapon technique seems to be gentle and ethereal, but in fact it contains strength, fast and slow, far and near, and has reached the realm of falling leaves and picking flowers.

This kind of hidden weapon technique, the people present are really unseen, with this kind of method to send a hidden weapon to hurt people, the other party obviously saw the hidden weapon, but he couldn't dodge, he could only watch himself being hit by the hidden weapon, he was really terrible!

Seeing that the teacup was about to hit the person who spoke, Mrs. Yijing, who was sitting next to her, waved her big sleeves and blocked in front of the person.

Mrs. Yijing was wearing an emerald green long-sleeved dress, and the big sleeves were spread out at this time, just like a peacock had opened the screen, which was very good-looking.

And the teacup thrown by the eldest prince was also blocked by Mrs. Yijing and fell to the ground.

(End of chapter)