novelapdf Chapter 292
Chapter 292
Chapter 292
"What the poor monk does is to save fellow Taoists and escape the sea of suffering! It is also to accumulate merit for the poor monk!" Master Beiyuan replied calmly, and he said this sincerely.
This is the result of his going to Fenghe County to see his nature clearly after listening to Master Shenquan's words.
After witnessing the joy of all beings, he had to admit that "for all beings" was just an excuse!
What he said and did, in the final analysis, was for himself.Unexpectedly, because of his frank and magnanimous state of mind, he got the status of a wise man.
'Sophistry, sophistry! '
At this moment, Mo Chuan couldn't help but sighed, suddenly feeling a little bored.
I feel more and more that Master Shenquan's words are reasonable, the world is reasonable, there is no reason to argue, no matter what you say, it is meaningless, and you can always find a point of attack.
"Hahahaha, good good good good good!"
Mo Chuan felt bored in his heart, but he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly:
"Since the mage thinks 'kill me to protect my life', the poor way will give the mage the opportunity to become a Buddha and become a ancestor. As long as the mage practices Siddhartha's wisdom and deeds and commits suicide in public, the poor way will follow closely to satisfy the mage The Great Wish of the Poor Dao can be witnessed by the Master of the National Teacher!"
To say that the world is afraid, to tell the truth is to be shocked!
As soon as the words were uttered, all the monks were in an uproar. They were all so shocked that their hearts were broken and their hearts collapsed!
This is clearly to... prove the truth with death.
At this moment, Fazhu's face darkened, and Tiangan Guoshi also put away his playful smile.
This debate has reached a moving extreme.
As a questioner, Master Beiyuan looked at Mo Chuan in astonishment, his body trembled slightly, and all the blood on his face disappeared!He was afraid. He used cutting meat to feed eagles as an example, but he didn't dare to practice this way. That is enough to show that his way is just a joke, a joke to deceive others.
Can he really practice this way, does he dare?
In Buddhism, who really believes in the allusion of cutting meat and feeding eagles?
"Absurd! Master Beiyuan has not attained the Buddhahood, how can he violate the precept of killing?"
Master Beishi, who presided over the overall situation, said anxiously, trying to stop this debate.
"what--"
"Before Siddhartha committed suicide, he hadn't attained the Buddhahood. If he could kill himself, why couldn't Master Beiyuan?"
Among the onlookers, there is no lack of Xuanmen Huangguan, how can they let go of the opportunity to beat the dog in the water?One by one hurriedly used their magical powers to boo loudly, mocking Master Beiyuan for not being able to lose.
"Amitabha, the pure land of Buddhism, how can it be contaminated with filthy blood? This is the end of the debate!"
The mage shouted loudly when he was sad, and forcibly ended the Lizong debate.
From the beginning to the end, Master Beiyuan didn't dare to say much, his face was as pale as powder, Zhiguang in the back of his head looked so ironic at this moment.
"Hahaha……"
Mo Chuan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. Under the eyes of everyone, he put away the fire of wisdom, rolled up the mysterious cloud to look forward to life, soared into the sky, and flew to the outside of the Buddha Heart Sect. At the same time, a faint lingering sound came:
"The fragrance of the sunset is lingering, let's go to Fanxin for a little bit; the fire is exhausted, let's tie the Yima firmly."
As soon as this poem came out, Master Beiyuan, who was trying to keep silent, suddenly widened his eyes, and an unspeakable anger and shame filled his heart, making him angry, his blood flowed backwards, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and plopped He fell to the ground with a sound.
Because this poem is clearly scolding the word "bald donkey"!
"Brother-"
"Uncle-"
Under the shade of the big banyan tree, there was a sudden chaos, and countless disciples of the Buddha Heart Sect rushed up.
Seeing this, the Dharma Master, who had been watching with cold eyes, could no longer maintain the appearance of a virtuous and eminent monk, his old face turned cold, and the Buddhist beads between his fingers rattled.
"Master Buddha's heart is unstable!"
Tiangan Guoshi looked at Dharma Lord with a half-smile, then flicked his sleeves, laughed, and fled away!
With the departure of the rightful lord, the debate on the establishment of the sect will naturally dissipate.
Some people laughed at the cowardice and incompetence of Buddha Heart Sect;
Some people were shocked by Taoist Master Mingchen's determination to prove the Tao with death;
But more is throbbing in the theory of "killing and protecting life"!
On the mountain road where the darkness had dispersed, many Huangguan Buddha disciples were discussing and having endless aftertaste, even arguing loudly and violently.
No one knows that the theory of killing and protecting lives has secretly planted the hearts of countless Buddhist disciples.
In the eyes of these monks, compared with the strict precept of killing life, killing life to protect life is obviously more humane and simpler!
Daoist Ming Chen obtained the sage status with the identity card of a Taoist disciple, and even refuted the fellow sage Master Beiyuan. hope.
A bloody, murderous aura surged into the sky, and the Buddhist dharma lineage that vowed to stop evil by killing was faintly born at this moment.
His ancestor: Taoist Master Mingchen, also known as: Darong Patriarch.
Historically known as: preaching in the banyan shade.
There is a poem saying:
——Brightness is like the brightness of the sun and the moon, and distance is like the journey of stars.
……
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"Master Patriarch, you are too powerful, you didn't see the face of that sad mage, he was as pale as a melon...
Mo Chuan had just stepped into the official office's tent, and Taoist Xuanyun, who had been suffocating all the way, finally couldn't help it. He began to talk in a small mouth, and when he talked about excitement, his face turned red and he danced.
Mo Chuan casually sat down at the stone table to rest his feet, brewed a cup of tea, smiled and watched him talk non-stop with pride on his face, and the gloom in his heart had already been swept away.
Say it, say it!
People don't go crazy in vain. In a few years, when you know how to restrain your mind, this memory will definitely constitute the most interesting part of your life.
For some reason, Mu Sheng, who has the same youthful disposition, is much more well-behaved.
Just stood by, grinning and giggling.
"Come and have a cup of tea to moisten your throat."
After a while, when Xuanyun was out of breath, he smiled and offered Xuanyun Wangsheng a cup of tea.
"Thank you, Master Patriarch!"
Xuan Yun took it, gulped it down, immediately choked and coughed continuously.
When he regained his strength, he lost his excitement by five or six points, and asked curiously, "Master Patriarch, when did you practice Buddhism?"
Mo Chuan said: "Pindao has never practiced Buddhism, but Pindao once made friends with a virtuous and eminent monk, and was influenced by him, and he has a little understanding."
Xuan Yun said: "Ah, there are still eminent monks in Buddhism?"
Mo Chuan clasped his fingers, and knocked Xuan Yun's head with his head: "Teach you to be so complacent that you dare to underestimate Buddhism."
"Ouch!"
Xuan Yun quickly covered his head: "Master Patriarch, this disciple knows he was wrong! Then... who is that eminent monk?"
"You will know in the future, preconceived ideas will only break your vigilance."
Mo Chuan didn't say anything, because he was worried that Xuanyun would only respect Master Shenquan and despise other Buddhist disciples because of him.
"Ah? Okay, okay!"
Xuan Yun's eyes showed some disappointment.
"Wangsheng, how do you feel when you see Buddhism today?" Mo Chuan looked at Wangsheng again.
"If you go back to the patriarch, the disciple can't say it." Wang Sheng replied politely.
"You are born in ghosts and immortals, and you are most afraid of the Buddha's light. If you see it today, you should know that even if you are a Buddha, you are just ordinary people. When you see it later, don't be timid, and don't underestimate the enemy. Do you understand?" Mo Chuan pointed out .
"Disciple understands." Wang Sheng returned politely.
Mo Chuan nodded, took out a jade wat, and several magic tools and handed them to Xuanyun Wangsheng, saying: "The sharpness of the tongue is not as good as the small ears, and the Taoist mind and supernatural powers are the great way. You don't have to discard the basics for the last, take these magic tools Study hard, if there is something you don’t understand, you can come and ask me at any time, go!”
"Thank you, Patriarch, for giving me the Dharma!" Xuan Yun Wangsheng was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that Patriarch was in a good mood, so he generously rewarded him.
When the two happily entered the room with the jade wat artifact in their hands to study, a cyan figure quietly appeared in the small courtyard.
"Fellow Daoist, it's so clever to argue, I admire it!"
Master Tiangan bowed his hands in salute, with a smile on his face, and the depths of his eyes were vigilant.
"It's too much of a reward, it's just sophistry." Mo Chuan bowed his hands in return.
"This is the letter of duty of Guangling Youyan Fa. Fellow Daoists, go quickly and don't stay." Tiangan Guoshi waved his hand and handed over a bamboo tube.
"Why is this?"
"Fellow Daoist's debate on the sect can be said to embarrass the Buddhist sect. I'm afraid those bald donkeys will feel resentful and secretly resort to tricks. It's better to leave earlier."
"So that's the case, it shouldn't be too late, the poor way will leave today."
Mo Chuan cupped his hands in return, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, could it be that Master Tiangan noticed something was wrong?
[Thanks to "That Bright Star in the Sky" and "Ink Tired Crow" for their rewards! 】
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