"Yuanqing" has not spoken for a long time and allows this disciple to use his magic power.

This is also part of the "discussion of Tao".

It is difficult to distinguish between the two principles.

But "fist" is OK.

Who is stronger, who is weaker.

But it is clear at a glance and can capture the hearts of the people more.

But Yuanqing said to himself with a sad face: "Sure enough, the country of mortals needs to be educated, and his heart is unstable. Only violence and animal nature can conquer them...so it is even more necessary for Buddha nature to purify their ferociousness."

The sound is filled with special ripples, which can only be heard by practitioners present.

Ichimako said lightly.

"It is precisely because of the ignorance of sentient beings, that they need to lead them to the right path, rather than an impulse, to erase all our possibilities."

"Losing animal nature, losing everything... I don't even have the most basic animal nature, so how can I take responsibility?"

Ichimako also began to control the strong wind and blow away the Buddha light that was everywhere here.

At this time, Zhang Daoling, who was aggressive, did not slash at the great Buddhist Dharma behind him, but instead slashed the golden light mantra at the magic power of the monk.

The Dharma body of the god is the essence.

It is the most direct and effective to clearly slash towards the Great Buddha Dharma body.

Seeing that Zhang Daoling did not kill the Great Buddha's Dharma body, Yuanqing's face showed a slight disappointment.

"I want to seduce me to kill Buddha? I am not as ignorant as you think."

Zhang Daoling said disdainfully.

If the Dharma body is cut off, then tomorrow's headline is "The Taoist kills the Buddha in public."

Then there are thousands of rhythms.

"Amitabha, how could you do it? How do you think it is the law of fate..." Yuanqing just said lightly.

Zhang Daoling raised the Golden Light Sword Curse. Although it was not for the purpose of killing the Buddha, he still lifted the weight easily, turning into golden storms, blowing the golden Buddha into a sway.

He did not intend to kill the Buddha, but he still made the Buddha lose face and was at a disadvantage.

"I didn't expect you to have such cultivation... You obviously haven't recovered completely yet."

"Are you jealous? I was still in the realm of a true immortal during my lifetime."

Zhang Daoling narrowed his eyes and smiled.

envy?

Am I jealous?

"Amitabha..."

.........

Outside Tianfeng Temple, Monk Xuancang had already arrived in front of Tianfeng Temple.

Looking at the giant Buddha in the sky and the golden light flying together, Xuan Cang couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this discussion of Tao is really intense..."

"Master, yes..."

"Amitabha, I am here to attend the water and land Dharma Assembly."

"Forehead..."

The two monks of the Shoalan Mountain in Tianfeng Temple looked at each other and saw the strangeness in each other's eyes.

This gray robes are no longer cheap to describe, and they are even a bit worn.

After going through the wind and frost, this is the case.

At this time, Xuan Cang's appearance alone was a bit unsatisfactory.

The disciple guarding the mountain shook his head. Even if such a monk goes to the mountain, he will not bring any help to the master.

"I wonder which temple the master is from, now Tianfeng Temple is no longer able to receive foreign guests..."

"Amitabha, I am a monk who is a wandering monk."

When I heard that it was a monk from the side, the disciples of the mountain felt that there was no need to pay attention to it.

"The food and donation matter is over, so please go back."

This mountain-stop disciple probably thought Xuan Cang was here to beg for food.

Just as the two of them drove away Xuan Cang with some impatience, a gust of spiritual wind blew by, and their expressions became fascinated.

"Please...Master...Saturday..."

Xuan Cang turned around, but saw that there was still a magic spell in Jueming's hand.

"Please ask the wizard to save their lives."

Xuan Cang sighed softly.

Jueming thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Xuan Cang entered this place of theory.

When Xuan Cang entered, all the people with some power of cultivation looked at the gate at the same time.

Li Wei also looked at the unpretentious monk with some surprise.

There is no magic power to carry you, and there is not even a breath of danger.

But it seemed that the person who came was not alone.

But a cicada.

Golden cicada.

"you..."

Yuanqing looked at the gray-robed monk coming in from outside the temple, and his eyes changed inexplicably.

"Amitabha, I am a young monk who travels around. I have realized some Dharma-Shapedia and Zen Buddhism. I also came to this water and land Dharma Assembly to talk about my Buddha and my principles."

Yuanqing is just a faint saying.

"Then please, the mage will sit down."

"Thank you."

Although Master Xuancang did not have an exaggerated Buddhist appearance when walking, he also meant to pick up flowers in a quiet way.

He did not sit on this side of Buddhism, which made many Buddhists a little stunned. Why is this little monk so ignorant?

"Master, our Buddhist disciples... are sitting here." A monk on the other side couldn't help but remind him.

"Amitabha Buddha is talking about Dharma, but not his position. So where is it wrong to sit down?" Xuan Cang said lightly, the monk who was talking was speechless and even a little embarrassed.

However, Xuan Cang did not choose to sit in the Taoist sect, but just placed the cushion on the side.

To show your position, it does not belong to the current Taoist sect, nor does it belong to the current Buddhism.

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore. It is better to follow me and pass through all the misery of the world."

Yuanqing looked at Xuan Cang, the "Golden Cicada" at this time, but her eyes couldn't suppress themselves and showed a little greed.

That is the most instinctive greed from the heart.

Golden cicada...

It's actually a golden cicada...How could He be here...

"The sufferings in the world are not something we can live with. Only someone can survive by himself can pass through the sea of ​​suffering."

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. How can ordinary people save themselves? My Buddha is compassionate, and he is ordered by heaven, and save others' Buddha." The golden Buddha Dharma spoke.

Facing this most sacred Dharma image of Buddhism, Xuan Cang said without any awe, or with a little pity.

"You cross the sea of ​​suffering, then who will come to cross you?"

"My Buddha is originally a Buddha, and I don't need anyone to pass on it?"

An old monk stood up and scolded, "You young disciple, are so rebellious, chanting Buddha in your mouth, but there is no Buddha in your heart."

"It is precisely because I have a Buddha in my heart."

"Then you see the Buddha disrespectful?"

Xuan Cang shook his head and said.

"My monk's 'Buddha' is not a physical object, but a state, a state, not a earth, stone, gilt, or something with form. Ms. Today, I am a Buddha, Master, you are also a Buddha, he... is also a Buddha. Since everyone is a Buddha, why do you need to treat him alone?"

The old monk was angry and scolded Xuan Cang for his offense.

"presumptuous!"

"There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where is the dust contaminated?"

"Master, why are you so obsessed with your own 'desire'?"

Xuancang's Chinese language directly points to the great Buddhist Dharma.

Everyone was in an uproar.

This person who said "strong desire" is the evil of sentient beings and the source of chaos in the world. Those who want to wish that all people in the world who are pure in their hearts and few desires will be pointed at their heads and said.
Chapter completed!