Xiao Hua smiled bitterly again. He saw the wonders of Tushita and the Great Thousand Worlds at the ruins of the Buddha Sect in Xiaoyu Continent. He even knew that the "Bay Leaf Linglong Sutra" was a practice practiced by the future Buddha Lord, but he never thought of being the future Buddha Lord. He did not expect that in this unknown snow-capped mountain, there were so many monks looking forward to their arrival for thousands of years. Not only praying every day, but also willing to show relics after death. Xiao Hua understood even more that although these relics all carry their own karma, these relics have a common obsession. Therefore, if he wants to achieve the Buddhahood of the future Buddha Lord, swallowing these relics will definitely benefit without any harm!

But can Xiao Hua devour these relics?

The old monk seemed to have seen through what Xiao Hua thought. Of course, it is more likely that the wording had been prepared long ago: "It is our obsession to help the Buddha achieve the fruit. Moreover, the Buddha achieves the fruit, and the relics and the Buddha achieve the fruit are integrated, which is also of great benefit to us. The Buddha does not need to think too much!"

"Okay~" Xiao Hua nodded, but he didn't make any decision in his heart.

When the old monk saw Xiao Hua nodded, he closed the hall door again. He walked to the hall and looked at the closed hall door and said, "The Buddha's Lord has not yet arrived in the future. The hall door does not worship incense. It is only the end of the year when the temple is opened. Now the Buddha's Lord has finally arrived at Xiaolinglong Temple. It is the day when the hall hall of my Xiaolinglong Temple is opened. From now on, all the Tantric temples in the Pure Land World can worship incense?"

"Tanishism?" Xiao Hua was stunned and thought of his Buddhist seal catalog. Isn't that thing from Tantra?

"The Buddha Lord is afraid that he has not yet been ordained. He has no certificate or Dharma name, right?" The old monk looked at the closed hall gate excitedly and whispered something.

"Indeed!" Xiao Hua also refused and replied.

"The Buddha's Dharma name does not need to be classified according to seniority. My senior from Xiaolinglong Temple said, "What is the Dharma name of the Buddha in the future? The Buddha's name is Bodhi, and the Dharma name is Bodhi!" The old monk said again, "Buddha was used before the Buddha attained the fruit. When he attained the fruit... he can only call him Namo to be born in Maitreya!"

Speaking of this, the old monk seemed to have thought of something. Every wrinkle on his face was filled with joy: "It is really a blessing for the ninth lifetime that I can slap my future Buddha and introduce it to Buddhism! I will surely achieve the fruit in the next life, Namo Maitreya Buddha!"

Seeing the happiness on the face of the old monk, Xiao Hua felt a sense of admiration. This was a kind of joy from the heart, a kind of sublimation of faith, just like the Taoist goodness of Qiyang Temple. When the rice porridge left in his mouth fell into the beggar's mouth, he felt happy. He burned some wooden signs on the Qiyang Temple Hall every day and felt that this was the fireworks of the Dao Sect, without any reward or reward.

"Good, Amitabha!" Xiao Hua bowed and said with emotion in his heart.

The old monk heard Xiao Hua proclaiming the Buddha's name. It was comfortable no matter how you heard it. He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. However, his fingers just touched the door and retracted. He naturally slapped his forehead with a lot of wrinkles, and seemed to mutter to himself again: "Look. Look, I am really old. The Buddha's Lord wants to slaughter today, so he naturally needs to make some preparations! The sorrow of the mortal fetus on his head must be removed first, and the Buddha's Lord also needs to take a shower and change his clothes..."

"Elder..." Xiao Hua smiled, "Below..."

"Master Buddha!" ​​But I knew that the old monk's ears were very sensitive at this time. Xiao Hua waved his hand as soon as he spoke, "The word 'below' is the self-proclaimed by lay people, which means humility; the Buddha has never been slandered, so he can claim himself like this, but if he is slandered, he cannot claim himself like this. This elder... I am also ashamed of this. If you call him an old monk, I will be very content. Any monk called him monk, etc., and the Buddha will definitely attain Buddhahood in the future. You cannot be so humble. You can call yourself this seat, or just me, it is also good."

"Me?" Xiao Hua didn't understand, "Isn't this an ordinary self-proclaimer?"

The old monk smiled and said, "The Buddha has never been slandered. I don't know much about Buddhist principles and Dharma. The Buddhist scriptures collected by my Xiaolinglong Temple throughout the ages... The Buddha must consider them word by word."

"Yes, this... I know!" Xiao Hua was so kind that he was reluctant to let the old monk be displeased.

When the old monk heard this, he nodded slightly, pointed his hand at the outsider of the temple and said, "Let's go, Master Buddha, I will take you to Wen Tangximu in the mountain stream, and say as you walk."

"Elder, don't leave the temple. The wind and snow are everywhere now are not very convenient!" Xiao Hua said hurriedly, "Elder only needs to talk about the location."

"Oh, okay!" The old monk looked down at his hands and feet and smiled bitterly, "I am dizzy and my hands and feet are not obedient. I have already thanked the Buddha for being able to see the Buddha on the last day. If I want to say that I am serving the Buddha... I am really unable to catch my strength!"

The old monk said that the more fluent the words in the Tibetan Immortal Continent were, and many words popped up. Obviously, he had put a lot of effort into this area in the past ninety years.

Although the old monk did not need to send Xiao Hua down, the old monk still insisted on sending him to the gate of the temple, and said while walking: "The Buddha said the Sutra of Amitabha Sutra: So the millet was scattered and the little kings heard that the king's wife was pregnant. They all came to congratulate him. They all used gold, silver, treasures, quilts, flowers, and flowers. They respected their hearts and tributes to be auspicious. Lady Wuliang raised her hands to rush it and did not want to worry. Since the wife was pregnant, the heaven offered all the flavors to replenish the essence and energy, they were naturally full, and they would never be able to enjoy the king's chef. October is full, and the prince's body is ready. On April 7th, the wife went out to travel and passed under the refugee tree. The flowers bloomed

When the star came out, the lady climbed the branches and fell from the right side. She took seven steps. She raised her hand and said that the heavens and the world were the only ones. The three realms were suffering. I should be at ease. In the time, the heavens and the earth moved greatly. The three thousand great lands were all bright. The four kings of Shifan, and their officials were all dragons, ghosts and gods, and all came to guard. There were brothers of the Dragon King, one was Gala, two were Yugala, the left rain warm water, and the right rain cold spring. Shifanmo held the heavenly clothes and wrapped them in the sky. The sky rain and flowers were fragrant. Play the piano and drum music, incense and burn incense, and pound incense. The void was blocked..."

"The first Buddha of the Buddha Sect was born with 'I am the supreme, and I am the supreme,' although the Buddha Sect has not yet attained the fruit, and has not even been sacrificed, but the word "I" is worthy of it!" The old monk recited Buddhist scriptures like a few families, and told Xiao Hua very slowly. Naturally, there were a lot of Sanskrit in it. Xiao Hua seemed to understand it but not understand it, but the "I am the supreme, in the world," it was indeed clear.

"Good!" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "I understand, thank you for your teachings!"

"Namo Maitreya Buddha~" Speaking of this, the two of them also went outside the temple. Although the world outside the temple was completely different from that inside the temple, the old monk did not see it at all. He naturally pointed his hand and said, "At 999 feet under the Bodhi tree, since there is a Buddha's pot, my disciples from the Xiaolinglong Temple all took a bath and were slaughtered there!"

"Yes, please turn around and wait... I will go back to the temple after taking a bath!" Xiao Hua followed the old monk's fingers, and immediately saw the place of Tangchi, and hurriedly said to the old monk.

The old monk's eyes were still turbid. He looked around and didn't know whether he saw Xiao Hua or not. But he said, "Yes, I will prepare a monk's robe for the Buddha. This thing is also something I prepared in Xiaolinglong Temple. After the Buddha's lord is bathed, he will change his clothes and ordain it!"

"Then..." Xiao Hua felt a sudden heart when he heard the orphan and hurriedly asked, "Elder, the precepts of the Buddha Sect..."

"Don't worry..." The old monk had already prepared his words, his shriveled mouth broke and he smiled, "The Buddha came from afar, so naturally he didn't know the precepts of my Tantric Buddhism. My Tantric Buddhism is different from other sects. I can't help but eat meat, can't help getting married, can't help... Don't worry, the Tantric Buddhism is inseparable! Besides, you are the future Buddha, and all the rules and regulations are not your final say?"

"That's good, that's good..." Xiao Hua felt a little relieved, and then thought of the butter tea that the old monk had just drunk, which had a meaty smell inside.

After saying that, auspicious clouds emerged from Xiao Hua's feet and fell towards the pond. The old monk didn't know it and laughed at himself: "My Tantric Buddhism is a small branch within the Buddha's sect. I only worship the future Buddha. This precept was established by the Buddha's lord. How can we follow it? To be honest, the Buddha's lord, I also had a vulgar relationship back then and there was a little blood in the world, but I was too old and I had no news long ago..."

The old monk said a few more words, and saw that no one answered, and knew that Xiao Hua had gone, he slowly turned around and went straight to the main hall of the temple. That is, when the old monk was about to push the door open, his body suddenly fell on the door again. As the door opened, the old monk's body fell to the ground again. After half a meal, the old monk's body shook a few times, then slowly climbed up from the ground, turned his head left and right, sensed that he was in the hall. A trace of tears slowly flowed from his turbid eyes, and then walked to the hall, the only dilapidated cushion, knelt down and kowtowed to the incense table, and whispered again: "Namo Maitreya Buddha, the disciple's life is to

At the end, no one will know this life, and the disciples do not bother to know it. Only the Buddha can see it clearly. The disciple was ordained at a young age and has been with the Buddha for more than 90 years. Since the master returned to the west, only one disciple of the Little Linglong Temple has been hard for more than 60 years. Today, the disciple finally saw the Buddha's body in this life, and the disciple's lifelong wish has been achieved. The mission of my Xiaolinglong Temple lineage is also completed. The disciple knows that the disciple should assist the Buddha in this life to read the Buddhist scriptures in detail and finally accompany the Buddha for a journey. However, the disciple is unworthy and can no longer bear the slackness of this body of sacrificial body, and he no longer wants to stay in the world. Namo Maitreya Buddha, the disciple begs the Buddha for forgiveness, and the disciple sincerely asks the Buddha to bring his disciples back to the Western Paradise."
Chapter completed!