Hidden sword behind words

As soon as he said this, the whole palace was shocked.

The simple and easy-to-understand words about killing and protecting life made the whole palace of demons and ghosts secretly cheer and applaud.

"Killing is to protect life; killing karma is not killing people."

Master Beiyuan murmured something, and asked with a serious expression: "I dare to ask my friend, which Buddhist scripture does this verse come from?"

Mo Chuan frowned. He really didn't know which Buddhist scripture this sentence came from?

I just surfed the Internet a lot, and somehow I came across some strange ideas and concepts.

As everyone knows, this sentence does not come from Buddhist scriptures, but a sentence in the poem "Seventeen Psalms" by the monk Shi Shifan.

"Why, knowing that you are wrong, you want to deny even Buddhist scriptures?"

Mo Chuan didn't know the source, but that still didn't stop him from taunting him.

"You are such a monster. Not only did you kill innocent people indiscriminately, but you also arbitrarily made up the meaning of Buddhist scriptures. What crime should you do?" Master Dingxuan scolded him sternly.

"Dingxuan, don't lie!" Master Beiyuan scolded.

Dingxuan's face froze, he quickly clasped his hands together, bowed and took a step back, saying no more.

"Amitabha, if this poor monk guessed correctly, you probably got this from some monk, right?" Master Beiyuan said.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Mo Chuan said.

"Zen Master Xuanjian once said: There are no ancestors or Buddhas here. Bodhidharma is like an old man, Sakyamuni and Laozi are like excrement sticks, and Manjusri and Samantabhadra are like excrement bearers. The poor monk thinks so."

Master Beiyuan said again.

As soon as he finished speaking, not to mention Mo Chuan and the demons in the twenty-four living rooms, even Master Dingxuan was shocked and dumbfounded.

Not only are these words extremely vulgar, but they are also cursing the Buddha.

It's so serious that it's like Taoist disciples mocking the Three Qing Dynasties or temple ministers cursing the emperor. It can be called rebellious and absurd!

"If you embrace things without chasing them away, you will not be bound by things. Horses stumble and people make mistakes. Even saints have vulgar and ugly words. Blindly following the words of the Buddha's scriptures as a guide is just parroting, which is in vain.

Learn how to walk! Not only do you need to practice Buddhism, but you also need to understand what Buddha is, and understand that white is emptiness. Then even if you scold the Buddha, it is still the intention of the Buddha. Taoist friends have amazing understanding, extensive experience, and have Buddha nature. Why not put down the butcher knife and face the wall and think

Please repent of your karma and practice Zen to become a Buddha?!"

Master Beiyuan didn't look surprised, but he warned in a deep voice.

Mo Chuan's eyes flashed with solemnity.

Dare to scold the Buddha? This Master Beiyuan may not only have profound Buddhist teachings, but also because the magic pestle is strong enough, right?

Otherwise, no matter how correct the words are, they will not be able to stop the idiot from getting angry.

"So, Master doesn't agree that 'killing living beings is to protect living beings, and killing karma is not killing people'?" Mo Chuan did not answer, but asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha, all conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew, or like lightning. You should observe it like this. Nothing in the world will never change, and your body and nature are all empty. If you have a discriminating mind, how can you practice Zen and realize the Buddha?" Master Beiyuan's words seem to be clear.

Ambiguous.

"How ridiculous it is that the dignified Minister of Merit and Virtue didn't dare to answer Pindao's question directly!" Mo Chuan smiled and said straight to the point: "Forget it, Pindao asked you, how does the master decide to deal with Pindao?"

"Amitabha, if you have the heart to cultivate Buddha, you can face the wall, think about your mistakes, and repent of your sins. If you don't have the heart to pray to the Buddha, the people who worship the river will die in vain, and they will naturally repay it with their lives!"

Facing Mo Chuan's ridicule, Master Beiyuan was neither humble nor overbearing.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and in his skinny old hand, golden light suddenly emitted, and a demon-conquering pestle suddenly appeared out of thin air. A wave of great coercion swept across the entire place, making the demons restless and frequently looking at the door to escape.

"Master Beiyuan, what are you doing? Maybe you want to use force in the twenty-four living room!"

The Red Pheasant Empress, who had been watching from the wall, suddenly changed her face and shouted sharply.

Master Beiyuan did not answer, and his cloudy eyes fell on Mo Chuan.

This ignored scene made the Scarlet Pheasant Queen so angry that she bit her teeth secretly, but there was nothing she could do. Zhenjun Tunyun and Zhenyue in the palace were secretly alert, with demonic aura rolling around their bodies, as if they might take action at any time.

Mo Chuan smiled softly: "I heard that the floods passed by, all the insects were wiped out, and the fields were lush! This year Fenghe County will definitely have a good harvest. I dare to ask who deserves the credit?"

Master Beiyuan Gujing Wubo: "With such sophistry, it seems that fellow Taoist has already made a choice!"

"Bullshit on your mother-in-law!"

Mo Chuan was furious, pointed at Master Beiyuan and cursed angrily: "Old bald donkey, I can teach you that when the Taoist dies, it will be the day when the demon of ten thousand years is born. There will be millions of corpses, and blood will flow. Chenghe, can you bear the karma caused by this?"

As soon as he said this, Master Beiyuan, who had already raised the demon-subduing pestle and was about to hit it on the temple, suddenly froze.

Red Pheasant, whose heart was in his throat, and the remaining two thousand-year-old monsters, were even more frightened to the point of numbness. They were both shocked by Mo Chuan's arrogance, and even more horrified by Mo Chuan's methods.

They finally understood why Mo Chuan asked Master Beiyuan whether he acknowledged the statement of "killing living beings to protect living beings"? This was simply a serial conspiracy.

Admit that Mo Chuan is not guilty;

If you don't admit it, you can't touch Mo Chuan, otherwise his excuse to kill people for the common people will be a joke.

His Buddha nature will no longer exist, and the Buddha's principles will be covered with dust. Even if the Buddha's heart does not collapse, he will not be able to go any further.

"Everyone in the world knows that once a hero draws his sword and rises, the world will suffer ten years of calamity. But the poor man says: If there is no hero who draws his sword and rises, the world will suffer ten years of calamity!" [Note 1]

Mo Chuan stood up and laughed, bowed his hands to Master Beiyuan as if provocatively, and said seriously: "Stop worrying, you can't kill me at all!"

As soon as the voice fell, the figure suddenly disappeared, leaving the room filled with embarrassment and a strange feeling.

Master Dingxuan was so anxious that he subconsciously opened his mouth to speak, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them alive.

Master Beiyuan's status is too high and his reputation is too famous, all of which have become constraints for him.

Therefore, even if Mingchen was asked to accuse Mingchen, he would be polite first and then proceed with the attack. He would first hand over the name card, visit the twenty-four living rooms, and name the cause and effect one by one before he was ready to take action.

Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with this approach.

Even if I avoid seeing you tomorrow.

With Master Beiyuan's ability, he will be found sooner or later.

As a result, who would have thought that this Mingchen would be so insidious and cunning, hiding a knife in his words, and making sophistical remarks that made people unable to move.

"The poor monk is not good at Buddhist teachings, but he wants to save people. He is ashamed to learn Buddhism!"

Master Beiyuan sighed, stood up and left.

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…

"It's a pity that we didn't catch up!"

Mo Chuan, who had escaped into reality, looked at the incense dissipating and shook his head with regret.

He stood up and took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator, pulled the tab, drank it in one sip, and then sat down on the sofa with his stomach full, his mind wandering.

This time I was lucky enough to meet a Buddhist disciple;

If you meet a Taoist disciple and let his tongue bloom like a lotus flower, you will inevitably run away in confusion.

However, even if he escapes temporarily this time, once Master Beiyuan figures out how to deal with it, there is still the possibility of making a comeback.

In addition, the Daolu Division and the Gongde Division jointly controlled the Da Jing Dynasty.

If the Department of Merit cannot solve the problem, will the Department of Daolu take action?

Although the possibility is small, you have to guard against it!

Mo Chuan sighed. He had no choice but to practice cultivation. Now his only reliance was cultivation.

As for the remaining disasters of Huitong Temple? Who cares, if the soldiers come to block it, if the water comes, the soil will cover it. If you can fight, then fight, if you can’t fight, then run away. Can a living person be suffocated to death?

…

After returning to Shoushan, Mo Chuan immediately began to practice hard behind closed doors.

During this period, the Red Pheasant Empress came to see him once, but she asked him again to refine the Child-Returning Pill.

I don't know if it was to appease him, but Chi Pheasant said with a smile that after Master Beiyuan left, he went to meditate behind closed doors and saw no one!

It is said that the statement of killing to protect life caused an uproar in Buddhism.

As for Mo Chuan, it seems that he was deliberately forgotten by Buddhism and no one talks about it anymore.

Mo Chuan was noncommittal about this and still prepared for the worst possibility.

On the second day of April, Mo Chuan finally broke through the century realm, and his cultivation level became three points stronger.

In less than a year, it takes a hundred years to cultivate Taoism. This is a miracle no matter where it is placed.

However, he took it calmly.

It’s not so much about having an extraordinary mentality;

It would be better to say that along the way, I have met too many masters with hundreds of years of cultivation, and I already look down upon them.

Especially at the moment, there are bulls and tigers in front of him, and Buddhists are secretly peeping at him. A hundred years of cultivation is simply not enough. If he wants to cultivate to great freedom, given his current situation, it will take at least a thousand years of cultivation.

“Shuanglong Temple is an opportunity, it’s time to go and have a look.”

Mo Chuan was still and thoughtful, and simply turned into a ray of light and walked towards the Chengye River.

Note 1, "If there is no hero who draws his sword, the world will suffer more than ten years" is a comment made by the reader's "doppelgänger". I feel that the argument is very exciting, so I will use it to add some color.
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