Legend of the Cultivation God

"That's good!" Mingfa said with a sigh of relief, and asked, "What is the dusty world that the brothers said?"

"There is not much to know about the poor roads. Today, I will give you a little trouble for the younger brother!" Mingyue Zen Master heard the Ming Fa and asked again, and had to answer, "When the poor road is in Yunlin Temple, in the absence of the teacher’s preaching Occasionally chat, talk about the nine realms of my Buddhist magicalism!"

"Which nine?" Mingfa could not help but ask.

"The poor road only knows the four realms of goodness, dust, dirt and alum." Ming Yue Zen master replied, "The other five realms, the uncle did not talk about it, the poor road is not known!"

"Sexual seamasters only have a dusty world? If it is... like dirt and alum, then what should it look like!" Mingfa asked some envy, "Oh, yes, abbot, you are old... ..."

"Isn't it just said that the barren is different? I don't have to emphasize the cultivation of the Buddha's door. I don't have to emphasize what is the realm!" Ming Yue Zen teacher smiled. "I am only waiting to serve the Buddha, and I will be able to prove my merits. That is the best ending!"

"Hey, my Buddha is seven Buddhas, where is it easy to prove? But the Indigo Buddha is afraid of tens of thousands of merits, not to mention the subsequent Sayādaw, King, King Kong, Lohan, Bodhisattva and Buddha. I don’t know how poor, the Luohan, the Bodhisattva and the Buddha, the three thousand ancient Buddhas, how much merit can be proved in the end!" Mingfa smiled.

"According to the impoverished ..." Ming Yue Zen master hesitated, whispered, "Some Buddha fruit, not a lifetime can be proved, depends on the two worlds and even IX can prove it!"

"Silk... so hard!" Mingfa took a breath and then shouted. "Before the poor and ignorant, I thought that this Buddha fruit is the Buddha's magical power. Now I heard the abbot's brother said, anyway, the difference is great!"

"Ming Fa Shidi is not discouraged! When it comes to Buddhism, it is practiced for more than a decade, but it has just set foot in the realm of good deeds. If you want to complete the perfection of cultivation, you will not hope for this life!" Ming Yue Zen Master Encourage Ming Fadao, "But I have to spread the Buddhism in Changsheng Town and revitalize the Buddhism. The accumulation of these virtues is more and more unacceptable in this life."

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Mingfa folded his hands together and bowed his head. "I am compassionate, and the Buddha's door is wide open. Whether it is cultivation of magical powers or broad-based merits, it will be the way to the heavens at the foot of my Buddha! The disciples would like to Indigo Buddha Fruit is the pursuit of the disciple's life, and will give everything to me as a Buddha!"

"Good deeds!" Mingyue Zen master also folded his hands together and smiled. "The younger brother has this greatness and will surely prove the Buddha's fruit. The poor is very gratifying!"

"The disciple thanked the abbot for the misunderstanding of the brother tonight!" Mingfa got up and thanked, "the disciple left!"

"Well, Master Mingfa, the 10th day of the Immortal Buddha Ceremony is the first time for my Xiaojin Temple. Don't make any mistakes. Prepare it from tomorrow!" Ming Yue Zen Master got up and told him.

"Yes, the disciple understands. The abbot is a brother but please rest assured!" Mingfa promised to slowly withdraw from the Zen Room.

"Hey, compare with Jiang Chaoguan, the real victory is not martial! I don't know if Sexual Haishu will agree~" Looking at the back of Mingfa, Mingyue Zenter sighed. "But, presumably his old man does not Will you watch me wait for the Taoist priests of Jiang Chaoguan to drive away?"

The two monks of Xiaojin Temple are pondering the challenges of Buddhism and Taoism after ten days. When preparing for the Decade of the Immortal Buddha, the west side of Changsheng Town, the Changsheng College, which covers dozens of miles and is several times larger than Xiaojin Temple. Among them, a burst of reading sounds from the academy, which is heard in the night sky. With the sound of this reading, a faint mist danced in the night sky, and a glimpse of the brilliance of the brilliance, the entire college was shrouded.

Within Guanghua, the corner of the academy, next to a lush bamboo forest, bursts of bamboo rhyme, inside a small bookstore, there is a disdainful voice blaming: "Junfeng, you are somewhat reckless! Buddhism can be lively, but it is only celebrated in my longevity academy. Didn’t you come to Xiaojin Temple? A small temple wants to stir up the wind and waves in Changsheng Town, and don’t look at their monks. Virtue!"

"Oh, Mr. Taian is more worried!" As the sound landed, another sound in the bookstore sounded, really the director of Zhu Changfeng Zhu of the Changsheng Academy. He followed the fist-sized lamp and looked at the hair in front of him. The spirit is very embarrassing and thin old man, smiled and said, "Xiaosheng just happened to bring a group of scholars back from the town, and heard the three priests of Xiaojin Temple and Jiang Chaoguan, and they felt funny. I want them to know that in this long-lived town, it is only my longevity academy that speaks! No matter whether it is Xiaojin Temple or Jiangchao Temple, it is a smash!"

"Well, the old man only feels that he is competing with Xiaojin Temple on the same stage. It is not the dissatisfaction of the dean's arrangement to celebrate the identity of the Fairy Buddha Grand Prix!" Mr. Taian nodded. "If it can continue to suppress the Xiaojin ceremony, Xiaojin The arrogance of the temple is also excellent!"

"Xiaosheng is so thinking!" Zhu Junfeng explained, "In the past few decades, Buddhism has spread the Dharma in the Tibetan Immortals and the Thousand Demons. Although this does not violate the public opinion of my three continents, it is so blatant to establish a temple. It is the influence of my Confucianism in the Tibetan Immortal Continent, which has affected some people who have not been able to understand the right and wrong. Xiaosheng, through the Zen Buddhism, let Xiaojin Temple taste the pain, and it is to attack them and ask them Just stop! Don't look at it!!"

"The Buddha's picture is very big! My Confucianism has been vigilant!" Mr. Taian frowned. "The Buddha built a temple on my Tibetan continent. The spread of Buddhism has reached an uncontrollable position! But my Confucianism at the Elysium Architecture College The things that teach the students are slow progress! The Buddhist people in the bliss world are very ignorant, and it is hard to say that they are taught with good deeds and loyalty!"

"It’s hard to meet difficulties! Otherwise, where will the situation be searched for?" Zhu Junfeng also has some worries. "However, as seen by today’s niche, Xiaojinsi has some unscrupulous means to eliminate Jiangchao, and the Buddhism excludes dissidents. The heart is terrible! There is no such thing as my Confucianism and the sea!"

"Yes! The abbot of Xiaojin Temple, who is a Ming dynasty Zen master, has clearly grasped the victory. It is sure that after 10 days, there will be a master of Buddhism who has defeated the world. He will be patient and push the challenge after three days to ten. In the future, it is to take the exit of Changsheng Town as a bait, so that Jiang Chaoguan Xiaodao will be fooled! The means is really mean!"