Legend of the Cultivation God

"Yeah!" Netizen's face is even more bitter. "The disciple is more than a ancestors, and there is a half-day worry. The disciples can't figure out anyway. How can the tens of thousands of villagers in Changsheng Town help the Cihang Master? I don’t even understand that the old man seems to care about this Buddha’s fruit. According to the **** dust, the Cihang’s ancestors did not react to the results of the testimony, and they went away, this is the heart of the disciples, the disciples Not too late!"

"Call the dust!" Cimei waved his hand. "I am also very strange. The willingness of hundreds of thousands of villagers will not help me to prove the Buddha's Buddha. I want to ask in detail..."

"Yes, this disciple is called **** dust~" Net Cheng did not dare to neglect, hurriedly got up, it was just flying out from the pavilion, suddenly seemed to wake up something, stopped the figure, left and right to see, From the steps next to the pavilion, I waited for his figure to disappear into the branches of the green plum, and Cimei’s face showed a hint of smile.

However, this smile is fleeting, and Cimei is looking up to the sun, whispering: "Cihang, Cihang, which brother is this brother?"

But for a moment, the dust of the dust came to the pavilion with the net. In front of Cimei, the dust was like a little shame. It was very respectful and very careful, waiting for everything that happened in Changsheng Town. Said, and answered a few questions of Cimei, until the dust was asked to see the forehead is sweat, and Cimei waved his hand and motioned him down.

After watching the dusty ceremony, carefully left, Jingmei looked down and thought that Cimei did not dare to speak, but stood quietly. Until a cup of tea, Cimei suddenly asked: "Net Cheng. How do you see this?"

"Disciples..." Netted into a sigh, immediately began to speak. "Dissidents think this is a great opportunity for my Buddha to defeat Confucianism in Changsheng Town. As long as the laymen who are pouring into Changsheng Town are guided a little, the Changsheng Academy will not be able to Standing in Changsheng Town!"

"Net, you are wrong!" Cimei smashed the railroad, "completely wrong!"

"This?" Net Cheng is even more shocked, and hurriedly said: "Please also teach me to teach me!"

"The Confucianism of Changsheng Town does not need to take care of it. They have no place in Changsheng Town!" Cimei laughed. "And. Changsheng Town is the first town where my Buddha was defeated by Confucianism in the Tibetan Immortal! ”

"The disciples don't see far enough. Please also teach me to teach me!" Where does Jingcheng have the eyes of Cimei? Asked quickly.

"Net Cheng, you talk about why the Cihang brothers can prove the results? And one card is the Buddha Buddha? Why is there no success?"

"Disciples only know that if they want to prove their merits, they must cultivate good deeds. They can read Buddhist scriptures. Different good deeds can prove different Buddhas..."

"So how much good do you think Bodhisattva Buddha needs?" Cimei asked with interest.

"How do you say... Do you have a million good deeds?" Net Cheng hesitated slightly. After all, the Buddha Buddha is really far away for him.

"Hey. That's all!" Cimei sighed slightly. "The evidence is very complicated. It is not a simple good deed to explain. But if you use Confucianism to use the Yuanli nine products to measure the strength of the three continents, I am a Buddha." The Buddha's fruit can also be simply calculated with good deeds. Don't say anything else, as far as I know, the most basic indigo Buddha fruit will be worth 300,000 good fruit, and the Buddha is even indigo. Three times as many as Buddha fruit!"

"Ah? This... so much?" Net became shocked.

"Even if there are so many good deeds, it may not be able to bear fruit!" Cimei said, "It is also related to the practice, cause and effect, the Buddha's edge, the will of the believers, etc...."

"Teacher ancestors, don't say anything else, just good deeds..." Netcheng added a little calculation. "If you want to prove Buddha Buddha fruit, you have to have 90 million good deeds! Even if it is a hundred thousand longevity township people At the same time, the willingness and conviction, isn’t it enough to let the Cihang Masters prove the Buddha and Buddha?”

"Really~" Cimei nodded. "This is the reason why I let you bring the dust. I have been thinking for a long time. I really don't understand why the Cihang brothers can prove such a big Buddha."

"The disciples have already collected the records of the Buddhist scriptures and Confucianism, and even the history of the town of Changsheng Town, and did not find the reason for the ancestors of Cihang." Net Cheng said, "even according to the mouth of the townspeople of Changsheng Town." It is also difficult to determine the time when Cisheng’s ancestors appeared in Changsheng Town. Some say it is a hundred years, some say it is a thousand years, and others say it is a million years."

"In any case, the brother of Cihang has always been to Changsheng Town before! It will not leave a statue for worship in Jiang Chaoguan!" Cimei nodded.

"And the brothers of Cihang are still practicing with the practice, will it be the disciple of my Buddhism?" Net Cheng tried.

Cimei looked at the net and shook her head. "If it is a disciple, there will be no law of the Cihang! You have to doubt this."

Net became a red face and hurriedly said: "The disciple does not dare, this is just a disciple's guess."

"Well, this... involves some secrets of my Buddhism. You have never practiced in the Zen House of the Pure Land World. I am afraid that I don't know." Cimei did not blame, saying, "Even if I am, I am also in charge of the Temple of the Spirit." After that, I found these records from the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures."

"If it involves the secret of my Buddha's door, the ancestors don't have to tell the disciples!" Net is a hands folded together, very serious.

Cimei looked at the net with a smile and said: "Yes, that's true! You know, you don't want to know, I will tell you; you shouldn't know, even if you ask me, I won't Tell you! You only need to understand this today, and the results are promising."

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Net Cheng was a quiet nod, and the face that had to be white was accompanied by a kind of enlightenment.

"In fact, it is not a secret!" Net Cheng did not want to know, Cimei said seriously, "I have a lot of Buddhism, or Mahayana Buddhism, or the Hinayana Buddhism, or the Buddha."

"Yes, this disciple knows that my temple is a Tiantai sect." Net Cheng laughed. "It seems that in addition to Tantric, other sects, sects, sects, sects, sages, Zen, pure land Zong He Lu Zong also opened branches in the Tibetan continent."

“Well, it’s true!” Cimei nodded. “Before the Buddha’s light in the Pure Land world, before the Tibetan Immortal Continent, or before the formation of the 10th Buddhism, there is also a Buddhist disciple whose name is different from that of me. Shantou Tuo. The head Tuo also known as the head Tuo, the head Tuo, the head Tuo merit, that is to remove the dust and troubles. It means to abandon the greed of clothing, food, housing, etc., to cultivate the mind and body. Any monk who practices the head of the abbot, in daily life We must strictly abide by the following 12 kinds of practice rules: choose a place that is free; live a life that depends on it; eat a diet; eat one day; eat no rich or poor; do not drink in the middle; Wear a dung sweeper; always sit under the tree; sit still and sit still; live in the grave; sit still, not even hair and nails.)

"Ah? Also...and how do you practice such a painstaking practice?" Net Cheng apparently had not heard of the bitter head, and was surprised.

"Yeah, bitter torto thinks that one of the people is a bitter, and only through painstakingness can pass through the sea of ​​bitterness, but all the enjoyment of the scent will cause you to be infected with the fire of the bitter sea. When you reincarnate, you will enter the livestock road." Cimei said, "The minds of these monks have always been tenacious, and the Dharma is profound. Even the means of the demon are higher than the ordinary monks. I suspect that Cihang is a bitter."

"Hey, the disciple understands it!" Net is a bitter smile. "If my Buddha's practice of the Buddha's head is published in the world, where will there be a secular person who will be shaved? The world is afraid of hardships, and it is incredible without jealousy and marriage. Life like this, I used to use my Buddha door as a snake."

“It’s true~” Cimei nodded. “The practice of Bitterou is very good, and the monks who may practice it are very few. In the early years, they have faded out of the practice of Buddhism! Of course, I admire these bitter heads. And only their practice is the real practice, but... this practice is not conducive to the generalization of Buddha Buddhism!"

"If the ancestors of Cihang are bitter, I don't know his name, it is normal!" Net Cheng accompanied the laughter. "And, he has been practicing for many years, and the accumulation of good fruits is also very much. The pure thoughts of hundreds of thousands of people may be the last good fruit."

"So..." Cimei’s eyes were slightly stunned, one word at a time, “I’m going to help Changsheng Township people to build a golden body in Guanyin Bodhisattva in Jiangchaoguan, and help the Cihang brothers to prove their fruit!”

"Ah?" Net Cheng was shocked. "Zhuzu, this...this doesn't suit my Buddhist rule. Is it the ancestors of Cihang, and the old man has not proved it?"

"What is the Buddha's law?" Cimei smiled. "You know, I know, thousands of Buddhas know! But the villagers of Changsheng Town, as well as the good men and women who went to Jiangchao to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva know? They want to build the supreme golden body of the South without Guanyin Bodhisattva in Changsheng Town. Do I need to stop it?"

"Silk..." Net into a big breath, the eyes are round and round, and it is blurted out. "No... no gold body? Master, the golden body can only be my Buddha's card." The Buddha can only create it, even if it is the evidence of the ancestors of the Mercedes-Benz, the Guanyin Bodhisattva is not enough to certify the ten-footed golden body."

Cimei did not pay attention to the surprise of the net, and said slowly: "The brother of Cihang has never proved the fruit, and naturally he cannot cast the golden body; even if he proves the result, he can only cast the golden body of the Bazhang, which is the law of my Buddha. It’s just that it’s the mainland of Tibet’s immortals! There is no golden body in the entire Tibetan immortal continent. Now, the chance of this Buddha’s fall, how can I let it go? I have already passed the Buddha’s voice to Leiyin. The temple, for the brother of Cihang, casts on the Jiangchao view of Changsheng Town on the golden statue of the Nanwu Guanyin Bodhisattva, if there is no accident, it will be agreed by the Buddha!" ​​(To be continued.)