Legend of the Cultivation God

"Baye Linglong Jing?" The old monk heard and heard, not surprised, the razor in his hand was even more embarrassing, and the exit was a series of words that Xiao Hua seemed to understand, just like the tone of just praying.

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly: "Elders, I came from the mainland of Tibet, I don't know the words of the Pure Land world. If there is anything for the elders, please come slowly!"

"Nan no Maitreya Buddha..." The old monk said with a long sigh of relief and respectfully said, "The poorness is really a bit overjoyed! I lost my calmness and let the Buddha laugh. I have a small temple, although This is waiting for the coming of the Buddha in the future. At the same time, it also prepares a Buddhist scripture and a Buddhist scripture for the Buddha, and even has a relic for worship. It is true that the "Bai Ye Ling Jing Jing", which is cultivated by the future Buddha, is not in it! The name of this Buddhist scripture is not even recorded in the Pure Land World Buddhist scriptures. Only my Xiaoling Temple has been passed down from mouth to mouth. The Lord Buddha has the ninth century to practice this practice. Naturally, it is indeed my Xiaoling Temple waiting for it. The future Buddha Lord."

The old monk paused for a moment, and took a long breath. It seemed to calm his feelings before he said: "The Buddha can have such a chance. If he has not shaved, he will become a Buddha relic. How can she redress? What? What? Buddha... Buddha... Tuo Lili??"

Until then, the old monk was shocked like a dream, and the dry lips were so powerful that he couldn't hold the razor anymore. When he let go, the razor fell to the ground.

Xiao Hua lifted his hand, and the razor floated up, and it flew to the hand of the old monk.

Then there is a series of words that Xiaohua is difficult to understand, from the mouth of the old monk, and during the speech. The old monk fell on the futon and slammed several heads. Looking at the ecstasy of the old monk, Xiao Hua’s heart is both proud and joyful, and can bring hope to the old man, regardless of his size.

Seeing that the burning incense on the incense box is about to go out, Xiao Hua hurriedly reminded: "Elders, the nine scent of the Buddha will be extinguished..."

"It's okay!" the old monk said with ease. "The former disciple was worried before the soup pond. Even the disciples were prepared to shave the Buddha before the incense stick went out. But now it is necessary to shave for the Buddha, this kind of worldly If the incense is not worthy, let it burn out slowly! This is my Buddha's arrangement!"

It seems that I am afraid that Xiao Hua does not understand. The old monk explained: "The razor of the world, the scent of the world, is the shaving of the sacred skin, the shaving of the true Buddha. It is the sorghum that saves the Buddha, even the Buddha." Qualification, the incense stick will be the glazed scented oil of my Buddha Leiyin Temple, and the razor is also the dusty silk of my Buddha Leiyin Temple. Hey, this is the record within the Buddhist scriptures. How many people can cultivate the Buddha's relic? How can the Buddha relics have no shavings? For the Buddha's relic, I don't know how to shave more than the body... How much has it surpassed? The Buddha has already abandoned the flesh before entering the Buddhist temple, and it is really gratifying!"

"This..." Xiao Hua listened. It was a bit ridiculous. It was just a lazy way to avoid it. It suddenly coincided with some of the secrets of the Buddha. He touched his nose and really wanted to talk to the old monk. Whether it is the Buddha's relic, or the body's shaving, it is only the shaving, the Buddha's life will be the same, then the Buddha's relic and the body itself are equal.

It is a pity that Xiao Hua’s words cannot be said by some old monks who have lost their words. Only when the old monk’s emotions are slightly calmer, or in this life, there is no chance to talk to the old monk.

This time is longer than the time spent last time, the old monk's words are orderly: "Buddha Lord, if so, the Buddha's shaving should actually be personally hosted by the Buddha of the present in Leiyin Temple. The disciple is shallow. If you are shaving for the Buddha, I am afraid that it will provoke the Buddha to be unhappy and affect the practice of the Buddha!"

"Nothing~" Xiao Hua smiled and said, "I know Leiyin Temple, but Leiyin Temple does not know me. I want to find the Buddha, but the Buddha does not want to find me! If it can not be shaved, it affects me. The cultivation, the elders, is the Buddha more guilty of you?"

"Oh, the Buddha said it is reasonable!" The old monk smiled a little. "I am a secret lord... and the future Buddha and Leiyin Temple are both Buddhas, but after all... forget it, disciple does not say, disciple Nowadays, it’s natural to get the good fruit for the Buddha’s master, and it’s very beneficial to the disciple’s future practice. The disciples thank the Lord Buddha!”

Said, the old monk respectfully once again rushed to Xiao Hua Shi Li, Xiao Hua smiled and raised his hand to help the old monk, said: "The elders have been practicing here for a hundred years, and now it is this time when the retreat of this seat, this is The elders should have gotten it! If it is ok, this seat is willing to bring this honor to all the small Linglong Temple!"

"The disciple on behalf of my little Linglong Temple thanks to the Buddha's gift!" The old monk was overjoyed and sighed with joy. "The original disciple must explain to the Buddha after the Buddha's shaving, since the Buddha has now refining the Buddha's relic, Buddha. The Lord only used the relics in the Buddha's side of the temple of Xiaoling Temple, which is the glory of my little Linglong Temple!"

"What??" Xiao Hua was shocked. It was almost unbelievable. "It will be a gift to you who will refine your relics? Is it the glory of you?"

"Not bad! This is the case. The Buddha Lord only wants to integrate these relics into the Buddha's relics of the Buddha's Lord. It is the greatest gift to me!" The old monk is very sure. "After the disciples are shaved for the Buddha, the disciples will Going west, I also asked the Buddha to cremate the corpses of the disciples, and the relics in the middle also invited the Buddha to use them. The disciples can wait for the Lord of Buddha in this life, can shave for the Buddha, and let the relics of the Buddha and the Buddha of the Buddha merge into one, Buddha The Lord's Buddha light can refine the martial arts of the disciples, and the disciples will be able to prove the Buddha's fruit with the unemployed heart after the reincarnation."

"It turns out!" Xiao Hua was somewhat aware of it, but hesitated. "I have never read the Buddhist scriptures. I have seen the practice of vigorously practicing the King Kong body. It is the selfishness of swallowing others to reinforce themselves. It is difficult. Isn’t the Buddha’s relic that is not costing different from this cruel cultivation?”

"There is an essential difference in nature!" The old monk smiled and explained. "The specificity of the inner, the Buddha only knows the Buddhist scriptures on the side of the main hall." The strong King Kong body is the place to cultivate my Buddhist guards, only with the help of relics. Gong, not to eliminate the industry of relics, is a big force. Dad does not know that the Buddha masters the geometry of my Buddha, the indigo, the sage, the king, the king, the arhat, the bodhisattva, the Buddha In addition to bodhisattvas and Buddhas, Buddhas and Buddhas can eliminate the shackles of sin, and use the Buddha's Supreme God to help the world to practice. The other five kinds of Buddhas and fruits can only be borrowed with the King Kong Buddha!"

"Not necessarily ~" Xiao Hua's suspicion is immediately born, and I don't feel secretly from the abdomen. "The relics can help the golden body to cultivate. It is known to the Buddhist monks. Can you cultivate a few sorghums of Buddha and Buddha?" The effect, how many can know? Eliminate the karma of the relics, help people to practice after the world ... is not necessarily their swearing words!"

However, seeing this old monk so devout, Xiao Hua did not dare to say anything to stimulate him. Of course, Xiao Hua is only a suspicion. He has not studied the Dharma and has not eliminated the secrets of the relics. The Buddhas are the way to practice with the Tao. Who can say that there is no such magical power to help others through the world. What?

During the speech, the old monk swayed and swayed, and it seemed to be unstable.

"Elders..." Xiao Hua hurriedly wanted to hold the old monk and shouted.

"The time for the disciples to stay in the dust is not much! Please ask the Buddha to pity the disciples, and let the disciples have the privilege of shaving the Buddha's relics into the Tantrics..." The old monk hurriedly waved his hands, and some of them were out of breath.

"Good~" Xiaohua saw that he was already the last wish of the old monk, and he did not dare to neglect. He took his forehead and the Buddha relic came out from the mud pill palace, waiting for the four-foot golden body to hold the water bottle. In the air, wearing a million Buddha figure into the air, "Amitabha, good 哉 ~" mouth Buddha, face full of solemnity and kindness.

"The rumble..." The world is shaking, the wind is changing, the wind is shaking, the wind is rising, the wind is blowing, the sky is blown high, and the clouds are high in the sky. The middle layer was cut off. The wind is getting bigger and bigger, it seems that there are small holes in the mid-air of thousands of miles. It seems that the power of infinite faith flows out of these small holes, like a waterfall, and it is full of turbulence. Xueshan, a small Linglong Temple that can’t afford to fall, fell.

"This...this is..." The old monk was shocked again, because with the power of many beliefs, the storm fell, and the blossoming ceiling covered the entire snow-capped mountains, one by one in a seamless sky. Kneeling on the Xiaoling Temple, or bounced back, or sang softly, the whole hall was scattered that day. A sturdy Tianlong also roared, swimming around the small Linglong Temple.

The effect of Nanbiao Guanyin Bodhisattva in Changsheng Town was too shocking. Under the impetus of Buddhism disciples, the worship of Guanyin was unstoppable and diffused throughout the Tibetan Immortals. These pure beliefs should be slowly poured. The Buddha relics in Xiaohua can be banned by the congenital gods. The power of these beliefs has not been collected by Xiao Hua in time. It has already condensed into a very terrible degree. Now the Buddha relics are in the pure land world, and the power of faith gathers. The sound is naturally extraordinary, and the vision created is even worse! In the past, Xiao Hua sacrificed the Buddha's relic in Heiyunling. This is the case.

But fortunately, this is the pure land world, but the Buddha's mainland, where the Buddha's light shines, there are many people who have achieved Buddha's fruit. The power of this belief is certainly eye-catching, and the people do what they do or bow down. Or, ringing the bell to celebrate, but no one came to see and disturb...

Ps: You are happy with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and today you have a more chapter.