Plundering the Heavens

"Is it too found?"

Fang Xing drank a night of wine, coupled with indulgence, no effort to refine, but also had a little bit of wine, but after hearing the voice of the big cousin, but on time, wake up, no moment, no wine, no My heart was slightly excited. I only heard the big cousin continue. "After the sign is sent out, I also let the people of our family keep inspecting the unannounced visits, but they have never had any results. No one thought of it. Yesterday, the Buddha of the Pure Land Temple. When the disciples came, they knew that there was a similar ancient scripture in their hands..."

"Are they willing to change?"

Fangxing was alert and asked urgently.

"They refused to hand over the volume of ancient scriptures to us, but said that they are going to see you, little bastard. You should be careful. The position of the other side of the temple is extraordinary in the pure land, not lost to the top ten ancients, but they are also in charge. Gongde spectrum, recording the merits and deeds of all practitioners in the Pure Land, even the top ten ancient gods need to be recognized by them, and their merits will reach a certain number, and they will be proud of the achievements of Luohan and Bodhisattva. No matter what they say, they have to be careful, never let go..."

The big cousin was extremely careful and kept reminding him.

"Well, I knew there was no collapse, according to beat him!"

It was a matter of great importance, and I agreed to it, and asked a few more questions before I took up the jade.

The other side of the temple?

The name also made Fang Fang could not help but frown!

Listening to the big cousin, this other side of the temple seems to be a special existence on the pure land. It is not within the top ten ancient nationalities, but it is highly respected. The overall strength is not necessarily strong, but it is in charge of the pure land. The merits of the life of the people, on the merits and debens, after a certain merit, can be called Luohan, Bodhisattva fruit, and this is also a Chinese side, once called the pure land master for the origin of Luo Han, Bodhisattva and so on. Those who can get this result, all of them are top-notch arrogance, equivalent to a column of Chinese Tao...

That volume is too high and not biased. It turned out to be in their hands!

Fang Fang couldn't help but frowned. After a long time, he made up his mind. No matter who he came from, Tai Shang Jing always wanted it.

"The Taoist. Outside the Zhaimen in the south, there is a monk who meets..."

During the meditation, there was suddenly a robbery disciple who was on duty outside, but he couldn’t help but be shocked.

"So fast?"

I was rushed to bring the monk to come, and the party went straight out of the palace hall, looking down, but seeing a few hills, above the mountain trail, there were two robbers and disciples with a skinny The shadows walked slowly, and he showed his eyes. He saw that he was a man wearing a black robes. His age was not really cut, he felt dark skin, his body was not fluctuating, and he even seemed to be a person without cultivation, but he had a strange atmosphere. All the way, almost into the night.

"The pure land of the other side of the temple, Xiaohui Huiyue, I have seen the North Ming family Fanghang Luohan..."

I met in the palace, and the monk did not sit in the opposite side of the chair. Sitting straight on the floor, whispered.

"Rohan?"

Fang Xing originally wanted to ask the Taishang directly. Once I heard this title, I couldn’t help but pick my eyebrows.

The monk said faintly: "Fang Zhenren has 100,000 merits on the merits list. Since the real estate of Kandy, if the real person is willing to inherit the Buddha's business, and to establish a million merits, it is a Buddha's ancestor. But only see if there is a bodhi in the side of the road!"

"What's the mess..."

Fang Fang directly frowned. Open the door and see the mountain road: "The big monk, don't talk nonsense, is the Shangkejing in your hands?"

The monk was not angry, and his face was calm: "The two Xuanzangs have descended the land before, and I have also visited the other side of the temple. The Buddha in the temple is in a cave, and I have a volume of books. The original book is strange. Very, it is a Buddha. It can only be understood, and it cannot be dictated. However, a month ago, the situation changed, and the law of obscurity was dissipated, so the Buddha finally could tell the story. We also know that he has this kind of creation, take this opportunity to exchange business with Luohan..."

"A month ago, wasn't it because I had misinformed the scriptures and disturbed the laws in the dark?"

Fang Fang couldn't help but stay asleep, secretly pondering and looking at the monk: "How do you prove that it is what I want?"

The monk quietly said: "The mixed elements are all made up, and the big ones are one hundred hearts and one heart..."

"Yes, it is it!"

Fang Fang’s gaze, he practiced the Taishang Danjing, and he was in the midst of the identity of the Taoist monks, and he was able to discern the authenticity of Taishang’s authenticity. In the sentence of the righteousness, it has already touched. In a word, this is the true scripture. It has even been faintly guessed that this volume is too much for the scriptures of the practitioners.

And this is also in line with his previous conjecture.

Too much to go through the nine classics, to transform the spirit, to induce, to die, is to use the foundation for the practice of foundation.

In the middle of the break, the two classics, the first is the Wufa, the second is the body law, it is the use of fighting the law, in addition to this, there is still a lack of a practice for the practice of spiritual practitioners. It should be that this part is too...

"Well, big monk, let's open the skylight and say something!"

Fang Xing sighed and said directly: "Give me the verse, you want to change something, I will give it to you!"

After listening to the words, the monk smiled slightly and whispered: "I don't know what Rohan wants to use for this verse?"

Fang Xing glanced at him and said with no expression: "The ten hills are inseparable, I will give you all!"

The monk sighed and said: "Xuan Zhuang's own self-sufficiency, forcibly occupying the territory, and forcing the creation, but not the beauty, these ten mountains are also the blood of Luo Han, the other side of the blood, the other side is not willing to win people The beauty, Luo Han can stay in the hands!"

"I am not satisfied, this is..."

Fang line eyes narrowed down, suddenly took out his storage bag, and went down to the ground, whispering: "The big monk, Xiaoye, my magic weapon is not much, but there are many, There are a lot of rare things inside, and there are even a lot of even I have no time to go into the detailed research, you pick it, I like it except the dragon knife, other things you want to take away!"

I saw the pearl treasure of this place, the amazing magic weapon, and even this stunned look could not help but flash a bit, quite moving, but he finally shook his head and said: "The person who was born, not outside Things, these magic weapons are good, but unfortunately they are not Buddhist!"

"The eyes are quite high..."

Fang Xing smashed his teeth and sighed helplessly. He said, "I have a five-volume scripture, change your volume, can you?"

"Ugh……"

The monk sighed and seemed to be somewhat sorry. He said: "There is no way to go to the top of the scriptures. It is a treasure for the practitioners. Before that, the disciples of the other side of the temple can get a roll. It is already a creation. If you can get five more volumes, It’s a big blessing, but it’s a pity that Buddhism’s philosophy is different, and the Taoist sacred volume is no better. After all, it’s not the pursuit of a disciple. These five volumes are too classic, and Luohan still keeps it!”

"Even if you don't want this, what do you want for this group of monks? What about the lion?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but feel a bit resentful. He took out these three things, but each piece is completely enough to change the volume too much. Even if it is too much, the two rolls are afraid to be exchanged. However, the monk refused to agree, and made his heart anger rise. The goodwill of the monk fell to a minimum. He resisted anger and whispered: "All three are for you, OK?"

Unexpectedly, however, the monk shook his head and screamed.

"This is forcing me to kill..."

Fang Xing’s eyes were cold and cold. Suddenly, he took several scriptures from his arms, and one of them was placed in front of this monk.

The monk who was chanting the first chanting suddenly raised his head and his eyes widened, staring at the scriptures in the hands of Fang Xing.

"The buddha view thoughts..."

"If I smell the book..."

"Plain..."

"The light is burning the magic..."

The scriptures of one book and one book were taken out and placed in front of the monks. Every time they put one, they read a name, and every time he recited a name, the body of the monk trembled, and his eyes were almost To ignite the fire, it seems that I can't restrain myself. I can't wait to hold these scriptures in my arms. I look at the eyes of the party. It is also a fear and awe. It seems that I have never thought of it anyway. It’s scary to take out so many treasures that are so precious to Buddha’s disciples.

"You... these scriptures, where did you come from..."

This monk almost exhausted all the self-control, and then barely controlled himself to ask this sentence.

"Where do you care where I came from, use these verses to change the scriptures, is it worth it?"

Fang Xing eyes are indifferent, staring at the monk who is excited to be self-sustaining.

"Rohan, you have 100,000 merits, not only have these Buddhist buddies, why not add these literary works to my other temples, and add merits? With this offering, Xiaoxuan can conclude that Luohan will become a junior. The first person to get the name of a real Buddha..."

The monk was so excited that he suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeves of the square.

"I offer you uncle..."

The square line was speechless, and he opened his sleeve and frowned. "I just want to exchange the volume for the scriptures. Can you give it?"

He has grasped seven points, and these scriptures are taken out, and they do not believe that the monk is not tempted.

But he never imagined that after the expression on the face of the man passed through such unbearable, painful, tangled, desperate and even cold, he finally closed his eyes, his lips seemed to tremble, and he did not want to say the following words. However, with great perseverance, he forced himself to say: "These Buddhist books, each of them is invaluable to my other temple, but ... don't change!"

"Not even changing..."

Fang Xing was also shocked, and the anger rose. He grabbed the collar of the monk and shouted: "Scarred vulture, can you play me? If you don't change it, then you can come to me." What? Or, what the **** do you want to change?"

"I change..."

The monk was also full of pain, but he still pointed his finger at one place and directly let the party be shocked. (To be continued.)

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