Practicing magical skills by mistake will cause chaos in the world

No, is this the great devil’s “no” seriousness?

Yes, is that what you mean?

Shi Feizhe was completely numb!

He was stunned as if he had received a slap in the face.

Damn it, why are the monks in this world so coquettish!

"Great demons are present in every corner of the world of color, not only among men, but also among women, and among all sentient beings."

"Therefore, the Buddha set down precepts for us to abide by. We must abstain from sex, killing, alcohol, and meat, but he left the wisdom grass with us so that we can realize prajna!"

"My Buddha is compassionate! Namo Amitabha!"

"The donor does not want the wisdom grass. As long as he sincerely shows his sincerity to the Buddha, the poor monk will share the wisdom grass with the donor for free." After the monk finished smoking, he said to Shi Feizhe expectantly.

"..."

Niang Xipi, you bald donkey is still selling cigarettes!

Hiss... Tobacco is a hugely profitable industry. No wonder all the bald donkeys in the world are so rich.

"Monk! The other monks all wear gold and silver, and build huge temples. Why are you so poor?" Shi Feizhe did not answer his words, but teased.

"Because the poor monk is honest."

"How can an honest person say he is honest?"

"Other brothers will brag about Dharma conchs, but the poor monk is stupid, so the poor monk is relatively poor."

"Who is Fa Luo?" Shi Feizhe said.

Now that he knows that all bald donkeys in this world are horse bugs, Shi Feizhe doesn't pretend anymore!

He decided to treat others with sincerity. He is also an experienced driver!

He has seen more jokes than Bald Donkey has seen Buddhist scriptures.

"..."

Liao Chen was stunned by Shi Feizhe's rhetorical question.

After a while, he said honestly: "The "Golden Light Sutra: Compliments" says: 'Blow the Dharma conch, beat the Dharma drum, burn the Dharma torch, and the rain will be better than the Dharma rain.'"

"So, Fa Luo is not who!"

"Oh!" Shi Feizhe looked at Bald Donkey's stern answer and found it boring, so he prepared to continue regulating his breathing and Qi.

The most important thing about martial arts is perseverance, every little bit of it every day, and then the water will turn into the sea!

"Donor!" In the darkness, Liao Chen sat on the doorframe for a while and suddenly said.

"Um?"

"The donor is not a member of my Samana family. He has naturally seen women before." Liao Chen said hesitantly: "Is Sui Nai really happy?"

"Oh?" Shi Feizhe looked up at the honest monk and said, "Why don't you try it yourself."

"Buddha doesn't allow it!" Liao Chen shook his head and said.

"That's right, there is peace and harmony in the world, and I will live up to the Tathagata and I will live up to you!" Shi Feizhe said: "Since you have become a monk, don't think about these things. Don't you think that those who have many wives and concubines also become monks? "

"The donor is wrong!" The honest monk shook his head and said.

"What's wrong!"

"There really is a perfect Dharma in this world, and I will live up to the Tathagata and I will live up to you!"

"Then why don't you go fix it?"

"But you have to be exploded by them first! The poor monk can't bear this kind of pain."

"Huh?" Shi Feizhe was stunned.

What's the meaning?

"Senior brother from Jian Se Sect also came here to place orders." Liao Chen said honestly.

Is this a small place like yours worthy of being called a pending order?

And you, a monk, have actually met the demonic monks from the Jianse Sect, so you deserve to be called an honest person!

"Do you think it's not worth it to have to be exploded just to suck it?" Shi Feizhe thought about it for a while and understood what Chen meant.

"Amitabha! This poor monk is devoted to the Buddha!" ​​Liao Chen recited the Buddha's name in the darkness and denied it.

"Haha..." Shi Feizhe laughed and was not prepared to pay attention to this honest monk who was duplicitous and had treacherous intentions but no courage.

"Secondly, those who have wives and concubines come to be monks not just to be monks." Liao Chen saw that Shi Feizhe did not speak, but continued:

"I heard my senior brother from the White Bone Sect said that those people are Mojie monks, people who stay at home and become monks."

White Bone Sect? You, a monk, know a lot of people!

Of course, it is also possible that the inns in Kongtongshanji are too expensive.

"Monk Mojie?" Shi Feizhe asked.

"The Vimalakīrti Sutra says that Vimalakīrti was a rich man in Vaishali, ancient India. He had a rich family and many servants. However, he was diligent in studying and practicing devoutly, and he was able to get along with each other without dwelling on his appearance. Those who face the situation without being born into it and achieve the holy fruit are called Bodhisattvas.”

"Mojie Monk is a monk who imitates Vimalakirti and practices at home." Liao Chen explained.

"My family is rich, I have a lot of wives and concubines, and I love women, but am I a good Bodhisattva?" Shi Feizhe couldn't help but say.

"Well... the donor is really a man of great wisdom." Liao Chen did not expect Shi Feizhe to sum up Vimalakirti in one sentence.

"What great wisdom, but I have seen too much green tea."

"Donor! The poor monk is confused about something, please give me some help."

Xu Shi hadn't talked so much with anyone for a long time, and Xu Shi had a more interesting chat with Shi Feizhe.

Liao Chen expressed the doubts in his heart: "Although this temple is small, every brick was brought by a poor monk for alms. Every beam was cut and moved by a poor monk himself. It took a lot of hard work. It’s hard, but not as good as those senior brothers.”

"They don't abide by the precepts, don't study the Dharma, are uneducated, and cheat. But they wear gold and silver, are free and unrestrained, and live a better life than me."

"They saw that I was poor, and they pointed at me and said I was stupid!"

"The poor monk is confused. Is the Buddhist scripture wrong?"

After listening to the questions in Chen Chen's heart, Shi Feizhe generally understood.

To put it simply, other monks were driving Land Rovers, which made him feel sad. It's just that he can't learn how others deceive others, and he doesn't want to betray his own ass. Therefore, I feel distressed.

"Why did you become a monk?" Shi Feizhe decided to ask him the purpose of becoming a monk first.

"Of course it's to live a better life!" Liao Chen said naturally.

"Well... you are indeed an honest monk!"

Shi Feizhe didn't expect Chen to be so frank.

Indeed, whether you worship Buddha or become a monk, you all hope to live a better life!

No one wants to live a worse life by worshiping Buddha, and no one wants to live a worse life by becoming a monk.

"The world is in turmoil, and it's not that easy to live a good life!"

"This poor monk also knows this. The poor monk has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but he has only seen the true cultivation and the most wonderful method! He can only live in this small temple." Monk Liaochen said with a sigh.

The small temple is like his status in the world, dispensable.

Only those who have no choice will come here.

Perhaps, Liao Chen is here, day after day, with questions in his heart, until one day he dies.

Jianghu is not very friendly to people at the bottom.

Shi Feizhe thought for a moment, was silent for a while and said, "How many scriptures have you read?"

"Eight hundred and twenty-five!" Liao Chen said silently.

"In that case, why don't you write one yourself?"

"Why do you have to follow other people's ways? Why do you have to care about other people's opinions? Why do you have to follow other people's laws?"

"You should have your own law!"

"Being a monk will not bring you the happiness of becoming a Buddha and becoming an ancestor!" Shi Feizhe said.

"But... the poor monk doesn't have the courage!" Liao Chen said honestly.

"The poor monk is an honest man!"

The results of this book were so good that I felt baffled. The comment section has also become inexplicably sharp, but I will continue to stick to my own ideas and continue to write freely! Gua!