Supreme Daddy

"Little novice monk, do you recognize me?"

Ling Yun's tone full of Buddhist sounds shook the small world. His figure sat cross-legged in the air, with ninety-nine and eighty-one Buddhas fainting behind him!

There is a Buddha in Putuo Temple, but it is just a statue. It is just a kind of belief. It is similar to martial arts and Buddhism. Master Xuankong cannot distinguish between true and false. It is too ridiculous.

"Buddha? Buddha? It's impossible, I don't believe it!" His words were very fierce, but in his heart he believed it ninefold, just with a tough-talking attitude.

"Why, this emperor can't be a Buddha? Isn't your Dharma very profound? That's what you say."

Buddha is deception, and the Dharma is debate. If you have deceived the people in the world, you are a Buddha. If you have deceived the people in the world, you will obtain the Dharma!

Lingyun's Buddhist music has occupied Master Xuankong's heart. He has to believe that no one in Putuo Temple can achieve such orthodox Buddhist music. What a huge irony.

"No, no, this must be your illusion, broken!"

The more Master Xuankong thought about it, the more absurd it became, so he began to believe that it was not true.

Putuo Temple has studied ancient times for many years. Since the destruction of ancient times, there has been no true Buddha in the twelve realms.

But!

How could the Lingyun in front of him, as the Supreme Lord, be a Buddha? How could he be righteous and achieve the status of a Buddha!

Following Master Xuankong's air-cleaving martial arts, visible fluctuations in the air flew towards the tall Ling Yun.

Ling Yun frowned and said seriously: "Treason!"

He used a Buddhist magical power, the Thousand-Handed Buddha Palm, but Master Xuankong's martial arts was so weak that he himself was pinned to the ground.

A terrifying paw print is in the ground!

Master Xuankong flashed out again in an instant, took a big breath, and shouted: "Fake!"

immediately!

He was shining golden again, and his physical skills more than doubled.

Ling Yun smiled. If he doesn't shed tears until he sees the coffin, some people are just mean!

"A~Mi~Tuo~Buddha!"

A ten-thousand-character Buddha seal with dozens of Buddha haloes floated out from Lingyun's mouth.

boom!

Master Xuankong's eyes widened, and the corner of his mouth bleeds under absolute defense. His internal organs were shocked. This is true, the Supreme Lord is a true Buddha!

"Bow down to my Buddha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

He chose to kneel down. Monks must bow when they see the Buddha. This is their belief.

"Don't you doubt it?"

Although Master Xuankong surrendered, Ling Yun still wanted to show his hand again. His Buddhist power reached its peak, and all the Buddhas behind him were fully revealed.

"this…"

Master Xuankong trembled again and knelt on the ground not listening to the fight. What did he see? The ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas in ancient times, the light of Buddha Bodhi, was the inheritance, which meant that the Supreme Lord was the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas.

"Ahem, my Buddha is merciful, and the little novice monk is offended."

"So? How? Little monk, is this emperor evil?" Ling Yun asked seriously again!

Master Xuankong's body trembled, he was sweating profusely and was speechless. The Supreme Lord was a Buddha, but he killed people like crazy. The people he killed were not only bad people, so his junior brother's death should be the same.

"For thousands of years, this emperor has been searching for an answer, what is good? What is evil? Now you can tell me, why do people who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality lose their conscience and massacre innocent people? One is regarded as a demon, but he has Charity!”

Facing Ling Yun's questioning, Master Xuankong remained silent. He was not worthy of speaking to a Buddha.

"My Buddha, the young monk is wrong. The two paths of good and evil cannot be generalized. I need to be taught."

"Good and evil cannot be generalized. This is popular, Buddha's mind? Have you seen it?" Ling Yun shook his head and smiled!

The golden Buddha's heart on his body showed everything, which made Master Xuankong puzzled. How could the Supreme Lord be the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas? Have an extremely noble Buddha mind?

Who to ask?

No one knows. Everything in the ancient times has been settled. Perhaps only the last of the top ten ancient artifacts, the Dust Bead, knows about that past.

"My Buddha is merciful, but the world is ignorant, and this little monk is helpless. I have offended many people before."

Master Xuankong began to get excited. Who could be as lucky as him to meet the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas? Thinking of his previous attitude towards the Supreme Lord, he wanted to slap himself to death.

"Haha, no, no, no, you can treat me as an ordinary person. I am not the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas. I am just a murderous and arrogant person."

"The little monk has eyes but doesn't recognize the true Buddha. It's a waste that I have eyes. It's okay if I don't want them!"

The words have fallen!

Master Xuankong actually blinded himself, just for the sake of Buddhism, to apologize to the Buddha, and to make amends to the Supreme Lord.

"Yes, you are indeed blind, but it has nothing to do with your eyes. Your heart is blinded. Everything you do is wrong, isn't it?"

"My disciple understands such a simple Buddhist teaching. I am the Buddha. I have a question that I have yet to answer. Please help me."

"explain!"

"Buddha, at this moment I have an unclear dilemma. How can I understand the right and wrong minds? Where should I put my Buddha mind?"

"The greatest simplicity, do whatever you want. As for your heart? Where is it? Why can't I see it at all!"

Master Xuankong’s Buddhist heart? Yes, Lingyun's implication is that if it is placed in an incorrect place, even the Buddha cannot see it.

"Disciple understands!"

Master Xuankong’s ability to understand is quite strong. Wherever the heart is, it will be there. It is true that the true Buddha understands the truth and has a lot of Buddhist dharma left.

"Remember, a saint sometimes raises his sword. It depends on who he is aiming his sword at. Buddha also has fire, and there are many things that he cannot tolerate."

Ling Yun told him a lot and opened a road through Buddha for Master Xuankong.

A word that wakes up the dreamer!

Master Xuankong suddenly had a sudden enlightenment!

"Haha, this is Buddhism, this is the true Buddha, Putuo Temple? Hahaha!"

The blood from his eyes was stained on his cheeks, but at this moment he was the most excited and happy, laughing and talking to himself.

"Little novice monk, I don't bother to kill you. You can go back, but you must keep your mouth shut about everything about me. Monks must keep their word."

"No, no, no, I am Buddha, please accept me, accept me, my disciple is willing to be your handyman monk."

Master Xuankong kowtowed, his tone full of sorrow.

"Buddha? Demon? Human? Immortal?"

Ling Yun laughed. He is a demon, a true Buddha, a sinner, and an immortal. I wonder if Xuan Kong knows these and will come to eliminate demons and defend the way!

"Disciples are willing to devote themselves to the Buddha."

"Amitabha, go back!" Ling Yun refused again!

"Brother...disciple..."

Master Xuankong can no longer sense any aura from Ling Yun.

Ling Yun, who has left the small world, is calm and calm!

"Aha, it's daddy!" The little guy smiled happily.

"Emperor!"

Everyone in Shenfeng was surprised again and again. When he came out, it meant that Master Xuankong was defeated. However, the sad faces of the gods reappeared, which offended Putuo Temple even more!

"Impossible, how could Master Xuankong be defeated!" Murong Taishan shook his head and said.

Ancestor Shangguan’s face twitched!

As soon as Master Xuankong came out, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "Please ask the Supreme Lord to accept this young monk as his disciple."

"Go back!" Ling Yun shook his head again and refused, feeling a little unhappy.

Everyone was so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat, Master Xuankong? They are blind and want to worship the emperor as their teacher. Who will tell them what happened in the small world!

Murong Taishan and Shangguan Patriarch, two bad old men, were trembling.

Although Master Xuankong cannot see it, his spiritual consciousness is still there. He knows that Ling Yun is displeased and can only kowtow!

"Papa, what's wrong with him?" the little guy asked weakly, a little afraid of the blind Master Xuankong.

Beibei said: "The old bald donkey must have been blinded by the Buddha's light."

"What the little donor said is true." Master Xuankong smiled slightly.

"Aha, that's it, just take more medicine and you'll be fine." The little guy replied with a sweet voice.

Master Xuankong shook his head. If his mind is blind, what's the use of having eyes. If his mind is clear, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have eyes!