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Chapter 48 Bodhisattva?  Demon?

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    Yishui seems to be very well cared for by the Buddha.

    When the radiant Buddha came to the world, thousands of peach blossoms fell from the sky, and the strong fragrance overflowed, which attracted the foolish men and women from the ten miles and eight villages near Yishui Town to bow their heads, weeping with joy and almost going mad.

    "Peach blossom should be out of season, right?"

    Lin Baixuan looked at the sky, then at the magnificent temple in the distance, and stretched out his hand to catch a petal.

    He was wearing the lavender Shuoxue robe from last time, carrying a picture scroll on his back, and hanging a pen hanging from his waist, looking left and right, seeing the crowds rushing towards the direction of the Buddha's light, he couldn't help but be puzzled.

    "It's only been less than a month. How did you build such a big temple?"

    "Isn't there a Puzhao Temple in Yishui? I have seen Monk Yankong with my own eyes. He is superb in Buddhism and kind to others. He is a decent and good monk."

    "Why build another big temple? Is this to compete with Puzhao Temple for incense?"

    But in this small place of Yishui, how much incense can there be?

    Even if hundreds of households in the area snatched all the incense oil offerings from Puzhao Temple, they might not be able to support such a large temple

    "Don't go to Langya County, but it was built in Yishui Town, those monks are not afraid of starving to death!"

    Originally, he planned to go to Puzhao Temple to catch up with Monk Yankong, but Lin Baixuan changed his mind and went to the magnificent temple.

    "It's actually true?"

    In less than a month, building a temple with more than 10 acres and more than 20 buildings is an impossible task for the current social productivity.

    Xue Jinse established the Guyuan, mobilized three or four hundred monsters, and secretly transferred the Yin soldiers under the command of the King of the Wheel.  It also took more than two months, and I am still making minor repairs.

    In Lin Baixuan's guess, this temple came so strangely, either it was done by a great monk in the world, or it was a cover-up

    However, he stood in the distance and looked back and forth at the "Shantuo Temple" twice, but he still didn't see any clues.

    Suddenly the front was boiling, and someone shouted loudly: "The Buddha is on a tour!"

    From a distance, I saw the rays of light and a thousand streams of auspiciousness. An old monk in a red cassock slowly stepped out of the temple. Behind him were four middle-aged monks who kept chanting sutras, and dozens of novices kept coming out of the basket.  The petals sprinkled inside and out are all peach blossoms in full bloom, covering the ground with pink.

    Someone outside the temple prepared a white horse, and the old monk got on the horse slowly. Immediately, someone knelt on the ground, willing to be the stone on the horse.  The old monk smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to rub the top of the man's head and blessed him, and then lightly tapped his back to get on the horse.

    Lin Baixuan watched helplessly as the man trembled with joy, and even passed out with happiness

    "What a big show!"

    He frowned.

    ?He is also a monk, although Monk Yankong is a bit wordy, but his actions, words and deeds are all in the style of an eminent monk.

    But this monk, looking handsome and extraordinary, seems to be a little too extravagant.

    Lin Baixuan's heart moved, he opened his divine eyes, and glanced at the old monk.

    I saw that the old monk had auspicious clouds protecting his body on his head, Buddha light blooming all over his body, and a golden wheel ring behind his head.  He turned out to be a great monk with profound Buddhist teachings!

    Seemingly feeling something, the old monk frowned slightly, and also looked at Lin Baixuan.

    The two looked at each other, and Lin Baixuan's eyes suddenly changed.

    But seeing the vast and endless sea of ??clouds, a relic the size of a goose egg suddenly rose from the sea of ??clouds, shining brightly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden body of eight feet long, with bare feet, twirling lotus flowers with hands, and stepping on the lotus platform.  A Bodhisattva of great compassion and great wish.

    "It turned out to be a real Bodhisattva?"

    Lin Baixuan was taken aback.

    Didn't it mean that the way of heaven collapsed, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky have disappeared?

    Why is there a real Bodhisattva here?

    It's just that there are countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Vajras in the Western Paradise. The last chapter of "Journey to the West" alone records hundreds of them.  .

    The Bodhisattva's golden body leaned slightly, looked at Lin Baixuan with compassionate eyes, and said with a smile: "It turns out that he is an official from the underworld. The poor monk is so polite!"

    "If you happen to pass by on an errand, the Bodhisattva is free!"

    The Bodhisattva was startled suddenly, and smiled again: "Since the messenger travels between the two worlds, the poor monk is about to ask the messenger for someone"

     The dialogue between the two is based on spiritual consciousness.  The Bodhisattva's voice became softer and softer. Lin Baixuan listened intently, and gradually felt a little confused, as if there were countless people around, talking about something.

    Listen carefully, and the countless voices are chanting a scripture.

    "With immeasurable metaphors, illuminate the Dharma and enlighten all living beings. If a person suffers, hates old age, sickness and death, in order to talk about Nirvana, he will end all suffering"

    Lin Baixuan was puzzled, what exactly is this Bodhisattva going to do?

    Don't you want to inquire about something?  Why did it suddenly become chanting?

    He was a little impatient, and was about to say hello and quit the spiritual conversation.  Suddenly, my heart was shaken, and I saw the sky full of white clouds suddenly turned black, and the powerful voices like Hong Zhong Dalu came from all directions: "You still haven't converted?"

    There are echoes everywhere in the world, "Return to Take refuge Take refuge"

    "I take refuge in your size!"

    Lin Baixuan was furious, and suddenly withdrew his consciousness. With a wave of his sleeves, a gust of wind was blown up, sending all the pilgrims and believers far away.  Staring at the old monk covetously, he shouted: "Who the hell are you? Why did you plot against me?"

    The expression of the old monk became extremely stunned at this moment, and he asked in surprise: "Who are you? You can get rid of my illusion of rebirth?"

    Lin Baixuan snorted, and said coldly: "I was mistaken. At first I thought you were a real Bodhisattva, but I didn't expect you to be a demon heretic!"

    "Evil heretics?" The old monk said with a chuckle, "The poor monk is an upright and upright Buddhist enlightened person. Forgive me, you little devil in the underworld, and I have never heard of the poor monk's name! It's just that I didn't expect you to be able to get rid of the poor monk's wonderful way of rebirth.  , it really surprised the poor monk!"

    "Buddhism is upright?" Lin Baixuan sneered, "Knowing that I am a patrolman of the underworld, but unexpectedly attacking me when I come up, is this what you call upright?"

    "Besides, since the collapse of the heavens, the gods and Buddhas in the sky have long disappeared. How dare you pretend to be a Buddha, you will be punished!"

    "The underworld should belong to me in the west. The poor monk is kind enough to help you, don't be ignorant of praise!"

    Lin Baixuan was too lazy to argue with him, so he sneered and slapped him.

    The old monk had a look of disdain on his face, and the sleeves of his robe spread out, instantly covering the sky and covering the sun, and facing Lin Baixuan as a hood.

    "I don't know how to live or die!"

    Suddenly, I saw a ray of blue light rushing straight into the sky, and a huge vortex visible to the naked eye was set off in the sky. The wind and thunder rolled, and suddenly emitted infinite murderous aura, like a giant pillar reaching the sky, reaching up to the sky and descending to the underworld.

    There was a thunderous explosion, the old monk's expression changed drastically, he hurriedly flew back, looked down, but saw that his large robe sleeve was shattered by a palm, and the pieces fell down one after another.

    "It's you!"

    With one arm bare, the old monk was in an unspeakable embarrassment, but his face was terribly gloomy, and he said word by word: "It turns out that you were the one who killed Hong Jinbailian's avatar!"

    "Hong Jin's white lotus avatar?" Lin Baixuan frowned, "Who are you?"

    The old monk shook his arm, and the sleeves of his robe returned to their original shape in an instant, and he said proudly: "The poor monk is coming!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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