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Lingshan Buddha Land, the Buddha's voice is ethereal.
The cloud-shrouded Daleiyin Temple is magnificent and full of saintly aura.
All the monks raised their heads one by one, the three thousand arhats closed their eyes and meditated, and the Bodhisattva stood and sat down on the Buddha, devoutly serving.
On the Buddha seat, a majestic Buddha with a treasured appearance smiled with a flower in his hands, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and looked down on all living beings.
He recited the Buddha's words, auspiciousness descended from the sky, and golden lotuses gushed from the earth.
The Buddha's words echoed, and the vast avenue was explained in his mouth. All the Buddhas who listened were infatuated, or shook their heads, or nodded frequently, or were puzzled, or looked intoxicated.
Suddenly, the finger of the solemn Buddha holding the flower trembled, and there was a slight change in the golden pleated Buddha pupils.
"My Buddha, what's wrong?"
The Guanyin Bodhisattva standing below immediately noticed the subtle changes in the Buddha.
"The golden cicada abandoned the Buddha and left," the Buddha sighed softly.
"What?"
"How could this be?" All the arhats and monks below looked shocked, and they were no longer concentrating on enlightenment.
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva did not change his expression drastically, but just frowned, and said: "The golden cicada is about to complete its ninth eon. As long as this eon is over, you can re-cultivate Buddhism, follow my Buddha's path, and then return to the Buddha's position."
"But why?"
The Buddha smiled, with a kind face, and saw the Buddha's finger lightly twitching, and the light of the Buddha was flowing, and there were scrolls unfolding from the light of the Buddha, but it was the scene of the Panasonic welcoming guests in Tianyin Temple.
An extraordinary question.
Jin Chanzi's answer.
Everything reappears in this Lingshan Buddha Land.
"This person, who is he, why did he destroy Jin Chanzi's Buddha heart?"
"Such an evil spirit destroys my Zen penance, and must be punished."
"Buddha, Chang Mei asks to come out of Lingshan to suppress demons!"
This is a white long-browed arhat, officially the long-browed arhat among the eighteen arhats.
The Buddha shook his head, "This man has great potential to act as a bodhisattva, so don't worry about the long-browed Arhat."
The long-browed Arhat immediately returned the Buddha's salute, put his hands together and said: "Since the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta has made a move, the long-browed man should not talk too much."
"It should be so!" The Buddha nodded with a smile.
After a moment of silence, the Buddha bowed his head and smiled, inspecting many bodhisattvas, arhats, and a group of monks.
"The golden cicada has not yet completed his nine kalpas, but he has now become a demon. All Buddhas, who is willing to save him and let him go back to the Buddha way after the kalpa in this world?"
"this"
All the Buddhas below were hesitant to speak one by one.
?The so-called Yingjie is to kill Jin Chanzi and let Jin Chanzi reincarnate, so as to complete the great plan of Journey to the West.
Although the golden cicada is possessed by magic, an ant that jumps out of the chessboard, even if it gets out of the chessboard, will still be held by the chess player and put back into the chessboard.
As long as the chess pieces are made with peace of mind, they don't need to have their own will.
"Would those who have no Buddha wish to go?"
All the arhats, monks, including Guanyin Bodhisattva were silent.
Jin Chanzi is the second disciple of the Tathagata, and his Dharma cultivation is unpredictable. Although he was demoted to the mortal world, and his Dharma cultivation was sealed for nine generations, he has already become a demon at this moment.
This shows that he has unlocked his own seal. At the same time, he has cultivated his mind for nine generations. With the cultivation base of the ninth generation and the previous cultivation base, it can be said that Jin Chanzi will be stronger than before.
If it was Jin Chanzi before, even Guanyin Bodhisattva would be hard to beat, but now Jin Chanzi is at least a quasi-sage.
Indeed, Jin Chanzi's cultivation base is slowly recovering. From the moment he became enchanted, his cultivation base has reached the level of a heavenly immortal. One day in the sky and one year on the ground. After so many days, who knows that Jin Chanzi To what extent did it recover.
Guanyin Bodhisattva pondered for a moment, seemed to think of something, and respectfully said to the Buddha: "Since Jianglong Arhat came down to the mortal world, Li Xiuyuan, the reincarnation, has been enlightened by monks. Epilepsy is currently practicing at Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou, why not let him cross the golden cicada."
"Good! Good!"
"So good!"
"Since the Dragon Subduing Arhat has been reincarnated to help the epilepsy, the golden cicada should be robbed, and he will return to my Buddhist sect after ten robbings!" All the Buddhas below nodded with smiles, saying they agreed.
The majestic Tathagata Miaofa nodded with a smile and said, "That's it!"
After finishing speaking, the Buddha closed his eyes, and then talked about the Dharma, and the auspicious and golden lotus visions flocked again.
Hangzhou, Lingyin Temple.
The Buddhist hall was tightly closed, and in a dark corner, a slovenly figure, with a blurred mouth, reeked of alcohol.
He was still pouring wine with a gourd, and the lingering wine spilled down his chin and into the skirt of his clothes, but he didn't seem to notice it.
Suddenly, the Buddha's light flashed in the Buddhist hall, and the motionless golden Buddha statue opened its eyes, as if alive, and walked down from the seat of the Eighteen Arhats.
He was slightly chubby, with a simple and honest Buddha appearance, and went straight to the corner where Ji Dian was.
"Brother!"
He yelled softly.
Ji Dian didn't lift his eyes and remained motionless.
"Brother!"
The arhat yelled again, and at the same time shook the drunken Jidian.
"Good wine, good wine!"
Ji Dian muttered and turned over in a daze.
"well"
The arhat let out a long sigh, with a helpless expression on his face, but he was not sullen. Instead, he leaned against Ji Dian, just sat there, and looked at Ji Dian.
Just waiting like this, after waiting for a long time, Ji Dian finally woke up.
"Hey! Isn't this the Arhat who is crouching with the tiger? Why do you have time to go down to Lingshan to sit with the little monk in this small Lingyin Temple?" Ji Dian said casually, and when he woke up, he picked up the gourd in his hand and looked at his mouth pour it in.
"Brother"
Before Fu Hu Luohan finished speaking, he was interrupted lightly by Ji Dian.
"Don't call Fuhu Luohan like that. The little monk is no longer a dragon descending in the past. Today, you are still honored as an Arhat. But I am just an ordinary monk, but I can't stand Fuhu Luohan, senior brother."
After Ji Dian smiled lightly, he got up from the ground and walked out of the Buddhist hall.
A complicated look flashed in Crouching Tiger Arhat's eyes.
"Brother!"
Economic epilepsy as unheard of.
"Subduing the dragon!"
Jidian is still moving forward.
"Economy!"
Ji Dian finally stopped, and instead of looking back, he asked, "What advice does Arhat have for you?"
Fuhu Luohan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The Buddha ordered you to cross the golden cicada."
"Walking the golden cicada?" Ji was taken aback suddenly, a little puzzled.
"Jin Chanzi has entered the path of the devil, and the Buddha asked you to send him to be robbed."
"Should be robbed?"
Ji Dian's body trembled, and he was silent for a long time, his eyelids moved slightly.
"knew."
Fuhu Arhat received the answer, took a deep look at Jidian, and finally walked towards the eighteen arhat seats in the Buddhist hall, and then the Buddha's light dispersed, and a Buddha statue of Fuhu Arhat sat in the seat.
"Is my Buddha really merciful?"
Ji Dian's soliloquy echoed in the wind, turning into ravings that no one could hear clearly.
On this day, Ji Dian went down the mountain and walked out of Lingyin Temple. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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