Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 503 One thought of ignorance and anger appears, Tathagata dharmakaya suppresses the Three Realms

In the deserted suburbs of Wulu County, several miles away, there is a long-abandoned temple called "Wok Temple".

In that place, ruins and broken walls collapsed on all sides, with only a few tiles sheltering from the wind and rain.

On weekdays, there are mostly a few idlers with nowhere to go, or a nest of beggars gathering in twos and threes.

The sky is getting dark, dark clouds cover the top, and soon there will be torrential rain.

Holding the copper bowl in hand, the killing monk stepped over the threshold of the Crockpot Temple, greeted the unkempt old beggar, and then sat in the corner by himself.

Those refugees who were left behind here in ragged clothes also scrambled to call the master, with a look of fear in their eyes that had suffered a lot.

When this great monk first came to Crockpot Temple, everyone saw that he was tall, majestic and powerful, and they all respected him.

The leader of the beggars also gave up the cleanest wing room for the other party to settle down.

But later everyone gradually discovered that this great monk left early and returned late, ate gruel for alms every day, had a kind face, smiled at everyone, and was not at all vicious.

It shouldn't be a ruthless character with skills!
After all, you have never met such a down-to-earth expert.

Whether it's Jianghumen or Green Forest Road, they are all angry horses in fresh clothes, with knives and swords on their shoulders. If you look at them from a distance, you can feel the aura of Xuntian.

No matter how bad it is, thieves and bandits can still drink and eat meat in large bowls.

It's not like the killing monk, who clears porridge and side dishes every day, and meditates and meditates.

Except for the monk's robe and the pair of shoes, it looks a little clean.

What is the difference between the whole and a beggar?
Therefore, seeing that the great monk is not a threat, those members of the beggar gang who are entrenched here to "shoot flowers" show their true colors.

One by one, they started yelling and drinking six, without any restraint in words and deeds, and directly drove the killing monk to the most remote firewood room.

The great monk was also good-tempered and didn't make a fuss, which made the leader of the beggar gang even more rampant, and he didn't take the life-killing monk seriously.

The "Hanako shooting" activity they do is easier to understand, that is, they go to the streets and alleys to find those children who are pink and tender.

Use drugs to stun it, steal it and sell it.

Because I often hold a rattle or a bunch of candied haws in my hand to seduce playful children.

So it was called "Pat Hanako".

That day, this group of people abducted a girl who was carved in powder and jade from nowhere, and discussed dressing it up in a jar to raise it, and then selling it to a juggling troupe.

Definitely get a good price!

Unexpectedly, he was smashed by the killing monk on the spot. When he saw the girl in the sack, he immediately understood what happened.

Put your hands together and bow your head to recite the Buddha's name.

The few leaders of the beggar gang at the head wanted to curse and tell the monk not to meddle in his own business.

As a result, before the words could be spoken, his head was removed.

Almost in a blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen headless corpses in the crockpot temple.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the hall red, and scared the uninvolved beggars to tremble.

Afterwards, the police in the city came to check, only washed the ground clean, and then sent the girl home.

The great monk was not pursued.

The Chief Catcher of the Three Heavens who exchanged blood, faced the killing monk holding a copper bowl, and he was always respectful face to face.

Only then did the beggars know that there was a big Buddha in the Crock Temple!
"Master, there is a family in the city serving wine today and begging for an uneaten roast chicken. Please don't hold it against me."

The old beggar was trembling, his legs were swinging, and he moved close to the killing monk.

He was afraid that this benevolent Buddha would suddenly attack with moodiness and pull out his head and spine together.

That kind of bloody scene is enough to make people have nightmares for more than ten days!
"No need, the old monk has already used half a bowl of clear porridge, and Buddhism has a rule of 'not eating out of season'.

Forgive me for not being able to accept it.

Use it yourself. "

The killing monk shook his head and smiled, and said kindly.

Zen believes that early morning is the time when the heavens eat, noon is the time when all the Buddhas and Tathagatas of the three generations come to eat, sunset is the time when animals eat, and dusk is the time when ghosts and gods eat.

Therefore, many ascetic monks in the Ministry of Law have the rule of not eating after noon.

The purpose is to keep fasting and precepts and accumulate merit.

"That's it...Master, let's eat."

The old beggar couldn't understand, he just smiled.

Then he went back to the fire and shared the roast chicken with several other beggars.

"Although Yinmai doesn't keep the precepts, it still depends on whom."

The life-killing monk bowed his head. He used to enjoy Ji Yuan's wine and meat in the dilapidated house in Tai'an Square.

That's because the master accepts the apprentice's offerings, as it should be.

But these beggars get what they get for nothing, so they don't take it.

The word almsgiving in Buddhism is extremely solemn, and it means "to save the karma of all living beings".

It is the great ambition made by the World Honored One before his death.

Although the Buddha passed away, the alms-for-bearers have not ceased, and the disciples of later generations all follow his way, so that all living beings can cross the ocean of life and death.

"Unfortunately, Bo Xun was helpless when the World Honored One attained the Tao, but after the Buddhas Nirvana, the disciples of the Zen sect fell into ruin, building temples, sculpting golden bodies, and donating sesame oil money.

Turn the pure land into a copper-smelling land. "

The life-killing monk is very sorry, even Huangjue Temple and Xuankong Temple, there are few real beggars now.

With a bowl of water and a fast meal, you will form a good relationship and increase your merit.

This is the original alms for Buddhism, and came to the world because of the karma of teaching and enlightening all living beings.

When the causes and conditions are exhausted and then leave, this is the completion of merit and virtue.

"Now the temple is full of incense, and all the monks sit in the Daxiong Hall. They don't have to work, and they are leisurely all day long, so they can eat and drink enough."

The killing monk sighed softly.

He does not object to the pilgrims in today's scene, who are demanding on monks and Taoists, charge heavy taxes, and do not allow too much fertile land to be occupied.

It is said in the "Mahaparinirvana Sutra" that the last dharma of Buddhism is that Bo Xun's descendants mixed in as monks, wearing the cassock of the World Honored One, destroying the Buddha Dharma of the World Honored One, having the name of a monk, and practicing the way of demons.

"Even if you become a Tathagata, it will be difficult for all sentient beings to cross the sea of ​​suffering."

The killing monk recited scriptures silently to gather away distracting thoughts.

After he sent Ji Yuan past Huarong Mansion, he returned the same way and wandered in Wulu County, Jingzhou.

Otherwise, with Yang Hong's domineering temperament that must be repaid, he will inevitably make another moth.

Outside the Earthen Pot Temple, the dark night covered the surrounding fields, and the bean-sized raindrops fell in a hurry, throwing out thick mist.

The bonfires in the halls of the temple were weak, and many beggars and refugees huddled together and huddled in a corner sheltered from the wind.

Suddenly--

Tread!

Tatata!
The sound of horseshoes was like thunder, shaking the ground violently, and the tiles collided and fell into dust!
"Dragon turned over?"

"Flash torrent! It's a torrent!"

"Come on..."

A great sense of panic enveloped the crockpot temple, the beggars and refugees got up in a panic, and some of the younger ones rushed out of the temple gate.

Before the person had gone far, he heard the sound of "Beng Beng" in the distance.

Then, like a flash of lightning, the running figure was brought up and nailed to the door panel!
"It's officers and soldiers! Officers and soldiers!"

Someone with sharp eyes saw the shadowy black cavalry in the pouring rain.

That is the war horse of the imperial court!
"Where is Master Linji? Please come out and see me!"

The powerful voice full of energy, like the impact of a torrent of bells, shook the Crock Temple to buzz.

The killing monk opened his eyelids, stood up slowly, and glanced at the beggar's body nailed to the door.

He had no expression on his face, clasped his hands together and silently recited the scriptures for salvation.

Immediately stepped over the threshold and stood under the eaves.

His turbid eyes flashed like a thunderbolt out of thin air, illuminating the sky and the earth brightly.

It also reflects the group of people who visited the Crock Temple late at night!

A watery black soft armor covered the head and face, leaving only the eyes and nostrils.

It looks like the scales of the dragon and boa constrictor, but they can be opened and closed according to the breath, which is extremely miraculous.

The rain splashed and fell on it, revealing a faint cold glow.

Even the boots worn under the feet seemed to emit a metallic luster, as if they were made of steel.

Wear armor, ride a horse, carry a knife, and carry a bow!
These fine cavalry warriors exuding a fierce and domineering aura are obviously a well-known brave force in the imperial court!

"Yang Hong is so timid now? How dare he not come to see the old monk in person?"

The killing monk asked.

"Master Linji is a master of Buddhism, and his cultivation is an authentic magical skill, how can you underestimate him?

The adoptive father set up a battle, just to try the master's thunderbolt method! "

The hundreds of black knights spread out in all directions, as if they were using their arms and fingers, and there was a smooth feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water.

The leader, with a jade-like face and a silver armor, was a young man who was only around 27 or so.

"Which one of Yang Hong's thirteen adopted sons are you?"

The figure of Xiongwu, the life-killing monk, looks like a towering mountain in front of the temple.

"Su is not talented, he is ranked sixth."

The silver-armored young man with a crown-like face said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's Su Daoyuan, 'Zhi Duo Xing'."

The killing monk frowned slightly, and told the origin of this person.

"It's a little bit of a reputation, but I didn't expect to be able to get into the ears of a Buddhist master. It's really an honor."

Su Daoyuan seemed a little surprised.

"The Thirteenth Taibao regards you as the most evil, you love to play tricks, play tricks, and use vicious methods.

The old monk has always wanted to find you in the sky and send you to the west, so I remembered it. "

The killing monk replied very frankly.

"Master Linji really knows how to joke. Su has such a meager skill. His martial arts are not as good as Brother Zhao's, and his talent is not as good as that of Brother An. How can he create any disturbances?"

The smile on Su Daoyuan's face froze, being watched by a Buddhist master who had attained the Vajra body, he would definitely find it difficult to sleep peacefully.

"Master, you have to forgive others and forgive others, you are the head of the Yinvein of Huangjue Temple, and you block the gates in Jingzhou all day long, and your reputation is not good when you spread it.

Furthermore, the strong dragon can't overwhelm the local snake, if it weren't for the East Palace not to allow the foster father to leave the house.

You may not be able to stop the Duke of the State's order to gather [-] elite soldiers. "

The killing monk narrowed his eyes, raised his head and said:

"Which eunuch is the one who placed the god arm crossbow in the east? And the footsteps in the west are chaotic and dense, and the blood is as heavy as mercury, about eight hundred... It seems that Yang Hong has put all his family's wealth on the line.

You chatted so much with the old monk, just to delay the time, afraid that the old monk would escape? "

Su Daoyuan was slightly startled, and couldn't help feeling the five senses of the Buddhist master, clapping his hands and laughing:

"Master really has eyes like a torch, and sees subtle things!

Tonight, Su Mou, his seventh and eighth younger brothers came over starry night, led three thousand soldiers, and made a special trip to see Master off on his way! "

The life-killing monk's face was like an ancient well without waves, his figure remained motionless and he said:

"Let's do it. I don't want to cause more killing karma, but I never stop those who take the initiative to die."

Su Daoyuan's gaze collided with the eyes of the life-killing monk who was five hundred steps away, and his mind seemed to be pressing down on a ten thousand catty boulder, almost breaking apart.

Fortunately, the ten command flags carried on his back gathered the evil spirit of the army formation with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Condensed into a huge arrow with unparalleled sharpness, it hangs above the head, protecting Su Daoyuan.

With a pale face and lingering fear in his heart, he shouted sharply:
"Master, there are more than ten innocent people in the Crock Temple, and they all died because of you tonight!

I don't know if this counts as serious crime!Do you want to go to eighteen layers of hell after death?
Shoot the arrows! "

Collapse!

crash crash-

When Su Daoyuan's words sounded, he heard a "Zheng" before it hit the ground!
All the black knights were the same, and quickly took off the big iron-tired bow on their backs, and pulled it to perfection in an instant!
The boiling qi and blood formed a large expanse of crimson ocean, and evaporated the torrential rain into white mist!
The bowstring tanned by the black-scaled python exploded violently, and the bursting sound waves cut through the atmosphere, almost shaking the dense water droplets into crystal powder!

More than a hundred soldiers who have changed their blood about three times stimulated their internal breath, their muscles were knotted, and they shot wildly!
In two breaths, they drew their bows seven or eight times in unison, and shot no less than ten armor-piercing black gold arrows!
Its momentum is so great that it is more violent than thousands of ordinary archers!

Even over the torrential rain!
In all directions, there are icy arrows covering the sky and the sky!

Looking from a distance, it looks like a huge top spinning rapidly and falling into the Crock Temple!

The eyes of the beggars and refugees in the temple were full of despair. They had never seen such a battle before.

Instantly frightened, he could only close his eyes and wait for death!
"People don't offend me, I don't offend others.

The compassionate heart of the Buddha is not reserved for wolves, tigers and leopards. "

The killing monk let out a long sigh, as if remembering the words of his disciple.

Killing is to protect life, killing karma is not killing people!

As the rain of arrows fell, the mighty monk's robe shook, and with just half a flick of a finger, it seemed like a thousand arms grew out of his back!

Afterimages flitted past the Crock Temple, unexpectedly catching all the violent arrow rain!

Su Daoyuan's pupils constricted, as if he couldn't believe it. Five hundred soldiers formed a salvo, and they could be blocked so effortlessly?

Before he could react, a dazzling cold light erupted from the crumbling Crock Temple.

In an instant!

The hundreds of soldiers who formed the army were shocked, and a cloud of blood burst out from the back of their heads, and they fell off their horses one after another.

In a blink of an eye.

The elite black cavalry in front of the Crockpot Temple were swept away in an instant, leaving only Su Daoyuan who was protecting his body with evil spirit.

"I didn't expect the merciful and compassionate Qianye Hand of Xuankong Temple to take human life like mowing grass!
Monk Linji, it's in vain that you are still an eminent Buddhist monk, but you are so vicious! "

Seeing more than five hundred people die in an instant, Su Daoyuan's face couldn't help shaking, as if he was very heartbroken.

You must know that training elite soldiers consumes a huge amount of resources, especially training to the level of exchanging blood, which is almost the limit.

"An inch a person respects the Buddha, and a foot is returned to the Buddha!
People deceive Buddha by one foot, and Buddha by one foot!
You have already seen the old monk's thunder method.

Do you want to fight again? "

The body of the killing monk was still standing across the gate of the crock temple, as if he had never moved.

If it weren't for the blood mist from hundreds of corpses, converging into a river.

Who would have imagined that this benevolent monk is so cruel!
Kill five hundred armors with a flick of the finger!
"I've always only heard that monks are compassionate, but I never knew that there are eminent monks who kill people without blinking an eye!
Monk Linji, what kind of Buddhism are you talking about! "

Amidst the torrential rain, a figure with the appearance of a scribe in a yellow robe with long sleeves came.

It was Zeng Yuliang who was ranked seventh in the Thirteen Taibao!

"That's what I heard!
At this time, the old monk became a Buddha on earth.

Every word and deed is naturally the Dharma! "

The life-killing monk originally had a calm face, and the majestic aura of the Buddhist master did not let out at all.

But out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the corner of the monk's robe, unexpectedly, a hole the size of a thumb was shot out by the armor-piercing black gold arrow.

"Jiulang gave the old monk a teacher's apprenticeship gift, let you wait for these pickled bastards to be destroyed!"

The eyelids of Zeng Yuliang and Su Daoyuan suddenly jumped wildly, as if a giant mountain with thousands of feet soared into the sky.

The crumbling Crock Temple disintegrated in an instant!
Tens of feet high air waves soared into the sky, causing the pouring rain to flow back against the trend like an upside-down bead curtain!

At this moment, it seemed that a god and Buddha who ruled the world was conceived and born, and it seemed that a gigantic giant stood up!
Broken tiles, bursting rain, and flying sawdust all bounced upwards at an astonishing speed!

"A single thought of ignorance makes an appearance of wrath!"

A huge sound wave as heavy as a golden bell, swept across hundreds of miles, and the strong hurricane blew trees down!

"Dharma body! Tathagata... Dharma body!"

　ps: The second update is here~
　
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