The dirtiest male protagonist in history [Quick Transmigration]

It is a great joy to be enshrined in the world as a "Buddha Lord". The three brothers of the Qing Dynasty all shook their heads and sighed as they looked at the joyless Qingming Festival.Qing Yuan wanted to go forward to say congratulations, but was stopped by Qingzheng, he was the one who understood the feelings of his junior brother best among them, congratulating him now was like spreading salt after uncovering the scars, he was as cruel as Buddha, although he was annoyed that his junior brother went astray, But he also loves his junior brother the most.

Qingxian went to the side and bent down to pick up a Buddhist bead, observed it and tasted it, it was ground with hemostatic medicinal materials.

Qingzheng saw that his expression was different, "What's wrong?"

Qing Xian handed out the Buddha beads, "Just now, the witty words seemed to have hurt innocent people severely, but in fact they had avoided the vital points. Originally, heavy bleeding would surely lead to death, but this medicinal material has the effect of coagulating blood, and it can prolong life until the time of Buddha's light. Everyone is safe and sound. Besides, Senior Brother Qingzheng was pressing every step of the way just now, but Qiaoyu only dodged and never fought back. Instead, he attacked others. I guess it was to force Junior Brother Qingming..."

Qingzheng thought for a while, "Recently, Qingming is not like a master of witty words, nor a disciple like a disciple. There have been rumors under the hood, witty words to commit crimes, but the younger brother has been hiding and covering up and protecting me repeatedly. The reputation is ruined, this punchline is to act out a play to force the younger brother to "clean up the house"? It's really a good plan..."

"Junior brother has always been the smartest, so I shouldn't have deceived him. After all, it's just chaos if you care about it." Qingyuan sighed, remembering Qingming's inadvertent feelings when he was eager to protect his disciples, and said in shock, "I didn't realize that junior brother Qingming was originally You are so bold, how dare you dare to move such thoughts against the disapproval of the Buddhist family."

Qingxian sighed, "The most unexpected thing is this witty remark - he is actually a deceitful son. I think that Destroying People and Buddha Dan was driven by obsession and couldn't help himself. Now, the younger brother is forced to take action to rectify the name of the younger brother first. Taking the initiative to ask for death to help the younger brother become a Buddha later, with such good intentions, will the younger brother be able to bear it in the future?"

While the three brothers were talking, their eyes turned to Qingming who seemed to have been isolated from the outside world and immersed in grief.

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Qingming seemed to be frozen, hugged the apprentice whose body was limp and the smile had faded from his lips, and remained motionless.Master Buddha frowned, Qingming's whole body was cold and condensed layer after layer, his magic power was out of control and the wind blew his clothes, the coldness spread from the corners of his eyes and brows to his ten fingers, his nails were cold, as if he suddenly thought of something, he Take out the Linglong lock heart tower.

With an unwavering face, Qingming dug out the disciple's heart without hesitation. The horror of the picture made the monks exclaim.

What lies in the palm is not a beating heart, but a mass of ground tofu-like heart meat, broken into pieces, but Qingming seems deaf and blind, regardless of stuffing the broken meat into the heart lock tower.

The Buddha waved his hand and knocked over the heart-locking tower, spilling out a piece of heart, Qingming picked it up in a handful, and stuffed it with mud.The Buddha's face darkened, and he threw a basin of Qingming water on his head with his hands and pockets. It was melted from the thousand-year-old ice, and the cold penetrated into the lungs and pierced the bones.

Qingming is not awake, the Buddha poured water again, from head to toe.

Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!

Pot after pot, until the chaotic little disciple was woken up!

"Lord Buddha, I understand that you have lost your beloved disciple's heart, and I will give you time to relax, but Lord Buddha, I am impatient, so don't ask me to wait too long."

Qingming faded away from the trance, the blood on his face was washed away by cold water, revealing a handsome face, like a solitary lotus standing proudly in the water, regaining a bit of his former style, but his eyes were full of confusion and all thoughts were ashen, his chin fell into the water, but he He didn't even raise his hand to wipe it away, as if he didn't care about himself anymore, he just lowered his head and touched his apprentice's face without answering.

There are all kinds of tenderness and lingering in the movements, which made the monks and monks around feel different, but at this moment, no one dared to talk nonsense.

"Let's go! I'll see when you are willing to recognize the reality and give up completely!" Foye shook his sleeves and left, leaving Qingzheng and others to deal with the follow-up.

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In less than a day, the story of Venerable Lianhua, the Miaodharma of the mother-in-law world, became a Buddha spread all over the world.

It is reasonable to say that there must be a Buddhist scripture with the name of the Buddha and a statue of the Buddha below, but it has been a long time since I waited for the invitation from the whirling world. Countless women who admired the beauty of the new Buddha Lord asked around for news, only to find out that there is another "worshipping creatures worship their Lord as their teacher" , martyrdom to help its master become a Buddha" annual drama.

"I heard that the new Buddha Lord was so heartbroken because of the loss of his apprentice that he closed the hall all day long."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I went to the shaving and recognition ceremony of the little monk of witty words back then. That person's appearance is not inferior to his teacher's. It's a pity to die like this! I, who is only one-sided It is unbearable for those who are destined to be sad, let alone the master who gets along day and night? I also heard that before he sacrificed his life, he stacked up a house full of cranes and wind chimes to comfort his master. There are so many masters who wish to meet such a good disciple, but if it were me, I would cry to death, the new Buddha Lord just lives in seclusion, and he really has a very sincere heart."

"You guys are all old news 800 years ago." A well-informed person joined in the gossip, "I heard that the new Buddha master was a little dazed when his beloved disciple died. He said that he occasionally felt the soul breath of his disciple and often visited ghosts Looking for the soul of the apprentice, do you think it is ridiculous? The Buddha himself said that his apprentice is a creature transformed by his delusion. How could he sense the breath of the soul in a vain chaos without soul? The result is also the same. In the book of life and death, there is no such thing as the name of the teacher given to him by that delusional thought. The Tibetan Buddha was disturbed so much that he would close the door whenever he saw him visiting. Up to now, the Tibetan Buddha has some psychological shadows. Tsing-yi or bald-headed people feel bad all over, and almost didn't go to the Buddha to settle accounts and ask him to take care of his little disciple."

"The news I heard is that the new Lord Buddha enshrined the Linglong Locking Heart Pagoda, and chanted sutras with mana every day without interruption. Originally, the foundation of becoming a Buddha just after breaking through was unstable, but now the body law is already crumbling. It’s interesting to fall back!”

Someone wondered, "The Linglong Locking Heart Tower is not a living heart that is not stained with dust. I heard that the heart and flesh were already rotten like mud and covered with dust. He didn't spend a lot of magic power, and there was no spirit in the tower. Applying a lot of energy, giving birth to dark karma for no reason, and changing one to die from exhaustion, why bother?"

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In the Hall of Heaven and Man, the Buddha broke through the barrier and entered the hall.

On the Bingdi rosette, the monk in green chanted sutras day and night, intending to revive the spirit, and when he heard someone entering the door, he continued to chant sutras.

The Buddha glanced at the lotus seat shown in the earliest kalpa, which would have caused the destruction of the Buddha's relationship in Qingming, but now because Qingming broke through in the Law Pavilion that day and failed to bathe in the Buddha's light, he lost the opportunity to transform. Presumably there will be a kalpa on the road to becoming a Buddha in Qingming, but it will only affect his spiritual wisdom, and it depends on whether he can survive it.

"I'm here to ask when you plan to hold the Buddhist ceremony?"

There was a pause in the Qingming chanting, "The disciple has no intention of holding it."

The Buddha was not very happy, "Everything is like smoke, your apprentice is no longer here, and you are still so persistent, don't you want the Buddha's seat?"

Qingming lowered his eyes, "The disciple is not filial, and has no intention of becoming a Buddha."

"You used to be too tired of becoming a Buddha, but now it is a good thing to get rid of your obsession and achieve a perfect state of mind." Buddha said, "Why do you bother to bind yourself?"

"When I think of how he ended up like this because of my ignorance of becoming a Buddha, the disciple is distressed beyond words. This Buddha bone is not perfect, but the pain of peeling the skin and digging the flesh every day. It tortures the disciple day and night. I wish I could take it off. Only a Buddha bone can be at ease for a moment."

"You really don't want to be a Buddha?"

"The disciple no longer thinks otherwise."

"Have you made up your mind?"

"No regrets."

"You..." Foye was angry and annoyed, "But regret it?"

"I regret it."

As soon as Qingming closed his eyes, he could still think of his apprentice's dazzling smile with blood in it. If he knew that he was transformed by delusions, how could he have the heart to blame him for doing evil, for deceiving him, and for having a profound influence on him? ?The evil thoughts displayed by Mingming's apprentice all came from Qingming's unbearable, as the chief culprit, how could he dare to blame his apprentice at that time?

Qingming didn't dare to think deeply, if he wanted to think about every past event in detail, it was already beyond his ability to bear.

He didn't dare to think about how uneasy his disciples felt when they repeatedly asked him whether it was more important to the Buddha or to him?Every time he thinks about it, Qingming feels pain beyond words, how can he have the heart to let his apprentice linger in anxiety day after day, how can he have the heart to ignore this anxiety as coquettish willfulness?He didn't dare to think about the promise he made when he accepted me as an apprentice, that he would accompany his apprentice for the rest of his life?Heh, if he had known that selfishness and Buddha's heart could only be chosen, he would not have sworn to each other so easily and fell into dishonesty. How frivolous do you think now?

If he had known earlier, if he had known earlier... from the very beginning, he would not have provoked him just because of that unbearable desire, why bother to provoke him?Therefore, my misfortune is all because of him.

Qingming opened his eyes, "My disciple is ignorant, and only now has he realized that the heart of Buddha can be given up, but selfishness is hard to give up."

Buddha sighed and sighed, and finally said, "In that case, Buddha, I can help you, as long as you can fulfill my request."

"Please Buddha give advice."

"Take a trip to Qianjin Terrace."

The Qianjin Terrace has [-] steps, and you can't use any mana from the bottom to the top of the stage, you can only walk on foot, and the legend is that the gods are exhausted.There are many explanations for its name. For one thing, every time you go up a level, you can carry a thousand gold, and walking to the Qianjin Terrace is like Mount Tai.He also said that the thousand gold was taken from "a thousand gold with one word", and he was too tired to utter a single word after walking.But there must be a reason for people flocking to Qianjintai. Just like climbing a high place to look far away, Qianjintai has a mirror that can reflect the heart.

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On the day of climbing the stage, many people who heard the news came to watch.

Or rather, look up.

The Qianjin Terrace has been rumored for a long time, but today, there are very few people who can climb the hundred steps. This new Buddha Lord is really a bit courageous.

"Why does the new Lord Buddha ask for hardships to climb the Thousand-Gold Terrace?" Some people wondered, while others replied, "I heard that the bereaved disciples were hit too hard and didn't want to be a Buddha! The Buddha promised him that as long as he walked the Thousand-Gold Terrace I don't know what kind of ability that apprentice has, but let such a glorious person voluntarily suffer this crime because he refuses to even take the Buddha's seat!"

Qingming climbs up the stairs...

One step at a time.

Ten steps, ten thousand gold.

The hundred steps are exhausting, and another mortal would have been crushed into a fleshy pulp. Although Qingming has a golden body and Buddha bones, but the light and fluffy clothes have been torn and stretched, and they are soaked in sweat and tightly fitted.After walking a hundred steps, his body swayed slightly, like the wind blowing willows; at five hundred steps, his face was pale and sweat was pouring down; at one thousand steps, his tall and straight figure finally bent and trembled uncontrollably.

If the first [-] steps can barely maintain the demeanor, after the second [-] steps, Qingming is like a hunchbacked old man.

After another two thousand steps, Qingming's body was infinitely parallel to the ground. After another two thousand steps, he could only kneel down all the way, knocking his knees until he lost consciousness. was worn out.

The people watching from the audience could no longer see the expression and posture of the monk in green, only a black dot was blurred and moved extremely slowly, which was still amazing.

Qingming moved up inch by inch, his nails were broken, his fingertips were worn to a bloody mess, his muscles were distorted and deformed by the pressure, his face was completely unrecognizable and hideous, a person with extraordinary charisma was out of human form at this time, like a ghost, but Qingming His eyes, however, remained the same as before, without the slightest fluctuation.

finally.

Qingming collapsed on the Qianjin Terrace, but fortunately the pain of flesh and blood could not affect him in the slightest, the heart-pounding pain of losing his apprentice was far more than tens of thousands of times here.

When Qingming recovers a little, and walks in front of the mirror that can reflect the troubles in the heart, there are waves in the mirror, and Qingming's frozen expression also dissolves like ripples...

The place where the Buddha is reflected in the mirror is that night when he ran to the Buddha to plead guilty and self-deprecating. The Buddha was playing with a sound-transmitting paper crane in the hall. Immediately afterwards, the paper crane opened its mouth, and uttered a voice that he had heard countless times over and over——

"Buddha, there is something that Qiao Yu wants to bet with you."