Bold Evildoer, Poor Monk Fahai

Chapter 9 Walking Down Jinshan, One Reed Crossing the River

"Ah? Why?"

Broomstick has a bitter face and is glum.

"Sweeping the floor is also a practice."

Fahai said with comfort.

Fa Kong looked happy and nodded repeatedly, "It's so good."

The broom hummed softly and walked aside to be sad alone. She is now sealed by Fahai, and she is no doubt with mortals.

"Junior Brother Fahai, what about him?"

Fa Kong's eyes fell on the demon Buddha Shengzi, he saw the demon Buddha Shengzi full of Buddha light, hazy and mysterious.

Fahai said with a serious expression, "Holy Son of the Demon Buddha."

Fakong's eyes widened suddenly, filled with incredible disbelief.

"He is the Son of the Demon Buddha?"

"Exactly."

"Could it be that the two evil spirits in Leifeng Pagoda listened to the Buddha's will all day long and opened up?"

Fakong was pleasantly surprised.

The name of the son of the demon Buddha is like thunder.

Fa Hai smiled lightly, "The offspring of the two scorpion spirits on the sixth floor of Leifeng Pagoda, the two scorpion spirits have not been removed. However, they have been immersed in the bones of the Buddha day and night, and then they gave birth to the demon Buddha son. "

"Good, good."

Fakong said two good words in succession, "Great luck, great luck."

The Son of the Demon Buddha can be said to be a natural cultivator of Buddha, and his future is limitless. Fa Kongguan's eyes are pure and bright, without the slightest hostility, who is easy to cultivate, and will surely become the mainstay of Jinshan Temple.

"Brother Fakong, Junior Brother will hand him over to you for teaching and lead him to the right way as soon as possible."

Fahai said suddenly.

Fa Kong was stunned, "Junior Brother Fahai, why don't you teach it yourself? You also know that my talent is mediocre and difficult to..."

Fahai interrupted Fakong's words, "Senior brother joked. The discussion of Zen meditation is far beyond me."

Fakong smiled helplessly, is this comfort?

"Junior Brother, you..."

Fahai said sternly: "Brother, my cultivation base has reached a bottleneck. If there is no chance, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in a short time."

"Junior Brother, are you planning to come out of the mountain calendar?"

Fakong asked condensedly.

Fahai nodded, "Red dust refines the heart, and can better follow the true meaning of Buddhism."

Fa Kong shrugged helplessly, "Since you have said so, Junior Brother, there is no reason for me not to agree."

"Thank you brother."

Fahai thanked him sincerely.

The world is so big, there are many people.

If you want to comprehend the Mahayana Buddhism, how can you not practice in the world, understand the customs and sufferings of the world?

Besides, he didn't want to be the stubborn Fahai in the White Snake Biography, the ancient Buddha of the blue lantern, and he would always accompany his life.

He wants to live a little better like the Living Buddha of Jigong.

The meat and wine passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stayed in his heart.

This is not a realm.

"Junior Brother Fahai, the world is huge, and there are countless demons. Since you have gone down the mountain to practice, how can you not have a magic weapon for protecting your body."

Fa Kong suddenly said: "In addition to the Qingtian Zen stick, the abbot of Jinshan Temple has three treasures."

"The holy robes are woven from silkworm silk. They are not invaded by water or fire, and they are not stained. They can be as big or small as you like."

"The bowl for lowering the demon is made of iron from the spirit of hell. The Buddha Dharma is boundless, it can swallow the world and suppress the evil spirits in the world."

"The relics and beads are made from relics left by the eminent monks of the Jinshan Temple after sitting and turning. The Dharma is monstrous, which can purify the heart of the Buddha and avoid all evils."

Every supreme treasure mentioned by Fakong possesses great power and contains vast Buddha power.

This is almost all the heritage of Jinshan Temple.

Fahai didn't refuse, walking around the world and experiencing the world, how could he not get the magic weapon protection.

The Qingtian Zen Staff is already in his hand.

The holy robe was enshrined in the Guanyin Pavilion after Zen Master Lingyou sat down. The demon descending bowl is held in the hands of the big Buddha in the Great Hall of the Great Heroes, absorbing the Dharma day and night.

...

Daxiong Hall.

Fakong personally handed the holy robes, the demon bowl, and the relic Buddha beads to Fahai. Fahai wore a sacred robe, and his whole body was more majestic and solemn, just like the true Buddha in the world.

The right hand holds the Zen stick, and the left hand holds the Demon Bowl...

The whole body exudes the sacred Buddha light, and dare not look directly.

"Brother Fakong, my Buddha heart is as solid as a rock, and I don't need relics and beads. Brothers can wear the relics and beads close to the body, comprehend the Dharma, and enter the Hinayana realm as soon as possible."

Fahai said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Fahai, this..."

Fakong moved.

"Senior brother, don't want to resign. After the brother descends, the Jinshan Temple needs to take care of the affairs of the Jinshan Temple. The relic and beads can prove the Buddha's heart for the brother and dispel fatigue."

Fakong took the relic Buddha beads and immediately exhorted: "Master Fahai, Hong Chen is more troubled and seduced. The six poisons of Hong Chen are even more hurtful. I hope that after you descend from the mountain, you can abide by your heart, understand the true meaning of Buddhism as soon as possible, and escape the sea of ​​suffering. Cultivation becomes a true fruit."

"Junior Brother I would like to follow the instructions of my brother, and never disappoint Master's teachings."

Fahai bowed sincerely.

"Brother, the demon Buddha's son is predestined with my Buddha. I hope my brother will patiently teach him. In the future, he will be my guardian of Jinshan Temple."

"Senior brother, don't worry, I know how important the demon Buddha's son is, and I will not slack off."

Fakong said seriously.

"Brothers, brothers are down the mountain."

After that, I turned around, stepped out, and walked out of the hall in a flash.

Fakong and the others stood there, clasped their hands together, and looked respectful, "Respectfully send the abbot!"

...

Fahai walked all the way and walked out of the gate of Jinshan Temple.

He stopped, folded his hands together, and bowed in the opposite direction of the mountain gate.

The Jinshan Temple faces west and faces the Western Paradise.

The Jinshan Temple is built on the mountain, falling around the water, and the pavilions and pavilions are connected with each other. The Leifeng Pagoda stands tall, rising from the ground, towering into the clouds. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, layer by layer of palaces, one after another, the golden mountains are closely wrapped.

The mountain and the temple are integrated.

Fahai looked back at the Jinshan Temple, with nostalgia in his heart. Pray for Zen Master Lingyou as a teacher and practice Mahayana Buddhism. Today, I have Hinayana. In order to understand the true meaning of Buddhism, I went down the mountain to practice Hongchen.

Think carefully, like a dream.

Joining the world to practice, Hong Chen is bound.

In the past, all sorts of things have passed away.

Fahai took a deep breath, and Jinshan Temple practiced Xiaocheng. Entering the world and practicing is the beginning of understanding the Mahayana Buddhism and the true meaning of the Buddhism.

Ferry.

The Jinshan Temple is declining and there are not many pilgrims.

No ships sway above the river.

Fahai took a reed from the riverside and threw it lightly. The reed fell into the river, and Fahai's toes touched the ground lightly, floating and falling on the reed.

The palm hit the surface of the river, and the waves swept across, facing the wind and breaking the waves, and headed towards the other side.

In fact, when you cultivate to the Hinayana state, Fahai can already condense Fayun and fly. But walking down the Jinshan Temple means that you have reached the dunya. Yufayun flying is not very desirable and easily disturbs the world.

Not long after, it has arrived on the other side.

Fahai converged, strode forward, heading west.

In a blink of an eye, it is already half a month.

On this day, it was getting late and there was no place to rest around Fahaiguan, so he sat cross-legged under a big tree.

With his current mana, he is not afraid of cold and heat.

Jingle Bell!

At midnight, suddenly there was a crisp copper bell ringing through the forest, eerie and terrifying.

Fahai was not affected, his eyes closed tightly, and he recited Buddhist scriptures.

Gradually, two figures appeared, one old and one young in Taoist gowns.

The young Taoist priest held a bamboo pole in his left hand and a sail flag in his right hand.

The old Taoist and the young Taoist have two positions, holding a bamboo pole in one hand, and looking carefully, you can see that his eyes are closed and he can no longer see.

The crisp copper bell is made by the old Taoist priest shaking his hand.

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