Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 233 Jin Chanzi Lower Realm, Jinshan Temple Buddhist Son

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On this day, the Buddha was ascending to the altar to give a lecture.

Great monks, nuns, arhats, and bodhisattvas all attended the lecture.

What he talked about was the wonderful method of the Three Vehicles and the supreme secret scriptures. As expected, flowers were falling from the sky, golden lotuses were springing up from the ground, and the visions were full of visions, but the Buddhas were fascinated by what they heard.

There was only one holy monk present, but he was very troubled.

Jin Chanzi saw that all the monks had listened to the wonderful Dharma and was immersed in the meaning of Buddhist scriptures, but he himself could not listen to it.

He heard the scriptures, but it was like a melodious sound that pierced his bones and his heart, and his Zen mind was hard to settle.

"Amitabha, could it be that I have fallen into a demon?"

The holy monk immediately closed the five senses and stopped listening to the lecture, but he realized his own Zen, and fell asleep after a while.

I don't know when this sutra was mentioned, so there are Dharma food, dried rice, fruits and vegetables, etc. beside all living beings.

Jin Chanzi felt drowsy, and Dang even leaned up and knocked over a rice bowl with his left foot, but a grain of rice fell into the Holy Land of Lingshan and was swept away to nowhere.

The sound immediately alarmed the Buddha and the saints.

"Who doesn't listen to my lectures on Dafa?"

Buddha asked.

Venerable Anuo inspected the monks, and immediately reported: "I want to tell the Buddha, it is the golden cicada who despised Buddhism and fell asleep in his seat."

"wake him up."

Immediately, two arhats stepped forward and shouted: "Golden Chanzi, Jinchanzi."

Pushed and shoved a few more times, but Jin Chanzi had blocked all five senses and never woke up.

Then he was lifted up and dragged to the Buddha.Said: "My Buddha, the golden cicada has closed the five senses and five senses, and I will keep him awake."

The rest of the monks were shocked, this golden cicada is so capricious, how dare he fall asleep while the Buddha is preaching?

"Jin Chanzi, wake up."

The Buddha shouted, the Sanskrit sound entered his ears, but the holy monk woke up immediately.

Seeing the scene around him, he couldn't help but panic and said: "My Buddha forgives sins, but I don't know why my disciples got sleepy and lost etiquette."

Anuo immediately shouted: "Bold, you can also get sleepy when the Buddha preaches the scriptures. Don't you think that my Mahayana Buddhism has nothing?"

"Yeah, you're too bold."

"This is contemptuous of Buddhism, how can you be a disciple of Buddha!"

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The Buddha sat on the lotus throne and said: "Jin Chanzi, you despise the Dharma but you can no longer be my disciple. You will practice hard for ten lives in the current world, and then you will become a righteous fruit."

As soon as the Buddha finished speaking, Dang Li stretched out his hand and immediately cut off the foundation of the golden cicada, leaving only a little true spirit and sending it to the netherworld.

In the nether world, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva bowed to receive the decree from the Buddha, and sent the aura to the Reincarnation Hall.

Then the Bodhisattva returned to Cuiyun Palace and closed the door.

On Lingshan, all the Arhats and Bodhisattvas were amazed.

At most, they thought that the golden cicada copied the scriptures at most, and was demoted to do some handyman if he was serious, but they never thought that the Buddha would directly beheaded to Taoism and demoted to the mortal world.

"Amitabha--"

Immediately, a Sanskrit sound resounded from Lingshan, and bursts of golden light shook the Three Realms.

But it is said that there is a Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou.

That elder is also a monk who has realized Taoism and cultivated the truth. He has learned the secret of lifelessness long ago, and he doesn't know how long his life expectancy will be.

But this day when he was meditating, his heart suddenly moved, and he hurried to the mountain gate to watch. It turned out that two poor families had sent a baby each.

"Master, we are really unable to raise the child, so please take him away!"

The two knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

Monk Faming didn't say a word. In recent years, the war has been turbulent, but Jinshan Temple has adopted many orphans.

It's just that he clearly felt that there would be a noble person reincarnated here from his Jinshan Temple today, so he went out to watch it, but he didn't want it to be two.

So which one is it?

So he took the two children together and brought them up in the temple with his own hands.

Unconsciously, a few years have passed, and the two children are both six or seven years old, and they have become little novice monks.

Monk Faming has also observed secretly for several years, and found that the two of them are self-aware of various Buddhist scriptures, and they can even integrate the content of the scriptures and draw inferences from one instance. No one in the same generation can compare with him. Jinshan Temple The public is all in admiration.

On the contrary, the two are completely opposite in character. One can speak eloquently, with witty words, and when debating Buddhist principles, he tried to refute all the great monks and masters speechlessly.

But the other is taciturn, only practicing Buddhism, and ignores other things, and letting others talk loudly can't shake him in the slightest.

Monk Fa Ming saw it in his eyes, but he was both happy and puzzled in his heart.

Who should take on the heavy responsibility of Jinshan Temple?

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In Yunzhan Cave of Fuling Mountain, Wu Ming talked with Zhu Gangli all night, and then he bid farewell.

"Brother, don't worry, I have sent a letter to the temple, and someone will send you rice, oil and salt every month for your enjoyment. You just need to practice well."

Canopy Dang even thanks again and again.

"Why are you and my brother being polite? It's just that the younger brother still has something to do. I will bring a few jars of fine wine to drink with my brother when I have free time in the future."

"Okay, then I'll send it off soon."

Wu Ming resigned from the canopy and drove all the way over the Chongshan Mountains into the border of Nanfangbuzhou.

Wherever he went, there was indeed chaos everywhere, and there were countless slaughters among mortals.

"Blessings are born to immeasurable heavenly gods, and the pythons are fighting for the dragon, but it is the living beings who suffer in the end.

The three of them did not intervene in the mortal war, but just drew some water talismans to treat the victims infected by the disease, or changed some food donations.

"Teacher, where are we going first?"

"Lishan."

Last time, Meng Jia said that there is a spring on Mount Li, which might have been transformed by the golden crow in ancient times.

Wu Ming just went to have a look.

The three of them were in the south at the moment, and Lishan went back to his old business in the north, hanging long banners, curing diseases and saving lives, and accumulating meritorious deeds.

There must be evildoers in troubled times, but their reputation is well-deserved.

The road is full of evil ghosts and mountain monsters, killing them endlessly.

Wu Mingqianyan has a lot of merits and virtues.

In addition to them, Wu Ming also discovered that many immortals came out of the mountains to help the world.

Most of those immortals came from various fairy mountain caves, and most of them were scattered immortals.

Under all kinds of manifestations, many temples have been erected in various places to worship.

"Master, do we need to use the name Huanghuaguan?"

Yuan Shoucheng asked, he saw that the immortals all had their own names, and the common people could also make offerings.

Unlike some wild cultivators, when these two generations pass away, no one will remember them, and they will only be regarded as legends, so who would sacrifice incense?
But Wu Ming thought about it and refused. Huanghua Temple has not yet formed a branch. Although he accepted Yuan Shoucheng as a disciple, he did not have his own inheritance of Taoism. He only inherited some Taoism from Laojun and Zhang Tianshi. When he can walk out of his own way and then gather the luck of Huanghuaguan, that is what really belongs to him.

At that time, no matter whether it is enshrining his Huanghua Temple or worshiping him to practice under the door, he will be able to incorporate his luck into himself.

The main purpose at the moment is to accumulate incense and merits, cultivate the Bodhi God tree well, and then use the Journey to the West to plan properly, I am afraid that at least he will be able to complete the Golden Immortal Dao fruit completely, and even have a glimpse of the Dao of Heavenly Immortals.

At that time, even if there were any accidents, he would be able to use the grown bodhi tree to join forces with the immortals, and if he really had a Taoist struggle with Zhen Yuanzi, he would have some strength to contend with.

Of course, these are just Wu Ming's speculations, and the truth will not be known until later.

But at the end of the Westward Journey, he still had to go to Lingshan. Wu Ming had a premonition that he would never be peaceful.

The three continued to cast down demons and eliminate demons, heal diseases and save lives. Along the way, some villages worshiped statues of the three.

But also harvested a lot of incense merit.

　Don't wait, there are only two updates today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)