Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 24 Evil Obstacle, I Can Tell You Are Not Human!

"Amitabha, good is good!"

The old monk shook his cassock lightly, then put it back on his body.

Those centipede spirits, like earthworms, were in his palm, and they couldn't escape no matter what.

Seeing that the old monk made a move, he subdued the centipede spirit.

High mana, rare in the world!

Everyone in the caravan admired him and stepped forward to express their thanks.

"Fortunately, the old Zen master made a timely move to subdue the monster and save our lives!"

"The old Zen master's mana is so powerful that he must have cultivated himself to be a true Buddha in the world!"

"Namo Amitabha, Buddha bless!"

Everyone is grateful.

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and folded his palms together, his face full of compassion.

"All benefactors, there is no need to be polite, subduing demons and subduing demons is the duty of my Buddhist disciples!"

The old monk smiled.

"My old man traveled all over the world, happened to pass by this place today, and found that the evil spirit was soaring, so he took action to eliminate harm for the people!"

His words once again won the applause of the crowd.

Seeing this, Ning Yi felt a little displeased.

"If we didn't have big beards just now, we would have been buried in the mouth of monsters long ago..."

Ning Yi muttered in a low voice.

Yan Chixia was quite upset in her heart.

"Most people in the world only look at the result, regardless of the process!"

Bodhidharma next to him suddenly spoke.

Ning Yi heard the words and turned to look at Dharma.

Suddenly, for some reason, deep in his heart, there was a faint feeling.

The young monk in front of him is definitely not simple!
At this time.

Yan Chixia put away the sword ring and walked straight to the old monk.

He made a formula, leaned forward and asked, "The old Zen master has profound magic power. I don't know which treasure temple he is practicing in? Can you tell me the name of the Dharma?"

"Lao Na Pudu Cihang, practiced in the purple bamboo forest of Mount Putuo!"

The old monk returned the salute with palms together and smiled.

"Purdu Cihang?"

Yan Chixia thought about it.

He had never heard of such a person in Buddhism.

Among the crowd, someone exclaimed: "Putuo Mountain purple bamboo forest? Isn't that the ashram of Guanyin?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

It turned out that this Purdue Cihang came from the disciple of Guanyin Bodhisattva!

No wonder Taoism is so profound!
All eyes full of reverence looked at Pudu Cihang in unison.

Pudu Cihang smiled and said: "I am lucky to have listened to the Bodhisattva's sutras!"

After hearing this, the crowd boiled again.

"The old Zen master is really a disciple of Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

"Bodhisattva disciple? That's a human arhat!"

"The old Zen master subdues demons and eliminates harm for the people. When I arrive at Jinping Mansion, I will definitely report to the magistrate to build a living shrine for the old Zen master. I will offer incense in the morning and evening!"

In the end, what this person said went straight to Pudu Cihang's heart.

In the depths of the eyes, a look of joy flashed across.

But soon, it disappeared.

"The kindness of the benefactor, the old monk understands it, and the construction of the living temple will be avoided, and the old monk will not be blessed!"

Purdue Cihang looked at the high mountain and deep in the clouds.

"This mountain is rich in aura and is really a treasure land. I want to build a temple in the mountain to suppress evil spirits and save all living beings. But the wandering monk is penniless..."

Not finished.

It was interrupted by the cheers of the crowd.

"Such a good deed, we will definitely help!"

As they spoke, they generously donated money.

The owner of the caravan was even more generous, donating tens of thousands of dollars, and was so happy that Pudu Cihang almost couldn't close his mouth.

It's not enough to be done.

The owner of the caravan said again: "Be careful, it's not a respect. If Zen Master is short of money, you can send someone to Tongfu Shop in Jinping Mansion to look for me at any time!"

"The kindness of the donor will bring blessings!"

"Blessings are of course necessary, but it would be even better if the name of the disciple can be marked on the merit pagoda on the day the Zen master's temple is completed!"

"This matter is easy to handle, haven't you asked the name of the benefactor?"

"My disciple's surname is Zhang Mingguo, and the cursive characters are poor. At that time, I would like to ask the Zen master to take care. It is best to use a large bold seal script, and then sign the words 'Tongfu Company'..."

"I want it, I want it!"

Holding the funds in his arms, Purdue Cihang couldn't help but beamed with joy.

With the funding of these people, coupled with the word-of-mouth publicity of today's event.

It won't be long before the name of his eminent monk will spread throughout Tianzhu.

He can even imagine that the temple's incense will flourish in the future, and it may be enough to rank among the four famous temples in Hezhou, Xiniu.

Do not!
The four famous temples count as a ball!
Stealing a country is his goal!
The three saints of Shituoling are his role models!

However, then again, he also understood in his heart that a hundred-foot-tall building rose from the ground.

First of all, it is necessary to obtain the faith of mortals, absorb incense, and recruit believers so as to help practice to a higher level.

It is no problem for him to become a Buddha and become a saint!
But now, the first attempt of the strategy has been successful.

Everything in the future will naturally fall into place.

Think about this.

Purdue Cihang is in a good mood.

He also boasted a few Buddhist scriptures and philosophy of life to everyone, so he wanted to say goodbye and leave.

Just turned around.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Old Zen master, please stay!"

Pudu Cihang was taken aback for a moment, then looked back.

The person who spoke was a young and handsome monk in white.

"Little monk, do you want to join the old monk's sect?"

Purdue Cihang said with a smile.

He thought that the young monk admired him because of his powerful mana, so he wanted to practice with him.

With some complacent eyes, he looked at Bodhidharma and saw that he was quite handsome, and he loved him even more.

Who knows, Bodhidharma shook his head and said, "No!"

Two words, like a basin of ice water, poured down from the head.

The kind smile on Pudu Cihang's face suddenly faded a lot.

"Then why did you stop me?"

Purdue Cihang said in embarrassment.

"The evildoer commits a murder, and the crime cannot be forgiven. Now that the old Zen master has surrendered, why not execute him on the spot to comfort the innocent souls in the dead mountain?"

Dharma said slowly.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

Putting his palms together, Pudu Cihang said hypocritically, "I built a temple on this mountain because I wanted to save those innocent dead souls from falling into hell!"

As soon as this remark came out, it once again won the praise of everyone at the scene.

"The old Zen master really deserves to be an eminent monk!"

"Little monk, you have only practiced Buddhism for a few days, and learn more about this kindness from the old Zen master!"

"If the old Zen master builds a temple, I am willing to come to help, no wages, just take care of the food!"

Everyone was chattering, and they had long regarded Pudu Cihang as a human arhat.

Bodhidharma ignored everyone and looked at Purdue Cihang.

"According to the old Zen master, how should we deal with harming people and evildoers?"

For Bodhidharma's relentless pursuit, Pudu Cihang's brows flashed with anger.

But it's not easy to attack in public.

"Everything has a spirit, it is not easy to practice, and the heavens also have the virtue of being good at life..."

Purdue Cihang said that with a look of compassion on his face.

"When I bring these evildoers with me and resolve them with the Dharma every day, he will change his mind and make a change, so that he can benefit the world and atone for his sins!"

In one word, he spoke righteously and awe-inspiringly.

Everyone at the scene nodded their heads.

Even Yan Chixia felt that Purdue Cihang was worthy of being an eminent monk who had attained the Tao.

"If the old Zen master can really use Buddhism to resolve evil spirits and benefit the world, it will be a merit!"

"You little monk, you are rambling, but the old Zen master has profound Buddhist teachings and has his own ideas!"

"That's right, you are also a monk, if you have the ability, go and catch a monster!"

Someone looked dissatisfied and blamed Bodhidharma.

In their eyes, Bodhidharma is just a fledgling monk who knows nothing.

How could it compare to Pudu Cihang, who subdued the evildoer with a single strike!

Looking at Bodhidharma with some sarcasm, Pudu Cihang sneered in his heart.

"If you want to fight the old monk, you little monk is still young!"

But on the surface, it still looks merciful.

"Little monk, considering your young age, you must have practiced Buddhism not long ago. It is understandable for you to be obsessed with evil spirits, but you don't know..."

Pudi Cihang smiled.

Before he could finish speaking, a scolding voice sounded.

"A monstrous evildoer with eyes but no pearls dares to talk sweetly in front of the Bodhidharma monk!"

Su Tianxin shook his head.

"What Bodhidharma monk..."

Pudu Cihang snorted coldly with disdain.

"People in the world are ignorant and can't tell the truth from the fake. Don't you want to deceive me?"

Dharma smiled lightly.

Sudden.

The voice turned sharply, and the words were all harsh.

Like King Kong glaring.

All the evil in the world are afraid of it!
"Nie Zhan, I can tell at a glance that you are not human, show yourself!"

(End of this chapter)