I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 433 I Have Twelve Sutras of Tripitaka

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After hearing this past story, Jiang Zhou couldn't help being speechless for a while.

Looking at the epileptic monk, I don't know whether it is admiration or sympathy.

Whether to watch the living Buddha or the lunatic...

cross all beings...

Aren't Buddhas and lunatics the only ones who dare to think about this kind of thing and put it into action?
It's... a big breath.

Worthy of its insanity.

When Jiang Zhou and everyone in the courtyard were digesting the secret, the epileptic monk suddenly raised his head, grabbed Jiang Zhou's shoulder, and expressed eagerness:

"Tell me! Tell Lao Tzu! Where is Mahayana Buddhism! Where is it!"

A ferocious look gradually appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Zhou frowned slightly.

Fortunately, he became the golden body of impermanence, otherwise his shoulders were afraid that he would be crushed by the mad beggar monk.

Mahayana Buddhism?

Probably... at the Great Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven?

It's a pity that I am not Guanyin, you are not Sanzang, and you don't have a grandson to open the way for you...

Can't go to the bliss of the Western Paradise...

Niu blew out, but Jiang Zhou really didn't know how to answer.

Although he has countless Buddhist scriptures from that world, there are only a few of them that he can really learn some Buddhist teachings from.

And with his realm, it's just like looking at flowers in the fog and fishing for the moon in the water.

There are shadows, but he really doesn't know what dharma is in them.

Jiang Zhou endured the pain in his shoulders and said: "Senior Crazy, my teacher has already given me scriptures, whether it is Mahayana Buddhism or not, I still need to realize it myself."

The epileptic beggar monk's eyes were wide open, he regained some clarity from his madness, and let go of Jiang Zhou's hand.

"Yes……"

He rolled his eyes: "I have joined Fangcun Mountain now, so I should learn Fangcunshan's method..."

"It's all because of these bald thieves interrupting!"

The epilepsy monk turned his head and gave Venerable Miaohua a fierce look.

"What are you waiting for? Copy the scriptures quickly! I want to see, who dares to interrupt again!"

Jiang Zhou was also afraid that the old guy would go crazy, so he had better get rid of it earlier.

"Then seniors will wait a moment."

As soon as the words fell, Xianyun had already polished the ink and brought it up, laying out paper for him.

Jiang Zhou picked up the pen, meditated for a moment, and then began to write quickly on the paper.

The Epilepsy Monk was very anxious, scratching his head and ears.

He wanted to poke his head over to have a sneak peek, but he probably knew that his current state was wrong.

If it goes crazy, no one can stop it.

The rest of the onlookers in the courtyard also probed their brains, with a strong urge to peek.

Even if they are not Buddhists.

But this is a precious scripture that makes the heart of Yipin Holy City.

Who dares to say that there won't be any great method hidden in it?
When Jiang Zhou made great progress in Taoism and opened his eyes, he recalled all the past and heard, and he had already mastered these scriptures by heart.

A scripture contains tens of thousands of words, but it doesn't take long for him to write it.

When everyone had different ideas, he had already transcribed the scriptures.

Pass it to the epileptic beggar monk: "Senior, this scripture is given by my mentor."

The Epilepsy Monk grinned, his face was wrinkled, and a few pieces of mud fell off his face.

He wanted to read it impatiently, but when he got the scriptures in his hand, he stopped.

There was hesitation and struggle on his face, and after a while, he carefully put away the scriptures and put them in his arms.

Everyone watched with eager eyes.

But no one dared to think about it.

No one dared to take a holy idea.

Jiang Zhou said in surprise, "Senior, this is..."

The Epilepsy Monk waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll wait until I find a quiet place."

As soon as Jiang Zhou thought about it, he understood what he meant.

This is because he is afraid that he will be hit again and go crazy.

"Benefactor Jiang! Please open the gate!"

At this time, the rough voice of the Dharma King in red happened to be heard outside the courtyard.

Jiang Zhou's heart moved slightly.

The gate of the formation was opened, and the red-clothed Dharma King strode in.

Holding a scripture book that he was somewhat familiar with in his hand.

It was the scriptures that he took and returned to Zunsheng Temple that night when the embroidered clothes were stolen and hidden under the roof tiles.

Really brought it?
I knew I wouldn't pay it back...

The Dharma King in red came over with the scriptures: "Senior, this is the "Jing Shi Jing" of our temple. There are many scriptures mentioned with Master Jiang in it. Seniors, please have a look."

"Humph."

The epilepsy monk rolled his eyes in disdain, and took the scripture.

With one palm erected in front of his chest, he muttered a few mantras.

Then I saw the scriptures blooming with golden light.

There are bursts of Sanskrit singing.

Jiang Zhou heard the sound of someone chanting scriptures.

"Taking refuge in the three worlds...the three kayas without seeing the summit...the nectar empowerment...like the purest space..."

After hearing a few words, his expression changed slightly.

This is indeed the content of the scripture he just recited.

But there are many "tampering" in it.

The key points in the scriptures, such as "the World Honored One said", were all changed to "the saying of the Zunsheng Buddha Mother".

In addition to assigning the name of the scriptures to "Zunsheng Buddha Mother", there are many changes.

The original scriptures are pure teachings of the Fa.

However, this "Sutra" is trying to describe and exaggerate the beauty of "Pure Land", which is often deceptive.

If it wasn't for Jiang Zhou's "original scriptures", he wouldn't be able to say it, and would be bewitched by the scriptures.

Such a "scripture", even he can see that it is wrong, so it is no wonder that the epileptic monk would dismiss it.

It's no wonder that this scripture, which is the foundation of Zunsheng Temple's teaching, was easily stolen by embroidered clothes.

Only a few junior disciples were chased out.

Now, Venerable Miaohua is not afraid of this rumor of "the foundation of establishing religion" at all.

I'm afraid he still hopes that this scripture will be spread, and the wider the spread, the better.

However, what shocked Jiang Zhou was not how evil this "scripture" was.

Rather, the emergence of this "scripture" itself is the most evil thing.

This is the only thing he has seen in this world that is "common" with the next world.

Even though the two scriptures are quite different, Jiang Zhou can tell that they come from the same source.

How could this be?
It is not unreasonable to say that there is a real Buddha in the dark, and that the Dharma has been taught so far.

But it is not enough to pass only one.

It is even more impossible to pass down such "evil scriptures".

What's more, it is still an "imposter", and the one being replaced is still the "World Honored One".

Who is so bold?
Venerable Miaohua interrupted his thoughts at this moment: "Benefactor Jiang, how are you?"

Jiang Zhou suppressed his thoughts and said with a sneer on his face, "So this is the root of Zunsheng Temple? What a joke."

Venerable Miaohua frowned and said, "What does Benefactor Jiang mean?"

Jiang Zhou was too lazy to argue with him, and said with a smile, "You said I stole your scriptures?"

"I still have a lot of scriptures here, why don't you read them all? Are there any that were stolen from your Zunsheng Temple?"

As he spoke, he recited to himself:

"This exists because that exists, this arises because that arises; this does not exist because that does not exist, this ceases so that ceases to exist... The Holy One eliminates ignorance and craving, so suffering in the world also ceases... This is the "Long Agama Sutra""

"Sariputra, form is not different from empty, empty is not different from form, form is empty, emptiness is form, and it is also the same if you think about it. Shariko, it is the empty phase of all dharmas. ...this is the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra""

"Subhuti, if a bodhisattva has the notion of self, person, sentient beings, and life, he is not a bodhisattva... This is the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra""

"Shariputra, why is that land called Utmost Bliss? All living beings in this country have no suffering, but enjoy all kinds of happiness, so it is called Utmost Bliss... This is the "Amitabha Sutra""

""Ksitigarbha Sutra"..."

"Avatamsaka Sutra..."

"The Shurangama Sutra..."

The mouth of the river was like a river, and he recited eight or nine scriptures in a short while.

When the World Honored One became enlightened, he preached scriptures for all living beings.

Like the rising sun, it shines on the mountains.

When first teaching the "Avatamsaka Sutra", those with low roots are like people at the bottom of a mountain who don't hear the scriptures, or hear them as if they haven't heard them.

The last lecture is the "Lotus Sutra". At this time, it is like the sun going down, and it is also shining on the people on the top of the mountain.

Only the sutras taught in it are like the sun and the sky, illuminating all living beings.

Jiang Zhou just wanted to use "all beings" to verify these scriptures.

Your Zunsheng Temple said that I stole your scriptures?

Then let everyone see who stole who.

However, the scriptures he talked about are just the outline, not the fundamentals.

Incomplete, such as scratching an itch.

There are really wonderful teachings in the scriptures, and it is impossible to extract them from these fragments.

However, if you read more frequently, it may not be beneficial.

Whether it is more or less depends on the size of each person's ability and the depth of his merit.

This is exactly the effect Jiang Zhou wants to see.

That's exactly what happened.

Everyone in the courtyard reacted differently to the scriptures he recited.

Some people are at a loss throughout the whole process and don't know what it means.

Some puppet heard a sentence, their faces were pleasantly surprised, and they memorized it intently.

Everyone hears and listens to different key points, and the results are also different.

Regardless of how others react to these verses.

Venerable Miaohua's face became paler the more he listened, and after listening for a while, his figure was shaky, and he murmured: "How is it possible...impossible...impossible..."

Seeing that the heat was almost ready, Jiang Zhou stopped and said, "How is it? Which one is the one that stole your Zunsheng Temple?"

"If it's not enough, I have a total of twelve scriptures in the Tripitaka. If you want to listen, I will recite them for you one by one?"

"puff!"

Jiang Zhou's words were like the last straw, Venerable Miaohua spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground on his back.

(End of this chapter)