Strange world, I can seal the gods

The old monk really did not believe that there is any Mahayana Buddhism in this world.

All the Buddhist teachings in the world come from their own hands.

The old monk is the source of Buddhism, the ancestor of Buddhism.The root of all schools of Buddhism in the world!
Now some people actually say that there is Mahayana Buddhism?

He, the person who created the Buddhadharma, didn't even know it. Isn't he just joking?

"It's a deal!" The old monk looked at Cui Yu, said firmly, and laughed secretly in his heart: "I have one more pillar of the Western Sect. There are future candidates for Buddhism and Taoism."

As for Zhu Wuneng?

Where did he remember about Zhu Wuneng?

Cui Yu has mastered the power of real water, if Cui Yu is brought into Buddhism, what will Zhu Wu be able to do?

Cui Yu sat cross-legged on the stone, looking at the old monk with a pair of eyes, countless thoughts were flowing in his mind, and he opened his mouth the next moment: "This is what I heard: a time when Bhagavan was in the Rajgaha Great City Galandaka Bamboo Forest Abode, when he was with him Numerous bodhisattvas, mahasattvas—living in the non-retrograde tenth stage, the ten paramitas have all been consummated; there are also many great masters—all arhats, all leaks have been exhausted, there is no more trouble, they are self-interested, and their hearts are good. Liberation, Wisdom and Good Liberation; again, there are all sentient beings, such as monk Qiye, etc. - all have the heart of anuttara-samyak-sambodhi. (There is no charge for these 110 characters)"

What Cui Yu recited was the "Six Paramita Sutras of Mahayana Principles and Interests" in the Tripitaka.

Coincidentally, Cui Yu was filming in a Buddhist temple in his previous life, and happened to be locked down by the epidemic, and then the entire crew was sealed in the Buddhist temple.

For more than half a year, Cui Yu was idle and bored, and read all the three hundred scriptures in the Buddhist temple.

Looking back at this moment, it seems that the power of the soul is so strong that the scriptures that I saw in the past are clearly written in my mind.

The entire scripture is [-] words in total, Cui Yu recalled that not a single punctuation mark was bad.

"It should be the foundation of the martial art of gods and demons, and the qi and blood subtly affect my soul, so my memory has also become stronger." Cui Yu thoughtfully.

Of course, he would not recite all of the scriptures with more than 8 words, but only recited [-] words before closing his mouth.

The old monk on the opposite side thought it didn't matter at the beginning, showing a disapproving expression, waiting for Cui Yu to make up scriptures later, and then mercilessly exposed him, telling him to obediently go to the West to teach with him.

But who would have thought that as Cui Yu continued to spit out the words, the old monk's expression froze, and then he gradually sat upright, listening carefully, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! This is a brand-new scripture, a kind of Buddhism that has never been heard or seen." The old monk's eyes showed a touch of shock, and the words fell in the old monk's ears, and the whole person was deafening. Countless Buddhist rhymes.

Then the old monk's body trembled, and he started to choke with excitement.

A new path of Dharma has emerged!
A new hope for Dharma has emerged!
The old monk took a deep breath, but he didn't dare to make any movement, for fear of disturbing Cui Yu's teaching.

unfortunately
Just when the old monk was getting better, Cui Yu stopped after reciting only two thousand words.

Looking at the tearful and trembling old monk opposite, Cui Yu was a little confused: "Could this crazy monk go crazy after listening to my scriptures?"

Cui Yu shut up, the old monk was gradually entering the country after listening to the scriptures, and he got the three flavors. As Cui Yu's recitation stopped, he seemed to be stuck there in one breath, almost choking to death.

"What about next? What about the scriptures below? Why don't you talk about it? Why don't you talk about it?" The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Cui Yu with burning eyes. His eyes were full of disbelief. The inner demons are about to come out.

Cui Yu looked at the old monk with a smile: "Monk, have I ever heard of this scripture?"

The old monk shook his head: "I never heard of it."

"How about this scripture?" Cui Yu asked again.

The old monk was silent when he heard the words, and finally said after a long time: "It is immeasurably broad and can save all sentient beings. The Hinayana Buddhism is extremely difficult."

"I said he
It is Mahayana Buddhism, do you have any objections? Cui Yu looked at the old monk: "If you have an opinion, you can recite the same scripture. If you can recite the same scripture, I will lose."

"It's the first time I've heard such a broad and vast scripture when I'm a young monk." The title of the old monk also changed, from old monk to young monk.

Hearing what the old monk said, Cui Yu stood up without saying a word, picked up the basket tower and left.

Seeing Cui Yu's movements, the old monk immediately became excited, stepped forward and grabbed Cui Yu's wrist, and stopped crying: "Monk, where are you going?"

The title of the old monk changed, he called himself a junior monk, and Cui Yu a great monk.

"Could it be that the old monk broke his word and wants to go back on his word?" Cui Yu frowned, feeling very difficult.

This old monk definitely came for him, and he deliberately waited for him halfway.

Fortunately, I thought I met an eminent monk, but I didn't expect to meet trouble.

Can't get rid of the trouble!

The old monk tugged on Cui Yu's wrist, and fell to his knees with a sincere expression: "I heard the scriptures of the great monk today, and I feel that the Buddhist teachings in the past have been enlightened in vain, and I just got a little skin. Please pass it on to me." The scriptures, accept me as an apprentice. If you can hear the Dao, the little monk will have no regrets even if he dies in ashes and dies."

Cui Yu looked at the old monk and saw that he was holding on to his wrist tightly, thinking that the other monk was trying to play tricks, and he couldn't help feeling dizzy for a while.

Thirty thousand catties of strength!
My own strength of [-] jin is like a baby in front of the old monk.

If someone is stronger than you, what can you do if you are unreasonable?
Cui Yu sat down angrily, and stared at the old monk with his eyes:
"Tell me, why are you willing to let me go?"

The old monk's eyes were full of innocence: "The great monk wanted to leave, but the young monk naturally didn't dare to stop him. It's just... the young monk begs the big monk to pass on my Supreme Mahayana scriptures. The little monk is willing to worship the big monk as a teacher and perform the rituals of his disciples. Worshiping day and night, serving the left and the right without any complaints.”

"This old rascal really acted like that." Looking at the old monk's expression, Cui Yu somehow suddenly remembered the scene in Journey to the West that he had read in his previous life, where the monkey begged to be apprenticed.

"Since you sincerely want to be a teacher, why don't you kowtow a few times first." Cui Yu looked at the old monk with a smile, but he wanted to see if the old monk would continue drinking.

"The great monk will accept me? Teach me the supreme Dharma?" The old monk did not show the embarrassment that Cui Yu expected, but his whole face was full of ecstasy.

Before Cui Yu could react, the old monk's head was already on the ground:

"Master, disciple Dazang is very polite!"

Cui Yu was stunned as he watched the nine loud bangs, "Crazy! Crazy! You want to play like that!"

Cui Yu's heart hangs, there are all kinds of weird things in this world, and the stronger the longer the longer they live, the more perverted they become.

"Disciple Dazang, pay homage to Master." The old monk kowtowed and looked at Cui Yu devoutly.

"I'm just kidding, but I can't take it seriously." Cui Yu hurriedly waved his hands and stood up, trying to get away.

The old monk frowned when he heard the words, and looked at Cui Yu with his eyes: "Is there any reason to be a teacher? You will be a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of your life. Isn't the great monk playing tricks on me?"

The words were not kind, and Cui Yu's heart trembled when he heard it. He looked at the old monk, and finally he could only say helplessly: "Since I am your master, do you want to listen to me?"

"It's ridiculous. The master's words may not be all correct, and the disciples only listen to the master's right words." The old monk folded his hands together and said as a matter of course.

"Then I'm your master now, I want to leave here, do you still want to stop me?" Cui Yu was really big headed.

"Don't dare to stop." The old monk stepped aside.

Cui Yu glanced at the old monk, but he didn't expect that the other party actually moved out of the way, so he couldn't help but look happy: "The old monk is not bad. Are you really willing to let me go?"

The old monk respectfully said: "How dare the disciple block the way of the master?"
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Seeing this, Cui Yu showed a smile, and then walked out with big strides, about to run away in a flash.

But Cui Yu hadn't taken three steps before the old monk said again: "Wherever the master goes, the disciple will go. The disciple must serve the master day and night."

Cui Yu stopped, and gritted his teeth in hatred: "You bald donkey, aren't you cheating?"

"A disciple should show filial piety to his master." The old monk squinted his eyes with a smile.

Cui Yu looked at the old monk, and the next moment he suddenly turned into air and disappeared into the air.

He originally used this method as a means of escape, but now he can only use it as a last resort.

"Master is good at tricks. This kind of supernatural power is rare in the world." The old monk smiled and stretched out his finger to swipe the air. Cui Yu felt that the surrounding air had become a solid wall, blocking his way, and his air could not penetrate through it. Forced to show the original shape.

"You old monk is not particular about it!" Cui Yu was about to move the dragon-binding lock around his waist, but this was his last hole card, and he would never use it lightly unless it was really a shame.

"Filial piety? Do you really want to be filial to me?" Cui Yu forced a smile on his face.

The old monk looked sincerely: "I also ask Master to give you instructions."

"Go and kill pigweed for me." Cui Yu handed the basket to the old monk.

Hearing this, the old monk took over the basket tower, turned and left.

Seeing the old monk's back, Cui Yu was stunned: "It's so simple?"

In the next moment, without saying a word, he ran away.

Cui Yu ran so fast that he almost didn't dare to stop, and ran wildly without saying a word.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Cui Yu came to Xiaoli Village, turned around and looked behind him, but there was no trace of the old monk, so he couldn't help drooling: "Damn, that old monk is definitely not human, maybe it's because of the weirdness. Lied to me."

"When we arrived at Li's Village, there was a Kunlun Mirror to take care of us. This old monk should not be able to catch up with him." Cui Yu showed a soothing smile.

Just when he walked to his house, he saw a familiar figure feeding the pigs with pig grass.

old monk!
The old monk of Dazang came to the house first!

"How does he know that my family is here?" Cui Yu became anxious all of a sudden.

The enemy has already touched their lair, can he not be in a hurry?

This old monk is so weird, and his cultivation base is so high, when did he provoke such a terrifying opponent?

"Could it be that Shi Long leaked the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, and this old monk is trying to track down the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations?" Cui Yu's heart was beating wildly, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

After thinking about it, the only one who can cause such trouble is the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations.

"Is Shilong crazy? How dare he spread the news of the Golden Elixir? Besides, Tang Zhou is not stupid, how could he allow Shilong to talk nonsense?" Cui Yu was a little confused for a moment.

The more I think about it, the more suspicious I become, this old monk came here for the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!
Apart from the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, he really couldn't think of anything that could provoke such an opponent.

pigsty

Let's talk before tea time

The old monk came to Cui Yu's house with pigweed on his back. Zhu Wuneng in the courtyard saw the Buddha, and he danced excitedly, as if seeing a relative he hadn't seen for a long time. He rushed over and hugged him with both hooves. Buddha's thigh.

"Hmph ~ (Old Buddha, you are finally here, please save me! That Cui Yu is not a son of man, he has tortured me in every possible way, I have had enough! I beg you to use your great magic power and supernatural powers to bring me back to life. Let’s accept that evil.)”

Zhu Wuneng complained fiercely to Lao Fo, his voice was full of sorrow, and his big eyes were filled with tears.

"Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious! It's all your doom! The old monk is here this time to save you from the doom."

"Old Ancestor, you must cook that Cui Yu for me to drink."

"Old Ancestor, I want to eat Cui Yu's head! I want to kill him a hundred times!"

"Old Ancestor, you can make the decision for me."

Just when Zhu Wuneng was cursing and complaining, a figure came from afar.

Seeing Cui Yu approaching, the old monk's eyes lit up.

"Master, this disciple has already fed the pig. Your pig is really good!" The old monk looked at the big fat pig with a smile in his eyes.

Cui Yu looked at the old monk's smiling face basking in the sun, and always felt that he was mocking him.

This smiling face looks like it could be punched a few times.

Zhu Wuneng, who was grazing, suddenly raised his head, looked at Cui Yu who was coming, and then at the old monk beside him, his eyes were filled with astonishment, the grass fell out of his mouth, and his eyes almost protruded Come.

What did he hear?
Look, what did he hear?
Zhu Wuneng felt that the grass in his mouth suddenly tasted bad.

Nan Hua, who was watching a play in the courtyard, was stunned when he heard the address of the two, and turned to look at Miao Shan: "What did the old monk say just now? Did I hear correctly?"

"Master?" Miao Shan was a little uncertain, her face was full of astonishment.

"It's Master." Shoucheng trembled with his hands weaving the bamboo strips.

"Cui Yu is lucky to be accepted as an apprentice by Buddha. In the future, he will be the second person in Buddhism." Zhang Jiao said with a smile beside him.

"That's right! Master Buddha actually accepted Cui Yu as his apprentice. Cui Yu's luck is against the heavens."

"It's really against the sky."

Several people nodded in agreement one after another.

"Master, if you have any work to do, just ask me. I will do it neatly and beautifully." The old monk came to Cui Yu, put his hands together and bowed.

Several people in the next yard fell silent for a moment.