Museum of Demons

The time is earlier than this.

On the banks of the East China Sea.

There are monks here talking and arguing about Buddhism. Among them, they talk about tantric things. They talk about many magical powers and mysteries. They are really amazing. The power of the people is boundless. The people around them are fascinated. Since the previous Taoism and Buddhism theory Fa, after revealing the truth of the matter of practice, Shenzhou has been able to see those practitioners walking outside.

They occasionally preach on the teachings, Dharma, and spiritual things.

But it can only be said in a broad sense.

It can be regarded as popular science at most.

Because the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the special operations team have directly announced that if you want to teach the Fa, you can.

Must have a license.

What's the point of this!

At that time, I didn't know how many cultivators who got out of the old forest jumped and scolded their mothers.

Their ancestors and ancestors have relied on their own practice for generations, and now they want to accept two apprentices, they still have to go to get their licenses, some people go, good guys, the first thing is to think about cultivation, the brain hurts, turn it over The second book is "Criminal Law" in two big characters with bling.

A group of monks, look at me, I look at you.

In the end, everyone squatted on the curb and smoked, with sad faces.

You are carrying a sword, I am carrying a shovel, and all the staff are out of the game.

Test test.

That's a fart!

Then the Tianshifu took out the second exam, and they allowed to do popular science, and Buddhist students could also come for the exam.

But among these monks, there was a fair-faced young monk who calmly did not speak.

An unpretentious villager offered him a bowl of rice porridge and a pile of mustard greens, and said, "Master, why don't you talk about it? In Tantric Buddhism, are there really a few masters who say so well?"

The handsome monk took a sip from the bowl, thought about it, and replied:

"If you have a very good understanding, you can practice Zen. If you have a strong mind and you can study for decades, you should follow the Confucianism. Even if you are like ordinary people in ancient times, you have no knowledge or time. You can also go to the convenient way of chanting Buddha."

"But don't go to Tantric."

The villager was puzzled, and said, "But I see them saying that Tantric Buddhism is very powerful."

The young monk said: "In the eyes of the poor monk, Tantric Buddhism is almost like the Dao of Demons."

The villager was shocked and said, "Demon?"

"So dangerous?"

The young monk smiled and said:

"Esoteric Buddhism has a view of bones. Visualize that all people in this world are bones. The extreme group of them will think that all the phases are empty, and all the colored sentient beings will eventually change and become empty. The world, the world, and the earth are like the ocean. Our human world is just a blister that emerges from above, and it will disperse in a moment."

"So, they will think that the world is empty, and they can move as they please without restraint."

"Regardless of killing, violent, and looking over the years, they are all empty. The dreams in the dream bubble, even if they do evil, their minds will be condensed, because they believe that they are not wrong, and the Dharma is ultimately the nature of practice. There is nothing wrong with making a mistake."

"And among the tantric monks, there are also bodhisattvas who give to men and women in the flesh."

"There was a watery woman who contracted an illness and died at a young age. Only the man who had an affair with her set up a solitary grave for her, and there was no one to care about it, but an old monk worshipped her, saying that she gave to the lonely man in the flesh. Freed from the sea of ​​suffering, now you have completed your merits, and you leave the world to give to the bodhisattva for the flesh."

The man turned pale with fright and left.

The young monk dressed in black took a sip of porridge and his face was peaceful.

Someone behind said: "You are lying."

If Wei Yuan was there, he would recognize Fang Feng, the honest fisherman who gave him Tang Shunzhi's pen. Fang Feng sneered: "The monk back then, doesn't he even blink his eyes now?"

Dao Yan's tone did not fluctuate.

"When the poor monk just spoke, he closed his eyes."

Fang Feng's forehead twitched.

The two of them are at odds.

If you count upwards, the ancestor of modern jade carving, Lu Zigang of Daming was a native of Taicang. He grew up by the sea when he was young. "Fu Zhi" records, Lu Zigang used a knife to carve jade, Zigang died, the skill is not passed, it is the method of Fangfeng family.

But the same.

"Suzhou Local Records" records that Lu Zigang, who is not sixty years old, suddenly means that he has been Sengzhi Pingsi for more than ten years, and he is also a strange person without entering the city.

This is the grudge between him and Dao Yan.

A good disciple was abducted and taken to Buddhism. As a result, even Fang Feng's jade carving technique could not be passed on. If he were not to guard the Gonggong, Fang Feng felt that he would smash the bald head of the monk with a jade hammer.

Dao Yan followed the path of the doctor named Yuan in the past.

But I didn't expect to come to the East China Sea and see this ‘old man’.

The voice said flatly: "It cannot be said that this method of tantric diligence is absolutely undesirable, but in an extremely direct way to practice'form is emptiness, and emptiness is form', which will inevitably lead to a large number of people who can't control their hearts. Fall into the magic way."

"Persuade one to save the other."

Fang Feng just said nothing.

Dao Yan looked towards the East China Sea. After he came to the East China Sea, the energy of'Yuan' suddenly disappeared, which was sensed by Buddhism's supernatural powers. Even with his cultivation level, there is no way to detect it specifically, but it can only be vaguely noticed. The induction made him feel a little stunned.

Immediately he raised his eyes slightly, frowning and looking at the distance in the East China Sea.

There is a Qi machine hiding in hiding, and it is coming here quickly.

If it is an ordinary monk, he will definitely be avoided, unable to detect it.

But Dao Yan is a monk who has all the experience.

Buddhist supernatural powers are not vain.

Dao Yan used chopsticks to finish every grain of rice, and the porridge bowl was clean, then put the chopsticks on, retracted his hand, got up, stepped forward, moved for a while, fell silent, and then turned around and kicked away. When he came back, he stretched out his hand to align the chopsticks more neatly, and finally pushed the tail of the chopsticks gently with the pad of the thumb, and then he exhaled contentedly and stood up.

Taking a step forward, he suddenly appeared on the East China Sea.

In the vast expanse, the monk stretched out his right hand, flipped his five fingers, and slammed it down.

There was thunder in the sky.

A figure had to escape from the void.

It was a gentle alchemist, frowning.

The young monk lifted his eyes slightly. His fate was originally supposed to be the'Emperor Master' who assisted Zhu Di to ascend the throne. He was a buddhist who was able to achieve the great cause of entering the world. He was only being disturbed and deviated. Even so, he still These are the first people of Ming Dynasty.

Looking at Xu Xin, the handsome monk stood up with one hand, his voice indifferent, and said, "Who am I?"

"It turned out to be a Japanese pirate..."

"What are you doing in China again?"

Xu Si frowned, not wanting to pester the monk.

But he couldn't avoid Dao Yan's palm.

This monk has nearly 600 years of exquisite Buddhism. He observes three thousand worlds, like reading texts in his palm. Even if it is not comparable to this sentence, it is not difficult to block Xu City and prevent him from bypassing himself and setting foot on China. Xu Shi In the past two thousand years, under the torment of fear, I have also tried every means to lay down the "what if the tomb of the first emperor changes".

As long as you use it, you can take the upper hand. At the worst, it should be able to retreat from the whole body...

His pioneer, taking this as the core.

But the young monk directly blocked the way.

It is equivalent to directly interrupting his backhand.

Buddhism leaks everything, no phase or thought, Tianke alchemist.

Although he could not find Yuan, he could vent his anger if he found a Japanese pirate.

The young monk whispered in his heart.

Even the Pure Land Sect must follow this precept.

Buddhist disciples do not kill.

But except for Japanese pirates.

Dao Yan forced Xu Shi back, and said slowly: "A Japanese pirate's first level can exchange a lot of silver. This military order has long been useless, but your head is too ugly, and the poor monk doesn't like it." Only in the middle, the young monk had already taken a step forward, showing his magical powers, and appeared on Xu City's side almost instantly.

Five fingers hooked, Pei Ran hit it with great force.

With fierce moves and abrupt moves, Xu Xin had to retreat, which was also furious.

Under the fear and apprehension, the worries about what happened to the imperial mausoleum, coupled with Dao Yan's relentless killing moves and persecution, he finally made him emotionally angry.

Raised his hand to fight against Dao Yan.

The waves burst violently, and then tens of meters of waves rose up.

Dao Yan and Xu Shi fought wildly outside this East China Sea, and Xu Shi originally planned to hide secretly, using the plan of burying near the imperial mausoleum, but was directly cut off by the monk, and even the secret was broken by the monk. , Because of the existence of a monk who missed everything, Xu Shi couldn't even use the magical powers of heaven.

With diamond power, you can cut off your troubles.

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At this time ~www.readwn.com~ Wei Yuan and Emperor Shi had already walked out of the imperial mausoleum.

He made a phone call and first notified the people outside that there was a problem inside, and he immediately entered the rescue, and then walked out with Emperor Shi. Wei Yuan paused, turned his head to look at the Emperor Shi who was covered in black clothes, and fell silent. Seriously in a negotiating tone:

"Your Majesty... this, since it's a ‘microservice’ tour to the east, you have to change your clothes."

"Um...what style do you like, loose, sporty, or Chinese formal wear?"

"I'll go and buy."

PS: The second one today............

The first emperor's east tour should not end immediately, the kind of stubborn and short plot.

Peace of mind~

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