Nightfall

Qi Nian looked at Jun Mo's empty sleeves and said, "You were cut off by Liu Bai, and you are still in the world. Now, what you need most is the compassion of my Buddha, so you will stay away from Chang'an." At this point, why should you resist, why not really convert to my Buddha? "

Jun Mo looked towards the peak in front of the wilderness. The mountain was only two hundred miles away. It was very close, so it became more and more majestic. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "How to convert?"

Qiannian looked at the **** iron sword in his hand and said, "Put down the butcher's knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha."

"There are statues of Buddha, bones of corpses, gold-made objects, silver-encrusted skulls, monks with rosaries on their necks, ears tied to the nobles’ necks, this is not a Buddhist country, it is hell, there is no living Buddha here, only evil spirits . "

Jun Mo withdrew his gaze and looked at him expressionlessly: If he really wants to become a Buddha, how can he succeed if he doesn't get rid of you real evil spirits? Since I want to kill you, how can I put down the butcher knife? You can stand on the ground or put down the butcher knife to become a Buddha, but here, picking up the butcher knife is the way to become a Buddha. "

Qiannian was silent for a long time, and then looked at the ragged serfs and said, "Can you really think that you can take these people away by yourself?"

Jun Mo said: "I wanted to take these people to build a road to the ground. Although the cliff wall is high, if it is repaired for generations, it can always be repaired, but now I feel that the time is a little tight, so I changed one. Fa Zi, since you can't get out, take them to the mountain to see the scenery first. "

There are many mountains in the underground world, but there is only one real mountain, that is, Prajna Mountain. At this time, the morning light is reflected in the sight of everyone, and it is full of light.

The mountain is the remains of the Buddha. The thing Junmo has to do is to take millions of serfs like ghosts in the underground world and go to the remains of the Buddha to enjoy the sunshine and warmth.

Qiannian raised his eyebrows slightly, angered and shouted, "Hooze yourself! How can you do it alone!"

Junmo stood in front of thousands of serfs and shouted, "Open your eyes! See how many people there are!"

Qiannian was very angry and said, "Do you expect to rely on these people to mess up my Buddhist kingdom? Don't forget that these stupid people are like ants, how can they fly?"

Junmo said indifferently: "More than twenty years ago, you said in the wasteland that there were flying ants listening to the first lecture, flying in the light, and now you have to erase your own ideas?"

Qiannian's chest was slightly dull, and Zen was suddenly restless, saying, "These people are guilty, so they are stupid."

Junmo said: "You can see why the Buddha set the commandments in those days, and it is strictly forbidden for the monks in the monastery to teach them knowledge of writing, and even less for them to learn the Dharma?"

Qiannian was silent, because including him, the monks of all dynasties did not want to understand this problem, and it was understandable without passing on word knowledge. However, let these sinners cultivate Buddha, would n’t they make their faith more religious?

"Seven thoughts, your beliefs are not as firm as you think. Millions of serfs in the underground world, just pick an old woman out, in this respect, you must be more than a hundred times."

Junmo shouted: "Because of your literacy, because of your cultivation of Buddhism, this practice has always been more and more suspicious, no doubt, no cultivation, so the monk will eventually doubt the buddhist, and the Buddha will naturally doubt the Buddha!"

Qiannian's face was pale, and the back of the monk's clothing was wet with sweat, and he became uneasy.

Jun Mo looked into his eyes and said, "Buddha is very clear that only truly stupid people will have truly firm beliefs, so he does not allow you, disciples, to teach Buddhism in the earthly world. What he wants is that these people are stupid, stupid, Only in this way can he create a western bliss world, and then confident that he becomes an idiot to dare to trap Haotian.

You say these people are guilty, so stupid? Damn it! Their stupidity is the sin committed by your Buddha! "

Qi Nian wanted to say something, Jun Mo did n’t give him a chance, and continued: "Besides, Buddha strictly forbids you to teach them Dharma knowledge because he is afraid! If everyone wakes up and everyone becomes a Buddha, then he still How to maintain this evil world of bliss? You bald donkeys, do n’t pass on their words, do n’t speak Buddhist scriptures, they are naturally stupid, I now pass on their words, wake up their minds, they are naturally sober, what I dug is your foundation, I It is this piece of Buddhism that is going to be destroyed. I want to see how you can stop me. "

Thousands of serfs stood behind Jun Mo. It seemed that they did not change much from before. They were still ragged, dirty, and even some people were still hungry, but if you look closely, you can find their eyes. Still calm, but no longer as numb as before, and became alive-human eyes are used to see freedom, to find freedom, it will be alive, as if there is life, that is real life.

During the year of the serf rebellion, in addition to fighting around or avoiding encirclement and suppression, the one thing that took the most time was learning. At the beginning, Junmo taught the herdsmen of the tribe by the cliff, and then the herdsmen became teachers and taught others. Peer literacy, who have never been in contact with knowledge or civilization, once they started to contact, they seemed so hungry and started to grow at an unimaginable rate.

Qiye looked into the eyes of the serfs and knew Junmo didn't lie.

Thinking about the heart and spirit of Junmo's efforts in this process, he was a little unable to understand, and asked, "Why do you have such great maliciousness towards Buddhism and Buddha?"

Without deep maliciousness, it is impossible to pay such a big heart.

"Why is it malicious? Because you are evil."

Jun Mo said: "I hate monks and buddhist temples most in my life. You don't have anything to do in the world. You deceive the gold and silver treasures of the poor. This is especially true here. How can I hate? How can I not hate? Of course, the Taoist gods What you do is no different from yours. "

Akihachi silently thought that the disadvantages of Buddhism are even heavier. Since you know this, why do you want to put more disgust on Buddhism?

"Because Daomen never concealed their purpose, the priests in the Xiling Temple want to rule the world, they want power and wealth, and satisfy all kinds of desires, even if they will hang under the guise of kindness and love, but they It ’s very casual, there is no way to lie to more people. "

Junmo said: "Different from the Buddha, the guise you hang higher, the performance is better, the arch is too big, and the deception is deeper. I look more unpleasant."

Aoba said, "This is the difference between a real villain and a hypocrite?"

"The difference between a robber and a thief."

Junmo's sentence directly reduced the two noble Buddhist and Taoist sects directly into the dust. Then he looked at the serfs around him and said, "Of course you have both here.

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Aoba said: "My ancestors also have countless brothers and sisters who work hard to clean up in the world, keep the precepts, don't be greedy or not, and take compassion as a concern, don't you see these?"

Junmo looked at Jufeng in the distance and laughed: "Clear rules and regulations? Look at the male robbers and female prostitutes in your monastery, the illegitimate sons of the mountains, but I am so sorry to talk about these?"

Aoba said: "What do you think of Master Qishan as the first bloodline of the predecessor?"

Junmo said: "The master is truly virtuous, so he left Xuankong Temple when he was a boy. Do you want to use the master to paste gold on the Buddha statue in Xuankong Temple? Does the Buddha have a face?"

In his view, Buddhism is full of hypocritical bald donkeys, just like Qi Nian did in those days, with the look of compassion, cheating the master and his brothers and benevolence, it is shameless to set up a killing in the Lanke Temple.

At that time, Junmo used the iron sword to cut the seven thoughts, first asked the gentleman how to deceive? After drinking the gentleman with Fangqi in his hand, the square body iron sword cut Qi Nian's physical body in front of Xuankong Temple. In the Buddhist kingdom, he used words as a sword, and cut Qi Nian's face pale. Why is it miserable?

Because he is rational.

Is reasonable, and can travel all over the world, whether it is an alley or a avenue.

Qi Nian Xiu closed Zen for nearly two decades, he was not good at debating, and was stung by the words of Jun Mo in the deepest part of Zen heart. Where can he speak, there is no excuse.

Can't argue, then you can only fight.

Qiannian extended a finger to Junmo on the meadow, pointing to break the autumn wind, seemingly drawing a circle randomly, and behind his head, there was an extra circle, emitting endless Buddha light.

He withdrew his fingers, and Hehe stood still on his chest, his body began to radiate Buddha light, the line of the monk's clothing fluttered, and the lines on the edge of the body expanded strangely into the air, instantly becoming countless times larger.

There was another seven thoughts in the wilderness, his face was full of anger, his eyebrows were like swords, and the thunder in his eyes was moving, as if he could calm all the evil spirits in the world. It was his physical law body: the immortal king!

First came out to converge the Buddha's mind, and then invited the dharma body outside, but Qi Nian's casting still did not stop. I saw that the Ming Wang dharma body stretched out his right palm in the air, and slightly bent his index finger, which is the big handprint of the Buddha's mantra!

He practiced closed-mouth meditation. He does not need to speak the Buddha's words, but his own words are resounding between heaven and earth!

In the voice of the Buddha, the mountain-like immortal king's dharma body moved to Junmo with the handprint town.

Handprints are still like mountains.

Mountains and mountains overlap, endless, it is a prajna.

Qi Nian really deserves to be a strong Buddhist sect, walking in the world, the shot is a triple magical state!

This is a strong enemy, but Jun Mo also gradually looked away.

How to break these three supernatural powers?

Just like those monks on the battlefield before ~ ​​www.readwn.com ~ Junmo's sword.

He still only made a sword.

This does not mean that Jun Mo despised Qi Nian and regarded him as the same level as those monks and soldiers.

Previously only one sword was produced because one sword was enough.

Now he only makes one sword, because only one sword is enough.

Junmo's seemingly simple sword actually included all his cultivation into the realm.

Is simple, so Xeon.

The straight iron sword, rising from the autumn wind, stabbed on the big handprint of the immobile king.

Ming Wang's dharma is like a mountain, and the handprint is like a mountain. He cast a large shadow between the wilderness. The iron sword in Junmo's hand looks like an insignificant wooden thorn.

Thin wooden thorns held up the palms falling from the sky.

The wood thorn even punctured the palm.

No matter how hard and strong the palm is, once let the fine wood thorn enter the meat, it will be very painful.

The iron sword pierced the imprint of the immobile King.

Hanye's face was pale, and blood flowed gradually between his palms.

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