Chapter 85: A sword is extended to break the heart of the bald Buddha!
By the blue lake, at the entrance of the camp.
Chen Xuan held the sword on the mountainside of Mo Shan. He extended the sword and stabbed it straight. This was a very simple sword.
All the boys and girls present at the Mochi Garden could stab this sword, this is the thorn sword, the foundation of swordsmanship.
But the ascetic monk had a cold liver and gallbladder, and his pupils couldn't stop dilating.
"Zheng!" sounded, and the sound of the sword was like an arrow piercing the clouds, awakening the vitality of the world that fell into silence after being lively.
The ascetic monk from the White Pagoda took off the rosary beads he had been playing with. The ascetic monk's chanting power was quite powerful. The rosary beads hung in the air, and the monk recited Buddhist scriptures.
"If I smell it,"
When the Zen sound lingered, the ascetic monk opened his eyes, exhausted all his thoughts, and cast the Great Seal of Buddhism.
Could it be that he still can't stop this Taoist's borrowed sword?Wouldn't that be too ridiculous?
Chen Xuan smiled freely: "Monk, your rosary is broken!"
"Did the Buddha you cultivated help you, and since the Buddha has never helped you, why should it help this world to escape from the sea of suffering?"
"Go back! Saying that you are a monk has ruined your name. You are just a bald man!"
After the sword was handed out, the sword pierced the ascetic monk's rosary.
The ascetic monk smiled, but said ferociously: "I am already in the upper realm of Dongxuan, and I am far away from the realm of knowing fate, and there is only a layer of window paper left. The rosary is still there, why is it broken?"
"Taoist, you are so proud. Your teacher has never taught you, do you need to fear me, the Buddha?"
The rosary is still hanging in the air, and he can still perceive the existence of the natal rosary, how can it be broken?
Chen Xuan took a beautiful sword flower, closed the sword and his back, calmly looked at the string of rosary beads hanging in the air, and said, "Bad scoop! Look at this rosary, isn't it broken now?"
Before the words were finished, many cracks appeared on the rosary, which was full of Buddha spirit and flowed with thoughts.
Then it cracked inch by inch, and the broken pieces of wood from the rosary beads fell into the snow.
In a daze, the ascetic monk seemed to see a tall divine man looking down at him. The figure of the tall divine man was actually so similar to the Taoist in front of him, but the Taoist's beautiful eyebrows lacked the red divine lines.
The ascetic monk blinked his eyes and looked up, but all he saw was that the sky was high and far away, and there was no god anywhere!
"puff!"
The ascetic monk whose birth rosary had been destroyed dropped his Zen staff at this moment, covering his chest and vomiting blood.
Practitioners place their trust in their destiny, but now that their destiny rosary has been destroyed, the power of mindfulness accumulated by the ascetic monks has naturally dissipated between heaven and earth.
A Buddhist heart that had been cultivated for more than [-] years now collapsed silently!
No, he is a monk from the White Pagoda, a disciple of the Buddhist sect, not a bald ladle in the Taoist population.
Before leaving, the ascetic monk looked at the Mochiyuan disciples and threatened: "Master Mo Shan, if you continue to bully the weak, I will definitely report to my aunt."
"Lord Mo Shan, when you reach the coalition army, you will have your own opinion when raising the account!"
He is a disciple of the Buddhist sect, but he has never heard that there is a Tao of peace in the Haotian Taoist sect.
He is just a Taoist who relies on his arguments and cultivation to be arrogant and unreasonable.
After finishing his harsh words, the monk limped towards the coalition camp, facing the snowflakes falling again from the sky.
The disciples of Mochiyuan felt very happy when they saw the ascetic monk leaving in despair.
Zhuo Zhihua finally breathed a sigh of relief, but that Aunt Qu Ni, who is very powerful in the coalition army, if the Mochiyuan disciples are asked to take risks, how can the Mochiyuan disciples still refuse? The River Kingdom is dark and weak, so it must rely on the Tang Kingdom to compete with the Moon Wheel. The same is true for the coalition forces!
The lingering worries in Mo Shanshan's brows and eyes were finally relieved. She looked at Chen Xuan, bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for speaking out for justice here!"
Chen Xuan smiled slightly, returned the beautiful sword to the ebony scabbard on the mountainside of Moshan, and said: "Thank you very much. Master Moshan's beautiful sword is the right one. The beautiful sword is very good!"
The people are naturally nice too.
It's just that baldness disturbs people's purity, which is really bad.
Mo Shanshan held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand and said worriedly: "Mr. Chen, if you ruined the life of the White Tower disciple with the sword, Aunt Qu Ni will never stop."
"That Aunt Qu Ni, who is well-known in all countries in the world, has a reputation for hating evil like an enemy, and now watching the disciples of the White Pagoda, the world's words are wrong."
The sister of the head of the Moonland Kingdom is already extremely senior among the practitioners of the coalition army this time.
Only Cheng Lixue, the vice-president of the Tianyu Academy, could suppress one or two of them. But how could the vice-president of the Tianyu Academy favor the Great River Country?
Her teacher, Wang Shusheng, is just a guest minister of the temple, and has no authority in the temple.
Chen Xuan nodded and said: "It is said that he hates evil as much as he hates it, but he is just using his power to bully others. His seniority and cultivation level are far beyond Qu Ni's, even though he hates his behavior."
"But I don't care about their actions. Those whose seniority is lower than Qu Ni can only suffer in silence."
"That's why, the more domineering and domineering, the stronger the realm of cultivation, it's not the reason!"
"Although I am a top student in seven subjects of the academy, I do not agree with the principles of the academy."
"Mo Shan mainly believes in his own heart. Not all the principles of the academy are right. The master is still wrong, let alone the academy?"
Whoever has the biggest fist, is what he says makes sense? There has never been such a truth, and his teacher who walked on the river would not agree with this truth.
Those who believe in this truth and only want to use force to bully others and believe that force is the truth are all unjust people.
Mo Shanshan looked at the Mochiyuan disciples who were playing on the ice by the blue lake, and said helplessly: "But the words and deeds of the White Pagoda monk just now have been deeply ingrained in their hearts."
She can naturally understand what Mr. Chen said and agree with it.
But how many people in this world can agree with this truth?
Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said: "So the group of monks in the White Pagoda of Yuelun Kingdom spend their days praying and practicing Buddhism."
"In the end, it's just a bald gourd. The true Buddha has long since fallen silent, and the awakened one has not been seen in the world for a long time."
Inside the gate of the Mozong Mountain at the bottom of Daming Lake, that old bald ladle may be considered half a true Buddha and half an enlightened being.
It's just a pity that Liansheng 32 should have been stored in the Eight Treasures Lotus Pond, but she insisted on falling into this ridiculous world.
The old bald ladle is stubborn and does not realize it. He wants to do the ultimate thing and destroy the world in order to seek the liberation of all sentient beings. He is carrying all sentient beings on his back! Mo Shanshan said: "Mr. Chen, no matter how difficult the White Tower is tomorrow, the disciples of Mochiyuan will definitely live up to Mr. Chen and save us today."
The sage said: "Enmity must be avenged, and kindness must be repaid."
She is a bookworm among the world's three idiots, how could she not understand the truth in the book? Chen Xuan played with the jade seal on the player's waist, and said in relief: "Lord Mo Shan is too worried, the White Pagoda is not the tiankeng, and Qu Ni is not preaching scriptures, you and I bear it together, what can the White Pagoda and Xuankong do?" ?”
After more than [-] years of practice, I thought I could see through the world, but once I was in trouble, I saw myself! (End of this chapter)