Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 3488

[Chapter 3488 Some weird Jinshan Temple]

“Ti… Junior Brother Tipu, you… Who are you saying that this person has attained the Buddhahood of Bodhisattva?” Li Ming was extremely surprised and looked at Xiao Hua with inconceivable eyes.

Xiao Hua naturally knew that within the Buddha’s light was the Buddha’s decree of Leiyin Temple, which was the news about Cihui’s achievement of the Buddhahood of Manjushri Bodhisattva of Namo Great Wisdom, so he no longer concealed it, and said with a smile: “Of course it is the news of Master Cihui? If you don’t believe it, hurry back to Jietai Temple to see it and you’ll know!”

“Okay, okay, the poor monk is saying goodbye!” Li Ming heard that, his face was a little anxious, and he put his hands together, not waiting for Xiao Hua to return the salute, and urged Xiangyun to rush to the temple.

After all, the addition of a new Bodhisattva to the Pure Land world has been a major event for tens of thousands of years. Not to mention the joyful celebration throughout the Pure Land time, that is, every temple will also organize certain ceremonies to celebrate.

Xiao Hua did not dare to neglect, and still turned around and folded his hands together to send Ming, thanking Ming for leading the way. After waiting for Ming’s voice to disappear, Xiao Hua raised his eyes and looked at the grand scene of the entire Pure Land world, and his heart was also secretly emotional. Although I don’t know how Cihui achieved the fruit, from Guzhen’s mouth, Xiao Hua can also guess one or two, and it must be related to the ancient Buddha Caili.

“My Taoist sect has the secret technique of condensing knowledge treasure, and the Buddhist sect has ancient Buddha color benefits. The effect of condensing knowledge treasure is limited, and it is useful for monks under Nascent Soul. This ancient Buddha color benefit is incredible, and it can directly make people The fruit.” Xiao Hua stood in the air and thought to himself, “Also, the little monk Cihui… No, it should be the Namo Great Wisdom Manjusri Bodhisattva is now only in the realm of Mingyu, its strength is somewhat similar to the Taoist Jindan, etc. A low-level cultivation base can actually achieve fruition? Either the Buddhahood of Buddhism has nothing to do with strength, as I told others before; or the Buddha’s strength will greatly improve after attaining Buddhahood, making up for the lack of cultivation! Also, Buddha Zong’s cultivation is really mysterious. Karma, reincarnation, belief, etc. are all mysterious and mysterious things. They can all be used for cultivation. It seems… Buddhism is not simple! Xiaomou got the inheritance of Xiaolinglong Temple. It should be well comprehended and grasp the secrets within.”

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua turned around and wanted to go, but at this moment Xiao Hua was suddenly surprised: “Oh, no, there is one more thing! My Dao Sect cultivator has cultivated for the rest of his life to become an immortal, and he will stay with my Dao Sect. The cultivator has cultivated to the extreme in the mortal world, and naturally he can soar during the day, but what is the purpose of the Buddhist disciples’ cultivation? Don’t they just want to achieve the fruit? Cihui has achieved the Buddha’s fruit now, why does he… not soar Is it possible to become the Buddha Lord and Bodhisattva of the Buddhist sect… do not need to ascend? If so, how could Cihui’s strength soar??”

The more he thought about it, the more confused Xiao Hua’s heart became, his forehead was actually sweaty, and he felt vaguely in his heart that this was another big secret of the Buddhist sect. The phenomena of heaven and earth are far from being known by one’s own strength now!

“Forget it…” Xiao Hua sighed when he saw the night’s rise again, looked away from the long-lasting Buddha’s light in the sky, looked at the Jinshan Temple flying with bats, and said secretly, “Xiao has a lot of burdens, hurry up today. Let’s settle the matter of Jiang Liu’er’s demise!”

Because of his request to Jinshan Temple, Xiao Hua did not dare to collide too much, and did not release his Buddha consciousness. He flew over the Chenjiang River, glanced at it a little, and landed on the edge of the river. , look around, look at the steps from the riverside to the gate of Jinshan Temple, put your hands together, step by step from the foot of the mountain to the gate of Jinshan Temple.

When viewed from mid-air, the Jinshan Temple was not very high, but when he actually walked, Xiao Hua still took nearly a meal. Seeing that the gate of Jinshan Temple was in front of him, Xiao Hua frowned. Because he walked here from the riverside, and there was no Buddhist consciousness swept over, and although it was already dark at this time, it had not yet entered the night, and the temple gate of Jinshan Temple was actually closed. In particular, the Buddhist bell of Jinshan Temple just ringed sixty-four times. The master of Jietai Temple knew that there would be a ceremony to celebrate in his temple. Although Jinshan Temple was smaller than Jietai Temple, the abbot of Jinshan Temple was Jiji. The great Zen master is many generations higher than the Xinchan of Zhitai Temple. How could this Jinshan Temple not celebrate? What about no ceremony?

Xiao Hua frowned and pondered. He had already reached the gate of Jinshan Temple. The gate of Jinshan Temple was not bright and could not be compared with Jietai Temple, but it was definitely not shabby, and the incense seemed to be good. Looking at the copper door knocker that was motionless in the wind, Xiao Hua raised his hand and was about to take a photo…

At this moment, Xiao Hua suddenly smelled a pungent aroma of wine. There was also a very attractive and mellow aroma in the wine aroma. This aroma Xiao Hua was definitely familiar with, but he hadn’t smelled it for a long time. Earthly ordinary meat aroma.

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, his hand froze in the air immediately, “crunch…” The temple door of Jinshan Temple opened, revealing a small gap, a tall and fat rough monk, holding a lotus leaf bag in his hand, another There was a wine jar under his arm. He opened the door and looked back. It was the one who was about to leave the temple on tiptoe.

Seeing this, Xiao Hua was about to speak when the fat monk just turned his head and saw Xiao Hua’s hand at a glance. He shouted “Ah!!” and seemed to be frightened. The lotus leaf bag was still in his hand. A wine jar fell immediately…

Seeing that the wine jar was about to shatter and the meat in the lotus leaf bag fell into the dust, Xiao Hua reluctantly moved his hand, and both of them landed on the ground smoothly.

“Little monk…you’re going to scare me to death! Don’t you want to live?” The fat monk with wine and meat came back to his senses at this time, and immediately became furious. He raised his bowl-sized fist and smashed it at Xiao Hua’s nose. !

“Amitabha…” Xiao Hua stretched out a finger and touched the fist of the wine and meat monk like lightning and flint. The wine and meat monk was like a lightning strike, and the whole body was shaking rapidly. The wine and meat monk’s eyes showed horror, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted, “Grandpa, spare your life, grandpa, spare your life…”

“Get up…” Xiao Hua called out coldly, “The little monk is Tipu, and I came here to meet the great Zen master Jijie today!”

“Hello junior brother, hello uncle master!” The wine and meat monk hurriedly got up from the ground, clasped his hands together in a hurry, and shouted, “Little monk Mingshen has seen Uncle Master!”

“Yeah” Xiao Hua nodded, “Don’t go and inform Xiao Seng.”

“This…” Mingshen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he looked down at Xiao Hua, looking at the wine jar and the lotus leaf bag on the ground, how dare he return his mouth, and said in a low voice, “Uncle Shi Wait, the little monk will inform you immediately!”

As he said that, with a charming smile on his face, he lowered his head and wrapped the wine jar and lotus leaves, and walked past Xiao Hua’s side and rushed into the woods next to the temple. But after a long time, he ran back in a hurry and rushed into the Jinshan Temple. When he ran past Xiao Hua, he still remembered in a low voice: “Uncle Shi, wait a moment, the little monk will be back right away.”

Sure enough, not long after Mingshen entered the temple, a rather old monk walked over with a lantern in his hand. This old monk had cloudy eyes, and he was obviously not the kind of monk who was concentrating on Buddhism. Before the old monk walked to the temple gate, he opened the door, looked at Xiao Hua, who was standing at the door, and asked, “Little monk, your name is Tipu?”

“Yes, the little monk’s name is Tipu, and he is here to visit the great Zen master.” Xiao Hua put his hands together and did not dare to neglect.

“Amitabha, Lao Na Yong Tomb.” The old monk startled Xiao Hua as soon as he opened his mouth. The word “Yong” was so high that he didn’t even know what to call it.

“Hehe, just call Lao Na as Shishu!” The old monk Yongzuka seemed to like this kind of surprise and said with a smile, “Did you come to Jinshan Temple to place an order?”

“Ah?” Xiao Hua smiled bitterly again. Although this Yongzhong was not as old as the old monk from Xiaolinglong Temple, but his ears were the same, he had to say again, “Good teacher knows that the little monk is here to visit the great Zen master.”

“Oh, you haven’t eaten yet, come, little monk, come with Lao Na, Ming Shen and the others have just eaten, and there is still some vegetarian food left, you will eat it!” The old monk Yongzhong smiled and probed his hand. , about to grab Xiao Hua’s wrist. Xiao Hua was stunned, but if you are a cultivator, let alone someone you don’t know, even if you are very familiar with it, it is impossible to give your wrist to others, right? Who knows if others have other thoughts, as long as you get close, your life may be in danger.

However, Xiao Hua didn’t make a sound, he stretched out his hand to support the old monk’s arm and said with a smile, “Uncle Master is getting old, so let the disciples support Uncle Master!”

“Okay, okay!” The old monk Yongzhong smiled, took the lantern and turned around under the support of Xiao Hua, walked into the temple, and said in his mouth, “Now there are few sensible little monks like you, old man. I’ve been busy in the temple all day, and I can’t see Mingshen which one of them is here to support Lao Na… Alas, it’s really a generation that is not as good as a generation!”

Xiao Hua smiled and did not speak. He looked around and took a general look at the front yard of Jinshan Temple. The front yard of Jinshan Temple is nothing special. It is similar to Jietai Temple and even Xiaojin Temple, but it is a large open space. The main hall is facing the temple gate, and the side halls are on both sides of the main hall. At this time, except for the main hall There are faint lamps and candles, and the side halls are all dark. What made Xiao Hua amused was that when he looked at the side hall, the wine and meat monk named Mingshen squatted and sneaked past the front of the side hall, fleeing to the temple door that had not been closed.

After walking through the main hall, there was a silent sound of chanting sutras. Xiao Hua glanced at it and saw a golden statue of Buddha with red cloth beside him above the main hall. There are two large red candles, one of which is only half lit and extinguished, and the other is about to burn out, and the candle flame is already dim. Before the confession, more than a dozen monks of different ages sat cross-legged. These monks were sitting cross-legged, and everyone was listless.