"... If it's a ghost, Harumi will subdue you now." Qinghai is very uncomfortable with Maitreya's mouthful of a "bald donkey". He always feels that the other party is scolding himself, but the other party previously stated that he is called a bald donkey, so he only Can endure the unhappiness, pray that the other party is a monster or ghost.
"Is that a person?" Maitreya asked with a smile.
"It's human, I... This is me asking you a question." Qinghai was a little bit unable to get off the stage, reiterating that he was the questioner.
"But, if I think about it, how should I answer? Master Qinghai, you say, what is the difference between this man and a ghost?"
"What's there to think about? It's people, it's ghosts, it's..." Sammon Zenzhao stuck her head out from behind Qinghai, but was stopped by the master Qinghai in front of her.
"It's a ghost, after all, it doesn't belong to this world, and needs to leave." Qinghai clenched the rosary, covered the protruding head with her right hand, and looked at the young walker who had always been sitting cross-legged under the tree without moving at all, her eyes pierced.
"I don't want to be in this fiery cave. It's a pity that I can't help it!" Seeing that Qinghai was quite cultivated, Maitreya was still not angry, a little bit boring.
"Then let me Qinghai help you become a Buddha!" Qinghai's eyes are piercing.
"Become a Buddha? Do you treat me as a monster?" Maitreya raised his head, a bit weird, Fusang said that he would become a Buddha, agreeing with the words'you can go to the west with peace of mind'.
"I haven't said my name since just now, and you, just called me by my name, it is not human ability." Qinghai raised the Buddha beads, like a blind student who found Huadian, and couldn't wait to finish. Maitreya responded, stepping back and shouting:
"Taking good photos, take out my scriptures, and step aside."
"Hi!" Shamen Shanzhao was in a hurry, took out a scroll of scripture, sent it to the master, and then stepped aside.
"Nan Wu Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra, youkai, let me Qing Hai to send you to Buddhahood!" Qing Hai opened the posture with a scroll in one hand and a Buddhist bead in one hand.
"You have to deal with me. You can't use this thing. At the very least, please bring out the Shuzhu Maru Kenji of Master Sunil." Maitreya couldn't help but cock up when he saw Qinghai's bead string and scripture in one hand. At the corner of his mouth, he now feels that this monk is quite interesting, and he is indeed a bald head in Fusang Buddhism.
"Huh, you little monsters, you still know the existence of Master Henji." Qinghai was a little surprised, and Shuzhu Maru Henji was the magic knife left by the ancestor of their school, Shanri Master. Among them, the sword spirit is revered as the master of Hengci.
"Nan Wu Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra, the name of your Nichiren sect, is this one in the whole world." Maitreya squinted his eyes, revealing a comical look.
Nichirenzong, a tributary of Busang native Buddhism, is also known as Fahuazong. Its founding ancestor was Shanri Shangren. He first learned from Koya Mountain and then to Hiei Mountain. Later, because of the troubled times, the Fusang monks did not abide by the rules and precepts and acted arbitrarily. Four maxims: Recite the Buddha into hell, Zen leads the devil, Tantra leads to the destruction of the country, and Lvzong is the thief of the country.
The Master of the Good Sun established a sect, preached and preached, did not worship the Buddha, did not worship the ancestors, only recognized the "Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra", as long as you chant day and night, you can become a Buddha, and imitate the Pure Land sect to recite the Buddha, so that the believers can praise 'Nan Wu Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra' is the only one, without a semicolon.
In addition to the establishment of Fahua School, Shanri Master also folds up to the shogunate to promote the policy of establishing the righteousness and peace of the country. What is the righteousness and peace of the country? It is to convert to Fahuazong. This is the reason for prohibiting other Buddhist sects to rectify Buddhism. , This is to stand upright until the stable reorganization of the country.
The Nichiren sect wants to challenge all the tribes of Buddhism in the pure law of Zen with its own strength. This unique attitude and concept of flat town can only be compared with the later generations of eight hung and one yu, who opened thousands of waves of nuclear recruits. And their later generations also joined the ranks of recruiting nuclear, so Maitreya called it the bald head of recruiting nuclear.
"Have you studied Buddhism?" Qinghai was a little stunned when he saw Maitreya's face appearing funny.
"Of course, the bald donkey used to learn to recite Buddhism." Maitreya smiled and nodded, and the sentence'bald donkey' made Qinghai linger on the opposite side.
"... Nan Wu Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra, if this is the case, let me really make you a Buddha!" Qing Hai shouted a special Buddha name, calming his nausea, and challenging him.
"Amitabha." Maitreya clapped his palms together, and the sound of the small Buddha's name rolled away, shocking Qinghai who was close at hand.
"A lot of mana..." Qinghai took two steps back, shocked by the Buddha.
"How about the Bald Donkey Buddha?" Maitreya opened his eyes and smiled. Now you should know that I am not a monster, right!
"... Shanzhao, bring my wooden dragon." Qinghai was choked by Maitreya's bald donkey, his face was dark for a while, and then suddenly he spoke and threw the scripture in his hand.
"Oh, master, here we are." Xiao Shamen took out a wooden ball from the cage and handed it forward staggeringly.
"Come on! Youkai, today, Harumi has fought for my life, and I will destroy you." Harumi took the log of the carved dragon, held Maitreya, regardless of the speechlessness of his face, and shouted with unparalleled momentum.
"I'm a bald donkey." Maitreya was a little speechless, but suddenly remembered that Fusang was a bad place. It seemed that monks and nuns could not practice cultivation, and they were most likely to become monsters. I intended to tease this dumb monk, but I didn't want him to be unresponsive. On the contrary, He really regarded himself as a monster.
"The monsters all say that they are human, evil spirits, and retreat." Qinghai didn't care, insisting on going his own way, and full of magic power, the solid wood dragon sculpture in his hand lit up.
Along with the lighted wooden dragon, Maitreya felt her body tighten suddenly, and then opened the Tianyantong, only to see a dragon shadow wrapped around her, buckling the sharp claws to her neck, it was a little surprised, this monk still has some brushes!
There are some smells of Dharma, but more of Yin-Yang Taoist gods or Fusangshens. They are not the real dragon gods. Maitreya low eyebrows are pleasing to the eye. The light of the Vajra Buddha gushes out from the body, and under the shining, the condensed dragon shadow instantly fades. , Is about to disappear.
"Nan Wu Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra, if I heard, for a time, the Buddha was in Wangshe City..." Qinghai shouted the Buddha's name, and then chanted the "Lotus Sutra" on his back. The invisible mana, along with the scriptures he chanted, blessed Go to the dragon shadow.
The dragon shadow, which was almost disappearing, began to become more and more substantial with Qinghai's mana blessing. The four dragon claws snapped into the Buddha's light, the scales moved, attached to the outside of the diamond Buddha's light, and pressed inward.
"Monk Qinghai, let me say it again, I am not a monster, but a human being. If you do this again, I will be welcome." Maitreya supported the wooden dragon with the light of the Vajra Buddha and issued a final announcement to Qinghai.
Because at the beginning, he took the initiative to tease the two monks, Maitreya was very tolerant, but the monk Qinghai on the opposite side only regarded this as a sophistry. .
Ok! When Maitreya saw that Monk Qinghai didn’t listen, he was very simple. He used the Vajra Buddha light to support the dragon shadow's oppression. He stood up, against the dragon shadow outside, strode to the Qinghai who was chanting sutras, shone his bald head, and raised his hand. Ruthless is a chestnut.
Because Qinghai had to chant the scriptures wholeheartedly, Qinghai couldn't resist, so he suffered a note, and with a sigh, the scriptures in his mouth were immediately broken, and the wooden dragon was snatched away when he was light in his hands.
(End of this chapter)