"Little donor Luo Su, I don't have any treasures either. This is just the relic of a senior from my Buddhist sect who passed away."
"I just want to take it home and place it in front of the Buddha to worship day and night. I don't plan to exchange it for anything else."
Ikkyu clasped his hands together, not moved at all by what Russell said, instead he looked calm, "I wonder if there is anything else?"
Russell looked at him quietly, without saying anything else, but just repeated what he had just said.
"Master, have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Russell imitated Ikkiu, clasped his hands together, and his expression became indifferent.
A strange wave came from him, plain and without any power, but it frightened Ikkyu so much that he stepped back repeatedly.
He widened his eyes and couldn't help but swear.
"Amitabha, grandma!"
Ikkyu could hardly imagine what he was seeing, because he saw that as a Taoist, the stinky Taoist priest next door and a very outstanding nephew, was actually surrounded by a strong layer of Buddha nature.
Buddha nature!
Many Buddhist masters could not reach this level, but an eight or nine-year-old kid not only reached it, but he was not even a major...
Ikkyu remembered clearly that this doll was a monk.
Damn it, Amitabha!
A Buddhist chanting sound came from in front of them, surrounding the ears of Ikyu and Qingqing, making them inexplicably want to kneel down.
"The first move of Tathagata Palm, the Buddha's light appears!"
When the childish voice of a young boy came, Master Ikkyu could hardly believe his ears, he stared at it intently.
Under his gaze, Russell had an indifferent look on his face and his whole body was emitting golden light. Countless people were chanting around him, and the sound of Sanskrit was endless.
In an instant, golden light penetrated the sky and the earth, and a huge Buddha statue condensed behind him, enveloping Russell completely.
"Yes, it is me, the Buddha Tathagata!"
Ikkyu looked at the huge golden figure in front of him, and recognized the Buddha with a peculiar hairstyle at a glance.
The Tathagata Buddha was emitting golden light, with countless Buddhist scriptures entwined around him. The golden light penetrated the sky, as if illuminating half of the sky.
This vast Buddha light was so overwhelming that even Master Ikkyu couldn't help but put his hands together and perform a respectful Buddhist ceremony, not to mention the little girl Qingqing.
But her focus was rather peculiar. She pulled Ikkiu's sleeve with her hand and spoke in an excited voice.
"Master, Master, don't you Buddhists never get angry? Why did this Buddha get beaten up so badly?"
Ikkyu: …
Buddha (Russell):…
Looking at Russell's weird eyes, Ikkyu looked embarrassed, and he suddenly seemed to have an illusion.
Jiale, the apprentice of that stinky Taoist priest next door, seems to be more reliable.
What a sin!
But he changed his mind and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking that his newly accepted female disciple was also a suffering person among the countless people.
At a very young age, I followed my parents and wandered thousands of miles away, never experiencing any stable days, just to find a place to live.
But, it's not that easy...
Ikkyu looked at the huge Buddha statue in front of him with a look of longing, and slowly began to speak for his disciple Qingqing.
"The Tathagata Palm, according to legend, was created by the Buddha Tathagata when he was saving all living beings, and he gained enlightenment."
"And this first move, the Buddha's Light Appears, is said to be when the Buddha first saw demons and monsters, he was moved and created this move that contains infinite Buddha's Light."
With one slap of his palm, all the demons will realize their mistakes and surrender, repent and turn to good. This is a great merit!
As Ikkyu spoke, his female disciple nodded repeatedly, her little eyes full of light.
This was a tough time for Russell. Holding up this huge Buddha statue, his spiritual power was being consumed very quickly. After all, he was not a serious monk.
If he endured a little longer, he might not even last three minutes and would faint directly.
So Russell spoke first, "This is a move I learned by accident. I heard that it has been lost in Buddhism. How about exchanging it with the master and letting it return to Buddhism?"
He was full of confidence. It was just a relic, but it was used to exchange for Tathagata's Palm. Even if it was just the first move, it would be a huge profit for Ikkyu. He would probably be very happy.
But something happened that Russell never expected.
This was something that any normal person would know how to choose, but Ikkiu was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head.
He chanted a Buddhist name, as if he was suppressing something.
"Little donor Russell, this is indeed a, a... Amitabha."
Ikkyu smiled bitterly, "This is a Buddhist relic, this is the relic of a senior monk, it's not mine, if it were mine."
He didn't say anything more, and his meaning was very clear, that is, rejection!
The Tathagata Palm is a unique Buddhist skill that has been lost for a long time. I wonder how many Buddhist monks want to find it back.
Ikkyu naturally felt the same way. If possible, he would rather exchange his own relics rather than someone else's.
Take the relics of the fallen Buddhist monk who conquered demons and monsters.
The significance of relics to Buddhism is extremely precious, at least beyond Russell's imagination.
But Russell still had a trump card. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, do you know what it means that even Buddha gets angry sometimes?"
When Ikkyu heard this, his expression became a little out of control and he looked up blankly.
His originally calm heart was in constant turmoil, an unknown rage arose spontaneously, and a crazy murderous intent raged in his heart.
"Kill, kill, kill this little Taoist priest in front of you, and you can get the Tathagata Palm. You will be a hero of Buddhism. Kill, kill him!"
Ikkyu's eyes were red, and his hand was tightly gripping his staff. A red flame continued to spread on his body, constantly resisting something with the yellow light.
The veins on his hand holding the staff were bulging and his fingertips were pale.
Qingqing was a little frightened. In her impression, Ikkiu was kind and cute, and sometimes a little naughty, like a naughty boy.
But the person in front of him had a hideous and ferocious face, which was simply terrifying.
She covered her mouth with her hands, her heart extremely flustered, not knowing what to do. As she watched, the statue of Tathagata Buddha that was originally sitting cross-legged in front of her slowly stood up.
The huge Tathagata statue, which was emitting infinite Buddha light, actually stood up slowly.
The palm that was originally empty now grasped a crystal clear long sword, with endless flames burning on it.
"then!"
A hollow sound came from the sky, which made Qingqing extremely irritated and she couldn't think of anything else at all.
“People who make mistakes and sincerely repent can become Buddhas.”
"And those who commit grave mistakes, whose hearts are not right, and who refuse to repent will face the wrathful sword of the Buddha."
"One knife fell, full of mercy."
When the Buddha's sword, which carries infinite anger, is swung down and the evildoers are chopped to death, there will be no evil people in the world. Naturally, there will be only good people, full of compassion.