"Have you found it?"
Fang Xing drank the wine all night, coupled with wanton indulgence, and did not use magic power to refine it, but he also had a little bit of alcohol, but after hearing the voice of his eldest cousin, he immediately woke up, and instantly lost all alcohol. My heart was slightly excited, only to hear the eldest cousin continue: "After the talisman was sent out, I also asked our family members to investigate all the time, but there was no result. No one thought that yesterday, the Buddha in the Pure Land Bi'an Temple When the disciples came, they realized that they had a similar ancient scripture in their hands... "
"Will they change it?"
Fang Xing woke up and asked hastily.
"They refused to hand over the ancient scriptures to us, but they said they were going to see you, you bastard, you'd better be careful, the status of the Bi'an Temple is extraordinary in the Pure Land, not inferior to the top ten ancient clans, and they are also in charge The merit spectrum records the merit and karma of all the practitioners in the Pure Land. Even the ten gods of the ancient clan need to be recognized by them. Only when the merit reaches a certain amount can they obtain the karma of arhats and bodhisattvas, and they are proud of it , no matter what they find you and say, they must be cautious and never be presumptuous... "
The eldest cousin was very careful and kept reminding Fang Xing.
"Okay, I know what's going on, and I won't beat him up if the talk breaks down!"
The matter was of great importance, Fang Xing agreed and asked a few more questions before putting away the jade talisman.
The other shore temple
Fang Xing couldn't help but frown at this name!
According to what my cousin said, this Bi'an Temple seems to be a special existence in the Pure Land. It is not among the top ten ancient clans, but it is very respected. The overall strength is not necessarily strong, but it is in charge of the Pure Land. The merit spectrum of the life and destiny of all people, on the merit spectrum, after having a certain amount of merit, one can be called arhat and Bodhisattva, and this is also the origin of people in China who once called Pure Land masters such as arhat and bodhisattva. Those who can achieve this karmic fruit are all extremely proud, equivalent to a row of Taoists in China...
That volume was too classic and impartial, yet it fell into their hands!
Fang Xing couldn't help frowning, and after a long time, he made up his mind that no matter who came, the Taishangjing was always wanted.
"Taoist, outside the gate of the southern village, there is a monk visiting..."
While he was contemplating, suddenly a Jie Dao disciple who was on duty outside came to report, but Fang Xing couldn't help but be secretly startled.
"So fast?"
Hastily asked someone to bring the monk over, while Fang Xing went straight out of the palace hall, looked down, and saw two Jiedao disciples leading a skinny man on the path beyond a few hills. The figure approached slowly, and he cast the magic eye technique to look around. He saw that it was a man wearing a black monk robe. He is a man of cultivation, but he has a strange aura on his body, and he almost blends into the night as he walks along the way.
"Huiyue, a little monk from the Pure Land Bian'an Temple, met the Fang Xing Arhat of Beiming's family..."
When we met in the palace, the monk didn't sit in the grand teacher's chair opposite Fang Xing, but sat cross-legged on the ground and greeted in a low voice.
"Rohan?"
Fang Xing originally wanted to ask the Taishangjing directly, but he couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the title.
The monk said indifferently: "Really Fang has 100,000 merits on the list of merits and virtues, and he is worthy of the fruit of Arhat Karma. If Fang Zhenren is willing to inherit the Buddha's karma and make millions of merits, he will become a Buddha and sit on the patriarch. , but only to see if Fellow Daoist Fang has a bodhicitta!"
"What a mess..."
Fang Xing frowned directly, and said straight to the point: "Monk, stop talking nonsense, is the Supreme Sutra in your hands?"
The monk was not angry either, and said calmly, "The two mysterious coffins descended into the Pure Land earlier, and monks from my Bi'an Temple also went there. The Buddhist disciples of my temple were in a cave, and I occasionally got a volume of Taoism. Originally, this volume of Taoism was strange. Very soon, even the Buddha can only comprehend, but cannot dictate, but a month ago, the situation changed, and the law of the underworld that restrained his mouth dissipated, so the Buddha can finally tell the matter. , we also know that he has such good luck, and take this opportunity to discuss with Arhat in exchange... "
"A month ago, could it be that I disturbed the law in the dark because I spread the scriptures indiscriminately?"
Fang Xing couldn't help being stunned for a while, pondering to himself, then looked at the monk again: "How do you prove that's what I want?"
The monk said quietly: "Hunyuan shows good fortune in one spirit, and great arts are all in one mind..."
"That's right, that's it!"
Fang Xing's eyes froze. He has cultivated the Supreme Alchemy Sutra, and has the status of a relic of the Supreme Daoist lineage in the dark. No one can distinguish the authenticity of the Supreme Sutra. In the meaning of the sentence, it has already been touched, knowing that this is the real scripture, and even vaguely guessed that this volume of the Supreme Sutra is exactly the meaning of the scriptures for those who practice magic.
And this is also in line with his previous conjecture.
The Nine Sutras of Taishang, the Three Sutras of Transforming Spirits, Sensing, and Immortality, are used to build the foundation and cultivate the body, to lay the foundation.
In the middle of the two classics of breaking the formation and free and easy, one is about martial arts, and the other is about body skills. , it should be that this one is too classic...
"Okay, great monk, let's open the skylight and speak plainly!"
Fang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and said directly: "Give me that volume of scriptures, and I'll give you whatever you want in exchange!"
Hearing Fang Xing's words, the monk responded with a slight smile and said in a low voice, "I wonder what Arhat wants to exchange for this scripture?"
Fang Xing glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "These ten mountains are linked to immeasurable good fortune, and I will give them all to you!"
The monk sighed, and said: "The mysterious coffin has its own destiny. It is not beautiful to forcefully occupy the territory and take away the good fortune. These ten mountains were also taken by the Arhats in blood. Arhat can keep the beauty in his hands!"
"Not satisfied, this is..."
Fang Xing shrank his eyes, and suddenly took out his storage bag, dumped it on the ground, and said with a low laugh: "Great monk, although I don't have many magic weapons, my master, but there are also many. There are a lot of rare things in it, and there are many that I don’t even have the time to study in detail, so you can choose it, except for this dragon pattern sword, I like it very much, and you can take the other things if you want!”
Seeing the jeweled treasures and amazing magic treasures in this place, even the monk couldn't help but flicker his eyes, he was quite moved, but he finally shook his head and said: "People born in this world are not outsiders. Although these treasures are good, it is a pity that they do not belong to the Buddhist sect!"
"Your eyes are high..."
Fang Xing frowned, sighed helplessly, and said, "I have five volumes of the Supreme Sutra, how about I exchange it for yours?"
"well… "
The monk sighed, and seemed a little regretful, and said: "The Sutra of the Supreme Master is indeed a supreme method, and it is a treasure for practitioners. It is good fortune for the disciples of Bi'an Temple to get one volume before. If they can get five more volumes, it will be even better." It’s a great blessing, but it’s a pity that Buddhism and Taoism have different ideas after all, and no matter how good the fairy scrolls of the Taoist sect are, they are not pursued by the disciples of the Kaomen sect after all, and the Arhats should keep these five volumes of the Supreme Sutra!”
"Not even this, what do you monks want? Is the lion opening his mouth?"
Fang Xing couldn't help but feel a little resentful. He took out these three things, but each of them was enough to exchange for this scroll. It's too classic, let alone one scroll, I'm afraid that two volumes can be exchanged. But the monk refused to agree, which made him angry, and his affection for the monk fell to the lowest level. He suppressed his anger and shouted in a low voice, "I'll give you all three, okay?"
However, unexpectedly, the monk shook his head and remained silent.
"This is forcing me to use a killer move..."
Fang Xing's eyes turned cold, and suddenly he took several scriptures from his arms, and put them in front of the monk one by one.
The monk who was bowing his head and chanting sutras suddenly raised his head, his eyes shined brightly, staring at the sutras in Fang Xing's hand.
"The Sutra of Visualization of the Buddhas..."
"If I read Buddhist books..."
"Prajna Sutra..."
"Lamp Burning Demon Sutra..."
Fang Xing took out scriptures one by one and put them in front of the monk. Every time he put a book, he would read a name, and every time he read a name, the monk's body trembled, and his eyes were full of tears. It seems that I can't restrain myself when I want to ignite the fire. I can't wait to hold these scriptures in my arms immediately. I look at Fang Xing with fear and awe. Taking out so many precious scriptures that are extremely rare to Buddhist disciples from his arms is simply scary.
"You... these scriptures, where did you get them..."
The monk almost exhausted all his self-control to force himself to ask this sentence.
"You don't care where I come from. It's worth it to exchange these scriptures for the supreme scriptures?"
Fang Xing's eyes were indifferent, staring at the monk in front of him who was so excited that he couldn't hold it.
"Arhat, you already have one hundred thousand merits and virtues. Since you have this kind of Buddha's fate, why don't you document these scriptures in my Bi'an Temple to add more merits? With this act of offering scriptures, the monk can conclude that Arhat will become one of the juniors. The first person to receive the title of true Buddha..."
The monk was so excited that he suddenly reached out and grabbed Fang Xing's sleeve.
"I offer you, uncle..."
Fang Xing was speechless, flung off his sleeves, frowned and said, "I just want to exchange for that volume of the Supreme Classic, will you give it?"
He was 70% sure, and if he took out these scriptures, this monk would not be tempted if he didn't believe it.
But he never expected that after the expression on the monk's face went through various expressions such as intolerance, pain, entanglement, despair and even coldness, he finally closed his eyes forcibly, his lips seemed to be trembling, and he was unwilling to say the following words , but still with great perseverance, he forced himself to say: "Every one of these Buddhist books is a priceless treasure to me in Bi'an Temple, but... I won't change it!"
"I didn't change it..."
Fang Xing was also stunned, and when his anger rose, he grabbed the monk by the neck and shouted: "Smelly donkey, can you trick me? You won't change this or that, then come and ask me to do it." What? Or, what the hell do you want in exchange?"
"I'll change..."
The monk also had a face full of pain, but he still pointed his finger at one place, which directly stunned Fang Xing.