Plundering the Heavens

Chapter 863: Debate Machine of the Tenth Century

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Before I came, I knew that I was doomed not to go back!

What the little monk Shenxiu said made Fang Xing seem to be stupefied. After learning that the little monk had been captured, he rushed over without stopping. , to return the Buddha to them in a good manner, and to find other ways to get the volume of the Taishang Daojing, but this time I don't think about it for the time being, let's take the little monk Shenxiu back first!

For him, this was really a huge concession, but he never expected that he would not be able to do this from the very beginning.

All of a sudden, his anger welled up, rushed straight into his head, and looked fiercely at Beiming Qingdi.

"I thought you just wanted to force me to let your monk go, but I didn't expect you to kill little monk Shenxiu!"

His fierce gaze made Beiming Qingdi's heart tremble, he staggered back a few steps, waved his hands and said, "I don't have any..."

She didn't even dare to take another look at Fang Xing, she looked directly at Shenxiu, and said in a crying voice, "Little monk, I really didn't expect this to kill you, I didn't know about it... I I really don’t know. I thought that Fang Xing could let him take you back if he let the Buddha go. If I had known that this would harm you, I wouldn’t have done it...you believe me..."

As she spoke, she stepped forward subconsciously, as if she wanted to release the rune prison around Shenxiu.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

But Bei Mingxiao stepped forward, pushed her aside, and said coldly: "What do you mean by harming him? This is the cycle of cause and effect in Buddhism. It was a doomed result ten thousand years ago. I pushed this matter to appear a hundred years in advance for Buddhism." , is a great meritorious official of the Buddhist sect, on the merit list there are at least 100,000 merits, and within Baiduan Mountain, our Beiming family will get the largest domain, do you think it is worth it?"

This round of cursing made Beiming Qing Dixun speechless, but looked at Fang Xing as if begging, with a helpless pleading voice in his voice: "I really don't want... this is really me I didn’t know it before…”

"When I chop off your head, I will definitely pay you!"

Fang Xing roared angrily, his eyes showing murderous intent.

Suddenly, he turned around abruptly, grabbed the collar of the black-clothed Buddha, and was about to escape.

He didn't believe that the two met each other, so he was doomed to the day of debate. Since he couldn't save Shenxiu right now, he simply took this Buddha child away again. One of the two Buddha students was missing. Let's see how they argue. If it doesn't work, he can be ruthless and find a chance to kill this Buddha. If he wants to argue, let Shenxiu argue with a dead person. No matter how stupid the little monk is, he can't scold a dead person

It's a pity that even though he had thought everything through, he couldn't grasp the progress of the matter.

The Dharma guardian monks of the Bi'an Temple saw through Fang Xing's thoughts at this time, and they did not have the anger and tension at the beginning. Instead, they showed compassion. The monks started, and the monks of other races also began to chant scriptures, even Bei Mingxiao was no exception, while Beiming Qingdi was puzzled for a long time before gently closing his eyes.

Among the surrounding heavens, only Fang Xing and Qinglu never recited scriptures.

They rushed up to the sky, dashing left and right, fierce and fierce, trying to escape.

However, as the endless deep and mysterious chanting sounded around them, they suddenly felt as if they had fallen into a quagmire.

buzz buzz...

The sound of endless chanting seemed to fill every inch of the surrounding valley, surrounding him. Those scriptures even manifested the golden and dazzling Buddha's words, from every person who was chanting The head of the Pure Land cultivator rose up, and slowly floated towards the Nine Heavens, and then, from the Nine Heavens, there were faintly gorgeous petals falling down, like colorful falling flowers.

Hype!

"Benefactor, I know that you are sincere, but the cause and effect have already been determined, so why force it?"

In Fang Xing's hands, the black-clothed Buddha who was caught by him suddenly spoke at this moment.

The talisman that had been sealed on his mouth before disappeared without a trace.

At this time, he was also sitting cross-legged, as if taking root in the void, fixing him in the air, even though Fang Xing had the strength of 200,000 catties in one hand, he couldn't move him at this time, and tore him apart. He took off his clothes, and then watched the figure of the black-clothed Buddha rise up into the air as if blown by the wind. Fang Xing wanted to rush to catch him again, but was forced back by an invisible force.

The Buddha in black clothes sits upright in the void, with nine Buddha lights above his head manifesting, just like the incarnation of a real Buddha.

At this time, Shenxiu who was in the rune prison also flew up, facing the black-clothed Buddha from a hundred feet away.

One black and one white, the twin Buddha sons, separated by hundreds of feet, all looked at each other silently.

And between them, there seemed to be a golden Buddha's light collided with each other, and then rose up, changing indistinctly, and suddenly on the left side of the two of them, it turned into a phantom of a giant Buddha standing upright, whose outline could be seen but could not be seen clearly. The Buddha clasped his hands together, his body was covered with golden scriptures, his eyes were dim, and he looked compassionately and silently at the black and white Buddha sitting cross-legged on his chest.

"The body is like a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand. Wipe it diligently at all times, so as not to stir up dust..."

Pieces of golden clouds appeared around, and there was a clear and proud voice in the clouds. When everyone looked up, they saw the phantom that appeared in the clouds. The monk's clothes were like snow, and the handsome young monk was holding a white lotus flower. The audience recited the Buddha's prayer lightly, and as the Sanskrit sound spread throughout the Daxiong Palace, smallpox fell from the nine heavens, and the fairy sound was faint, and all the monks bowed their heads, thanking him for imparting the Buddha's meaning...

The Buddha opened his eyes and nodded slightly. The young monk was full of ambition and was ready to inherit the inheritance of the true Buddha.

"This method can make the world practice Buddhism and study Buddhism, but it is difficult to make the world become a Buddha!"

All the monks bowed down, and when the Buddha nodded, a black-clothed monk who swept the floor opened his mouth, attracting countless gazes.

"I have a prayer, which can explain the meaning of Buddhism!"

The monk in black clothes sweeping the floor bowed to the Buddha and chanted: "There is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust!"

The world was silent, the monks were dumb, the young monk was stunned, and the Buddha smiled.

"So, you can teach me the way, Shenxiu, are you convinced?"

The Buddha opened his mouth and looked at the young monk, astonished the world.

"The disciple refuses to accept!"

The young monk frowned, and his voice spread throughout Lingshan, and spread throughout the heavens and worlds.

As soon as the picture changed, it became under the ancient pine again. The two monks, black and white, went to the thousand-year appointment and debated on the top of the mountain.

"Junior brother, it's been a thousand years, don't you realize it?"

"My way is not wrong, why do I need to realize it?"

The white-clothed monk said: "Cultivating the Buddha is self-cultivation, like a person climbing a mountain, step by step, the senior brother only tells people the scenery on the top of the mountain, but does not point out the path. How can people go up the mountain and eventually become a Buddha? If I seek the fruit and discard the cause, I will not take it..."

"The top of the mountain is empty, all things are empty, and the Buddha is also empty. Why do you need to practice? Once enlightened, you will be at ease!"

Two thousand years ago, black and white monks debated at sea, and the sky and the earth were clear.

"Junior brother, two thousand years have passed, don't you still understand?"

"My way is not wrong, why do I need to realize it?"

The white-clothed monk opened his mouth and pointed to the sea: "It is the truth in the world that all living beings seek the truth and seek the spirit. My brother said that everything is empty, so is this fish and shrimp real? Isn't everything in this sea real? Ten thousand years later, the vicissitudes of life will change endlessly, and there is reason to rely on." , My Buddha sits in the void, sympathizing with the world, eternity, a thought arises and perishes, if the ultimate Buddhahood loses itself, how can we see this piece of reality?"

"The mystery of heaven and earth, its own cause and effect, its own rules of the road, cycle back and forth, so what happens to all things change, what happens to the vicissitudes of life, you see him, he is there, you don't see him, he is gone, when death comes, everything is empty, why bother Is it true that people go to see him?"

The infinite scene is constantly changing. The two monks are on the mountain, in the sea, in the world of mortals, on the battlefield, and outside the sky. It's a pity that every time we debate, the Buddhist monk in black always wins. Gradually, the monk in white talks less and less, and becomes taciturn...

"Junior brother, nine thousand years have passed, don't you still understand?"

"My way is not wrong, why do I need to realize it?"

The white-clothed monk smiled bitterly, and sighed: "However, brother, nine thousand years have passed, and I also understand that you cultivate emptiness, and I cultivate perfection. The two of us have walked farther and farther on this road. Reconciliation is possible!"

"Junior brother, you should know that my Buddhist principles are better than yours, so why should you be persistent?"

"Brother's Buddhism is better than mine, but it's a pity that I think my path is correct. What you cultivate is emptiness, and what you seek is fruit, but I am willing to practice perfection, and I am willing to pursue the cause but the result. Whether you practice Buddhism or Taoism, the ultimate Emphasize yourself, even though I know your Buddhist principles are the true meaning, I will never give up on myself, this may be an attachment, but it is my lifelong practice and perception, self-cultivation, mind and Buddha, and I have cultivated the Dao to perfection!"

"Since you are attached to yourself, you will never see Buddhahood!"

"My Buddha is between cause and effect, and my Tao is above my body and mind. If I don't have myself, even if I have achieved Buddhahood, where will I be placed?"

"Junior brother, you lost!"

"I lost. The Buddha asked us how to cultivate Buddha. I have already lost on this question!"

"In theory, I should have achieved Buddhahood in this life, but if you have regrets in your heart, I will stay with you for another thousand years. I hope you can have an answer!"

Endless pictures and Zen principles emerged from the golden cloud and entered the hearts of all the cultivators in the field. It represented the process of the nine-life debate between the twin Buddhas, and also represented the collision of the two concepts of Buddhism. Fang Xing He didn't know the Dharma, but after this golden cloud enveloped himself, he gradually became enlightened, understood what Shenxiu was talking about, and understood where Shenxiu lost...

"Smelly monk, what kind of empty Buddha fruit, if you have the ability, you will kill yourself!"

Fang Xing was so excited that he jumped high and shouted at the black-clothed Buddha, "What my junior brother said is right!"

Unfortunately, no one listened to his words.

In the air, the two Buddhas faced each other from a distance. The black-clothed monk opened his eyes and looked at them, his eyes were deep: "Junior brother, don't you still understand?"

Shenxiu also opened her eyes, shook her head and smiled wryly: "Brother, is my way really wrong?"