"Buddhism has always been compassionate, claiming to save the suffering, purify the world, and save all living beings..."
Gu Qingfeng stood under the tree, guarding Jun Xuanji, staring at the ancient Buddha statue standing in the middle of the sky as if it didn't belong here, and said in a deep voice: "When will we start doing kidnapping as well!"
When he came to this mysterious kingdom of Buddha, when he saw that ancient Buddha statue, Gu Qingfeng was sure that Jun Xuanji was not responsible for this so-called trap.
Because he had seen this Buddha statue before and knew that it represented the Heart Buddha.
The so-called heart Buddha, invisible and intangible, not within the Dao, nor between heaven and earth, has been the only one since ancient times.
And this uniqueness belongs not only to everyone, but also to the true Buddha.
Between heaven and earth, except for the Buddhists, no one can create a world of mind Buddha, Jun Xuanji can't, even the master of the great way, even the gods don't have this ability.
In the sky, the Buddha's light is still shining, and the sound of chanting has never stopped.
At some point, a man appeared on the palm of the statue of the ancient Buddha, a slovenly old man, a demented monk in shabby clothes, shabby hat, shabby shoes, and a shabby fan in his hand. He was lying on his back. On the palm of the Buddha statue, Erlang's legs were crossed, while shaking the broken fan, while drinking a small wine.
"Boy, long time no see."
The slovenly monk stood up, jumped off the Buddha statue, looked at Gu Qingfeng with a smile, and said, "Don't come here without any problems, do you miss us?"
"It's you!"
Gu Qingfeng was quite surprised when he saw this slovenly monk. He had met many Buddhists in his life, among them there were many eminent monks who could save all living beings, and it was not like he had never seen a monk who drank alcohol and ate meat. Among them, the monk who is least like a monk is the man in front of him.
This is an eminent monk named Daxing.
Wandering in the three thousand worlds all the year round, saving the people and helping the world, spreading the Buddhadharma with great love, saving all living beings, known as the living Buddha, because he is crazy, and likes wine and meat, so he is also called the great monk, no matter in the three thousand worlds , or has a very high reputation between heaven and earth.
Gu Qingfeng had seen this great insane monk before, more than once. He knew that this insane monk was not only insane, but also had boundless magic power. The peerless old devil who had practiced for tens of thousands of years was wiped out like that.
For Buddha, Gu Qingfeng has always kept a respectful distance.
For Gu Qingfeng, this mad monk who doesn't look like a Buddha is a friend who is not a friend, nor a benefactor who is not a benefactor.
They say they are friends because they both have a common hobby, that is, wine, and they met because of wine.
To say that they were not friends was because he had a grievance with the Buddhist sect. At that time, the monk came forward to persuade him, and the two finally fought.
As for the benefactor.
At that time, Gu Qingfeng had offended the Great Buddha, and was not only besieged by the three holy monks, but also rescued by the source of the Buddha. In the end, it was the mad monk who came forward to help him out of the siege.
Said it was not a benefactor, because even if the great monk did not show up, Gu Qingfeng would not be afraid of superseding.
Of course, Gu Qingfeng would not deny this kindness.
But that's all.
Gu Qingfeng has never had a good impression of people in the Buddhist sect, even the old monk who lives in the Nirvana Bone Jade.
"What's the matter, kid." Da Xing Mad Monk sat on the ground, threw the wine gourd in his hand, and said, "Is it possible that you won't know us so soon, kid?"
Gu Qingfeng caught the wine gourd and then walked over, saying, "Why are you here?"
"What's the hurry, let's chat while drinking." Da Xing Crazy Monk threw the wine gourd over again.
Gu Qingfeng still didn't answer, saying: "Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have something to say, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"
"I said, I haven't seen you for so long, why are you still this virtuous, no matter what, we are still friends, even if they are friends of wine and meat, they are still friends, right? Since we are friends and we haven't seen each other for so long, can't we have a good chat?"
The mad monk Daxing sat down cross-legged, took a sip of the wine gourd with his head up, let out a sigh of relief, and said with a look of enjoyment: "We know that you are good at wine, so we specially bought a jar of 'Jiusheng' Nine deaths', back then, your kid had tossed back and forth with the old Taoist for many years for this altar, right? You didn't hesitate to exchange it with the treasure of Jiuyou, but in the end the old Taoist refused. I snatched an altar from the old Taoist, and the old Taoist is looking for you everywhere! I can’t find you, the old Taoist has scolded you for more than a hundred years, and the old Taoist is still angry when I mention this matter Shaking all over."
"The old Taoist priest is notoriously difficult to deal with in the heavenly world. It is almost endless to mess with him. When we heard about it, we couldn't understand it. For a pot of broken wine, you went to To rob an old Taoist priest, we didn’t know why you would rob him until we personally tasted a mouthful of nine lives and nine deaths!”
Daxing Mad Monk took another sip, trembling all over, took a deep breath, and said: "This nine lives and nine deaths can be called the best in wine, the supreme wine! One gulp, eroding the soul, like going through life and death, really... Cool!"
Opening his eyes, Da Xing Crazy Monk threw the wine gourd over again, and said with a smile, "Come on, I know you can't hold back your hunger for a long time."
Gu Qingfeng didn't go back after catching it this time, but directly poured out the wine in the gourd. Seeing this, the Daxing Mad Monk got up and snatched the wine gourd back from Gu Qingfeng's hand, staring, Shouted: "You kid can't waste it if you don't drink it. This is a narrow life and a narrow death! Do you know how difficult it is for us to get you this jug of wine?"
Daxing crazy monk stared and shouted: "Don't you know how stingy the old Taoist grandson is, and he values this shit more than his life. In order to get this thing for you, I begged grandpa to tell grandma , I knelt down to the old Taoist god damn it, and the grandson refused. In the end, the grandson asked me to do something for him before he gave this altar. Do you know what he asked me to do? You don’t know! You kid can’t even imagine it, it’s just... It’s not a human thing! In order to give you a chance to live and die, I not only lost my own face, but also the face of my 18 generations of ancestors It's all gone..."
The Daxing mad monk cursed loudly, blushed with anger, and had a thick neck, cursing in his mouth, saying: "It's all right if you don't appreciate it, you still pour my wine. I traded my dignity for this thing. If you pour my wine, it will be fine." It is tantamount to stepping on Lao Tzu's face and trampling on Lao Tzu's dignity!"
Gu Qingfeng said blankly: "Daxing, let me say it again, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"