Chapter 827: Suppressing the Evil

The scene changed and returned to Qianfo Mountain and the main hall.

Monk Mingxin's pupils shrank slightly and he fell deeply into it, unable to extricate himself.

The master told him a story, a story that once really existed.

He used his own personal experience to warn Monk Mingxin that some things must be done and understood personally in order to get the answer.

No matter how many Buddhist scriptures there are, they are all empty.

If you want to truly save the world, you must walk out of the mountain gate and travel around the world.

Monk Mingxin's heart was racing and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, why did you..."

He wanted to ask, after you became a Buddha, why did you stay in Thousand Buddha Mountain and no longer go out to save the world?

The famine that year had such a huge impact on your state of mind, could it be that you just turned around and forgot about it?

"hehe."

The old monk smiled, waved his hand and said, "My talent is average, and I have practiced for many years before I reached the level of the Great Emperor. After I was promoted, I discovered that it does not mean that you are truly free to do whatever you want when you reach the level of the Great Emperor. You will suddenly be burdened with There are many things on your body, these things tie you tightly and prevent you from using your fists and feet. Now, I am a person who is restrained..."

Hearing what the old monk said, Monk Mingxin frowned slightly.

He could vaguely detect something, but he couldn't understand it deeply.

Is it related to the way of heaven?

"I must guard this place and never leave even half a step. This is my responsibility and my obligation. Therefore, the important task of slaying demons, supporting justice, and bringing salvation to the world can only fall on your shoulders... You are lucky and have outstanding talent. You have reached the Seven Transformations of Life and Death early. In terms of time, my teacher can carry you for at least ten thousand years, but after ten thousand years, these important tasks will fall on your own shoulders. "

Having said this, the old monk showed a bitter smile.

It was as if there was something he wanted to say, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back again.

Monk Mingxin's eyes were a little dazed.

Immerse yourself in it for a long time.

He thought hard and couldn't figure out the meaning of his master's words.

Is it possible that he really has something to hide?

It seems that since I can remember, Master has never left Thousand Buddha Mountain.

Never.

No matter what it is, no matter what the reason is, he will always be here to protect you.

There must be a deeper hidden secret in this!

"Mingxin, I asked you to come this time. Actually, I have other ideas."

The old monk's eyes flickered, "Logically speaking, my master has reached the pinnacle of this world. In the entire Qinglian world, there are only a handful of people who can compare with me, but I have already reached this level. I still feel very insignificant in this path of Buddhism.”

"Small?"

When Monk Mingxin heard this, he was shocked physically and mentally.

Master has reached the top position in the world. Regarding Buddhism, no one dares to say that it is more profound than him. However, even so, Master's evaluation of his journey to Buddhism is "insignificant". !

For Monk Mingxin, this was like something he had always insisted on before, suddenly being crushed.

Is it true that reaching the level of Master is just insignificant?

How broad is the path to Buddhism?

"good."

The old monk smiled and said, "The more I practice as a teacher, the more clearly I can realize this. It is small, it is really small! I have always believed that Buddhism originated from our Qianfo Mountain, and our Qianfo Mountain has always been passing on Buddhism. Orthodox, but when I reached the Great Emperor, I realized how wrong I was!"

"The path of Buddhism is so profound that you and I can hardly imagine it. The orthodox inheritance I thought I received is just a drop in the bucket. There must be a more profound path of Buddhism above me, and I am just a glimpse into it."

It was very difficult for the old monk to say these words.

He has reached this height. Logically speaking, he is even a representative of Buddhism.

Admitting one's own shortcomings is easy for ordinary people, but difficult for him.

Because he is the symbol of Qianfo Mountain.

To admit one's own shortcomings is to admit the shortcomings of Qianfo Mountain.

"Master, I..."

Monk Mingxin was a little anxious and wanted to say something, but the old monk stopped him with his hand.

He chuckled, "I hope that in the future you can transcend the level of being a teacher, reach a higher realm, and explore more and more profound Buddhist ways. If that day comes, please burn the Buddhist scriptures to me in front of the tombstone."

"Yes, Master."

Monk Mingxin lowered his head deeply.

He learned a lot from this conversation.

For Buddhist disciples, if they want to achieve breakthroughs, the most important thing is "cause and effect."

They must rely on cause and effect to absorb luck and become the Great Emperor.

Back then, Master was out doing disaster relief and rescuing people, and had been busy farming and farming for many years.

You must know that the master was able to undergo seven transformations of life and death. His strength was terrifying and he was an absolute giant.

Which strong person is willing to truly abandon everything and do something like this that ordinary people would do?

Without a kind heart, it is impossible to let go.

"Mingxin, you and Ye Chen seem to have a good relationship?"

The old monk suddenly spoke, an intriguing light flashed in his eyes.

Monk Mingxin didn't understand why the master suddenly asked such a question.

He nodded, "Ye Chen is one of the few...good brothers I have."

Although the two have only known each other for a few years, they have been through life and death many times in these years.

Except when Monk Mingxin went out to kill demons, the two spent most of their time together, and there was a tendency for them to assimilate each other.

In the past, Monk Mingxin was so simple and kind, willing to give everything for his faith.

"Okay, since you two have never been enemies, that's good, keep it up."

The old monk grinned and nodded slightly.

Monk Mingxin was a little confused, but still bowed respectfully, "I will follow the master's teachings."

After Monk Mingxin left the hall, the old monk raised his eyes again, looked at the void, and muttered to himself, "Ye Chen has a huge secret that is enough to change this world. If you are with him, you may be able to break through the current level and impact higher... As a teacher, I have a huge mission in my life, and it is hopeless. Everything depends on you!"

These words slowly drifted in the clouds.

Boom!

At this moment, the ground shook violently, and a strong demonic aura came out from the crack in space, forming a sword light that rushed towards the old monk.

Swish!

The old monk's eyes were sharp, and his fingers poked like lightning, and golden light flashed.

The sword light condensed by the demonic aura instantly dissipated.

"Old thing, I have a premonition that day is coming soon!"

"You have suppressed me for so many years. When I come out, I will definitely tear your bones and peel your skin!"

"Not only that, I will also kill all the bald donkeys in Qianfo Mountain and destroy your nine clans!"

An unwilling roar came from the crack in space.

The evil spirit suddenly appeared and condensed brazenly.

"Hmph, as long as I am alive, you can't come out. Just stay in the dark and live a miserable life!"

The old monk flicked his wrist, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, filling the crack again.

Everything returned to peace again.

"Amitabha."

The old monk put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

A pair of turbid eyes, at this moment, became more vicissitudes of life.