"A talking beast?" Seeing Jeb's expression, Xu Hong was stunned for a moment.
He immediately asked, "What did the Buddha say?"
"What did Buddha say?" Jebu felt confused and had to ask casually.
Xu Hong had an obviously sarcastic smile on his face and said seriously: "Buddha said that all living beings are equal."
Not only did his tone of voice be extremely solemn and sacred, but he also used a sound transmitting instrument that the Tubo people had never seen before.
When Xu Hong said this, he suddenly felt that he had become a Buddha, and his face suddenly looked like a compassionate one.
He seemed to be sitting on a lotus platform, looking down at all living beings, holding flowers and looking at these believers.
Hearing his solemn tone and saying the Buddha's saying that all living beings are equal, these believers couldn't help but be stunned and felt that something was wrong.
In the eyes of believers, this should be the reason why Rinpoche like Jebu turned into a secular Han like Xu Hong.
They all raised their heads and looked up at the solemn and sacred Xu Hong on the horse's back, with confused expressions in their eyes.
Hearing Xu Hong say that all living beings are equal, Jeb said that if he didn't know, then he must be lying.
He had also read this scripture and these words, but he had only read them and rarely said them out.
Jebu felt that he was a superior Rinpoche, looking down on his followers like a disciple of the Buddha.
They are his own people, they are ants, Jeb thought as he talked about it.
Seeing these people paying homage to him, he felt very fulfilled.
But when faced with Xu Hong's answer, he was speechless for a moment, so he had to recite the six-character mantra loudly.
As soon as he recited the six-syllable mantra, the other lamas also recited the six-syllable mantra.
Throughout the avenue, hundreds of lamas chanted the six-character mantra of Om, Mani, Ne, Ba, Mi, and Hum, as if singing, trying to overwhelm Xu Hong's words and momentum.
After hearing the neat six-character mantra of Om, Mah, Ne, Ba, Mi, and Hum, the Tibetan believers seemed to have woken up from their previous confusion.
After all, they face the six-character mantra of Om, Mah, Ni, Ba, Mi, and Hum all the time, as if the Buddha and Bodhisattva are beside them.
It has become a habit for them to worship this six-character mantra, and now they continue to worship it habitually.
Jeb saw the believers worshiping in the six-character mantra of Om, Mah, Ne, Ba, Mi, and Hum. He was secretly proud of himself. Let's see whether it is your sound-transmitting magic weapon or Lao Ne's six-character mantra that is more powerful?
Seeing all this, Xu Hong took his hands calmly.
Still holding the sound transmitting instrument in his hand, he asked in a deep voice: "Jebu, what did the Bodhisattva say?"
Hearing this, Jeb did not answer this time.
He had just fallen into Xu Hong's verbal trap, and he would not be fooled again this time.
He just chants the six-character mantra of Om, Mah, Ni, Ba, Mi, and Hum, because his followers believe in him.
Xu Hong looked extremely compassionate again, and said in a very solemn tone: "The Bodhisattva said, Great Mercy and Great Compassion. Jebu, you killed hundreds of living lives. You neither know the doctrine of equality of all living beings, nor are you capable of great compassion." Xinchang, you are not a Buddhist disciple, you are a Buddhist scum, you are a murderous demon, you should be sent to the eighteenth level of hell."
Xu Hong spoke extremely rudely this time. Not only did he call him by his name and reprimanded him as a Buddhist scum, he also rebuked him as a murderous devil.
When the lama heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Xu Hong not only said that their khenpo turned out to be a Buddhist scum, but also used this sound-transmitting instrument, which made him terrified.
Hearing this, those believers were even more incredible and their minds were in confusion.
They never expected that Rinpoche, who was unattainable in their eyes, turned out to be a Buddhist scum and a murderous demon.
You know, as long as Jeb touches his head to them, they are willing to go bankrupt and donate their family property.
After hearing this, all the believers couldn't help but feel confused and felt empty.
It turned out that this lofty Rinpoche, who was almost above the clouds, turned out to be a Buddhist scum and a demon from hell.
Almost everyone no longer worshiped Jeb, but stood up from the ground and looked at Jeb to see how he would explain.
Hearing this, Jebu couldn't help but became furious. He claimed to be an enlightened monk, a khenbu of a temple, and Rinpoche in the mouths of thousands of believers.
He never expected that Xu Hong would not only call him by his first name, but also call him a scum.
This was the biggest insult to him, and it simply drove him from heaven to hell.
"Lao Ne is recognized as a Khenpo by Buddhists, and is even known as Rinpoche by the Tibetan people. How can I allow you, a child with a yellow mouth, to be so insulted?" Khenpo shouted with all his strength.
Xu Hong is not very old, only around 20 years old. In the eyes of Jeb, an old man in his sixties, he can naturally be regarded as a child with a yellow mouth.
Jebu shouted like this, and the masters and lamas, big and small, also shouted together, and the scene was quite majestic.
"Jeb, you think you are Rinpoche, then let me ask you, why did you kill so many people?" Xu Hong took the sound transmitting instrument and transmitted every word into the ears of his followers.
Faced with Xu Hong's question, Jeb immediately and confidently replied: "Lao Ne said that these people have sinned heavily, and Lao Ne helped them eliminate their sins."
"Jeb, then why did you use their human bones and skin to make magical weapons?" Xu Hong did not listen to his explanation and continued to ask.
Because Xu Hong had a sound transmitting instrument, every believer could hear clearly.
Of course, Jeb didn't hesitate at all and continued to answer confidently: "They have sinned so much that Lao Ne made them into magic weapons to improve their merit and give them a good birth in the next life."
While Jeb answered proudly, he was actually grateful to Xu Hong for asking the question, which allowed him to give a perfect explanation for killing slaves.
"Jeb, you are really cruel. You actually took hundreds of lives to make hundreds of magic weapons made of human bones and human skin. Isn't this a murderous demon or something?" Xu Hong smiled contemptuously and dismissed his explanation. Continue questioning.
Although the number of Xu Hong is large, Jeb feels that the power is no longer as good as what he said just now.
He breathed a sigh of relief and replied calmly: "The power of one magic weapon is too small. Only hundreds of magic weapons are powerful. Of course, hundreds of magic weapons are needed."
"Do you have thousands of followers?" Xu Hong suddenly changed the subject and asked.
Hearing this, Jeb felt proud that he indeed had thousands of followers, and there were thousands of followers just in front of him.
Hearing this, he put away his triumphant thoughts and replied with great solemnity on the surface: "Lao Ne has at least tens of thousands of believers."
After hearing what Jebu said, all the lamas were naturally very happy.
They also answered together: "Lao Ne has at least tens of thousands of believers."
"Jeb, since you are a Khenpo and a Rinpoche, and you have tens of thousands of believers, the magical instruments made from your body are far more powerful than those slaves, and are ten thousand times more effective than them. Jebu, why don't you Make your legal body into a magic weapon?" Xu Hong waited for his answer, and then asked again.
Xu Hong's sound-transmitting instrument is extremely powerful. Not only can all lamas hear it, but even these thousands of believers can hear it clearly.
Yes, Jebu is a khenpo who surpasses the guru, and he is a Rinpoche in the mouth of tens of thousands of believers. Why not make the body of the breath into a magic weapon?
Upon hearing this, all the believers turned their heads to look at Jeb, with confusion in their eyes.
Hearing this, Jeb's face changed drastically, and his heart suddenly fell from heaven to hell.
He was originally proud of having tens of thousands of followers, but he never expected that tens of thousands of followers would turn out to be his biggest nightmare.
At this moment, Jeb lost his original calmness, his eyes moved around wildly, and his brain moved rapidly.
Jeb took a deep breath, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind: "Lao Ne has not yet reached the state of Dharma King, and his magic power is far from enough."
Now he uses the excuse that he is not a Dharma King and denies that he does not have enough Dharma.
Xu Hong glanced at Jebu contemptuously. Jebu blushed and continued to recite the six-character mantra to cover himself up.
Xu Hong ignored him and shouted loudly with the sound transmitting instrument: "Bring Gayang up."
Hearing this sound, all the believers came over and wanted to see what happened.
They only saw a lama in his thirties being escorted by the security team. They didn't know why he was like this, with a look of confusion on his face.
"Jia Yang, why did you skin and kill these two brothers and sisters?" Xu Hong stared at him, pointed at the young man's head, and asked in a deep voice.
Jiayang doesn't look kind-hearted, on the contrary, he looks like a deer-headed rat.
His eyes rolled rapidly, and he was now in a dilemma.
He has skinned and killed, that is a fact.
As the saying goes, a life must be paid for a life, could he escape death?
What should he do? If he didn't say it, he would definitely die now. Anyway, he was already fishing for a murderer.
Not only Xu Hong and other security officers looked at him, but also the lamas and the believers looked at him.
It would be embarrassing to say it, but if you don't say it, you might die immediately.
His eyes turned sharply and he suddenly said: "The two of them knew that they were guilty of serious sins. They begged the monk to free them as soon as possible and let their skin and bones be used as magical tools to improve their merits. They were very grateful to the monk. Now their bodies It has been made into a magic weapon as I wished."
Hearing this, all the lamas breathed a sigh of relief.
The lama couldn't help but look at Jiayang with respect. He was so calm in the face of life and death.
After hearing this, some believers couldn't believe it, while others were doubtful.
Some believers were lost in thought. Why did they ask the lama to skin them and kill them?
Although the believers were thinking, everyone in the security team was conscious and everyone was extremely angry.
What is confusing right and wrong, what is confusing right and wrong, this is it.
"These brothers and sisters are worshipers of Buddha. How have their sins been so serious? They were deceived by you and sent to Nanzhao Temple to be skinned and killed by you. It seems that you are indeed a murderous demon. Now let me taste the taste of being skinned and killed." Xu Hong He was furious and shouted to his men, "Pull him down and let this murderous demon taste the taste of being skinned."
Upon hearing this, Gayang suddenly fell to the ground and emitted a foul odor.
It turned out that when Gayang heard that he was going to be skinned, he was not only frightened to the point of weakness, but also became incontinent.
"You are indeed a coward," Xu Hong looked at him with great disdain and sneered, "You skin and kill people so happily, why do you become so frightened that you become paralyzed and become incontinent when you hear that you are about to be skinned?"
Gayang could no longer care about anything else. Seeing the murderous eyes of the security guards, he knew that if he spoke nonsense, he would most likely be killed on the spot.
People have nothing if they don't face death, they just care about time.
When death comes, who doesn't want to live a little longer, only to know the importance of living one minute and one second longer.
If Kayang was the kind of person who was terminally ill and had no love left, he would want to die immediately.
But Kayang was only thirty years old, less than half the age of Khenpo Jebu of Nanzhao Temple, and he still wanted to live a few more years.
Although Kayang is a lama, he is not an eminent monk, but an extremely ordinary lama.
If Gaoyang had status, he wouldn't be skinning and killing people himself.
He burst into tears, as if having a nervous breakdown.
Gayang cried and said: "The little monk has no choice. If the little monk doesn't skin others, he will be skinned by others. If the little monk doesn't kill people, he will be killed by others."
After hearing this, all the lamas' faces changed drastically. Gayang slapped all the lamas in the face.
Xu Hong's sound transmission instrument played a huge role in these words just now, which is equivalent to a live broadcast in later generations.
Everyone, including the believers, could hear the conversation between Xu Hong and Jiayang clearly.
The officers and soldiers of the security group had known this result for a long time, so they looked indifferent.
Emotions are extremely complex, some look confused, some suddenly realize, some look painful, etc.
A sneer appeared on Xu Yang's face, no matter how much Jiayang confessed there.
He looked at the boxes after boxes of magic weapons made of human bones in front of him, and then asked Jeb: "Jeb, have you ever thought about seeing so many magic weapons?"
Jeb was concentrating on the six-character mantra and didn't hear Xu Hong speak for a while.
He is not really entering the world of the Six-Character Mantra now, but wants to escape through the Six-Character Mantra.
Now his mask was torn apart layer by layer by Xu Hong, and his original face was almost revealed.
Fortunately, he still has six words of mantra.
He recited the six-syllable mantra, and other Tubo lamas also recited the six-syllable mantra.
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