A sword from the Qin Dynasty and a fishing village in the East China Sea!
The simplest sword-drawing technique!
The sword-drawing jade that needs to be practiced for a while every day is Li Xiuyuan's original move, although he passed it on to Xu Fu and Zhao Meng who were crossing east.
Even Zhang Liang, Shuzi, Xiaohei, and Xiaohu can all do it.
However, when he really uses it, he can still amaze the whole world and make people retreat three feet away.
The thin scars on his arms grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a deep groove, and then there was a splash of blood like spring water.
Dang Dang Dang! There was a series of sounds, it was the arm holding the Zen staff falling to the ground, and then the Zen staff rolled down the mountain along the stone steps.
With his fingers outstretched like the wind, the Human Buddha instantly lit his acupuncture points to stop the blood spurting wildly.
With his left hand, he tore off a corner of the monk's robe and wrapped the wound tightly.
Then he picked up the severed arm and sighed and said: "As expected, the Tao is three feet high and the devil is ten feet high... You defeated me, but there is still Buddha behind me..."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "In my eyes, the devil is three feet high and the Tao is ten feet high! If you can become a Buddha by wearing monk's robes, then you have to practice hard in Honglian Temple?"
Speaking of Buddhism, how could the human Buddha in front of him be Li Xiuyuan’s opponent?
Not to mention Buddhist dharma, but mundane dharma, Taoist dharma, and even magic. Li Xiuyuan also talked about it eloquently.
So much so that those Confucian methods I told Master in Da Qin...
Knowing that he had no power to fight anymore, the Human Buddha immediately gave up his fight with Li Xiuyuan, and Li Xiuyuan silently sheathed his sword and hung it quietly on his waist.
Just like the Human Buddha said, behind him there is the Red Lotus Temple, the abbot, and more Buddhas.
With a sword in his hand, he can remove the Buddha blocking his way.
After bandaging the wound, the expression on the Human Buddha's face changed.
Youyou said: "This is the world of Buddhas. You can defeat me, but you can't defeat the Buddha behind me. You can't convince the abbot to let the master and the disciple go."
"Now that we have suppressed them here, even if the benefactor has the power to move mountains, I am afraid it will be difficult to rescue them. So what are you doing? Why don't you turn back!"
This is the second time that the Human Buddha has said goodbye to Li Xiuzhen.
Li Xiuyuan understood what the Human Buddha meant. He even saw those guys who were ready to move coming here, but he didn't care.
"It doesn't matter to me whether I have a lot of debt or not."
Li Xiuyuan replied coldly: "I have let go of enough, but the two people you suppressed are the cause and effect that I can't let go of. You also know that cause and effect never fails!"
"Cause never fails!"
The bang was like a wake-up call, causing the seven-foot-tall Human Buddha to tremble all over.
Ru had been practicing hard for hundreds of years, and suddenly one day a thunderbolt sounded in the sky.
It is also like a worldly person who comes to the world of Buddhas and is greatly shocked when he overhears the morning bells and evening drums.
Looking back at the word "shore!" erased by a leaf in front of the main hall, the Buddha in this world seems to have realized something.
He sighed and said, "One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi. Has the donor entered the devil's path? Or have I fallen into the sea of suffering? Who can explain it to me? Where is my shore?"
Li Xiuyuan said nothing.
Because he had already seen a figure slowly walking out of the hall and coming slowly.
Looking back, the human Buddha tried to find his own other shore from the blinded word "shore", and silently watched his senior brother coming from the other shore.
I couldn't help but sigh softly: "Why bother?"
In fact, what he wants to say is, since the senior brother is already on the other side, why bother to turn around and step into the filthy quagmire of the world again?
The Human Buddha, who had lost his arm, still resented Li Xiuyuan in his heart, but he also understood some truths under the pain.
Since the people in the west of Kangchuan City can tolerate it, since the sentient beings in the entire Kangchuan City can tolerate it.
Since even the city lord of Kangchuan City and countless guards can tolerate it.
Not even healthy
It can also be tolerated by monks who live in seclusion in Sichuan City.
Why can't the Buddhas in Honglian Temple accommodate this pair of masters and disciples?
As Li Xiuyuan asked before, the master and apprentice did not do evil in Kangchuan City. On the contrary, Wuxin, as a mortal, could sympathize with the sufferings of the people of Xicheng.
To impart knowledge to the children of the poor, why can’t Honglian Temple do the same?
Maybe he needs to engage in spiritual practice to see all the sentient beings in the world, just like the master and disciple...
Thinking of this, the human Buddha who had lost one arm looked at the old monk coming slowly and shook his head.
He said quietly: "Senior brother, I am incompetent. Firstly, I cannot subjugate demons, and secondly, I cannot practice the Dharma of saving others and myself. I am really ashamed."
Without waiting for the oncoming old monk to reply, he turned around, waved to Li Xiuyuan, and walked down the mountain step by step.
He didn't even pick up the Zen staff on the ground.
The wrinkled old monk was stunned for a moment, looked at the back of the Human Buddha and asked, "Junior brother, what do you want to do? Come back and I will reattach your broken arm."
"No need...I'm going to the human world to see all sentient beings..."
The voice of the Human Buddha was heard in the wind, but the pace became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, the shadow of the Human Buddha was no longer on the mountain road.
The old monk looked at his senior brother disappearing in the wind and was speechless for a moment.
He did not speak to Li Xiuyuan, but beckoned and recalled the Zen staff that had fallen on the stone steps.
Looking at the blooming red flowers on the ground, he shook his head and looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Where did the donor come from, and why did he hurt my junior brother? Does he have an old grudge with you?"
The old monk was holding the lost Zen staff of the Human Buddha and frowned tightly as he looked at Li Xiuyuan in front of him.
"I come from where I came from."
Li Xiuyuan replied quietly: "You are here because you imprisoned my two juniors, you are here because old monk, you are determined to do evil, and you are here because of the future saint in Kangchuan City!"
"As for why I hurt your junior brother's arm...it's just because he's not worthy of being a Vajra that can subdue the Six Paths. God won't subjugate demons, so I'll do it!"
Li Xiuyuan took a step forward, and the expression on his face became colder: "Are you here a pure place of Buddhism, or a prison in the world? Who gave you the power?"
Li Xiuyuan's answer was cold and ruthless, but it failed to arouse the old monk's anger.
"Old monk, whose name is Wuhao, is the abbot of Honglian Temple, and you injured my Dharma Protector Vajra."
The old monk looked at Li Xiuyuan without anger and said: "Masters and disciples cannot fall in love. This has been a rule for thousands of years. Since the people in Kangchuan City dare not care, the monks in the city dare not speak out, the Lord of the City pretends not to see it. ..."
"Then, Honglian Temple will take care of it, and I will take care of the monks... If I don't go to hell, who will?"
The old monk paused the Zen staff in his hand and said coldly: "I want to conquer the devil, come on, give my junior brother an arm."
Li Xiuyuan became angry when he heard this, pointed at the old monk's innocent nose and scolded: "This is just the rhetoric of your Honglian Temple side. If you can represent this side of God's will, you can let a divine thunder from the sky strike on my head. try?"
So his eyes fell on the magnificent hall of Honglian Temple and the tall pagoda on the back mountain.
The old monk was angry and did not reply, because he could not represent the will of God in this world, and he could not let go of a divine thunder that split the sky and the earth.
So he had no choice but to remain silent.
Li Xiuyuan continued to scold: "You said if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell... It just so happens that I am in the Infinite Hell. Things are over here. I will drag you to hell with me to see the Buddha in your mouth."
"Ask him, are you a Buddha or do you think I am a devil?"
Li Xiuyuan pointed his sword to the sky and shouted loudly: "You are an outsider, but you are involved in fighting with local officials. Old monk, where is your compassion? Let me see!"
Li Xiuyuan's few words made the old monk Wuhan's face turn red and white in turns.
His expression became more and more indifferent, because Li Xiuyuan hit his point of pain.
It reminded him that he had been practicing hard for a hundred years and was still just the abbot of Honglian Temple, unable to comprehend the meaning of heaven and earth in this world.
Unable
Hearing the Tao and becoming a Buddha cannot achieve Buddhahood immediately.
The more the old monk thought about it, the more miserable he felt. He was so miserable that he simply roared angrily: "Come, let me see your Buddha!"
Li Xiuyuan thought about the guy who ran away to who knows where, and thought about the countless years of practice under the abyss.
I don’t know if it’s ten years or a hundred years.
Almost all the stones in the mountains have been carved into Buddha statues by him. Time is endless, and the days under the abyss are even more boring than on the Wangchuan Bridge!
So he got angry, pointed at the old monk Wu with angry eyes and cursed: "Are you blind?"
He pointed at his face and roared: "You are said to be a Buddha, but you are greedy, angry, and foolish. If you are said to be a devil, you are wearing the human skin of a Buddha."
"People say that you can see the Buddha when you open the door. Can't you see who is standing in front of you? Or do you think that you are the Buddha in this world because you are in the Buddhist hall and cannot see the Buddha?"
"So, you summoned the demon-conquering divine thunder to strike at me, come and strike at me, the Buddha from under the Nine Netherworlds!"
Li Xiuyuan, who was climbing up the stairs, was no more than three feet away from the old monk. As long as the old monk had a thought, the Zen staff in his hand could strike him on the head!
But he didn't care at all, and continued to point to the fallen leaf on the pillar in front of the hall.
He said coldly: "Buddha said that a leaf covering one's eyes cannot see Bodhi. I think you are going to see a leaf covering the sky. First, you cannot see the sky in Kangchuan City. Second, you cannot see the land of this world. Third, you cannot see the sentient beings under the mountain... "
Those earth-shattering divine thunders at the Lord's Mansion of Kangchuan City back then, those divine thunders that allowed Wuxin to step into the realm of mortal transformation.
The formation that slashed the sky and the earth outside the village in the west of the city killed countless elites in the Shenhua Valley.
At the beginning of that year, I came to Kangchuan City. In a place hidden by bamboo stilts in the west of the city, a place where sewage flowed across the river, those who sat in a classroom that could not be protected from wind and rain listened to their teacher explain the principles of the world.
When I first met Jasmine, those big clear and translucent eyes looked at me and said, "I am Jasmine..."
Li Xiuyuan became angry when he thought that a mortal who was about to become a saint was being suppressed under the pagoda of Honglian Temple.
He said coldly: "It turns out that you are the devil in this world."
"Unfortunately, these principles you mentioned are meaningless to Honglian Temple, because the world here will not open up because of your arrival..."
"The monks in Kangchuan City will not become saints because of your arrival. Ask the believers who come to offer incense if they will regard you as a Buddha?"
The old monk looked into Li Xiuyuan's eyes and said coldly: "In my eyes, you are a devil, that's enough. This is Honglian Temple, and I am the master here."
His meaning is simple, if I say you are a demon, you will be a demon, and then the common monks in Kangchuan City will believe every word I say.
Because, in the main hall of the temple, the Buddhas in their hearts are enshrined.
"It's useless to talk more! Either surrender, or I will destroy Honglian Temple!"
Li Xiuyuan shouted sternly: "No need to delay, even if you call out the gods and Buddhas in the sky, you can't block my way. Think about your descendants and the Buddhas you enshrine on the altar!"
"Is it possible that you want to wield a butcher knife in the land of Buddhism?!"
The old monk clenched the Zen staff in his hand so that he could rise up and succumb to the demons in the name of reciting the Buddha's name.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he said: "In this case, there are hundreds of disciples in Honglian Temple, so what if they fight bloody battles? As long as I can subjugate you, a human monster here, and let one more demon be suppressed under the pagoda."
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said coldly: "You talk too much, the Zen staff is holding your hand."
The old monk named Wu Ai, the abbot of Honglian Temple, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said calmly: "Buddha said that Vajra has angry eyes, so he subdues the six paths..."
Li Xiuyuan interrupted him: "You are not a Buddha!"
PS: This is Hitachi Chun. I would like to send my greetings to Senior Brother Chen with this chapter, as well as to the many readers and friends who support me. Thank you.
