The degree of transformation lasted for half a stick of incense before it stopped.
Li Xiaobai didn't open his eyes in a hurry. This time, the power of faith was too strong and effective, so he needed to pretend.
"Little Master Wuhu, how do you feel? The Buddha's light has the effect of enlightening one's mind and one's nature. Many talented people in ancient times have been able to understand it."
On the high seat, the old monk Juehu asked with concern, staring directly at Li Xiaobai, trying to see the changes that had happened to him.
But the reality disappointed him and he couldn't see anything.
"Amitabha, thank you so much, Master Juehu, for your enlightenment. I will keep it in my heart!"
Li Xiaobai nodded and said, with no disturbance in his heart, and even a little bit of boredom. The monks in the Pure Land are really troublesome. In the future, they shouldn't have to be transformed by such strength of faith every time they go to a city.
"If you realize something, you might as well tell it."
Master Juehu encouraged.
"Life is like a dream, like dew and lightning!"
Li Xiaobai said casually.
"Well, you can actually have such a state. The golden scales are not a thing in the pond. They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds!"
"Come, have a drink with me. The Buddha Dharma in the Pure Land is so exquisite that even a bowl of tea cannot be underestimated."
The old monk Juehu was in a good mood. With a flick of his sleeves, a bowl of tea floated into Li Xiaobai's mouth.
"How about this tea?"
The old monk asked casually, but the corner of his eye kept focusing on Li Xiaobai.
This old bald donkey is very cautious and is not willing to let go of any flaw. He must test him again and again to make sure there are no problems before letting him go.
Li Xiaobai was fearless and opened his mouth: "Good tea, good cups!"
"Look at this bowl, it's big and round!"
"Look at this tea leaf, it's long and wide!"
"Amitabha, how could he have such an understanding?"
"Throw away the red tape and get down to the essence of things, without any flashy heart. In today's world, there are not many young people who can have such a state of mind!"
"That's great. It's my honor to get to know the little master from Wuhu. It's an honor for me at Luohan Temple. I'll take a short break for three days, and we can set off with him in three days!"
The old monk seemed to have heard something extraordinary. His eyes widened and he said in disbelief.
Li Xiaobai was speechless and didn't want to say more, so he thanked him and turned to leave.
Nonsense can also be used to deceive people's trust. Really, the power of the master depends solely on your imagination!
But what he didn't know was that not long after he left, the face of the Juehu monk in the temple suddenly turned gloomy. He waved to a white dove and whispered a few words.
"Go to Lingyin Temple and talk to the abbot. Master Wuhu has not been completely converted. He still retains part of his original intention. He has been attacked by the power of faith four times and still cannot be converted. This is a genius among geniuses!"
"You are so young and your strength has not yet grown up. You will be a great help to the Pure Land of Paradise in the future. I hope Lingyin Temple can give you more rewards. I will be a big help along the way!"
Juehu said a few words lightly, and the white pigeon flapped its wings and left.
He was not a fool, he could sense the state of Wuhu. How many years had passed before such a genius appeared again? The last Buddhist monk who was so evil had to exercise the power of faith four times before he could be considered a complete salvation.
Now this one is even more outrageous. Perhaps only by sending him to Lingyin Temple can he be completely surrendered to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.
"By the way, this person is an old acquaintance with Ma Niubi, so we can find out more about his past from his mouth..."
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On the other side, Li Xiaobai was relaxed, walking in Luohan Temple, enjoying the gaze of stars holding the moon, feeling quite good about himself.
It's just that you can always see an older girl and a younger daughter-in-law following the monk into the backyard room, looking a little uncomfortable.
This isn't a pure place for Buddhism. It's simply a den of bandits, and it's the kind of people who prostitute themselves for free.
Along the way, you can hear many monks talking to each other.
"Senior brother, have you received any rewards today?"
"No, but senior brother practiced for six hours today and decided to reward himself!"
"Then senior brother, you have to hurry up. Junior brother, I heard that someone wants to reward himself seven times tonight!"
“I don’t know if I can handle such a generous reward!”
This is the daily conversation among monks. Practice requires supervision and encouragement, and the reward system can well stimulate fighting spirit.
"Amitabha, the poor monk heard that a master from Wuhu came to Luohan Temple and that he will go to the Buddhist Debate Platform together in three days?"
"I guess this is it, right?"
Outside the Sutra Pavilion, Li Xiaobai was blocked by a group of monks, blocking his way.
This group of monks had a deep aura and good cultivation. He had the impression that the person standing in the middle seemed to be the monk who was scolded by Professor Ma Niubi during the triangle killing. He was also one of the geniuses of Luohan Temple.
"Amitabha, a young monk in Wuhu, was invited by Abbot Juehu to go to the Buddhist Biandai to have a look and gain insights."
"I heard that there are tens of thousands of scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion in Luohan Temple, so I came here to take a look. I haven't asked any of my senior brothers what's important?"
Li Xiaobai said politely.
Now he doesn't want to find trouble, he just wants to send himself to Lingyin Temple safely.
"What's important?"
"Do you know how fierce the competition is in Luohan Temple?"
"My senior brother Chugui has not slept for a whole year, just for the opportunity to go to the Buddhist Debate Platform in three days. It turns out that it is better for you. You don't have to do anything and just get a spot directly. I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate, right?"
A monk with a bad temper pushed Li Xiaobai and said coldly.
They were dissatisfied. Why could this foreign monk easily have the opportunity they had worked so hard to obtain?
Just because Kazuma is an old acquaintance?
Rumor has it that this guy is a genius? They want to see how talented they are to be able to go to the Buddhist Debate Platform without any effort, which is a sacred place in the hearts of Buddhist disciples all over the world.
"Well, you have misunderstood. The young monk just wants to listen to the teachings in front of the Lord Buddha and obtain the true scriptures. He is not interested in the Buddha Debate Platform. He is just taking advantage of the precious land of your temple to take a ride."
"This matter is arranged by Master Juehu. If you have any objections, you can go to him for feedback."
Li Xiaobai said slowly, this is the Pure Land of Paradise. If it were another place, these people would have been thrown into the Lake of Resentful Spirits and refined into great resentment seeds.
He didn't intend to start a dispute, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as these words came out, the eyes of several people in the field immediately changed.
"What did you say?"
"How dare you be disrespectful to the Buddha Debate Platform!"
"Buddha Debate Platform, what a grand occasion that is, you, a foreign monk, dare to comment on my Buddhist pure land and show disdain!"
"If you can't give a satisfactory answer today, don't even think about escaping unscathed!"
The monks were furious, with flames in their eyes, and the atmosphere became tense.
