It’s natural to make a name for yourself by opening the mountain gate, but it’s also difficult to tell the difference between good and bad. In the end, the garbage dump will be clean and smelly, whether it’s Buddhism or my door or hundreds of schools. "
After that, they saw a monk on the high platform.
It was Fang Baixin, a monk with many people, who used stealth to jump in and watch.
This just found that there are still many people.
Wu Ming recognized at a glance that Untitled Scholar, not far away, was the King of Jinghe. In addition, there were several monks sitting in a dish to prevent someone from making trouble.
Gaotai is a debate between two old monks.
However, after three sentences, one person lost, but the winner didn’t last long, so he lost the second game.
Wu Ming looked up and watched as the argument became more and more fierce. It seemed that there was a Buddha’s light falling, but it was not visible, which enveloped the whole metaplasia temple.
And the center of the Buddha’s light falls is the high platform.
"Is this Hinayana Buddhist luck?"
Wu Ming has some doubts.
Although there are Buddhists in this southern Shanbu continent, now it is all about practicing the Hinayana Buddhism, and the fruit is just arhat. Even so, it is reasonable to go to Lingshan to get the Mahayana Sutra. How can we choose the scriptures?
Didn’t you also come up with a Buddha?
Wu Ming stretched out the palm of his hand, but it was a small tree, a virtual shadow of Pu’s sacred tree.
The shadows of the trees suddenly made the Buddha’s light move as if it would be absorbed.
But he quickly put away the bodhi tree and went to absorb this fate for no reason, but he didn’t do this stupid thing.
Although this move was subtle, it immediately alerted the eminent monks in Huasheng Temple. Some people wanted to do something about the gathering of fate!
The abbot, the monk Ji Shen, immediately turned a Buddha’s light into a Buddha’s light, and he was not surprised to see some scattered gods and spirits of the King of Jinghe, but he was surprised to see Wu Ming.
What a door! What a gentleman!
He came forward and crossed his hands and said, "Amitabha didn’t know that the true gentleman had come to meet me, and the old monk in the Huasheng Temple was far away."
Wu Ming also made a bow in return, saying, "Elder, you don’t have to pay more attention to being original."
The silent monk, however, dared not relax and rushed out of a door. The real gentleman said it was to see how to make people believe it.
"I don’t know which famous mountain of Zhenjun is a good place to visit."
Wu Ming waited for him to ask and immediately said, "I am an idle person who was recently placed in a floating cloud three hundred miles east of Chang’ an."
Cloud view?
The monk immediately remembered that several monks fled back to the temple the other day and said that the property was occupied by the demon road. Is this the man?
The old monk bridled his eyes but couldn’t see the look in his eyes.
Then he said, "It turned out that the true gentleman cleaned the door for the temple and maintained my reputation as a temple of metaplasia."
The old monk newspaper just has a copy of the title deed of the floating clouds view. It’s really a thank-you gift. Please don’t dislike it when the Buddhist meeting is over. "
Wu Ming also smiled and handed over, saying, "Good talk."
Chapter 23 Taoists Tell the Mahayana Lingbao School to attract people.
The silent monk doesn’t know what this door is really about. I hope he won’t cause trouble. Just a title deed is not in sight.
"How long will this elder Buddha’s meeting last?"
The monk crossed his hands and said, "About seven days."
Say silence god monk fell into the party.
Untitled Scholar, transformed by the King of Jinghe River, was attracted by the scene just now. If the Taoist priest came to Chang ‘an, he had never seen another one.
Before he left, he asked, "Did the two Taoist priests pass by the Jinghe River yesterday morning?"
He didn’t recognize Wu Ming.
Yuan Tiangang nodded his head.
"Those two smashed the Shuifu?"
Yuan Tiangang laughed. "What hit Shuifu was just throwing a stone into the river to measure the depth."
The Dragon King of Jinghe suddenly roared, "Well, it really is you who will be convicted of damaging other people’s property according to the law!"
It is stormy when you say it.
Fang Gaotai monks suddenly went back to their rooms to shelter from the rain and had to stop at the Buddhist meeting.
Seeing this, the silent monk snorted and flew into the air again.
"Which one disturbs my Buddhist meeting?"
Wu Ming said with a smile, "It was this scholar who said that being original smashed something and got some wind and rain."
The monk immediately crossed his hands and said to Untitled Scholar, "Amitabha also asked the donor to accept the magical power, so don’t disturb the poor monk in the temple."
"Hum, old monk, mind your own business. You won’t stop until you give me an explanation!"
At that time, it was a storm that spread to Chang’ an city.
The old monk was angry when he saw that several monks in the sky were wrapped in his wind and rain and became a drowned rat, which stirred up the Buddhist society.
"You this fellow a licentious! Others don’t know you, but they can’t hide it from me. You’re the old monk who disturbed Chang ‘an Limin with the wind and rain today, and you’re supposed to sue you. "
When the Dragon King of Jinghe heard about it, it didn’t matter where the monk went to sue him. He wasn’t afraid that his followers didn’t bring weapons today. If they fought, they might not be opponents.
The silent monk didn’t want to make enemies with him, so he invited three people into the temple to tell each other.
Today, the Buddhist Dharma continued to be silent, and the monk invited several equally respected monks to talk about the Buddhist Dharma together, but the three of them were somewhat out of place.
Everyone has no hair, but three of them are thicker and softer than one.
The Dragon King of Jinghe was very noisy when he heard what the monks said about Anbang Tianbao, and advised him to repair the work volume.
Wu Ming is interesting to listen to, and he has also heard the western Buddhist scriptures saying that Mahayana Buddhism is different from Mahayana Buddhism.
Interrupting from time to time surprised the monks.
This Taoist priest is still proficient in Buddhism?
"Dare to ask which side of practice is your brother’s name?"
Wu Ming-yi said, "Being poor and being famous is a floating cloud view of practice."
The monk said, "If that’s the case, I wonder if it’s okay to call Brother Yunyun?"
Wu Ming is nodding.
"You monks are hypocritical. What can he say as a Taoist?"
Many dragon king can’t help but sneer at a way