Chapter 250

Qin Mu didn't feel a little friendly when he saw his acquaintances. He had been hanging out with blind and lame people since he was a child. He had learned all kinds of knowledge from the ninth old man in the disabled old village since he remembered. It can be said that he didn't even have a playmate in his childhood, which was very boring.

Although he only fought with monk Mingxin once, he was his age after all, and it was natural for him to feel a little cordial.

Mingxinhe sang recited the Buddha, suppressed the anger that came out, and said with a smile, "you defeated me that day, but now you may not be able to defeat me. When I lost in your hand, I learned from the pain and corrected my flaws. Why don't I have another match?"

Qin Mu said in surprise, "have you changed the flaw in your throat?"

Mingxin monk was proud and said, "I was defeated by you at the throat last time, and this time I definitely can't let you succeed!"

Qin Mu lost his voice and said, "little monk Mingxin, how old are you? With your current vision, you will only correct the more mistakes and flaws! Instead of your random correction, you might as well ask the Tathagata directly and let the Tathagata teach you... Well, I also changed my skill randomly, and my skill was changed beyond recognition by myself, so I can't say you."

Qin Mu was shy, and he also changed his skill. He changed the three Dan skill of Ba Ti more than once, and the great cultivation demon Scripture was also integrated with the three Dan skill of Ba Ti, which solved the flaw on the left shoulder of the three Dan skill of Ba ti.

Explain to yourself that monk Mingxin changed his kung fu skills indiscriminately. This is a big silly smile. Maybe monk Mingxin really wiped out the flaw in his throat.

Mingxin monk was ready to move, and said, "can I teach you?"

Qin Mu was about to speak, when suddenly an old monk said, "disciple, don't be presumptuous, this is the Qin leader of the demon sect!"

Mingxin monk was startled and said quietly, "when did you become the old devil of the Tianmo sect?"

Qin Mu sighed, "it's difficult to elaborate on the details, and I don't want to, but I was pushed to the position of leader and had to be the leader."

He looked at the old monk who spoke. It was old monk Jingming. This old monk was Mingxin's master. He was as smart as his name. Just now, he pointed out in a loud voice that Qin Mu was the leader of the demon sect. In fact, it was not to remind Mingxin, but to tell all the monks present.

After his voice, many monks who were studying the hundred dragon map told Qin Mu that it was obviously difficult to recite Buddha names one by one, and could not suppress the idea of subduing demons.

Mingxin monk hurriedly said, "then get out of here quickly. Don't be the leader of the demon sect. You will die! There are many eminent monks in our temple who are jealous of evil and are used to killing demons. Every time you go out, you have to subdue several demons to accumulate merits and virtues, and you will be killed! I won't compete with you. Hurry down the mountain and run for your life."

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "thank you for your kindness, but I'm a guest now. The old Buddha is my senior brother. He said to let me stay in the temple. In this case, will they also subdue demons?"

Mingxin monk hesitated and said, "I'm not sure. Most of them will talk to you and persuade you to turn around. If they can't talk about you, they will probably kill you."

Qin Mu was dumbfounded. Sure enough, he saw several monks coming here.

"Amitabha!"

A monk was the first to challenge, his hands folded and said, "devil, dare you argue with me?"

Qin Mu asked, "are you all empty?"

The monk was slightly stunned, shook his head and said, "No."

"What's the argument?"

Qin Mu laughed and said, "you haven't got the Tao yet. You know nothing about the seven orifices and the six orifices. You're just a fake monk who can only show off his eloquence. Quit."

The monk was tongue tied, and another monk nearby hurriedly said, "demon, I tell you truth, goodness and beauty..."

Qin Mu asked, "are you the Tathagata?"

The monk blushed and said, "I'm not the Tathagata yet..."

"You didn't get the real word."

Qin Mu said with a smile, "the Tathagata is Zhenru, got a true word, and achieved the truth. If you are not true yourself, you still want to talk about truth, goodness and beauty? Step back, don't make a fool of yourself, wait until you do it. Don't ask me to do what you can't do. Don't be lenient with yourself and strict with others."

The monk was speechless, and another monk stretched out his hand, and the earth gushed out of the golden spring, blooming lotus flowers, and said, "the Buddha Dharma has cloud, a three despised three Bodhi, the supreme positive consciousness, the highest wisdom consciousness..."

Qin Mu asked, "have you realized the supreme wisdom?"

"I..."

"Step back."

Another monk laughed and said, "the master of the demon sect is articulate. If you don't listen to me when I talk about the Buddhist scriptures with you, then I will talk about the secular world with you."

Qin Mu became interested and said, "don't talk about it first, big monk. I ask you, if people are Buddhists, don't produce, don't marry, don't marry, and have no children, will the race be extinct in a hundred years? What's the hatred between people and you? Why should we destroy the race?"

The monk was stunned and said, "that's not what I'm going to tell you. Your demon sect is evil, and the magic in it is evil. Practice Kung Fu with living people..."

Qin Mu said, "how about exterminating the Terrans?"

The monk widened his eyes, suppressed his anger, and shouted, "what you and I said is not the same!"

Qin Mu said, "well, let's talk about the same thing. I met a lord of the heavenly Saint church who practiced martial arts with a baby and killed him. Just now I saw a Buddhist temple at the foot of Xumi mountain raising strange animals and feeding them with anesthetics mixed with blood and flesh to deceive the world. Where does blood and flesh come from and whether to kill? I disposed of the scum of my sect. It's your turn. You go and destroy the temple and kill those monks."

The monk angrily said, "that's not what I told you! I told you teachings! There are thousands of Buddhist scriptures in our great Leiyin temple, and each classic is enough to be handed down to teach people to be good!"

Qin Mu was surprised and said, "his Buddhism is still filthy and unclean, and the monks in the temple are not good. How can I teach people to be good? Fools are good teachers, but they can't do it themselves. Just, when you say doctrine, I'll tell you doctrine. The way of saints is no different from the daily use of the people. Can your Buddhism be used by the people every day? If you can't use it, you can only write it down in books. What's the use? There's no place to use it, it's better to burn it."

"You devil!"

The monk was angry, so he rushed up and shouted, "perverse theories and heresies, always want to burn the Sutra and destroy the Buddha. It's really magical. I'll fight with you!"

"Wait a minute."

Qin Mu raised his hand and said with a smile, "if you want to kill me, let me ask you, does the Buddhist Scripture allow you to kill?"

The monk stopped, suppressed his anger, and said, "the Buddhist Scripture urges people to be good and not to kill. But in the face of the devil, the Buddha master also has a time of anger and the day of subduing the devil!"

Qin Mu asked, "is grass life?"

The monk said, "naturally."

"Grass grows grass seeds. Many grass seeds are food, and food is also life. Why do you eat life? You eat fast and chant Buddha every day, thinking about goodness, beauty and truth, but you don't know how many lives you eat in one bite?"

Qin Mu said, "the longer you get, the more life you eat. How can you talk about Buddha's heart and kindness?"

He took out a flower seed from the Taotie bag, held it in his hand, and exerted the natural yuan skill. He saw that the flower seed grew buds, the buds grew, and the roots broke their shells. In a moment, a spirit grass grew in his hand. The spirit grass was fresh and tender, and took out the flowers. The flowers trembled slightly, and the flowers bloomed, delicate and dripping.

"Is it beautiful?" Qin Mu asked.

The monk was obsessed, nodded and said, "beauty."

Qin Mu sent the flower to him and said, "the seeds of the flower, like grain, are also a beautiful life. How much did you eat? When will you repay them? If they have spirits and become demons, will they cry out that you have eaten their hundreds of millions of people? Do you think that countless flowers and plants are surrounded by the ghosts of flowers and plants, waiting for you to pay for your life day and night?"

The monk held the flowers in his hands, and his face became more and more gray. He only felt that the delicate beauty of the flowers had also become ferocious and terrifying. He was asking for his life. Suddenly, the monk sat down with his head in his mouth and cried, "I eat your countless fellow people. I am sinful and difficult to resolve! I would like to turn into a handful of ashes to feed you!"

After that, the monk lit a fire all over his body and burned his body in an instant. Although the fire burned him up, it did not burn the flower at all. The flowers fell into the ashes and were still bright and dripping.

"Dust to dust to earth, Buddha cultivation is useless in the end, and can only be used to plant flowers and fertilize."

Qin Mu bent down, gathered the ashes together, planted the flower, and said, "monk, you are useless all your life, but you are useful after death. This flower should grow well. It will bear many flower seeds and grow more flowers. You should be glad to know that under the spring. Your ashes, fertilizer, and flowers are not common people, but they also respond to that sentence, which is no different from common people's daily use. Goodness, you and I are the same."

He stood up and looked around. Although he was a teenager, he had a kind of master's demeanor and said leisurely, "which other big monk wants to argue with me?"

There was silence all around.

Qin Mu's eyes met those of the monks who were dignified, and the other party quickly avoided them and dared not connect with his eyes.

Ma ye and the blind man stood in the distance and were chatting with the old monks. The blind man laughed and said, "the shepherd stays in the big Leiyin temple. If these monks don't immediately kill him, in a few days, half of the monks in the big Leiyin temple will return to the secular world, and a small half will become possessed by evil. Those who don't become possessed by evil are fake monks, which are even worse than grandma Si."

Suddenly, a monk snapped, "he is a demon! He is a demon! Demons confuse the public!"

Another monk shouted, "he killed senior brother xinkong with evil words! You can't let this demon live. Kill him to eliminate the demon!"

For a time, the crowd was angry and shouted to kill Qin Mu, subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Qin Mu laughed loudly. His laughter became louder and louder. Gradually, the cries of killing disappeared around him. Only Qin Mu's laughter continued.

The laughter gradually lowered, Qin Mu Xiao said, "you want to argue, I'll argue with you. When I argue with you, you talk about doctrine with me. Well, let's talk about doctrine. When you can't talk about me, you talk about killing. Well, let's talk about killing again. You can't talk about killing me, and now you're going to kill me. What Buddha do you still cultivate? Get out and return to vulgarity."

Some monks were at a loss, and their hearts were empty. After a moment, some monks sighed, turned around and left, packed their bags and went down the mountain.

Other monks did not retreat, and their faces were not good.

Qin Mu shook his head and said with a smile, "in the end, you're not going to fight? If you knew so, why do you want to show off!"

He was in high spirits and looked around for a week. His eyes were like electricity: "who will die?"