Chapter 207

(first of all, I'll tell you a crime: the third issue of the writers' class will report tomorrow. The train will leave in the afternoon and arrive tomorrow. There may be no way to update it from this afternoon to tomorrow. This is Shi San's longest break since he wrote the book. I'm really sorry. I've had so many things recently. I can't help but save my manuscript. I'm sorry...)

"wake up?" Hua Shiwei's body moved, and a careless voice came from the side. Luo Qian fiddled with a table of treasures: "don't be greedy. It's all my booty. It has nothing to do with you." Hua Shiwei smiles and survives the disaster. Luo Qian fully embodies the essence of the profiteer.

After the Luocha storm, he left a remnant and a broken arm. However, in Luo Qian's eyes, it was a treasure: Neidan, scallop, bone horn, crystal In spite of the good intentions of the monks, he insisted on staying to "clean up the battlefield". He was also worried that those monks would fight with him. However, he did not expect that all the treasures on the ground were regarded as dirt in the eyes of the monks, and no one was fighting with him. A group of monks rescued his companions, but the Taoist Yin and Yang couldn't find them. I'm afraid they will end up like these broken limbs on the ground.

It's very close to the Buddha world. Luocha storm is not so close to the Buddha world. This time, it's purely for chasing Luo Qian and others. Moreover, the Luocha storm near the Buddha kingdom is a small part of the whole storm. Among them, there are few demons, but compared with the whole Luocha storm, "very few" is already a large number for Luo Qian.

In total, 11 fire demons, 67 scales and 32 horns were obtained. Among them, there is the giant pangolin like monster's Neidan - Luo Qian found the giant and took out a pearl like endosulfan. It was impossible to identify the scales, but twelve of the horns were just like antlers, but on the surface there were veins of leaves. The biggest one, 15 meters long, looks like a coral.

For some reason, the monks were very polite to Luo Qian. They took good care of him all the way, and took good care of him to welcome him into the Buddhist world. Luo Qian was surprised by the situation of the Buddhist world: it was quite different from the Buddhist world where treasures were everywhere like the sands of the Ganges River. It was like the residence of ascetic monks. The mountain is barren and dry and desolate. Almost all the mountains have been carved into Buddha statues, and scriptures have been written on all the ground. Luo Qian walked cautiously, because if he was not careful, his foot would fall out of the narrow passage and step on the Scripture on the ground outside. Luo Qian didn't know if it would be considered blasphemous, so he did not dare to take risks.

The monks on both sides of the road, holding a group of auspicious clouds floating around, very leisurely. Luo Qian was surprised: do they really have nothing to do?

The monks who led him to the temple sent him to a temple. The houses, walls and floors of the temple were engraved with scriptures. Luo Qian stood at the door, bewildered, and did not know how to get in. Monks smile: "it doesn't matter." Luo Qian doubts: "does it really matter?" The monk explained, "these scriptures are for the purpose of accumulating merits and virtues. After the Scriptures are engraved, you can harvest the merits and virtues. The ground is still for feet. " Luo Qian was suspicious, and then he put his foot on it. Seeing that no one broke out, he was relieved.

When I entered the room, I sat on the stone chair, and I was hurt. When I got up, I found that not only on the stone chair, but also on the table and bed, there were many lines of scriptures, even on the cups and covers for drinking water. Luo Qian was surprised and said, "why so many scriptures..." The monks laughed bitterly: "not all for merit and virtue."

Luo Qian didn't understand, but the monks didn't want to talk to him. They just said, "benefactor, take a rest here. If you need anything, just ask. Although it is simple and crude here, it can still meet the needs of life. "

Thinking of the purpose of his trip, Luo Qian said, "master, where can I find the lotus flower?" Lotus monks: "one hundred children? If we know where these spiritual things are, how can we keep them until now? Benefactor, take a rest. Before the time comes, someone will come to pick up the benefactor. "

"Hello, hello..." Luo Qian asked again, but the monks had already retired. Luo Qian chased out of the house. He had already lost sight of those bald heads. There was a little monk outside the door. Seeing Luo Qian, he asked, "what can I do for you, benefactor?" "Where are the masters just now?" "Those masters are gone. What can I do for you, benefactor?" "Can you get them back for me?" "I'm in a low position. I can't do it. What else, benefactor

He said, "what do you want me to do, benefactor?" like a servant, he made Luo Qian feel uncomfortable and waved his hand at will He turned and went back to the house. Think of the old monk's words before he left. Before the time came, these ascetic monks just like to play Zen, so they will wait for a moment.

Luo Qian simply settled down in the temple. After a few days, his companions recovered one after another. Luo Qian speculated that the "time" should come.

Sure enough, this morning, the little monk came in and said, "benefactor, there is a master who wants to see you." The four men of Luo Qian quickly cleaned up and followed the little monk and came out of the temple. Hua Shiwei and others walked cautiously as before, for fear of stepping on the scriptures on the ground.Hua Shiwei asked Luo Qian in doubt: "you look at the surrounding buildings, why are they so short?" Luo Qian looked around. When he came in, his attention was focused on the mountains and the ground. He didn't really pay attention to the buildings on the ground. At this time, as Hua Shiwei said, there are countless pagodas on the ground. In addition to the temples, there are numerous pagodas, one after another, just like the pagodas of Shaolin Temple.

But these pagodas are pitifully low. Compared with those tall temples and giant Buddha statues carved on the mountain, they are really dwarfs standing in the giant cluster.

Luo Qian shook his head in doubt: "I don't know." Hua Shiwei no longer asked, walking silently. They followed the little monk into another temple. This temple was much bigger than the one they had lived in before. The situation inside was the same. As long as the places that could be fried with scriptures on the road and carved with Buddha statues, they were full of space.

Among the masters who saved Luo Qian, the first one was sitting in a Buddhist temple, waiting for them with a smile on his face.

Luo Qian said to the crowd, three people rushed to worship in: "thank you for saving your life!" The old monk laughed and quickly helped them up: "don't be so, don't be so. I also want to thank you... " He reached out to Luo Qian and said, "please see, benefactor." A string of crystal beads on his hand. Luo Qian didn't understand what he meant. He was confused by the old monk's words just now: "where can I start from, master?"

Laohe Shangdao: "the old monk's name is Xuqing. Don't be polite. Just call Lao NAFA." Luo Qian frowned: This is the name of the Dharma. It is time to reprimand the old monk's master for his hypocrisy. Luo Qian, on the other hand, fawning on the old monk's school, said with the crowd, "master Xuqing."

Master Xuqing, the old monk, said with a smile: "there are many questions in my heart, benefactors. I have just promoted my realm by the blessing of all the benefactors. Please ask if you have any questions." Luo Qian suddenly remembered that the last time he saw him, the beads in the hands of the old monk were made of vermilion wood and had been replaced with crystal. No wonder he wanted to show it to himself.

Hua Shiwei first asked, "master, where can I find a hundred lotus flowers?" As expected, she asked the questions she wanted to know most. Master Xuqing frowned: "the hundred lotus is actually a spiritual thing in the Buddha world. As far as Lao Na knows, only one lotus has been bred by this Buddha." Hua Shiwei immediately said, "please give me a general report on behalf of you. It is said that Hua Shiwei, the son of Qingxiang aristocratic family in the lonely and empty fairyland, seeks to see the Buddha."

Master Xuqing was in a dilemma: "OK, I'll do my best." Hua Shiwei said thanks: "thank you very much." She got up and said, "well, I'm waiting for the master's good news." She only cares about the hundred lotus flowers. As for why the Buddha world is like this, it has nothing to do with her.

Lao Shiqi and Tian Shuner were hired by her. When they saw that she was going to leave, they also got up together, although they were very curious about the Buddha world. When Luo Qian saw it, he had to stand up. Master Xuqing suddenly said, "wait a minute, benefactor Luo. I have something to tell you." Luo Qian looked at Hua Shiwei. Hua Shiwei said, "we'll go back first."

Luo Qian nodded and sat down again. "Master, why is the Buddha world like this now?"

Master Xuqing's face was bitter: "benefactors, you come from the fairyland, and you don't know the Buddha world yet. Alas, if we Buddha disciples have no desire and no desire, we should have peaceful practice. However, we also have a requirement for the improvement of our cultivation level. Just like the immortal spirit of your immortals, we Buddha is measured by "merit value". There are only two ways to gain merit: one is to publicize the essence of Buddhism; the other is to save the suffering. There is no need to say that we need to save the suffering in the Buddhist world? Therefore, there is only one way to improve the value of merit and virtue, that is to publicize the meaning of Buddha. As you can see, copying scriptures and sculpting Buddha statues occupy all the places that can be occupied. The Buddha world is not boundless. Over the years, however, the improvement of merit and virtue value has become more and more slow. "

"This has led to a lot of troubles. In order to seize some newly discovered places, carving Buddhist scriptures, although it is not a big fight, but also intrigues and uses all the dark means, so how can we reflect the original intention of Buddha? Benefactor Luo also noticed that the stupa of the Buddha kingdom is low. That's because the master of the pagoda was not worthy of merit and virtue in his lifetime. Not only was it difficult to shape a golden body to survive the Buddha's robbery, but also the pagoda was extremely low. Alas... "

"I haven't made any progress for hundreds of years. This time, because I saved the benefactor, my merits and virtues have greatly increased, and I have only reached a new level in my realm."

Luo Qian finally understood that it was no wonder that the old monk was so kind to himself, and his feelings were in trouble, which gave them the opportunity to improve their merits and virtues. At the moment, the other masters are probably being seriously envied by the monks around them (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com , more chapters, support authors, support legitimate reading! )

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