Chapter 2125 Nan Wudang Will Be Reborn Maitreya Buddha

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Xiao Hua smiled wryly again, he saw the vision of Tushitian and the Great Thousand World at the Buddhist Sect Ruins in Dawn Rain Continent, and he knew that "Beiye Linglong Sutra" was a practice practiced by the future Buddha Lord, but he I never thought of being a future Buddha Lord, and I never thought that on this unknown snow mountain, in the unknown Little Linglong Temple, there would be so many monks eagerly looking forward to his coming for thousands of years, not only praying every day, but also praying every day. Even after death, he is willing to show the relics. And Xiao Hua understands even more, although these relics all have their own power of karma, but these relics all have a common obsession, so if he wants to achieve the Buddhahood of the future Buddha Lord, swallowing these relics is definitely a hundred for him Benefit without harm!

It's just, can Xiao Hua swallow these relics?

The old monk seems to have seen through Xiao Hua's thoughts, of course, it is more likely to be the wording he had prepared long ago: "It is our obsession to help the Lord Buddha prove fruition. And Lord Buddha proves fruit, relic and Lord Buddha Merging into one body is also of great benefit to us, Lord Buddha don't need to think too much!"

"Okay~" Xiao Hua nodded, but there was no decision in his heart.

Seeing Xiao Hua nodding, the old monk closed the hall door again, walked to the main hall, looked at the closed hall door and said: "The future Lord Buddha has not yet come to the world, the main hall of my Little Linglong Temple does not enshrine incense, only The door of the temple is only opened after cleaning at the end of the year. Now that the Lord Buddha is coming to Xiaolinglong Temple, it is the day when the main hall of my Little Linglong Temple is opened. From now on, all Tantric temples in the Pure Land World can offer incense?"

"Esoteric?" Xiao Hua was taken aback for a moment, thinking of his own Buddha seal catalogue, isn't that thing from the Esoteric sect?

"I'm afraid the Lord Buddha hasn't been ordained yet, let alone a certificate and a dharma name?" The old monk looked at the closed temple door with some excitement, and said something in a low voice.

"Indeed!" Xiao Hua replied without denying it.

"The Dharma name of the Buddha Lord does not need to be based on seniority. My seniors in Xiaolinglong Temple said that the future Buddha Lord will be called whatever the Dharma name is. The Buddha Lord's name is Bodhi, so the Dharma name should be Bodhi!" The old monk said again. "However, this dharma name was used by the Lord Buddha before he attained fruition. After he attained fruition... he can only be called Nan Wudang Laisheng Maitreya Buddha!"

Speaking of this, the old monk seemed to have thought of something, and every wrinkle on his face was full of joy: "The poor monk can be ordained for the future Buddha. It is really a blessing for the ninth generation to introduce Buddhism! The poor will be able to do it in the next life." Prove fruit, Namo Maitreya Buddha!"

Seeing the happiness on the old monk's face, Xiao Hua felt a kind of admiration in his heart. This is a kind of joy from the heart, a sublimation of faith, just like the Taoism of Qiyang Temple. When you see the rice porridge left in your mouth falling into the mouth of a beggar, you will feel happy. Every day Burning incense on some wooden plaques above the main hall of the Qiyang Temple is considered to be the fireworks of Taoism, and there is no need for any reward. Nothing in return.

"Good, Amitabha!" Xiao Hua bowed and said with a feeling in his heart.

The old monk heard Xiao Hua pronouncing the Buddha's name, no matter how he sounded comfortable, he was about to push open the temple door as soon as he stretched out his hand, but his fingers retracted just as soon as they touched the temple door. It was very natural to take a pat on the wrinkled forehead, and seemed to be muttering again: "Look,

You see, the poor monk is really old, and the Lord Buddha is going to be ordained today, so naturally he has to make some preparations! The mortal sorrows on the head must be removed first, and then the Lord Buddha has to take a bath and change clothes..."

"Elder..." Xiao Hua laughed. "Next..."

"Lord Buddha!" ​​Who knew that the old monk's ears were very sensitive at this time, Xiao Hua just waved his hands and said, "The word 'below' is what lay people call themselves, and it means humility; Lord Buddha has never been ordained, so you can You can call yourself like this, but if you are ordained, you can’t call yourself like this. This elder... the poor monk is also worthy of it. You can call yourself an old monk, and the poor monk is very content. But all monks call themselves monks, poor monks. The Lord Buddha will surely attain Buddhahood in the future, so you can’t be so humble. It’s also good to call yourself this seat, or just me.”

"Me?" Xiao Hua didn't understand, "Isn't this an ordinary self-proclaimed?"

The old monk said with a smile: "The Lord Buddha has never been ordained. He doesn't know much about Buddhism and Dharma. The Buddhist scriptures that have been collected in my Little Linglong Temple... Lord Buddha must carefully consider every word."

"Yes, this... this seat knows!" Xiao Hua followed the good advice, not willing to displease the old monk.

The old monk listened, nodded slightly, pointed his hand outside the temple and said: "Let's go, Lord Buddha, the poor monk will take you to bathe in the warm soup of the mountain stream, and talk while walking."

"Elder, don't leave the temple anymore, it's inconvenient due to the wind and snow all over the sky!" Xiao Hua said hastily, "Elder only needs to tell the location."

"Oh, that's fine!" The old monk looked down at his hands and feet, and smiled wryly, "The poor monk is old, his eyes are dim, and his hands and feet can't be controlled. I have already thanked the Buddha for being able to see the Lord Buddha on the last day. If I want to serve the Lord Buddha... poor The monk is really powerless!"

The more the old monk spoke, the more fluent the Hidden Immortal Continent's language became, and many words came out. Obviously, great efforts have been made in this area in the past ninety years.

Although there is no need for the old monk to send Xiao Hua down, the old monk insisted on sending him to the gate of the temple, and said while walking: "There is a saying in "Buddha Says the Sutra of Infinite Life": So the millet scattered all the little kings. I heard that the lady of the king is pregnant. All come Congratulate each other with gold and silver treasures, clothes and quilts and flowers. Respectful and respectful. Immeasurable lady. Raise your hand. Don’t want to bother. Since my wife is pregnant. Heaven offers all kinds of flavors. Replenishing essence. Naturally full. No more Feast to the king's chef. October is full. The crown prince is born. Until April 7th. The lady travels. Passes under the tree of refugees. The flowers bloom. When the star is out. The lady climbs the branch. She falls from the right side and falls to the ground. Walk seven steps Raise your hands. The sky and the world. I am the only one. The three worlds are suffering. I should be at peace. The world is in great turmoil. Three thousand great thousand temples. There is no one who is not enlightened. Shifan four kings. With their officials, dragons, ghosts and gods read fork Kudhara Ashlun. All come to guard. There are Dragon King brothers. One is Jialuo. The other is Yujialuo. On the left, it rains warm water. Burn the incense. Pound the incense to get the incense. Fill the void..."

"The first Buddha of the Buddhist sect was born with the words 'Heaven and the world, only I am the venerable'. Although the Buddhist sect has not yet attained fruition, or even shaved ordained, the word 'I' is worthy of it!" The old monk is like a treasure. He recited the Buddhist scriptures by mouth, and told Xiao Hua very slowly, which naturally included a lot of Sanskrit, Xiao Hua seemed to understand but half understood, but this "Heaven and the world, only I am the most respected" really understood clearly .

"Good!" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "I understand, thank you for the elder's teaching!"

"Namo Maitreya Buddha ~" Speaking of this, the two of them also went outside the temple. Although the world outside the temple is completely different from the inside of the temple, the old monk didn't see it at all, so it was very natural to hold hands Pointing to a place, he said, "999 feet below the bodhi tree, there is a soup pool bestowed by the Buddha, and all the disciples of my Xiaolinglong Temple take a bath there and shave their heads!"

"Yes, please turn the elder back, stay... I will return to the temple after I take a bath!" Xiao Hua followed the old monk's finger, swept his Buddha Consciousness and immediately saw where Tangchi was, and said to the old monk hurriedly.

The old monk's eyes were still cloudy, he looked left and right, he didn't know if he saw Xiao Hua, but he said in his mouth: "Yes, poor monk, let's prepare monk robes for Lord Buddha, this thing is also prepared by my Little Linglong Temple After the Lord Buddha takes a bath, he will change his clothes and shave his head!"

"Then..." Xiao Hua heard the shaving, his heart suddenly jumped, and he hurriedly asked, "Elder, the precepts of the Buddhist sect..."

"Don't worry, Lord Buddha..." The old monk had already prepared his words, his dry mouth parted, and he said with a smile, "The Lord Buddha came from afar, so naturally he doesn't know the precepts of my tantric school. My tantric school is different from other schools. You can’t help being meaty, you can’t help getting married, you can’t help... Don’t worry about the Buddha Lord, Tantric Buddhism can’t stop anything! Besides, you are the future Buddha Lord, so you don’t have the final say on all the rules and prohibitions?”

"That's good, that's good..." Xiao Hua felt a little relieved, and then thought of the butter tea that the old monk had just drunk, which had a meaty smell in it.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Hua gave birth to an auspicious cloud, and fell towards the soup pond, but the old monk didn't know it, and still laughed to himself: "My Tantra is a small branch within the Buddhist sect, and I only worship the future Lord Buddha. The precepts were established by the Tathagata Buddha, how can we follow them? To be honest with the Buddha, the poor monk also had a common relationship back then, and he also had a little blood in the world, but he was too old and had no news of it... ..."

The old monk said a few more words, seeing that no one answered, knowing that Xiao Hua had already gone, he turned around slowly, and went straight to the main hall of the temple, that is, when the old monk was about to open the hall door, he The body of the old monk suddenly fell on the door of the temple again, and as the door opened, the body of the old monk fell to the ground again. After half a meal, the old monk's body shook a few times, and then he slowly got up from the ground, turned his head left and right, and felt that he was in the hall, and his cloudy eyes slowly She shed a tear, and then went to the main hall, on the only dilapidated futon, knelt down and kowtowed towards the incense table, and whispered again: "Namo Maitreya Buddha, the disciple's life is coming soon. At the end, few people will know about this disciple in his life, and he doesn’t bother others to know about it. Only the Buddha can see clearly. The disciple was ordained when he was young and has been with the Buddha for more than 90 years. Since the master returned to the west, this little Linglong Temple has only This disciple has stood alone for more than sixty years. Today, this disciple has finally seen the body of Lord Buddha in this life. The disciple’s lifelong wish has been fulfilled. The mission of my lineage of Xiaolinglong Temple has also been fulfilled. This disciple knows that the disciple should be assisting the Buddha. The Lord read the Buddhist scriptures intensively in this life, and finally accompanied the Lord Buddha for a journey. But the disciple is unworthy, and can no longer bear the slackness of this body, and no longer wants to stay in the world. Namo Maitreya Buddha, the disciple begs the Buddha to forgive, the disciple earnestly I ask the Buddha to bring his disciples back to the bliss of the Western Paradise."

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