Chapter 2134 Incineration

"Amitabha, you have misunderstood the poor monk!" Cihui looked up at the woman and said, "Isn't the poor monk being questioned by this little monk, the poor monk just wanted... such a clever little monk, such a wise man Buddhist disciples of Tantric Buddhism, what should this poor monk do to lead him into the right path of my Buddhist practice! Should the poor monk find an eminent monk to teach him, or should the poor monk do it himself?"

Xiao Hua was startled in his heart, glanced up and down the young monk, and asked lightly: "Could it be that the poor monk is so stubborn in front of the master? Then the poor monk asked the master, what is the right way and what is the evil way? You How do you know which path is right? Even if the master has attained fruition, is your path necessarily the right path? Is your right path necessarily the right path of the poor monk? The poor path follows you Is the path that leads to fruition sure?"

Cihui's face became even more bitter after hearing this, she put Coptis in her mouth, and bowed her head to recite the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha, seeing the young monk's today, the poor monk thought of the poor monk's day. I don't know The sky is high and the earth is thick. I don’t know that the sea is vast and the sky is vast. I don’t know that there are many mysteries in this world that cannot be known by people. Human beings are just a speck of dust in the world. It is absurd. What else can a person have besides arrogance, arrogance, and contempt? Only when you really realize your own insignificance can you truly practice. And the so-called practice is not the practice of geometry and secret techniques of Buddhism. How much has been done, but how much Buddhist scriptures have been read, and how many good fruits have been borne! Even poor monks still say that the words and sentences in Buddhist scriptures can kill people, and only the spirit in Buddhist scriptures can make people live!"

In Ci Hui's words, the first half made Xiao Hua quite emotional, it was similar to what he thought, but the second half made Xiao Hua puzzled again! However, Xiao Hua can also see that Ci Hui's words are indeed from the heart. There is nothing to hide. The first Buddhist master Xiao Hua met was Han Zhu, Han Zhu was a complete liar, he deceived Xiao Hua terribly, and later Xiao Hua met several Buddhist disciples. Neither made a good impression on him. Therefore, even the old monk who has just gone west. There is no way to completely change Xiao Hua's bad feeling towards Buddha Sect. But at this time, Ci Hui had just seen her, and she had thought so much about herself, and even worried about herself. The reason is to make Xiao Hua's heart vigilant, not knowing what kind of medicine is sold in this Cihui's gourd.

"If you can understand the spirit in the Buddhist scriptures, even if you throw the Buddhist scriptures behind your head, you can still prove the fruit!" Ci Hui obviously didn't know what Xiao Hua was thinking, and still said, "If you can't understand the spirit, then you should get familiar with it." Read the Buddhist scriptures and truly understand the Buddha's great wish. Simply showing off and explaining words can only lead to a dead end, and it is not even a wrong road!"

"Grandmaster is generalizing, right?" Xiao Hua had a sense of victory and defeat in his heart. Said lightly.

Ci Hui's face is still sad, it seems that every word Xiao Hua makes his heart hurt, like a knife piercing his heart.

"Little monk, you don't need to say too much, but the poor monk will ask you three questions, do you think you are right!" Ci Hui asked regretfully.

"Master, please tell me!" Xiao Hua nodded, he wanted to see what the young monk had to say.

"Your Buddhist sect practice has advanced quite a bit. If you don't expect this poor monk, you may have reached the realm of dirt?"

"That's right, what the master said is true!" Xiao Hua frowned slightly, deliberately not wanting to answer, but after thinking about it, he still said honestly.

"You have studied very few Buddhist scriptures, and even the poor monk thinks that you may not have read even one!"

Xiao Hua frowned, before today, he really hadn't read it, but at this moment, the Buddha relic in Niwan Palace had already read half of the Buddhist scriptures. Xiao Hua looked at the woman who pursed her lips and smiled,

Sighing, nodded and said: "The master said it is true."

"This chapter 3513 law, although the sound is not loud, can clearly float within three feet, wisps of Buddha's light emanating from Cihui's body, slowly covering the old monk's physical body.

"Amitabha..." Xiao Hua also recited the "Rebirth Mantra" in his mouth, walked forward, lit the oil lamp in his hand on the wooden board, and the bright yellow flame on the wooden board gradually rose, slowly wrapping the old monk's corpse , Xiao Hua felt a little desolate in his heart, this old monk has stayed here for nearly a hundred years, and in the end only this fire accompanied him, and everything turned into smoke and dust flying in the air.

"You can start, little monk!" Seeing the flames getting bigger, Xiao Hua still lowered his head and recited, Ci Hui next to him couldn't help reminding.

"Start? Start what?" Xiao Hua was amazed, stopped chanting, and looked up at Cihui.

Cihui was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out: "You... Aren't you going to incinerate this elder's relic?"

Xiao Hua's heart suddenly broke out, and he had a bad secret, he hurriedly asked the Buddha's relic to turn over the Buddhist scriptures and scriptures, and at the same time bit his head and said: "After burning the elder's skin bag, the relic will naturally come out?"

"Ah... let's come here, poor monk, it will be too late!" Ci Hui opened her mouth to explain, but seeing the flames, she had to slap her forehead with her hand, and a ray of Buddha's light flew out from above his head, and then her hands moved again. It's a pinch, it turned out to be a Buddha seal that Xiao Hua has never seen before!

"Little monk..." The woman next to her was bowing her head solemnly, but she couldn't help but said again, "The relic is the foundation of Buddhist practice for ordinary Buddhist sects. Presumably the little monk should also have relics, right? Before going west, these Buddhist disciples will condense their karma and merits into their relics with Buddhist secret techniques. When the Buddha fire burns their bodies, those karma will be condensed in the relics and merged with the relics. The relics can protect the karma of the Buddha in this life and prepare for the practice of the Buddha in the next life. And this elder looks so old that he may not have any Buddhist practice. He is just an ordinary monk. These monks cannot Condensing one's own karma and merit, so even if the body is burned with Buddha fire, relics can be produced, but they are all melted bones and other objects, which have no other use except as a memorial for people to look up to. If you want to Their karma and merit can only be retained by external forces. And this kind of external force... To be honest, the celestial friend Cihui has never had such supernatural powers, all he can do is to give birth to relics. And this relic is not that relic!"

Xiao Hua came to a sudden, and said with a wry smile: "The poor monk really doesn't know!"

The woman squinted at Xiao Hua, and shook her head slightly: "It seems that you really don't know! You have the cultivation base of Buddha Sect!"

While speaking, Cihui had already made seals with both hands, and the Buddha's light from his forehead condensed in the seals, just like the nine-character mantra in Xiao Hua's mouth, "Go~" Cihui saw the golden words in the seals of Buddhas condense, and moved her hands As soon as he lifted it, he let out a soft reprimand, and the fist-sized golden characters flew out of Ci Hui's hand...

The brilliance of the golden mantra was extremely bright, Xiao Hua's eyes closed slightly unconsciously, and at this moment, a strange thing happened, that was the old monk's body lying motionless on the wooden board, and now it moved suddenly, the old monk The monk's closed eyes were also opened, and his cloudy eyes looked at the sky blankly, but only for a moment, the Buddha fire, the Buddha's light had already reflected in his eyes, and the old monk's face, which was like an orange peel, unexpectedly gave birth to a kind of Rare relief and relaxation, as if letting go of a heavy burden, lips trembling slightly, judging from the mouth shape should be "Nanmen Maitreya Buddha~". However, before the old monk could open his mouth, the forbidden Buddhist words in Cihui's hand had changed from the size of a fist to the size of a foot, covering the entire groove on the foot of the mountain, "Boom..." On the wooden board, the old monk's body On the ground, the Buddha's fire was so strong that it turned into a pair of third-grade lotuses, completely engulfing the old monk!

The old monk smiled, but the turbidity in his eyes disappeared, and a kind of clarity flashed across his face.