Chapter 2125 Namo the Future Maitreya Buddha

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly again. He saw the vision of Tushita Heaven and the Great Thousand Worlds at the Buddhist ruins in Xiaoyu Continent, and even knew that the "Linglong Sutra of Bay Leaves" was a technique practiced by the future Buddha Lord, but he I never thought about becoming a future Buddha, and I never thought that in this unknown snow mountain, in the unknown Xiaolinglong Temple, there would be so many monks longing for my coming for thousands of years, not only praying every day, but also praying every day. It is the willingness to show the relics even after death. And Xiao Hua understands even more that although these relics have their own karma, they all have a common obsession. Therefore, if he wants to achieve the Buddhahood of a future Buddha, swallowing these relics will definitely lead to hundreds of consequences. Benefit without any harm!

But, can Xiao Hua swallow these relics?

The old monk seemed to have seen through what Xiao Hua was thinking. Of course, it was more likely that he had prepared the words long ago: "It is our obsession to help the Lord Buddha achieve fruition. And the Lord Buddha achieves fruition, and the relics are with the Lord Buddha." Integrating into one body is also of great benefit to us, Lord Buddha, we don’t have to think too much!”

"Okay~" Xiao Hua nodded, but he had no decision in his heart.

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

"Tantrism?" Xiao Hua was stunned, thinking of his own Buddhist seal catalogue. Isn't that thing from Tantric Buddhism?

"I'm afraid the Lord Buddha hasn't ordained yet. He doesn't even have an ordination or a dharma title, right?" The old monk looked at the closed door of the hall with some excitement and whispered something.

"Indeed!" Xiao Hua did not deny it. replied.

"The name of the Lord Buddha does not need to be ranked based on seniority. My predecessors at the Little Linglong Temple have said that in the future the Lord Buddha will be called whatever his name is. The name of the Lord Buddha is Bodhi, so the name of the Buddha will be called Bodhi!" The old monk said again, "However, this name is used by the Lord Buddha before he attains enlightenment. When he attains attainment of attainment... he can only call Namo the Buddha Maitreya in his next rebirth!"

Speaking of this, the old monk seemed to have thought of something. Every trace of the walnut-silk wrinkles on his face was filled with joy: "It is a great blessing for this poor monk to ordain the future Lord Buddha and introduce him to Buddhism! This poor monk will definitely be able to achieve fruition in the next life. There is no 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 happiness from the heart and a sublimation of faith, just like the Taoist goodness of Qiyang Temple. Watching the rice porridge left in your mouth fall into the mouth of the beggar, you will feel happy. Every day when you burn incense on some wooden signs above the main hall of Qiyangguan, you will feel that this is the Taoist sect's fireworks. No reward is required. What a reward.

"Excellent, Amitabha!" Xiao Hua also bowed and said with feeling in his heart.

The old monk heard Xiao Hua pronounce the name of Buddha.

She felt comfortable no matter how she sounded. She reached out and was about to push open the palace door, but as soon as her fingers touched the palace door, she retracted. She naturally patted her wrinkled forehead and seemed to mutter to herself: " Look. Look, the poor monk is really old. The Lord Buddha is going to be tonsured today, so he must make some preparations! The first thing to do is to get rid of the worries of mortal life, and secondly, the Lord Buddha has to take a bath and change clothes..."

"Elder..." Xiao Hua smiled, "I..."

"Lord Buddha!" ​​Unexpectedly, the old monk's ears were very sensitive at this time. Xiao Hua waved his hands as soon as he opened his mouth and said, "The word 'under' is a self-proclaimed name for lay people, which expresses humility; Lord Buddha has never been ordained, so you can Call yourself like this, but if you are ordained, you cannot call yourself like this. This elder... the poor monk also feels ashamed. If you call him an old monk, the poor monk will be content to call himself a monk or a poor monk. Like this, and Lord Buddha will definitely achieve Buddhahood in the future, so he cannot be so humble and call himself me, or just me."

"Me?" Xiao Hua didn't understand, "Isn't this an ordinary way of claiming oneself?"

The old monk smiled and said: "The Lord Buddha has never been ordained, and he doesn't know much about Buddhism. The Buddhist scriptures that have been collected by my little Linglong Temple...the Lord Buddha must consider every word."

"Yes, this... I know!" Xiao Hua followed the good example and was unwilling to displease the old monk.

After hearing this, the old monk nodded slightly, pointed to the outside of 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, talking as he goes."

"Elder, don't leave the temple. It's inconvenient with the snow and wind all over the sky!" Xiao Hua said hurriedly, "Elder only needs to tell you the location."

"Oh, forget it!" The old monk looked down at his hands and feet and said with a wry smile, "The poor monk's eyesight is dim and his hands and feet are not working properly. He is already grateful to the Buddha for being able to see the Lord Buddha on the last day. To say that he serves the Lord Buddha... the poor monk The monk is really beyond his capabilities!”

The more the old monk spoke, the more fluently he spoke in Hidden Immortal Continent, and many words came out. It was obvious that he had put great efforts in this aspect in the past ninety years.

Although there was no need for the old monk to send Xiao Hua down, the old monk still insisted on sending Xiao Hua to the door of the temple. While walking, he said: "The Sutra of Infinite Life by the Buddha says: So the grains were scattered among the little kings. I heard that the king's wife was pregnant. Come all. Congratulations. I wish you all the best thanks to your gold and silver treasures. I don’t want to worry about my pregnancy. On the 7th day of the lunar month, when the prince was about to go out, the flowers were blooming, and he walked down the tree from the right side. . Raising your hands, I am the one in all the three realms. When the heaven and earth are shaken, all the gods and dragons will come to you. Kudala Ashulun. There are two brothers named Yu Jialuo. On the left, there is rain and cold water. Burn the incense. Pound the incense to get the incense.”

"When the first Buddha of the Buddhist sect was born, he said, "In heaven and on earth, I am the only one respected." Although the Buddha has not yet attained enlightenment and has not even been ordained, he still deserves the word 'I'!" The old monk said as if he were a treasure in his family. He recited Buddhist scriptures orally and told Xiao Hua very slowly. Naturally, there was a lot of Sanskrit mixed in. Xiao Hua seemed to understand it, but he did understand clearly that "I am the only one in heaven and on earth." .

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

"Namo Maitreya Buddha~" At this point, the two of them also arrived outside the temple. Although the world outside the temple was completely different from the world inside the temple, the old monk didn't see it at all. He naturally moved his hands. Pointing to one place at a time, he said, "Nine hundred and ninety-nine feet under the Bodhi tree, there is a pond given by the Buddha. All the disciples of my Little Linglong Temple bathe and get tonsured there!"

"Yes, please turn around, elder, and wait until... I will return to the temple after taking a bath!" Xiao Hua followed the old monk's fingers, swept his Buddhist consciousness and immediately saw the location of the soup pool, and hurriedly said to the old monk.

The old monk's eyes were still cloudy. He looked around, not knowing whether he saw Xiao Hua or not, but he said: "Yes, poor monk, go and prepare a monk's robe for the Buddha. I have prepared this for the Little Linglong Temple." After the Lord Buddha takes a bath, he will change his clothes and be tonsured!”

"Then..." Xiao Hua felt a sudden change in his heart when he heard the ordination, and hurriedly asked, "Elder, the Buddhist sect's precepts..."

"Lord Buddha, don't worry..." The old monk had already prepared his words. His dry mouth cracked and he said with a smile, "Lord Buddha comes from afar, so naturally he doesn't know the precepts of our Tantric Sect. Our Tantric Sect is different from other sects. You can't ban sex, you can't marry, you can't... Don't worry, Lord Buddha, nothing is forbidden in Tantric Buddhism! Besides, you are the future Lord Buddha, don't you have the final say on all the rules and regulations?"

"That's good, that's good..." Xiao Hua felt relieved, and then thought of the butter tea that the old monk just drank, which had a fishy taste.

After saying that, Xiao Hua's feet gave birth to auspicious clouds, falling towards the soup pool, but the old monk didn't know it, and still laughed to himself: "My Tantric Sect is a small branch of the Buddha Sect, and we only worship the future Buddha Lord. This corresponds to the precepts It is established by Lord Tathagata, how can we follow it? To be honest with Lord Buddha, the poor monk also had a secular connection in the past, and he also had some blood in the world, but he has been too old and has no news... "

The old monk said a few more words, but when no one answered, knowing that Xiao Hua had gone, he slowly turned around and went directly to the main hall of the temple. Just when the old monk was about to open the door, he The old monk's body suddenly fell on the palace door again. As the palace door opened, the old monk's body 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 main hall, and his turbid eyes slowly slowly She shed a trace of tears, then walked to the only shabby futon in the main hall, knelt down and kowtowed to the incense table, and whispered again: "Namo Maitreya Buddha, the disciple's life is about to end." In the end, few people will know about this disciple, and he doesn’t bother others to know. Only the Buddha can see it clearly. The disciple was ordained at a young age and has been with the Buddha for more than ninety years. Since the master returned to the west, this small Linglong Temple has only The disciple has been working hard for more than sixty years. Today, the disciple finally saw the Buddha's body in this life. The disciple's lifelong wish has been fulfilled. The disciple of my little Linglong Temple lineage has completed. I know that I should be assisting the Buddha. The Lord is studying the Buddhist scriptures intensively in this life, and will accompany the Lord Buddha for the last time. However, the disciple is unworthy and can no longer bear the slackness of this body. He no longer wants to stay in the world. I sincerely ask the Lord Maitreya to forgive me. Please ask the Buddha to bring his disciples back to the bliss of the West." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to read. . )