Chapter 177: Da Zhutian

Chapter 177

With the palm of his hand, Qin Xuan stood still, as if the breeze was blowing on the hills, but Mo Qinglian behind him could not bear the aftermath and was almost shaken out of internal injuries.

The monk's heart shuddered, his sleeves danced wildly, and his second palm burst out.

A faint chill flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, as if an ancient fierce beast was awakening in his body.

"Brother Zhikong!"

Suddenly, there was a light shout in front of the mountain gate, causing the monk's expression to change slightly.

The palm power suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke, and the monk put his hands on his chest, folded his hands together, and turned to look.

"Brother Zhiyu!"

Mo Qinglian was shocked and shocked by the ease of retracting and lifting.

This is the monk of Pluo Temple? Anyone can have such a realm.

A monk with a face of more than 30 years walked out slowly, and he nodded slightly at Zhikong, "Get out!"

Zhikong was expressionless, and walked into the temple without any drag.

Zhiyu's gaze fell on Qin Xuan, and when he saw the staff at Qin Xuan's feet, he shook his head slightly, "Donor Qin, please be respectful for three days. Congratulations on the strength of the donor."

He had watched the battle between Qin Xuan and Hai Qing in the sea of ​​still waters and behind Xiao Wu.

That battle caused his Buddha's heart to tremble.

Unexpectedly, how long it took him to see this master Qin again, not only that, but the opponent's strength became even more unfathomable.

Qin Xuan glanced at the monk faintly, "I'm here to find Xiao Wu, can't I get in?"

Zhiyu smiled, "Xiao Wu hasn't broken his **** yet, and he is not a monk, of course it can be seen!"

"But please forgive me, the Pluo Temple has its own rules and monks who are not monks are not allowed to enter."

Qin Xuan chuckled, "Since the one who cultivates is a Buddha, where are the rules? Ridiculous!"

When the words fell, Zhiyu couldn't help but startled slightly, his eyes fell into contemplation, as if he was in Zen.

A few minutes later, Zhiyu suddenly woke up and hurriedly said: "Thank you for the donor!"

His Buddha's heart trembled and received it.

The simple words of Master Qin made his realm a little further.

Since the one who is cultivating is a Buddha, and there is nothing in the mind, how can one say the rules? This rule is not set for outsiders at all, but it imprisons themselves within the rule.

Suddenly he realized why Da Zhutian had established this rule twenty years ago. For a long time, the monks in the temple thought it was for outsiders, but they never thought that this rule was actually for them.

Qin Xuan didn't care, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the cloud and mist above and the mountain in the insoluble cloud and mist.

A figure was standing there, as if it had jumped abruptly from the top of the mountain.

With the ups and downs of the Buddha's clothes, an old monk suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people.

The old monk was in front of the mountain gate, but he didn't make a sound. There was not even the dust in front of the mountain gate, as if it were falling like a feather.

"The benefactor laughed." The old monk's thin Buddha clothes can't afford the slightest folds, bowed, shook his head and said: "Such a simple truth, but none of your fifteen brothers in Zhiyu has realized it."

After all, he shook his head and sighed, ignoring Zhi Yu's slightly ashamed expression, but turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan.

"The donor stepped on Lao Na's wand!" The old monk raised his head and said with a smile.

Qin Xuan was unmoved, even though he knew that the old monk in front of him was already an innate powerhouse. Not only that, the strength of this old monk was even higher than that of Ning Ziyang.

Seeing that Qin Xuan was unmoved, the old monk shook his head and did not mention the matter again, "The benefactor said, since practicing Buddha, there are no rules. Then why does the Buddha have five precepts, six precepts, eight precepts, etc.? ?"

Qin Xuan laughed dumbly and looked at the old monk and said, "Are you going to fight with me?"

"My apprentice has lost face with the donor, Lao Na will find it for himself, otherwise Lao Na's face will not look good!" The old monk said with a smile.

Zhiyu looked at his master in a bit of astonishment, with a puzzled face.

Qin Xuan smiled, "Interesting, your Buddha is not in vain!"

Lao Na was not ashamed or angry, and quietly waited for Qin Xuan's answer.

"Because the Buddha is afraid, there are too many in the world, and the Buddha is afraid that his disciples will get lost, so he set the precepts." Qin Xuan smiled lightly.

Is the Buddha afraid?

The old monk's pupils shook slightly and said, "The donor is really talented."

Qin Xuan sneered. He was a shit. In his eyes, Buddha is also a human being. People are afraid, and Buddha will naturally. It's just that the Buddha doesn't say it, and the disciples don't know it, so the world thinks that the Buddha is fearless.

Qin Xuan didn't understand Buddhism, and he had read some Buddhist scriptures, but he was not as good as the old monk.

But why should he understand? The Western Heavenly Buddhas in the fairy world are much more vivid than Buddhist scriptures.

"I never thought that the donor was so savvy. Lao Na can only ask the donor with a brazen face." The old monk raised his head and asked with a smile, "The donor said that the Buddha is afraid. Lao Na thinks that the Buddha can almost be said to be omnipotent. If you can't, how can you be afraid?"

Qin Xuan sneered and asked instead, "If you are really omnipotent, how can you be afraid?"

Even if he didn't dare to say omnipotence in the past, let alone those bald heads who talked about compassion.

Lao Na was startled, and smiled: "The donor is a talent!"

Qin Xuan was already impatient. He was here to find Xiao Wu, not to fight with this old monk.

The old monk naturally saw it, so he didn't speak, but waved the Buddha's clothing and smiled: "Please, please, there is a donor in Pluo Temple, and the brilliance is brilliant!"

It looked like a monk who had practiced Zen for more than a hundred years, and more like a restaurant shopkeeper in the market.

Qin Xuan jumped off the scepter and strode into the temple with Mo Qinglian.

As for Zhiyu, he was already dumbfounded.

He didn't understand, why did the usual solemn master suddenly become like this today?

The old monk glanced at his stupid apprentice, shook his head and sighed. He pointed to Zhiyu and slowly said, "Zhiyu, you have cultivated Buddha for forty-three years, right?"

After Zhiyu respectfully, he nodded and said: "Since the first reading of the scriptures at the age of three, Zhiyu has indeed been practicing Buddhism for forty-three years."

"Then do you know what a Buddha is?" the old monk asked.

"What is a Buddha?" Zhiyu was stunned. There are many Buddhas in the Buddhist scriptures, such as the Tathagata, the offerings, the clear walking and the foot...The question is, what is the Buddha?

Zhiyu was stunned, standing in front of the mountain gate, confused and thinking hard.

When the old monk saw it, he sighed and shook his head and walked into the temple.

Under the leadership of the old monk, they walked to a house. The inside of the house was still rudimentary. It could be said that it couldn't be more rudimentary. It is estimated that the rain inside the house is heavier than the outside.

Mo Qinglian sat awkwardly on a shabby stool, with a slightly weird expression.

"My two apprentices made the donor laugh!" The old monk shook his head and said sadly: "Lao Na hasn't introduced himself yet. I'm in the Xia Pluo Temple, and I heard it in the sky."

"Linhai, Qin Changqing!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

"It turns out that the donor is Linhai Master Qin, Lao Na is polite." The sadness on the old monk's face disappeared, and a smile said: "My apprentice was fortunate to be saved by the donor before Anning. The donor is really a kind person.

Mo Qinglian was even more awkward when he heard this sentence. Good people... In order to save your disciple, Qin Xuan killed the six great masters. Is this also good? Mo Qinglian glanced at the smiling old monk speechlessly.

Qin Xuan raised his head and glanced at nothing, "I'm here to find Xiao Wu."

"Xiao Wu... is not in the Pluo Temple, but took Lao Na's two nephews to the South Xiao Family." Lao Na said slowly.

"Sure enough!" Qin Xuan sighed. He did not perceive Xiao Wu's breath, so he had anticipated that Xiao Wu would not be in the temple. He got up and walked outside the house, "In that case, goodbye!"

"Donor, please stay!" The old monk called out quickly.

"Something?" Qin Xuan turned around.

"Since the donor is here, how about talking to Lao Na?" Kong Wen looked at Qin Xuan with his eyes.

Qin Xuan stared at the old monk. After a few seconds, he smiled lightly and said, "Okay, then I will talk to you!"

As soon as Kong Wen was about to laugh, he heard Qin Xuan's voice again.

"But, talk to me, monk you have to offer something as a price, right?"

"Dai...price?" The old monk was stunned, looking at Qin Xuan in surprise.

"Thanks to your Pluo Temple spiritual vein for use, in addition, three Bodhi flowers!" Qin Xuan smiled. This smile made the heart of the Great Buddha of Pluo Temple, who had not been turbulent in his heart for decades, shined in his heart. ripple.

After laughing for a few seconds, he raised his head and said to Qin Xuan: "The donor is a talent!"

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