Nightfall Chapter 124: Anyway, they are all swords (Part 1)

Qinian looked at Jun Mo’s empty sleeves and said: "You were broken by Liu Bai, and you are also staying in the world. What you need most is the mercy of my Buddha, so you I will come here far away from Chang'an. In that case, why do you resist? Why don’t you really take refuge in my Buddha?"

Jun Mo looked at the mountain in front of the wilderness. The mountain was only two hundred miles away from here, so it was very close, so he looked more and more majestic. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "How to take refuge?"

Qinian looked at the **** iron sword in his hand and said, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground."

"There are statues of Buddhas, bones, golden artifacts, and skulls inlaid with silver. Monks have rosary beads around their necks, and nobles have ears tied around their necks. This is not a Buddha country, it is hell, and there is no living Buddha. Only evil spirits."

Jun Mo retracted his gaze, looked at him expressionlessly, and said: If you really want to become a Buddha and don't eliminate all of you real evil spirits, how can you do it? Since I want to kill you, how can I put down the butcher knife? You can become a Buddha standing in the world or by putting down the butcher knife, but here, picking up the butcher knife is the way to become a Buddha. "

Qinian was silent for a long time, then looked at the ragged serfs and said, "Do you really think you can take these people away by yourself?"

Jun Mo said: "I wanted to take these people to build a road to the ground. Although the cliff is high, but if it is repaired for generations, it can always be repaired, but now I feel that time is a little tight, so I Changed a way, since they can’t get out, first take them to the mountain to see the scenery."

There are many mountains in the underground world, but there is only one real mountain, that is, Prajna Mountain. At this time, the morning light is reflecting in everyone's sight, and the light is shining.

The mountain is the remains of the Buddha. What Jun Mo has to do is to carry millions of serfs like ghosts in the underground world. Go to the wild on the Buddha's remains and enjoy the sun and warmth.

Qinian raised his eyebrows slightly, faintly angry, and shouted: "Hugh deceive yourself! How can you do it alone!"

Jun Mo stood in front of thousands of serfs. He shouted: "Open your eyes! See how many people there are!"

Qinian laughed in anger and said: "Do you expect to rely on these people to mess with my Buddha country? Don't forget, these foolish people are like ants. How can they fly?"

Jun Mo said coldly: "Twenty years ago, you once said on the wasteland that there were flying ants who listened to the first lecture and flew away. Now you have to wipe out your own thoughts?" /

Qinian's chest is slightly nauseated, and Zen's mind suddenly feels restless, and said: "These people are guilty. So foolish."

Jun Mo said: "You know why the Buddha established the precepts. It is strictly forbidden for monks in the monastery to teach them written knowledge, let alone learning the Dharma?"

Qinian was silent, because, including him, the monks of the past did not want to understand this problem. It is understandable if you don't pass on the knowledge of words, but let these sinners practice Buddha, wouldn't they make their faith more pious?

"Seven thoughts. Your faith is not as firm as you think. There are millions of serfs in the underground world, and you can pick an old woman out of you, and it will exceed you a hundred times in this respect."

Jun Mo shouted: "Because you are literate, because you are practicing Buddha, and practicing this kind of thing, you have always been more and more suspicious, and you don't doubt whether you don't, so the cultivator will eventually doubt the Tao, and the Buddhist cultivator will naturally doubt the Buddha! "

Qinian's face was pale, and the back of the monk's clothes was wet with sweat, and she was getting restless.

Jun Mo looked into his eyes and said: "The Buddha is very clear that only truly stupid people will have a true and firm belief, so he does not allow you disciples to teach the Buddhism of the people in the underground world. What he wants is these stupid people. Stupid, only in this way can he create the Western Paradise, and then become confident enough to dare to trap Haotian. You say these people are guilty and so stupid? Asshole! Their stupidity is the crime of your Buddha!"

Qiannian wanted to say something, Jun Mo refused to give him a chance, and continued: "Besides, the Buddha strictly forbids you to teach them Dharma knowledge, because he is afraid! If everyone wakes up, everyone becomes a Buddha, Then how does he maintain this wicked world of bliss? You bald donkeys, if you don’t preach their writings, don’t teach Buddhist scriptures, they are naturally stupid. Now I preach their writings and wake up their minds. They are naturally awake. What I dig is yours. Fundamentally, what I want to destroy is this Buddhist kingdom. I want to see how you can stop me."

There are thousands of serfs standing behind Jun Mo. It seems that they have not changed much from before. They are still ragged and dirty. Some people are even hungry, but if you look closely, you can find Their eyes are still calm, but they are no longer as numb as they used to be, and they become alive-human eyes are used to see freedom and find freedom, and then they are alive, as if there is life, that is real life.

During the serf rebellion for one year, in addition to fighting around or avoiding siege, one of the things that took the most time was learning. At the beginning, Junmo taught the herdsmen of the cliffside tribe to read, and then those herdsmen became teachers. Teach other companions to read, and they have never been in contact with knowledge or civilization. Once they start contact, they appear so hungry and thirsty, and they start to grow at an unimaginable speed.

Qingye looked into the eyes of the serfs and knew that Jun Mo had not lied.

Thinking about the effort and spirit that Jun Mo put into this process, he couldn't understand it, and asked: "Why do you have such great malice towards the Buddha?"

It is impossible to give such a big heart unless there is a deep malice.

"Why are you malicious? Because you are evil."

Jun Mo said: "I hate monks and Buddhist temples the most in my life. You don't produce in the world, you specialize in defrauding those poor people's gold and silver treasures. This is especially true here. How damning? How can I not hate? Of course, The things the priests of the Taoist do are no different from you."

Qiye thought silently, Buddhism's drawbacks, Taoism is even more serious, since you know this, why do you want to put more disgust on Buddhism?

"Because Dao Sect has never concealed their purpose, the priests in Xiling Temple want to rule the world, power and wealth, and satisfy all kinds of people, even if they will have a layer of kindness and love. Under the guise, but they hang up very casually, there is no way to deceive more people."

Jun Mo said: "The Buddhism is different. You have a higher guise, a better performance, and a large arch. The deception is deeper, and I look even less pleasing."

Qieye said: "Is this the difference between a real villain and a hypocrite?"

"The difference between a robber and a thief."

Jun Mo's words directly demoted the noble Second Sect of Buddhism and Taoism directly to the dust, and then he looked at the serfs around him. Said: "Of course, here you have both."

Qiye said: "There are countless brothers in my clan who have worked hard in the world, observing the precepts, not greedy or hatred. With compassion, don't you see this?"

Jun Mo looked at Jufeng in the distance and laughed: "Clear rules and precepts? Look at the male thieves and prostitutes in your temple, the illegitimate sons in the mountains. Are you embarrassed to talk about this?"

Qiye said: "Master Qishan is the first bloodline of the previous generation to preach, how do you see?"

Jun Mo said: "The master is truly virtuous, so he left Xuankong Temple when he was young. Do you want to use the master to put gold on the Buddha statue in the Xuankong Temple? Does the Buddha still have a face?"

In his opinion. Buddhism is full of hypocritical bald donkeys, just like what Qi Nian did back then, with a face of compassion, deceiving the masters and brothers to be kind, how shameless it is to set up a killing in Lanke Temple.

At that time, Jun Mo cut the seven thoughts with an iron sword, and first asked the gentleman how he could deceive him? After drinking a gentleman, he should use a square chess. With the Fangzheng iron sword in his hand, he slashed Qi Nian's body outside the body. Today, in front of the Xuankong Temple, in the Buddha Kingdom, he used words as a sword, and Qi Nian's face became pale and miserable. Why?

Because he has reason.

If you are rational, you can travel all over the world, whether it is alleys or avenues.

Qinian has cultivated the closed mantra for nearly 20 years, and he was not good at debating, but he was stabbed in the deepest part of Zen's heart by Jun Mo's words. Where else could he speak, the argument is indisputable.

If you can't argue, you can only fight.

Qinian stretched out a finger towards Jun Mo on the meadow, pointed at Bro Qiufeng, and drew a circle seemingly at random, and an extra circle appeared behind his head, emitting endless Buddha light.

He retracted his fingers, He Shi held it still on his chest, and his body began to emit Buddha's light. In the light of the monk's clothes, the lines on the edge of his body expanded into the air strangely, instantly becoming countless times larger.

Another Qi Nian appeared in the wilderness, his face was full of anger, his eyebrows were raised like swords, his eyes were thunderous, as if he could suppress all evil in the world, it was his external Dharmakaya: Immovable King!

First came out to mellow the Buddha's will, and then asked the Dharmakaya outside the body, but the casting of the seven thoughts still did not stop. I saw the Fudo King Dharmakaya stretched out his right palm in the air and bent his index finger slightly.

He cultivated a closed mantra, no need to speak Buddhist words, he would have his own Buddhist words resounding between heaven and earth!

In the voice of the Buddha's words, the mountain-like immovable Dharma body of the Ming King uses handprints to address Junmo.

The handprints are still like mountains.

Mountains and mountains overlap, endlessly, which is Prajna.

Seven thoughts really deserve to be a master of the Buddhist sect, walking around the world, shooting is a realm like triple supernatural powers!

The powerful enemy, Jun Mo, is also gradually looking solemn.

How to break these three supernatural powers?

Just like facing the monks and soldiers on the battlefield before, Jun Mo made a sword.

He still only made one sword.

This does not mean that Jun Mo despised Qi Nian and regarded him as the same level as those monks and soldiers.

Only one sword was used before because one sword was enough.

Now he has only one sword, because only one sword is enough.

Jun Mo's seemingly simple sword actually included all his cultivation realm.

Simple, so strong.

The broad and straight iron sword burst into the autumn wind and pierced the handprint of King Fudo Ming.

Ming Wang's law is like a mountain, and his handprints are like a mountain, casting a large shadow in the wilderness. The iron sword in Jun Mo's hand looks like a humble wooden thorn by comparison.

The thin wooden thorns supported the palm of the hand falling from the sky.

The wood thorn even pierced the palm.

No matter how strong the palm is, once the fine wood thorns get into the flesh, it will inevitably be painful.

The iron sword pierced into the handprint of King Fudo Ming.

Qingye's face is pale, and blood is gradually flowing out between the palms that he closed.

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(Chapter 4, I’m going to eat something, I’m so hungry, I’ll be late in the next chapter, don’t wait, it’s the same tomorrow.)