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Those piercing eyes looked at the fat man in front of him, and he didn't seem to be surprised at all, as if he had expected this day long ago.

Put your hands together and kneel down to worship, as for the illusions that are both real and fake around you, you don't care at all.

Fat fat deep palm, caressing the top of the monk's head: "Amitabha Buddha, the heart is born of origin and extinction, your merits and virtues are perfect, today when you become a Buddha, you will understand emptiness, see and hear colorless, from now on I call your Dharma name: Ming Dao. "

"Disciple Mingdao, pay homage to Lord Buddha."

Monk Mingdao raised his head, and saw a strange light flickering between his brows, a lynx seed appeared on his forehead, behind him was even more a vajra glaring dharma face, and a golden dragon coiled above the dharma face, the dragon's eyes were wide open, exuding immeasurable divine power.

In the distance, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't understand what happened, so he silently picked up his mobile phone and took pictures of everything in front of him and posted them in the group.

"Ahhh!"

Seeing his phantom being ignored by Pangpang, he even enlightened a monk leisurely, and the figure in mid-air screamed angrily.

He simply killed the two of them himself.

The monster's heart moved, its body grew against the wind, and its body was full of immeasurable magic light. When it was pressed with its hands, the magic smoke billowed together and turned into a black hole to swallow up the world together.

"Bold monster, dare to be presumptuous in front of my Buddha, kill!"

Seeing this, Ming Dao raised his sword eyebrows, stood up, and with an angry look on his stern face, he shouted loudly, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's cry, resounding through most of the snowfield.

Every hair on his body is glittering and translucent. Although his body is skinny, he is extremely powerful. He is covered with a layer of divine brilliance by the Buddha's light, which makes people want to worship him.

The shadow of a dragon appeared behind him, and it turned into a nine-ringed tin staff in the hands of Monk Ming Dao. He leaped to face the monster figure, and suddenly the rays of light shot up to the sky, and the dragon tin staff in his hand buzzed with incomparable power. .

At this moment, his momentum rose sharply, making Ding Xiaoyi seem to see the violent monk who beat up the demons in the underground palace again.

"Dawei Tianlong!!"

An unrivaled coercion sweeps everything. There is an air of invincibility and power, dominating the world.

Ding Xiaoyi clenched his fists and looked at the picture in front of him excitedly, and couldn't help rushing to the blood surging together in his heart.

"boom!"

The light and darkness staggered in front of my eyes, as if the sky had been blown up.

Although it was in the desolate 13th district, the terrifying power fluctuations spread to the heaven and the earth, spread throughout the nine heavens and ten places.

The terrifying power made Wang Xiang and others in the distance feel terrified. This kind of power probably surpassed ordinary gods.

The nuclear weapons they are proud of pale in the face of such power.

"Hate!"

The monster finally made a human voice and roared with difficulty.

The bloodshot eyes were full of madness and ferocity. With a wave of his hand, thousands of magic lights surged and turned into stars and fell.

But under the tin rod of Monk Ming Dao, all of them were shattered.

At this moment, Pang Pang, who was sitting cross-legged under the sala tree, finally made a move.

He sighed silently, then pinched a little golden light between his fingers, and wrote six ancient characters in front of him.

The Om Mani Padme Hum six-syllable light mantra, just like its name, radiates light, exuding an incomparable aura that is boundless and overwhelming.

The talisman flashed, and the next moment it appeared on top of the monster's head, turning into a mountain that covered the sky, and smashed hard on the monster.

The mountain is filled with infinite Buddha light, as if there are countless Buddhas sitting on it, reciting ancient scriptures in their mouths to suppress evil spirits.

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, the whole earth began to tremble.

The violent tremors can be felt even on islands far away overseas.

The same is true for the Nine Netherlands.

A strong sense of shock hit, causing ghosts to cry and howl in the city of Wusi.

But in the city, in the old mansion of the empress, I saw a man who felt something in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.

The man had six arms, was dressed in bright red blood, and exuded an inexplicable evil spirit. He was Bo Xun, the sixth-day demon king who prevented Sakyamuni from becoming enlightened.

At the beginning, he obstructed Sakyamuni, but in the end he was suppressed by Sakyamuni in hell. Later, he was taken over by the emperor and was responsible for guarding the bliss fruit tree in Youshan.

It was also because of the fat matter that he was dispatched by the emperor to the empress's old residence, where all the household members were imprisoned and not allowed to go out.

At this moment, there was a sinister smile in his eyes.

Although he knew that it was not Shakyamuni's true deity, but just a ray of distracting thoughts left in his mind at the moment of his death.

But even so he was in a surprisingly good mood.

I was suppressed in hell, and although I couldn't see the light of day, I still had freedom of movement after all.

But Shakyamuni's miscellaneous thoughts will be forever suppressed down the mountain, and he will never be able to stand up again. Thinking of this, Bo Xun's face was filled with indescribable satisfaction.

In the 13th district, the Buddha's light disappeared, and the bloody light disappeared without a trace.

The huge snowfield has now turned into an oasis.

A huge mountain stands tall on the snowfield, the mountain rises straight into the sky, and the Buddha's light shines on it, like a pure land on earth.

Ding Xiaoyi was not surprised when he saw this, even though Pang Pang is not a god, he is still one of the best figures in the underworld.

All in all, after removing the emperor and empress, even if Pang Pang is the second in command of Netherland, he can be regarded as the top of all ghosts under the bad old man. If he can't even deal with a small monster, That would be hell.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Ding Xiaoyi pulled Ding Peng to walk in the direction of Pang Pang, although he knew that Pang Pang in front of him was no longer the Pang Pang he knew, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha, the second in command of Netherland.

But no matter who he is, at least in his heart, he is still the little fat guy in his heart, and at this moment he just doesn't know himself for the time being.

Since he doesn't recognize himself, let him get to know him again.

The two of them walked straight towards Pangpang who was sitting under the double sala tree. Monk Mingdao saw this, but he didn't stop him.

He even nodded slightly to Ding Xiaoyi. After all, they had met once. Back then, he asked Ding Xiaoyi to send a message to Pangpang, and today he was enlightened into a Buddha. Well, at least he thought so.

Seeing the two people coming, Pang Pang stood up with a smile on his face, clasped his hands together, and smiled at the two people: "Amitabha, the poor monk sees that the two benefactors have a predestined relationship with the Buddha. I don't know if you want to be like me."

"Eh!!!"

Ding Xiaoyi paused when he heard the words, he actually came to reminisce about the past, to see if he could wake up Pang Pang's memory, but he didn't want the bald Pang Pang to let himself escape into Buddhism when he opened his mouth?

Taking a closer look, the two guys didn't look at themselves at all, they stared straight at their son, apparently wanting to accept his son as a monk, as if they were just a casually mentioned gift.

Seeing this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and when he was about to say no, Ding Peng stepped forward first, clasped his hands like a fat man, and said: "Shame, shame, Buddha crosses the world and the sea of ​​suffering, but my father regards the sea of ​​suffering as a sweet spring. I have three Cun Lingtai has no bodhi roots, and has a predestined relationship with Buddha, but standing here, the predestined relationship has been exhausted."

As soon as Ding Peng said this, Pang Pang's eyes lit up, but his face was still full of regret, so he had to refocus his eyes on Ding Xiaoyi.

As a result, after a closer look, the smile on Fatty's face froze at that time, and he smiled wryly for a moment: "Sure enough, he is a layman! Amitabha Buddha that cannot be carved from rotten wood!"

Chapter 691 The Controversy

"The master wants to create Buddhism, dare to ask what is Buddha and what is Buddhism."

A group of people walked on the vast mountain road, and the waterfalls on this Foshan, which was born out of the sky, were like red, with beautiful scenery, exotic flowers and grasses among the vegetation and pine forests, bluestones as the road, and tree crowns as sheds.

On the mountainside, an atmospheric and simple temple has already stood here.

Everyone along the way couldn't help but be shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of them, and felt that even the scenery of Beiman College here was even better than that.

Master Jiu was very interested in the so-called Buddha, but when he learned that Pangpang was going to teach, he immediately became vigilant.

No religion can escape the sin of fooling the people.

At the beginning of the establishment of the trade union, it was a chaotic world. At that time, all kinds of weird and heresy appeared, and they were finally completely wiped out by the trade union. This is how the union has flourished for so many years.

Master Jiu is a person who came from that dark age, and he is naturally wary of the word "religion" in his heart.

Therefore, asking such a question is also asking Pangpang with the attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

This is a very serious question, but for Pang Pang, it is like giving a sub-question. He smiled and said: "Buddha is a false proposition. Buddha is the ability of all living beings to realize the way of heaven, not a title."

Everyone has this ability. It depends on whether you can see the essence through the phenomenon.

The Buddha of human form: The Buddha in the human heart has a form and also belongs to a "obstacle".

Awareness and action are immeasurable: if there is no form, it is unacceptable and unspeakable, and it does not matter whether it is perfect or not, and it is not ultimate. "

Everyone who was talking about Fatty was dizzy for a while, but Ding Xiaoyi, who was walking behind, was stunned when he heard the words, as if he understood something.

Reminiscent of what Pangpang did on the underworld in the past, isn't it just an attitude that has no form and no limit, and no longer sticks to form?

When everyone was still confused by Pang Pang's words, Pang Pang continued: "Buddha is enlightenment. Buddhism is divided into order. From the deepest point of view, it is the Taoism that can be obtained from nature. The Taoism Tathagata is inconceivable , that is, derealization.

In a shallow sense, it is the teaching that guides people to be good. Good and evil have human appearance, self appearance, and sentient beings appearance, that is, transformation.From the point of view of sentient beings, the skill of using greed to control greed and illusion to control illusion, although it does not destroy and corrupt, it does not hinder the compassion that soothes the soul. "

Everyone understands this sentence. The so-called three stages of Buddhism are the three functions of temples. The highest level is to make people enlightened.

The second is to promote the Buddhistization of "don't do any evil, but do all good".

The lowest level is to provide a spiritual refuge for vulnerable groups.

Pangpang's answer made everyone fall into deep thought, but Master Jiu was not so easy to be fooled, and his eyes suddenly became sharp after hearing this.

He doesn't care who Pang Pang is, even if his hands and eyes are open to the sky, he can suppress the gods and demons with just a single hand.

But it is impossible to preach based on this alone without making the words clear.

I just heard him sneer and said: "Although he is not corrupt and obscene, it does not hinder the compassion of soothing the soul. The master said this because he felt that the people of our alliance were suffering too much, and even reached the point where they wanted to worship without illusions." to the extent?"

As soon as Master Jiu said this, everyone's expressions changed immediately.

Even Ding Xiaoyi could tell that Master Jiu was accusing Fatty of fooling the people and manipulating their hearts.

I believe that no matter what era the ruling people are, they will never tolerate this, to put it in words that are not pleasant and have low emotional intelligence.

We can only cut leeks, if you come to cut leeks, that is rebellion!

In the words of high emotional intelligence, that is, the voice of the country is the voice of the common people. Whether freedom of speech is advocated or not, the right to speak must always be in the hands of the country.

"A society without competition will have no vitality, and competition will inevitably produce rich and poor, and class, this is the way of heaven.

It is the inevitable price of social progress.If there is no weakness, where is the strength?A strong word, weak already in it.Therefore, the Buddha saves the heart from suffering, and what he cultivates is an ordinary mind. "

Fatty replied without changing his expression.

At this level of dialogue, people like Ding Xiaoyi can no longer get in their mouths.

This has already risen to another level on the topic of Dao, and the discussion still involves all aspects of the Dao of the people.

Master Jiu is like a fighter who has been ignited, his cloudy eyes sparkle brightly, he does not back down at all, and sneers: "I think this method is even more aggressive.

This kind of thinking will only make people fall into the quagmire of weakness and cannot extricate themselves.

It should be known that the strong are still striving for self-improvement, and the weak will only escape.

If Buddhism is to provide spiritual shelter for these so-called disadvantaged groups, then in my opinion, everyone believes in cause and effect and seeks blessings, so in turn, they are for the disadvantaged. Is it? "

Master Jiu stared at the fat face without hesitation: "If you want to preach, you can do it, as long as everyone has to be enlightened."

Fat Pang was not ashamed or annoyed by Master Jiu's request, but just said with a smile: "Those who are capable without learning are good abilities.

Those who know without thinking have conscience.

Children in childhood, all know to love their relatives, and their elders.

He knows nothing about respecting his elder brother, loving his relatives, benevolence, respecting his elders, and righteousness.There is no world without him. "

"To conscience!"

Ding Peng's mind was moved, he never thought that the third master would use such a sentence to pile up, and he clapped his hands in his heart.

This article "To Conscience" is the main purpose of Wang Shouren's study of mind in the Ming Dynasty in China, and it is the core work of the study of mind that Mencius puts all his heart into words.

Its meaning is probably not to compare with others, but to compare yourself, today is better than yesterday, constantly surpass yourself, and finally achieve extraordinary meaning.

Ding Peng probably explained the meaning of this passage to everyone, and everyone suddenly realized it.

They all nodded in praise. Sure enough, if there is no qualified translator present for this level of dialogue, no one will be in the dark.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned, as if he was thinking hard about a problem, and he said to himself: "So he is a philosopher, I thought he was just a cook!"

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Standing at the side, when he heard this, he was stunned for a while before he understood, curled his lips, and said helplessly, "Father, you are talking about Wang Shouyi!"

Being reminded by his son, Ding Xiaoyi blushed immediately, and forcefully argued: "The same, the same, anyway, they are brothers."

"What brother?"