Monk Chanyuan didn't care at all that he was defeated by Master Huizhen.

He waved his right hand, which was a little numb.

"Master, if you want to accomplish great things, you cannot be indecisive. I have said a long time ago that this wisdom cannot be retained. He suddenly came to Bailong Temple at this sensitive time and must have come to investigate Shanneng's death."

"You see, he is going to kill you now, and he wants to kill all of us, without even caring about his old love between his classmates. What are you still hesitating about?"

Chanyuan said calmly to the old monk with old spots on his face.

He has a temperament, and his temperament is not as graceful as a monk. He has a few words lightly, but he is deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors and killing people to silence him.

Ruthless.

There is no compassion for me and Buddha at all.

"Junior Brother Huizhen, you will understand our good intentions one day."

"White Dragon Temple will remember the contributions we have made today. Only in our hands can the incense continue to flourish for a hundred years."

The old monk was crazy and said nonsense to Master Huizhen.

"Demon Buddha!"

Master Huizhen's white beard opened with anger and rumbling, and the steel Zen Staff in his hand was slammed heavily.

The earth and stones under the Zen staff were blown out of a huge earth pit, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

In addition to the great Buddhist teachings, the monks from this Zhenguo Temple even had a vague image of the Buddha's golden body under the influence of Buddha nature. The physical body had undergone a complete transformation.

Even though he is old and in his 80s and 90s, he can still dance the twenty-pound steel Zen stick in his hand to the fullest.

The Buddhist text on the steel Zen Staff in Master Huizhen's hand seemed to be in line with Master Huizhen's mind. The Zen Staff felt the anger of Master Huizhen. The Buddhist text on the surface of the Zen Staff was engraved. As Master Huizhen's angry Buddha fire, Buddha fire lotus bloomed, and the Qingfan Hall was filled with golden Buddha light.

Master Huizhen was about to take action, but suddenly, puff!

He spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The breath of life on his body suddenly became weak, as if it was about to be extinguished, but Master Huizhen spoke in Buddhist scripture: "Om! Ah! Hum!"

This is the lantern light mantra of Sakyamuni.

It can eliminate the influence of evil spirits, re-lit the wick, prevent the wick from being extinguished by evil spirits, and prevent the light from being turned off like a person's death.

But even if the wick is re-lit, Master Huizhen's physical condition is also unpleasant and has already hurt the root. The qi and blood on this monk's face are gray and blood are deficient, so healing is needed in time.

"court death!"

"You know that poisoning in tea is not effective for me. You deliberately took me to see Shanneng's body, so that I could relax my vigilance and get in touch with Shanneng's body with great compassion! Shanneng was the most respectful person in his life, but after he died, you would use him to bully his master and destroy his ancestors. You should all kill him!"

Although Master Huizhen was seriously injured, he was a monk from Zhenguo Temple. He made the Sakya seal in his hand and shouted angrily: "If there are sentient beings in the World Honored One, they will be troubled by the evil ghosts and gods. If the evil ghosts return to others, Om, all of them will be terrified and pass by, and you will be free from suffering forever! Hum!"

But when he saw Chanyuan, who had been sneaking into the air before, he actually knelt in public. He wanted to resist and struggle to stand up, but his body seemed to be carrying a Buddha on his back.

The Buddha made him unable to stand up.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Master Huizhen, with a gray face, walked closer to Zen with a Zen stick, and shouted angrily: "Bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, you are cruel and ruthless, you can't keep it!"

"If you don't kill you, there will be no peace in Bailong Temple! I am willing to devote myself to the path of killing for the Buddha and sweep away the filth of Buddhism!"

When Master Huizhen raised the Zen stick in his hand and was about to penetrate Zen far body kneeling on the ground, the old monk with a face covered in the Vajra barrier begged Master Huizhen to show mercy.

"Junior Brother Huizhen shows mercy!"

"Junior Brother Huizhen, just think I beg you not to break the incense and hope of Bailong Temple. Zen is still young and has not calm yet. He can change his mind and he still has the opportunity to change evil and good!"

"Don't we often teach others to put down our butcher's knife and become a Buddha on our feet? Why can't you give my disciple a chance to reform yourself!"

"You ask me to pity your disciple. When your fellow disciples are ill, who has ever pity my disciple's good will? This kind of evil of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors cannot be kept!" Master Huizhen refused to listen to the explanation and wanted to take action again.

"Junior Brother Huizhen, don't you want to know what the purpose of our doing this?" The old monk in the Vajra barrier shouted anxiously, and the Zen stick that was about to fall in Master Huizhen's hand was indeed paused.

Seeing this, the old monk immediately pleaded for Chanyuan and explained hurriedly: "Junior Brother Huizhen, Bailong Temple has been prosperous for more than ten years, but this is not enough, it is far from enough."

"Now is a peaceful and prosperous era. Conservatives like you, Junior Brother Huizhen, eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name all day long, and turn a blind eye to the outside world, and can no longer keep up with the crowd. In the peaceful and prosperous era, we monks should enter the world and do our best to develop incense believers."

"Only when there are many believers in incense, the incense box and the incense box have more money, the eternal light in front of the Buddha's seat can be bright and never extinguished."

"Everyone in the world knows that the monks in Bailong Temple are rich and rich. Every day, the incense box is filled with incense money from believers. However, after Wuzhou Prefecture, which temple is willing to recognize the status of Bailong Temple in Buddhism. It is just because Bailong Temple is good at managing secular business. Why should monk temples outside Wuzhou Prefecture look down on our Bailong Temple? Why?

"I just want everyone to know that in addition to the smell of copper, our White Dragon Temple also has high monks, Buddhism, and the flesh-body Buddha that monks in the Buddha world all yearn for but cannot seek!"

"As long as we have a physical Buddha in Bailong Temple, Buddhist temples across the country will respect our Bailong Temple as the leader."

"So you can't kill Zenyuan. My disciple Zenyuan can give birth to a physical Buddha, two physical Buddhas, and more physical Buddhas. Sooner or later, the reputation will overwhelm the Zhenguo Temple in the capital, making our Bailong Temple a holy place for all Buddhas!"

"And my disciple's Zen is far away and the heart of the Three Lotus Buddha. Now that the body of the Buddha is available, my disciple will definitely become a golden body in the future. He is a rare talented person. Bailong Temple is just around the corner!"

The old monk became more and more crazy the more he spoke.

Already crazy.

"It seems that you are really crazy, the more you live, the more you become the more devil you become." Master Huizhen's eyes were cold.

"That's just to satisfy your personal desires, not the White Dragon Temple in the eyes of all living beings."
Chapter completed!