There is no difference between Hinayana Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism. It is nothing more than Hinayana Buddhism focusing on one's own liberation, while Mahayana Buddhism focuses on saving sentient beings.

But according to the practice, there is no difference between the two, and even the Hinayana Buddhism is better.

After all, those two masters of Hinayana Buddhism are even stronger than the current Sakyamuni.

"Amitabha"

Duobao Tathagata shook his head slightly and said, "The Hinayana Buddhism advocates ferrying people who have fate with a small boat, and the Mahayana school advocates ferrying people with a big boat as long as they have a lot of fate, the better! Small is not as good as big in the end! People in the world also prefer Mahayana Buddhism."

"Maybe."

Gu Shaoshang did not argue too much with Duobao Tathagata, but just smiled and said, "Play chess!"

The dispute over Buddhism and Taoism has spread for countless years. Laojun Li went out of Hangu in the west and turned Hu into Buddha. Mahayana Buddhism is inseparable from Laojun. Otherwise, he would not only hear the name of Mahayana Buddhism, and there is no reality of Hinayana Buddhism.

Everyone says that Laojun is inaction, but Gu Shao is sad but he doesn't believe that Laojun is really inaction.

The so-called inaction is not to do anything, but to do everything.

Even the Taoist struggle here makes Laojun more inclined toward the Tathagata. It is unknown.

However, these have nothing to do with Gu Shaoshu.

Holding down the Dharma body of Duobao Tathagata and the Ming King is enough to repay the favor of Taoist Wukong for helping him. As for the fate of fighting against the World Honored One of Lingshan, it is the business of Taoist Wukong.

He didn't need to intervene, and Taoist Wukong didn't need him to intervene.

"Good, good."

Duobao Tathagata nodded with a smile.

"Annoying trick!"

On the side, the majestic and arrogant green bull stood with his arms, watching the two of them play chess, feeling quite frustrated.

What he annoyed the most was these tricks.

If he hadn't known that he could not beat the two people in front of him, he would have overturned the table at this time.

Thousands of miles away from Gao Laozhuang, two figures stopped in a mess.

"Ahem!"

Chen Xuanzang coughed twice, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

As Zhu Gangli roared, his five internal organs were damaged, and it was already a great blessing to not die.

"puff!"

Miss Duan could no longer hold it back and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Miss Duan, are you okay?"

Chen Xuanzang was shocked, stepped forward to support her, gently placed her under the big tree, and leaned against her.

"It's okay, what can I do? What's this little blood?"

Miss Duan smiled generously, wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said, "We exorcists, it is common for injuries to be injured!"

"But, you're bleeding"

Chen Xuanzang took back his bloody palm and looked at Miss Duan.

In her seven orifices, blood was spraying like a small stream of water, which made him a little scared.

"Do you think it doesn't cost to escape from the pig demon's hands?"

Miss Duan gave Chen Xuanzang a blank look, then took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and slowly healed her wounds.

After a long time, Miss Duan, who was pale, slowly exhaled a long breath with blood, without a trace of blood on her face.

"I'm a big loss this time!"

Miss Duan said angrily, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and coughed again, saying, "I'm so injured."

Looking at Miss Duan's pretentious appearance, Chen Xuanzang felt a little numb.

"Since Miss Duan has nothing to do, the monk left."

Chen Xuanzang was a little panicked and bowed to leave.

"you"

Miss Duan frowned in anger when she looked at Chen Xuanzang's escape in a panic.

"Amitabha Buddha! When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty, and he overcame all sufferings and disasters, the form is not different from emptiness, and the form is not different from emptiness; form is emptiness, emptiness is form"

Chen Xuanzang recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart and headed towards the city where his master was.

He has adhered to Buddhist precepts since childhood and has never had any contact with any women. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little confused.

Fortunately, Miss Duan used her secret technique before, and in a short time, she had already crossed the footsteps of Chen Xuanzang for more than half a month before, and was approaching the city.

As soon as the sky was dawn, Chen Xuanzang entered the city.

Walking towards the restaurant before, sure enough, a red robe wound was on the sixth floor of the restaurant.

Dozens of servants were busy, and three opera troupes took turns to sing opera, and several beauties served their own lives, making life very happy.

Looking at his ragged and bloody clothes, Chen Xuanzang was sad and shouted in a trembling voice:

"Master~Teacher~"

The sound was so melodious that even Mingshen turned around.

"Get out."

Mingshen waved his hand, let everyone go down, looked at Chen Xuanzang, and said, "Are you back so soon?"

His eyes looked like a smile.

He naturally knew exactly what Chen Xuanzang experienced along the way.

"Master, I failed again."

Chen Xuanzang sighed and sat down powerlessly against Mingshen.

"The pig demon is too strong. I can't even get close to him. How can I influence him with Buddhism?"

Chen Xuanzang said weakly.

"It is precisely because he is strong that he has to influence him with great love and let him understand what truth, goodness and beauty are"

Mingshu was talking nonsense with his mouth full of pain, which stimulated Chen Xuanzang.

For real strong people, the mouth cannon is useless, even the son of destiny.

"Master, is Buddhism really useful?"

Chen Xuanzang looked out the window, a little confused.

On the street, several people quarreled because of small profits. Further away, couples scolded each other and were incompatible with each other.

All sentient beings who are greedy, anger, ignorance, hate, love, hate, and desire are all in the sea of ​​suffering. How can they save them?

"It's useful, why is it useless!"

Mingshen shook his head and said, "There are thousands of temples in the world, and how many monks who are not good at giving birth have been raised? They are fat and big heads, big ears, big waists, round waists, aren't it the merits of Buddhism?"

"puff!"

Li Qingshan, who was silent on the side, couldn't help but squirt all over the floor and coughed repeatedly.

I thought to myself: Brother Gu is really a Buddhist traitor all his life. I am afraid that Chen Xuanzang can't stand his darkness day and night.

""

Chen Xuanzang was speechless and almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Master, if you slander the Buddha like this, you will fall into the Abyssin Hell!"

Chen Xuanzang felt a little tooth pain, and his master became more and more strange.

This is not what a Buddhist said.

"The Abyssal Hell is the territory of Yama. What does it have to do with the Buddha?"

Mingshen rolled his eyes and said, "The thief Ksitigarbha, who ran to someone's house, said that he was not empty and could not become a Buddha. Isn't it that he still exists, so why don't he leave? Hell is so magnificent to occupy the magpie's nest!"

If Gu Shaoshang is unprejudged to Buddhism and is just a short-lived path, then the dark-shang can be regarded as the enemy of Buddha, and the devil-born Buddhist sect will be dark all their lives.

Even if he replaced Chen Xuanzang's master, he could not imagine that he could hear half of the words praising Buddhism from him.

"It's not the master! Ksitigarbha is pity for the sufferings of the region and the sufferings of all living beings. It is a great good, great merit, great courage! How can you!"

Chen Xuanzang could no longer hold it back and stood up to argue his wounds.

To him, the words of the dark wounds were already extremely serious to destroy the Buddha.

This is inconsistent with what he has known since childhood.

“That’s it”

Mingshuo came to his senses and realized that what he said was easy to say was not in line with his personality.
To be continued...