In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

The old monk really didn’t believe that there was any Mahayana Buddhism in this world.

All Buddhism in the world comes from his hands.

The old monk is the source of Buddhism and the ancestor of Buddhism. The root of all Buddhist schools in the world!

Now some people actually say that there is Mahayana Buddhism?

Isn't it a joke that he, the person who created Buddhism, doesn't know about it?

It's a deal! The old monk looked at Cui Yu and said firmly, laughing secretly in his heart: I have a new pillar in the Western religion. I have a candidate for the future of Buddhism and Taoism.

As for Zhu Wuneng?

How could he remember Zhu Wuneng?

Cui Yu has the power of true water. If Cui Yu is transferred to Buddhism, what can Zhu Wu do?

Cui Yu sat cross-legged on the stone, looking at the old monk with his eyes. Countless thoughts were flowing in his mind, and the next moment he opened his mouth: This is what I heard: Bhagavan was at the Bamboo Forest Monastery in Kalandojia, the great city of Rajagaha. Many Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas have lived in the ten stages of non-retrograde transformation, and all the ten paramitas have been perfected; there are also many great Mahasattvas - they are all Arhats, all outflows have been eliminated, there is no more trouble, they have gained their own benefits, and their hearts are kind. Liberation, liberation of wisdom and goodness; there are all sentient beings such as Aṣṭṭhāra and others - all of them aspire to anuttara-samyak-sambodhi. (There is no charge for these 118 words)

What Cui Yu recited was the Six Paramitas Sutra of Mahayana Principles in the Tripitaka.

It's a coincidence that in his previous life, Cui Yu was filming a movie in a Buddhist temple. It happened to be that the city was closed due to the epidemic, and then the entire crew was sealed in the Buddhist temple.

For more than half a year, Cui Yu was bored and read all three hundred scriptures in the Buddhist temple.

Looking back at it now, it seemed that due to the power of the soul, the scriptures I had seen in the past appeared clearly in my mind, word for word.

The entire scripture has a total of 84,800 words. Cui Yu recalled that there was not a single punctuation mark missing.

It should be the foundation of martial arts between gods and demons. Qi and blood are nourishing my soul subtly, so my memory has begun to become stronger. Cui Yu thought thoughtfully.

Of course, he would not recite all of the more than 80,000 words of scripture. Instead, he only recited 2,000 words and then shut up.

The old monk across from him thought it didn't matter at first and showed disapproval. He waited for Cui Yu to make up scriptures later, then exposed him mercilessly and told him to follow him to the West to teach.

But who would have thought that as Cui Yu kept spitting out words, the expression on the old monk's face froze, and then he gradually sat upright, listening carefully, with a solemn look in his eyes.

Incredible! Incredible! This is a brand-new scripture, a Buddhist teaching that has never been heard of or seen before. There was a touch of shock in the old monk's eyes, and every word fell on the old monk's ears. The whole person was deafening, and everything in his eyes was Countless Buddhist rhymes.

Then the old monk's body trembled, and he started to choke with excitement.

A new path of Buddhism has emerged!

A new hope for Buddhism appears!

The old monk took a breath, but did not dare to make any sound for fear of disturbing Cui Yu's lecture.

pity

Just when the old monk was getting better, Cui Yu only recited two thousand words and then stopped.

Looking at the old monk opposite who was trembling with tears on his face, Cui Yu was a little confused: Is this crazy monk going crazy after listening to my scriptures?

Cui Yu stopped talking, and the old monk gradually entered the Sutra and got the three tastes. As Cui Yu stopped reciting, his whole body felt as if his breath was stuck, and he almost choked to death if he couldn't get up or down.

I opened my eyes and looked at Cui Yu with burning eyes. His eyes were full of disbelief. His head was shaking and he was going crazy. The inner demons behind him were about to come out.

Cui Yu looked at the old monk with a smile: Monk, have you ever heard of this scripture?

The old monk shook his head: I never heard of it.

How about this scripture? Cui Yu asked again.

The old monk was silent after hearing this, and after a long time he said: It is infinitely vast and can save all living beings. The Hinayana Dharma is extremely difficult.

I told him

It’s Mahayana Buddhism, do you have any objection? Cui Yu looked at the old monk and said, If you have any objections, just recite the same verse. If you can recite the same verse, I lose.

The young monk was taught. It was the first time for the young monk to hear such a vast and vast scripture. The old monk's title also changed, from old monk to young monk.

After hearing what the old monk said, Cui Yu stood up, picked up the basket building and left without saying a word.

Seeing Cui Yu's movements, the old monk immediately became excited, stepped forward and grabbed Cui Yu's wrist, and had to stop shouting: Master, where are you going?

The old monk's title changed. He called himself the little monk and Cui Yu the big monk.

Could it be that the old monk broke his promise and wanted to regret it? Cui Yu frowned, feeling very difficult to deal with.

This old monk definitely came for him, and he deliberately waited for him halfway.

Unfortunately, I thought I was meeting a great monk, but what I didn't expect was trouble.

Trouble you can’t get rid of!

The old monk dragged Cui Yu's wrist, and he knelt on the ground with a sincere expression: The young monk listened to the Great Monk's Sutra today, and felt that all the Buddhist teachings in the past were in vain, and he just gained a little skin. Please also ask the Great Monk to teach me. Sutra, accept me as your disciple. If you can listen to the Great Dao, the young monk will have no regrets even if his body is wiped out and his path disappears.

Cui Yu looked at the old monk and saw that the old monk was holding on to his wrist tightly and would not let go. He thought that the old monk was being shameless and wanted to trick him, and for a moment, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

The power of thirty thousand kilograms!

With a strength of thirty thousand kilograms, he was like a baby in front of the old monk.

If someone is stronger than you, what can you do if you are unreasonable?

Cui Yu sat down angrily and stared at the old monk with his eyes:

Tell me, why are you willing to let me go?

The old monk's eyes were full of innocence: The senior monk wanted to leave, but the junior monk naturally did not dare to stop him. But... the junior monk begged the senior monk to teach me the supreme Mahayana scripture. The junior monk is willing to worship the senior monk as his teacher and perform discipleship rituals in the future. I worship you day and night, and I don’t dare to complain in the slightest while serving you.”

This old scoundrel acted like that. Looking at the old monk's expression, Cui Yu didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered the scene in Journey to the West that he had seen in his previous life, where the monkey begged to become a disciple.

Since you are sincere in your apprenticeship, you might as well kowtow a few times now. Cui Yu looked at the old monk with a smile. He wanted to see if the old monk would continue to drink.

Will the great monk accept me? Teach me the supreme dharma? Upon hearing this, the old monk not only did not show the embarrassment and anger that Cui Yu expected, but his whole face was filled with ecstasy.

Before Cui Yu could react, the old monk's head had already hit the ground:

Master, Your Majesty, my disciple Dazang is so polite!

Cui Yu was dumbfounded when he drank the nine-bang-bang-bang bang and said, Madman! Madman! You want to play like that!

Cui Yu's heart skipped a beat. There were all kinds of strange things in this world, and the stronger the longer they lived, the more perverted they became.

Disciple Dazang, pay homage to Master. The old monk kowtowed and looked at Cui Yu with a pious expression.

It's a joke, but you can't take it seriously. Cui Yu quickly waved his hand and stood up, trying to leave.

The old monk frowned when he heard this, and looked at Cui Yu with his eyes: Is it child's play to become a teacher? Once a teacher, always a father, could the great monk be playing tricks on me?

Cui Yu's words were a bit unkind, and Cui Yu's heart trembled when he heard them. He looked at the old monk and finally said helplessly: Since I am your master, do you want to listen to me?

That's ridiculous. What the master says may not be completely right. Disciples only listen to what the master says is right. The old monk clasped his hands and said matter-of-factly.

Then I am your master now. Do you still want to stop me when I want to leave here? Cui Yu is really confused.

Don't dare to stop me. The old monk gave way.

Cui Yu glanced at the old monk, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually get out of the way. He couldn't help but look happy: The old monk is pretty good. Are you really willing to let me go?

The old monk said respectfully: How dare I block the way of my master?

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Cui Yu smiled when he saw this, then strode out, about to escape in a flash.

But before Cui Yu took three steps, the old monk spoke again: Wherever the master goes, the disciples will go. The disciples must serve the master day and night.

Cui Yu paused and gritted his teeth in hatred: You bald donkey, are you cheating?

A disciple should be filial to his master. The old monk smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Cui Yu looked at the old monk, and the next moment he suddenly turned into air and disappeared in the air.

Originally he used this method as a means of escaping, but now he can only use it as a last resort.

Master, what a skill. This kind of magical power is rare in the world. The old monk smiled and stretched out his finger in the air. Cui Yu felt that the surrounding air turned into a copper wall and iron wall, blocking his way. His air could not penetrate through. He has no choice but to show his true colors.

You old monk is not particular about it! Cui Yu was about to use the dragon lock around his waist, but this was his last trump card. He would never use it easily unless he really wanted to show off his face.

Exerting filial piety? Do you really want to show your filial piety to me? Cui Yu forced a smile on his face.

The old monk's eyes were sincere: Please give me your instructions, Master.

Go get me some pigweed. Cui Yu handed the basket to the old monk.

Upon hearing this, the old monk took the basket building and turned around to leave.

Seeing the old monk's back, Cui Yu was stunned: Is it solved so easily?

The next moment, without saying a word, he ran away.

Cui Yu ran so fast that he almost didn't dare to stop and ran away without saying a word.

Cui Yu arrived at Xiaoli Village half a quarter of an hour later. He turned around and looked behind him. He saw no sign of the old monk. He couldn't help but sip his saliva: Damn it, that old monk is definitely not a human being. He might have been possessed by something strange. Lied to me.

When we arrive at Lijia Village, with the Kunlun Mirror taking care of us, this old monk should be unable to catch up. Cui Yu showed a soothing smile.

Just when I walked to my house, I saw a familiar figure feeding the pigs with pig grass.

Old monk!

The old monk Dazang came to the house first!

How did he know my home is here? Cui Yu was suddenly anxious.

The enemies have already found their lair, can he not be anxious?

This old monk is so weird and his cultivation is so high. When has he ever provoked such a terrifying opponent?

Could it be Shi Long who leaked the Golden Elixir of All Tribulations? Is this old monk trying to track down the Golden Elixir of All Tribulations? Cui Yu's heart was beating wildly, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

After thinking about it, I am afraid that the only one who can cause such trouble is the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Calamities.

Is Shi Long crazy? You dare to shout about the Golden Pill in the streets? Besides, Tang Zhou is not stupid, so how could he allow Shi Long to talk nonsense? Cui Yu was a little surprised for a while.

The more I think about it, the more I suspect that this old monk is here just for the Golden Elixir!

Apart from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Pill, he really couldn't think of anything that could provoke such an opponent.

pigsty

Let’s talk about tea time

The old monk came to Cui Yu's house with pigweed on his back. Zhu Wu could see the old monk in the yard. He was dancing excitedly, as if seeing a relative he hadn't seen for a long time. He rushed over and hugged him with two hooves. Buddha's thighs.

Huh huh huh~ (Old Buddha, you are finally here, please save me! That Cui Yu is not a human being and tortures me in every possible way. I have had enough! Please use your great magic and supernatural powers to save me. Let’s put away that evil obstacle.)”

Zhu Wuneng complained fiercely to the Buddha, his voice full of sorrow, and his big eyes full of tears.

Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious! This is all your destiny! The old monk is here to save you from your destiny.

Ancestor, you must make that Cui Yu stew for me.

Ancestor, I want to eat Cui Yu's head! I want to chop him into pieces a hundred times!

Ancestor, you have to make the decision for me.

Just when Zhu Wu could curse and complain, a figure came from a distance.

Seeing Cui Yu approaching, the old monk's eyes suddenly lit up.

Master, I have already fed the pig. You are such a good pig! The old monk looked at the big fat pig with a smile in his eyes.

Cui Yu looked at the old monk's sunny face and always felt that he was mocking him.

This smiling face looks like it would make you want to be punched in the face.

Zhu Wuneng, who was eating grass, suddenly raised his head and looked at Cui Yu who was walking towards him, and then at the old monk beside him. His eyes were full of astonishment, the grass in his mouth fell out, and his eyes almost popped out. Come.

What did he hear?

Look, what did he hear?

Zhu Wuneng felt that the grass in his mouth suddenly no longer smelled good.

Nan Hua Zhenren, who was watching the theater in the courtyard, was stunned when he heard the two people calling him names. He turned to look at Miao Shan and said, What did the old monk just say? Did I hear you correctly?

Master? Miao Shan was a little unsure, with a look of astonishment on his face.

It's Master. Shoucheng's hands trembling while weaving bamboo strips.

Cui Yu is so lucky that he was accepted as a disciple by the Buddha. In the future, he will be the second person in the Buddhist sect. Zhang Jiao said with a smile beside him.

That's right! Mr. Buddha actually accepted Cui Yu as his disciple. Cui Yu is a boy with bad luck.

It's truly outrageous.

Several people nodded in agreement.

Master, if you have any other work, just tell me. The young monk will definitely do it neatly and beautifully. The old monk came to Cui Yu and bowed with his hands clasped together.

Several people in the yard next door fell silent for a moment.