As soon as he said this,
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, who were kneeling on the ground and preparing to acknowledge the sweeping monk as their master, paused.
The scene was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Whether it was the sweeping monk, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, Xiao Feng, Murong Fu, or the others who had rushed over, they all looked in the same direction.
On the treetops that had already turned a little yellow.
Carrying a long sword on his back, Ma Yu, who was dressed in a Daoist robe, tapped his toes lightly and slowly landed.
He looked like an immortal and had an extraordinary bearing.
The moment he opened his mouth, he became the center of attention.
"Amitabha!
I wonder what advice does Immortal Dan Yang have?"
The sweeping monk felt uneasy and had a bad premonition, but he still looked like an accomplished monk on the surface.
In front of the crowd, he pressed his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice.
"In front of Grandmaster, this junior can't be considered to be giving advice.”
"It's just a question that needs Grandmaster to answer.”
The sweeping monk's sense of foreboding grew stronger and stronger, but he could not refuse in public.
He could only bite the bullet and speak.
"Perfected One, please speak."
"I know that the Buddhist Sect seeks salvation. There is a saying that they put down their butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. May I ask what is the meaning of this?”
As expected!
The sweeping monk's heart skipped a beat.
He was old and experienced, he could already see through the plan of this first disciple of Quan Zhen Sect.
In order to prevent him from ruining his plan, the sweeping monk spoke.
"If Perfected One is interested in Buddhism and wants to discuss the profound mysteries of Buddhism with me, I welcome you.”
"But now is not the time."
"After this matter is over, I will wait in the Sutra Depository for the Immortal to come.”
Ma Yu sneered.
These words seemed reasonable and gave him face, but in fact, he avoided answering.
Since the old monk in front of him turned a deaf ear to his words, why couldn't he learn from him?
After performing a Daoist salute, Ma Yu did not have the slightest intention of letting this matter go as he continued to speak.
"Grandmaster, please enlighten me."
There must be something wrong with things.
At this moment, even the surrounding Jianghu guests felt that something was wrong. They all focused their gazes on the mysterious old monk.
There were even some smart people whose eyes flashed as they vaguely smelled something fishy.
The sweeping monk was furious. He felt that this junior in front of him was too aggressive.
However, the current him was in a dilemma. He could only explain helplessly.
"Buddhas are sentient beings who have yet to be enlightened, and sentient beings are Buddhas who have yet to be enlightened.”
"All sentient beings possess the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata. They have the seed of Bodhi, compassion, and Buddha in their hearts.”
"As the saying goes, lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.
The butcher's knife did not mean to put down the weapon, but it referred to worries and karma.
Only by letting go of his obsession, abandoning his delusions, cutting off his greed, abandoning evil and becoming good could he become a Buddha.”
Ma Yu nodded and turned to the two people beside the old monk before continuing.
"Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, the two householders, have been wandering between life and death for a while. They have been enlightened, put down their butcher knives, and become Buddhas on the spot.”
Ma Yu changed the topic and continued.
"But our Dao Sect is particular about the Heavenly Dao bearing the responsibility and karma.”
"I don't ask for the next life, I only look at this life."
"The cycle of the Heavenly Dao, the cycle of the Human Dao, retribution.”
"Since Shaolin asked Quan Zhen Sect to be a witness, I don't think they will act arbitrarily.”
"I will definitely take my opinion into consideration.”
"This Penniless Priest can't see how Shaolin did things in the past, so I naturally can't control it.”
"But now that we've seen it, we have to take care of it.”
"If the two of you want to join the Buddhist Sect to cultivate, there's nothing wrong with it.”
"However, once you enter the Buddhist Sect, it doesn't mean that you can throw away all your past sins. From now on, your six roots will be clean and your karma will be severed.”
"The heavens cannot be deceived, humanity cannot be concealed, and one's heart cannot be betrayed.”
"If the two of you want to atone for your sins, you can't just recite scriptures and Buddha in this ancient temple deep in the mountains.”
"Since he put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha on the spot, he definitely wants to do some things that a Buddha should do.”
"Become an ascetic monk who travels the four seas, enter the world, save people, and use thirty years of merit to repay thirty years of karma.”
"Thirty years later, I will cut off the worries in my heart and become a Buddha who truly has no regrets in my heart.”
"What do you two think?”
………
As soon as he finished speaking.
The scene was silent for a moment.
Only the sound of the wind swaying the treetops could be heard.
It was like Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's hearts were moving, and it was also like the hearts of the Jianghu guests.
"Quan Zhen Sect is amazing."
"He actually nurtured such an outstanding successor.”
"With a successor, there will be no worries for a hundred years."
Hong Qigong said with a hint of sourness as he smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, he did not bother about trifles and sat on the ground.
Leaning against the tree trunk, he took off the wine gourd at his waist and drank a few mouthfuls. He chewed on a chicken drumstick that he took out of nowhere while waiting for the final answer.
Murong Fu glared at Ma Yu.
He wanted the descendants of the Xianbei royal family to become ascetics and atone for their sins for thirty years.
To think that this cow-nosed Taoist priest could think of it.
If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat the other party, he would definitely not let him off.
Xiao Feng's expression was similarly ugly.
The grace of giving birth is greater than heaven.
He more or less understood how difficult it was to become an ascetic monk.
Wearing tattered monk clothes, walking barefoot, no fixed residence, with the sky as a quilt, with the ground as a bed.
Often hungry and cold.
Unless it was a life or death crisis, or to save people, or to eliminate evil, one could not use any internal energy.
Along the way, he sought the Dao, meditated in Zen, and cultivated Buddhism.
Using the will of the mortal world to cultivate the will of Buddha, using the fire of the mortal world to forge the heart of Bodhi.
There was no shortage of rumors about ascetics with profound cultivation dying on the road.
He also didn't want his father to agree.
But what about the innocent people who were killed?
He, Xiao Feng, had an indomitable spirit all his life and would never do anything that would deceive himself or others.
Moreover, Quan Zhen Sect's Zhongxuan had saved Zhu's life twice.
The first time was after the great battle at Juxian Village, when he saved A'Zhu.
The first time, he had left a protective layer of zhenqi on her body to withstand his palm strike.
Otherwise, it would be too late for regrets.
Helplessly, Xiao Feng could only remain silent and respect his father's opinion.
The hearts of the other martial artists were also not calm.
Firstly, it was because the first disciple of Quan Zhen Sect dared to challenge Shaolin and questioned their decision.
Secondly, he thought of his past experiences.
Because of the words 'put down the butcher's knife and become a buddha'.
Countless evil thieves would escape into the Void Gate after a few words of repentance and save their lives.
It was as if all past grudges had been written off.
In the past, he didn't investigate this matter.
But now I'm afraid to think about it.
Compared to the different reactions of the Jianghu guests, the Shaolin monks had the same expression. Their faces were gloomy.
Especially the sweeping monk, who was cursing in his heart.
He hid in the dark and quietly spent thirty years grooming these two people.
He even used Buddhist secret techniques to heal them and let them live from death. He removed the hidden dangers in their cultivation so that they could become disciples and increase Shaolin's foundation.
He did not expect that just as he was about to succeed, a Taoist priest with a cow's nose would appear halfway.
At this rate, his thirty years of hard work would go down the drain.
Thinking of this, the old monk pressed his palms together and spoke again.
"Amitabha!"
"Immortal Danyang, you're wrong."
"Shaolin has been around for thousands of years and has its own way to atone for its sins.”
"The ascetic path is not suitable for the two benefactors.”
"They have cultivated in the Shaolin Sutra Library for thirty years. Only here can they find the Dao that is most suitable for them.”
"Moreover, although the old monk has solved their temporary predicament, the thirty-year-old chronic illness is deeply rooted and cannot be done overnight.”
"With this old monk here, I can guarantee their lives, but if they leave Shaolin, I'm afraid they'll be doomed.”
"The so-called saving a life…"
Seeing that the sweeping monk was about to give a long speech, Ma Yu interrupted him.
"The Buddhist Sect has a glib tongue and is the most eloquent. In terms of words, I'm afraid I won't be able to gain the slightest advantage from you.”
"Before I left the mountain this time, two elders in the sect warned me.”
"Don't argue with a sharp-tongued person. When it comes to reasoning, fists are more convincing than words.”
"I have a sword. If you can take it without any damage, you can give me some advice on whether the two of you should stay or go.”
"But if Grandmaster is unable to accept it, then the two scholars should decide for themselves whether to stay or leave.”
"In the end, this matter lies with the two scholars.”
"Grandmaster, don't disturb me any further."
As he spoke.
Ma Yu suddenly sneered.
"Moreover, Master said before that we can use Buddhism to resolve the hostility.”
"If the two of you were to become ascetics, you would also have entered Buddhism.”
"In the future, if I succeed in the Buddhist Dharma, I might be able to resolve my illness on my own.”
"If he unfortunately dies, it's his fate.”
The sweeping monk's eyelids twitched.
He thought about the rumors on Leigu Mountain about how this Quan Zhen Sect's first disciple and his sect's elders had used their sword intent to kill Ding Chunqiu in an instant and intimidate the heroes.
Then, he thought of Daoist Zhongxuan, who defeated Nameless with a single sword strike.
He had the intention to refuse.
But looking at Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo who were still deep in thought, the sweeping monk was unwilling and agreed.
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