"I heard that the person who killed my junior brother is very similar to the donor." Without waiting for Chen Fei to answer, the host said again, "The old monk does not believe in the outside world's rumors, and does not want such a serious damage to the relationship between Taoism and Buddhism to happen for the second time."

Chen Fei frowned and pondered without saying a word. He understood the current meaning of the host, and wanted to warn him in this way: You are a master of the Dao Sect. I won’t pursue your case this time, because this will seriously affect the relationship between the two factions, but I won’t be the case.

But Chen Fei didn't think he was wrong, nor did he want to admit his mistake. Even more, Chen Fei felt that if there were many monks like Changzang, the sword in his hand would probably be dyed red.

Then he said: "Master, can I know that I know the religious teachings?"

"I don't know why the religious teachings are."

"I don't know I can tell you." Chen Fei's eyes turned cold, "Slaying demons and eliminating demons and practicing the way for heaven is the doctrine of my Taoist sect." In front of the presidency of Huayan Temple, Chen Fei boldly changed the doctrine of this sect.

"So that's it, what does the donor mean?"

"All those who commit crimes in the world who regard human life as grass are demons. I am a man who is obliged to do the way for heaven."

"Amitabha, I understand." The host clasped his hands together, "It seems that the murderer who killed my junior brother is far away in the sky and is close to him."

"He does evil and does evil, and he will not be willing to die." Chen Fei said word by word.

"Amitabha, even if my junior brother is wrong, the affairs of Buddhism should be left to the Buddhist sect to solve them themselves."

"I have given you a chance, but you missed it yourself. So I can only do it myself."

"Does the donor know the consequences of doing so?"

"Haha, you don't have to threaten me."

"For several years, on this pure land on earth, everyone who dares to kill Buddhist monks will pay a heavy price."

"I only do what I think is right, this is a promise between me and my mentor before going down the mountain."

"I dare to ask why the donor is?"

"It's inconvenient to disclose."

"I heard that the wind and cranes were heard on the Shu Mountain recently. A young man surnamed Chen went down to Tianshan with one sword, swearing to use his sword to break into the world, practice the way for heaven, and spread Taoist teachings."

"So you knew it early in the morning."

"There is no airtight wall in the world."

"Then what else can I say."

"I want to warn the donor, of course, it's just a warning now, and what will happen in the future is not certain."

"I want to hear what you're going to say."

"Our Buddhist sect will not allow the people's beliefs to be shaken, nor will anyone allow them to act recklessly within their jurisdiction. If the donor is obsessed with it, Lingyin Temple and Jingtan will not sit idly by."

"So that's it. When I observe you, you are also taking the opportunity to observe me."

"We don't want to be enemies with you without taking action, but unfortunately..."

"Do you think I'll be afraid if there are many people in the Buddhist sect?"

"Haha, the donor's idea is too naive. Not to mention the master of the Pure Order, or the messenger of Lingyin Temple, it is not something that the donor can deal with alone."

"I still say the same thing, just do what I think is right!"

"Amitabha, I have to choose this, whether to listen or not, whether to put down my butcher's knife and become a Buddha, or to be obsessed with making a big mistake, I have to choose the donor himself. I am just a message to admit it."

"You are also passing the message?" Chen Fei was shocked and thought to himself: Could it be that the real master has arrived? Otherwise, who would be the host who passed it?

"Amitabha." The host of Huayan Temple narrowed his eyes, "That's all, whether to listen or not is on the donor himself, and what he should do is on the donor himself. Just ask the donor to remember the words of my monk today. If the same thing happens for the second time, the masters of the Buddha Sect will not sit idly by."

Then, as if he was deliberately increasing his tone, the host shook his sleeves and said, "Send out the guest!" He was completely gone without the politeness he had when he was the previous time.

The two old monks in corsets walked up to Chen Fei, with a fierce momentum and the meaning was self-evident. It is not difficult to see from the changes in their attitudes before and after that, the death of Monk Changzang made the Buddha Sect very angry.

Chen Fei bowed and said, "Goodbye."

The old monk sent Chen Fei to the door, and when he went out by himself, he closed the door heavily. Chen Fei was not unhappy about it, but he only appeared on a familiar face not far away, which made a strange feeling in his heart.

Monk Jingling? It’s him again!

"Amitabha, I heard that the host invited Donor Chen to the temple. The little monk was waiting here early in the morning." Monk Jingling came up with a smile.

Chen Fei stared at him without turning his eyes and said, "Master is waiting for you?"

"I'm not hiding the donor Chen, the little monk wants to ask the donor for some advice." Monk Jingling walked to a position shoulder to shoulder with Chen Fei.

"But it's okay." Chen Fei resisted him a little, but could not show it clearly.

Every move and every look of Monk Jingling was very normal, but it was because it was too normal that it seemed even more weird.

"Let's talk while walking." Monk Jingling and Chen Fei walked together.

Chen Fei was a little confused about his mysterious appearance and wanted to ask, but he was led out of Huayan Temple and into the woods. He continued to move forward, crossed a steep slope, and saw a slightly injured young deer behind a thick tree trunk.

The young deer was lying under the tree, her right leg was wrapped around cotton gauze, and the blood stains came out, and it was so big. Monk Jingling sat down: "This young deer was discovered by the little monk when he walked back that night. At that time, it was hit by the fallen tree branch, and its bones were broken and unable to move. The little monk wanted to help it, but unfortunately he was not proficient in medical principles, so he could only bandage it, but he was unable to tie the bones for it for a long time."

Chen Fei was puzzled: "Master Jingling, why don't you go to the temple to find someone to help?"

Monk Jingling touched the deer's forehead lovingly, and the other party obediently stroked him: "I am a wandering monk, and I am not popular in Huayan Temple. It is even more impossible to ask them to help me accumulate my merits."

"Then how do you judge that I have the ability to heal it?"

"Amitabha, the little monk also had the idea of ​​giving it a try. After all, the Taoist sect is good at refining alchemy and is famous for treating diseases. In comparison, our Buddhist sect rarely gets sick, is injured, and treats diseases and saves people because of its practice. It is learned to solve the real problems encountered by the people, and it is pale in comparison with the Taoist sect."

"So that's it." Chen Fei saw his tranquil expression, not like making a false statement, thinking that if it was an ambush, it would be the best time to attack the temple just now. There is no need to lead himself into the woods to see the deer's injuries, so as to determine whether he was lying.

He squatted down and invited Monk Jingling to the side: "Let me take a look."

"Amitabha Buddha travels all over the world, wherever he goes, he is the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

"So that's it, the Master is indeed boundless in Buddhism."

"The donor is praised." As soon as his words changed, Monk Jingling asked back: "Donor Chen, I have something unknown in my heart. I want to ask the donor for advice."

"Master, please speak."

"The so-called journey of thousands of miles begins with a single step. If a young monk walks to Lingshan in Shu and turns it into the pure land under my feet, will Taoism interfere?"

Chen Fei's heart was shocked, and he looked at the other person with his eyes fixedly. Seeing that the monk Jingling clasped his hands together, his eyebrows were straight, and he faced himself calmly without any hesitation. He replied: "Whether the master believes or not, the thousands of mountains in Shu will never become the Pure Land of Buddhism?"

“Why?”

"Because people on the mountain often have heroic postures, they will not worship Buddha again."

"So the donor thinks that Buddha is not as good as immortals?"

"I am forgiving, judging from the situation of Huayan Temple, the Buddhist sect and the rulers are all in a group that rule people. Ordinary people are more afraid of Buddha and seeking Buddha than believe in Buddha or worship Buddha. Fear is only because of its strength, and the person seeking help can be transformed at will. Whoever gives them benefits will believe in whom they believe in, and how can they say that they believe in.

Immortals are different. Cultivating immortals is a pursuit, and it is the ultimate desire of a small number of people in the world for the world. As long as this dream is there, there are fairy mountains everywhere in the world."

Chen Fei's words were not thought of when he was in Cuilanxuan three days ago. Today, when facing monk Jingling, when he heard his "wherever he went, he was bold remarks from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss", he suddenly felt emotion. The Buddhists became true, good, and beautiful in the asceticism in the midst of asceticism. To put it bluntly, they were selfish, and they practiced asceticism in order to achieve their own goals. The Taoist sect is different. Tao is a kind of faith and the world's exploration of the ultimate realm. As long as people with this spirit of exploration, they can believe in Taoism and enter Taoism, and they are people in Taoism.

This time it was Monk Jingling's turn to remain silent, and his thick and thick eyebrows slightly frowned. This was the first time that Chen Fei saw his expression change when he saw so many times.

After a long time, he clasped his hands and said, "In the Pure Land of Bliss, all the wishes of the world can come true."

"Haha, if I understand correctly, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss that the master mentioned should be the Pure Land in his heart. Can people survive by relying on the fantasy of the spiritual world?"

"Amitabha Buddha, if there is a Buddha in his heart, then the Buddha will always accompany him; if there is a Pure Land in his heart, then there is a Pure Land everywhere in the world."

“The master did not answer my question positively.”
Chapter completed!