My brother is so stable

The real Yuding said: "The poor way cultivates the heart, which is a place that the way of heaven can't touch. The way of heaven can deduce the three thousand ways, but it can't deduce the hearts of all living beings.

Even mortals are whimsical, and can also construct a world of eccentricity.

No matter how much calculation power the Heavenly Dao has, it is also unable to calculate what all living beings think in their hearts. He can only forcibly give thoughts and erase them, that's all. "

Taiyi and Yang Jian nodded at the same time.

At this moment, there seemed to be no generational gap between them.

They sat in the golden light cave of Qianyuan Mountain and listened to the story of "Uncle Chang'an" told by real person Yuding.

……

"Um"

Lingshan, the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

The lord of Buddhism sat quietly on the throne, the tens of feet high golden body exuded a gentle light, and against the sound of wooden fish and chanting sutras, it looked extraordinarily solemn.

And in the center of the golden body, similar to the mustard seed universe, there is a small house.

Daoist Duobao is sitting in the pile of treasures at this moment, calculating how much spiritual treasure he spent in casting this big golden body, and thinking about how to lead Buddhism to prosperity in the future.

They come, the security.

Although he has been the leader for some years, he has arranged the Lingshan in an orderly manner, and the reputation of the Buddha is getting louder and louder in the world.

But all in all, it's still somewhat uncomfortable.

Duobao didn't know whether it was the uncle's mana or the power of heaven that was always affecting his Dao Xin, making him almost extinction of emotion and nature at times, leaving only his Dao nature.

It should be the power of heaven.

To put it bluntly, Duobao is actually just a "Lingbao man". If someone else sits in this position, the effect may be worse, but it is not irreplaceable.

Duobao smiled wryly, drew a 'Shui Ning Xianlan Mirror', and looked at himself in the mirror.

Baoxiang is dignified, with curly hair, a fat body, and enlarged earlobes.

"Oh," Duobao sighed.

It's really not as chic as it used to be.

I don't know what the master's situation is now, and whether the surviving brothers and sisters suffered a disaster in the three thousand worlds.

He will cooperate and agree to come to the West to teach and seize power. In fact, it was Laojun's promise that he would take care of Huo Ling and the others...

Over the years, Duobao has been thinking that if he can have half of Chang Geng's strategy and half of his understanding of Dao, maybe he can have one more saint killer instead of the "stealing family" taught by the West.

uninteresting.

Now that he is here, the dharma body cannot be moved, and the main body cannot be moved. It is like a facade of Buddhism, and it can be regarded as the pillar of Buddhism today.

Now that the sage is not out, and the Renjiao Senior Brother Xuandu and Junior Brother Chang Geng have left the world, Duobao is indeed one of the strongest masters, and his strength is still higher than those old masters.

It is indeed a good arrangement to have him guarding the Buddhist temple.

In the final analysis, Daozu didn't pay attention to him as an anti-heaven at all.

'Oh, Chang Geng. '

Duobao sighed softly, and was just about to sleep for a while, when he saw two figures coming hand in hand from outside the hall.

It is Manjusri and Cihang who are the two 'junior younger brothers and younger sisters'.

Now, they are Bodhisattva masters in charge of educational affairs, and they are also celebrities who are gradually becoming famous in the prehistoric world.

Duobao cheered up and raised his Dharma body. The golden body tens of feet high was shining brightly, and his eyes were slowly half-opened.

Manjusri and Cihang entered the hall, slightly disturbing the frequency of the monks knocking on the wooden fish.

Manjusri bowed his head and saluted: "I pay homage to the Buddha."

Duobao said slowly, "What's the matter?"

"Buddha," Manjusri said, "now there are many monasteries in Wubuzhou, Xiniu Hezhou is full of temples, and there are countless creatures who have worshiped under my Buddhism.

Today, Buddhist precepts are inherited from Western religions. Although there are additions, they are already quite insufficient.

We drew up the regulations for the new Buddhist precepts, and asked the Buddha to read them. "

After speaking, Manjusri slowly pushed a scroll towards Duobao, and it landed in the palm of Dharmakaya.

Taoist Duobao took a few glances and felt that although there are many precepts, they are not a bad thing; if they can restrain Buddhist disciples, there will be less turmoil in the world in the future.

He said: "Promote it according to the Dashi's method."

Manjusri smiled and said, "Follow the Buddha's decree."

Cihang said again: "Buddha, although there are many Buddhist temples in Nanbuzhou today, these temples cannot enter the prosperous place in Nanzhou, and Buddhism is often spread among ordinary people, so it is often biased and inaccurate.

It is better to choose one or two eminent monks to spread Mahayana Buddhism in Nanzhou, so as to protect the teaching movement and save all sentient beings. "

"This matter is quite good," Duo Bao said warmly, "then Master Guanyin will be in charge."

Cihang hesitated to speak immediately.

Whoever asks the question will solve it?

This is done by the shopkeeper.

Duobao also felt a little embarrassed, a little stream of light condensed from the palm of the dharma body, turned into a few emerald green branches, and fell into the jade bottle held in Cihang's palm.

Acquired spiritual roots, willow branches.

After giving some benefits, and then arranging the officers, it is somewhat emboldened.

Cihang didn't want to say much, so he saluted and accepted orders, and suddenly remembered the matter of receiving and leading the sage's voice before, and said:

"Buddha, why don't you give the poor monk one or two helpers."

Duobao asked, "What kind of helper would you like to use?"

"Recently, it has been widely rumored in Lingshan that there are precious lights shining in the golden lotus pond..."

Before Cihang finished speaking, a golden light flew out from between the eyebrows of the Buddha statue, and the dharma body instantly turned into a size of ten feet, sitting on the golden lotus platform, and appeared in front of Cihang.

A wave of majesty swayed away, and was then hidden by Duobao.