"What do the donor has the first time to come, what sense do you have about this Buddhist sect?"

The monk Fa Dai asked with a smile. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was just a fool. He hadn't said anything yet. This guy could say a lot of things. Such people were either born geniuses who studied Buddhism or were just idiots who wanted to cling to the thighs of Buddhism. Naturally, he tended to the latter. After all, where is the genius so easy to encounter?

For such a person, he only needs a little guidance to let him fall into the quagmire of faith, become a Buddhist believer in minutes, and then go to the Wuhu master for some reason to educate him. In minutes, he can be transformed into a monk from the Western Continent and follow him wholeheartedly.

"Buddhism is very good, but there are fewer nuns."

Li Xiaobai said seriously.

"Amitabha, everything in the world has its own destiny. In comparison, most of the male disciples are. Most female donors cannot overcome the hurdle in their hearts, and the Buddha will not force them."

The monk Fa Dai clasped his hands together and spoke slowly.

"The Buddhist disciples also have a little hair."

Li Xiaobai continued.

"Amitabha, as the saying goes, the three thousand troubles are gone, this is a step that my Buddhist disciples must go through."

The Fa Dai monk's eyes were a little weird. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him would actually say such two idiotic questions. It seemed that he still looked down on the other party a little.

Li Xiaobai: "And you can't eat meat and drink wine."

"Amitabha, good, good, donor, as a Buddhist disciple, must abide by the rules and precepts, and he will never dare to go beyond the line."

The Dharma Aid hurriedly recited the Buddha's name and made a confession.

"Master, this is your fault. Buddhist disciples are transcendent in their hearts and nature, and they pursue enlightenment and Buddha nature. They have long reached the state of seeing mountains that are not mountains and water that are not water. How can they be attached to external images?"

"A disciple who truly has the ability to cultivate is as long as he has a Buddha in his heart, no matter what he does, he is a Buddhist disciple. As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart. Monks must have great courage. Master, you are attached to the appearance!"

Li Xiaobai shook his head and said, with a hint of contempt for the monk Fa Dai in his eyes, as if the other party was not a real Buddhist monk.

Seeing this scene, Fa Dai was stunned for a moment, then his face turned slightly red, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. He was a Buddhist monk and had a great status in the temple. Who would not be able to respect him as Senior Brother Fa Dai or Uncle Fa Dai?

Today, I was despised by a junior in Buddhism. This is an unprecedented experience!

A young man with a stinky breast, who was so sarcastic that he discussed Buddhism with him?

It's simply a big deal!

"Amitabha, donor, everything has rules. Without rules, you cannot be in a square or round. Abiding by the Buddhist rules and precepts is the virtue in the hearts of monks. It is not like being attached to the appearance as the donor said. If everyone is really unrestrained, wouldn't this world be in chaos?"

"If you lose the rules, let alone the world, even if the one-acre three-point land of the poor monk is probably going to be in chaos."

Fa Dai still said happily, but the sound became much colder.

"Master, even Buddhist disciples need the word "rules" to restrain them. Living in the framework only means that their mind and nature are not yet well-behaved. Are there any differences between such monks and ordinary monks like us?"

"A true monk should be a simple, good and honest person in his heart. Even if he acts casually, he will not be able to surpass himself. Every move is a natural moral benchmark. But according to what Master, you said, there is no big difference between Buddhist disciples and ordinary disciples from the outside world. It is just that the practice of different skills, which really disappoints people."

Li Xiaobai shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that the donor has a deep understanding of Buddhism and has a good understanding. Since this is the case, then I will show my ugly words and show the donor some Buddhist teachings?"

Fa Dai's lungs were about to be blown up, and he scolded him for being obsessed in front of him, a Buddhist monk. This person was really bold and unrestrained.

Li Xiaobai: "Please, Master!"

"Amitabha, I dared to recite the Buddhist scriptures and six-character mantras for the donor!"

“Om!(ō

g)”

Fa Dai's eyes were cold and he didn't do it. He opened his mouth and revealed the six-character mantra, and a trace of Sanskrit sound drifted in the void.

The Buddhist practice in this Dharma Age is even stronger than the Mingde and Mingdao people. After one word is spit out, not only does the light drop from the void, but his body becomes illusory, and his body becomes crystal clear, and he can even see the internal organs in his body.

The eyes of the believers following the surroundings immediately flashed with fanaticism, and they sat on the ground, staring at the monk Fadai with a scorching look on their faces.

Fox Meizi was also shocked by this word and her mind was unstable, and her eyes became a little blurred. Fortunately, she still put Huazi in her mouth in advance, and wisps of smoke dissipated, which made her wake up instantly. When she recalled the scene just now, her mind was trembling. Her pupils contracted and her fearfulness made her lose herself. Just one word made her lose herself. If Huazi was not there, I am afraid that she would be no different from the fanatical believers around her at this moment.

But when she looked at Li Xiaobai, she was stunned. At this moment, Li Xiaobai acted as usual. She did not hold Huazi in her mouth but was not affected by the six-character mantra at all, which made her a little confused. The boss Xi, who could withstand the power of faith alone, was already so strong?

"Donor, how comfortable it is to listen?"

Fa Dai looked at Li Xiaobai who was unshakable, and a trace of solemnity flashed across his face. He was definitely not a good person who could resist the first words without any harm.

"It's intermittent, not very comfortable. Master, I'm not feeling a little bit too hot to save me. I'll read the remaining five words together, don't say I won't give you a chance."

Li Xiaobai carried his hands on his back and said lightly, and the stupid expression of Xiaobai before was wiped out.

"Okay, donor, please listen to me!"

Fa Dai's expression changed. Seeing the other person's appearance, even though he was stupid, he understood that this person was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The only thing he said was just teasing him!

"Well!(ma)"

"Woolen cloth!(

ī)”

“Ba(bēi)”

“Mi(mēi)”

“Hum(hō

g)”

The Dharma Age did not hide its shortcomings. In one breath, the five sounds were chanted in one breath, and the colorful lights in the void continued to come. At the same time, his body was even more illusory, and he could clearly see it in his body. Whenever he recited a word, a organ would emit light, and circles of light curtains spread, covering Li Xiaobai, wrapping it into a silkworm cocoon. This is the power of faith, and the power of faith with extremely high purity. If an ordinary monk was in the world where one of the breaths, he would be saved.

"Donor, I have long realized that you are not an ordinary person, but I never thought that you are really a master. Your strength is indeed extraordinary to be able to withstand the first words. But this is the Buddha's country. I am here to use the six-character mantra and I will be blessed by the power of faith in the Buddha's country. No matter how powerful the donor is, he cannot withstand it!"

Fa Dai sighed, his eyes full of indifference, and the outcome was decided. Foreign monks had no chance of winning in the territory of the Buddha Kingdom. This is the territory of monks, and they are blessed by faith in every move, which is several times stronger than in the outside world.

But after a few breaths, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Widths of smoke shone out from the cocoon and lingered on the tips of everyone's noses.

For a moment, he felt refreshed and his internal organs were washed, and he couldn't help but feel shocked: "What is this?"
Chapter completed!