Chapter 3401

"Exquisite Leaf Scripture?"

When the old monk heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. The razor in his hand trembled even more. A series of words came out of his mouth that Xiao Hua didn't understand, the same tone as when he was praying.

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, "Elder, I came from the Hidden Immortal Continent, so I don't understand the language of the Pure Land World. Elder, if you have anything to say, please speak slowly!"

"Namo Maitreya Buddha …" The old monk let out a long breath and respectfully asked, "This poor monk is really overjoyed!

I lost my calm for a moment and let Buddha Lord laugh at me.

Although my Exquisite Leaf Temple is waiting for the arrival of the Buddha Lord, and at the same time, we also prepared all the Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist secret techniques for the Buddha Lord, and even offered Sariras as offerings, but … the Exquisite Leaf Scripture that the Buddha Lord cultivates is not included!

The name of this Buddhist scripture is not even recorded in the Buddhist scriptures of the Pure Land World. It is only passed down by word of mouth in my Exquisite Leaf Temple. The Buddha Lord has nine lifetimes of fate to be able to practice this Buddhist scripture, so naturally, he is indeed the Buddha Lord that my Exquisite Leaf Temple is waiting for. "

The old monk paused for a moment and took a deep breath as if he was calming himself down. Then, he said, "Buddha Lord, you have such an opportunity to cultivate Buddha's Sarira before shaving your head. But how can a Sarira shave your head?

What?

Buddha … Buddha … Buddha Sariras?? "

Until now, the old monk was shocked as if he had just woken up from a dream. His shriveled lips trembled violently, and he could no longer hold the razor in his hand. He loosened his grip, and the razor fell to the ground.

Xiao Hua raised his hand, and the razor floated up, flying back to the old monk's hand.

Then, a string of words that Xiao Hua couldn't understand came out of the old monk's mouth. While speaking, the old monk knelt on the praying mat and kowtowed several times. Looking at the old monk's ecstatic appearance, Xiao Hua's heart was both proud and happy. He was willing to bring hope to the old man, no matter how big or small.

Seeing that the incense on the incense table was about to go out, Xiao Hua hurriedly reminded, "Elder, the nine incense sticks in front of the Buddha are about to go out …"

"It's fine!"

The old monk said in a relaxed manner, "I was worried before the hot spring. I was even prepared to shave Lord Buddha's head before the candles went out. But now I have to shave Buddha's Sarira. Such earthly incense is no longer worthy. Let it burn out slowly!

This is all Buddha's arrangement! "

As if he was afraid that Xiao Hua didn't understand, the old monk explained, "The razors of the secular world, the incense sticks of the secular world, they are all used to shave the body of a mortal. To shave the body of a true Buddha's śarīra, that is something that only the eminent monks who have saved the Buddha's fruit, and even our Buddha has the qualifications to do. The incense sticks are definitely the colored glaze fragrant oil of our Buddha's Thunderclap Temple, and the razors are also the Severing Mundane Silk of our Buddha's Thunderclap Temple.

Alas, this is all recorded in the Buddhist Sect's ancient books. How many people are able to cultivate Buddha's sarira?

Since he had cultivated the Buddha's sarira, how could he not have shaved his head?

Compared to shaving one's body, shaving one's head for a Buddha's sarira … surpasses how much. Lord Buddha has already abandoned his body before entering our Buddhist Sect. This is truly worthy of celebration! "

"This …" Hearing this, Xiao Hua really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was just being lazy and avoiding it, but it actually coincided with some of the Buddhist Sect's secrets. He rubbed his nose. He really wanted to tell the old monk that whether it was shaving one's head with a Buddha's sarira or shaving one's body, they were both just shaving. Buddhism equalized all living things, so Buddha's sarira and the body should also be equal.

Unfortunately, Xiao Hua couldn't say this to the old monk who was a bit flustered. He could only wait until the old monk calmed down a bit. Or perhaps he wouldn't have the chance to say this to the old monk in this lifetime.

This time it took longer than last time. Only then did the old monk's words become orderly, "Lord Buddha, if that's the case, Lord Buddha's shave should actually be done in the Thunderclap Temple and personally presided over by the current Lord Buddha.

Disciple's cultivation is shallow. If I were to shave Lord Buddha's head, I'm afraid I would provoke Lord Buddha's displeasure and affect Lord Buddha's cultivation! "

"No matter ~" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "I know the Thunderclap Temple, but the Thunderclap Temple doesn't know me.

I want to go find Lord Buddha, but Lord Buddha doesn't want to find me!

If I can't shave my head because of this and affect my cultivation, Elder, wouldn't Lord Buddha punish you even more? "

"Hehe, Lord Buddha's words are reasonable!"

The old monk faintly smiled, "My Tantric Sect … and the future Lord Buddha and the Thunderclap Temple are all Buddhist Sect branches, but after all … forget it, disciple won't say anymore. Disciple is now bold enough to shave Lord Buddha's head. Disciple naturally received good karma because of this. It's extremely beneficial to disciple's cultivation in the next life. Disciple thanks Lord Buddha for the gift!"

After saying that, the old monk respectfully bowed to Xiao Hua again. Xiao Hua smiled and raised his hand to help the old monk up, saying, "Elder has been cultivating bitterly here for a hundred years. Now is the time for this seat to repay you. This is what Elder should have received!

If possible, this seat is willing to bring this honor to all the branches of Xiaolinglong Temple! "

"Disciple represents my Xiaolinglong Temple to thank Lord Buddha for the gift!"

The old monk was overjoyed, trembling with joy, "Originally, disciple wanted to tell Lord Buddha clearly after Lord Buddha's head shave. Now that Lord Buddha has already refined Buddha's sarira, Lord Buddha only needs to use the sarira in the Buddha's head hall of my Xiaolinglong Temple. That will be the glory of my Xiaolinglong Temple!"

"What??"

Xiao Hua was shocked, almost inconceivably saying, "Refining … refining your sarira is a gift to you?

Is this the glory you've been waiting for? "

"That's right!

It's exactly so.

Lord Buddha only needs to integrate these sarira into Lord Buddha's sarira. That will be the greatest gift to us! "

The old monk was very sure, "After disciple shave Lord Buddha's head, disciple will go to the west. Lord Buddha, please cremate disciple's remains and use the sarira inside.

Disciple can wait for Lord Buddha in this life, help Lord Buddha shave Lord Buddha's head, and then integrate the sarira with Lord Buddha's sarira. Lord Buddha's Buddha's light will be able to refine disciple's karma. Disciple will definitely be able to achieve Buddha's fruit with a karmic and unobstructed heart after reincarnation. "

"So that's how it is!"

Xiao Hua somewhat understood, but he still hesitated, "This seat has never read Buddhist scriptures. Previously, I have also seen the cultivation method of the Great Strength Vajra Dharma Body. It is a selfish act of swallowing other people's sarira to strengthen oneself. Could it be that this seat's Buddha's sarira is different from this cruel cultivation method?"

"Naturally, there is an essential difference!"

The old monk smiled and explained, "Lord Buddha only needs to look at the Buddhist scriptures at the side of the main hall to know the specifics.

The Great Strength Vajra Dharma Body is to cultivate the position of our Buddhist protector. It only borrows the power of the sarira and does not eliminate the karma of the sarira.

Disciple doesn't know how much Lord Buddha knows about our Buddhist sect's Buddha fruits. Jialan, Venerable, Heavenly King, Vajra, Arhat, Bodhisattva, and Buddha, these seven kinds of Buddha fruits, except for Bodhisattva and Buddha, which can eliminate the sarira karma and use the supreme power of Buddha's light to help people cultivate in the next life, the other five kinds of Buddha fruits can only borrow power like the Great Strength Vajra Dharma Fruit! "

"Not necessarily ~" Xiao Hua's suspicion immediately arose again. He couldn't help but secretly criticize, "Sarira can help the cultivation of the golden body, this is known by all Buddhist experts. How many senior monks can cultivate Bodhisattva and Buddha?

How many people can know the effect of this sarira?

Eliminating the sarira karma and helping people cultivate in the next life … It may not be their words to scare people! "

However, seeing that this old monk was so pious, Xiao Hua didn't dare to say these words, especially to provoke him.

Of course, Xiao Hua was only suspicious. He didn't study Buddhism and didn't have the secret technique to eliminate the sarira karma. The Buddhist sect is a cultivation path that is on par with the Taoist sect. Who can say that they don't have this kind of magical power to help people cultivate in the next life?

While speaking, the old monk's figure swayed twice, as if he couldn't stand steadily.

"Elder …" Xiao Hua hurriedly supported the old monk and called out.

"Disciple doesn't have much time left in the mortal world!

Lord Buddha, please take pity on disciple and let disciple have the honor of shaving Lord Buddha's sarira into my Tantra … "The old monk hurriedly waved his hand, somewhat out of breath.

"Good ~" Seeing this, Xiao Hua knew that this was already the old monk's last wish. He also didn't dare to be negligent. He patted his forehead, and the sarira came out of his Niwan Palace. When the four chi long golden body held the clear water bottle and dressed in the Ten Thousand Buddha Painting stepped into the air, "Amitabha Buddha, good ~" He chanted the name of Buddha, his face solemn and benevolent.

"Rumble …" The heaven and earth shook, and the wind and clouds changed color. Where the wind and clouds swayed, a fierce wind rose. Wherever the fierce wind passed, the snow that filled the sky was blown into the sky, and the layers of dark clouds in the sky were cut down layer by layer in this fierce wind.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and it was as if there were small holes in the air for thousands of miles around. The seemingly endless power of faith poured out from these small holes, like a waterfall falling from the sky. Tens of thousands of streams surged, and fell toward the inconspicuous little Linglong Temple of the Great Snow Mountain.

"This … this is …" The old monk was shocked again, because as the power of faith fell from the sky, heavenly flowers covered the entire snowy mountain. Fairies wearing flawless heavenly clothes sat cross-legged on the Exquisite Temple, either playing the pipa or softly singing. The sound of nature filled the entire main hall.

One after another, powerful Sky Dragons roared and swam around the Mini Exquisite Temple.

The effect of Nanwu Guanshiyin Bodhisattva in the Longevity Town was too shocking. Under the influence of the Buddhist Sect's disciples, the worship of Guanshiyin spread uncontrollably throughout the entire Hidden Immortal Continent. This pure power of faith should have slowly poured into Xiao Hua's Buddha relic, but because of the innate divine restriction, this power of faith was not collected by Xiao Hua in time, and had already condensed to a very terrifying degree. Now that the Buddha relic suddenly appeared in the Pure Land World, the power of faith naturally gathered together, and its momentum was naturally extraordinary, causing even more strange phenomena!

Previously, when Xiao Hua took out the Buddha relic in the Black Cloud Ridge, the situation appeared like this.

But fortunately, this was the Pure Land World, the Buddhist Sect's mainland. Wherever the Buddha's light shone, there were many people who achieved the Buddha Fruit, and this power of faith was indeed very eye-catching. The monks either knelt down to express their thanks, or rang the bell to celebrate, and no one came to disturb them …

PS: Fellow Daoists, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, adding a chapter today.