Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

"Many treasures in my Kongxiang Temple are lost."

"But please rest assured, Buddha."

"My Kongxiang Temple also has the method of cultivating the power of vows."

"Buddhas can choose at will."

"Even if it is not in the treasury, the 3000 million disciples of my Kongxiang Temple have great wishes and prayers, and they can still make fakes come true."

Chapter 113 Making fakes come true, there are people ahead

"Smelting fakes into real ones?"

Lynch's pupils shrank suddenly.

For others, it is not unusual for the method of Buddhist vows to make great vows and make false ones come true.

After all, it is one of the signature Buddhist supernatural powers of Buddhism, which originated from the two oldest Supreme King Buddhas in Buddhism.

But when it fell into Lin Qi's ears, it was like being struck by lightning, and there was a feeling of seeing the sun behind the clouds and suddenly seeing the light.

He was terrified, but Lynch kept his expression on his face. When he came to a ball of light and shadow, he glanced at the label on the shelf.

Seven Treasures Buddha.

An iconic Buddhist magic weapon.

"If I want this Seven Treasures Stupa."

"How should you give me?"

Lynch fiddled with the void light and shadow carelessly, and asked.

The great monk smiled slightly, and without making a fuss, he sat cross-legged, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and then made a great wish in front of Lynch.

In the next second, the light and shadow that was originally nothingness solidified inch by inch.

In the end, it turned into reality, and the Seven Treasures Buddha shone brightly, making it within reach.

Lynch witnessed with his own eyes an illusory light and shadow just under his nose, being manifested by a piece of Buddhist scriptures, a great wish, made false into reality, and fell into his hands.

He was silent.

He raised his head and looked carefully at the great monk who seemed not blushing or out of breath, as if making a wish was as easy as drinking water, with countless thoughts flickering in his mind.

In the end, he just put down the Seven Treasures Stupa silently and walked forward.

The great monk respectfully followed behind, smiling all over his face, watching Lynch's every move.

As long as Lynch's gaze stays on the light and shadow of a certain jade frame for more than ten seconds.

He immediately recited Buddhist scriptures and made great wishes to make the falsehood come true.

With such means, Lynch became more and more silent.

Finally, Lynch walked through a row of jade racks.

The treasures on the jade frame should have been empty and light, but now many of them have been refined and turned into reality from nothingness.

Precious light shines in all directions, and the rays of light are ten thousand zhang.

It's exciting to see.

But Lynch was not moved, only chilled.

He stopped in his tracks, glanced at the monk who was still looking as usual, suddenly smiled, and patted the monk on the shoulder, "Knowledgeable, good, very good."

"Take all these things."

Lin Qi gave an order, and then asked the monk to take all the treasures that had just been made into real ones, and stepped out of the treasure house.

"Buddha, don't you want to pick some more?"

The great monk was holding many treasures, and while following up, he asked considerately.

"Come here today."

"There is ample time."

"No hurry."

Lynch said without turning his head, and when he passed the meditation room, he suddenly said, "Take these treasures to the Sutra Pavilion and give them to Bajie, and let him watch and reward them."

"Okay, I am a little tired."

"Go."

The great monk was sent away.

Lynch's face was gloomy for an instant, and he stepped into the meditation room, and suddenly erupted in the next second.

"Vald donkey, mess with my Dao heart!"

"Damn it!"

When there was no one around, Lynch finally couldn't bear the pent-up anger in his heart, his eyes were blood red, and he smashed the furniture all over the floor.

"Smelting fakes into real ones is my future path!"

"There is a bald donkey occupying the Buddhist gate early!"

"It just doesn't make sense!"

Lynch was in a state of confusion, unable to hide his panic.

He has the talent of dreaming, blessing to the soul, and creating magical powers such as dream bubbles.

Complacent, thinking that the road ahead is in sight.

In the future, you only need to practice step by step, using dreams and bubbles as the foundation of enlightenment, reflecting the heavens and myriad things, pointing directly to the Dao, and finally refining the fake into reality.

It can create a real universe in the void of dreams.

How strong it can be I don't know.

But I want to come if there is a day of enlightenment.

Outside there is the law of the great universe of heaven and immortals, refining the universe of heaven and earth.

There are dream bubbles created by him in it, which reflect the heavens and make falsehoods come true.

The virtual and the real are superimposed, and the power of the two great universes is added together.

There is no need for any mysterious magic, just the mass of the two big universes can crush the legendary saint of heaven.

What does it mean to prove the way with force?

This is called proving the way with force!

But now Lynch's own practice has just started, and the natal magical illusion, which is regarded as the future path, has not yet completed its transformation, and has encountered a dimensionality reduction blow from Buddhism.

Let me tell you plainly that your way is not unusual.

That's all left over from our Buddhism.

Such a blow made Lynch feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"This path has been occupied by Buddhism."

"This way doesn't work, maybe I have to find another way."

"If you turn around now, there should be time."

Lynch forced himself to calm down, sat cross-legged on the ground, muttered to himself, thinking about other possibilities.

After all, there are still four doors to the innate gods that he has the opportunity to directly point to the avenue in the future.

It's just the four innate gods forbidden by the nine ignorant real fire, the five-color divine light, the wind and thunder wings, and the law of heaven and earth.

Which one should I choose?

Lynch was lost in thought.

This thought lasted three days and three nights.

……

On the other side, Bodhidharma, who had been silently watching Lin Qiku, saw Lin Qiku sitting in the meditation room thinking about the way forward, and said to the golden body Bodhisattva and golden body arhat present here thoughtfully.

"Buddhist enlightenment, this is a major event for my Buddhist sect, don't take it lightly."

"Let's go and fetch the bodhi tree to help the Buddha realize the Tao."

"In addition, we should also recite the Diamond Sutra to enlighten the Buddha and protect the Dharma."

"To prevent external demons from causing trouble."

"Amitabha, it should be so."

All the bodhisattvas and arhats smiled and bowed their heads, doing good deeds like a stream.

So soon, a great monk went to fetch the legendary Enlightenment Tree: Bodhi Tree, and put it outside Lynch's meditation room.

In the deep courtyard, an emerald green bodhi plant spreads out, and a bluish light falls, covering the inside and outside of the meditation room.

Then there was a deep voice of the Buddha, accompanied by the radiance of wisdom from the bodhi tree, showing the wisdom of all living beings, flowing out streams of turquoise enlightenment brilliance.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity."

……

The Buddha's voice was empty, and others did not know how Lin Qi felt when he was in it.

But the eyes of other people who saw this treatment turned red with envy.

"Made, is this the way a Buddha is treated?"

"The bodhi tree was moved out, and the monks from the temple recited the Diamond Sutra for him to protect and enlighten him."

"With this kind of treatment, you can say that he is the son of the Buddha, and I will believe it."

"Now I'm beginning to believe that the reason why Kongxiang Temple sacrificed itself for 1 years is actually to teach him the Dharma today."

"Wouldn't this guy be the reincarnation of some great Buddhist monk in his previous life?"

There was a lot of discussion.

Even if you are still firm in your heart, the cultivation method of the Celestial Universe has the superiority of being arrogant to the heavens and the world.

But seeing Lynch treated like this, I still couldn't help being a little jealous.

In the end, I can only comfort myself.

"It's okay, even if he is the Buddha's own son, he will be a great monk if he dies."

"But it can't compare with our future."

"After all, he will continue to be a disciple of Buddha at most in the future."

"But it is possible for us to become immortals."

"Yes."

"Okay, don't discuss it."

"Our Buddha is small-minded."

"He heard you when you turned back, be careful to beat you into the way of animals."

Jian Wuming yelled to stop everyone from discussing, and pointed to the lawlessness and lawlessness tied in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, and once again bowed their heads to read the Buddhist scriptures.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but guess how much luck Lynch could get from the Kongxiang Temple.

Chapter 114 Buddhism is the highest, guide Wang Buddha

Under the Bodhi tree, the monks protect the Dharma.

Lynch pondered for another seven to seven days in the meditation room.

this day.

Lin Qi stepped out of the meditation room, first worshiped the bodhi tree in the courtyard, and then bowed his head slightly to the golden bodhisattvas and arhats hidden in the sky who chanted scriptures and protected the Dharma for him.