Chapter 952

"Benefactor, you are in the way!"

The old Lama is an old man with wrinkles and age spots on his face. He is wearing a bright red Lama suit and holding a broom in his hand. He is sweeping the ground. Looking at his clothes, he is only the lowest Lama in the Potala Palace. When he heard Ding Ning's answer, his muddy old eyes looked at him, and then pointed to his feet with the broom to indicate that he is not standing in a place, In the way of his sweeping.

"Is it in the way or the wrong way?"

There was no sign of spiritual power flowing all over his body. He was just an ordinary old Lama and an ordinary sweeping monk. But if he was ordinary, it was like a bolt from the blue, which made Ding Ning tremble all over.

"There is no right or wrong way. It also depends on how people go. Standing here like you now, it's easy to block other people's way."

The old Lama said with deep meaning.

Ding Ning asked, "what is Tao?"

"There is no Tao in the world, but when more people go, it will naturally become a Tao."

The old Lama replied without raising his head.

"What's your way?"

"Since I was eight years old, I have swept the steps here every morning and evening. Whether it's wind and rain, thunder and lightning, I've never stopped for 70 years. I know every step and texture here like the back of my hand. This is my way."

"What is my way?"

Ding Ning lowered his head and whispered to himself, but he didn't hear an answer for a long time. He subconsciously looked up and saw that there was no trace of the old Lama.

When did you leave?

Ding Ning blinked in confusion. Suddenly he saw a young Lama cleaning the steps. He immediately went up and asked, "master, please ask, where is the teacher who swept the floor here just now?"

"What sweeping teacher? Zabu and I have always been responsible for cleaning here."

The young Lama blinked suspiciously and pointed to the Lama a few years older sweeping the floor on the other side, indicating that it was zabu.

"It's impossible. Just now there was an old Lama sweeping the floor here and talking to me."

Ding Ning was so surprised that he grabbed his wrist and said.

"Benefactor, you have been standing here in a daze for more than half an hour and talking to yourself there. Where is the old Lama!"

The young Lama hurriedly broke away from his hand and looked at him with nervous vigilance.

"Ah!"

Ding Ning was surprised and asked in a slow voice: "don't you have an old Lama in charge of sweeping the floor in the Potala Palace? He just told me that he has been sweeping the floor here for 70 years."

"Are you crazy? Nonsense? I'm timid. Don't scare me. Here are all our young lamas sweeping the floor. Where did the old lamas come from? Just go quickly if you have nothing to do. It's getting dark. Don't make trouble here!"

The young Lama's courage seemed really small. With his dark face red from the plateau, he rose red and shouted angrily.

"Sanger, what's the matter?"

Zabu heard the roar of the young Lama and quickly walked over and asked.

"Elder martial brother zabu, this man is insane. It's clear that no one has come here for a long time. He insisted that an old Lama was sweeping the floor and chatting with him just now."

Sanger complained to zabu like a wronged child: "he also scared me that the old Lama has been sweeping the floor here for 70 years."

Zab's eyes suddenly changed, but soon recovered calm. Sanger didn't find it, but he didn't escape Ding Ning's eyes. It seems that Zab knows something.

"Benefactor, it's getting late. We're going to close the temple door. It's hard to go down the mountain later. Please go back!"

Zabu bowed slightly. Although his tone was very polite, he ordered him to leave.

Ding Ning took a deep look at him, and a smile floated around his mouth: "OK, I won't disturb you. I'll visit the Potala Palace another day."

With that, Ding Ning turned and left without hesitation, but God consciousness noticed that zabu seemed to be a little relieved.

"Elder martial brother zabu, when do you think we can practice Buddhism? We just sweep the floor all day. We're bored to death."

Sanger was relieved to see that dingning, a psychopath, had not been entangled, and whispered to zabu.

"What's wrong with sweeping the floor? Sweeping the floor is also a kind of practice. Your understanding of Buddhism is still too simple."

Zab whispered and gently taught.

"What kind of practice is sweeping the floor? You know how to fool me."

Sanger retorted unconvinced.

"You have no wisdom, no wonder you can't understand."

Zabu shook his head helplessly and said, "there was a lotus living Buddha who silently swept seven here..."

"What lotus life Buddha? Why haven't I heard of it? Elder martial brother zabu, tell me about it."

Seeing zabu suddenly shut up, Sanger asked curiously.

Zabu looked around and saw that no one had noticed him. He was relieved. He whispered a stern warning: "don't ask again. It's a taboo. I heard master slip his tongue once."

"Elder martial brother zabu, don't you know me? My mouth is tight. Just tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone."

Sanger swore and swore. Zabu looked around with vigilance and said, "I tell you, you can't tell anyone!"

"I promise, if I dare to divulge it, it will drive me to death and never enter reincarnation."

Sanger clapped his chest and swore.

Zabu's face showed a look of thinking: "if it weren't for the young man who said he saw an old Lama who claimed to sweep the land for 70 years, I wouldn't remember this lotus living Buddha, but it was hundreds of years ago. What the young man saw certainly wouldn't be the lotus living Buddha."

"Is it true that someone has swept the land here for seventy years?"

Sanger opened his mouth in amazement and asked in surprise.

"Yes, that Liansheng was an orphan picked up by a guru in the Potala Palace. No one knows his origin. The guru reincarnated when Liansheng was eight years old. Liansheng was not covered and did not show any wisdom. The guru in charge of the things in the temple assigned him as a handyman and asked him to clean the steps in front of the temple twice a day in the morning and evening. This sweep is 70 years."

Zabu's face showed a look of worship: "but no one thought that Liansheng was a living Buddha. Although he was unknown all his life, he suddenly realized that he was born with lotus step by step and rose with rosy clouds after sweeping the ground for 70 years!"

"Lift Xia to rise? Isn't it reincarnation?"

Sanger exclaimed, puzzled.

"It's not reincarnation. If it's reincarnation, it's bound to leave his Buddhist temple. According to master, many people witnessed with their own eyes that there were bursts of Sanskrit in the sky at that time. The lotus living Buddha radiated thousands of light around him, which made people dare not look directly at him. Step by step, the lotus walked to the void step by step until he disappeared into the sky, and the road to heaven composed of countless Golden Lotus gradually dissipated."

Zabu smashed his mouth with envy: "Although everyone says that death is reincarnation, in fact, everyone knows that death is death. The feelings of hard cultivation and the truth of heaven and earth are also turned into relic under the burning fire. Even if there is a spirit child reincarnation, it only inherits those feelings, but can not inherit the memory. No matter how self deception says reincarnation, but the spirit after reincarnation It is an indisputable fact that Tong is no longer the original person. Where is like the rising clouds of the lotus living Buddha, that is the real living Buddha. "

"That's awesome, but don't you think it's strange, elder martial brother zabu? The lotus life Buddha is so powerful. Why is it forbidden to mention it in our Potala Palace?"

Sanger was obsessed with smashing it and smashing its mouth. It was he who wished he could lift Xia up, but after all, he was young and had a lively mind. He soon thought of the irrationality.

"Because Liansheng is a demon!"

Zabu's face showed a palpitation, "After he left the Potala Palace, the temple doubted whether he had secretly practiced the supreme Dharma, so he went to his monk's house to look for it. However, he saw a message handwritten by him. He claimed to be a human demon and killed countless people in his life. He took advantage of the Dharma to understand and reincarnate. After 78 years, he finally became a magic Buddha. In order to thank me for collecting and preaching the Dharma, he combined it with the two ways of magic Buddha One of our cultivation skills is left in the temple. Our Buddhist holy land has become a place for the devil's perception. If it were you, would you dare to publicize it? "

"Demons? Are there really demons in this world?"

Sanger opened his mouth in horror and swallowed hard.

"I also heard what master said. I don't know."

Zab finished saying that and warned severely again, "remember, don't say it, you know?"

"Don't worry. I know the importance of the reputation of our Potala Palace."

Sanger hurriedly promised, and then turned his eyes: "elder martial brother zabu, didn't the lotus born demon Buddha leave a cultivation method? Why don't people in our temple practice?"

"It's not that you don't practice, but that you can't and dare not practice. Before you practice that magic skill, you must practice a Buddhist dharma called Bodhi Heart formula to build a foundation!"

Zabu said reluctantly, but he didn't know that Ding Ning, who was eavesdropping, was shocked all over, and his eyes burst out in horror. It was actually the Bodhi Heart formula? How is this possible?

"Bodhi Heart formula? Why haven't I heard of this dharma?"

Sanger thought for a moment and asked suspiciously.

"Of course you haven't heard of it. It's the practice of Zen Buddhism, not our Esoteric Buddhism. Later, a guru tried every means to get the Bodhi Heart formula from Zen Try to practice, but it doesn't have any effect at all. Not only the cultivation is slow, it's difficult to increase the cultivation, but also it's only the function of meditation and concentration. Many people have practiced, but they can't enter it all the time, let alone cultivate the magic skill. Therefore, everyone thinks that Liansheng magic Buddha is fooling us. Magic, where is there such a kind heart? "

Zabu shook his head in frustration. He knew Sanger's mind, but so what? He also tried to practice Bodhi Heart formula, but it didn't work.

Ding Ning showed a thoughtful look. Most people's practice of Bodhi Heart formula is really as difficult as zabu said, including his own feeling at the beginning of practice. If his father hadn't insisted on his practice, he would have changed to others.

It was not until the stone man was activated and opened the upper three orifices and the double-sided Buddha appeared that the cultivation of Bodhi Heart determination was rapid, and he also learned the great Buddhist magic power of great mercy palm.

Liansheng demon Buddha takes a road that has never been taken by his predecessors. Reincarnation and re cultivation with a demon body shows that he preserves the memory of his previous life. Therefore, the cultivation skills he created can be cultivated based on his innate divine soul, which is probably what Liansheng ignores.

Ding Ning recalled carefully and soon found the reason why ordinary people could not practice the Bodhi Heart formula. You know, after the birth of the double faced Buddha, the Bodhi Heart formula gradually showed its magic and could be arbitrarily transformed into energy of any attribute. This is probably the most precious place of the Bodhi Heart formula.