Chapter 1536: Adapting Only
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Buddhist Sect
The Buddha looked at the monk kneeling on the ground, his heart a little conflicted. A thought rose in his mind, just like weeds that could not be eradicated. When the tender shoots appeared from the soil, the roots under the ground were already very firm.
Especially after hearing the monk explain the strange space of the monkey in detail, how could the Buddha have any clear mirror platform in his heart?
“Why didn’t you invite him in?”
the Buddha asked.
“He said that he didn’t want to come, so how could disciple make things difficult for him?”
The Buddha nodded, “That’s right, the disciples of the Buddhist Sect especially cannot force others to make things difficult for them.”
As he said this, the Buddha’s face subtly changed. He had cultivated for ten thousand years, and even he himself did not understand why this matter would cause a devil to appear in his heart.
“We’ve always been saying these four words, prostrating ourselves in front of Kindness.”
After a moment of silence, the Buddha continued, “But, sometimes we are always separated, and when there is separation, there is injury … “Sometimes, our injuries are unintentional. Sometimes, our injuries are intentional. Let’s not talk about unintentional injuries for now. Today, I want to talk to you about unintentional injuries.”
The monk frowned, “A intentional injury is the demonic path.”
“What if …”
The Buddha said with a swaying voice: “I mean, there is no absolute in the world. What if it is out of kindness?”
The monk replied, “Master once said, between saving a person and saving a thousand people, which one has the greater merits, disciple remembers very clearly. Master said, no matter if it’s one person or ten thousand people, merits are the same. As long as you save a life, if you intentionally hurerson for the sake of the so-called greater good will, I’m afraid … It can’t be considered as doing good. ”
The face of the Buddha became somewhat gloomy, and she was silent for a very long time.
“One versus three, one versus five, one versuundred, one versus a trillion?”
the Buddha asked.
The monk didn’t know how to reply.
Although the Buddhist Sect previously said that there was no point in being kind, if a single human life could be exchanged for the lives of billions, then the choice was already obvious. The monk already had an answer in his heart.
“If sacrificing one’s life from disciple can save hundreds of millions of lives, disciple is willing, even if it is sacrificing one person from saving another, disciple is willing … But, the prerequisite for this was to be willing. Disciple is willing because disciple has received the enlightenment and guidance of master. Disciple is told that people of the Buddhist Sect are born for good … However, even if we sacrifice one person to save billions of people, we can’t force others to accept it. We can choose to sacrifice ourselves, but there’s no reason for us to force others to accept it. ”
The Buddha nodded: “You will remember everything I said.”
“Disciple dares not forget.”
“Go back.”
The Buddha smiled, and a dim light flashed in her eyes.
Rest well. Tomorrow, I will bring you to see something that the Buddhist Sect has been preparing for so many years. Only I know about it, and it can be considered as having received enlightenment from previous generations of Buddhas.
“Disciple believes that no matter what I’ve seen, I will never change my mind. Self-sacrifice is the responsibility of the disciples of the Buddhist Sect. If they let someone else sacrifice themselves without their consent, that is not the Buddhist Sect’s purpose, not its meaning.”
The Buddha frowned, unable to suppress her emotions. She waved her hand in disgust, “Go back and rest first.”
The monk stood up, clasped his hands, bowed and left.
He didn’t know why his Master looked a little different today. His eyes flickered, as if he was hiding something that he didn’t want to tell others. His Master had never been that kind of person.
He would rather believe that he had seen wrongly than to believe that it was true. Master was the Buddha who would never be wrong, the Buddha who would never have a dark side, the light of eternity.
This was the first time in history that he was unable to meditate. To the people of the Buddhist Sect, meditating was the easiest thing to do because this was their fundamental skill. However, as the supreme leader of the Buddhist Sect, he could not calm down at all … Back and forth, his mind was filled with what the monk had said before.
One moment it was a space for monkeys to mutate, the next moment they couldn’t force others …
“I want to save him!”
The Buddha suddenly shook his hand, and all the scriptures on the table not far away flew out and landed on the ground. His face looked terrible, but as he sat there, it seemed like there was a ball of invisible fire wantonly devouring him.
The back of the mountain was divided into three levels. The first level was from the bottom of the back mountain to the height of three hundred meters, which was densely packed to the point that there were at least a few hundred caves, all of which were man-made. These caves, were where the disciples of the Buddhist Sect went into seclusion.
The second level was the range of the back mountain from three hundred to six hundred meters. Within this range, there were only twenty-four caves which were the secluded areas of the supreme experts of the Buddhist Sect.
And on the third level, there was only one cave in the back of the mountain from six hundred meters tundred meters.
The cliff at the back of the mountain was as flat as a knife cutting. However, it was naturally formed. What was even more amazing was that the cliff was 999 meters wide and incredibly precise.
The third level was a cave, so no one was allowed to get close to it.
The Buddha walked up the mountain stairs. After walking for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He couldn’t help but look down at his feet … He was a Buddha, with lotus flowers growing from every step, but today his steps seemed especially heavy, without lotus flowers appearing.
“No.”
The Buddha suddenly woke up: “This is the devil barrier!”
His face immediately turned pale. The sudden awakening had made him sweat profusely … He was a Buddha, the backbone of the Buddhist Sect. Once people knew that even the mind of the Buddha had a demonic barrier, the Buddhist Sect would encounter the greatest crisis in its history. People would ask, who exactly is the Buddhist Sect? Was the Buddha qualified to represent the Buddhist Sect?
“Come in.”
An old voice came from the cave. The Buddha straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the cave with a solemn face.
The cave was very dark without any candles. If an ordinary person were to enter, their heart would be filled with fear in an instant … Not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators with decent cultivations would feel scared upon entering this cave. The darkness was so complete that one could not see their own fingers in front of them.
“Senior granduncle.”
The Buddha knelt down and seriously kowtowed.
“Why did you come?”
the old voice asked.
Buddha sincerely replied: “In this disciple’s heart, a demon barrier has appeared … This disciple had cultivated for ten thousand years, how could something like this happen? This disciple doesn’t understand. This disciple haarmless heart, where did the Demon Barrier come from? ”
“Are you sure you’ve never been harmless? If that’s true, then why did you come to find me? ”
An old monk slowly walked out of the cave with a bronze lampstand in his hand. However, there was no oil and no wick in the lampstand, so the lampstand had lost its original meaning.
But for some reason, after the old monk came out with the bronze lamp, the cave began to light up.
“Disciple, there might broblem.”
“Magic barrier!”
The old monk sat down cross-legged in front of the Buddha, looked into the Buddha’s eyes for a good while, and then sighed: “It’s exactly the same … Your eyes right now are exactly the same as mine, of course.
The Buddha bowed, “Please teach me, Martial Granduncle.”
“No one can teach you anything, and no one can help you in any way. The magic barrier is your own, and others cannot see or touch it, so you can only rely on yourself.”
“How did martial granduncle break that barrier?”
“Me?”
The old monk’s eyes flickered for a moment, then he laughed. “Let nature take its course.”
He really did look too old, so old that the skin on his face looked like it had been exposed to the sun for over a dozen days. If a child saw this face, they would probably be frightened to the point of crying.
“Let nature take its course?”
The Buddha was puzzled: “If I were to let nature take its course, wouldn’t that Devil Barrier directly destroy this disciple’s foundation?”
“Descending from the devil into the Buddha tribulation, advancing from the Buddha into the Devil.”
The old monk looked into the Buddha’s eyes and said, “You also know that I’m trapped here and I’m never allowed to go out. Do you know what happened back then?”
“Disciple understands.”
“Back then, I saw many sects, clans, and countries in the world dominating a region, and under their rule, the citizens actually didn’t live well. Even if we have temples in these places, how much can our disciples do? It’s actually very limited, how much… We can constantly persuade people to be good, but we can’t stop them from killing and evil thoughts. ”
“So, I appeared my demon. I was just thinking, are there any sects in this world that are better than the Buddhist Sect? Of course not … Since there aren’t any, then why can’t we rule over them but let others rule over them instead? Then we can painstakingly advise them … Why? If the Buddhist Sect were to directly rule over it, or change the phrase to eliminate all of the ruling classes, wouldn’t everyone be able to survive? ”
When the Buddha heard this, although he was already very familiar with this Martial Ancestor’s past, he still couldn’t help but feel chills down his spine.
“So… Martial Granduncle killed three hundred and sixty thousand people in one night. ”
“It’s to exterminate the devils.”
The old monk’s gaze suddenly became cold. When he looked at the Buddha, his expression actually became somewhat sinister: “Why do you still think I’m wrong?”
Seeing the old monk’s expression, the Buddha suddenly understood why her Martial Granduncle said the four words’ let nature take its course ‘… He did not break the barrier. The barrier had always been in his heart.
The old monk asked the Buddha, “You only need to tell me, is what you are about to do right or wrong?”
“Yes.”
The Buddha looked up: “Disciple thinks it’s right.”
“Then do it. The magic barrier can’t be removed.”
The old monk laughed, his smile was somewhat terrifying. “I can only adapt to it.”
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Buddhist Sect
The Buddha looked at the monk kneeling on the ground, his heart a little conflicted. A thought rose in his mind, just like weeds that could not be eradicated. When the tender shoots appeared from the soil, the roots under the ground were already very firm.
Especially after hearing the monk explain the strange space of the monkey in detail, how could the Buddha have any clear mirror platform in his heart?
“Why didn’t you invite him in?”
the Buddha asked.
“He said that he didn’t want to come, so how could disciple make things difficult for him?”
The Buddha nodded, “That’s right, the disciples of the Buddhist Sect especially cannot force others to make things difficult for them.”
As he said this, the Buddha’s face subtly changed. He had cultivated for ten thousand years, and even he himself did not understand why this matter would cause a devil to appear in his heart.
“We’ve always been saying these four words, prostrating ourselves in front of Kindness.”
After a moment of silence, the Buddha continued, “But, sometimes we are always separated, and when there is separation, there is injury … “Sometimes, our injuries are unintentional. Sometimes, our injuries are intentional. Let’s not talk about unintentional injuries for now. Today, I want to talk to you about unintentional injuries.”
The monk frowned, “A intentional injury is the demonic path.”
“What if …”
The Buddha said with a swaying voice: “I mean, there is no absolute in the world. What if it is out of kindness?”
The monk replied, “Master once said, between saving a person and saving a thousand people, which one has the greater merits, disciple remembers very clearly. Master said, no matter if it’s one person or ten thousand people, merits are the same. As long as you save a life, if you intentionally hurerson for the sake of the so-called greater good will, I’m afraid … It can’t be considered as doing good. ”
The face of the Buddha became somewhat gloomy, and she was silent for a very long time.
“One versus three, one versus five, one versuundred, one versus a trillion?”
the Buddha asked.
The monk didn’t know how to reply.
Although the Buddhist Sect previously said that there was no point in being kind, if a single human life could be exchanged for the lives of billions, then the choice was already obvious. The monk already had an answer in his heart.
“If sacrificing one’s life from disciple can save hundreds of millions of lives, disciple is willing, even if it is sacrificing one person from saving another, disciple is willing … But, the prerequisite for this was to be willing. Disciple is willing because disciple has received the enlightenment and guidance of master. Disciple is told that people of the Buddhist Sect are born for good … However, even if we sacrifice one person to save billions of people, we can’t force others to accept it. We can choose to sacrifice ourselves, but there’s no reason for us to force others to accept it. ”
The Buddha nodded: “You will remember everything I said.”
“Disciple dares not forget.”
“Go back.”
The Buddha smiled, and a dim light flashed in her eyes.
Rest well. Tomorrow, I will bring you to see something that the Buddhist Sect has been preparing for so many years. Only I know about it, and it can be considered as having received enlightenment from previous generations of Buddhas.
“Disciple believes that no matter what I’ve seen, I will never change my mind. Self-sacrifice is the responsibility of the disciples of the Buddhist Sect. If they let someone else sacrifice themselves without their consent, that is not the Buddhist Sect’s purpose, not its meaning.”
The Buddha frowned, unable to suppress her emotions. She waved her hand in disgust, “Go back and rest first.”
The monk stood up, clasped his hands, bowed and left.
He didn’t know why his Master looked a little different today. His eyes flickered, as if he was hiding something that he didn’t want to tell others. His Master had never been that kind of person.
He would rather believe that he had seen wrongly than to believe that it was true. Master was the Buddha who would never be wrong, the Buddha who would never have a dark side, the light of eternity.
This was the first time in history that he was unable to meditate. To the people of the Buddhist Sect, meditating was the easiest thing to do because this was their fundamental skill. However, as the supreme leader of the Buddhist Sect, he could not calm down at all … Back and forth, his mind was filled with what the monk had said before.
One moment it was a space for monkeys to mutate, the next moment they couldn’t force others …
“I want to save him!”
The Buddha suddenly shook his hand, and all the scriptures on the table not far away flew out and landed on the ground. His face looked terrible, but as he sat there, it seemed like there was a ball of invisible fire wantonly devouring him.
The back of the mountain was divided into three levels. The first level was from the bottom of the back mountain to the height of three hundred meters, which was densely packed to the point that there were at least a few hundred caves, all of which were man-made. These caves, were where the disciples of the Buddhist Sect went into seclusion.
The second level was the range of the back mountain from three hundred to six hundred meters. Within this range, there were only twenty-four caves which were the secluded areas of the supreme experts of the Buddhist Sect.
And on the third level, there was only one cave in the back of the mountain from six hundred meters tundred meters.
The cliff at the back of the mountain was as flat as a knife cutting. However, it was naturally formed. What was even more amazing was that the cliff was 999 meters wide and incredibly precise.
The third level was a cave, so no one was allowed to get close to it.
The Buddha walked up the mountain stairs. After walking for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He couldn’t help but look down at his feet … He was a Buddha, with lotus flowers growing from every step, but today his steps seemed especially heavy, without lotus flowers appearing.
“No.”
The Buddha suddenly woke up: “This is the devil barrier!”
His face immediately turned pale. The sudden awakening had made him sweat profusely … He was a Buddha, the backbone of the Buddhist Sect. Once people knew that even the mind of the Buddha had a demonic barrier, the Buddhist Sect would encounter the greatest crisis in its history. People would ask, who exactly is the Buddhist Sect? Was the Buddha qualified to represent the Buddhist Sect?
“Come in.”
An old voice came from the cave. The Buddha straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the cave with a solemn face.
The cave was very dark without any candles. If an ordinary person were to enter, their heart would be filled with fear in an instant … Not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators with decent cultivations would feel scared upon entering this cave. The darkness was so complete that one could not see their own fingers in front of them.
“Senior granduncle.”
The Buddha knelt down and seriously kowtowed.
“Why did you come?”
the old voice asked.
Buddha sincerely replied: “In this disciple’s heart, a demon barrier has appeared … This disciple had cultivated for ten thousand years, how could something like this happen? This disciple doesn’t understand. This disciple haarmless heart, where did the Demon Barrier come from? ”
“Are you sure you’ve never been harmless? If that’s true, then why did you come to find me? ”
An old monk slowly walked out of the cave with a bronze lampstand in his hand. However, there was no oil and no wick in the lampstand, so the lampstand had lost its original meaning.
But for some reason, after the old monk came out with the bronze lamp, the cave began to light up.
“Disciple, there might broblem.”
“Magic barrier!”
The old monk sat down cross-legged in front of the Buddha, looked into the Buddha’s eyes for a good while, and then sighed: “It’s exactly the same … Your eyes right now are exactly the same as mine, of course.
The Buddha bowed, “Please teach me, Martial Granduncle.”
“No one can teach you anything, and no one can help you in any way. The magic barrier is your own, and others cannot see or touch it, so you can only rely on yourself.”
“How did martial granduncle break that barrier?”
“Me?”
The old monk’s eyes flickered for a moment, then he laughed. “Let nature take its course.”
He really did look too old, so old that the skin on his face looked like it had been exposed to the sun for over a dozen days. If a child saw this face, they would probably be frightened to the point of crying.
“Let nature take its course?”
The Buddha was puzzled: “If I were to let nature take its course, wouldn’t that Devil Barrier directly destroy this disciple’s foundation?”
“Descending from the devil into the Buddha tribulation, advancing from the Buddha into the Devil.”
The old monk looked into the Buddha’s eyes and said, “You also know that I’m trapped here and I’m never allowed to go out. Do you know what happened back then?”
“Disciple understands.”
“Back then, I saw many sects, clans, and countries in the world dominating a region, and under their rule, the citizens actually didn’t live well. Even if we have temples in these places, how much can our disciples do? It’s actually very limited, how much… We can constantly persuade people to be good, but we can’t stop them from killing and evil thoughts. ”
“So, I appeared my demon. I was just thinking, are there any sects in this world that are better than the Buddhist Sect? Of course not … Since there aren’t any, then why can’t we rule over them but let others rule over them instead? Then we can painstakingly advise them … Why? If the Buddhist Sect were to directly rule over it, or change the phrase to eliminate all of the ruling classes, wouldn’t everyone be able to survive? ”
When the Buddha heard this, although he was already very familiar with this Martial Ancestor’s past, he still couldn’t help but feel chills down his spine.
“So… Martial Granduncle killed three hundred and sixty thousand people in one night. ”
“It’s to exterminate the devils.”
The old monk’s gaze suddenly became cold. When he looked at the Buddha, his expression actually became somewhat sinister: “Why do you still think I’m wrong?”
Seeing the old monk’s expression, the Buddha suddenly understood why her Martial Granduncle said the four words’ let nature take its course ‘… He did not break the barrier. The barrier had always been in his heart.
The old monk asked the Buddha, “You only need to tell me, is what you are about to do right or wrong?”
“Yes.”
The Buddha looked up: “Disciple thinks it’s right.”
“Then do it. The magic barrier can’t be removed.”
The old monk laughed, his smile was somewhat terrifying. “I can only adapt to it.”
Buddhist SectThe Buddha looked at the monk kneeling on the ground, his heart a little conflicted. A thought rose in his mind, just like weeds that could not be eradicated. When the tender shoots appeared from the soil, the roots under the ground were already very firm.Especially after hearing the monk explain the strange space of the monkey in detail, how could the Buddha have any clear mirror platform in his heart?Why didn't you invite him in?the Buddha asked.He said that he didn't want to come, so how could disciple make things difficult for him?The Buddha nodded, That's right, the disciples of the Buddhist Sect especially cannot force others to make things difficult for them.As he said this, the Buddha's face subtly changed. He had cultivated for ten thousand years, and even he himself did not understand why this matter would cause a devil to appear in his heart.We've always been saying these four words, prostrating ourselves in front of Kindness.After a moment of silence, the Buddha continued, But, sometimes we are always separated, and when there is separation, there is injury Sometimes, our injuries are unintentional. Sometimes, our injuries are intentional. Let's not talk about unintentional injuries for now. Today, I want to talk to you about unintentional injuries.The monk frowned, A intentional injury is the demonic path.What if The Buddha said with a swaying voice: I mean, there is no absolute in the world. What if it is out of kindness?The monk replied, Master once said, between saving a person and saving a thousand people, which one has the greater merits, disciple remembers very clearly. Master said, no matter if it's one person or ten thousand people, merits are the same. As long as you save a life, if you intentionally hurerson for the sake of the so-called greater good will, I'm afraid It can't be considered as doing good. The face of the Buddha became somewhat gloomy, and she was silent for a very long time.One versus three, one versus five, one versuundred, one versus a trillion?the Buddha asked.The monk didn't know how to reply.Although the Buddhist Sect previously said that there was no point in being kind, if a single human life could be exchanged for the lives of billions, then the choice was already obvious. The monk already had an answer in his heart.If sacrificing one's life from disciple can save hundreds of millions of lives, disciple is willing, even if it is sacrificing one person from saving another, disciple is willing But, the prerequisite for this was to be willing. Disciple is willing because disciple has received the enlightenment and guidance of master. Disciple is told that people of the Buddhist Sect are born for good However, even if we sacrifice one person to save billions of people, we can't force others to accept it. We can choose to sacrifice ourselves, but there's no reason for us to force others to accept it. The Buddha nodded: You will remember everything I said.Disciple dares not forget.Go back.The Buddha smiled, and a dim light flashed in her eyes.Rest well. Tomorrow, I will bring you to see something that the Buddhist Sect has been preparing for so many years. Only I know about it, and it can be considered as having received enlightenment from previous generations of Buddhas.Disciple believes that no matter what I've seen, I will never change my mind. Self-sacrifice is the responsibility of the disciples of the Buddhist Sect. If they let someone else sacrifice themselves without their consent, that is not the Buddhist Sect's purpose, not its meaning.The Buddha frowned, unable to suppress her emotions. She waved her hand in disgust, Go back and rest first.The monk stood up, clasped his hands, bowed and left.He didn't know why his Master looked a little different today. His eyes flickered, as if he was hiding something that he didn't want to tell others. His Master had never been that kind of person.He would rather believe that he had seen wrongly than to believe that it was true. Master was the Buddha who would never be wrong, the Buddha who would never have a dark side, the light of eternity.This was the first time in history that he was unable to meditate. To the people of the Buddhist Sect, meditating was the easiest thing to do because this was their fundamental skill. However, as the supreme leader of the Buddhist Sect, he could not calm down at all Back and forth, his mind was filled with what the monk had said before.One moment it was a space for monkeys to mutate, the next moment they couldn't force others I want to save him!The Buddha suddenly shook his hand, and all the scriptures on the table not far away flew out and landed on the ground. His face looked terrible, but as he sat there, it seemed like there was a ball of invisible fire wantonly devouring him.The back of the mountain was divided into three levels. The first level was from the bottom of the back mountain to the height of three hundred meters, which was densely packed to the point that there were at least a few hundred caves, all of which were man-made. These caves, were where the disciples of the Buddhist Sect went into seclusion.The second level was the range of the back mountain from three hundred to six hundred meters. Within this range, there were only twenty-four caves which were the secluded areas of the supreme experts of the Buddhist Sect.And on the third level, there was only one cave in the back of the mountain from six hundred meters tundred meters.The cliff at the back of the mountain was as flat as a knife cutting. However, it was naturally formed. What was even more amazing was that the cliff was 999 meters wide and incredibly precise.The third level was a cave, so no one was allowed to get close to it.The Buddha walked up the mountain stairs. After walking for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He couldn't help but look down at his feet He was a Buddha, with lotus flowers growing from every step, but today his steps seemed especially heavy, without lotus flowers appearing.No.The Buddha suddenly woke up: This is the devil barrier!His face immediately turned pale. The sudden awakening had made him sweat profusely He was a Buddha, the backbone of the Buddhist Sect. Once people knew that even the mind of the Buddha had a demonic barrier, the Buddhist Sect would encounter the greatest crisis in its history. People would ask, who exactly is the Buddhist Sect? Was the Buddha qualified to represent the Buddhist Sect?Come in.An old voice came from the cave. The Buddha straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the cave with a solemn face.The cave was very dark without any candles. If an ordinary person were to enter, their heart would be filled with fear in an instant Not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators with decent cultivations would feel scared upon entering this cave. The darkness was so complete that one could not see their own fingers in front of them.Senior granduncle.The Buddha knelt down and seriously kowtowed.Why did you come?the old voice asked.Buddha sincerely replied: In this disciple's heart, a demon barrier has appeared This disciple had cultivated for ten thousand years, how could something like this happen? This disciple doesn't understand. This disciple haarmless heart, where did the Demon Barrier come from? Are you sure you've never been harmless? If that's true, then why did you come to find me? An old monk slowly walked out of the cave with a bronze lampstand in his hand. However, there was no oil and no wick in the lampstand, so the lampstand had lost its original meaning.But for some reason, after the old monk came out with the bronze lamp, the cave began to light up.Disciple, there might broblem.Magic barrier!The old monk sat down cross-legged in front of the Buddha, looked into the Buddha's eyes for a good while, and then sighed: It's exactly the same Your eyes right now are exactly the same as mine, of course.The Buddha bowed, Please teach me, Martial Granduncle.No one can teach you anything, and no one can help you in any way. The magic barrier is your own, and others cannot see or touch it, so you can only rely on yourself.How did martial granduncle break that barrier?Me?The old monk's eyes flickered for a moment, then he laughed. Let nature take its course.He really did look too old, so old that the skin on his face looked like it had been exposed to the sun for over a dozen days. If a child saw this face, they would probably be frightened to the point of crying.Let nature take its course?The Buddha was puzzled: If I were to let nature take its course, wouldn't that Devil Barrier directly destroy this disciple's foundation?Descending from the devil into the Buddha tribulation, advancing from the Buddha into the Devil.The old monk looked into the Buddha's eyes and said, You also know that I'm trapped here and I'm never allowed to go out. Do you know what happened back then?Disciple understands.Back then, I saw many sects, clans, and countries in the world dominating a region, and under their rule, the citizens actually didn't live well. Even if we have temples in these places, how much can our disciples do? It's actually very limited, how much We can constantly persuade people to be good, but we can't stop them from killing and evil thoughts. So, I appeared my demon. I was just thinking, are there any sects in this world that are better than the Buddhist Sect? Of course not Since there aren't any, then why can't we rule over them but let others rule over them instead? Then we can painstakingly advise them Why? If the Buddhist Sect were to directly rule over it, or change the phrase to eliminate all of the ruling classes, wouldn't everyone be able to survive? When the Buddha heard this, although he was already very familiar with this Martial Ancestor's past, he still couldn't help but feel chills down his spine.So Martial Granduncle killed three hundred and sixty thousand people in one night. It's to exterminate the devils.The old monk's gaze suddenly became cold. When he looked at the Buddha, his expression actually became somewhat sinister: Why do you still think I'm wrong?Seeing the old monk's expression, the Buddha suddenly understood why her Martial Granduncle said the four words' let nature take its course He did not break the barrier. The barrier had always been in his heart.The old monk asked the Buddha, You only need to tell me, is what you are about to do right or wrong?Yes.The Buddha looked up: Disciple thinks it's right.Then do it. The magic barrier can't be removed.The old monk laughed, his smile was somewhat terrifying. I can only adapt to it.
