I Joined the Chat Group and Was Treated As an Expert

　　He was extremely regretful, why did he become greedy and ask for a painting?

　　it's good now.

　　The painting has been requested, and it is indeed related to Buddhism, and it is consistent with his request, but this is a "Buddha picture" that has broken the way of Buddhism!

　　"Master walk slowly, I won't send it."

　　Ye Feng said lightly, not being fond of this old monk.

　　A tiger demon that ate a few villages turned out to be the guardian beast of Shaolin because of the so-called laying down of the butcher's knife...

　　Simply ridiculous!

　　Ye Feng also had a little understanding of Buddhist scriptures.

　　The so-called "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot" does not refer to the butcher's knife that really kills.

　　Rather, it refers to malice, evil words, evil deeds, and all delusions, delusions, delusions, inversions, distinctions, and attachments!

　　The essence of "butcher knife" is the confusion of "people to themselves".

　　But now, Buddhism has completely misinterpreted the meaning of this slogan, and it is only superficial.

　　I don't know.

　　Buddhism also has Angry Eyes King Kong, and there is a saying "good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil"!

　　Good deeds have good results, and bad deeds have bad results.

　　Is it possible to let go by saying "put down the butcher's knife"?

　　"Little monk... retire."

　　Xuanku put away the painting with a bitter face.

　　Looking at his back, which seemed to be countless years old, Ye Feng suddenly said: "Master, I'll send you one more sentence. People are doing it, God is watching, people are good and people don't deceive the sky, and people who are evil will be punished by God."

　　Xuan Ku trembled.

　　"The little monk is taught."

　　He said these words with difficulty and walked away, and the monks followed behind in despair.

　　Jin Luo and Yang Li took a careful look at Yu Huang, and after seeing the latter nod slightly without a trace, he hurriedly walked out of the shop and followed Xuan Ku's footsteps.

　　"Where is the master going?"

　　Yang Li looked at Xuan Ku, who had a pale face, and gloated in his heart, but on the surface he looked concerned, "Looking at the master's face, do you want to take you to the hotel to rest?"

　　Xuan Ku didn't say a word, just walked with his head sullen.

　　not far away.

　　Inside the armored car, Su Xiaoyan looked at the group of monks leaving, her red lips hooked.

　　Naturally, she also saw the painting that Senior Ye just sent to the group. Although she couldn't see much of the true meaning, even she could see the irony in it!

　　This old monk was obviously taught a lesson by Senior Ye.

　　"Deserved!"

　　Su Xiaoyan hummed in her heart.

　　She just heard Grandpa Lin mention a few things about Shaolin.

　　Many years ago, a tiger demon ate people from several villages down the mountain, but after being captured by Xuan Ku, he named it a "dharma-protecting divine beast". It's ridiculous!

　　"Grandpa Lin, can we get off the bus now?"

　　"Ah."

　　Lin Chuan nodded with a smile.

　　Now that the Jin Luo and Xuan Ku have left, naturally there is no need to worry about the conflict between them and being affected.

　　He is also very curious about this reclusive master!

　　Out of the armored car.

　　They walked side by side towards the shop.

　　Lin Chuan saw a slender silhouette in a red dress inside, his gray eyebrows frowned, vaguely feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere many years ago.

　　But he didn't think much about it, it might just be similar in appearance.

　　After all, the old people he knew were people from decades ago, and it was impossible to be so young!

　　……

　　Xuan Ku was silent all the way, letting Jin Luo and Yang Li say nothing next to him, and finally he was too lazy to speak.

　　Until it is a kilometer away from Ye Feng's shop.

　　Xuan Ku suddenly stopped.

　　He stood there for a few seconds, and suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, but his originally pale complexion became extremely ruddy, and his turbid pupils were all glittering.

　　"Master, what's wrong with you?"

　　A few monks next to him were so frightened that their expressions changed, and they hurriedly stepped forward to help them.

　　"fine."

　　Xuan Ku pushed them away, his spirits seemed exceptionally good.

　　He looked at Yang Li and smiled.

　　"Master Yang, thank you for accompanying me all the way. It's been hard work. The old man received advice from the senior today, and he knows that he was wrong. But the mistake has been made and there is no remedy."

　　"The old man is willing to do his best to atone for his sins and continue the path for Buddhism!"

　　Say it.

　　Xuan Ku turned around and left.

　　Yang Li stood on the spot and did not follow up, but quietly watched Xuan Ku's back disappear from sight.

　　He knew that Xuanku Buddha's heart was broken and he would definitely die!

　　As early as today, why should it be in the first place?

　　Selfishness is not wrong.

　　But Buddhism receives the incense of the world, but does not pity the world, and only wants to take it and does not want to scoop it. This is wrong!

　　not to mention.

　　Xuan Ku is respected as a "sacred monk" and is respected by the world. He accepts the incense that people donate to the temple, but he is compassionate to the tiger demon who ate the incense.

　　And that's wrong plus wrong!

　　this day.

　　In a primitive jungle in the territory of Shenzhou, the Buddha's light is radiant.

　　When the Buddha's light was completely burned out, a magic bird that was listed as the source of the S-level disaster disappeared forever, and Xuan Ku used the last embers to pull a burial in order to atone for his sins.

Chapter [-] New members, one emperor through the ages

　　"It's the first time I've seen you so angry."

　　Yu Huang's beautiful eyes flowed, her figure was graceful, her waist was slender, and she held her hands.

　　"Fortunately."

　　Ye Feng was actually not angry.

　　He was only slightly displeased with what Xuan Ku had done. After years of self-cultivation, he was rarely really angry, and his emotions were calm and indifferent.

　　"There are so many guests today."

　　Ye Feng took a sip of tea and stood up helplessly.

　　There are two figures walking outside the door, an old man and a young girl.

　　"How bad are the guests?"

　　Yu Huang glanced at the person who came, her gaze stopped slightly on the old man's body, and then she calmly retracted her gaze.

　　"Good or bad, the problem is that none of the items are sold." Ye Feng rolled his eyes.

　　"The painting just now doesn't count?" Yu Huang raised an eyebrow.

　　"Not counting."

　　Ye Feng shook his head solemnly, "The painting just now was just given away by me unilaterally, and there was no 'price', so it's not a sale."

　　They have cut off the road in front of Buddhism, isn't this a price?

　　Yu Huang slandered.

　　The picture of "Destroying Buddha" just now is definitely the most expensive commodity in history. After all, the other party only "bought" it with the luck of the entire Buddhist school, and the loss is upside down!

　　"I'm finally going to see Senior Ye!"

　　Su Xiaoyan was very excited, with a kind of pilgrimage excitement.

　　She tried her best to calm her expression, but the little hand tucked into her sleeve couldn't help but tremble slightly.

　　Step through the door.

　　Ye Feng got up to greet him with a smile: "Two guests, what do you want to buy?"

　　A warm and jade-like voice rang in his ears.

　　Su Xiaoyan's eyes immediately settled on Ye Feng's body, only to feel that he was far more extraordinary than in the photo, the white clothes were not stained with dust, and he was really like an immortal who fell into the world.

　　"This is Senior Ye..."

　　A brief blank appeared in Su Xiaoyan's mind, and her eyes were full of that gentle smile.

　　The old man on the side had a completely different reaction.

　　In his eyes, this small shop is simply a Wang Yang made up of Dao!

　　And the handsome young man in front of him is intertwined with profound and mysterious Dao and Dharma, and with his gestures, the ocean of laws in the room flows.