Chapter 1122: 0 Righteousness to Buddha, wind from Shaolin

Zhang Bairen started the murder at Shaolin Temple, and that day became a lingering nightmare for many people to wake up at midnight.
Ruthless sword, ruthless man!
The common people are like pigs and dogs.
"Zhang Bairen, what are you doing in my Shaolin Temple?"
"Not good! Not good! Demon Zhang is here again!"
In Shaolin Temple, many disciples lined up in front of the gate, staring at Zhang Baiyi.
Where is Zhang Baiyi's smile stiff, a pair of eyes looked at the murderous Shaolin Temple people, feeling a pain.
How famous his elder brother is in the arena can be verified by this exact same face.
"Amitabha, I am next to Zhang Baiyi, Zhang Bairen is my eldest brother! Masters should not be so alarmed. I am here to see Master Dharma, not to embarrass you!" Zhang Baiyi smiled bitterly and put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ceremony.
Hearing this, the monks looked at each other, and one of them said: "What kind of trick do you want to play! Anyway, you are also a powerful man in the world, why bother to tease people like this? If you are dissatisfied, just write down. Let's go on."
"That's right! That's right! We have never heard of a brother in the Governor!"
"Today you never want to step into my Shaolin Temple!"
The monks talked a lot, and Zhang Baiyi explained bitterly: "I really am just Zhang Baiyi, and Zhang Bairen is my brother!"
"Also invite you all masters, Tongbing, and say to see the abbot next time!"
No matter what Zhang Baiyi was talking about, all the monks were expressionless and resolutely refused to let Zhang Baiyi in.
"Amitabha Buddha, where is the clean place, who is making noise here?" A Buddha horn sounded, like a drum in the morning and evening, making people unceasingly rippling with the principles of Buddhism, and the sparks of wisdom shining through the ages like sparks and flints.
"Meet the abbot!"
The disciples and disciples of Shaolin Temple paid homage to each other.
"Ordinary vulgar Zhang Baiyi, pay homage to the Master!" Zhang Baiyi actually fell to his knees with a'poof'.
Bodhidharma naturally knew Zhang Baiyi, and he also knew where Zhang Bairen came from.
Do you think those two Buddha bone relics are so easy to refine?
"Why do the donors come?" Bodhidharma said unhurriedly.
"The kid admires the Dharma, and asks the mage to show favor, so that you can save yourself!" Zhang Baiyi touched the ground.
Seeing that ordinary face knelt under his feet, even with Bodhidharma's mind, he couldn't help but feel extremely happy at this time, and a different kind of pleasure rose in his heart.
"Buddhism is vast, and all living beings have Buddha's predestined relationship, but the long-cherished wish of the benefactor has not been fulfilled, and the cause and effect of the red dust have not been fulfilled, for fear that it is difficult to enter my sand gate!"
"Master, the disciple pays homage to the Buddha, and ask the Master for his permission!" Zhang Baiyi bowed to the ground respectfully.
Bodhidharma looked at Zhang Baiyi carefully, and after a while, he said, "Zhang Baiyi, if you cultivate my Buddhism and enjoy the Zen meditation, you are connected to my Buddha. In that case, the old man will accept you! You take a bath and wait. The old man opens for you!"
"Thank you Master!" Zhang Baiyi smiled, bowed respectfully, and stood up full of joy.
The group entered the temple, and it was not until midday that Zhang Fei and Xu Xiaoning were chasing after him.
Looking at the brightly shining Shaolin Temple, Zhang Fei and Xu Xiaoning walked towards the mountain like ordinary pilgrims.
Inside the Daxiong Hall
Bodhidharma held a razor in his hand and Zhang Baiyi knelt down in front of the Buddha, his eyes full of piety and sacredness.
"Zhang Baiyi, you have to think about it. Once you enter my sand gate, the past is nothing but the past. Don't you regret it?" Bodhidharma slowly wiped the razor in his hand, his expression serious.
"The main road is ahead, and the disciples will never regret it!" Zhang Baiyi cut the railroad firmly.
"Enter my sand gate, as long as you practice hard, enlightenment is definitely not a delusion!" The razor in Bodhidharma's hand slipped slowly: "A shave of red troubles!"
A strand of hair drifted, revealing a big shiny bald head.
"Second shave Hongchen is bound!"
"Three shaves, seven emotions and six desires!"
"Four shaved family..."
In a blink of an eye, a big bald head appeared in the hall, and saw a disciple respectfully handing incense, Master Bodhidharma held the incense and looked at Zhang Baiyi solemnly: "Enter my sand gate, do you regret it?"
"Disciples don't regret it!" Zhang Baiyi's eyes were firm.
"Noise!"
When the incense touches the flesh, bursts of green smoke rise into the air.
"Don't steal, don't kill, if you can hold it?"
"The disciple can hold it!"
"Broken the dust, go to six desires, parents and three parents, if you can hold it?"
"disciple……"
Zhang Baiyi was hesitating, and suddenly there was an angry shout from below, only to see two figures rushing swiftly.
"Who are you waiting for, dare to trespass into the back mountain of my Shaolin Temple!" A Buddhist disciple blocked the way.
Bodhidharma stopped his movements, looked at the people who were constantly arguing and fighting each other, and sighed: "All back, let them come in."
When the words fell, all the disciples of Shaolin Temple retreated, only to see Zhang Fei and Xu Xiaoning walking into the mountain eagerly, looking at Zhang Baiyi, who was kneeling on the ground with a pious face, Zhang Fei angrily reprimanded: "Nie barrier, not quickly go back with me," It's embarrassing to be here!"
"Donor, the little monk has escaped into the empty door, and the dust is broken, please come back, please!" Zhang Baiyi knelt in front of the Buddha with his hands folded and his head lowered.
"Niezha, what do you call me?" Zhang Fei only felt his brain explode, his blood energized, and his body took three steps back in shock.
"Donor, please come back! There will be no Zhang Baiyi in the future, only the little novice monk from Shaolin Temple!" Zhang Baiyi lowered his head.
"Niezha!" Zhang Fei swung the long whip suddenly from his sleeve, hitting Zhang Baiyi's back, but seeing his clothes shattered and bloody, his flesh was tumbling and jumping.
Zhang Baiyi's face is distorted, but his head is lowered and kneeling there, his eyes are full of firmness: "Master, please shave!"
"Zhang Baiyi, you have to think about it!" Bodhidharma stood quietly, his eyes full of peace, and he did not stop Zhang Fei's movements.
"A disciple worships Buddhism without any regrets!" Zhang Baiyi touched his forehead and said respectfully.
"It's up! It's up!" Zhang Fei pulled the whip in his hand, and after a while, it was already dripping with blood, and the clothes on his back were broken.
"Baiyi, can you let go of all the past, and also let me go?" Xu Xiaoning stepped forward: "Can you let go of the fetus in my womb?"
"Hong Chen is all vain, please go back to the female donor!" Zhang Baiyi said without looking up.
"You bastard, I will just kill you today, so that you don't shame me all day long!" Zhang Fei was so angry that he kept swinging the whip in his hand, but he saw the blood carrying fuzzy pieces of flesh, slowly moving towards the ground. Flowing slowly.
Really angry!
Zhang Fei is really angry!
I think that although his Golden Summit View is dilapidated, it is also a Taoist orthodox school. Never thought that his descendants would not be filial and would actually worship Buddhism. How did Zhang Fei behave when this happened? What face is there to face the ancestors?
"boom!"
Zhang Baiyi knelt and straightened, watching his nose, nose and heart: "Please also the abbot to continue to shave!"
Bodhidharma looked at the Zhang Baiyi, and sighed softly: "Stop your long-cherished wish and get out of the world, but can you hold it?"
"The disciple can hold it!"
Bodhidharma's fingers stretched out, and an incense stick was about to be lit.
"Snapped!"
The air exploded, and Zhang Fei's long whip in his hand hit the incense, but seeing Bodhidharma's whole body golden light, the whip had not yet approached, he was bounced away by the light of the immeasurable Buddha.
"Dharma, you have to consider clearly, what kind of anger you have to bear when this incense is lit! The anger of the chief governor is not something anyone can afford!" Zhang Fei stared at Dharma with a pair of eyes. , The murderous intent in the words was cold, and the hall was tainted with a layer of frost: "The general governor has a lot of expectations for Zhang Baiyi. Can you afford this serious crime?"
Bodhidharma stiffened when he heard the words, and the incense in his hand could not go down anyway.
"Father, why do you embarrass me! You and Aunt Zhao have many children and grandchildren. How come there are no descendants? You must not embarrass the Master, everything is the child's own idea!" Zhang Baiyi sighed helplessly.
"My son of the Zhang family, how can there be any reason to enter Buddhism!" Zhang Fei's face was green, and another whip was slapped down, and his back was bloody.
Bodhidharma looked down at Zhang Baiyi: "Donor~EbookFREE.me~ You are not going to die, I'm afraid it is not suitable for a monk!"
"The disciple's relationship has been broken, and the Master will be asked to complete it!" Zhang Baiyi folded his hands together, his expression firm.
Seeing this, Bodhidharma could only sigh softly, and wanted to light the incense in his hand.
"Wow!"
The long whip in Zhang Fei's hand was wrapped around Zhang Baiyi's neck for an instant, and then he suddenly tugged and fell on the pillar in the front of the hall in the distance: "Niezi, it seems that the old man was too conniving to you in the past that made you do it today. Such a wrong thing, you still kneel down and admit your mistake?"
"Donor, the monk's bond is broken, please let the donor down!" Zhang Baiyi knelt on the ground, spurting blood from his mouth, his face respectfully worshipped.
"Bastard! Naughty!" Zhang Fei was furious, kicking forward with his feet.
"Father! Father! You don't want to kick! You don't want to kick!" Xu Xiaoning quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Fei's arm, blocking Zhang Baiyi's body, crying and crying.
Looking at Xu Xiaoning who was standing in front of him, Zhang Fei rushed into the crown: "You get out of the way! Today, the old man must kill this evildoer."
"Xiaoning married you, how can you be worthy of Xiaoning?" Zhang Fei angrily scolded Zhang Baiyi.
Zhang Baiyi fell to his knees, but was silent.
"Father, you don't want to fight! If you fight again, you will hurt his Daoji! I only asked him a few words, and if I had the answer, I gave up!" Xu Xiaoning cried.
Zhang Fei gritted his teeth, and finally turned his head with a sullen face, turning his head, carrying his hands with his back facing everyone.
Xu Xiaoning stared at Zhang Baiyi with a pair of eyes, and after a while, he said, "I will ask you, one day the husband and wife are graceful, do you really want to abandon me and the unborn child and escape into the empty door?"
"I can't help you!" Zhang Baiyi sighed softly.
"Since I can't stand me, why bother to escape into the empty door? In order to be with you, how much do I endure? How many wrongs did I suffer at Jindingguan? You treat me like this?"