Chapter 1211: Seal the Millennium

"Wow..."
Just as everyone was horrified by the endless Buddha power of Monk Ji, Zen Master Jin Song and others all knelt down, and said in a five-body throwing ceremony: "Disciple Jin Song, see Master!"
"Master?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan was taken aback. He looked at Zen Master Jin Song and saw that his eyes were trembling visibly, showing infinite respect.
"Get up all!"
Monk Ji faintly replied, and then asked: "The world has changed, and the Buddha has also fallen, from the Mahayana to the Hinayana, from the Hinayana to the inaction, may Jin Song, Er, etc. understand this?"
"This... the disciple knows the wrong thing!"
Zen Master Jin Song was shocked upon hearing this, and in a moment he seemed to understand the reason why Mahayana Buddhism was lost.
"Master Jinsong, you...what are you talking about? This little monk is your master? The master of Guibao Temple, hasn't he already ascended?" Xue Zhongxu's face was only astonished at this moment.
Monk Ji's boundless Dharma has made him unable to resist.
"Master Buddhism is boundless, you can't go wrong!"
Zen Master Jin Song lowered his head and replied respectfully.
"Today's matter is the hardship for you, but unfortunately, the hardship has already been accomplished.
Monk Ji didn't talk to Xue Zhongxu, but suddenly said in a deep tone.
"be punished!"
Upon hearing this word, both Zen Master Jin Song and Xue Zhongxu were shocked, but they didn't know why.
"Xue Zhongxu, you are greedy and instinctive. You have repeatedly tried to persuade you but refuse to listen. You use the power of the sect to bully the Buddhism disciples and become the most sinful!" Monk Ji finally looked at Xue Zhongxu, but gave him a blow Drink it on the head.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
When Xue Zhongxu heard this, he immediately retreated a few steps in the void, and the Heavenly Sacred Ridge behind him was constantly trembling, as if to be bent by the power of the infinite Buddha.
"As for you, Jin Song, seeing the suffering of the Buddhist disciples, but you ignored it and responded with indifference. It is not what the Buddha did, and your difficulties have not been resolved!"
Regarding Jin Song's words, Monk Ji was a bit harsh.
"The disciple knows his mistake, and I hope Master will punish him!"
Zen Master Jin Song kowtows sincerely, his face is full of regrets.
At the moment when Ye Fan became a Buddha, if he could stop it, there would not be so many things behind.
It's a pity that he is quiet and inactive, and his unwillingness to cause troubles caused him to give up many things, including the unity of Buddhist practitioners.
"From now on, I will seal the Feixue Mountain with the boundless Dharma. After a thousand years, the bronze bell of the ancient temple will ring, and then the seal will be unblocked. Everyone on this mountain, as a good student, I will reflect on myself with you."
Zen Master Jin Song said amazingly.
"What...what! Sealing the snow mountain?"
This remark caused an uproar in the audience, as if listening to a joke.
Monk Ji not only wanted to seal the huge Feixue Mountain, but also for a thousand years, which is tantamount to a fantasy.
Although he was his master and had seen the boundless Buddha power of Monk Ji, Ye Fan still didn't believe it.
This move is too exaggerated.
"Master, you are waiting for Buddhism matters, it has nothing to do with me, I have been offended just now, the younger generation is gone!"
Xue Zhongxu's body could not help shaking, apologized and resigned as quickly as possible.
Whether this is true or not, he wants to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, and even go down the mountain right away, first to live in Snow City for a while.
"You can escape the present, but you can't escape the future, the reincarnation is faint, the cycle of cause and effect!"
Monk Ji didn't stop Xue Zhongxu, just whispered to himself.
"Go...hurry up!"
Xue Zhongxu snarled sharply at the many disciples who had been stunned by Monk Ji's decision, appearing extremely hasty.
Regarding this matter, he did not dare to take the risk. After being sealed for a thousand years, Feixue Mountain would surely plummet.
Thousands of years later, who knows how Nanban will become.
"Master, my friends, they..."
Ye Fan wanted to intercede for Lai Zhiqing and the others, he himself could reflect on Monk Ji, but Lai Zhiqing and the others were innocent.
"Xiao Fan, you and I have exhausted our mentor and apprenticeship, take them down the mountain!"
Monk Ji looked at Ye Fan's eyes gradually becoming kind, and said softly.
"What?" Ye Fan's eyes stopped after hearing this, and he hurriedly said: "Master, my disciple is willing to be punished with you, and cultivated here for thousands of years, and awakened himself!"
Hearing that he was about to leave the monk Ji, Ye Fan felt endless reluctance in his heart. The teachings over the past six months have been devoted to him.
"You're overwhelmed, why do you need to be punished? You are willing to save others with your own life, and you have realized the true meaning of Buddhism. It is the best time to go down here!"
Monk Ji smiled.
"Master, I..."
Ye Fan wanted to say something. For a thousand years, he was willing to wait or stay, but he was interrupted by the monk Ji: "Well, you are determined to be a teacher. Your destiny is difficult and difficult. You should not stay here. In between, there are countless fate."
"Remember, life in the world is like being in thorns, the heart does not move, people do not move rashly, and if they do not move, they do not hurt; if the heart moves, people move rashly, hurt the body and hurt the bones, so you experience all the pain in the world. This is the Mahayana of Buddha."
"Yes, Master, please be respected by my disciples!"
Ye Fan's eyes were a little moist, he remembered Monk Ji's words in his heart, knelt down and kowtows heavily.
Following Monk Ji's practice for half a year, Ye Fan never had the idea of ​​leaving, but sometimes he left, only in an instant.
"Let's go, we will see each other in the future, we will see each other! See more suffering, do more good deeds, Mahayana will advance!"
Monk Ji said one last word, and then turned around.
"Ye Fan, let's go!"
Lai Zhiqing and others came forward to help Ye Fan. They heard that Ye Fan could go down the mountain. They were happy in their hearts, but under the influence of Ye Fan, they also gave birth to a touch of sadness.
"Master, farewell disciple!"
Ye Fan slammed his head again, and finally went down the mountain with Lai Zhiqing and others.
"Master, really want to..."
After seeing Ye Fan, Xue Zhongxu and others all leave, Zen Master Jin Song couldn't help but raised his head, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
After all, it was sealed for a thousand years, even he couldn't believe it, and at the same time, no matter how great the guilt was, it didn't need to be the case.
"Amitabha."
Monk Ji Wu chanted a Buddha's name and responded to Zen Master Jin Song's words with practical actions.
"Wow..."
Monk Ji's body gradually dissipated on the ground, and what followed was an infinite golden light. At this moment, the Buddha's power was stronger than before, and it was still several times higher.
"This this……"
Zen Master Jin Song and the others all stared, perhaps the scene before him can be called Boundless Dharma.
"Swipe..."
With the Luohan Temple as the center, the Buddha's power rushes outward like a flood, covering the entire Feixue Mountain in an instant.
"brush……"
Fo Li didn't hurt Ye Fan and the others, but sent them directly to the foot of the mountain.
But Xue Zhongxu and others, who were descending rapidly, were all shrouded in golden light, and their steps suddenly stopped, staying at this moment along with time.