Chapter 945 (2/2)
The old Taoist who originated from the Louguan Taoist school next to the Taoist school scoffed and said, ”the Samantha Hu FA is not enough! That Buddhist school is the supreme old gentleman, the founder of our Taoist school. He went out of the valley to become Amitabha Buddha, educate the Hu people and help all living beings. There is a true tradition in China, and there is no Hu FA. Amitabha Buddha, but also one of the eighty-one incarnations of the old gentleman.”
The Buddha bhikkhu could not help but retort: ”our Buddhism originated from the Buddha. Sakyamuni Buddha has boundless wisdom and can help all living beings. The Supreme Lord realized that he became Amitabha Buddha and entered the right Dharma door after receiving the instruction of Sakyamuni Buddhism. Your door is just a Buddha ride, which can't help all living beings and surpass the sea of suffering. It's just a ghost guarding the corpse!”
The old Taoist disdained to retort, but sneered: ”your Buddha has just been killed!”
The Buddha bhikkhu was ashamed and angry. His skin was red and he retorted: ”could the Buddha be killed by a mere monkey?... it was just that the Buddha used his hand to make Nirvana quiet... Nirvana... The Buddha made Nirvana quiet. Can this be called being killed?”
The old Taoist waved his sleeves and continued to sneer: ”your Buddha has just been killed by the great sage of Qi Tian!”
Buddha bhikkhu's angry skin turned blue. Knowing that the old Taoist would not listen to his explanation, he would only hold this sentence again and again to humiliate him. He immediately raised his Zen stick and wanted to defend the Dharma and beat the evil barrier of slandering and insulting Buddha to 18 levels of hell. He shouted: let him learn his refined mad devil stick method, so that he could know that the Buddha's majesty is inviolable.
The old Taoist doesn't want to be outdone. One iron brush has a power of 10000 Jin. If you rub it, you will die and if you touch it, you will be hurt. Pointing to the Buddha's nose, he scolds: the old Taoist one iron brush weighs 81 kg. It was cast by overseas cold iron for thousands of years. With the Taiji dust brush of 40 years of intensive cultivation, come and try it. Taoist priest hit you with peach blossoms on your face!
Several other people hurried up, holding hands and pulling legs, so they didn't call the first shopping among the walkers to break out on the spot.
The middle-aged demon Taoist didn't dare to sell off any more. He hurriedly said, ”don't quarrel. It's not the time to make trouble in the heavenly palace. Lao Tzu's Taoist ancestor just left Hangu pass last year!”
When I heard that I had just left Hangu pass, everyone couldn't help but stop what I was doing. The old Taoist trembled with his hands and couldn't even lift the Millennium cold iron dust on his hands! The trembling voice asked, ”what did you just say?”
The middle-aged Taoist understood his performance. He almost got caught when he heard the news. He said word by word: ”Lao Tzu, the Taoist ancestor, the Supreme Lord and the moral God, went west to Hangu pass with the immortal Wenshi, the great sage of Qi heaven and the most mysterious God of Taoism - Wuliang God last year. I asked the demon family seven times. It was clear and there was no falsehood.”
”I'm going to the letter Valley!” the old Taoist stopped asking, and he was going east with a whisk in his arms.
A wrinkled white head with white beard and white eyebrows was blown disorderly by the wind. There were tears on his face. His hands trembled and spoke incoherently. He said excitedly: ”I'm going to Hangu pass to see the moral God! To see the founder of Wenshi! My school is really the legitimate tradition of the old gentleman. Don't pass it on in the Louguan!”
”Grandmaster!” the old Taoist wailed, ”the unworthy younger generation Qingchenzi is kowtowing here!” then he would kneel down to the East, take the white haired head and kowtow to the ground.
The other runners hurried to help him, but they were pressed by the old Taoist priest to kneel down to meet the ancestor. The other runners also fried the pot. The old scholar was excited and incoherent: ”unexpectedly... It was the time when Lao Jun went west to Hangu pass!”
”Master... Master! And Yan Zi, Zeng Zi, Zi si...” a middle-aged Confucian man excitedly held the spring and autumn slips in his hand.
The big man and several other slightly calmer walkers also gathered together and whispered: ”originally, they wanted to kidnap the monk so that the secret of where we came could not be revealed. Now those Taoists are going crazy! They have a lot of people and have high magic power. I'm afraid it's difficult to stop them from going to see Lao Tzu.”
”Many people want to see me! I think most people are moved!”
”After all, it's the moral God! The Taoist ancestor who came out of the myth, the legend in the legend, can't even see an immortal in future generations. It's great to touch the immortal spirit. You can see a living incarnation of the Taoist ancestor... Who doesn't want to?”