Chapter 731 Should I Be a Monk?

Whether to be a monk or not is a difficult decision!

Fang Xing has been deeply thinking about a problem these two days. In his opinion, a monk who eats vegetables, keeps green lanterns, and sits still and recites ghost sutras every day is absolutely unacceptable. To be a human being, you must eat Meat, you have to get a wife, you have to go around, all of these are indispensable. Although the meat-wine monk came first to let him know that monks may not be able to eat meat, the meat-wine monks didn’t have wives... Plus, Uncle Fang is such a handsome bandit. He shaves his head and wears a monk's robe. This is too ugly, isn't it?

How difficult life is!

In the past few days, Fang Xing's sad figure appeared in various places in Lingshan Temple, and his mood was endlessly lonely.

The young monk Shenxiu, who was ordered by his master to ordain Fang Xing, knew that his senior brother was worried, so he followed him all day long to persuade him. He followed Fang Xing to the Buddhist hall, and he followed Fang Xing to the back mountain. Xu Daodao made Fang Xing terribly annoyed.

"Senior brother, women are a disaster and are most susceptible to karma. Wouldn't it be purer if you don't marry a wife?"

"If you want peace and quiet, why don't you just become a eunuch?"

"Well... when a monk has all four elements in mind and is far away from the chaotic world, it will help his practice..."

"If all the four elements are in vain, you still practice nonsense. Wouldn't it be better to die?"

"Well... when a monk gives up the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance, he will have fewer unnecessary worries..."

"Trouble? That's all fun..."

"Um...what do you mean by senior brother's words?"

"Do you know how good it is to put free money in your pocket? You can buy whatever you want. If you have money, you are a boss. Is this called greed? Do you know how good it is to beat someone you hate? You punched him. If you can't find the north, let out a good breath, is this called anger? Do you know how good it is to be a master in an industry? Specializing in robbing families and homes, robbing the rich to give to me, can this be called infatuation? "

"Um...Senior Brother, I think there is something wrong with your understanding!"

"There's something wrong with your thinking. You, a poor guy who grew up in a monk's den, have the nerve to come and persuade me? I can tell you, down here in the colorful world, it's so much fun. You don't put oil on vegetables and tofu every day. How pitiful is this? When I was at the foot of the mountain, the big fish and meat were very good. One bite would make your mouth full of oil, which was so good. And in the brothel, the beautiful girls wore skirts that exposed their legs and wore scarves. Singing and dancing beside you, as well as countless treasures in the world of practice, and all kinds of valuable gadgets, others have broken their heads for them, but you put them all into your own pocket, they are all ours, this Do you understand the taste?"

These words made the little monk Shenxiu, who was clearly here to persuade him to be tonsured, so excited that his eyes gleamed.

"Um...Senior brother, getting these things is a blessing, not getting them is suffering. Master once said that the most painful thing in the world is not being able to ask for it. It is precisely because of these temptations that people always ask for but cannot get it, so all living beings are doomed. It’s suffering. That’s why I, the Buddha, said that we should cut off all ties to worldly affairs..."

After a long time, the young monk finally restrained himself and gave some earnest advice.

"It's because you're useless. Can't you just get it if you work hard?"

Fang Xing was unhappy, and looked at the little monk with hatred. He also became interested, shook off his cheeks, and talked to the little monk all afternoon with saliva flying around. He made the little monk sigh and even spoke at first. He retorted a few words, but at the end his eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but ask questions so that Fang Xing could elaborate more. He was already ready to make a move.

"How come I was adopted by a monk when I was born..."

After talking about it until dusk, the little monk Shenxiu was leisurely fascinated and muttered something.

"Hahahaha... Do you regret it? Let me tell you, there are more interesting things at the foot of the mountain than what I mentioned..."

Fang Xing felt very proud and continued to encourage the little monk Shenxiu. He talked so vigorously that he couldn't even show the erotic pictures.

The little monk Shenxiu was quite moved, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and a glistening salivation hung on the corner of his mouth. However, deep down in his heart, he felt that something was wrong. After enduring for a long time, he whispered: "Brother, what are you doing at the foot of the mountain?" Okay, don’t you think you should become a monk? These things you mentioned are fun, but when you become a monk, you just can’t play casually, but if you die, you won’t be able to play at all..."

With one sentence, Ge Fangxing fell silent, his mouth opened slightly, his excitement was completely gone, and he looked depressed.

Feeling the deep sorrow coming from him, Shenxiu knew from past experience that he would definitely have to beat himself up. Before he could turn his sorrow into anger, he jumped up in fright and said: "Bad It's bad, senior brother, you have aroused my demonic thoughts. It's a sin, it's a sin, no, no, no, I'm going to go to the Buddha's presence and recite the Prajna Sutra 10,000 times to clear my heart..."

He threw away a word and ran away, leaving Fang Xing alone to grieve.

"Yes, you can still break the precepts if you become a monk, but if you don't become a monk, you won't even have the chance to break the precepts..."

Fang Xing thought sadly in his heart, his face full of sadness.

Although this afternoon the young monk with deep spiritual roots got talking about demonic thoughts, Fang Xing still couldn't solve his own problem. The young monk Shenxiu became a monk because he was born in a monk temple, but he himself In order to save my life...

So should this monk do it or not?

Fang Xing, whose ears finally calmed down, started walking around Lingshan Temple again with his hands behind his back, sighing.

This huge Lingshan Temple actually has very few monks. Unlike other famous mountain sects that often have tens of thousands of disciples, although Lingshan Temple is the last Buddhist land, there are only a hundred or so monks in the temple, and under normal circumstances The doors are closed tightly and never appear easily. This makes Lingshan Temple a little too quiet. From morning to night, not even a person can be seen. In addition, the drunken and meat monk is now leading seven people in the back mountain. Twelve monks helped Xiao Xue refine demons, and the leader of Lingshan Temple was also stationed there. Uncle Eleven left Lingshan Temple before he woke up and rushed to China, but Fang Xing didn't even have anyone to talk to.

After all, it’s better to take your time and think about this troublesome issue by yourself...

The Mahavira Hall, the Ancient Buddha Dojo, the Bodhi Pagoda Forest, and the Sutra Pavilion are all filled with the lonely figure of Fang Xing.

In the past few days, he also carefully explored his physical condition and found that, as the little monk Shenxiu said, his condition seemed to be completely recovered, but in fact, there were huge hidden dangers. The panacea in his body was always in his mind. He escaped, and now he can maintain his vitality only because of the majestic vitality contained in this all-purpose elixir. When this elixir leaves his body, he will die!

Now I rely on the scriptures on the surface of my body to lock the panacea. However, the power of the scriptures on this body will gradually weaken over time. When this power dissipates to a certain When the level is reached, the panacea will definitely escape.

Unless you practice the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra!

This issue firmly locked Fang Xing, and he couldn't feel at ease.

During this period of time, except for the young monk Shenxiu, no one in Lingshan Temple came to ask him. Firstly, because Xiao Xue's problem had not been completely solved, and secondly, Lingshan Temple probably never thought that Fang Xing would be there. The second way is easy to choose...

People always have to die!

"Well, being a monk is boring, but for the sake of my life..."

Facing the deep dusk, Fang Xing, who had hesitated for many days, finally made a decision with a slap on his thigh.

He calmed down, touched his bald head, and immediately walked slowly towards the depths of Lingshan Temple with heavy steps. He was very hesitant in his heart, and his speed was not fast. It took him half a cup of tea to wander to Lingshan Temple. In front of the Sutra Pavilion in the temple, according to the young monk Shexiu, this pavilion contains many Buddhist scriptures that survived the eradication of Buddhism. They are not specific magic spells, but contain the great truth, which is supreme for practitioners. It is a treasure that all the monks in Lingshan Temple can come in and borrow, but Fang Xing, because he has never agreed to be ordained and his identity is unknown, the headmaster of Lingshan Temple issued a decree that he is not allowed to enter unless he has received the Buddhist ordination scar.

Lingshan Temple is quiet and deserted, but in such an important place as the Buddhist Sutra Hall, there is still an old monk from Jindan Mahayana sitting in the temple. Since Fang Xing entered the temple, he has been seen sitting cross-legged here. He is more distinguished than the ordinary stone lion guarding the door. Still solid.

The old monk must have obtained the decree from the leader. When he saw Fang Xing approaching, he opened his yellow eyes and looked over.

The old monk was silent, but he had obviously expressed his attitude.

If you don't get the scar of the precepts and don't enter Buddhism, you can't enter the Sutra Collection Hall.

But Fang Xing used to look at him pitifully before leaving, but now that he had made a decision, he seemed a little impatient. He rolled his eyes and walked towards the old monk, cursing: "Look at it, look at it." As for girls, is it interesting to guard against me every day like a thief? Although I really don’t want to be a monk, for the sake of my life, I have to enter the Sutra Collection Hall today..."

Even this old monk, who was as steady as a stone lion, had a faint smile on his face when he heard these words from Fang Xing's mouth.

He slowly raised his hand, trying to stop Fang Xing and tell him that even if you have decided to enter Buddhism, you still cannot enter until you have received the ordination scars, truly become a Buddhist disciple, and obtained the first decree. Jing Ge, but just when he raised his palm, Fang Xing, who walked over with an impatient look, suddenly took out his hand, stepped forward, and raised his palm to press.

What a cultivation level Fang Xing has now. He is not a Yuanying, but he is better than a Yuanying. This sudden attack was unexpected and abnormal. His figure directly broke through the short distance of a few feet between the two, holding the hand between his fingers. A purple gold talisman was firmly pressed on the old monk's forehead. At the same time, when this palm was pressed, part of the terrifying palm force was pinched, and the old monk's soul was immediately shaken.

Being suppressed like this by the Purple Gold Talisman again, within a short period of time, even if he had extraordinary cultivation, he would still be unable to escape.

Fang Xing, on the other hand, looked around with admiration. Seeing that there was no one in silence, he rushed into the Sutra Collection Hall with a "swish", pulled out a cloth bag that had been prepared long ago from his arms, and put it towards the He rushed over to the shelves with countless incomplete scriptures and put them into the bags one after another. He didn't have time to tell whether they were good or bad. The Yin Yang God and Demon Book just picked which ones were good.

After a while, he sneaked out of the Sutra Collection Hall in a cunning manner. He used the breath masking technique, and his figure flew like smoke. He avoided the few but very powerful people in the temple with a familiarity. Restricted, go straight to the outside of Lingshan Temple.

"Don't think that after you saved me, I won't take it from you..."