Zhang Heng thought for a while and replied: "I am a Taoist. Stones from other mountains can attack jade. I also have a three-level understanding of Buddhism. I don't ask for a deep explanation."

"Maitreya Holy Land..."

Zhang Heng paused: "In the past, when Sakyamuni was giving lectures, the demon king Bo Xun came down to the realm and debated with Sakyamuni."

"Threatening that in the Age of Ending Dharma, demons will sneak into the monks' houses, wear cassocks, destroy the Dharma, distort the scriptures, subvert the precepts, and create a dilemma between demons and Buddhas."

"Nowadays, Maitreya Holy Land is nominally a Buddhist holy land, under the banner of the future Buddha."

"But in fact, opening one's mouth to kill one's karma does not mean killing one's person; closing one's mouth allows wine and meat to pass through the intestines."

"As long as you shave your head and recite Amitabha, you will be regarded as a Buddhist, and the rest will be ignored."

"From my point of view, this is not a Buddhist holy place, but a group of demons dressed in monk robes."

"If people in the world learn this, they will surely enter the devil's path."

"I am a Taoist. I don't pay homage to the Buddha, but I do respect it. I am three points of courtesy to the monks who have the Tao."

"The Holy Land of Maitreya is different. It uses killing to protect lives as its slogan, and calls for killing all those who do not believe in Buddhism, and then the world will be prosperous. This is a great statement."

"So in my opinion, a Buddhist holy place that can say such things should not exist in this world."

Well...

After listening to Zhang Heng’s words.

Guan Shu was stunned for a while, and then nodded and said: "You have a thorough understanding of the Holy Land of Maitreya. The fact that you have such an understanding means that you must not be a traitor to the Holy Land of Maitreya."

Naturally, Zhang Heng cannot be a traitor.

The foundation of the sect of Maitreya Holy Land, as well as the current core teachings, revolve around the idea of ​​killing one's deeds rather than killing one's people, and that wine and meat pass through the intestines.

To deny it is to deny the existence significance of Maitreya Holy Land.

This is a sin that cannot be redeemed by death. In the eyes of Buddhist cultivators at Maitreya Holy Land, they are enemies of Buddha, which is more serious than killing their parents."

After all, Maitreya Holy Land is different from Yaochi Immortal Sect.

A monk is a monk who practices Buddhism.

No matter what you are like in the secular world, as long as you join the Holy Land of Maitreya, you will only be a monk of the Holy Land of Maitreya and have nothing to do with the secular world.

There are no parents, relatives or friends there.

There is only the Buddha, the Dharma, and the monks and believers who support the Dharma.

Unlike Yaochi, becoming an inner disciple also gives you family leave and encourages you to develop your family.

"It seems like I said a few more words!"

After closing and leaving.

Recalling the look in his eyes as if he was looking at a madman when he looked at him, Zhang Heng whispered: "Just say as much as you want. I don't have a good impression of Buddhism. It's a pity that there is no sea of ​​​​fa in this world, otherwise...

.”

Thinking of the world of Liaozhai.

There is a scene of Fahai tearing off his clothes at every turn and shouting about the mighty Tianlong.

If he could come to the world of disaster, Buddhism in this world would be in trouble.

"Buddhas and demons are unpredictable, and all living beings suffer."

"The road to the Holy Land of Maitreya has gone astray. Perhaps it would not be a pity for the people above to destroy it, right?"

Thinking of the future Buddhist scriptures in Maitreya Holy Land.

Zhang Heng looked at the sky, then at himself, and thought to himself: "It's a pity that I have a special status and am not a native of this world. Otherwise, with my current strength, even if I cannot destroy the Holy Land of Maitreya, I can still destroy the future Buddhist scriptures."

Take it away, the hard part is the aftermath..."

Think about it.

Zhang Heng still resisted the urge.

Although in the upper realm, Maitreya Buddha's reputation is not good.

Many immortals say that when Maitreya smiles when he sees people, he laughs and laughs when something happens... and can't handle it.

But no matter what, these are the past, present, and future, the future Buddha among the three Buddhas.

No matter how bad your kid is, it’s not anyone else’s turn to tell you what to do.

The cause and effect of destroying the Holy Land of Maitreya is not easy to bear.

"It's not easy for me to take action directly."

"But the others..."

Zhang Heng thought of Yun Lingzhi again: "If the Yaochi Immortal Sect destroys the Holy Land of Maitreya, I will just follow behind and drink some soup. The cause and effect cannot be traced to me, right?"

The cataclysmic world is a playground for immortals and Buddhas.

The great gods from all walks of life have descended on each other to form inheritances, either as immortal sects or holy places, and they are constantly attacking each other.

Over the past two thousand years, countless inheritances have been cut off and destroyed.

However, there has never been an immortal or Buddhist decree descending to the realm. It is obvious that such an attack has long been tacitly approved by the superiors.

In this case.

What if the natives here in Yaochi destroyed the Holy Land of Maitreya and took away the future Buddhist scriptures.

The future Buddha probably won’t be able to say anything.

When the time comes, he is afraid that there will be no meat to eat if he follows.

Think of this.

Zhang Heng felt it was time to add more fire.

So I took a wooden sign, wrote a few words on it, and hung it at the entrance of the cave.

Submit a letter.

"Xianmen is my home, and its construction depends on everyone."

"From today onwards, we will carry out private customization of elixirs. The best elixirs will be given in large quantities. Don't let yourself lose at the starting line."

The sign was up for three days.

There are butlers for talking and laughing, and there are no outside doors for coming and going.

But waited and waited.

I just don’t see Yun Lingzhi visiting me.

Zhang Heng was a little puzzled.

Later I thought about it, the boss is often empty-handed and looks good on the surface, but he may be something different behind the scenes.

Maybe, just like the Yamaguchi group, the leader of the group is going to take the club members to the supermarket to steal watermelons.

Think of this.

Zhang Heng was thoughtful.

So with a stroke of his pen, he added a few more strokes on the signboard: "It is allowed to use other items to offset the account."
Chapter completed!