Chapter 524: Chapter 239 Aunt Ruo Squats Down and Ties Up Her Long Hair_4
He spoke to himself: "Merit cannot become virtue. Acts of charity, building bridges and roads, are deeds of merit, not virtue.
What is virtue?"
Zheng Dongliu gazed indifferently toward the direction of Minbao Mountain and other peaks. In his sight, demon energy swept through, evil spirits soared to the sky.
Evil spirits, they consume humans.
He was expressionless: "In your ’Six Buddha Altar Scripture’, the first sentence is to see one’s nature is work, equality is virtue. Intent with no obstruction, constantly seeing one’s true nature is called virtue work."
After a pause, he said lightly: "Nothing to do with you."
The Great Infinite Buddha’s smile became increasingly peaceful: "Inner humility is work, external courtesy is virtue, self-cultivation is work, self-disciplinary is virtue..."
Zheng Dongliu listened to his voice, then looked toward the direction of Putuo Mountain, remembering there was a big city on Putuo Mountain, and in the city, a temple named Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, where strict monastic rules were enforced.
"How many people has Putuo Mountain enlightened?" Zheng Dongliu asked: "How many sinners are left in the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple?"
The Great Infinite Buddha clasped his hands: "It has nothing to do with me."
Zheng Dongliu understood, under Lingshan, demons and ghosts; beneath Putuo Mountain, five desires and six dusts.
These had nothing to do with Sumeru Mountain.
Self-cultivation means not getting angry, self-discipline means not doing evil, without greed, anger, stupidity, and delusion, this is the merit of self-cultivation.
Because it has nothing to do with Sumeru Mountain, nothing to do with the Great Infinite Buddha.
But it is related to him.
The Bodhisattva lowers his brow, compassionate to all beings; the Vajra glares angrily, subduing the four demons.
The heart of the Great Infinite Buddha on Sumeru Mountain is like a lotus flower unstained by dust, a mind like still water without waves.
But a single thought can change everything, making the world vast.
The Great Infinite Buddha extended his right hand, with a single thought arose, imposing and grand, as majestic as an Asura descending into the world, carrying endless slaughter.
With a single palm strike, he subdued the demons.
With his back to Zheng Dongliu, his voice was like a huge bell: "Each thought and action is pure, the heart blooms like a moonlit lotus."
The Immortal Device Spirit Mountain beneath his feet exploded suddenly, and the monks reciting scriptures in unison softly chanted a Buddha’s name, being in the mundane world with a heart toward the Pure Land.
Under the Spirit Mountain, tree leaves stretched towards the sky, noble and upright.
Countless leaves swayed gently in the light and shadow, as if telling an ancient story.
Bodhi Tree.
The place where Emperor Shitian once realized the path.
"Sect Master Zheng."
The Great Infinite Buddha turned to look at Zheng Dongliu, smiling: "Between me and him, who will be right, who will be wrong?
Or rather, who will win, who will lose?"
Zheng Dongliu’s voice remained indifferent: "The demons on Lingbao Mountain have all been dealt with by Jin’an."
The Great Infinite Buddha was silent for a while, pondering: "He has been to the Netherworld, hasn’t he?"
Zheng Dongliu looked at the Bodhi Tree beneath his feet: "That’s not important, although you don’t lack demons on a mountaintop, these demons are results carefully nurtured by Lingshan, you can’t easily make up for it."
The Great Infinite Buddha shook his head and smiled: "True, but being able to make up a bit is better than nothing."
He turned around and looked at the Fire Phoenix Boat.
On the Fire Phoenix Boat, Pei Wanyu stood expressionlessly in front of the two Dog Demons, her phoenix eyes like lacquer wells, calm and composed as if she wasn’t an immortal in the late Divine Presence stage.
The Great Infinite Buddha’s smile slightly faded, and after a moment of silence, slightly shook his head, and after a slight meditation, he again looked at Zheng Dongliu, his tone heavier than before.
"Who will win, who will lose?"
He asked for the third time, but each time the question held different underlying meanings.
This time, he meant that this was a debate of Buddhist doctrines.
Zheng Dongliu scoffed, flicking his robe without caring about the old bald monk, but instead looked up towards the void: "How long do you intend to hide?"
Above the Sky Dome, winds stirred, and an Azure Dragon’s head emerged from the void, high above.
Pei Wanyu glanced at this Azure Dragon, a hint of suspicion flashed beneath her eyes.
Because this Azure Dragon was only at the power of the Dragon Emperor, and this Azure Dragon was also the one seen outside the Netherworld before.
Emperor Long Bingquan.
A Dragon Emperor dared to silently cross the Two Realms Pass to come here... does he think his life is long?
In the sky, the Azure Dragon transformed, bowing to Zheng Dongliu.
"Sect Master Zheng, I came without an invitation, please forgive me, but this is of utmost importance..."
While speaking, Jun Bingquan offered a delicate box with both hands, gently opening it, a scorching blood aura emanated.
"These are a hundred drops of Blood of the Reversed Scale from the Dragon Clan, a small gift, not a token of respect, I hope you accept it."
Zheng Dongliu’s hands were behind his back, his expression unmoved.
"Today is truly lively."
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In the White Jade Palace, the gentle breathing of the woman was like a stream softly flowing through the mountains, not piercing, but remarkably pleasant and melodious.
Xiao Yinruo was pressed against the wall in the room, her cheeks flushed as she looked unblinkingly at Lu Jin’an who was just within arm’s reach, her hands resting on his shoulders, fingertips gently pinching his earlobe.
Her plain white attire had its diagonal collar half open, revealing a lotus carp belly band, the tightened belly band couldn’t stretch the majestic curve, the carp gently poked its head from the collar’s edge, seeming to bubble with her breaths.
"Does it look good?" Xiao Yinruo smiled lightly: "Having seen enough of Wanyu’s seductive belly band, don’t you want to see something more simple and elegant?"
"Hmm..."
"Nanzhi also often wears this type of belly band, who looks better?" Xiao Yinruo pinched Lu Jin’an’s earlobe: "Answer Aunt Ruo."
Lu Jin’an glanced at Xiao Yinruo, this elder definitely has some unknown quirks.
Just like Nanzhi’s love for role-playing.
Are women who cultivate the Forget Love Path all so secretly passionate?
Lu Jin’an pondered, speaking softly: "You are older than her."
"What else?" Xiao Yinruo’s eyes shimmered: "Look further?"
If looking further, it probably involves coordinated hand-eye movement.