I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Chapter 488: I am a heavenless Buddha

"Variety?"

Ling Ping'an recalled several variety shows that he had watched that spoofed passersby.

He frowned slightly, a little unhappy.

Because if it's a variety show, it's too much.

This can be a complaint.

Public occasions are serious occasions like Taizu Memorial Hall.

Variety shows come in disorder, do you want to be blocked?

Or do you want to bear the blame?

It should be noted that this Taizu Memorial Hall is a sanctuary in many people's hearts.

Especially the Yin and Shang tribes in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but everyone worshipped Emperor Taizu as the savior.

Taizu is indeed their savior.

Therefore, if the people of Northern Zhou Dynasty knew about the chaos at the Taizu Memorial Hall.

That will blow up hair.

The Kingdom of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it was a big country with a population of three to four billion.

The economy is second only to the homeland in the Federal Empire.

It also has a large-scale ‘militia’.

These "militias" even have heavy strategic bombers.

There are even two aircraft carrier battle groups.

I heard that the Federal Empire’s Strategic Missile Force also deployed a dozen brigades in the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

I'm so anxious, people really dare to "Qinwang" and "Qingjun side".

Variety TV station?

People can pinch to death with a finger.

You don't even have to wait for the people of Bei Zhou to scold the streets.

The people in the imperial capital can tear up the guys who messed up at the Taizu Memorial Hall.

and so……

It is unlikely to be a TV variety show.

Could it be a show planned by the royal family?

It is possible, but unlikely.

Lingping thought about these.

But his inner thoughts were disturbing.

"What do you care about these trivial matters?"

He faintly has such thoughts.

Under the surging of these thoughts, he gradually became a little indifferent.

What do you want to do?

He has always been like this.

there is always a solution to a problem.

all will be good.

I have never bothered to think about things around me.

This has always been the case.

Anyway, one person is full and the whole family is not hungry.

Everything, as long as you are comfortable.

Therefore, he gradually stopped thinking about what it was now.

He looked at the people around him, and kept paying him solemn and pious worship.

People, men, women and children, put their hands together.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

He laughed.

"Well... whether it's a spoof or variety show!"

"Want to watch brother make a fool of yourself?"

"Don't think about it!"

As for other possibilities?

It is not in his consideration at all.

"What is my Buddha?" Lingping said in a righteous and righteous manner: "Where is there any **** and Buddha?"

While talking, he looked for the location of the camera.

But when people saw him speak, they all showed bright smiles of immense joy.

"My Buddha is right!" They said in unison: "Where is there any **** and Buddha in this world?"

"If there is, it must be a false **** and a Buddha!"

Got it!

Listening to this, why does it seem to be mocking him?

Moreover, the tone is not right.

Are you like materialists who believe that there are no gods and Buddhas?

Lingping looked at these people, and inexplicably thought of the believers who had seen them go to the temple to offer incense when they were young.

This is also the look.

There was a word in the mouth: "Bless the Buddha, bless the gods..."

There is a rosary in his hand.

But he didn't know that in the eyes of these people, his expression was indifferent like an iceberg.

The words spoken are even more irresistible.

"What is the Buddha?" The Buddha's tone was full of blame, just like a school teacher who hates the bad guys.

"There are no gods and Buddhas in this world?!"

The Buddha's nostrils trembled slightly.

On Baoxiang's solemn face, the black Buddha light was flowing with a holy sacred color.

And on the floor, the monks sitting on the black lotus, their sound of knocking on the wooden fish, also changed.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away..."

"Let go of obsession, the five aggregates are empty..."

Then the two kinds of Sanskrit singing are mixed together, one high and one low, one low and the other high, echoing each other and blending with each other.

"Put down the butcher knife (put down the obsession) and become a Buddha on the spot (all the five aggregates are empty)!"

It seems that the chanting is a scripture of great freedom and great liberation from the false Buddha.

In fact, every word is a mockery and contempt for the false Buddha.

So everyone understood.

The Buddha is enlightening these laboring beings.

All beings are suffering, so be happy in suffering.

The world is not worth it, so I am more worth it.

What are Gods and Buddhas?

Believe in yourself, everyone is a Buddha and everyone is a god.

Only those who don't believe in themselves, those weak, stupid, and weak guys, have to kneel down and worship those clay statues and weak gods and Buddhas.

The real strong.

Hold the throat of fate and take charge of your life.

Break the rock to see Wukong?

wrong!

I condense the rock into gold.

So up can make up the sky, down can settle down!

So, from now on out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements!

This is the real great freedom, this is the real great liberation!

But I was too stupid, like rotten wood.

You can only labor the Buddha and release himself.

This grand avenue finally appeared before his eyes.

"My Buddha..." the young man who first wanted to take a photo with his mobile phone asked enthusiastically: "My disciple, please be brave, please give me a honorable name..."

With that, he wanted to kneel down and worship.

But there is a power that does not allow him to do so.

He perceives in the dark that this is my Buddha's rules.

Everyone is a Buddha, everyone is himself, and everyone keeps himself.

The Buddha is just the forerunner on the road to explore truth and wisdom.

Therefore, there is no need to bow down and worship, let alone the golden body and incense of the false Buddha.

As for what the pseudo-Buddha said, reciting the sutra to people once, and collecting six buckets and six liters of rice gold, I still feel that it is not worth it, and I have to do bad things.

The true Buddha disdains it.

Because of the true Buddha, plucking a dime to benefit the world will not do it.

He is the forerunner who walks on the path of real great liberation and great freedom.

As far as the true Buddha is concerned, holding on to my thoughts, doing my things, doing what I should do, living in the present, living in this life, and owning this life are everything!

I like my advantages.

I also like my shortcomings.

Thinking of this, the young man saw that "I Buddha" showed a bright smile of relief, a look that was teachable to a child.

Then he heard the Buddha say softly: "Me?"

There was a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

It seems to be a mockery of the world, but also a pity for stupid beings and ignorant people.

The world is stupid, how do you know the road?

The world is weak, so be deceived.

Then he heard the Buddha solemnly said: "I am lawless!"

"Wu Tian Buddha!"

He smiled ~www.ltnovel.com~ Baoxiang was solemn and extremely compassionate.

This compassion is completely different from the false compassion of the false Buddha.