Chapter 100 Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger

Luohan Hall is full of high friends. They are all masters of Buddhist heirs invited by the abbot of Puji from all directions. Most of them have heard of the name of Hongxiu and came forward to congratulate them one after another.

Hongxiu hurriedly floated to bless everyone, and heard a rough voice shouting, "Drunken disciples of the lower secular family, congratulations to Hongxiu Jushi for joining us!"

Looking at the red-sleeved phoenix's eyes, he was a big man with a height of eight feet and a musty face. His eyes were a little drunk and hazy, and he still came forward to bow, and the red sleeves hurriedly returned Wanfu.

Then a short and fat monk came, with his hands folded and salute, dressed in a bright seven-treasure samurai, and his face was also full of smiles, and he looked even more cute on Baozi's face: "Little monk Chiba smiles at Buddha. If there is any difficulty for a red-sleeved resident, you can come to find a poor monk." Thank you very much for your busyness.

"The poor monk Bodhi in the afterlife has seen the red-sleeved monk! I wish the red-sleeved resident a happy early success!" This person's voice is not loud, but full of breath.

Red sleeves look wonderfully. They are also wearing golden sasalis, with a blue face, heroic eyes and shining. Red sleeves have long heard of the name of Bodhi in the afterlife. It is said that he is a famous figure in Western bliss. It turned out to be him! Sure enough, how could he swim to the south of the Yangtze River? Hongxiu secretly shouted bitterly: It may not be possible to fight with the Bodhi mad knife in the afterlife alone, not to mention the abbot Puji, the drunken walker and the smiling Chiba Laughing Buddha, which seems to be difficult to mess with.

Hongxiu sighed for a long time, but said sweetly, "The little girl Hongxiu has been looking forward to the name of Bodhi in the afterlife for a long time. It turns out that she is your Excellency. It's really too late to meet!"

Two people suddenly turned around behind Luohan Hall. In front of Hongxiu, the leader dressed in Yuduo Robo's clothes are brighter than other monks, but his face is fierce, and his smile is even more obscene. He carefully looked at Hongxiu from foot to head before sighing, "Red-sleeved beauty, it's the little monk who hates seeing each other late. , the little monk is happy with the Buddha, and he has heard the name of the red-sleeved girl for a long time. Today, I am infinitely happy!"

Red sleeves frown secretly, why is it the bliss of the West? Su Wen Jingguang Huanxi Buddha belongs to the Western Bliss Tantra. The Jingguang Huanxi Buddha in the teaching is more despised by the northern and southern martial arts than the ** of the dragon and tiger mountain Xuanji real person. A master of Puji actually invited him here, but he could not lack etiquette. He smiled and returned all blessings.

He was dressed in a moon-white jacket, but his appearance was strange, which was the opposite of Jingguang Huanxi Buddha. The man recited the Buddha's name with his palm and said: "The poor monk glazed pharmacist Buddha, together with Jingguang Huanxi Buddha and his brother Bodhi in the afterlife, is a Western blisattva, and has seen the red-sleeved monk."

Red sleeves secretly shouted that the person in front of him is the glazed pharmacist Buddha. It is said that he has superb medical skills and is the holy hand of the descendants of Buddhism. He needs to make good friends and return the salute. He laughed, "It is said that the pharmacist is superb and Buddhist. He is a rare figure in my teaching. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The Jingguang happy Buddha smiled and said, "Our brothers also prepared a meeting gift for the red-sleeved resident, and I hope you can accept it."

Hongxiu hurriedly said, "Oh, thank you for your kindness. How can the little woman do it?"

Jingguang Huanxi Buddha took out a string of golden handballs from the coat, mixed with gold and jewelry, which was obviously valuable. It was engraved with Sanskrit spells, but the red sleeves could not understand a word. The golden beads were fine. The miscellaneous rubies and sapphires were very round, especially eye-catching, and most of them sat around them. The monk, or a lay disciple who is righteous and rich, doesn't care about jewelry, but the red sleeves know the goods. Each of these red sapphires is not worth a lot of gold. He hurriedly refused, "How can a little woman accept such a valuable gift from Master Jingguang?"

Jingguang happy Buddha laughed and said, "What are these things outside? The secret medicine of the Western Regions that Brother Glass wants to give you is a valuable treasure."

He pulled up the red-sleeved hand and put it on himself. It was also normal and praised, "Only a beautiful woman can look good. If you like it, there are a lot of things in my luggage, I'll give it to you another day."

The glazed pharmacist Buddha took out a small box and smiled and said, "Brother Jingguang laughed. The little monk's medicine is not a valuable treasure. This is a secret medicine in the Western Regions. Although it can't kill people, it can also be flesh and white bones. The effect is much better than the thousand-year-old snow ginseng. Let's give it to the red-sleeved monk."

Only then did everyone cast envious eyes. Hongxiu knew that the holy medicine of the glazed pharmacist Buddha was a unique one of Buddhism, so he also took it over and hurriedly thanked the two of them.

There are many masters in the Luohan Hall, and Hongxiu is too late to see them one by one. There are also monks and common people such as those who are not familiar with the Buddha's name for a while, as well as a few good people in the old days. Hongxiu deliberately ignored it. Those people were forced to stay in public, and they were only stunned. Shi Nian was also very helpless.

Hongxiu sat close to the short and fat Chiba smiling Buddha, for fear of disturbing the deliberation time of the abbot of Puji. He looked forward to the masters of Buddhism, but they saw a lot of private discussions. The abbot Puji also seemed to be waiting for someone to stand outside the hall, while the people in the hall talked about the world, some discussed Buddhism and martial arts, and more Younger or very old disciples of monks and secular families gathered together to brag about each other, and glanced at Hongxiu from time to time, obviously talking about Hongxiu that had attracted everyone's attention just now.

Hongxiu is not strange, but it's strange that Chiba laughed at the Buddha sitting cross-legged beside him, just like an old monk, silently reading the scriptures of the three Bodhisattva. Hongxiu couldn't help but finally interrupted with a smile: "Zen Master Chiba! Zen Master Chiba, what are you reading?

Chiba Xiaofu seemed not to hear and ignored her. Hongxiu pushed him, which was like waking up a sleeping baby. Chiba Xiaofu suddenly woke up, but saw that it was a young woman, Hongxiu Jushi. He quickly put his palms together and smiled, "The poor monk settled down and forgot me for a moment and didn't notice the monk, Amitabha!"

Hongxiu also learned to recite the Buddha's name with his palms, but it was not serious at all. He smiled quietly and said, "Master Chiba, so many people are noisy. You can still read into the Buddha. The old monk is ordinary. The little woman is really admired."

Chiba Xiaofo is always smiling, born with a smiling face. At this time, Baozi's face is more like a pleat. He smiled and said, "The monks don't know anything. Except for lay disciples, all our monks will meditate and reach the realm of selflessness."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "I don't believe it. Look at the Jingguang Huanxi Buddha Zen master. He can't sit still. I don't think he will participate in meditation."

Chiba laughed at the Buddha and said, "All Dharma is empty, and all Buddhas return to the sect. We are different from the Dharma he practiced, but the purpose is the same."