Chapter 113 Does the Bodhisattva see if I have an affinity with Buddha?

Although she had some suspicions, the bamboo pole caused Guanyin Bodhisattva to have a slight doubt in her heart.

The small sword was the companion magic weapon of the saint of the Jie Sect. Almost everyone who survived from that time has seen it. Even if they cannot recognize the shape of the sword, they can clearly distinguish the pure aura contained within it.

But the fact that he possessed both the Qingping Sword and the Six Pure Bamboo Roots was what puzzled him the most.

It's like a fire and a bowl of water.

How can water and fire coexist?

Guanyin Bodhisattva shook her head slightly. Although she couldn't know where this cat's master came from, the only thing she was sure of was that the person standing behind him was definitely not as simple as she imagined.

Perhaps it is.

Or perhaps there are two.

However, considering these two sages...

Guanyin's eye twitched slightly, indicating that there were likely three or four.

Thinking of this, Guanyin couldn't help but step forward and bow slightly to Su Bai, asking, "May I ask where the Little Cat Daoist comes from?"

Su Bai had actually been observing the three bodhisattvas in front of him all along.

He remembered that Wanling had told him some information about these three people.

These three were also involved in the great battle of the Investiture of the Gods, and they were unstoppable, killing anyone who stood in their way.

However, what was unexpected was that after the three of them had their three flowers on their heads and their five qi in their chests removed, they resolutely broke away from the Chan Sect and turned to the Western Sect.

This action not only surprised the disciples of the Jie Sect, but also cast an indelible shadow of shame over the entire Chan Sect.

It is said that although Guang Chengzi had lost his magic power, he still wanted to forcefully use the Fan Tian Seal to kill the three of them, but he was stopped by the Primordial Sage.

Now, looking at these three bodhisattvas, Su Bai peeked out from Yang Jian's embrace, carefully examined them, and said, "Greetings, three bodhisattvas."

The three of them were taken aback, exchanged glances, and then burst into hearty laughter when they looked at the kitten.

"Greetings, Little Cat Daoist."

"My name is Su Bai, and I live in a corner of this Heavenly Court."

"Unfortunately, my master never taught me any supernatural powers or magic, so I can't fly. Every time I go back, Nezha or Yang Jian have to carry me."

Upon hearing this, the three of them pretty much understood.

After they converted to the Western Religion, due to some schemes by the Supreme Lord, the Western Religion completely changed its allegiance and transformed into Buddhism overnight.

The two Western saints were even expelled from Buddhism, and for a time the entire West had virtually no connection with them.

To be honest, whenever they thought of this, the three Bodhisattvas couldn't help but praise the Supreme Sage's move of cutting off the fuel supply from under the cauldron as extremely brilliant.

But this is not without its advantages for them.

Although Buddhism cannot be compared with the Western religions and the three religions of that time, it is not bad either.

This situation, as people often say, is that nothing in this world is perfect; a state of being neither full nor empty is just right.

As for the two saints from the West, after the Western religion changed its allegiance, they flew towards the Heavenly Court. Now that I think about it, they should have gone to that void.

After a moment's thought, Guanyin nodded slightly and said, "I see that Fellow Daoist Cat's cultivation is currently on the verge of a breakthrough. Why don't you come with me to take a look around? Perhaps we'll find something unexpected."

Upon hearing Guanyin's words, Su Bai hesitated for a moment. It wasn't that he was worried about something happening to him, but rather that he wasn't very familiar with Guanyin.

It's perfectly normal to have concerns.

But upon closer reflection, if, as he said, he could break through his cultivation level here, he might be able to give his master a pleasant surprise when he returned.

With that in mind, Su Bai agreed.

Then it jumped directly from Yang Jian's arms into Guanyin's hand.

……

The Bodhisattva looked at the kitten's amusing appearance and couldn't help but feel a hint of affection on his face.

He was just passing through the East Sea that day, and the three little guys had been causing trouble, so he was worried that the Dragon King of the East Sea might find them in the Dragon Palace and didn't stay long.

Upon closer inspection today, he found himself quite fond of it.

"Cat Daoist has many magical treasures, but magical treasures are ultimately external things. He still needs to cultivate himself more."

Su Bai turned and glanced at him: "I've heard this many times. Basically, everyone says it when we meet."

The Bodhisattva was speechless. This cat was truly honest. If others had heard this, they would probably have been overjoyed and even grateful. But this cat, on the other hand, did not feel the slightest bit of emotion.

They did appear somewhat unmoved.

If one becomes a Buddha...

Just as he had this thought, a gentle breeze suddenly swept through the hall.

You must know that this place is the sacred palace of the Western Paradise, how could the wind possibly blow in?

The breeze brushed against my face, carrying no ill intent, yet it left me with a warm feeling.

The Bodhisattva opened his mouth and blinked, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

He already had a general idea of ​​who this little cat Daoist's master was.

Suppressing that thought deep in his heart, he began to take Su Bai around.

Today is a grand Buddhist ceremony, a day when ten thousand Buddhas gather, and many immortals and Buddhas are gathered here.

Some people sit and discuss philosophy, while others drink heartily.

Looking at all this, Su Bai couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it said that monks can't drink alcohol?"

The Bodhisattva smiled and said, "Monks are not allowed to drink alcohol, but if you have already become a Buddha, what difference is there between wine and water?"

"When an ordinary person becomes a monk, they are just entering the Buddhist order, or even have not yet entered the Buddhist order."

"Meditation and chanting scriptures are also divided into those who have not yet entered the gate and those who have not yet entered the gate."

"If all the monks and nuns in the world merely pay lip service to these worldly rules, but do not cultivate merit, self-cultivation, or the law of cause and effect, then for them, not becoming a monk or nun is the same."

"But people's choices are their own, and we gods and Buddhas cannot interfere. Even if we encounter a person with spirituality, or someone who is destined to be with the Buddha, we can only offer a little guidance. Whether they understand or not is also up to them."

"Does the Bodhisattva see that I have an affinity with Buddha?"

Upon hearing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva abruptly stopped in her tracks, a bitter feeling welling up inside her.

This little thing really knows how to bring up the most sensitive topics; can't it just ask a different question?

"this……"

"It is a great blessing for our Buddhist community that you have gathered here for this grand Buddhist ceremony. Today, this humble monk will speak about what it means to be a Buddha."

Just as the Bodhisattva was about to say something, a loud voice suddenly came from the main hall.

Although the sound was loud, it was not deafening; on the contrary, it made people feel extremely at ease.

Following the sound, on the main hall, there was a huge Buddha statue. Its gaze swept over everyone present, a slight smile appeared on its lips, and its hands formed a Dharma mudra.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Su Bai felt that the big monk with a head full of meat buns seemed to be staring at him.