I Really Am Not The Lord Of Demon Chapter 485
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"Variety show?"
Ling pingan recalled a few variety shows he had seen that specialized in making fun of passersby.
He frowned slightly and was a little unhappy.
Because, if it was a variety show, it would be too much.
This was something that could be complained about.
In a public place, or in a serious place like the Taizu Memorial Hall.
If a variety show messed around, was it trying to be banned?
Or did they want to bear the blame of thousands of people?
One had to know that the Taizu Memorial Hall was the Sacred Hall in the hearts of many people.
Especially the yin and Shang Dynasty tribe of the Northern Zhou. Everyone worshipped the Taizu Emperor as their savior.
The Taizu was indeed their savior.
Therefore, if the people of the Northern Zhou knew that they were messing around in the Taizu Memorial Hall...
They would be furious.
The Beizhou Kingdom was a large country with a population of 300 to 400 million.
Its economy was second only to the Federal Empire's metropolitan territory.
It also had a large-scale militia.
These militia even had heavy strategic bombers.
There were even two aircraft carrier battle groups.
It was said that the Federal Empire's strategic missile force had deployed more than ten brigades in the Northern Zhou.
If pushed to a corner, they would really dare to be a 'diligent king'or a 'clean monarch'.
A mere variety television station?
They could be crushed to death with a single finger.
They didn't even need to wait for the people of the Northern Zhou to curse.
The people of the imperial capital could even tear apart those fellows who messed around in the Taizu Memorial Hall.
Therefore..
It was unlikely that it was a variety television station.
Could it be a program planned by the Imperial Family?
It was possible, but it was unlikely.
Ling Pingan thought about these things.
However, the thoughts in his heart were in turmoil.
"Why do I care about these trivial matters?"
He faintly had this thought.
Under these thoughts, he gradually became indifferent.
Why do I think so much?
He had always been like this.
He would take things as they came.
When the boat reached the end of the bridge, it would be natural.
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He had never been too lazy to think about the things around him.
It had always been like this.
In any case, the whole family would not be hungry if one person ate their fill.
Everything would be fine as long as he was comfortable.
Therefore, he gradually stopped thinking about what exactly was going on.
He looked at the crowd around him and continued to worship him solemnly and devoutly.
Regardless of whether it was men, women, old or young, everyone put their hands together.
"Buddha is merciful!"
"Buddha is merciful!"
He laughed.
"Alright... Whether it's a prank or a Variety Show!"
"You want to see me make a fool of Myself?"
"Don't even think about it!"
As for the other possibilities?
They were not even within his consideration.
"What do you mean by 'Buddha is merciful!'"ling pingan said righteously, "How can there be any gods or Buddhas?"
As he spoke, he searched for the location of the camera.
However, when the people saw him speak, they all revealed bright smiles of incomparable joy.
"Buddha is right!"They said in unison, "How can there be any gods and Buddhas in this world?"
"If there are, then it must be false gods and false Buddhas!"
Damn!
Why did these words sound like they were mocking him?
Moreover, the tone was not right.
Do you all look like materialists who believe that there are no Gods and Buddhas?
Ling Pingan looked at these people and inexplicably thought of the believers who went to the temple to offer incense when he was young.
It was the same expression.
He muttered, "Bodhisattva bless, God bless..."
In his hand was a prayer bead.
However, he did not know that in these people's eyes, his expression was as indifferent as an ice mountain.
The words that came out of his mouth carried an irresistible meaning.
"What do you mean by 'Buddha, Buddha, Buddha'?"The Buddha's tone was full of blame, just like how a school teacher treated the inferior students, hating the fact that they had failed to live up to expectations.
"How can there be any Gods and Buddhas in this world? !"
The Buddha's nostrils trembled slightly.
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On his solemn face, the Black Buddhist light was flowing with a holy and holy luster.
On the floor, the monks sitting on the black lotuses also changed their voices when they knocked on the wooden fish.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become Buddha on the spot..."
"Put down the obsession, the five reserves are all empty..."
Then, the two Sanskrit chants mixed together, one high and one low, one low and one high, echoing each other and merging with each other.
"Put down the butcher's knife (put down the obsession) and become Buddha on the spot (the five reserves are all empty) !"
It seemed like they were chanting the scripture of the great liberation of the pseudo-buddha.
In fact, every word was a mockery and contempt for the false Buddha.
So, everyone understood.
The Buddha is enlightening the laborious beings.
All beings are suffering, so they have to enjoy the suffering.
The human world is not worth it, so they are more worth it.
What is a god or Buddha?
Believe in yourself, everyone is a Buddha, everyone is a god.
Only those who do not believe in themselves, those weak, stupid, weak guys, have to kneel down and worship those clay statues and the weak gods and Buddhas.
The truly strong.
Grasping the throat of fate, taking control of their own lives.
Breaking the stone to see the sky?
Wrong!
I condensed the stone into gold.
Thus, I can mend the sky, and I can settle down and live my life!
Thus, I can jump out of the three realms, and not be in the five elements!
This is the true freedom, this is the true great liberation!
However, I am too stupid, like rotten wood.
He could only trouble the Buddha to explain himself.
This grand path finally appeared in front of him.
"My Buddha..."the young man who initially wanted to take a photo with his phone asked with extreme enthusiasm, "I dare to ask my Buddha to bestow your name..."
As he said this, he wanted to kneel down and worship.
However, there was a strength that did not allow him to do so.
He felt that this was the rule of the Buddha.
Everyone was a Buddha, everyone for themselves and everyone for themselves.
The Buddha was only a pioneer in the path of truth and wisdom.
Therefore, there was no need to kneel down and worship, and there was no need for the golden body and incense of the false Buddha.
As for what the false Buddha said, he recited the scriptures and received six buckets of rice and six liters of gold. He felt that it was not worth it and he had to do bad things to others.
The True Buddha disdained it.
Because the true Buddha did not want to pluck a single hair to benefit the world. He knew that the world would not take a single person.
He was a pioneer who walked on the true path of Great Liberation and freedom.
For the True Buddha, holding on to my thoughts, doing my things, doing what I should do, living in the present, living in this life, having this life was everything!
I like my strengths.
I also like my weaknesses.
Thinking of this, the young man saw the 'Buddha'reveal a brilliant smile of relief, with a look of a child who could be taught.
He heard the Buddha say softly, "Me?"
The corner of his mouth revealed an incomparably mocking smile.
It was as if he was mocking the world, and was also pitying the foolish people and ignorant people.
How could the people know the Great Dao if they were all stupid?
The people were all weak, so they were deceived by others.
Then he heard the Buddha say solemnly, "I am no heaven!"
"No Heaven Buddha!"
He smiled.
His appearance was solemn, and he was extremely merciful.
This kind of mercy was completely different from the fake mercy of the fake Buddha.
It was the real great mercy.
The mockery at the corner of his mouth was so sincere.
The Black Lotus under his feet was so magnanimous.
Just like his honorific name.
No Sky!
A honorific name filled with countless great wisdom and great principles.
Just thinking back on these two short words, people had already understood a lot.
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