Looking at Jing'an Division, who had been left far behind, Kongjing finally relaxed.

"Huh, every time I come to Jing'an, it's so uncomfortable. Kong Jing said.

Wu Zhong was puzzled: "Why are you so serious, is it just because you supervise the monks of the world?"

The comfortable expression returned to the empty face: "Naturally not." ”

"What's the reason for that?"

"See if you don't understand, I'll tell you about it. ”

Jing'an Division, originated in the Tang Dynasty, has continued to this day, but there is not only one Jing'an Division across the country, but every identity will be set up, just like the Public Security Department. But the difference is the address of the Yasuyasu Division, which has not changed for more than a thousand years.

It is said that under each Jing'an Division, powerful demons are suppressed, some have been imprisoned recently, some have been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and I don't know what the situation is now.

In addition, Jing'an Division is also responsible for coordinating the demon clan, the ghost clan floating in the world, and the hell of the Yin Division.

"So every time I walk into Jing'an, there will be invisible pressure, which makes people breathless. "The emptiness is innocent.

"Why didn't I feel it?" Wu Zhong disagreed.

Kongjing looked at Wu Zhong pitifully: "Because your cultivation is low." ”

Wu Zhong had nothing to say.

"What are you cultivating?"

"The early stage of the gods. "Empty and contented.

Wu Zhong had an expression of disbelief on his face: "How old are you this year, you won't be a few hundred years old, right?"

"What do you want, I'm only 17 years old!" said Kujing angrily.

Wu Zhong was shocked, this is too powerful.

"Amazing, right?" Seeing Wu Zhong's surprised look, he said proudly, "And I've only practiced for three years." He held up three fingers and dangled in front of Wu Zhong.

Wu Zhong no longer knew how to express the shock in his heart at this moment. A thousand words are combined into two words.

"Awesome!"

"By the way, I met a monk some time ago, the Dharma name is empty, do you know each other?" Wu Zhong suddenly thought of the monk with kind eyebrows, and Yue Qingyu, who had never spoken.

"Of course, that's my third senior brother. Kong Jing said.

"I see. ”

The two returned to this bustling commercial street, and there were relatively few people.

"At this time of the month, there will be a large number of people doing business on this street, and they usually have to cultivate, so naturally they won't have much time to do business. Looking at the already closed storefront, Kong Jing explained.

The two quickly left the area, still crossing through the ethereal door and returning to the place where they had parked.

"How did you meet my third senior brother? He has been outside lately, and I haven't seen him for a long time. "Kongjing began to set off for home.

So Wu Zhong told Kong Jing what happened a few days ago.

"Speaking of which, something suddenly occurred to me and I wanted to ask you for advice. Wu Zhong said suddenly.

"So politely, that's it. Kong Jing said.

"People say that the world is fair, but it is unfair, and when you encounter unfair things, you can't fight for it, just like that female ghost, her death can be regarded as an unfair cause, so how to solve it?" Wu Zhong asked, this question bothered him for a while, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Well, what do you think is a lifetime?" asked Kongjing rhetorically.

"Nature is from birth to death. ”

"But what is death?" asked Kong Jing again.

"If the organism has no vital characteristics, it is considered death. Wu Zhong was puzzled, "What are you asking for?"

"In the monastic world, that's not how it is defined. In our eyes, a reincarnation is a lifetime, and death is a soul that is scattered and cannot be reborn forever. Kongjing said with a little seriousness.

"Therefore, the death of the body, for us, is only the decay of the body, the soul is still intact, and all the memories are preserved, so naturally it is not death. And what people do before the death of the body, the way of heaven will be recorded, good deeds, evil deeds, when your soul leaves the body and enters the underworld, they will be liquidated one by one. Those who do good deeds will arrange for others to be reincarnated, and even have the opportunity to stay in the underworld and become ghosts and immortals, while those who do all the evil deeds will enter the eighteenth layer of hell.

"This goes back to the female ghost you said. Her death does make people feel compassionate, but all this will naturally have the Netherworld to do the reckoning, and the people who hurt her and let her be the guy who replaces the dead ghost will be punished by the eighteen layers of hell when she enters the underworld. If she continues to look for a stand-in, when she enters the underworld, the account will also be counted on her head. Kong Jing said.

"But if you don't find a substitute, it's really pitiful for a person to be trapped in a square inch of land. Wu Zhong sighed.

"Yes, but on the day when Yang is at the end of her life, there will be a yin cha to come and take her back into reincarnation, and she will also arrange for someone to give her birth, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation. Kong Jing said.

Hearing this, Wu Zhong nodded secretly. The bits and pieces of life that you do in the world will be liquidated in the end.

"There is one more thing I don't understand, like this situation, you can ask your family to react to the local city god, no matter how bad it is, there is still a land lord, and Mount Tai is a famous sacred mountain, and there are not a few immortals who have been awarded here, why is there no response?" Wu Zhong was puzzled.

Kong Jing smiled, but faintly revealed a kind of helplessness: "Who told you that there are immortals in the world?"

Wu Zhong's face froze: "There are no immortals in the world?"

"Nope. ”

"There are no immortals in the world. ”

When the two returned to the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, Wu Zhong was still a little confused. The amount of information available today is beyond his capacity. So now he can't remember exactly how he left.

"There are no immortals in the world. The words of emptiness still echoed in his ears. Wu Zhong was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his heart was filled with this news, messy, and unpeaceful.

"What exactly is going on, some people don't know it now, and some people don't even know that there are no immortals in the world. "When I heard the news, I was shocked. I'm not afraid of your jokes, my talent, if I can't become an immortal or go to the West Heaven, I feel panicked. But throughout the past few hundred years, no one has become an immortal, and it seems that this rumor is true. ”

"I was not reconciled, and I went around looking through the classics and looking for news, but I found nothing. Until one day, I met an old monk. Kong Jing recalled that day, "At that time, I was almost discouraged, and the news that there were no immortals in the world really hit me enough." So during that time, I gave up my practice and traveled everywhere. I remember that day I came to the foot of an unnamed mountain, and there was only one ruined temple except for the first small village not far away. I thought there was no one living there, but when I walked in, I found an old monk who was cleaning the temple step by step. ”

I stepped forward and greeted the old monk, who followed the voice and looked at me, and then I realized that his eyes were covered with white obstacles, and he was obviously out of sight. Under the guidance of the old monk, we walked into the main hall, and when I walked in, I was really shocked, everything in front of me was clean and clean, not dilapidated at all, and it was completely opposite to what I saw from the outside. That night, I stayed at the monastery. The sky of the temple is really beautiful, there is no haze, no hustle and bustle of the city, only a few lights not far away, and a clear starry sky overhead. That night was the best night I slept in that time.

"The next morning, when I got up, the old monk had already cleaned the monastery and was doing his morning service alone. Seeing this, I unconsciously sat down next to him and finished the morning class with him. And it was then that I suddenly realized that the things in the world are not the pursuit of happiness in the distance, but the cherishing of the present. I think back to following Master since I was a child, listening to Master's teachings, enjoying the love and love brought by my brothers, and being so happy every day, what luxury do I have? And at that time, my cultivation broke through to the transformation of the gods.

"After the morning lecture and having breakfast with the old monk, he suddenly said, 'Go back.' I understood what he was talking about, and I got up and said goodbye to the old monk. When I returned to the monastery, I found that Master and my brothers were all waiting for me at the door, and when I looked at their faces that were no longer young, I felt that I had gone too far. That night, Master gave me a book, and I realized why.

"Since Master Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty retrieved Mahayana Buddhism, Buddhism has flourished, and Taoism has been excluded almost without a foothold. Later, for some reason, great changes occurred in the heavenly court, the heavenly court changed hands in one day, the Jade Emperor was nowhere to be found, Zhou Tian and the stars were in the lower realm, and all the immortals did not come out. Later, this turmoil blew to the western sky, and Elysium also closed the mountain gate, no longer caring about ordinary things. In the end, even several famous saints retreated one after another and did not reappear.

"Since then, the way of heaven has been missing, and no one in the world has become an immortal. ”

These words are still vivid in his ears, disturbing Wu Zhong's heart.

When Wu Zhong cultivated, he didn't take it seriously, and whether he became an immortal or not didn't have much attraction, but it was a goal.

For as long as he can remember, everything Wu Zhong has done has been arranged. I was arranged to go to a welfare home, I was arranged to go to school, I was arranged to live in accommodation, I was arranged to everything. Even the goals are clear, junior high school, high school, and university, these goals are clear and necessary. Until college graduates, while work can still be counted as a goal, the goal is broad and unclear. At that time, he was also confused for a while, but he knew that these were the only ways to go. Working for decades, retiring, and dying. But since stepping into the path of monasticism and becoming a monk, the established life route has been completely changed, but fortunately, there is also the illusory goal of becoming an immortal, but now even this goal is gone.

He didn't like it. Aimless, not needed and not needed.

Wu Zhong nested in bed and had no sleep all night. I didn't want to get up the next day, and continued to lie in bed, and my mind didn't know where to go.

He was wondering what he was going to do next. A salary of 8,000 a month is really good, but what about the next one? , I really can't figure it out.