The autumn wind wants to be bleak, but the flowers are full of wind. Who is man-made on the ethereal building? The white tiger dwells in it, and I Buddha plays the three vehicles. Who wants to talk about the world? The spring breeze also suppresses the autumn wind.

Chen Fan stayed on the island for three days, but he was not idle, and spent a hundred merit points to exchange a misty building from the system, in which he preached Mahayana Buddhism to Baihu, Ao Ling and Fire Spirit, but was seen by fishermen who lived on the seaside, and after returning he preached that he had met the true Buddha.

Chen Fan used his supernatural powers to enter the emperor's dream at night, and when the emperor woke up, he also left a vague back to him, as Chen Fan expected, the next morning, he informed the ministers, and in the past two days, it was rumored that there was a true Buddha living on the overseas island, which made the emperor convinced, so he went to find it himself, walked according to the route in the dream, and firmly believed that he could find it.

Looking at the many ministers around, the emperor snorted coldly, he is the emperor of the world, he naturally knows that there are demons in the world and those who cultivate immortals, and the legend is that there is a magic medicine that can make people become immortals, but unfortunately there are no results for many years of searching, although the entire Shu land is under his own rule, but a holy decree is not as good as a word from the disciples of Shu Mountain, and even more can interfere with his Northern Expedition to recover the Central Plains, thinking about his father was poisoned, and unconsciously in the harem, their hands stretched out too long.

The emperor looked at the island that was getting closer and closer, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said in the dream, as long as he could invite the holy monk on the island, the holy monk would give himself a pill that prolonged his life for more than 20 years, as well as the inheritance of the art of war, rich and strong soldiers, and he would be able to be the first emperor of the ages, when the time comes, you can still be an emperor in the next life, and enter reincarnation with your own memories, isn't that equivalent to immortality? Nine times, nine reincarnations, during which as long as there are nine temples to live nine lifetimes, each time for a hundred years, a total of nine hundred years, who can live for so long? Thinking about it, the emperor laughed.

"Hurry up, I want to personally visit the holy monk, you wait here, don't be reckless!" After the emperor finished speaking, the ministers in the audience said, "Your Majesty can't do it?" Whether the monk is a human or a demon or something else, I don't know, Your Majesty's safety is related to the people of Li all over the world, how can you easily get into danger? ”

"Your Majesty, what Lord Lu said is right, there is a way that the son of a daughter does not sit ......"

"Shut up!" The Emperor yelled at them and said coldly, "I know very well what I want to do, why do you need to say more? If I don't die a day, it is the emperor of the day, such as today's internal and external troubles, there are traitors burning and looting, and there are corrupt officials and corrupt officials who are greedy for food and silver to suppress the locust plague, forcing the people to rebel, there are Khitan, Mongolia, and the Jin people are eyeing each other, the Central Plains has fallen for a hundred years, my Zhao country is on one side, and I steal my life, the first emperor was in the reign of the Northern Expedition for decades, and died in the harem the day before departure, do you really think I don't know anything? Looking coldly at the dozens of ministers who were silent, no one dared to say anything anymore, and the soldiers around them had already aimed their bows and crossbows at them.

"Your Majesty, the ship has arrived!" A soldier said.

"Put it away!" The emperor ordered the guards on the ship, glanced at the dozens of ministers, and said: "Today, I invite the holy monk to come out of the mountain, it is not appropriate to see blood, let you go first, and after you go back, I will make up for the silver you have embezzled and bribed over the years, and if there is a copper plate missing, I will ask the heads of your nine clans to make up for it." ”

After the emperor finished speaking, he walked slowly,

As soon as he got off the boat, he saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl waiting there, but after seeing the double horns on her head, he was shocked, he naturally knew what it was, but he didn't expect to see the dragon girl one day, "Amitabha, presumably the donor is the noble person that the master said, please come with me." ”

The emperor didn't dare to hold it up, and slowly followed behind Ao Ling, and after a while, the two of them arrived at the ethereal building, and the emperor felt a warmth as soon as he entered, and felt that he was a few years younger.

"When you arrive, the donor will go in by himself, and the master will be waiting for you in the room." Ao Ling stopped at the door of a room, turned his head to the emperor and said.

"Oh? Good. The emperor came back to his senses and hurriedly said, seeing Ao Ling going away, he looked at the door in front of him but didn't dare to open it, and hesitated.

"Why would the donor be outside and not push the door in?" Chen Fan mentioned it inside, and there was a hint of Sanskrit in his voice.

After hearing this, the emperor calmed down, slowly pushed open the door, and saw a young monk sitting on the ground, holding a scripture book in his hand.

"Zhao Sheng has seen the holy monk!" The emperor spat out his own name that he hadn't used for years.

Chen Fan smiled faintly after hearing this, put down the scripture in his hand, and said: "Da Zhao has been established for two hundred and seventy-two years, and it is a reincarnation, what does the donor think should be done?" ”

After Zhao Sheng heard this, the cold sweat on his face flowed down directly, this is what he has been worried about, Zhao State has taken the world from others, it has been two hundred and seventy-two years, and the Central Plains has also been lost in the hands of the Zhao family. The Sima family of the Jin Dynasty has been spurned by the descendants of later generations, is it the turn of my Zhao family this time?

Chen Fan looked at Zhao Sheng's appearance and smiled, and said, "Does the donor know why the dynasty in the world has not exceeded three hundred years since the Han Dynasty?" ”

"Is it providence?" Zhao Sheng replied.

Chen Fan smiled, dipped his fingers in the water, and nodded on Zhao Sheng's head, the donor looked at it himself, and looked towards Zhao Guo, a black gas came out of the earth, accompanied by the black gas, and the golden dragon above his head suppressed those black gas resentful souls with a dragon groan, and then the golden dragon was weak for a while, and when he looked again, he found himself in the middle of the building.

"Master?" Before Zhao Sheng finished speaking, Chen Fan interrupted him and said: "Those black gases are the resentment and anger between heaven and earth, once the golden dragon turned into a national fortune cannot be suppressed, then the country will die, and the dragon and snake have already landed, the hidden dragon has been born, those pseudo-dragons are opening up the way for the real hidden dragon, and countless demons and monsters are also about to move, and the evil devil has killed countless Li people, ......look at it again."

After Chen Fan waved with one hand, the picture of the royal nobles and dignitaries brutalizing hundreds of people appeared, and there was even a small official below who actually killed dozens of people, but the people had nowhere to redress their grievances, the picture turned, the prestige of the martial arts family was even greater, and the holy decree was not as good as their words, and saw that three-tenths of the merchants in the world were actually the outer disciples of the Shushan faction, and the tribute from the Shushan sect alone reached twice the annual income of the treasury.

"Poof" I saw Zhao Sheng kneeling in front of Chen Fan, and said, "Ask the master to save the people of Shenzhou, save my Da Zhao!" After saying that, tears flowed down his face, and blood had been left on his forehead.

"Donor, you get up first, and the poor monk will let you see." After Chen Fan finished speaking, he waved his hand again and saw that there were countless temples in Zhao State, and the poor people sent their only money into the merit box, and some monks released usury, forced the good to become prostitutes, and enclosed countless lands.

"Master, this?"

"Look again." Chen Fan said.

I also saw a Taoist priest pretending to be a god and deceiving the people's money, and stayed in the Qinglou overnight.

"The donor knows that all the Buddha needs is a pillar of incense, and he doesn't need someone to worship it." Chen Fan said lightly.

"The poor monk can save your Da Zhao, but you understand what the poor monk needs, after the unification of Kyushu, build nine temples, enter my door, give the land according to the head, a temple is up to 1,000 people, more, let them go to the fate, the poor monk does not need any offerings, ten years can be used to serve the poor monk once, and some lotus flowers are needed, and the rest of the things are not needed by the poor monk." Chen Fan said.

"Thank you Holy Monk, I want to canonize the Holy Monk as a national teacher, I don't know if it's okay?"

Chen Fan smiled and spit out a word: "But!" ”