"Amitabha! The poor monk Buddha has a hall given by the Buddha himself, which can clear the heart and calm the mind and calm the soul, just take Liu Shizhu to recuperate!"

In fact, Zhang Tiandao has no way at this time, but there is no way at this time, it does not mean that there is no way in the future.

The most important thing is that he is unwilling to give up the task, and the system task has not yet been announced as completed, obviously he has to wait for Liu Li to recover.

You must stay by your side in order to rest assured and better study the treatment plan, after all, Liu Li represents not herself, but also the task.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Zhang Tiandao doesn't have the heart to save sentient beings, if there is no task, Zhang Tiandao will still save it, but it's not so urgent.

"Amitabha! Xiao Shizhu Buddhist Temple does have the effect of purifying the heart and calming the nerves!"

Deadwood pondered and replied, Muru Temple is only a secular temple, and the classics are limited, so it is really impossible to figure out how to save it.

Seeing Zhang Tiandao's flat face, he was obviously confident, and directly chose to believe it, but he always disagreed with Zhang Tiandao's killing behavior in his heart.

In the heart of the dead wood, whether it is a demon or a monster, they all belong to living beings, and they must not be killed, otherwise they will break the vows and must be punished by Buddhism.

"Amitabha, dare to ask the master's name?"

Waiting for everything to be dealt with, Xiao Ping contacted the police station to explain what happened, it seemed that the killer had infiltrated and so on, and began to deal with things, Deadwood walked up to Zhang Tiandao and asked:

"Amitabha! I have seen the master of the dead wood! The poor monk has the eight precepts!"

Zhang Tiandao is also in the same way, his face is plain, although the dead wood is older, but for some reason it looks more like a monk.

It may be that the aura emanating from Zhang Tiandao's body is ethereal, as if he is detached from the world, indifferent to everything, the Buddha is born from the heart, and it is inclusive.

It seems that the world's anger, joy, sorrow, and fear, all kinds of emotions, and all kinds of states in the world can be found on Zhang Tiandao's face, but it is the source of the Buddha that the statue of the Buddha is subtly changing, and Zhang Tiandao's face is changing to the Buddha's life.

"I wonder what the Master of the Eight Rings thinks about killing?"

Although the name is funny, Journey to the West Deadwood has naturally been seen, and the image of Zhu Bajie in it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But for some reason, such a funny Dharma name, said it in Zhang Tiandao's mouth, and the dead wood didn't feel half funny, but his cultivation was lower than Zhang Tiandao's, and his subconscious was affected.

"Amitabha! Poor monks have never killed!"

Zhang Tiandao was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Dead Wood to ask such a question, if it was ancient, he would naturally not be the slightest surprised, after all, most of them were monks who only studied Buddhist scriptures and were unreasonable.

It can be asked from the mouth of the modern dead wood living in the developed information, Zhang Tiandao was stunned for a moment, and then saw the dissatisfaction and persistence in the dead wood's eyes,

Zhang Tiandao knew in his heart that Deadwood was a monk in the house, and the house was thorough, TV, movies, novels, and computers had never been watched.

"Master of the Eight Precepts! The poor monk respects you as a master! Please don't quibble that killing is killing!"

Dead Wood's eyes stared, his expression looked dissatisfied, he didn't expect that the monk who had attained the Tao was unwilling to admit his mistakes.

"Amitabha! The poor monk has never killed any living being! The poor monk has killed evil! I don't know what compassion is in the heart of Master Deadwood?"

Zhang Tiandao smiled in his heart, he didn't know the huge information of the online world without having been in contact with computers, with his experience of being addicted to computers for many years, it was trivial to debate, and asked rhetorically,

"Monks should be compassionate!Relieve the suffering of all sentient beings!May all sentient beings be free from suffering!"," Deadwood was asked directly, and replied after some thought,

"Master Deadwood is right! If you save a wicked person, but be merciful?" Zhang Tiandao looked compassionate, smiled, and asked flatly, if Li Xuanji was here, I am afraid that his heart would be cold, knowing that his master was going to trick people again,

"Nature is compassion!" replied Deadwood directly, how saving people is not compassion,

"After the wicked were saved, they killed ten people, but they were still merciful?"

Zhang Tiandao continued to ask, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, the dead wood had fallen into the trap, and he could only follow Zhang Tiandao's train of thought,

"Poor monks don't know this! Isn't it that the master thinks compassion is?"

Deadwood's face was embarrassed, he didn't know how to answer, and asked Zhang Tiandao, hoping that Zhang Tiandao could give an answer.

"Amitabha! The poor monk thinks that saving one person is small compassion, and great compassion is killing one person but saving ten thousand!"

Zhang Tiandao smiled indifferently and said his understanding, his eyes were cruined, as bright as the starry sky, and the breath on his body was even more transcendent, as if he could see through everything,

"This, this!"

Deadwood was shocked in his heart, the other party's words completely violated the Buddhist principles in his heart, and it can be said that they directly subverted the Buddhist principles.

But even so, the dead wood couldn't say a word of rebuttal, and even vaguely felt that what the other party said was more reasonable.

When he looked up at Zhang Tiandao, he seemed to see all kinds of things in the world, the suffering and happiness of the world, more like a Buddha smiling at him, his eyes blinked, everything in front of him disappeared, he was still him, he had never changed,

However, the dead wood did not dare to look at Zhang Tiandao with ordinary eyes, he once read a record in a volume of Buddhist scriptures, and the deepest impression was that the Buddha was born in Vientiane, simply put, the person with the face of Vientiane is the Buddha, and he is the wise man in the Buddha.

"I've seen my Buddha!"

Legend Guanyin Bodhisattva, is the representative of the Buddha in Vientiane, the dead wood used to only think that it existed in the legend, but never expected to be able to meet, the heart was shocked, the heart was in a trance, the mouth directly said,

At noon, Xiao Ping hurried back, in order to treat Liu Li as soon as possible, he handed over all the things at hand to his subordinates, just to personally send Liu Li to Foyuan Mountain.

All the way to the road, Zhang Tiandao and the dead wood are sitting in the car, the dead wood since the trance saw Zhang Tiandao's Buddha life Vientiane, the heart of the thought, must be the reincarnation of the Buddha, and finally heard that the Buddha Yuan Mountain has the Buddha personally given the ladder and the Daxiong Treasure Hall,

In any case, you have to follow along, pay homage to the miracles, and look pious like a pilgrimage, as for Zhao Geng driving the carriage behind, it attracted a lot of attention, after all, how can an ordinary carriage have two millions of luxury cars to open the road.

"Amitabha! donors, Master Deadwood, please!"

Coming to the foot of Foyuan Mountain, Zhang Tiandao directly invited Xiao Ping and others to walk up the ladder, which is strange to say, Liu Li, who was originally extremely frightened, stepped on the ladder and magically calmed down.

As for the dead wood's shocked expression, he also felt the magical effect of the ladder to the sky, like a pilgrimage, step by step, extremely pious.

Although Zhang Tiandao walked, his mind was concentrated in the system, calculating how many junior believers he had gained, and after the propaganda of the junior believers who witnessed last night's scene, the number of junior believers skyrocketed.

The prompt sound of the system for a day kept ringing, and after calculating, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Tiandao's mouth, and the number of junior believers increased by 140 again, plus the original fifteen primary believers of Foyuan Mountain, there were a total of 157 junior believers, 23 intermediate believers, and 18 fanatical believers.

Ps: To be continued!Ask for recommendation!Ask for collection!