Great Song Dynasty, Bianjing.

The water finally receded.

It is not easy to rise the water, and it is not easy to recede the water, especially the aftermath after the water recedes. It's even more busy. But no matter how busy you are, it's better than flooding.

It's just that there is one person who is not so happy, and he is Emperor Zhao Ji. Summoned Lin Lingsu into the palace: "Didn't Sir say that I am the Daojun Emperor, why is my Jingshi still flooded?"

Daojun may be a title in Daomen, just like Immortal Monarch or something. But Zhao Ji attaches more importance to the word "Jun", Emperor Daojun! Why is there still the disaster of flooding the Jingshi, I am the (Daojun) Emperor!

Lin Lingsu has been by the emperor's side for a long time, but he doesn't understand Zhao Ji's argument that "the world is the emperor". He also said truthfully: "The minister came at the beginning of the heavens, for His Majesty to go to the yin demons, break the demons, rejuvenate the gods, build treasures, worship the avenue, and praise the loyal and virtuous." Now the head of Cai Jing's ghosts, let it be heavy, and the thief of Tong Guanguo, pay it to guard. State affairs are not repaired, and luxury is too much. When the comet is coming, His Majesty cannot accumulate to collect it, and Taiyi leaves the palace, and His Majesty cannot move the capital to avoid it. People's hearts are the house of heaven. Although the emperor is high, people's hearts are susceptible, so the cultivation of personnel can respond to the heart of heaven. Douxi one, most of the numbers cannot be escaped, how do you know that there is an expired calendar. The minister plans to say goodbye to Longyan for the time being, and there will be no more to look at the sky. Do not Bingwu and Ding Weijia's soldiers drive for a long time, bloody thousands of miles, and the two palaces of heaven and family cannot be conservative. Your Majesty didn't see Yuan Tiangang's poem "Pushing Back Pictures": The two dynasties of heaven smiled and led the ministers to cross Mengjin. ”

This is even more exciting than writing that poem. This time, it is impossible for Zhao Ji to smile anymore.

Soon, the whole Taiwan said that Lin Lingsu was vainly discussing the relocation of the capital, bewitching the Holy Hearing, changing the teachings, and slandering the ministers.

When Lin Lingsu heard this, he laughed and called out to the disciples and the palace officials: The things that were announced before and after, about 300 quintals, have been sealed with a thousand-character number since last year. The books are distinct, useless, and can be returned to the palace. Only call a boy to carry clothes and quilts and go out of the country. The call is not returned. Emperor Ci Palace Wenzhou.

Lin Lingsu left. Daxiangguoji Temple. "Okay, let's get started. ”

The monks nodded.

The sacred tree of Buddhism, two points of luck.

There are faint trees taking root, one in Xuzhou, the ancestral garden of Daomen. One in the West.

A disciple asked, "Is it really okay for my sacred tree of Buddhism to fall in the West?"

"The Buddha once preached the art of herbal medicine to a Westerner (Jesus) thousands of years ago, and there is a master and apprentice, but also. ”

He also asked, "It is the reality of a master and an apprentice." This luck has taken root, and I am afraid I will not agree!"

Answer: "My Buddha is a Westerner. The westerners are not without cause and effect for my Buddha to come out. ”

"Isn't it unsuccessful?"

"Don't worry, Tianzhu will suffer from this disaster sooner or later. ”

In later generations, science will be revitalized and verified. Although the Tianzhu people look like yellow people, or even deeper than yellow people, they are authentic white people.

At this time, the monks realized that the Buddha was calculating, and he was a Westerner. The outside is the Easterners. The prosperity of the East and the prosperity of Buddhism and the prosperity of the West are also of the same sect and species. Extremely acceptable.

The subtlety of the calculation is unparalleled in the world.

Buddhism's luck is divided into two, and the luck of the double bearing is naturally more and more prosperous. Although the war is burning, it continues to be inherited. On the contrary, it is a door, and there is no place in the world.

The West will never accept the Daomen, as for the East.

Buddhism falls in the ancestral garden, which can absorb the luck of the eastern soil, not to mention the Taoist gate.

Knowing this, the enlightened people naturally did not preach to the East. It's useless to pass it on, it's just borrowing from others.

The Taoist sect no longer preached the Dharma, and the Buddhist sect also began to only preach the teachings of the Buddha and no longer preach the Dharma.

At this point, the luck of Buddhism has been achieved, and there is no long-term trouble.

This dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has been laid out since more than 1,000 years ago. No further changes. More as the Taoist ancestor said: Buddhism is the general trend of the world, the small trend can be changed, and the big trend cannot be changed.

Gathering the characteristics of the East and the West, it is unique and unimaginable. That is to say, it is an outsider, similar to a skin, and there is not much resistance to entering. ...,

Once the West flourished. As the Buddha said: take off your skin, recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, and you are also prosperous.

Outside the capital, the rain does not stop. Ning Caichen woke up from his dream, because Ning Caichen dreamed that "the sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand".

"Ning Caichen, Ning Caichen......"

The call sounded in Ning Caichen's heart.

"Who is it?" Ning Caichen searched.

"This way, this ......"

Stepping out, the sky has changed, and it is no longer the yellow sky of Buddhism, but the blue sky. There is not a trace of Buddhism here.

Although the earth is not small, the light of Buddhism can cover almost everywhere. In an instant, Ning Caichen understood that he had arrived in another realm.

What kind of person has so much mana?

Look at the pitch-black man in front of him. "Who are you?"

"Like you, the one on the Demon Sealing List. ”

This is equivalent to not saying it, who is on the demon list, how can Ning Caichen know everything, he is not a saint. "What are you looking for me?"

He did not answer, but asked, "This world is good, isn't it? ”

Ning Caichen: "What do you want to do?"

"Let's join forces with this seat to create a vast demonic domain. He held his hands up to the sky, looking crazy.

Ning Caichen didn't feel that it was too scary, but had a feeling of "running into a fooling person". "Why are you looking for me?"

"Because you are the Demon Chang Star, you and I join forces, and the Demon Realm will definitely prosper!"

"But I don't want to be on the list, and I don't want to do anything about Mochangxing. ”

"I don't want to!" he waved his coat and instantly appeared in front of Ning Caichen, "Is this something that you don't want to do?" Do you know that Buddhism has been divided into two parts, and all of us are no longer their opponents, and with the luck of the East and the West, we will soon be on the list. Instead of letting them kill on the list, let's take the initiative and establish a real demon world. ”

"What you said, I don't really understand, what is the luck of the East and the West. I know the East, where can I borrow from the West?"

He said, "Don't tell me that you don't know, this Buddha is originally a Westerner. The same sect and the same species, how can it not be borrowed. ”

In just an instant, Ning Caichen figured it out. The Tianzhu people are Caucasians.

Understand and understand, but the demon world ...... He refused.

The other party did not force Ning Caichen, but smiled. Hoarse and dry laughter: "This seat will come to you again, I will." Because this is fate, the Demon Chang Star of this seat. Soon, soon we'll see you again. ”

Call!

Ning Caichen sat up suddenly. But I found that it was still in the temple and had not gone anywhere.

"It turned out to be a dream! I thought it was crossed over again, and I ran to the end of the Han Dynasty? Huang Tian was standing, I really didn't expect it to be a Taoist Huang Tian, but I didn't expect it to be the yellow sky of Buddhism. ”

When I woke up from a dream, I couldn't sleep anymore, so I couldn't help but get up, open the window panel a little, and breathe a few breaths of fresh air.

The rain is getting heavier. A gust of wind blows, and the rain that is as dense as a waterfall is blown by the wind like smoke, fog, and dust. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )