Dongyue, Gu Weidao was preparing for going north to Beijing, and Wang Tiangang also hid his figure and focused on the breakthrough.

On the other side, in Yongqing Mansion in the central part of the Great Jin Dynasty, Li Changan was sharing a car with Jin Chan and went to the capital of Shuntian Mansion.

"The donor's cultivation is really amazing, if you only talk about cultivation, the little monk is not as good."

On the carriage, Jin Cicada clasped his palms together and said to Li Changan.

Li Changan waved his hand, "The mage's cultivation is deep, and his state of mind is as stable as Mount Tai. ”

"The state of mind is also a practice, so in this way, the mage is better."

The golden cicada monk in front of him does have such a Buddhist atmosphere, not those who deceive the world and steal fame, and do not have any real talent and learning.

This temperament is really gentle and scary, and he has to answer all questions, knows everything and says everything, and has a selfless heart.

It's just that......

This so-called Buddhist practice, the more it goes on, the more it loses its original spirit.

It seems to be similar to the fifty-two levels of Bodhisattvas in the Huayan Sutra, but in fact it is not so atmospheric, but there are more ...... Childish.

"What the Western Tu Buddhism seeks is for everyone to become a Buddha, and the little monk has only gained some skin, and only when he cultivates to a perfect and unsullied state can he be called a great achievement."

Jin Cicada bowed slightly, and took out a Buddhist scripture from his bag, "This scripture can help the main cultivator cultivate his mind." ”

Li Changan took the Buddhist scriptures with a smile and opened them casually, and the scriptures seemed to flow into his eyes, turning into bubbling sweet streams, and converging into the Dharma of the Great Ri.

It's just that this sutra doesn't seem to be complete, and the effect is average.

"I heard that the disciples of Buddhism want to quit women, but why is there a joy Zen?" He asked.

Jin Cicada looked at the heaven and earth outside the carriage window, "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color." ”

"The color of the Buddhist scriptures is the appearance of all things, and the female color can also be regarded as one of them."

"Nature can also be called emptiness."

"Therefore, in the eyes of the great master who is profound in Buddhism, there is no feminine color."

Li Changan smiled and nodded, the law of Buddhism cannot be said to be unreasonable, but it is indeed a little strong in sophistry, "I have been taught below." ”

Jin Chan looked over, "But looking at the donor's expression, he didn't seem to be convinced." ”

Li Changan said with a smile, "The mage is in a good position, since everything is empty, how can my expression here mean that he is convinced or unconvinced?" ”

"No matter what the expression is, it's just the appearance of the skin......"

"Mage, do you think so?"

Jin Chan froze slightly, and said to Li Chang'an, "Jin Chan has been taught." ”

"I've heard that the Buddha has no appearance, but the teacher always puts his hands together and sits on his knees, isn't it too deliberate?" Li Changan asked again.

Jin Chan said, "The little monk's Dharma practice has not reached the realm of transformation, so naturally it cannot be compared with the Buddha, so he can only act with the rules and precepts of the Buddha and practice diligently, so as to slowly advance to the depths of the Dharma." ”

"Dare to ask the Master, is this practice to sweep away the dirt on the body, or to cultivate the path of Buddhahood?" Li Changan looked at the golden cicada.

Jin Cicada was stunned for the first time.

When he says that he has swept away the dirt on his body, the implication is that he is a Buddha in his own right, but he has just been contaminated with dust.

If you talk about cultivating the path of Buddhahood, it means that you are not a Buddha, but you have to go to Buddha.

But I just said that I can't compare with the Buddha, so I can only choose the second one.

Can...... Buddhism has a saying that everyone can become a Buddha, and everyone is a Buddha!

It's just a question, but it's a paradox of contradictions!

Jin Cicada's expression changed uncertainly, it seemed to be just a small inquiry, but it was actually related to his own Buddha Heart Dao.

Once the Buddha's heart is destroyed, the cultivation will be completely dispersed, and the body will die.

Seeing this scene, Li Changan slowly spoke, "The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror." Always wipe diligently, don't make dust. ”

"Everyone is a Buddha. The Buddha is a true Buddha, but he has been contaminated with dust, and the rules and precepts of Buddhism are the method of wiping away the dust and making the Buddha nature sufficient. ”

Jin Chan looked at Li Changan, and even a slight bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were no longer retro and unfazed, but complicated.

"The donor has great wisdom roots, and if he can return to Buddhism with the little monk, he will definitely become the next great Bodhisattva."

"Why not the Pure Land Buddha?" Li Changan smiled and asked rhetorically, "The Great Bodhisattva can do it, and the Pure Land Buddha can naturally do it." ”

"But I heard that there is only one Pure Land Buddha in Buddhism, and the rest of the strong people are all great bodhisattvas."

Jin Cicada was silent, and then said, "Xu is too much dust in the mortal world, and it is difficult to have Buddha nature. ”

"I think this is the reason why Master Jin Cicada came to the East to get the true scriptures." Li Changan said with a smile.

Jin Cicada bowed again, "The donor's eyes are like torches, and the little monk bows to him." ”

"Since you come to the world, you naturally have to have the appearance of the world, if you are not contaminated with red dust, how can you dust off the red dust?" Li Changan pointed to the world outside the carriage,

"So we don't need those mundane rituals between us, we can blend into the red dust, experience the rolling of the red dust, and maybe we can better understand the Dharma."

Hearing this, Jin Chan was silent for a moment, and then put down his palms and put them on his lap, "The little monk has been taught." ”

Li Changan smiled and waved his hand, "You're welcome, you and I are destined to meet, and when I go to the capital, I just happen to revisit the world." ”

Jin Cicada nodded happily.

The carriage slipped through the mountains and fields.

When the road was robbed by mountain bandits, Jin Cicada did not come forward, and Li Changan casually bombarded dozens of flame spears in front of the mountain bandits, scaring off a large number of rampant mountain bandits.

Jin Cicada watched from the sidelines from beginning to end, and there seemed to be a thoughtful meaning in his eyes.

The carriage continued to move forward, although it was not fast, but it did not stop halfway, and it walked into a county seat.

Li Changan walked through the streets with the golden cicada, and casually asked a few words to know that he had been in the demon clan for three years.

It is now the second month of the sixth year of the Heavenly Mandate.

In the past three years, the world really seems to have changed.

He handed Jin Chan a bag of steamed buns, and he held a roast chicken wrapped in oiled paper, and tore off a chicken leg casually, instigating it to be clean.

The streets were full of people, and they happened to come across the bazaar.

Li Changan stopped in front of a shop.

Jin Cicada asked, "What did the donor see?" ”

"This shop has something to do with me." Li Changan glanced at the special mark on the store's plaque and strode into the store.

"Guest, what do you want?" The guys in the store saw Li Changan and Jin Chan walking in, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them with a smile.

"Our shop mainly sells rice and flour from the three southern provinces, as well as all kinds of sauces, and of course other goods."

"If you don't see what you want, as long as you say a place, our Wangfu firm can help you find it."

Li Changan muttered with a smile, "Wangfu Commercial Bank...... Interesting. ”

He smiled and nodded at the guy, then walked out of the shop again.

made the guys in the shop confusing the second monk.

Jin Chan followed behind Li Chang'an, "Why did the donor just take a look and turn away?" ”

"Master, you said that helping the people of the world to eat enough and wear warm clothes can be regarded as the way to become a Buddha?" Li Changan asked rhetorically.

Jin Chan was surprised for a moment, then nodded and said, "This is a great merit, and it is naturally the way to become a Buddha." ”

"The shop we just walked in to see is part of this law." Li Changan had a smile on his face.

"The donor seems to be pleased."

"Naturally happy, it's interesting to go to the capital."

Seeing Wangfu Commercial Bank, and then seeing the goods sold in the commercial bank, this is obviously the prototype of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Except that there is no local government or government, the actual effect is not much different.

Li Changan knew that this must be the master's handiwork.

From this point of view, this Wangfu Commercial Bank will definitely be an important help after he enters Beijing.

The supply and marketing division, which was supposed to start construction three years ago, is not too late to act three years later......

Together, thousands of official positions, four courts, one prison and even scribes from all over the country will not let go.

Taking this opportunity, the Ministry of Gold even has the opportunity to infiltrate the supply and marketing bureaus in various places.

From the private sector to the government, this is a big leap forward.

However, this matter needs to be carefully planned.

Li Changan found an inn, opened two upper rooms, let Xiao Er feed the horses, and rested for a good night, and then left the county seat and continued eastward.

On this eastward trip, he bought a large number of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Sitting in the carriage, regardless of the swaying of the carriage, he spread out the rice paper, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote it freely.

The wind runes were connected together, and the rice paper was spread on it, as if it was spread on a flat desk, and the swaying of the carriage could not affect it in the slightest.

Jin Chan looked at Li Changan's movements and couldn't help but sigh, "The donor god is handy, and the little monk admires it." ”

Li Changan smiled, and after writing one, he took out the second one and continued to write.

Then he took out a gold medal, left a mark on the back of the rice paper, sealed the envelope, passed by various post stations, and handed it over with silver.

The post station quickly sent his letters to all parts of the Great Jin Dynasty.